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 Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 2:43 pm
He wanted to admit to the girl he had a problem with her even looking at him, but didn't think that would sound too polite. I..Don't...do well with others, I suppose. he tried to offer, slinking back to sit again, slowly easing the garments from his chest to the ground before him. Maybe...I could...Have your name? he asked, lowering his head some but keeping his eyes on the girl.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 2:54 pm
Yeah, yeah, she said. I'm Greta. She looked back down to the rock in her hand and tossed it past him. If you don't do well with others, maybe I should leave. But I'm just trying to be friendly, y'know, sheesh. She lazily moved to her knees, resting back on her heels. Do you want me to go so you can be naked in peace?
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 3:31 pm
I wasn't going to be naked, Tristian started, his voice a squeek in embarrassment. And you don't have to leave...I just...New people make me kind of uncomfortable. He frowned to himself, disliking the selfish feeling that came to him with her words, but shook his head to himself and offered a shy smile. My name is Tristian.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 3:35 pm
You were too gonna be naked, I know that look. The sparkle in your eye that said, "Greta, you ruined my chance to be naked"! she laughed, laying back on the ground. Tristian, huh? Interesting name. Why do new people make you uncomfortable, Tristian? she asked loudly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 3:43 pm
I wasn't going to be naked...he repeated, mostly to himself as he shifted in his position to remove his shoes and socks. He wasn't terribly sure why new people made him uncomfortable, but figured it was just the underground period that made him uncomfortable. And...I'm not sure. he offered to Greta as he set his shoes aside, placing his hands on his knees as he looked to her. I don't get out much, which I suppose doesn't leave room for much interaction...and...I just get confused easily. He nodded to himself, happy with the explanations he'd managed to muster up for her, and shifted some to lean back, moving to untie his slacks before shyness overcame him once more and he stopped, opting to rest back on his hands in a semi lounged position.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 3:51 pm
You should get to know people then, she replied, kicking her feet around. Get out more so you can. Don't hide all day and night. I'll let you get to know me if you want, she grinned, slowly lifting her dress over her thighs, laughing.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 3:57 pm
I don't hide..all...the time...he managed, his head cocking to the side as he couldn't help but glance to Greta's creamy skin. He swallowed hard and shifted, forgetting what it is he was trying to say. You want to be my friend? he managed over the lump that her bare skin built in his throat.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:02 pm
Sure, she replied, leaving her dress pulled up to almost her waist. She grinned again and opened her legs a few inches. Do you wanna be my friend?
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:09 pm
Tristian's eyes made their way back towards Greta's skin, and followed her legs to the point where it made him blush deeply, and he turned his head away. Fr...friends are good to have...he squeeked, rather breathlessly as his eyes wandered her direction once more.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:23 pm
Friends are nice to have, she agreed, shifting on the ground, adjusting the waistband of her underwear. So do you wanna be my friend? She brought her legs together and sat up, looking at him. Were you looking at my legs? she asked, looking down at them herself.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:28 pm
With Greta's question in regards to her legs, Tristian gasped softly and looked to her, honestly able to answer 'no' to it, as he was definitely not looking at her legs. I..Was..I mean..You're..he tried to defend himself best he could before curling over himself some, slightly shamed of his actions. I wasn't looking at your legs...he offered in a small voice. But they do look really smooth...He blushed terribly and swallowed again, his blue eyes finding their way to her emerald eyes while he silently plead she wouldn't ask what it was he -was- looking at.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:40 pm
I know you were, she started slowly. Unless you were looking at what was up further. She grinned to herself, still looking at him. Is that what you were looking at? Do you wanna see more? she asked coyly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:45 pm
Tristian's jaw dropped slightly, as he couldn't let himself say no, but refused to let himself openly say yes. Instead, he opted to look to Greta rather slackjawed a moment before swallowing, his eyes still reflecting the slight shock and curiosity she'd sparked in him. What do you mean?
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:57 pm
You know what I mean, she grinned. But first, I have to ask you if you have a girlfriend... or boyfriend. She looked to him, tilting her head. I don't wanna get into any fights, now.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:10 pm
Girlfriend...Or boyfriend? He echoed again, blushing deeply. I do have someone...Tristian nodded, his mind sifting through how he felt for this boy. He glanced to Greta, and paused, confused as to why despite his deep feelings for Lucius, he felt flushed and excited when he looked to the girl. He exhaled a quick breath, utterly unsure of himself now.
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