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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 10:59:24 GMT -5
It was night and he had invited his friends over to watch some films. Little did he know there was to be a set up. Instead of them all coming the guys dropped out with out telling him and told the girl who liked him about the gathering and that they were to be there. Instead only that girl would show up. Would he realize it to be set up?
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 11:51:36 GMT -5
One of Arty's 'guyfriends' had invited her over to his dorm, just to hang out, like they always did. Unfortunately for her, she didnt' realize that he was playing a very mean practical joke. Wearing right fitted jeans, her signature converse, and a beatles T-shirt, she walked into the guys dorm. She looked around for her friend, and soon realized that she was beign set up, as the only guy there, was some preppy popular football jerk. she saw him, and put her hands on her hips.
"Shit." she said, sighing...."I'm going to kill that (enter choice adjective here)" she muttered under breath. She looked at the guy, and crossed her arms over her chesst...."Hey..."
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 11:57:38 GMT -5
"Hey" He satid turning around, his hands going into his pockets. " YOu know this is just weird. I"ve never had a gathering flop like this before. Everyone was suppose to be here about ten minutes ago" He raised his wrist to look at the time to make sure he said the right amount of time. Then placed his hand back in his front pocket,
"Your Artemis right?" He paused, wishng it wasn't as awkward as it was. "You like the beatles" He said noticing her shirt. "A good choice.. right above AC/DC on my list"
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 12:11:25 GMT -5
"Hey" ... " YOu know this is just weird. I"ve never had a gathering flop like this before. Everyone was suppose to be here about ten minutes ago"
She smiled, and shook her head. "Dude, I think we got set up." she said simply...."Cuz, you're not the guy I was supposed to be meeting here." she lauged, and sat down on one of the couches in the dorm putting her feet on the coffee table.
"You like the beatles"
"Best band alive....well, sort of. Best band to every play. Thats better." she smirked, and crossed her arms over her chest
"A could choice.. right above AC/DC on my list"
She laughed, thikning he was kidding, then realized he wasn't.
"Oh, you're serious. I thought football guys like...rap and shit like that." she smirked, knowign she was beign stereotypical...
"Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey Satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey Momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell (Don't stop me) And I'm going down, all the way down I'm on the highway to hell "
She sang the lyrics of "Highway to Hell" under her breath
"Damn I wish I brought my guitar." she sighed...."Oh well....so, how did your friends manage to set you up?"
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 12:20:04 GMT -5
When she started to hum it he began to sing it out a little bit before he started. He was a musician, guitarest , a horrible singer but he tried.
"No actually i'm not that stuck up either" He commented back as if knowing she was thinking that. "But I could possibly get a temper over nothing if you want me to" He smirked and watched her feet recline on the coffee table. When she mentioned the guitar he looked at her and thought for a moment.
"Rap is okay.. but I like techno more than anything"
"If you put your feet down I'll let you see mine.." He had two guitars, one was his baby and the other he basicly let anyone handle. He walked over to the closet, inside on a stand was one guitar. Then there was a hard case that contained his personal use guitar which happened to be acoustic electric. the one on the stand was acoustic.
"Tpp answer you other question.. I have no idea.. mabe its not a set up.. maybe they are just late."
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 12:29:12 GMT -5
"No actually i'm not that stuck up either"
"I never said you were stuck up." she smirked, and looked at him..."But most of...your kind. Are."
"But I could possibly get a temper over nothing if you want me to"
"Hey, chill there jockboy, no need to get angry..." she smiled, realizing she still didnt' know his name..."I don't know your name..." she said suddenly..
"If you put your feet down I'll let you see mine.."
She looked at him surprised...."Are you sure you're a jock?" she asked, smirking....."Cuz you sure as hell dont' act it...."
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 12:36:21 GMT -5
"Around them I act a little different I admit.. but they know me.. the badest thing 've ever done was have a glass of alcohol...."
"The name is Christopher Daea.. " the name ocould be familiar to her because his cousin who he lived with ent to the schol. She was ian artsy person, with a love for music , dance and cheer. Like Chris his cousin Nancy-Drew wasn;t stuck up. She was too afraid to go out and do what she loved because she didn't want to gain that title.
He took out the acoustic guitar and brang it over to her. "Your feet" He implied. " I'm not really a Jock just popular.. Football is okay.. but I love music and I love soccer.. I play for a local team you should come to a match sometime hang out with us so called Jocks.. now Jeremy you have to watch out for.. he will flirt with anything that has breasts.."
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 12:51:48 GMT -5
"Around them I act a little different I admit.. but they know me.. the badest thing 've ever done was have a glass of alcohol...."
"Why? Why do you have to act differetnly around your friends? If they're your friends, they won't care...." she was always confused about why people changed for friends..."The most you've ever done is have a drink?" she giggled lightly...."Wow, you are a wicked prude compared to me..."
"The name is Christopher Daea.. "
"Chris......" she said simply, thinking....."Yeah, you look like a chris."
"Your feet"
"What? Oh..." she laughed, not realizing her feet were still on the table...."sorry.."
" I'm not really a Jock just popular.. Football is okay.. but I love music and I love soccer.. bI play for a local team you should come to a match sometime hang out with us so called Jocks.. now Jeremy you have to watch out for.. he will flirt with anything that has breasts.."
"Well, you sort of shattered that stereotype." she smiled, running a hand through her auburn hair...."Soccer? As long as its not football or wrestiling, i'm in." she sighed, this wasnt' as awkward as she thought...."So, jermemy, thats the typical jock? he's the one I need to stay away from? You're not like him?"
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 12:55:08 GMT -5
HE smirked with a light laugh at her last words.
...."So, jermemy, thats the typical jock? he's the one I need to stay away from? You're not like him?"
"Yea " He handed her the guitar and looked her in the eyes as he did so, then looked away. " Excepct on my flirtatious days.. but I'd have to be a lone with the girl to flirt that way..Don't know why.. just feels more comfortable."
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 12:58:51 GMT -5
"Yea "
She smiled, as his eyes locked on hers. She usually had trouble looking people in teh eye, but didnt' with him. She looked away as he did, blushing slightly, and glad that her hair covered her face.
" Excepct on my flirtatious days.. but I'd have to be a lone with the girl to flirt that way..Don't know why.. just feels more comfortable."
"Is today one of those days?" she asked quietly, taking the guitar from him, her hand lightly brushing his, sending a shiver down her spine
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 13:01:58 GMT -5
"I don't know, should it be.." He looked at her hand that brushed against his and then into her eyes as he stood across from her on the otherside of the coffee table. He looked at her fingers caress the strings.
"How long have you played?"
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 13:10:13 GMT -5
"I don't know, should it be.."
"You're acting like it is.." she smiled, looking down at the guitar. Her hair fell lightly in her face, and her fingers caressed the guitar strings. she reached around her neck, and pulled a necklace off, with a guitar pick on it.
"How long have you played?"
"Years and years..." she smiled, and started to play quietly, singing to match.
"Black bandanna, sweet Louisiana robbing on a bank in the state of Indiana She's a runner, rebel and a stunner Coming every way saying baby whatcha gonna Cooking down the barrel of a hop and a forty five
Just another way to survive"
She looked up at him, her eyes glitining
She smiled
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 13:18:21 GMT -5
He smile an allowed her to play. He was from Louisiana, he loved any song that contianed something about Louisiana. His eyes went across her fingers to her lips and then eyes.
"No.. if I wanted to flirt.. He said he was siting on the coffe table looking to her. At the same time time as he spoke he took the guitar and placed it behind him on the coffee table.
"I would first tell you how beautiful you are.. and original.. and by just meeting you I've already know in ways you think such about jocks.. and music. Then I would lean over" Which he did as he spoke, "and whisper" He whispered in her ear. "shh before blowing in your ear" Which he then did.
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Apr 10, 2007 13:34:32 GMT -5
((wow....lol))
"No.. if I wanted to flirt.." ..... "I would first tell you how beautiful you are.. and original.. and by just meeting you I've already know in ways you think such about jocks.. and music. Then I would lean over" ... "and whisper" ... "shh before blowing in your ear"
Artemis shivered lightly as he got closer, and closer, whispering in her ear. She didnt' really know how to react to this. He wasn't.....her type, at all, and she wasn't his, but it worked for some reason. She swallowed, and turned to face him, their faces almost touching....
"Just like that?" she asked quietly, breathliy, her hand tracing a line on his cheek...
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Post by Christopher Daea on Apr 10, 2007 13:41:37 GMT -5
(if only something like that would actually happen)
"Just.. like .. that" His heart was racing a little as he spoke in the same whisper. His hand moved up ro get a hold of her fingers that were tracing his face. He looked her in the eyes then the nose, and for a glimpse of a second her lips as hiis lips went towards hiers, his feet went off the ground. His kneecaps were on either side of her lap as he sat up on his knees, keeping his posture tall so he could look down at her. ONce he kie kissed her. Her backed his head up and looked to her for a moment as if to say stop. He kissed her again and on the third or fourth kiss his lap fell into her lap as he sat in a stradling position. Keeping his weight on his knees instead of her.
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