CaKe/Kaylor - NO STRINGS ATTACHED

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Meanwhile, at room 4-H (the rooms aren't based on intelligence), sat Taylor Swift. She chose the seat on the front most but on the corner left, just beside the window. Classes are supposedly starting by now yet the professor seemed to forget to set his alarm clock, obviously late.

Taylor closed her eyes as she listens to the mellow song coming from her ear buds which she chose to plug in for two reasons; first is that she really loves music and it calms her spirit and second, she doesn't want to interact or socialize with other people in this room. She really isn't really that type of person to approach someone and be all friendly, she believes that having Kendall and some of her childhood friends are enough, and now there's two more added in her list, not that she would admit it any time soon though.

And speaking of which, she jumped on her seat after she felt someone took an earplug from her ear, she was about to yell at the person when she turn and came face to face with a smile brighter than the rays of the sun itself. The girl had her chair scoot closer to Taylor's and was leaning in so their faces are like 2 inches away from each other and Taylor swears she's starting to get addicted with the minty scent of the girl's breath that hits her face.

"Do you mind?" The blonde asks and it was enough to snap Taylor back to reality. Her brows quickly furrowed and she glares at the girl.

"What the hell are you doing here, Kloss?" She snaps, trying to get the plug back but Karlie immediately pull her hand away.

"Oops, have you paid for this room too? thought it was just the rooftop," Karlie grins as she looks at the enraged blonde, if looks could kill, Karlie would be laying dead flat on the cold hard tiles.

"Could you just give it back and leave? You're disturbing our class!" Taylor huffs as she looks around and sees her classmates eyes on them. She snorts, of course, THE Karlie Kloss is talking to her. Surprise, surprise.

"The prof's not even here yet!" Karlie laughs.

"He'd be here anytime soon so stop bothering me and go to your class!" Taylor groans as she tries not to look at the taller girl's sparkling emerald eyes.

"Ugh!" The older blonde groans irritatedly, "Why won't you just leave?" Taylor asks helplessly.

Karlie's smirk turn into a more of a wide smile as she leans back in to the girl and hands over the earplugs, "Because you're here, and I love having you around." She grins then before flashing the now flushed girl a wink.

Taylor tries her very best not to squeal, instead she threw the girl a glare before snatching her earplugs back. "Fine, then don't leave. It's not like I'm the one who's gonna get told off by the prof... And speaking of,"

The professor came in, a young woman probably aged 25-28 with blonde hair clipped in a fixed bun, slim body and an eye glass. If she wasn't wearing a formal outfit, a grey blouse with pencil cut skirt, you won't be able to classify her as a teacher.

Taylor's eyes immediately noticed Karlie's which are now focused on the teacher. A frown made its way to her pink lips as Karlie's eyes scanned the teacher's frame.

"Ouuchh!!!!" Karlie yelped after she felt the earplug roughly pulled out of her ear.

"Just taking what's mine," Taylor says drily as she puts her phone inside her bag, getting ready for the class.

"What, my attention?" Karlie mumbles to herself. Taylor raised her head and looks at the younger girl with a confused look. "Nothing," the model said, shaking her head.

"Don't you really have a plan on leaving? She's gonna scold you. This isn't your class."

"Hmm, I might actually like it." Karlie smirks as she looks at the older blonde's scrunched up face.