Self-Control (Beastars LouisxOc)

Adler ~11

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"Me?" Ivory looked at Drea and Sheila with a confused expression.

"Yes," Drea nodded, placing his right hand on his hip.

"Why?" The shorter carnivore questioned, tilting her head.

"You don't want it?" Drea grinned amused, folding his arms.

"Mmmmm..." Ivory pulled her lips back against her teeth so her cheeks puffed out, raised her eyebrows, and scanned the roof with her eyes.

"No," She smiled sweetly at the male Cheetah, blowing her gold locks out of her face.

Drea, Louis, Sheila, and the Drama director in training, Sanu, all stopped and stared at the young hybrid.

"Huh? It's the main female role Ivy... why wouldn't you want it?" Ivory turned her head to look at the male deer she'd come to consider her friend... maybe even more than...

"The spotlight has never been a personal interest of mine," Ivory smiled a closed-eyed smile.

"That's too bad..." Drea's voice sounded again.

Ivory and Louis turned their eyes away from each other, locking with the smug look on Drea's face.

"I think you'd be a great lead... and I want you to play it, you don't have a choice," Drea smirked tilting his head and closing his bright sharp orange eyes.

"Hmm?" Ivory raised her eyebrows again and chuckled.

"Then why did you even ask me?" The smaller carnivore grinned amusedly.

"Actually, he didn't he volunteered you," Sheila smiled as she hugged her clipboard.

Ivory widened her eyes slightly, pursing her lips before darting her tongue out to wet them and smiling.

"Well played boss..." Ivory complimented the duo, placing her hands on her hips.

"So then... shall we continue?" Drea gestured to the stage.

Ivory rolled her eyes but put her hand out to Louis. The red deer looked at her for a second before smiling, taking her hand, and leading her up the steps to begin rehearsals.
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"15 minutes to showtime everyone!"

Ivory looked back at the young peafowl as he called overall the actors and dancers, getting all the teams ready for the show they were about to perform.

"Gosh, there are a lot of new students out there. I hope they like the performance." Sheila whispered, sneaking looks past the curtains.

"Don't worry..." Ivory voiced, making the female cheetah turn to her.

"I'm sure we'll knock 'em dead." The shorter hybrid told her roommate as she tried to pin her uncooperative hair in place.

"I'm sure you and Louis will..." Sheila teased with a cheeky smile.

Ivory paused... looking at the knowing smirk on the cheetah's face.

"...Ok?" Ivory shrugged the odd occurrence off and finished her hair, straightening her pink and black dress.

Sheila walked off and Ivory huffed, curling a thin loose strand of hair in between her fingers before tucking it into the pin with the rest. The young carnivore snuck a look over the auditorium, scanning over all the full seats of fresh meat. Most of the Seniors and Sophomores in Cherryton knew who Ivory was because of her business... but fucking with Freshmen was always more fun. Well... in Ivy's eyes at least, but that might just be her twisted nature showing its face.