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Sep 20, 2014 01:13AM
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Ceri nodded her appreciation before turning back towards him, “You don’t have to repay me... I mean really... I was just glad that you didn’t shove me into my locker the moment you saw me. You being this nice to me... I can’t ask for a better treatment. My own parents don’t treat me as nice as you do...” She stopped herself from revealing too much about herself. This guy might have been really nice, but she didn’t know him that well yet.
“By the way... My names Angelique, but please, call me Ceri. Kind’ve like the stupid voice on the iPhone...” She smiled and stuck her hand out to shake his.
“By the way... My names Angelique, but please, call me Ceri. Kind’ve like the stupid voice on the iPhone...” She smiled and stuck her hand out to shake his.
He frowned slightly when she talked about people disrespecting her and shook her hand softly. "I think they are just jealous of you and your potential I've never seen you dance but if you dance as good as you look I'd be worries too if I was them" He admitted softly. "Im sorry but I'll have to make it up" He said quickly.
Ceri immediately took her hand out of his when he complemented her once more. “Jeez, dude. I’m not as pretty as you’re making me sound... Can we just stop with the complements so that things aren’t... Weird? You’re making me blush...” She told him with an embarrassed grin before covering her face with her hands, not wanting him to see how red her cheeks had gotten.
"If it makes you uncomfortable I'm very sorry for passing my soaxe" He whispered and quickly wrapped his arms around the guitar for comfort and looked down sighing. All he wanted to do was play it, why was time passing my so slow.
Ceri peeked at him through her fingers, feeling bad for making him upset. “No... I didn’t mean it was a bad thing... I’m just really no used to it and I don’t want to... Make things awkward...” She told him and let her hands fall back to their place on the desk. The sad part, was that the teacher didn’t even care.
There were only 10 minutes left in class, and she’d spent the whole time with him. “It doesn’t make me uncomfortable... I just don’t get compliments.” She told him, shrugging as if it was normal.
There were only 10 minutes left in class, and she’d spent the whole time with him. “It doesn’t make me uncomfortable... I just don’t get compliments.” She told him, shrugging as if it was normal.
Day slowly looked up at her. "Don't worry, I'm not amazing at giving them" He admitted. He was just going to stay quiet from now on. He bite his lip nervously looking around at the people.
Ceri literally face-palmed right then and there. Of course she had to go and ruin everything when this amazing boy was giving her compliments. Sighing deeply, she got up as soon as the bell rang and started to pack her things back up. But just because she was her, and wasn’t exactly the most graceful person in the world, she tripped on the strap of her backpack. This really dancer-like movement caused her to trip up towards him, catching herself on his chest. Her hands were gripping his shoulders gently as she pulled herself away, “I-I’m sorry... You’re really strong... I mean! Um...” She blushed even more than she had all day.
He gasped as he fell into him as he got his guitar ready, looking over at her. He smiled nervously at her. "Thank you" He said as he started messing with his hair, insecurely as he slowly helped her.
((I’ll post in just a bit, gotta shower :))
((How can you have fun in the shower? XD))
Ceri quickly pulled away from him, despite the heat that she felt pulsing on her skin from his touch. “S-Sorry...” She murmured quietly as she slung her bag back over her shoulder and started to walk out, immediately stopping in the doorway. “Um.... What class do you have next?” She asked quietly, deciding to go silent once more. This guy probably thought she was just a creep now, or maybe a klutz...
Ceri quickly pulled away from him, despite the heat that she felt pulsing on her skin from his touch. “S-Sorry...” She murmured quietly as she slung her bag back over her shoulder and started to walk out, immediately stopping in the doorway. “Um.... What class do you have next?” She asked quietly, deciding to go silent once more. This guy probably thought she was just a creep now, or maybe a klutz...
He laughed softly as she left. "Guess I've made a bad impression" He frowned looking down. Then she spoke. "Oh I have English" He said smiling. "Sort of boring... This place needs a Starbucks for coffee" He said sighing as he stood up and pulled on his guitar.
((Oh God, I didn’t mean it that way XD Like, other than THAT >.< ))
Ceri smiled at that, but still kept silent. “You... Um... You haven’t made a bad impression I just... I’m a weird person and you don’t want to know me... Trust me.” She tried to come up with something other than the fact that she’d already formed the biggest crush on him. Come on, he was HOT, he played guitar, he was so nice, what more could she have ever wanted from literally anyone? But of course, just because he’d told her she was pretty didn’t mean he liked her back. He could’ve just been saying that to be nice. “And I guess we have the same class again... Don’t forget, I’m your guide for the week.” She smiled slightly.
Ceri smiled at that, but still kept silent. “You... Um... You haven’t made a bad impression I just... I’m a weird person and you don’t want to know me... Trust me.” She tried to come up with something other than the fact that she’d already formed the biggest crush on him. Come on, he was HOT, he played guitar, he was so nice, what more could she have ever wanted from literally anyone? But of course, just because he’d told her she was pretty didn’t mean he liked her back. He could’ve just been saying that to be nice. “And I guess we have the same class again... Don’t forget, I’m your guide for the week.” She smiled slightly.
"Well looks like someone has a crush on me ready within the first 3 hours we meet" He laughed softly. "Yourbxute" He admitted and stood up taking her hand and running to the next class they had shared together.
((Sorry, just got up))
Ceri’s eyes went wide at that, and she tried to ignore what he’d said about her being ‘cute.’ “I do not have a crush on you! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She said frantically, slowing down once they’d reached the next class they shared. Her class after this was dance, and she didn’t want to be late for that. The school had made an exception for her, since most kids were learning ballet and other kinds of dance while she took Hip hop, of all things.
Ceri’s eyes went wide at that, and she tried to ignore what he’d said about her being ‘cute.’ “I do not have a crush on you! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She said frantically, slowing down once they’d reached the next class they shared. Her class after this was dance, and she didn’t want to be late for that. The school had made an exception for her, since most kids were learning ballet and other kinds of dance while she took Hip hop, of all things.
"I was merely kidding" he laughed."I couldn't ever imagine someone like you to like me" he said as he slowed down and looked around sighing.
((Oh, I hope your day gets better! :( ))
Ceri blushed at him and pulled him inside the classroom, “Like me? You mean a loser who’s barely acknowledged around here? I don’t think you’d even want someone like me to like you. You’d be better off with one of the more popular girls... Plus, so what? If I liked you, it’s not like you’d even like me back...” She sighed and sat down near the back of the classroom.
Ceri blushed at him and pulled him inside the classroom, “Like me? You mean a loser who’s barely acknowledged around here? I don’t think you’d even want someone like me to like you. You’d be better off with one of the more popular girls... Plus, so what? If I liked you, it’s not like you’d even like me back...” She sighed and sat down near the back of the classroom.
((Ehh...it seems to be getting worse...))
He followed her shaking his head at her."Oh well it's their loss if no one wants to pay you any attention...and don't be so quick to assume you know anything about my feeling" he said."it bothers me" he admitted and sat next to her in the back.He sighed and hugged his guitar nervously.
He followed her shaking his head at her."Oh well it's their loss if no one wants to pay you any attention...and don't be so quick to assume you know anything about my feeling" he said."it bothers me" he admitted and sat next to her in the back.He sighed and hugged his guitar nervously.
((Well I’m here if you need to talk :/ ))
Ceri bit her lip and nodded, “Okay then, sorry for making a logical guess.” She sighed before pulling out her journal and starting to take notes as the teacher walked in. Despite how she was treated around the school, she still liked to keep her grades up. Why would she give her parents another thing to pester her about?
Ceri bit her lip and nodded, “Okay then, sorry for making a logical guess.” She sighed before pulling out her journal and starting to take notes as the teacher walked in. Despite how she was treated around the school, she still liked to keep her grades up. Why would she give her parents another thing to pester her about?
Day watched her then sighed sadly as he moved away. He took out a small notebook from his guitar case and and a pencil and he started scribbling. Thinking of a song.
Ceri noticed him out of the corner of her eye, a little curious as to what he was writing. But she felt a little too awkward to talk again, because she’d literally assumed he’d dislike her, like every other guy in this school. Why would he like her anyways? What was there to like? “What are you writing?” She asked timidly.
Day looked over nervously blushing. "Oh... Uhm nothing " He said softly. "Just writing a song.." He said looking down. He never shared his music to anyone ever.
Ceri grinned at him, leaning over her desk a bit. “Can I check it out?” She asked, her eyes flickering over his face briefly. God, this man was hot. This made her wonder once more, why the heck did he think she was pretty? “I mean, unless you don’t want to share it that’s fine too...” She said, but pouted at him.
He blushed looking down at the paper then up at her. "Uh.. Just.. Don't show anyone else please... Or take pictures" He whispered as he leaned back on his chair watching her as he handed it slowly and nervously biting his lip. All he had ever been good at writing was love songs.
Ceri smiled up at him and looked down at the paper, “I won’t, trust me.” She told him before she started reading over the words. Wow... This guy was multi-talented. A lot of the people here were, but she found him... Different. Being different was never a bad thing though. “Wow... You’re... Amazing at this.” She grinned as she read the words, melting at how cute and sweet this guy could be.
He gave up trying to hide his embarrassment dug his head in his arms as he rested, leaning on the table. "It isn't anything, just something I had been working on" He said mumbling.
Ceri set the papers back down on his desk, grinning at him as she nudged his arm gently. “Are you serious? This is really good! Man... It sucks that you won’t let me share this with anyone...” She smiled at him before noticing how uncomfortable he looked. Being as awkward and as shy as she was, she didn’t have a clue on how to comfort him. “Um...” She gave up on words and decided to reach out and gently rub his shoulder, admiring the feel of his muscles underneath.
"Thank you" He lifted his head up and started to finish the song slowly. "I just always get lost in writing I never pay attention to anything else." He said. "I love writing songs as much as I love playing them" He admitted.
Ceri smiled at him and took her hand away from him, mesmerised by the amazing boy in front of her. “That’s beautiful... I mean, um...” She snapped back to reality, only to realise she’d spoken her thoughts out loud. Crap! She thought before blushing a deep shade of pink and hiding her head in her hands. “I’m sorry...”
He watched her raising an eye brow slightly confused. "Thought you didn't have a crush on me" He said smiling. "Your blushing." He winked. "Why do you like me?" He asked quickly
Ceri kept her face hidden in her hands, not willing enough for him to see just how much he’d made her blush. “Why do you think I’m pretty? Why do you not realise the same things everyone else here does? I’m a loser! That’s why I guessed that you’d hate me too!” She told him before getting up and leaving the classroom, her bag slung over her shoulder. Just a moment after she’d stepped out, the bell rang. Good thing too, because she needed to get rid of this frustration and inner turmoil she felt. Dance was the only way she could do that lately.
He watched her leaving and felt terrible.He didn't mean it in a bad way.He just wanted to see why she liked him.He sighed and picked up his guitar as he left to the studio that was next.He walked in,there wasn't alot of people inside. he looked around for an empty recording room and walked in,sitting down.
Ceri sat down in the huge dance studio that the school had, a lot of girls around her forming small groups and chatting with each other. She sighed, sitting alone with her back to the wall. It looked like this year was going to be the same as always, where she got ignored and rejected for having an unusual talent. At least, most of the girls in this class did ballet or classical dance, while she did the opposite. Not to mention her reputation, which sucked.
Soon enough, the instructor walked in. He was a tall Hispanic man with a bit of a goatee going on, but he had a huge smile on his face that made her question his sanity. “Alright students, I’m Mr. Valentino, and I’ll be your dance instructor for this semester. Since I don’t know you guys, why don’t you come up here and introduce yourself and show me war you’ve got.” He grinned, before calling the first girl up. Not surprising, she did classical dancing.
Great. Just great... Ceri thought, absolutely dreading the moment she’d be called up in front of everyone.
Soon enough, the instructor walked in. He was a tall Hispanic man with a bit of a goatee going on, but he had a huge smile on his face that made her question his sanity. “Alright students, I’m Mr. Valentino, and I’ll be your dance instructor for this semester. Since I don’t know you guys, why don’t you come up here and introduce yourself and show me war you’ve got.” He grinned, before calling the first girl up. Not surprising, she did classical dancing.
Great. Just great... Ceri thought, absolutely dreading the moment she’d be called up in front of everyone.
Day sighed. He was starting to like this girl and there seemed to be so much issues. So many problems were in his life already and now he had to deal with some girl and falling for her. He shook the thought from his mind as he quickly started to get everything set up and he started to play a song slowly, leaning closer to the mic.
Ceri watched as dancer after dancer came up to the front of the room, selecting some fufu ballad and hopping around on their toes in hopes of impressing the instructor. Judging by the expression on his face, it literally seemed to be working. By the time half of the class had gone up, he had the brilliant idea to pick the one who seemed to be sitting off alone.
Ceri.
Internally groaning, she nodded and got up to make her way towards the front, squeezing past the groups of people chatting on the floor. With each step, it seemed like she got further away from everyone else. Almost like she was walking off into a different room where she could be by herself... In the awkward silence of it all, she leaned down to pick a song off her phone before plugging it into the stereo.
Ceri.
Internally groaning, she nodded and got up to make her way towards the front, squeezing past the groups of people chatting on the floor. With each step, it seemed like she got further away from everyone else. Almost like she was walking off into a different room where she could be by herself... In the awkward silence of it all, she leaned down to pick a song off her phone before plugging it into the stereo.
As he started playing, he had a song that he had wrote and started to play it. it was about a guy that lost his girlfriend to cancer. The song was called heart shaped pain. It was about a heart in the shape of pain.
Ceri stood up straight and took a deep breath while the song loaded, closing her eyes and forcing herself to think of something calming. The first thing that literally popped into her head was Day, and she stuck to that thought. Whenever he’d called her pretty... Whenever she’d read his song writing... It was so nice and different from what she was used to.
Before she knew it, Say My Name by Destiny’s Child started blaring on the speakers, and she let her body move with the music, as if her heart was beating with it. Whenever she danced... It was like nobody was there except for her, and she was alone in her own little world.
(( Her dance :P http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ncjZ3B... ))
Before she knew it, Say My Name by Destiny’s Child started blaring on the speakers, and she let her body move with the music, as if her heart was beating with it. Whenever she danced... It was like nobody was there except for her, and she was alone in her own little world.
(( Her dance :P http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ncjZ3B... ))
((Haha, no I’m not XD Sorry if I made you not want to reply... I was really liking it so far >.< ))
((Oh really? XD But really, I’m not nearly as good as most of the people on GR. Like, there are some people on here that I know I’ll never be as good as >.< ))
((>.< Then you must not have RP’ed with most of the people on GR, because I’m literally not good at all compared to them. I can name a few if you want...))
As he played he couldn't help but tear up at the song he wrote, tears falling of his face slowly as he strummed every chord and sung. It was so emotional because his mother had died of that.


