Brandy walked into her dorm, boxes of her things next to the room that was to be hers. She cast a glance at the other room. The door was closed, maybe her roommate was already asleep? Opening the door, she brought the boxes inside and shut the door to change. She stripped out of her clothes and put on her pajamas before crawling into bed and scooting herself under the covers. She didn't fall asleep right away, staring up at her ceiling and thinking about all the things that boy had said and Drake. Drake was so kind and so tall! She had seen a scar on his chest and wondered what it was from but she knew she wouldn't ask. She had a scar too and it was something she didn't want to talk about. Of course, he would never see it as it was always covered by clothes. As her mind continued to think, she drifted off into sleep.
The sun filtering in from her window was what woke her up the next morning. Curled up, her stuffed panda in her arms, Brandy's eyes fluttered open, sparkling as the sunlight reflected off them. Sitting up in bed, she yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Oh!" she gasped as she remembered what Drake had said last night. Quickly scrambling out of bed, she took a shower, brushed her teeth and got dressed, flinging her door open in a hurry.
{Exits}
My Thoughts: What's happening? My Feelings: Tired. My Outfit:This My Company: No One. My Location: Dorms.
((OOC; I have a thing for pandas obviously lol ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 7:56 pm
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►My Age is 17 ║ My Gender is Female ║ My Race is Human◄
Brandy had finally made it back to her dorm. Albeit she was soaking wet and shivering cold from the thunder storm outside. Her long brown hair clung to her tiny frame as she opened the door to her dorm room, shutting it behind her. With a few sniffles and a hard shiver, she opened the door to her room and threw her wet purse on her bed. Every inch of her was soaking wet, showing the light cream colored bra she had on underneath her shirt. Right now though, she didn't care if anyone saw it; it's not like she had anything to prevent them from seeing. She rubbed her eyes as she walked into her bathroom and turned on the water for a bath. Grabbing some vanilla scented bath beads, she dropped them into the water as it began to fill up the tub. She grabbed a few towels and pulled out a warmer pair of pajamas to change into once she was done.
Peeling off her wet clothes, she threw them into her hamper and stepped into the hot water; a large scar on her right side now visible with her lack of clothing. She winced at the sting of the temperature change, sitting down slowly. Letting the steam warm her upper body, she brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them, crying into them with the sound of the water drowning out her cries. Along her back were a scarce few little scars visible as she hunched over her knees to turn off the water. Sitting back, she dropped her head against her knees, closing her eyes, and just crying. She was so stupid! She was so scared that Drake wouldn't like her that she just ran off without much of a word to him. But why would it matter, it's not like he stopped her. He didn't like her as anything more than a friend. She was always the friend or the weirdo. No one ever liked her for anything else other than that. She would be kidding herself to think that someone like Drake would ever like her in any other way. Brandy cried a little harder into her knees.
My Thoughts: You'll never be good enough for him. My Feelings: Sad. My Outfit:This My Company: No One. My Location: Dorm Room.
Drake was soaked to the bone but not shivering since he would never let himself show weakness in front of people ever. He walked to the number he prayed was the right one he knocked on the door first not receiving an answer for some reason some deep inside him panicked a little he turned the knob and luckily it was unlocked. But made him wonder if she always kept it unlocked but quietly pushed it to the side since it wasn't as important. He looked around checking every room there was in the room the last one was the bathroom. What if she was in there and he just opened the door open that would be awkward but if he could even get in there would be a surprise unless she didn't lock it like the front door. Drake walked over and hovered a hand above the door knob for the first time in a very long time he hesitated about something, the worse thing that could happen is that yes she's in there doing what I didn't know, and the best thing that could happen is that she wasn't in there and it would spare them both of embarrassment. Drake got tried of himself being a wimp and opened the door it too was unlocked like everything else. When he opened the door he blinked in shock and confusion, then blushed redder then he had ever had in his life, she was in the bath...naked!!. That was the first thing that popped in his head since he was a healthy teenage boy, but then it registered she was crying again which torn his heart a little. Before he could ask why his blush still present he bowed without thinking "S-sorry!!" he said and slammed the door behind him luckily he didn't see anything but it was the idea of her being naked in the bath that made him blush like wild fire. He ran his hands down his face feeling the pain go through his hand again from when he was in the boxing club early and cringed just slightly but not enough to notice he walked away from the door and sat on the couch a light blush still on the bridge of his nose.
Through her soft cries she heard the door open. Maybe it was her roommate coming in from the rain. She had yet to meet them so it's not like they would greet her or let her know they were there. Wiping away the tears, she sniffled a few times trying to regain her composure but silent tears kept sliding down her cheeks. Her brow furrowed a bit as she heard more doors open and close. What were they doing? Suddenly the door to the bathroom opened. With wide eyes, she whipped around, clutching her knees to her body tightly as she looked at the door. Drake?! Her face lit up like a Christmas tree as he stared at her and then quickly shut the door after stuttering out an apology. What on earth was he even doing here?! Quickly she finished cleaning herself off and changed into her pajamas.
Slowly she opened the door and shuffled out as she used a towel to dry her hair. He was sitting on the couch in their living room and she could see the faintest of blushes on his face. Her own lit back up at the idea of him possibly seeing anything. Oh god! She hoped he hadn't actually seen her naked! She would be utterly mortified if he did. Or worse! What if he saw her scars? Her gaze dropped to her feet, wiggling her toes within her slippers. This was about to get really awkward. Her heart started pounding in her chest like it wanted to burst out and run away. That's what she wanted to do, run away. "...Uhm...D-D-Drake..." she mumbled softly, still drying her hair.
My Thoughts: You'll never be good enough for him. My Feelings: Mortified. My Outfit:This My Company: Drake. My Location: Dorm Room.
((OOC: gosh I giggled throughout that post *re-reads and giggles more*))
Drake jumped a little when he heard his named "Sorry again!" he apologized again to her before he said anything else. Drake sat up his clothes sticking to him like glue on his muscles from the water leaving the chair wet. He hung his head a just enough to hide his eyes with his bangs "Sorry about earlier too" he said referring to the kiss. Man he never acted like this with any girl before what the hell is so different now it was like he was a different man around her and it confused him.
Brandy jumped as he jumped against the couch. Why was he so jumpy suddenly? He wasn't the one seen naked. Pulling the sleeves of her Stitch hoodie over her fingers, she hid her face in her hands to hide the blush burning brightly on her face. Dear lord this was awkward! As he apologized for walking in on her, she tried to hide herself more until she heard him apologize for earlier. Earlier? Slowly she brought her hands away from her face as she remembered the coffee shop. Nibbling on her bottom lip, she zipped up her hoodie and threw the hood over her head to hide her face. Yep, this just got worse.
Slowly she shuffled over to him, she hiding her face within her Stitch characterized hoodie. "D-Do-Don't b-be..." she mumbled, her fingers pulling at the hem of her blue hoodie. "I-I-It wa-was m-my f-fa-fault. I-If I-I-I ha-hadn't k-k-k-ki-kissed you f-first..." she couldn't even finish whatever it was she was trying to say. She was just too nervous, scared and sad. If he was apologizing for it that meant he hadn't meant to do it. He didn't want to kiss her. He didn't like her.
My Thoughts: You'll never be good enough for him. My Feelings: Mortified. My Outfit:This My Company: Drake. My Location: Dorm Room.
Drake looked at her he wasn't expecting her to say that "Well technically I kissed you first" Drake said with a shrug he looked at her with arched his eyebrows in thought he could tell she was just as confused as he was, he stood up grabbing her shoulders carefully thinking he would break her if he grabbed to hard, he looked her in the eye with a calculating expression he was sure of it now...he liked her he admits it now, he didn't care if they just met, he liked to be around her and talk with her...everything from her stuttering to her bookworm habit he liked it all, now the question did she like him back? Drake let go of her "Well when you ran away back then... I..." he froze a little bit at the thought and covered his eye back with his bangs "it hurt a little...I was kind of sad from it" he admitted.
She blushed a little more and looked away as she remembered the kiss on the cheek. He was right about that. But she had given him a real kiss first. Gosh she was just so terrible at this stuff! Bringing her hands up, she once again hid her face, not wanting him to see her look so pathetic. Brandy jumped a little as he set his hands on her shoulders. Looking up at him, she felt her pulse begin to race as she looked him in the eye. Why was he staring at her like that? Her hands clasped together against her chest, nervous about what was happening. She blinked stupidly at what came out of his mouth next. He was hurt? Her running away had cause him to be sad? How was that possible?
Huddled up in her hoodie, she shut her eyes tight and wrapped her arms around him without even thinking about it. He was so cold; it must be from the rain. She had felt so lonely without him around. They had spent so many hours together that forcing herself away hurt. She was sad and lonely and wanted him around to be sarcastic and confident. "I-I-I LIKE YOU DRAKE!" she shouted suddenly, quickly burying her face into his chest so he couldn't look at her. Ugh! Her mouth had a mind of its own. She hadn't wanted to say that, but it happened and there was no going back now.
My Thoughts: He was sad? My Feelings: Confused. My Outfit:This My Company: Drake. My Location: Dorm Room.
Drake was about to say something but was frozen when she wrapped her arms around him he looked down both eyes wide and what she said and buried her face into him he grabbed her shoulder and a smile formed on his lips. He bent down slightly to give her a kiss on the top of her head then hugged her back "I like you too" he whispered just enough to be able to be heard by her. He was so happy right now, that he didn't know what to do with himself at the moment. He squeezed harder giving a comfortable sense about it.
She felt lips touch her head, causing her eyes to snap open. A furiously burning blush appeared on her cheeks when he hugged her back and whispered that he liked her too. He...He liked her?! How was that even possible? Never before had anyone liked her. She was happy, but confused. Why on earth would he like her? He was so confident and cool; he could be with anyone. She felt a squeeze from him and squeaked a little in surprise. Bringing a hand up to her lips, she pulled away from him and scurried into her bedroom without a word. He was still soaking wet and that wasn't good for his health. She came out a few seconds later and threw one end of a flannel blanket over his head with a light giggle, her fingers coming back up to her lips. She had no idea why, but the image of him like that made her smile. Maybe it was the light hearted moment they were having, but she was feeling innocently giddy; almost playful.
My Thoughts: I don't believe it! My Feelings: Happy. My Outfit:This My Company: Drake. My Location: Dorm Room.
Drake was a little surprised when she pulled away from him and ran into her room coming back only seconds later and throwing a blanket over him he pulled one end off his face looking at her with a bright smile "Finally" he said as he pulled the blanket off his face but keeping it on his head since he was kind of chilly "I finally made you smile" he said Drake chuckled; today was a pretty awesome day. He totally wouldn't regret this for a thousand lifetimes,
Slowly she shook her head. She was far more comfortable around him now that the tense and confusing air had been cleared around them. Walking up to him, she gently grabbed his shirt and rested her forehead against his chest. "...Y-You made m-me smile th-this morning," she replied softly. For a moment she just stayed that way, liking being this close to him. Even though her heart was racing like crazy, she was enjoying it. She tilted her head back to look up at him and smiled innocently, her cheeks flushed pink from blushing. "Y-You said I-I was co-cool rememer?" she asked as she thought back to the two of them in the courtyard on the bench this morning. He made her a brave person. His confident air rubbed off on her a little, which was a good thing otherwise this never would have happened.
My Thoughts: I don't believe it! My Feelings: Happy. My Outfit:This My Company: Drake. My Location: Dorm Room.
Drake wrapped an arm around her almost protectively and thought about what she said and remembered "Oh, yeah and it's still true" he said with a big grin. "Well, then I guess I finally made you smile..again" Drake was back to his normal self again, he remembered that she was crying in the bath and raised an eyebrow "Why were you crying in the bath?" he asked her scratching his head slightly and froze pain rained from his hand he forgot he hurt his hand at the boxing club earlier but kept a straight face but didn't move his hand for a moment before slowly putting it back at his side hoping Brandy didn't see that.
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