After the shock to her system of shedding her wings in the morning, Zoey was caught between actually swimming or enjoying the sunbathing on nearby benches. She was currently leaning more towards the bench side of things, and so the bikini clad blond was laid across the edge of a rather comfortable bench, with a pencil and sketch pad, sketching random things that caught her eye, or people.
She took a slow blink when another female entered the area, with some rather gorgeous looking tattoo's. Zoe only had a single tattoo herself, which encompassed a large area of her back, it had been done by a friend back in Australia with ink manipulation, and had been worked around the scars on her back from her wing partial shifts, turning what was before damaged skin into some beautiful tattoo'd angel wings going down the length of her back.
It was of course, quite visible right now with her lying on her front. Not too many people were out swimming today either, there were a couple sun bathing but it was fairly quiet all in all. The blonde grinned from over her shades at the girl who had just entered, she hadn't even taken a proper look at the girl as a whole yet, she was more focused on that tattoos, which she was quite intrigued by.
They were all so small, and elegant. She grinned. "Nice ink gorgeous!"
Over the summer, Maya had learned that swimming was a great way to keep in shape. Even if football had started up again, Maya had sworn she'd spend as much of her free time as she possibly could, working out. The first week of school was passing and Maya was still on fire. She wasn't overly thrilled having to be in class as much as she did, and it left quite a lot of pent up energy in her body that she had to get rid of if she didn't want to be murdered by someone for finding her overly annoying.
Maya stopped in her tracks at the sudden Australian voice calling out. For a moment, she was left standing completely still, simply staring at the blonde. It took her a few seconds to realize that she was in fact, talking to Maya. Wow, how easily one could forget that your body was clad in tattoos.
Immediately, Maya's demeanor softened and she returned the grin. "I could say the same about you," she replied as she drew closer, brown eyes dropping to the tattoo covering the blonde's back. "Looks painful though," she added, head tilting curiously.
Zoey watched as the other girl froze for a second, a little bewildered. Was she not used to people talking to her? She was sure to get some comments on her beautiful tats. The blonde was one who admired subtle tattoos, even if her own ink might suggest otherwise, she actually really adored the tiny ones. There was a certain cuteness about them, and the fact that they were subtle suggested that the person did it more for their own benefit than others.
Her smile widdened as the other girl returned the grin, she seemed friendly enough, and Zoey certainly wouldn't mind getting on a first name basis with someone that attractive. It struck her that the other girl had quite an adorable smile. She paused for a second, making a mental note to try and make the brunette smile if they continued this interaction for much longer. "Nahhhhhh," She flicked her wrist.
"I had a friend back down under' help with it, he didn't really make it hurt. Plus, I'm used to more pain than a needle against me from my back" She added. She tilted her head in the same direction as the other girl, mirroring her. "Always lovely when it's not just the ink that's beautiful." She added smoothly.
Post by Maya Starr on Sept 19, 2015 5:00:55 GMT -6
Cocking her eyebrow at the apparent flirting, Maya had to admit that although it was incredibly obvious, it was rather refreshing in a way. Not a whole lot of people at this school was as forward on these subjects as some. She could certainly get used to that. "I can see that," she nodded. "You don't waste any time, do ya?" she added with a chuckle. The girl herself was cute - in a little ditsy kind of way.
Moving closer towards the other girl, Maya rested her arms against the back of her neck, brown eyes scanning the other girl briefly. She didn't remember seeing her here before, and taking the accent into consideration, she might be new too. Bellefonte seemed to attract students from all over the world.
Man, this school had to have a great rumor about it, for all these people to transfer schools and get a whole new life in a whole new country. Then again, Maya was the kind of person who would do exactly that if she ever felt like it.
A little 'mwahahahaha' played inside of Zoey's brain at the pleasant way in which the girl reacted. It was always fun to see how people reacted with flirting. A large body of the students fitted into the socially awkward category, which Zoey often found to be the socially adorable category, but people who took it in their stride, or who flirted back, or just continued to be friendly, could be just as sexy to her.
She shrugged haplessly and smirked. "Don't see any point in waiting for things to happen or awkwardness. I'm an active personality." She winked. It was true, Zoey had always had a certain drive behind the things she did, she wasn't the type to hesistate, if there was something she felt needed saying, she tried not to beat around the bush, she found directness to be the easiest course of action.
She chuckled. "but seriously, I like your tats. They are nice and subtle. Looks very elegant on you." The blonde's lips knitted into a smile again.
Post by Maya Starr on Sept 28, 2015 9:39:05 GMT -6
"I can tell," Maya chuckled. Although it was somewhat overdone, but hey, Maya was hardly one to complain. She rarely disliked people unless they gave her a serious reason to. She supposed she could enjoy those who was as forward as she herself was. Though, this girl seemed to be slightly more forward than Maya herself. Or maybe Maya just didn't care enough to be. Whatever, it hardly mattered.
"Well, considering how I was going for slutty-" she was kidding, of course, "-I'd say that's a step in the right direction," she grinned. She glanced down at the visible tattoos and nodded. "I'll admit, it's an addiction." She would likely end up having her entire body covered with them at the rate she was going...
...as if her mother didn't have reason enough to think her daughter wasn't girly. Ah well.