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 Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 11:31 pm
As they walked into the room, Emma turned on a classical music song and began doing pirouettes around Connor, dragging her hand across his chest and back from time to time. When the intro was finished, she stopped in front of Connor and began to dance with him, closing her eyes and savoring the feeling of his arms around her.
((i'm going to go to bed. i'm really tired from rock climbing today. whee ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 11:35 pm
Connor watched her dance around him in silent awe, his heartbeat speeding up considerably. Everytime she'd touch him, his heart would slam against his ribs. When she began to dance with him, he easily ignored the miniscule ache in his leg, satisfied with the feeling of her body against his own. [[Alright. G'night. ^_^]]
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 5:49 pm
Emma continued to dance with Connor, loving every second of it, until she heard the garage door open. Crap, she thought as she immediately broke away from Connor and turned off the music. She took Connor's hand into her own and dragged him upstairs and to her bedroom closet. "Hide here," she mouthed as she shut the closet doors and jumped on her bed. She picked up a magazine and pretended to read through it, hoping that her parents wouldn't find out about Connor.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 6:24 pm
Connor blinked rapaidly as his eyebrows furrowed, ignoring the pain in his leg from hurrying up the stairs. Once in the closet, he merely nodded in response to her words. Being a big guy, he was somewhat cramped in the closet. His arms were pushed against his sides stiffly as his heartbeat sped up in nervousness. I hope her parents don't find me. I'd rather not get flayed alive today. Keeping his jaw clamped shut, he breathed silently through his nose - He'd learned to beathe silently during games of hide and seek as a child - and peered through the thin slits through the doors.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 6:31 pm
((you should totally go check out the rp i made. haha)) Emma's parents walked in her room and walked around the bed to her side. "How was your day today?" they questioned in unison as her mother sat on her bed and her father continued to stand.
Emma picked up a notepad and paper and wrote "boring" on it, holding it up to their faces afterward. Her parents nodded and looked around the room casually. "Alright well, your father and I are going to go to one of your uncle's raves so we probably won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. It's all the way in California so it will be a long drive there and back," her mother stated as she stood up from the bed and held on to her husbands shoulder.
Sighing, Emma nodded and turned on her stomach, showing that she didn't want to talk anymore. She heard them walk out of her room and continued to stare at the headboard on her bed, depressed that she wouldn't be able to go to the rave as well. Darn it, she cursed as she shut her eyes momentarily, only to reopen them.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 6:41 pm
Concern and apology washed over Connor's features as he watched the interaction. Once he heard the click of the door, he quietly and slowly pushed open the doors. He was hesitant to take more than a small step out of the closet, and kept his gaze downcast. "I'm sorry. It's my fault you can't go to that rave." His eyebrows were furrowed apologetically as his voice was soft and somewhat solemn. [[I'm looking through it right now. xD]]
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 6:46 pm
((YAY!))
Emma turned her head to view Connor and with a solemn face she mouthed, "It's not your fault. It's mine because if I hadn't bumped into that bully on Friday, then we wouldn't be in this position." She sighed before scooting over (for Connor to sit down) and looking back at the headboard.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 6:58 pm
Connor shook his head in silent disagreement, but opted to just keep quiet about it. He moved to lie next to Emma, except he chose to lie on his back and stare upward at the ceiling. Arms limp at his sides, the wrinkles in the space between his eyes caused by his furrowed brow dissapeared. Unable to help himself, he sighed softly and spoke just as softly. "Still. You didn't whack the guy over the head with a crutch."
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:01 pm
Emma silently giggled and picked up a notepad to write down, "I have to admit, that was actually pretty awesome." She turned around and lied her head down on his chest, staring up at the ceiling as well.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:09 pm
Connor chuckled quietly and wrapped an arm around her. Raising one eyebrow, he couldn't help but to give a lopsided smile. "It was, wasn't it?" He absentmindedly wondered if she could hear his oddly irregular heartbeat that sped up with her so close.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:12 pm
She lied on the bed with Connor for a while longer before she felt like swimming. "Do you want to go outback to go swim in my pool?" she wrote down, holding it up in front of his face afterward.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:18 pm
Connor cocked his head to the side slightly before nodding. "Sure." He was about to sit up, but stopped after he only moved slightly in order to allow her to sit up first. Whilst waiting, an idea struck him as he chuckled softly. "Y'know, when I was hiding in the closet, I was vaguely reminded of that R Kelly song." A grin spread on his lips.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:22 pm
Emma sat up and looked at Connor with disbelief. "Why the heck would you think of that? My parents aren't my boyfriends," she mouthed as she ran a hand through his green hair.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:26 pm
Connor shrugged and sat up as well, laughing once again. "Just the idea of hiding in a closet is all." A thin mist covered his eyes as his grin fell to a crooked smile. Such an enjoyable feeling, one running their hands through his hair. Man, I really do act just like a dog sometimes, don't I? He chuckled yet again at the mere thought.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:36 pm
Emma giggled at his facial expression and put both hands in his hair and began giving him a head massage. She suddenly had an idea so she pushed him back down on the bed, flipped him over on his stomach, and straddled his back. She quickly wrote down on the pad, "I have a new idea," before taking off his shirt and rubbing his back in circular motions. Since he likes his head rubbed, I can't imagine how he'll like a massage, she thought with a smile as she kissed him between the shoulder blades before continuing the massage.
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