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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Oct 22, 2009 19:17:01 GMT -5
"Shut up" mumbled Dakota, a blush appearing on her face. She didn't know her heart thudding so erratically would've been that noticable. But he had indeed cheered her up. She couldn't stop her heart from thudding so out of control though, so she walked past him coolly and got some water
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Oct 22, 2009 19:22:23 GMT -5
peter smiled, then chuckled quietly as she told him to shut up. then she walked right past him. he took a deep breath, standing against the wall. "so, want to skip the rest of art, or would you like to go back in?" he asked, with a tiny smile still planted on his lips firmly.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Oct 22, 2009 19:33:12 GMT -5
Dakota waltz up to him, standing in front of him. She noticed how she was a good three or four inches shorter than him, though she stood at five foot, eight inches, towering over lots of girls her age. "Well, I could probably get away with skipping art, but Mr.Matsui could catch us hanging out here any second.. and I know he's not too fond of you,"she said with a giggle, before going back to class, knowing he'd probably follow her soon.
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Post by joesph adam johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:07:31 GMT -5
peter smiled at her then thought about her statement. that was very true. he'd been sent to the office several times this year as well as last year. he followed her and sat down next to her. he ran his fingers through his hair. he was getting tired even though it wasn't time to leave school yet. he sighed quietly to himself.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:15:43 GMT -5
Dakota checked her watch. Just one more hour and a half. Then the sweet, sweet bliss of home. Where she could whore out her myspace, take a good shower, and talk to that lady in France who was thinking about making Dakota a model. She glanced over at Peter, a bit less self-concious around him because of the kiss, and tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear. She then remembered that in a mere two weeks, the cursed metal braces would be taken off. She beamed at the thought.
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Post by joesph adam johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:20:45 GMT -5
peter looked over at her. he hated to do this. she looked so happy. he hated being such a damn jerk, but it was him. his friends would kill him if he didn't take the bet and so he did it. but he already started to regret it. "so, maybe we could do something...after the party? i mean, i won't have to clean up. i'll just get some little cheerleaders to do it for me," he smiled, since nearly every girl would die for him. he took advantage of that quality in those girls when he threw parties. he never had to clean up at parties, or take his trash to the garbage in any of his classes. it was a perk of his popularity.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:23:26 GMT -5
Dakota felt herself begin to blush. She ignored it though,"After the party?"she asked, somewhat coyly. "What kind of something are you talking about?" she asked, grabbing the 'D' on her necklace, that she had recently gotten for her forgotten and overlooked seventeenth birthday
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Post by joesph adam johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:29:09 GMT -5
peter laughed quietly to himself. "well, i'm not sure. whatever you want, i guess," peter told her, half hoping it would be to sleep with him, since that was the point of getting so close to her. he was enjoying himself though, which really sucked. once they had done it, this would have to end and part of him didn't want that to happen. "but we will have the house to ourselves..." he reminded.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:33:15 GMT -5
Dakota nodded. "I think we'll find something to do." she said,almost smirking. She couldnt help it. She wasn't a virgin, ideas like this came in and out of her head every day, normally about Peter in the first place. I mean, he sure as hell wasn't ugly. And whether or not she was popular,she overheard the girls in the locker room about what happened at "peter's party last night.. it was sooo amazing, and hot and-and"...
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Post by joesph adam johnson on Oct 25, 2009 17:37:24 GMT -5
peter gave her the same almost-smirk back. "i bet..." he muttered to himself. this plan was unfortunately going as he had planned. why did he have to be so fucking irresistible? then he wouldn't have a problem and he could enjoy being with her. his friends couldn't find out he felt this way and one of them was in this class. he winked over to him and he nodded, understanding all too well what that meant.
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