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Post by ``Buffy Summers on Jun 15, 2009 18:35:36 GMT -5
Why is it that we only feel the thorns, After we've stopped running?
Buffy gave a quick glance to the clock on the wall of her dorm as she shut the door to her room. She had onoly enough time to get ready. She was beyond glad that she had showered earlier, and her hair was already styled in the little ringlets she'd wanted. She hurriedly slipped into her dark wash jeans, a black lace fringed cami, and then went to her mirror. She was a mixture of both excited and worried. She badly wanted this night to go well, but was afraid that something would go wrong. Considering her luck; somethign bad would probably end up happening. As she thought on thses things she applied a light layer og mascara, put on some lotion, and applied her favorite lip gloss. Over the black cami she pulled a dressy white shalw-like shirt that had black embroidery. She figuired she'd go dressy, but in a casual way. Since they were eating and then going ot a movie, she decided on jeans; and then dressed them up. Then she began to put on her earrings, matching ring, and her Chanal bangel to go with it. She glanced at herself in the mirror and decided that she looked alright. Sitting on her bed, she began to put on the cute white high-heel boots she'd selected for her outfit.
Status; Done Tags; Jake Words; 227 Notes; Thought I'd get this started! Closet; ClickyiPod; N/A |
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Post by Jake Ransom on Jun 16, 2009 0:34:06 GMT -5
 Jake Ransom
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Sophmore. . . Crushing on Buffy Jake couldn't deny it, he was very nervous. This was his first date, ever! And now that he knew just how far Buffy has gone in the past, he was worried she would think of him as some idiot who had no idea what he was doing, and this was just with a date! He folded his collar over on his blue button up and then rolled the sleeves up to his elbow to show off some of his muscles. He finished shaving before putting on some cologne, wanting to smell his best for her. He ran a comb through his black hair before turning to put on his shoes under his nice dark blue jeans. He grabbed his car keys, wallet and a bouquet of red roses he had bought a few minutes ago on his way back from the library. He clicked his watch onto his left wrist and closed his eyes for a moment, praying to God that this went well. He grabbed his call, just incase someone needed to get in touch with him. Within a few minutes he was going odwn the hall towards Buffy's room. He knocked on the door and pull at the hem of his shirt in a nervous habit, then spread his cute smile on his face; showing off his cute dimples. 
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Post by ``Buffy Summers on Jun 17, 2009 18:10:37 GMT -5
Why is it that we only feel the thorns,After we've stopped running?
Grr, I deelted this post.. DX
Status; Done Tags; Jake Words; 255 Notes; N/A Closet; ClickyiPod; Complicated -- Avril Lavigne |
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Post by Jake Ransom on Jun 17, 2009 22:18:33 GMT -5
Jake was looking at his shoes in a nervous habit when he heard the door creak open. His heart immediatly stopped in fear. He gulped, trying to find the strength to reply to her greeting.
"H-h-h-hi." He finally was able to stutter out to her. He looked her over with a grin, showing off his cute dimples.
"Y-y-you look a-a-amazing." He stuttered out his compliment. Then he reminded himself he was holding roses for her and he immediatly held them out to her with a hopeful grin, hoping she wouldn't think he was lame or anything; but most likely she already did think that. Just his luck. "Th-th-these are for y-yy-you." He added in, explaining why he was holding out roses to her. Then he scolded himself for doing that, 'she isn't an idiot. SHe would know that the flowers were for her!' He told himself.
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Post by ``Buffy Summers on Jun 19, 2009 9:44:53 GMT -5
Why is it that we only feel the thorns,After we've stopped running?
Buffy had always found his occassional stuttering rather adorable, but that wasn't somethign she'd ever felt like voicing. Since well, until recently; she'd been engaged. It was a little odd to her, but she knew she'd get used to not being tied down with Will anymore. Sure it was hard at first, sicne they used to do EVERYTHING together, but as she got back to doing things on her own, she got used to it without him. She pushed Will form her mind, tonight was going to be about having fun with Jake; not thinking about a past lover. Her cheeks turned a light pink at his compliment. "Thanks." Now her thoughts she'd had on her outfit being terrible, were gone. Just hearing him say she looked amazing made her think she didn't look too bad herself. Her lips spread into a soft smile at the sight of the roses. She gently took the flowers and smelled them with a smile. "Thank you Jake, I absolutely love flowers." Buffy said with a smile as she felt the soft rose petals. It had been a long time since she'd received flowers from a guy, and roses were her absolute favorite. "Do you mind if I out them in some water first?" She asked with a raised brow. "You can come in while I do." She added, to let him know she didn't want him to have to wait out in the hallways if he didn't want too.
Status; Done Tags; Jake Words; 255 Notes; N/A Closet; ClickyiPod; Complicated -- Avril Lavigne |
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Post by Jake Ransom on Jun 19, 2009 14:08:13 GMT -5
Jake smiled when he heard that she loved flowers. He was proud of himself, for getting something right. He felt like he was forgetting something, or that he had forgotten to do something. He pushed his hands into his jean pockets and nodded when she offered him to come in while she put them in a vase with some water. He took a step inside and looked around nervously. He had never been in a girl's room before and he wondered if this was where her and Will had lost their virginty together. He shuttered at the very thought. He knew Will had beat him to everything, but he still wanted a chance with Buffy. Maybe he could be the first for something. . . maybe the first guy that didn't break her heart? That was important and special. Right?
"Nice place." He murmured his compliment, not sure what else to say to her now. Jake chewed on his lip, hoping that she would like where he was taking her once they got there. He thought it was romantic, but would she?
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Post by ``Buffy Summers on Jun 19, 2009 19:10:02 GMT -5
Why is it that we only feel the thorns,After we've stopped running?
Buffy gave a smile to Jake as she walked back into her dorm and opened the door so he could follow. She walked back toward hte bathroom and removed a vase from a shelf. After fillign the vase with water, she brought it out to her desk and removed a pair of scissors from a drawer. From the look of her room one would never guess she was very girlie. Her room was a soft tone of purple, lined ot the top and bottom with a pale yellow. Her clothes weren't sprawled everywhere, and her desk wasn't a mess. But you could tell from looking at her desk that she loved flowers. She had several books on her desk and around if on flowers. And on her nightstand two books sat next to her clock, both on different flowers for enviorments. She gave a smile at his comment and looked over her shoulder at him as she arranged the roses in the vase. "Thanks, you're probably the first guy who's seen it though." That was the truth too. Will had never been big on showing up at Hayden. They always met up somewhere or at the gate. He'd never even seen pictures of her dorm because she never took pictures of it. Buffy gave the final touch to the flowers, and smelled them again before she turned to face Jake. "Alright, are we ready to go?"
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Post by Jake Ransom on Jun 21, 2009 0:01:45 GMT -5
Jake Ransom
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Sophmore. . . Crushing on Buffy Jake looked around her room and smiled softly to himself. He was tempted to look at the books she had on her desk and around her room, but decided not to. He didn't want her to think he was snooping or anything. He loved reading himself and he just thought it would be interesting to see what type of books she liked to read.
"Oh." He murmured softly at her words. He shoved his hands into his pockets and bit on his lip. He was tempted to ask why Will had never seen it, but decided against it. He didn't want to bring him up, especially on their date. He didn't want anything about him to be brought up about him on their date. Well come to think of it, he never wanted to talk about him again. But he knew he couldn't avoid that.
"Yea, I am. Are you?" He asked her with a nod of his head, smiling sofly as he pulled out his car keys and twirled them backwards on his finger then let them stop when they hit his palm and he clutched his fingers around them.
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