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Post by Grey Reynolds on Aug 4, 2007 21:21:18 GMT -5
It was a little colder today than it had been the past few, but that didn't stop students from leaving the school. The sky was dismal, clouds hid the sun from the world. The weather was just like his name...Grey. Grey Reynolds, the quiet, cute guy that most people didn't think much of. Or thought too much of.
Grey had many dark secrets, though. Secrets he didn't intend to EVER share. Like how his father abused him, or how his step-mothers treated him terribly, or how his step-siblings walked all over him. He hated his homelife...and going to this school was the only way he could get away from it. Ever since he was a kid, he had to go from home to home. He always liked his mom, but he wanted to protect her from everything instead of her protecting him. But these were the sorts of things that Grey could never share.
Hands shoved in his pockets, staring at the ground, kicking his feet. He found a stump close by the Old shack and sat on it as he waited for a certain someone to show up.
[[It's crappy. I'm not feeling creative. Sorry.]]
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Post by Amelia James on Aug 4, 2007 21:37:59 GMT -5
Amelia James has her arms folded across her chest as she walked outside. She was alittle chily in a thin quater sleeved shirt and jeans. Her long blonde hair was pulled to the side and she was wearing a little more make up then usual. She smirked as she neared the Old Shack.
Grey Reynolds, her current boy toy had asked her to meet him there. She liked to mess with him of course... hence the word toy. She was a little confusing to him, but it all made sense to her... She saw him stting on a stump and she smirked. She went over and smiled.
"Mind if I sit here?" She asked, pointing to his legs. She would sit on his lap randomly for the hell of it. She waited for his answer.
{tis ok. Mine's not much better}
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Post by Grey Reynolds on Aug 4, 2007 21:57:57 GMT -5
He saw her nearing, and swallowed hard. Why is it that she always looked amazing? She swayed her hips just perfectly, and had just the right bounce for her blonde hair to look like a halo. He was so wrapped up in watching her walk that he didn't notice she's stopped, until she spoke and shook him from his trance, of types.
"No, not at all." he said, shaking his head and blinking a few times as she sat down.
He was about to ask, 'What are you doing here?' when he realized...it was for him.
"So, what do you feel like doing?" he said, the urge to kiss her growing inside as her glossy lips lay right infront of him.
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Post by Amelia James on Aug 4, 2007 23:03:23 GMT -5
Amelia smiled. She knew that look. He was just.. being Grey... like usual. That was how he was... watching her every move like she was an angel. She felt like one around him too. She felt like she was the only girl in the world... She smiled a little more.
"Good." She said. She sat on his lap and smiled, playing with his semi long hair. She smiled and kissed his forehead. She bit her lip and shrugged. "I dunno. What do you feel like doing?" She asked.
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Post by Grey Reynolds on Aug 4, 2007 23:15:02 GMT -5
She was frazzling his mind. How dare she play with his hair and kiss his forehead while talking to him, she ought to know he was too ADD for that! He chuckled a nervous laugh and cleared his throat, remembering where he was and who he was with, and that he was infact with her and not just watching from afar.
"Oh, em...I was thinking we could...go inside the shack." he said.
His intention of bringing her here was to take her inside, her to get scared and cling to him and then him therefore becoming the more together of the two. But no. That probably wouldn't work. Naturally, Ami was the one that always had it together, and Grey was left to be the lost one. He couldn't keep his mind straight when he was around her, and on one side it was nice but on the other, he didn't like feeling out of control. He was normally such a calm and collective person. He didn't understand.
"You want to?" he asked.
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Post by Amelia James on Aug 4, 2007 23:25:34 GMT -5
Ami bit her lip and looked at him. Sure, she was usually calm and collected, but she was deathly afraid of ghosts. She saw that it was kinda the point why Grey brought her there. She was supposed to play silly little girl and cling to him every second. She smiled. That was what he wanted... so that was what he was going to get.
"I dunno... Will the ghosts get me?" She asked, playing scared. Yeah, she was playing into his arms and into his plan, but that was ok. He was her boy toy and deserved a little fun once in a while. She bit her lip and it made her look that much sexier. It was a subconscience thing, but it made her look like that none the less
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Post by Siouxsie Lawrence on Aug 4, 2007 23:35:10 GMT -5
[[Sorry, I'm doing some stuff on this sn and I'm too lazy to switch.]]
She bit her lip and he just stared.
"Oh yeah, they'll jump right out and scare you to death." he said, slightly sarcastic. "You're a witch, aren't you used to ghosts by now?" he laughed, smiling at her and starting tostand up, before he realized she was sitting on his lap. He blinked. "You ready to go?"
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Post by Jolie le Crosse de Luc on Aug 4, 2007 23:42:30 GMT -5
{yeah...I'm too lazy to switch accounts too}
Amelia shrugged as she got off of his lap. "You know, not all ghosts are nice." She said. She smiled and took Grey's hand. "When you are." She said. She waited for him to lead her, like she was used to.
{lordy lord... very short}
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Post by Grey Reynolds on Aug 5, 2007 0:15:52 GMT -5
He took her hand and led her into the creaky building. Cobwebs and dust was everywhere. He squeezed her hand and turned to face her, smiling, and leaning in to give her a kiss.
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Post by Amelia James on Aug 5, 2007 0:25:41 GMT -5
Ami smiled as they went into the shack. She smiled even more as he leaned in to kiss her. She met him in the middle and kissed him, smiling behind it. This was what she was expecting. This was why he was her boy toy... She loved the way he would just... kiss her at the most random times in the most random places.
As she parted from his lips, she smirked. "Now I see what you're doing." She said, kissing him again.
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Post by Grey Reynolds on Aug 5, 2007 0:31:14 GMT -5
"Oh do you?" he kissed her back, his hand going up to her cheek and cupping it, taking a step closer to her and putting his other hand on her waist. "Then I guess my plan failed." He kissed alittle more, and smiled at her. "You scared yet?"
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Post by Amelia James on Aug 5, 2007 0:42:51 GMT -5
Amelia smiled as he cupped her cheek and moved closer. Another thing she loved was being that close... and he was always the one to move all that closer. She kissed him as he kissed her again. She nodded. "So scared." She moved a little closer. "You have to save me, Grey." She whispered, kissing him again.
[omg... no muse]
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