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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 17:48:34 GMT -5
He looked at her and playfully h it her with trhe towel that was once around his waist. "Well you may not care for your guys to look beautiful.. but I do my best to look beautiful everyday" He slipped his hand through his hair pushing it back. HE was just playing, a way of flirting actually.
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 17:54:52 GMT -5
Emily turned on her heal, facing the boy again. She laughed when he hit her with the towel and shook her head slightly. Eyeing him up and down, she rose a brow. "Well, to be honest. I liked you in just the towel better." A grin came across her lips, showing she was mearly playing with him.
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 18:08:12 GMT -5
"Then you should have come earlier when I was in the shower.. to watch that towel slip on" He smirked and placed his bag ontop of his shoulder. "Actually you'd probably look so much better covered in water.." He retaliated to what she had said and gave a flirtatious smile.
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 18:13:19 GMT -5
Emily brought her hand up and snapped her fingers once, before bringing it down. "Damn, I should have explored earlier." A small pout came across her lips, as if she was increadibly disapointed. It disappeared though when she heard what he said. "Maybe sometime you'll get to see if that's true." |
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 18:17:30 GMT -5
"What would it take to see that sooner than later" He stood there watching her eyes. She had gorgeous eyes and goregous hair. His eyes kept to her face and didn't trail anywhere else. Til he moved his head and looked towards the entrance to the showers and then back to her.
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 18:28:21 GMT -5
Emily took a step closer to him; she wasn't increadibly close, but before she had been a bit far. "Honey, you're going to have to figure that out yourself. What fun would it be if I simply told you?" She asked him, raising her right brow ever so slightly. Her eyes met with his once again, the smirk slowly coming back to her pale pink lips. |
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 19:47:19 GMT -5
He smiled. "Your incredibly cute the way you do the thing you do" He grew closer to her till they could almost touch, the strap of the black back on his left shoulder. He looked her in the eye and then nudged his head towards the showers.
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 19:50:51 GMT -5
Emily smiled at his words, "What thing?" She asked, obviously clueless. As he came closer to her, she bit her lower lip for a moment before releasing it as he nudged his head toward the showers. She brought her lips over to his ear, before whispering in it softly. "I promise, it won't be that easy." Before she pulled her lips away, allowing them to glide acros his cheek before she went back to her regular position. |
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 19:58:31 GMT -5
He smiled as he fel chills on his back from her lips grazing across his cheek. "Oh. You are good.." He smirked and leaned in as if wanting to kiss her, but stopped himself and leaned back.
"Well I won't give up.. " He smirked and headed towards the locker room door and turned around. "Seeing we are both free people.. looking for something in Common" he was speaking on rleationship wise. "care to join me.. for some grub.." Grub being food, is what he meant. Waiting for a response Christopher stood there.
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 20:06:06 GMT -5
Emily flicked some of her hair back, as if she was some sort of snob. "Oh, I know. I know." As he leaned in and leaned back, Emily suddenly realized she had been holding her breath and sighed softly. "Good, because I don't want you too." She resonded. Emily's eyes followed him as he went to the door, though she didn't budge. She smiled at his offer and nodded, suddenly walking over to him. "Why, I would love to." |
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 20:14:23 GMT -5
He extended his hand out towards her, so she may grab it.IF she would then he would hold onto her hand and pull her forward to be lon level with him as they would walk off to get something to eat.
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 20:17:24 GMT -5
Emily took his hand in hers as he had extended his hand out toward her. "Just lead the way, sweetie." She said, walking over by his side, a smile on her face.
-are you going to start another thread? oooor... what?- |
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 20:20:22 GMT -5
HE wrinkled up his nose as she called him sweetie ." Is that really necessary" He smirked and placed his forehead against the side of her head with a pretend mad face as if he was saying grr or along those lines. Christopher led her out of the lockerroom, just intime too. The guys were starting to come in, luckly coach hadn't walked in yet. The guys gave that oh so known look.. as if syaing someone's getting some or you sly dog. He heard the coaches voice, but couldn't see him. He took her hand and dragged her into the gym, where a glass was going on..
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Post by Emily Coeur on Apr 11, 2007 20:27:25 GMT -5
Emily laughed and nodded some, "Yes, it is." She said, giggling as his forehead came against her cheek. As they walked she caught the glances of all the guys, a smirk came to her lips. As he took her into the gym, she looked up at him sideways, wondering exactly where he was really taking her. "Sweetie," She began, now knowing he didn't like it. "where are you taking me?" |
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 11, 2007 20:36:51 GMT -5
"Sorry .. about that if coach saw me with you.. he would make me do fifty laps.. or more.. You remember the entire I'm sick So I'm going lay down excuse I gave him.."
When she asked where he was taking her and she had once more said sweety, he squinched up his nose again. Though sooner than he thought he would grow to needing her hear her say that even though he didn't like it.
"We are going to the vending machine because thats all I can afford.." He smirked., as he cut through the gym to the room with vending machines, holding her hand still.
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