Can't Put a Price on Love

Addie woke up to a light tapping on her door and rolled over in bed, cuddling into her plush blankets. She didn't want to get up but that light knowing was her wake up call - the latest that she could get up in order to get ready. She slowly slipped to the edge where she could put her feet on the ground. She sat up and walked over to the mirror, brushing her hair from her face. She was a rich girl - spoiled, though she liked to humble herself by saying she was not snobby. She was mostly innocent and highly sought after - but she kept herself good - for the sake of the Hendrix family name.

Taylor had just gotten done a modeling shooting as he was heading back to his house. These were the only times when he was in what was considered the rich part of town, other than that he stayed in his gang's territory.he wanted nothing to do with the snobby, arrogant, assholes he considered to live here. He knew they wanted nothing to do with him, to them he was as worthless as garbage. He was a boxing gang guy, many of the when he was strolling through their part of town would yell at him, or call the cops. Each request being denied because, it was where he worked. He was walking by the Hendrix household when he looked up into it. After pondering his thoughts he realized why he was intrigued by it. His old classmate lives here.

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[sorry, had class...]

Addie got herself dressed and ready to go. She walked over and opened her window blind, sliding the window up slightly to let in a fresh breeze since the spring was just beginning. Down below she found a familiar face looking intriguingly at her family's estate and she chuckled lightly. She could barely remember his name - he was one of those guys that was flat out forbidden from ever dealing with her (according to her parents' wishes) and she had been a good girl about it. They had been high school students together. Seems like he hadn't done much else - she on the other hand was attending some classes and working under her mother under the family run business - because someday she would take over. She was so ready for the luxury of that life - although she lived quite luxuriously now.

Taylor continued to look it over for a few moments before his eyes made their way up and he noticed it. Taylor laughed slightly when he realized she had seen him. His hand raised and he waved at her.
When he raised his hand the jacket he wore had lifted just enough to reveal the modeling logo on his shirt. Not many people knew he was a model, which was surprising he had a shoot every other day, and was on numerous different brands. That's how he made money. Taylor had as much money as half the goons who lived in this part of the neighborhood. He just chose not to spend it like they did.

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Addie gasped a little when their eyes meet and she wished she hadn't been looking out the window at that time. Guys like him always brought trouble - and Addie knew to stay away. Still he waved to her and she couldn't just be rude, could she? She smiled lightly and waved to him, forgetting about who he was and just letting her eyes see him. She had never really looked at him before... He was cute. What was that logo? Modeling?
Should she go down there? No... She didn't need to cause more trouble for herself. But hey - she had to go out soon anyway.... She disappeared from the window and headed downstairs anyway.

When Addie disappeared from the window Taylor took the opportunity to check his phone and see if his agent had messaged him about upcoming shoots or the one he had just gone too. In high school Taylor definitely wasn't model material, but he had definitely gotten a lot more attractive. He had hit the gym, got some tattoos, and a car accident had to have surgery on his jaw which gave it it's perfect look. He had a few texts, some drone his agent, some from his gang buddies, and too many girls who hated him in high school, but now wanted to be all over him.

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Addie walked outside. Eager - not "eager", she told herself, but she was - to find out what he was doing around here. She had never messed with him in high school and she didn't want to mess with him now - but at least she could ask why he was standing outside of Her house so strangely. She sighed and crossed her arms, slowing down as she got to the porch so she didn't seem like she was intending to talk to him. She looked at him with raised eyebrows and sighed. "What are you doing out here?" She asked him, crossing her arms.

Taylor glanced up from his cell phone, sliding it into his back pocket. He walked up to the edge of her walkway, giving the girl a playful grin. "Just walking home from work." He unzipped his jacket and pointed at the modeling logo on his shirt. The logo was to the biggest modeling business in the state, they only hired the best of the best, and paid very well. "I had a shoot today, and since the building is here, I have to walk through this part of town to get home." Taylor said with a shrug. "I just recognized your house." He said politely.

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Addie rolled her eyes - of course, so typical. He was egotistical to say the least - the way he flashes a logo around like he was some high and mighty kind. She was rich and she didn't go around flaunting it, did she? Well... Maybe she did but she pretended she didn't. "And how would you remember my house - i don't think I've ever talked to you before in my life!" She said and shook Her head.

Taylor chuckled and grinned slightly. "Sophomore year. The senior prank was done on your house, me being the little shit I am, I helped out." He laughed at the memory, he had quite the time in high school, he didn't regret a bit of it. "The look on your dads face was totally worth the suspension." He said and zipped up his jacket. "And you have talked to me, maybe your memory is just bad." He said with a stupid look on his face. Taylor was too fun loving and bad boyish to mean anything rude by his words.

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Addie placed her hands on her hips. He wasn't getting on her good side anymore by talking about the prank. Oh she remembered the prank. Her dad was absolutely furious and her mother just about died when she saw. She let that go though. "Nope - pretty sure I've never talked to you... Don't worry, I would remember it by the intense loathing I have for you." Or maybe it was because he was sorta cute - and the only way to turn her affections away was to pretend there were no affections in the first place.

Taylor raised an eyebrow at her comment, shrugging his shoulders and smiling. "Well, sweetheart. How can you loathe someone you've never talked to?" He asked playfully. Taylor knew he was pushing buttons but he just wanted to have some fun with her. "It's not nice to hate someone you don't even know. That's prejudice." He said, mimicking her hands on hips posture. But he was grinning playfully from ear to ear, too much so to look so serious.

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He was being playful... Making it really hard to hate him. She had an easy heart most of the time - and a guy like that who just wouldn't let her words get to him... That was cute. She didn't want a bitch of a boyfriend who complained about every little thing! "It is not... I was just.." But she had no argument to that... Normally she was so good at witty responses. "Not like you're going to prove me wrong." She said playfully, wondering what he could respond to that!

Taylor bit his lip as he though over a response, he wasn't going to let her prove him wrong. He never let people prove him wrong. But, he couldn't solve this in his usual way of fighting. After a moment he grinned at his idea. "I could. But I mean, it's entirely up to you." Taylor knew exactly what he was saying, if he put the blame on her,she'd wanna prove him. Perfect. "I can prove you wrong, if you agree to spend the rest of the day with me." He said and shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, you don't have to, but then, how could I ever defend myself." He asked and smiled, running a hand through his gelled hair.

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Addie really thought she had him. He seemed confused for just a minute and she was proud that she got the bad boy to be all flustered. And then he spoke and she nearly choked on her tongue. There was no beating a bad boy at his own game, was there? She crossed her arms again and thought about his proposal. There couldn't be any harm in it... And she was still going to prove him wrong so why not? It was one day and she had enough self control that she would be fine. "Fine - only because I want to prove you wrong." She said, challenging him.

Taylor grinned deviously at her. Offering his hand out to her. I'm a mockingly gentlemanly fashion. "Alright, madam, let us go!" He exclaimed. Taylor was having fun with the deal. But running through his mind were different ideas of multiple 'dates' that he could take her on to impress the girl. He really did wanna prove her wrong, not just to be right, but hey she was attractive and seemed like a fun girl to be with.

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Addie sighed and nodded her head. She took his hand and winced a little as she did so, pretending as if she didn't like it - the more she turned him away, the better she would be to keep him away. "I don't think you'll be able to prove me wrong at all." She said seriously. Maybe it was a slight playful challenge - and she shouldn't be encouraging him.. But oh well - she was throwing caution to the wind for now.

Taylor stuck his tongue out at her. "Oh shush. You're gonna have fun." He teased and walked with her towards the gates, once there he thee them open and walked over to his red motorcycle. He walked over and grabbed a helmet handing it to Addie. "Sweetheart you're about to go on the ride of your life." He said and grinned at her, swinging his leg over the motocucle he turned it on and was revving the engine. When Addie got on and held onto him he took off. Taylor was speeding through the streets. Taking hard turns and running lights. He loved the adrenaline and the feeling of the wind through his hair. After a little bit Taylor pulled up to the local fair and parked in front. He hopped off and offered his arm to her again. "Ready?" He asked with a soft, welcoming smile.

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