Sonnet smirked at Sam's stutters. Such a cute boy.. Snapping out of her thoughts, thoughts that she would definantly be keeping to herself, Sonnet giggled. Shaking her head a bit, she twirled her finger, leaning closer and then poked the boy in the shoulder.
"Hah! Yah, it waz zex, no need to lie.." Laughing again, she swung her and Eli's hands. He had soft hands. Looking up at him, since Sonnet was extremely short, she smiled. Shaking her head she spoke, " A Canadian, nice. I vwant to go to Canada someday... But no Mizter Eli, I'm vrom Paris, France. Oh by ze vway, your handz are zo zoft!!" Widening her eyes with the words, Sonnet looked at his piercing. A labret was what it was called, according to the place she'd gotten all of hers done.
"How many piercingz do you have? I have a whole bunch, wanna see?" Not bothering to wait for a reply, Sonnet lifted her shirt, gesturing to both of her hips. Two studs laid diagonally on each side of her hips. "Theze hurt pretty bad, but thiz waz the worzt.." Pointing to her upper cheek, right under her eye, where another stud rested. The rest of them were visible, so not bothering to point at them, she awaited his answer. "Oh! Sonet proceeded to stick her tongue out so he could see her tongue piercing a bit more easier. Playing with her tongue, the ball that occupied the hole seemed t be twisting and turning, but it was really only going up and down, sliding around in the hole. Closing her mouth, she smirked.
Sonnet brought her free hand up to her necklace and played with it. Sliding it between each finger, and feeling the studs that lined the crown. This had to be her favorite necklace by far. She'd gotten it a ear ago, and for once it was actually real. An ex had given it to her. She wondered how old this boy was. Who'd invited him, all that basic stuff.
"How old are yoo? I am Eighteen now, heh. I'm pretty young..."
That still puzzled Sonny to this day. Why the hell was she only Eighteen in College? Her birthday hadn't been that early... Well I guess the real reason had to be that she wanted to be able to drink..legally at least. Running a hand through her neon pink hair, she twisted her mouth to one side, standing a bit bow-legged out of habit. Sonny had always had a thing for standing bow-legged and most of the time she did it unconsciously, but she didn't walk bow-legged or anything. This would be the perfect oppurtunity to take a picture. Fishing through her deep packets, she pulled out her lime green phone. It wasn't ugly, but it was actually pretty cute
"You vant to take picture? If no, it's okay." Sonnet was bored and didn't exactly feel like getting on that damn bus. All she really wanted ot do was have some fun... Whether it involved sex or not..heh.
Oh-Oh-See: Thirty-Three hours!!?? I could never do that... G'Nite then, lol. And I know but if you look at all my other posts I can at least get three paragraphs... most of the time anyways. Pshaw! This is the closest to the end of the world as it gets... lol. Well at least for meh.. Well not really... nevermind.. just forget it. =P