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Ruby & Jessica
(Alright, see you!)"One hundred percent." She said, chuckling. Her bangs fell into her face so she pushed them behind her ear, making it look like she was parting them to the side.
"So, is yours good?" She asked, reaching for a napkin to dab some from her chin. Sherbet melted fast. "Mine is."
She wiped the ice cream from her chin and shook her head. "None. Sometimes I wish I had one, but other times not so much. I don't think I could manage it."She liked her cone again, shivering. "Do you?"
Poinsette took the jacket and slipped her arms through, the sleeves hanging down inches past her fingertips.She questioned how he could bite into ice cream without dying of brain freeze, but then she watched his lips and tongue move before looking up back at his eyes.
"Oh, cool." She said simply, smiling. The jacket was baggy on her, and she closed her eyes to enjoy it.
She opened her eyes again slightly, staring at him from under her eyelashes. The smile he was giving her made her heart pound in her chest so hard she was afraid it would burst or something.She slid her hand a few inches over, her hand grasping his larger one. She smiled slightly.
Something about this made her nervous, but it was the good kind.
((it's okay!))Her cheeks flushed a dark shade of red, and she nodded. "Y-yeah."
Her icecream was mostly gone, so she threw the cone in the trash and turned back towards him, the sleeves hanging by her sides. Her face was still colored, in fact, in hadn't receded at all. "You ready?"
She clicked her seatbelt secure, and turned towards him, her face still pink. "We could go to-" She almost said we could go to my house but she realized it would sound strange, so she just shrugged, embarrassed. Her hand was still on his so she raised it to her lips, kissing his knuckles.
Oh, no. That was weird.
She pulled her face away.
Her gaze traveled from his lips and back up to his eyes, her face was on fire, and she felt like any minute she'd burst into flames."Okay." She said, nodding slightly, her fingertips grazing his cheek.
"Okay." She said, her heart pounding so hard she could hardly get anything else out.She opened the door, rolling up the jacket sleeves, and got out, waiting for him to come around. Her cheeks were warm.
She listened for any sounds of other people in the dark house. "Maybe they're sleeping?" She suggested, trying to ease her nerves.
((I've got to go to bed, since I almost passed out this morning I was so tired. Be on tomorrow! c:))
"Family friend?" she chuckled, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles, the ones she'd kissed before. She just liked touching him, no matter how small it was. Her lips turned up in the corners.Her lips still tingled from the moment in the car, and she tried to shake it off, to bring herself back to the present, but she couldn't.
She chuckled, shaking her head playfully. If it weren't for Aine, she'd be grossed out by the sight of his room, but hers was almost the same. Clothes everywhere. Hardly any space to walk."Shame, shame." She cooed, running a hand through her hair.
She spotted the skateboard propped against the wall, and looked up at him. I swear, I'm going to break my neck just making eye contact with these people.
"You skateboard?"
She laughed out loud for a moment, but her heart had started pounding in her chest. Poinsette sat down beside him, tracing the lines on his palm in silence. She hoped this wouldn't be considered weird, but she didn't know what to do. Or say.
Putting hardly any thought into it, she tilted his chin towards her and pulled his head down gently, kissing the area just below his lips gently.
Her face turned pink quickly, but she tried her best to ignore it.
She smiled at him, her face more red, probably, than it had been all night. He could probably feel her heart pounding against her chest they were so close, and just acknowledging it made her blush even harder."sorry," she said, "for scaring you like that. I just, I.."
She trailed off, looking up at him again.
She didn't know what to say, so she fiddled with his fingers for a moment, thinking."I just.." she traced a straight line down the back of his hand. "I just really, really wanted to kiss you. Because I like you a lot."
She mentally cheered herself on for not stuttering.
((it's alright! c:))She leaned into his hand, one of hers pushed against his chest, and the other resting limply on his knee. After a moment, she moved her head closer to his again, kissing him softly on the lips, smiling slightly.
"Sorry," she said, breaking away.
She smiled lightly, her nose brushing his slightly. "You're going to be so surprised," She said sarcastically, putting her hand on his shoulder. "but neither have I."
She was almost certain he could feel her heart beating against him, but she tried not to think about it. She felt almost at home as she ran a hand through his hair, comfortable.
It felt like her heart was beating almost erratically now, and her face flushed a darker shade of red."Logan." She said softly, goosebumps appearing all over her skin.
((AGH, I hate language homework. I take French and it's so boring!))"No," She reassured him, kissing his cheek lightly, so much so that she hardly brushed his skin. "That was nice."
Leaning her head down, she kissed his lips again, and not very lightly.
((Mine is so mean, so i feel ya lol.))"Okay," She said, raising her arms and stretching. Although she was a bit disappointed, she was also thankful for the time she spent alone with him as well.
She shrugged off his jacket and placed it around his shoulders, chuckling, kissing his forehead gently.
She looked down, uncertainly. "Are you sure? I don't want to wear out my welcome or anything like that."Her lips felt warm and comfortable, but there was still a faint buzzing and she loved it. She stretched again, making those weird stretching noises and yawning, although she wasn't tired. Maybe she'd forgotten to breathe within the last few minutes.
Her lips turned up in the corners, slightly, although the thought of meeting his parents made her nervous. She laid her head on his shoulder. "Is this okay?"
She smiled into his shoulder, the thought of going home to a completely empty house almost foreign to her."Thank you," She said softly. "For tonight, I mean."
Lifting her head up, she stared into his eyes for a moment, before leaning in to kiss his lips again, just for a few seconds, before nuzzling her face in his neck again, silent.
"No, not tomorrow. Tomorrow's Sunday." She laughed quietly.
She got on her knees and slid onto the floor, stumbling a bit on all the stuff on the carpet. She stepped over to the path he'd made earlier and chuckled.
"Good evening, Mrs. Hales. And Mr. Hales." She was growing more nervous by the second, even though she knew, since they were his parents, they were bound to be nice. "It's nice to meet you. My name is Poinsette Melle." She hoped they didn't notice how her hair was slightly disheveled, or how flushed her cheeks still were. She gave them a bright smile, one that she hardly gives.
((Bye!!))
She smiled back, her eyes filled with happiness and mostly content. She had no idea what was happening now. Was she going home, or...what?"So," She said, unknowing of how she should continue the sentence.
It didn't take long for her to answer. The look in his eyes did it, and after being with someone she liked for this long, she didn't want to go home alone. "Okay." She said, wrapping her arms around his torso. "I will. If your parents won't care."((ugh, i gotta go to bed. i'll be on tomorrow! c:))
She crawled in beside him, her nose only about an inch away from his. Lying side by side, she realized how big their height difference was."I have a question," she said simply. "why are you so tall?"
She rolled her eyes playfully. She actually liked his height, she was just teasing.
((alright fr fr i'm gone this time))
She flushed a light shade of pink, pressing her hand against his cheek gently to deepen the kiss. Her legs tangled with his, and she detached after a few seconds. She stared into his eyes, just taking them in, before smiling and pressing his lips against his again. The happiness she was feeling was almost unbelievable.
"Because this way, I can actually do things. Crawl under beds. Hide in trash cans. Normal stuff that tall people can't do." It took all her will not to smile as she said it, but she managed to keep her face blank. "My mom was 5'1. My dad's somewhere around 5'8, I think. Not sure."She poked his nose, allowing herself to smile after her joke had already been said.
"Oh, right. You expect me to beat people up when I'm shorter than five feet and there are bones popping out of my elbows.. Actually, maybe I could if I-" She froze, stopping mid-sentence, making an effort to look only at his face. She refused to let her gaze travel elsewhere. "Oh..yeah. T-that's alright."
Her face burned, and so did the rest of her body. She knew for sure he could feel the pounding in her chest, and the heat of her skin. She moved her head and kissed the area just below his jawline softly, her face on fire.
"Sorry." She whispered, embarrassed, moving her head back to her original place on the pillow. "i didn't mean to.."
She was sure her face would explode, and she hoped he couldn't see it through the dim lighting of his room. Her heart beat uncontrollably as she moved a shaky hand up to the side of his neck, tracing his collar bones."Is..is that a good thing?"
((Haha, it's okay! xD))Her breathing was shaky as she pushed her lips onto his, her eyes fluttering closed. She was still in the dress she'd worn to the party, her hair slightly messy in the back. Her fingertips traveled down his back.
She made eye contact with him then, her heart still pounding."Yes." she nodded, "I will. Yes."
She could feel her heart rate slowing down as she began to relax, her breathing becoming even. "Not extremely..but..I could sleep." She said, although she could feel herself growing drowsy after the events that had just happened.
((Okay!))She woke up to the sun streaming through the windows and onto the bed. She remembered where she was immediately, a smile forming across her face. She put her hand on his, the one holding her waist, and wondered if he was awake.
She turned around under his arm, so she was facing him. "What time is it?" She asked, pecking his nose and flopping her arm over her torso. She pulled the dress down as it had ridden up a bit in her sleep.
She smiled sleepily, reaching her hand up to smooth out his hair, but to no avail. She knew hers was tangled, but it would be worthless to try fixing it. "Sleep well?"
She kissed his chin, nodding softly. "Me, too."Not wanting to leave the comfort of his bed yet, she pulled him back down and wrapped her legs around him, her arms around his torso. "I don't want to get up." She mumbled into his chest.
Goosebumps formed on the leg he'd touched, and she ignored it, brushing her fingers against the back of his neck. Her eyes were droopy and her face still looked sleepy. She kissed his cheek, her lips lingering there for a few seconds.((aha, it's okay! c:))
She hummed quietly, tangling her fingers in his messy hair. "I won't be. I'm not that tired." She traced incoherent designs on his skin with her finger, still humming to retain any other inhuman noises she could possibly make while he was kissing her neck. She sighed.
((See you!))She whimpered, her finger tips pressed onto his back. Like the night before, her heart had started beating harder again, and her face turned pink. No one had ever made her feel like this. It was a completely new sensation.
She tilted her head back, eyes closed.
She propped herself up on her elbows, relieved his mother hadn't walked in on his son on top of a girl. In his bed. And the girl was in a party dress."Do you think we should go out there? Does she know i'm here?"
Her lips were still on fire, but she did her best to ignore it.
((now I've gotta go to bed ugh! Bye!))
She smiled and blushed, slightly anxious. She was worried Logan's mom wouldn't approve of her sleeping over, or she'd get the wrong idea, seeing her flushed cheeks and the way her clothes were wrinkled. She wanted to make them think she was trustworthy, and she didn't want to get Logan into trouble.
She peered down the banister, nervous, the only comfortable thing at the moment was the fact that he was holding her hand. The smell of bacon entered her nose.She walked toward the stairs hesitantly.
When Macy held out her icecream, she grabbed hers and waited for Logan to get his.
Poinsette walked over to a table, by the window, sitting down.
"She seems really nice," She said, only half joking, liking her ice cream cone.