kohai noticed you [terr]

She was screwing the top of the nail polish bottle back on when the door opened, nearly causing her to spill nail polish over the place in surprise. So much for taking off early; Julie managed to stop herself from sighing out loud, before glancing up at the boy with pale hair who had entered the room. Oh well, at least she wouldn't be bored anymore, right? Flashing him a smile, Julie began to get to her feet, saying, "Hi there! Sorry about the polish, I know it reeks-"

Wait.

What did he just say?

The blonde paused, quirking an eyebrow at the young man. Wasn't that a bit presumptuous to assume she was there for tutoring, rather than think she might be a club member herself? Then again, she was fairly used to this by now. Girls majoring in math were a rare occurence in and of itself, and it didn't help that she was blonde and pretty and just screamed 'STEREOTYPE.' She was a little sick of being used to this, though. Blatant rudeness was just uncalled for, and she had half a mind to give him a snarky comment in reply.

Sadly, she was supposed to be polite, so she'd just have to grit her teeth and bear with it. This shouldn't take too long, right? She'd just help him with his algebra homework or whatever it was he had come in here for, then she'd be out of there and on her way to do better things. So she let out a breath, smiled again, and began to reply, an angry twitch in her cheek, "Not exactly-"

She paused, distracted by his comment about her nails. "Err, yeah. It's one of my favorites." She was pretty sure it was Aruba, anyway. She hadn't actually paid too much attention to the name when she bought it, woops. She'd just take his word for it. Getting back on topic so she could get this over with and get the heck out of there, she answered his question, a slightly smug tone leaking into her voice as she replied, "Right, about that- I'm a member of UMSA. My name's Julie, can I help you with anything?"

Here for tutoring YEAH, RIGHT.

"That's right~" Oh, she enjoyed the surprised expression on his face a little too much. He muttered something under his breath, but she chose to ignore it, instead busying herself with slipping the bottle of nail polish back into her bag. It probably wasn't anything she should worry about- at least, she certainly hoped not. So she got to knock the guy down a peg, there was absolutley no reason for her to lose her temper. (Yet.)

She rose slightly out of her seat to shake his hand, though for an instant she considered using her nails as an excuse not to. But that would just make her an awful person. Then again, she was an awful person. "Nice to meet you too." I'm sure. She flashed him a grin before sitting back down again. "Ah, you were looking to join?" So late in the year? Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. That was unexpected. Still, it was never too late to join; they didn't have meetings over the summer, but there were get-togethers when school was out. All he'd have to do was fill out a form and he'd be an official UMSA member!

An evil glimmer entered her eyes.

Still, she could mess around with him a little, right?

Julie took her time answering him, folding her hands on the desk. "Hmm, well Yuyu, there's a couple of things to consider before joining the League of Math Nerds." She gave him an entirely innocent smile as she looked up at him, before launching into an Explanation On How to Join UMSA™.

"You have to have a 4.0 GPA and at least 2 professor recommendations, as well as a 2 page essay about what math means to you. And that's just to get past the screening process! You then have to undergo an interview with one of the UMSA officers, which will involve a timed math test that can have questions from trigonometry to probability. If your interviewer feels like you did well, they'll pass you and you'll be granted membership!"

You could practically smell the bullshit from a mile away.

"If you're still interested in joining, I can answer any questions you might have!" She had an all too mischevious look on her face, but the smile never wavered as she waited for his reply. She probably could have been out of there by now if she just told him how to join, but that would be no fun. If she couldn't have fun at other's expense, what was the point of even interacting with other people? She might as well hole herself inside with Colin all day and marathon Doctor Who, like she'd been meaning to for a while now.

She met his question with a beaming smile, a Cheshire cat's grin as she replied, in a lilting tone, "The best kind of nickname, Yuyu!" In the world of emoticons, Julie was currently a colon capital d. She was having a little too much fun messing with the poor boy; he really hadn't done anything to deserve her tormenting him. He was just in the right place at the right time- or the right place at the wrong time, depending on who you asked. A bored Julie was a dangerous one, and now that she had someone to play with she wasn't going to stop any time soon. Which was a shame for Tsuyu, really. He should have made a run for it when he had the chance, but how was he supposed to know?

Her eyebrows practically skyrocketed off her face, however, when he mentioned that he could have everything by the next day. Oh really now? "On such short notice? Wow, that's something." She remarked dryly, her chin in the palm of her hand as she tilted her head to one side. That was something alright. Something fishy. She'd be the first to admit a 2 page essay was nothing to a college student with a 5 hour energy drink and a few hours before the deadline, but most professors didn't appreciate being given such short notice about reccs. Especially with it being near the end of the semester now. Either he had extremely benevolent professors, or just so happened to have a few recommendation letters lying around.

A downright evil grin spread across her face. He had to have realized by now that she was purposefully fucking with him, there was no way he couldn't. And he was practically asking for it at this point, so he really couldn't complain if she--- "Oh, well in that case, you surely wouldn't mind doing a few problems for me."

The blonde got up out of her seat without waiting for his answer, walking across the tile to the front of the classroom where the whiteboard was. She found a marker and uncapped it, but before she wrote down a single number she paused. Why not make this fun, right? It wasn't like this was a serious test or anything anyway- this was all completely fabricated off the top of her head. After all, all he needed to do was fill out a form and he'd be done, there was no need for any of this- so there was no reason she couldn't make a bet, right?

Julie turned back towards Tsuyu, smiling as she asked, "How about we make this more interesting? If you can't solve every problem I give you, you have to do whatever I say for a day." It was the oldest trick in the book, but it was effective, and hey, just think of all the possibilities! A whole day where she could just goof off and let someone else do all her work for her, what a dream. And with the added bonus of making an underclassman miserable? How could she possibly resist? She frowned however; she had to make this fair, after all. "And if you can... I don't know, what do you want if you solve all of them?"

Her nail polish? Really? To her credit, Julie didn't even wrinkle her nose at his request; he could have asked for a lot worse. She supposed she should be lucky he wasn't asking her to do something absolutely awful, like lick his cat or whatever. Now the thought of that really did almost make her wrinkle her nose, but she resisted. Instead, she nodded rather solemnly, before shooting him a cheerful grin.

Really, this was going to be too easy.

"Great, you've got a deal!" Turning back to the whiteboard, she paused, her lips pursed as she thought this over carefully. Now what would be a good question to get him stumped on right at the get go? Julie chewed on the inside of her cheek for a moment, before a light bulb went off and she smiled a little too deviously. Oh yes, this would be good.

Neatly writing out the problem on the board, she hummed before replying to his question, airily, "Stats." Julie had always found the story behind this particular story fascinating. She had happened to stumble across it while doing some homework for another class, and could never really get it out of her mind since. Long story short, a Berkeley student in 1939 accidently solved two unsolvable problems. She smirked slightly to herself as she read over the problem, making sure she wasn't leaving anything out. If he could solve this, he could have all the nail polish he wanted.

Turning back to face Tsuyu, she flashed him a grin, taking a step away from the board so he could see what she had written on the board. "There you go, first one's up! Take your time~" Was that an evil glint in her eyes, or was that just the lighting? Either way, she strode back across the tile floor, and handed him the marker with a flourish and a sunny smile. And with that, she plopped herself down on a desk and waited for the show to begin. And may the best man win!

Okay, to be fair, it was cute how he thought he could solve the problem right away. Julie sat perched on top of a desk, chin in her hands as she watched him write out the steps to solve the problem on the board. It was taking a lot of self control not to so much as snicker, but she managed to keep a straight face. After all, it'd give her away if she started laughing now- then he'd definitely know something was up.

Patience, patience, it was only a matter of time...

But she couldn't help but crack a grin when he finally realized he was working in circles. Ah, yes, there we go. Tsuyu paused, staring at his work and the problem on the board, as if waiting to be struck by inspiration. She bit her lip to stop herself from laughing; really, this was too easy. She half-wondered if she should feel bad- maybe she should tell him all he had to do was fill out a form? Nah, this was more fun.

Besides, he really shouldn't have trusted her to begin with. Sliding off the desk, the blonde walked with a skip in her step up to the board, pausing next to him as she asked, a little too innocently, "Problem, Yuyu~?" A little mocking never hurt anyone. There was no way you could tell just by looking at her, between her smile and her tone, but there was just something about the look in her eyes that screamed she was laughing at him. Turning her gaze on the board, she shook her head, as if disappointed in what she saw. "Oh, woopsies, that's no good!"

Shout out to Tsuyu for not throwing in the towel yet. Although, if he was already stuck at this point, then he had to be close to 50 shades of done by now. He was going to call it quits soon, and when he did Julie would be more than happy to reveal that she had been making shit up the whole time. The best part of all though was that he couldn't even get mad about the problem she picked; it was a legitimate math question with an actual solution, and just because she made up everything else about how to join the club didn't mean their bet was invalid.

Julie spun around without another word and plopped back down on her desk, a shark's grin on her lips. "Let me know when you give up~" She remarked cheerily, swinging her legs back and forth underneath her as she waited. It wouldn't be much longer now!



((NOOO I'M SORRY I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU REPLIED ALDSKJ. ;)

Patience, patience... okay, she was tired of waiting. She let out a frustrated huff. Hurry up and give up already, please. She wanted to leave already. She took out her phone and flicked through her Twitter feed, idly favoriting a few of Zac Efron's latest comments. He was so cute, god. How could anyone hate him? Colin made fun of her for liking him, but honestly he wasn't really one to talk, all things considered-

A sudden litany of foreign words exploded from her buddy Tsuyu, and Julie glanced up with a cocked eyebrow. Oh, had he finally reached his breaking point? A vicious smirk spread across her lips as, at long last, he admitted defeat. About time, too! She was pretty sure her butt had fallen asleep, with all the sitting she had been doing.

"There there Yuyu, better luck next time." She said oh so sympathetically, hopping down off her seat and slipping her phone back into her bag. "And I'd be happy to solve the problem for you~" She gave him a perfectly sunny smile as she stepped up next to him at the front of the room, taking the marker out of his hand and moving up to the board. Oh, don't get her wrong- ordinarily, she'd never know how to solve a problem like this! Thankfully she had memorized the solution a while ago- just in case she ever wanted to impress someone for whatever reason. It was a fun trick to play on other people.

With that in mind, she carelessly used her hand to erase his work, not seeming to mind the black marker stains left on her palm. Tsuyu had actually gotten most of the work right- up to a point. It was there that she started, writing out the rest of the steps and pausing only momentarily to recall what came next. Finally, she recapped the marker and placed it back on the board, turning to grin at Tsuyu. "Simple, no?" she asked sweetly, her face a mask of pure innocence.

Stretching her arms over her head, she continued to say with a lilt, "Seriously, don't worry about it too much." For half a second, she seriously considered revealing the truth- that the problem had been nearly impossible to solve until 70 years ago, but decided against it in the end. Maybe she'd tell him later. Maybe. But for now... she stepped behind the desk at the front of the room, and opened a drawer to grab a sheet of paper off the top. Bouncing back up to the boy, she handed it to him, a genuine grin on her face now.

"Fill this out and hand it to whoever's in here tomorrow." She shrugged, twirling a blonde curl around her finger. "Or you can fill it out and give it to me now if you want, I don't really care either way." Another wolfish smile. "I was messing with you at the beginning, you know, all you have to do is fill out that form."

Her only regret was that she couldn't get a picture of the expression on his face when she handed over the registration form. Oh my god, it was so flawlessly perfect she could cry. "No catch, it's all your's. It's the least I can do after yanking your chain all this time." She replied with a shrug, an impish smile on her lips. So she liked to mess with people, so sue her. For the most part she was harmless; she just liked to incite reactions out of people every once in a while.

Tsuyu just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Oh dear, he seemed to be angry. That was to be expected though, all things considered. She shrugged, laughter leaking into her voice as she said, "I mean exactly what I said! You don't have to have a 4.0 GPA or write an essay or any of those things. Just fill out the form." At least she had the good sense not to laugh at him outright; that would have been mean. But still, the look on his face right now!

"Hmmm." Now, that was a good question. Julie paused as she picked her bag up, tapping a bright blue nail against her bottom lip in thought. The thing was that her schedule was very much up in the air about 90% of the time- the only things that were set in stone were her classes and her work hours. But classes were winding down now that the semester was almost over, and her work hours fluctuated depending on any number of different factors. She was a very busy girl, how was she supposed to know off the top of her head when she could use him?

Well, there was no helping it. She sighed and straightened up, shouldering her bag as she met his gaze squarely with her own greens. "Give me your number, I'll text you when I need you." She was good with remembering numbers; she'd be able to remember his easily, even without writing it down. It was mostly just whether or not if he'd actually give it to her- but really, he didn't have much of a choice.