Best Served Cold ((Closed))

So Amanda was pretty certain that she was going to be able to pull this off in a way that she wouldn't be putting herself in a situation where she'd get herself into any sort of trouble. Though the way that the other guy leaned closer to her made her want to move away in disgust. How had she ever even found him attractive enough to kiss? Not that he'd been that great at it, but still. Not good. Taking an extreme amount of control not to wrinkle her nose in disgust as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. He so didn't deserve to touch her hair. "I was just wondering, how things went with Mel on your date? I mean, I haven't heard anything about it," she said, innocently with a bright smile, fluttering her eyelashes a couple of times.

His face darkened slightly at the mention but he didn't seem to suspect anything was up. "It went terrible. She was a fucking freak," he spat out, shaking his head. Noting her surprised look and raised eyebrow, he continued. "I'll tell you what happened. So we went out right and I was being perfectly nice to her all evening, and she was acting like a stuck up bitch the whole time. Complaining about where we ate and the amount of money I spent and everything else. And then I started walking her back to the Academy, since I didn't want her to walk alone and she pushes me into an alley and starts trying to make out with me. I say trying because, no offense to your taste Mands, but the girl has no clue what she's doing. But I went along with it until she started trying to undo my pants. Which, I was like, woah, we need to slow down and then she gets all pissed off at me because I wouldn't sleep with her then and there. Then she slapped me and told me to fuck off and left me there in the alley."

The whole story, Mands had to fight hard not to comment on what a stupid, pathetic liar the guy was, because the point was to kill enough time that the bell rang and it did right near the end of his story, but he just kept talking. Which had been the plan because now the hallways were starting to flood with people. "Really? That sounds... like complete and total bullshit!" she snapped, glancing around and seeing a few people pausing in interest. Rarely was she ever upset and people knew it. "Because the truth is that you spit on her and shoved her into a wall when she wouldn't have sex with you!" Her voice raised during the last part, causing more people to glance their way. Perfect.

Suddenly his eyes were burning. "I don't know what that bitch told you-" he started, clearly getting pissed off and putting enough of him focus on her that he wasn't paying attention to what everyone else was doing. Good, let him be blindsided by the fact that people were watching.

"She told me the truth!" she cut him off, a little short of yelling at this point. But she didn't need to, the sense of drama and tension was so high in the air that anyone walking by would be instantly drawn to look this way. Would need to find out what was happening. "She wouldn't have sex with you so you got upset-"

"Shut up, Amanda!" His jaw was clenching in anger and she could see him shaking a bit. Clearly angry that she knew what had happened and didn't buy his bullshit rendition of what he was trying to pass off as happening. It'd teach him right for trying to believe that she would take his word over her friend's and then if he couldn't treat girls properly on a date, he didn't deserve to date them.

Of course, the musician ignored him and continued on without so much as even flinching. Pretty damn proud of herself because this was working just as she'd imagined that it would. "So you got upset and you got violent with her! You were on a date and you hurt her for not giving you sex!"

"SHUT UP!" he roared, his face contorting in anger to one of the ugliest that she'd ever seen. Now pretty much everyone was staring at the two of them, a pin could drop in the silence. Except for the fury of texting for those without touch screen phones. "That stupid whore is a liar! And you'd better shut your mother fucking mouth..."

She noticed his hand clenching into a fist and starting to raise up. Which was what she'd counted on. It was sad how predictable he was and she didn't even know him that well. But then, of course he'd be upset at the idea of not having more nice girls to try and force into bed. "Or what?" she demanded loudly, standing taller in defiance. "Are you going to push me into a wall? Spit on me? Are you going to hit me?"

This was pretty much Jess' cue to step in, to go ahead and try and draw even more attention and if she had her cell phone ready, she would probably capture something that would be very good to pass on to everyone her contact list who didn't happen to see the exchange in person. And hell if Jake was going to be able to get any girl to go on a date with him after this, because if they did their job right, no girl would want to go out with him for fear of getting hit. Which was more than he deserved, just not being able to get a date. What he deserved was to be kicked out of school because he sexually and physically harassed another student, even if it was off grounds. Or a good and swift kick in his balls, but then, it was doubtful that he had any with the bullshit that he pulled. Maybe she should have tried to talk Mel out of that date... but then she'd written off Olivier's comments as just pure jealousy at the time. Which, there had been some of that, but clearly he'd been more right in this situation than anyone would have liked.

Jake finally seemed to realize the gravity of the situation as Jess echoed her right on cue. His anger clearly growing as he figured out what had happened. "You set me up!" he growled, forcing his hand back down. Glaring darkly at Amanda, sending a death glare toward Olivier as he realized that the other guy was standing so close. Finally seeing everything as it had been planned.

"No, you set yourself up when you took a girl out and roughed her up just for not having sex with you," she answered coldly. "Tell me, tell us all, how many other girls have you tried to pressure into sex and then got violent with them when they wouldn't give you what you wanted?"

He shook his head, anger still radiating from him as he looked at her in disgust. "You dirty, fucking liar! Though I guess I should have known that you'd end up sticking up for your little bitch. Not that you could actually like her for pathetic traits she tries to pass off as a personality or her train wreck of an appearance. So what? How many times did she have to do you to get you do this huh? Well, not just you I suppose. You share,. don't you?" he spat, noting Amanda moving toward the other actor. "You and Frenchie pass her between yourselves, isn't that the deal? She fucks the two of you in some messed up threesome deal and in return you guys act like you're friends with her so she doesn't seem so fucking pathetic?" He caught sight of Mel, over the heads of others, who stood near the back in confusion. Noting that the girl seemed frozen in place.

Mands tried her hardest to keep her cool, easily feeling the anger build up but ended up moving over toward Olivier as well so that she could grab his other arm. Glancing at Jess as well to warn both of them not to get involved. If he wanted to be a douchebag that was his deal and she knew that Mel wouldn't want the two of them to get involved physically with the other guy. But God it was hard not to just knock him in the balls and give him a couple of good hits for what he was saying. Finding herself shaking slightly in anger as her jaw clenched at his accusations. Holding Oli down more. "He's not worth it, leave it," she said. Noting that everyone else seemed to just stare, quickly looking between all the people involved. Well, just the three of them for the moment because for all she knew the other girl wasn't even there and it was probably a good thing since she didn't think that the other girl would take this very well. Or, at least she thought that she wasn't there.

Until Jake started toward the back of the crowd, everyone easily moving aside to let him through where he stood in front of the girl in question. Glaring darkly at her. "Tell me, Melanie. How many times did you have to play slave to get them to even notice you? I'd imagine it'd have to be a lot, wouldn't it? Not like anyone would actually want to like you, would they?" his tone with her was lower, but harsher. Noting the way that she shook slightly, but it didn't seem to be in anger. "I knew you were nothing but a dirty, lying whore. I at least thought I'd get something out of you, since you give it up so freely."

Mel hadn't exactly been feeling the best since her date with Jake. It'd kinda taken a beating to her ego, which wasn't even that high in the first place, but she just tried to act like everything was alright for her friend's sake, so not to give them anymore of a reason to get involved with anything going on. But to make things worse... she knew that something was off with her friends. They seemed to be like, excluding something from her. Jess didn't even sit with her today at study hall, so she found herself sitting with April with whom she'd gone to get her hair cut. The other dance student was a good friend and she actually came from her home state too, but she wasn't Jess. Deciding that Jess probably just wanted to hang out with Amanda, she tried not to think too much of it. Burying herself in work to the point where she didn't even notice the fact that Jess and Amanda had left until the bell rang. Heading out into the hallway and seeing what apparently was what she'd been left out of, staying in the back and closing her eyes.

Hoping that maybe, somehow, she was imagining all of this but it didn't seem so. Especially not once the guy realized that he'd pretty much been set up. The vicious words that he said making her freeze in place at the back of the crowd, feeling like she was going to be sick. Did people actually think that about her? She tried not to care what other people thought but... the idea that someone actually would think of her that way, that more than one person might think of her in those terms made her feel like crying. God, did everyone just think she was completely pathetic and unappealing? When his eyes caught her own, she felt frozen in place, praying to whatever upper power might be there that he just leave. However, that didn't seem to be the case as he made his way over to her. Shaking slightly as he went ahead and got in her face, feeling like she was going to burst into tears at any moment. Not even able to find her voice to tell him how wrong he was about this. Her attention so taken up in how close he was and how scared she was that she didn't even notice Olivier making his way through the crowd.

Gasping aloud as he went ahead and pulled the other guy away and slammed him into the nearest locker. Her heart pounding in shock as she kept trying to blink back tears. Listening to how angry Oli seemed as he basically held the guy in a choke hold. Moving back over to him and resting her hand on his arm and shaking her head. "Oli, stop," she told him, her voice still weak and shaky as she looked at him. "I don't want you to get into trouble over this. It's not a big deal. Just let him go."

Of course, Jake had to go and not help his case at all. Admittedly, the other guy had been surprised by Olivier's strength and will, finding it slightly difficult to breath as he pressed him against the locker and got super pissed to tell him to stay the fuck away from Mel. Despite his position not taking him seriously in the slightest. Besides, he couldn't back down now, not with everyone watching. Like hell he'd let it be said that he was scared of the stuck-up, French asshole. "Yeah, Oli," he mocked, trying to make his voice strong despite his position. "Better listen to your whore or she'll cut you off. Actually, probably not, given how desperate the pathetic bitch is for your attention."

Amanda had worked on holding back Jessica during the time that Olivier went over to push Jake back into a locker. Knowing that if she let Jessica go, the other girl would just get in between the two guys and probably not help to make matters any better. As it was, she was torn as she watched the situation unfold. Feeling terrible for Mel as the other girl had to stand there and listen to that asshole call her pretty much every name in the book and make pretty wild accusations about the nature of her friendships with herself and Olivier. For those reasons, she wanted Olivier to just go ahead and kick the other guy's ass. To make him eat every damned word that came out of his mouth and pay through the nose for what he said about Melanie. However, at the same time, she knew that it wasn't the smartest idea to get into a physical altercation at the Academy, especially since she knew that Olivier definitely didn't need a reason for anyone in his family to be called and have it be suggested that maybe it wasn't his best fit to be there.

Her heart twisted a little as she realized that Mel was actually crying, watching intently to see how Oli was going to react to her as she practically begged him not to do anything. Breathing a bit of a sigh of relief that he did let go of the douchebag after he made his final comment, watching the other guy throw some swear words toward both Oli and Mel but heading out. The rest of the crowd pretty much leaving though there were still some lingering as Oli pulled Mel over toward Jess and herself. "Alright, that's it, go back to your lives," she told them, authority in her voice but nothing rude. Making the crowd go on their way, pretty much instantly. Watching Mel turn to Jessica and hug her friend tightly, moving over to stroke her hair in a comforting manner. "It's okay, Mel. I'm sorry you had to hear that, none of what that jackass said is even remotely true," she assured her. "We love hanging out with you because of who you are. And there are people who think you're very attractive, myself included. And even people who are attracted to you, like your personality." Turning slightly toward Olivier and looking at him pointedly with the last sentence. "Any guy would be very lucky to date you."