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Post by sapphire khloe madison on Sept 20, 2010 9:05:43 GMT -5
Jacob had just asked her out. That was so stupid. It was the stupidest thing she had ever heard. What was even stupider though was that Saffie was actually considering it. She knew she shouldn't. What was she thinking? Dating an emo kid that annoyed her one minute and then was a shy thing the next. He'd drive her crazy, and her reputation would be ruined if anyone found out. Yet... she'd never wanted a guy before. At least, not past physical. With Jacob there was something else. Something she couldn't grasp or figure out what it was, but it was a something that made her want to say yes to him asking her out. She felt so torn. She couldn't be considering this. He couldn't even charm her well with a romantic or cheesy line. He didn't have a clue. He probably wasn't a good lover either. He would probably take her on the worst date ever.
That was when an idea popped into her head. She could let him take her on one date, and then when it was an absolute bore and disaster she could walk away with ease. It was highly unlikely he'd take her on a romantic date or do anything she'd enjoy. She could let him fail, show herself that she was just being stupid and needed to get more vitamins in her system. It would be easy and no one would get hurt. It would just prove they were two different people. Too different. Plus she wouldn't end up being the bad guy. It was perfect. Jacob would be able to get on with his life with a single happy memory of being with a popular girl too. It was a winw in all around. Running a hand through her luxurious ebony hair she glanced at her feet before looking up at him.
"One date. Okay?"
( ooc: sorry its short =/ i hate myself. i didn't have much to work with though... next post will be better! )
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Post by jacob dylan hart on Sept 20, 2010 14:56:28 GMT -5
 Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
(Your words aren't making sense)
AND I WAS TAKEN, BUT YOU WERE WAITING ONE MORE DRINK AND I'M CONVINCED- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jacob was really thinking that she wouldn't say yes, since she didn't seem to like him, even if she did kiss him. That didn't mean much now, he wasn't sure if she would even want to go out with him. And yet, he felt that she would say yes. Somehow, he was contradicting himself over and over again. He didn't have a clue what to do with himself and he just waited, waiting for her to reject him. Or accept it. He wasn't sure.
He heard her answer and he felt bad suddenly, like he was sorta forcing her. "I mean, if you want to... no one has to know that way you're popularity doesn't go down the drain or anything...'' he said. He didn't know if she was just playing with him or not, but he would at least try to be good enough to show her that he wasn't what everyone thought he was. He was much more then the shy emo that people thought he was. He was sweet, and he was romantic if he tried hard enough. Though that was a challenge since he never actually had a girlfriend before.
"Is there a particular place you would like to go or anything?" he asked after a moment. He would love to know if she would like to go to the movies, or a nice dinner or something. He didn't really know. It was up to her, and if she wanted him to pick, then he would just have to do a little research and find out somewhere they could go or something like that.
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(W O R D S ! ?) i dunno
(S T A T U S ! ?) FINISHED!?
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Post by sapphire khloe madison on Sept 21, 2010 7:49:40 GMT -5
"Look, I said I'd go on a date with you. If you keep asking girls after you ask them out if they're sure then they're going to walk away."
She spoke firmly. She was more angry that he was making this even harder for her. Saffie was torn between going with her desires right now and being with him, or abandoning him for her popularity. Him or popularity. Before today she would have said it was the easiest choice in the world. She would have chosen popularity with ease and just walked away laughing. She wasn't laughing now though and the choice wasn't that easy either. Maybe for a while they could date secretly and she could keep her popularity. Deep down though she knew sooner or later they would be found out, her cowgirl secret would come out, and life as she knew it would be over. She'd end up on the loser table for lunch just like Jacob. The girl she was before today said it was the worst thing that could happen ever. However, a part of her today... well, she thought it wouldn't be so bad ending up at the loser table with Jacob. At least she'd have him...
"You can decide on the date. Just text me or call me when its set."
With that she rummaged in her handbag, pulled out an eyeliner pencil, and then lifted up his shirt. After all he needed her number and she didn't want anyone to see it. The less questions asked the better. She really didn't want to have to be forced to admitting she liked Jacob. She didn't even know how she had developed feelings for him. Maybe it was because he had gotten under her skin with both his ass side and shy side? They both did annoy her. Why though? Then it hit her. She knew he could be more. Better. Damn it to hell. She thought as she wrote her number onto his chest. She then pulled his shirt back down to hide it and stuffed her eyeliner pencil back into her handbag. In a wierd mixed up way it almost felt like Shakespeare's story of Romeo and Juliet. Two worlds. Two lovers. She was screwed wasn't she?
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Post by jacob dylan hart on Sept 21, 2010 15:09:16 GMT -5
Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
(Your words aren't making sense)
AND I WAS TAKEN, BUT YOU WERE WAITING ONE MORE DRINK AND I'M CONVINCED- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jacob nodded at her words. he knew that she was right, and he knew that if he did it again she would slap him. And then his whole face would be red again and he didn't want that at all. He looked at her and just nodded again. "Yeah..I guess so." Jake said softly, mostly to himself and he wasn't sure that it came out more the a mumble for anyone else. He chewed on his lip for a moment, just wondering what exactly he was going to do now. Her answer to him made him think more.
What exactly was he going to do now? He wasn't sure what he was going to do for their date, how did he know she wasn't going to just ditch him? But for some reason, he didn't think that she would. He felt like she wasn't going to leave and lie to him, but that they would actually go out. Of course he was sure that she would never want to go out in public where people could actually see them. But then he wasn't sure. Of course she was going to make him pick were they went Great. Just Great.
He looked at her like she was insane as she tried to write on his stomach. He looked down at her, as the pale scars on his stomach were shown to the girl now. Great. This was just embarrassing. He tried so hard to keep his scars hidden, most of the from the crash a few years ago, but the ones on his wrists were new. He never wanted anyone to see any of the scars or anything. He pulled his shirt down after she let go of his shirt and he didn't look at her after that. He wasn't sure what she was going to say about the scars, and he wasn't sure if he wanted her to see any more of them. He didn't like that, his pale long fingers playing with the bottom of his shirt.
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(W O R D S ! ?) i dunno
(S T A T U S ! ?) FINISHED!?
(L I S T E N I N G T O ! ?) all time low playlissst! (:
(O U T F I T ! ?)hereee!!!
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Post by sapphire khloe madison on Sept 21, 2010 17:11:29 GMT -5
Saffie had noticed Jacob tense up when she had lifted up his shirt. She hd also noticed the scars. Well, they had just seemed like the usual to her. After all she had gotten her fair share of cuts, bruises, and other scars during her early life on the ranch so it didn't bother her one bit. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary for her. It seemed to bother him though. For some reason that bothered her too. She had no idea how he got all the scars but she assumed, unfortunately, it was from bullying. She forced herself not to feel guilty though. She rarely ever got physical with her abuse. It was only when someone really hurt her that she got physical. Most of her abuse was just verbal. People knew better then to get in her way now though so she didn't really have to do any abuse lately. Lifting up her own shirt she pointed out several scars on her hips, stomach, and then her legs too.
"Look, I'm going to tell you something I never want you to repeat. Before my parents got rich... I lived on a ranch on the other side of town. Yes, I was a cowgirl. I was... well, I guess a pretty good one. But the point is I got my fair share of scars and such from working cattle, riding, and other stuff. You don't need to hide your scars or anything else from me. Honestly, its all a part of life. Everyone gets their scars. Some just hide them with make-up."
Stepping forward she brushed her fingers over his before taking his hands into hers. It was almost cute the way he had been playing with the bottom of his shirt. She wished he'd get over his shyness though. She was sure, or maybe she desperately hoped, there was a confident charming guy underneath just waiting to get out and pounce. Maybe she'd get lucky. Who knows. All she knew right then, despite the annoyance, was that she wanted to kiss him again. God, she was so screwed and so was her popularity. Especially if someone found out. Sighing deeply she leaned up and pressed her plush lips against his again. Maybe he was a druggie and he had heroin on his lips? Maybe that was why she was becoming so stupidly addicted to him. At least, Saffie hoped that. The only other explanation was that she really liked him. Maybe even falling for him which was extremely scary.
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Post by jacob dylan hart on Sept 21, 2010 19:10:24 GMT -5
Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
(Your words aren't making sense)
AND I WAS TAKEN, BUT YOU WERE WAITING ONE MORE DRINK AND I'M CONVINCED- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jacob was completely sure that she realized that he tensed up when she had pulled his shirt up. He didn't like that the crash actually ruined his body, ruined that he could never actually look good without a shirt, he would just always just have to wear shirt. He didn't know what he would Sapphire would say if she saw his back. He would probably break down if anyone saw the scars. He hated them, he hated himself to be honest. He listened to her talk, and he couldn't help but not feel that bad for her. She at least wasn't picked on anymore, and now she had everything she ever wanted. He didn't.
"At least you can pull them off and don't have the metal scars from what happened. A few years ago, i was a freshman, and i was with older brother Xavier, and someone cut us off on the road at night, and well. the car rolled over and then hit a tree. The car actually set on fire from what I'm told. I actually was in a coma afterwords while my brother ended up dying from the burns and the tree smashing into him. I shouldn't be here. but cause of him i am. And he isn't..he was probably the only person in this town who actually liked me and didn't pick on me..."
He said softly, looking down at his feet playing with his shirt again. he sniffled a little bit, however he didn't cry, not do anything else to show that it actually hurt a lot to talk about it. he curled his fingers around her hand when she took his hand away from his shirt and he looked at her. He didn't say anything for a moment, and then she pressed her lips against his. He kissed her back and moved his other hand away from his shirt and pulled her closer to him, his arm snaking around her waist. He held the kiss for a moment longer before pulling away. He didn't pull away or anything, and he just looked down at her, his pale blue eyes watching her. "If you want. We don't need anyone to know about this. I won't tell anyone about your past either. You have my word. Even if the date doesn't go well, i won't tell. I promise..." he said to her, looking at her again.
He kissed the top of her head before he leaned on the wall and held her to his body, but loose enough that if she didn't like it, she could push him away.
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(W O R D S ! ?) i dunno
(S T A T U S ! ?) FINISHED!?
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Post by sapphire khloe madison on Sept 22, 2010 13:44:14 GMT -5
His brother died? Great. How was she supposed to cheer him up now? Of course Saffie felt sorry for him. She did. However if she was going to fix him then dwelling on the past and his bullying wasn't going to help. His emo look however did make more sense now. Plus that disgusting lip piercing. She couldn't relate to loosing a sibling, unfortunately she still had hers, but it must have been hard for him to get through. She noticed how he sniffed and looked so much like a child when he talked about what happened. It was her job to make him a man and leave the boy behind. At least, that was what Saffie thought anyway. He was her little project now after all. If she could bring back his brother she would but that was impossible. No one could do that.
She couldn't help but moan deeply as he kissed her back and snaked an arm around her waist. He was really getting good at the dominance thing. She felt her back against the wall again. She liked his body pressing up against hers. He was definately stronger then he looks. She cupped his cheeks during the end of the kiss before he pulled away. She looked up at him, unable to stop herself smiling, as her hands dropped down to cup his hips. She listened as he spoke noticing he was being really considerate of her popularity. It was rather sweet. A guy as low in the food chain as him would be expected to exploit a relationship with a popular girl. It would have been expected he would shout it out from the rooftops. He was doing his best though to make sure no one ever found out about them for her benefit. It was really nice. She couldn't help but smile softly as he kissed the top of her forehead.
"Your getting better with the dominance thing. You know, your brother isn't the only one that likes you. Even if your parents don't, which I'm sure they do, I like you. By the way, you don't need to hide your scars from me. Honestly, they are a part of you now, and besides, I think scars show experience. Sure, it might not be all from good experiences, but... the scars on you... On your chest... I think they're sexy in a way. Not in the I'm an asshole way for saying it though."
She really didn't want him to think she was an asshole for saying the scars he had gotten from the crash and bullying as sexy. She just wanted to cheer him up. She wanted him to feel good about himself. She wanted to help give him his self esteem and confidence back. Lifting her hand she caressed his cheek a little before pressing a soft kiss to his lips and then his right cheek.
"You know, you can be really sweet."
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Post by jacob dylan hart on Sept 22, 2010 14:11:51 GMT -5
Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
(Your words aren't making sense)
AND I WAS TAKEN, BUT YOU WERE WAITING ONE MORE DRINK AND I'M CONVINCED- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - She was quiet for a bit after he said what happened to him and his brother and he wasn't completely sure that telling he was a good idea. It was probably a very bad idea, but what could he do, he couldn't take the words back now. It was to late to change it now anyway. Oh well. He didn't want to know what she was thinking. She was probably thinking about how bad it must have been to be him, his brother died, him still completely in pain from the crash and being picked on. Sure it was terrible, but Jake went through it, not telling anyone about how he felt about his brother's death or anything like that.
He couldn't help but smile when she moaned int he kiss. He took him but surprise a bit, but he liked it all the same. he held her firmly to his chest and kissed her, quite happy with the situation that they were in. They were skipping class, kissing in the courtyard with no one around to see them, or even yell at them. Would they get written up for skipping class? Maybe. Would it be worth it? Completely. He would however, try his best to make sure that she still had her life, and wouldn't loose her popularity just because of him. Of course, he would change a bit for her. His hair and his lip rings he could change, his shy personality would need a lot of work though. He smiled at her when she spoke to him.
"Parents don't count. They are never really home anyway." He paused for a moment "I don't know. I've never really let anyone see them.. and i really don't know about them sexy.. but they are on you..you know..probably.. not that I'm thinking about...you know what? I'm just going to shut up now before you slap me." he said. He tried so hard not to sound like a perverted guy, but it was really hard not to for what he was trying to spit out of his mouth.
he smiled at her when she kissed him and he looked down at her as she said he was sweet. "I know i am.. I'm probably a bit to nice to people. but I'm sure you can be sweet to. And are you sure you want me to pick were we go? I don't want you to think i'm lame or anything..." he said softly. He pressed his lips to hers again, not really giving her any time to answer his question.
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(W O R D S ! ?) i dunno
(S T A T U S ! ?) FINISHED!?
(L I S T E N I N G T O ! ?) all time low playlissst! (:
(O U T F I T ! ?)hereee!!!
(N O T E S ! ?) rawwr
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Post by sapphire khloe madison on Sept 22, 2010 17:46:54 GMT -5
"I only slapped you when you said bad things about me. I won't slap you for a compliment. Even a sexual one. Besides, I like it. Well, I'd like it more without the stuttering and some confidence, but yeah, its fine."
Saffie responded, a soft smile on her face although a small tinge of red, from a blush, creapt onto her cheeks. She couldn't help it. She liked compliments, cheesy lines, and well... kinky things. She liked it when a guy grabbed her on the ass ( well as long as its from a guy she likes ), being manhandled, and she had always wanted to be thrown over a man's shoulder. She wasn't exactly a delicate flower. The rougher the better in her opinion. Even though she had never actually done anything with a boy. Well, besides kissing Jacob. He would need a lot of confidence to do the things she liked. Still, he had pinning her up against the wall dominantely down. Maybe there was hope for him yet. Maybe in time he would be exactly what the doctor ordered. She rather did hope that was the case.
"Yes, I'm sure. I want you to pick and plan everything. I want to be surprised."
She responded. Maybe planning the date would make him more masculine and give him some confidence. She hoped so. he was second guessing himself all over the place.
"Oh, and if you second guess yourself again, I will slap you. You need to be a man. You need to make decisions. Your not a puppy and I'm not your master."
Saffie spoke in a firm tone but it was also friendly. After all she didn't want to reprimand him or make him feel bad. It was just a pointer. Then again she guessed he didn't want to be bullied any more, and she was trying to help. To some it might not look it but she really was trying to help. She let her hands run up his arms and cup his shoulders before she loosely wrapped her arms around his neck. She loved his eyes. She couldn't stop staring into them. She knew she shouldn't enjoy this so much but she did. She was glad though he was okay with keeping this a secret. She didn't want to be the bad guy forcing him to keep it a secret because she was ashamed of him. She wasn't ashamed of him. Not in the least. She just liked her popularity. It was safe being popular, and she didn't get hurt being popular. Honestly, what she feared most was getting hurt. She didn't want to end up being bullied which she knew would happen if her past was found out.
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