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Post by torr on Jan 17, 2017 22:00:23 GMT -5
Once he snapped back into reality, Luke needed a few moments to gather his surroundings. The male down in front of him--the obnoxious, i-don’t-take-no-for-an-answer guy who had been harassing Bree--lay crumpled on the ground. What the heck--had he done that? Blinking several times in confusion, the boy tested out the mobility of his now-sore fingers. While none of them were broken--which was a miracle considering what a thick skull that other guy had--they would indeed be sore in the morning.
Drawing his gaze back up to--holy, was that a crowd? He furrowed his brow in confusion, the thick silence in the air allowing him to collect his head-pounding thoughts. So he had hit a guy. And knocked him down. Why had he done that? That was the question he wanted answered, but he had no answer for himself. Feeling very embarrassed by the stares and the crowd, Luke made a move to exit, pressing the heel of his hand up to his forehead in an attempt to ease the pounding of blood vessels in his head. He still wasn’t one to enjoy attention. Positive or otherwise.
His attempt to leave faltered, when a worried looking Bree hustled over, catching the boy just before he parted through the crowd. He didn’t quite catch what she was saying, as what happened next happened fast.
As he stepped over the crumbled piece of human shame that was Grayson, Luke didn’t notice the male’s leg shooting out to--to kick someone? He didn’t have time to ponder it as he foot caught on the other male’s outstretched leg, causing him to topple forward. Now, he likely would have caught his balance on a regular day, but with all the people around and the constant thumps against his skull, he didn’t even notice he was falling until it was too late. Whilst falling, the male reached for anything nearby, grabbing on firmly to the arm of someone nearby. Unbeknownst to him, the arm he managed to latch onto was one of Miss Bree. Of course, this didn’t stop his fall. All he succeeded in doing was pulling the female down on top of him.
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Post by Amber on Jan 17, 2017 22:12:07 GMT -5
okay so should I try and like make it romantic LOL
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Post by torr on Jan 17, 2017 22:14:53 GMT -5
all up to u (;
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Post by Amber on Jan 17, 2017 22:20:13 GMT -5
i really hate decisions I feel so self conscious with my POSTS TORFAH DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND //sobs
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Post by torr on Jan 17, 2017 22:24:25 GMT -5
WHAT NO WHY UR POSTS ARE ALWAYS AMAZING I DO UNDERSTAND THO BC LITERALLY I CANNOT WRITE IM TERRIBLE WRITER BUT IM 100% HONEST WHEN I SAY THAT UR POSTS ARE ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL so there
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Post by Amber on Jan 17, 2017 22:27:41 GMT -5
xD TORFAH YOUR POSTS ARE SO MUCH MORE BETTER THAN MINE I AM OVER HERE LIKE "WELL I WRITE HORRIBLY BUT AT LEAST I CAN WRITE WHAT SHE WANTS TO SEE MAYBE" but no torfah you have to be difficult over there ily tho<3
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Post by torr on Jan 17, 2017 22:31:02 GMT -5
OMG STOP LYING THATS NOT TRUE NO NO NO YOU DO NOT WRITE HORRIBLY im difficult sorry take me as i am or leave me ily2<3
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Post by Amber on Jan 17, 2017 22:33:51 GMT -5
THERE IS A TINY TRUTH IN EVERY LIE TORFAH YES I DO YOU CAN NEVER CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE ugh r u serious fine <33
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Post by torr on Jan 17, 2017 22:36:31 GMT -5
wrong wrong well if i cant convince u just know that I THINK YOU WRITE BEAUTIFULLY dead serious >B^)
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Post by Amber on Jan 17, 2017 22:38:53 GMT -5
OH SO NOW YOU ONLY THINK I WRITE BEUTIFULLY I SEE HOW IT IS
two can play at the difficult game
I'll work on a reply soon ^^
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Post by torr on Jan 17, 2017 22:43:50 GMT -5
wrong bad wording i KNOW u write beautifully thERE
coo coo !
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Post by Amber on Jan 17, 2017 22:48:17 GMT -5
pfft
YOU ARE SENDING ME MIXED SIGNALS TORFAH
In the end I think it'll help a teeny bit
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Post by Amber on Jan 18, 2017 19:47:16 GMT -5
All of the crowd had dissipated and turned away before Luke had been tripped. At least it would prevent further embarrassment on his part. When Luke reached for her, she tried to pull her arm away, trying to prevent herself from falling, grasping his fingers with her other hand to peel them off. In the end, her resisting just exacerbated the issue. Stumbling, she fell on top of him in a heap, a muffled "eep" escaping her mouth.
Silence ensued for a few long moments as she assessed the issue. Her gaze drifted downwards, a look of shock horror spreading across her features. Cheeks heavily flushed, she braced her arms up to ease her face away from his. This was....horrifying. Him laying on his back with her sprawled atop him. And yet, she had frozen in her position, her muscles tensing. Finally, she started to ease away when he suddenly made a noise(or so she thought), and she quickly leaned forward, peering down at him. Her gaze searched his face, a worried expression tightening her features.
Hesitantly, she lowered herself down on her elbows. "Are you okay?" She inquired softly, worry lacing her voice. Slowly reaching a hand out to touch the side of his face. Softly her fingers drifted across his cheek and brushed a lock of hair away from his forehead.
Her other hand reached out for the one that had knocked Grayson out(who was now stirring and starting to sit up), entangling it softly in her own. Blue eyes peered down at green, searching for an emotion that she knew she would never see. Bbringing her face down closer, a sad smile graced her pretty features. "Luke....are you okay?" Came a soft inquiry. Tenderly, she allowed her hand to stop drifting across his face and rest on his cheek, and she pulled her head away slightly. okay so possibly she could have snuck in a quick drink or two as well. Her eyes slowly drifted shut, and she sighed.
Their faces were so close, it would just take a slight movement for them to kiss. But she knew it was wrong, and she wouldn't want him to experience such a horrible... experience. And besides, secretly, she knew that she was just being emotional, and she didn't like him anymore. Even if he was such a wonderful young man. Her eyes slowly opened once more, falling down on his face.
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Post by Amber on Jan 18, 2017 19:48:05 GMT -5
I'm sorry this is a piece of crapoli
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Post by torr on Jan 18, 2017 19:59:51 GMT -5
OH SHUSH YOU
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Post by Amber on Jan 18, 2017 20:11:28 GMT -5
NO nooooo
so how has your week been so far?
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Post by torr on Jan 18, 2017 20:26:07 GMT -5
shUSH I TELL YOU
not too bad honestly - mostly glad its hump day tho im ready for the weekend
tho i almost fainted in the library yesterday whoops how has ur week back been?
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Post by Amber on Jan 18, 2017 20:28:09 GMT -5
YOU CAN'T TELL ME TO BE QUITE WHILE YOUR OVER THERE INSULTING YOURSELF
LOL yes I am too Oh no what happened? Mine has been okay Super stressed and I've only been in school for two days! Probably because of insomnia and one of my teeth is bad causing jaw pain, throat, and ear pain ugh
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Post by torr on Jan 18, 2017 20:34:38 GMT -5
UR INSULTS ON URSELF ARE UNFOUNDED IM ACTUALLY A VERY BAD WRITER
hah i hadn't eaten anything all day besides a banana -- it was only like 2:30 mind you but i was putting off having lunch bc i was working really well but then like everything started getting fuzzy and i kid you not i like shot straight up out of my chair n was OK TIME TO GO u know how embarrassing it would be to faint in a library uGH SCHOOL MAN THEY LIKE TO PILE EVERYTHING ON ah oh no :c i hope u feel better soon <3
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Post by Amber on Jan 18, 2017 20:41:43 GMT -5
TORFAH CUT IT OUT I AM A HORRIBLE WRITER YOU ARE THE GOOD ONE HERE
omg take care of yourself, torfah!! I have a fainting problem it's rather embarassing it started at a fair, my system just overrides because everything is so stimulating I guess I fainted and it was horrible and scarring and everytime I go somewhere like that I always nearly faint i know how you feel unfortunately I KNOW RIGHT thanks<33
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Post by torr on Jan 18, 2017 20:51:53 GMT -5
NO YOU CUT IT OUT FIRST YOU ARE A FANTASTIC WRITER N IM JEALOUS OF YOU
meh i can eat when im dead i mean not rlly but oh gosh no :c fainting is such an awful feeling </3 yw<3
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Post by Amber on Jan 18, 2017 21:05:07 GMT -5
R U SERIOUS IM THE ONE ENVIOUS OF YOU
lol
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Post by torr on Jan 18, 2017 21:09:59 GMT -5
DEAD SERIOUS THERE'S NOTHING TO BE ENVIOUS OF
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Post by torr on Jan 19, 2017 21:45:00 GMT -5
Thud. The sound of Luke colliding with the ground could barely be heard through the noise of the party-goers’ conversations and the blaring music. However, to the boy, it was as deafening as attending a rock concert and standing in front of a speaker. And about as painful too. Great, just another thing to add to the list of going-be-sore-tomorrow: his spine. He lay on the ground unmoving for a short while, feeling the blood pound in his ears from embarrassment, shock, and adrenaline. Eyes scrunched shut, as to not see his surroundings--if he didn’t see them, were they really there?--he attempted to suck in a breath (he ended up making a groaning noise), but was unpleasantly surprised to feel a heavy weight that he hadn’t noticed previously resting on his chest. His first assumption was that the wind had been knocked out of him, and thus the boy shot his eyes open wide in panic with not having enough oxygen in his lungs.
As his sight returned, the first and only thing Luke noticed was the proximity of Bree to his face, however he did nothing about it as he still needed some air. He made an unpleasant sound as he choked quickly sucking in a breath of air. He missed her first question, too focused on the task at hand, but shifted his gaze over to meet her’s when she softly brushed his cheek and forehead.
No, he wasn’t okay. He was just laying on the ground, unmoving, in a crowded party. God, how embarrassing. He didn’t answer, however, too busy wondering what it was she was doing. Holding his hand? Did they not dislike each other? He didn’t ponder the thought too much as the pounding in his head and now ears kept his questioning thoughts tucked away. He shut his eyes again to try and focus on the incessant pounding. God, what was he even doing here? He wasn’t meant for parties. Not then, not now. Even though the boy had gotten more self-confidence, his distaste for parties and social interacted remained as they had before. He didn’t belong here. Bad things just happened.
Negative thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sigh of one Miss Bree. Was she still down here? He first peeked an eye open hesitantly, but found his green gaze widening in surprise at the… /the closeness/. Remaining perfectly still for the brief seconds in which their lips nearly touched, Luke felt his heart beating rapidly in anticipation. When she pulled away, he propped himself up on his hands, turning head head away from the girl. Was… was she going to kiss him? Why hadn’t she? Realistically he could’ve answered that one logically, but here’s one he couldn’t quite pinpoint an answer to: Why was he disappointed that she hadn’t?
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Post by Amber on Jan 19, 2017 22:00:16 GMT -5
Aaaahhh omg should we continue on? 8o or do something different? if so, what?
How has your day been? ^^
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Post by torr on Jan 19, 2017 22:37:07 GMT -5
i thinnnnnk hm im cool either way
but i think if we skip we should do like a big time skip bc im mean
meh urs?
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Post by Amber on Jan 19, 2017 23:00:38 GMT -5
xD okay so we can do a really big time skip but then i'm gonna have her kiss him now then maybe if thats okay lol
that stinks I'm okay i guess could be worse
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Post by torr on Jan 20, 2017 20:15:14 GMT -5
i think we should skip til the summer so they can have a lot of time to think about their feelings lol sounds good!!
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Post by Amber on Jan 20, 2017 20:32:24 GMT -5
waiiit should we skip now? Or do I have her kiss him Lol I will respond soon I have a weasel problem
it's trying to get in the chicken coop I'm waiting outside the coop LOL
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Post by torr on Jan 20, 2017 22:10:06 GMT -5
up to you!! either way would have leave them a lot to think about lol
omg no ur poor chickens
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