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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 29, 2013 18:45:51 GMT -5
I shake my head as she yells 'tag' in my face before racing off. I shake my head, looking down at my feet as I pushed my hair out of my face. "Why didn't you kiss her?" Marie asks, poking her head out from behind a nearby tree and I roll my eyes, bounding over to her to tag her. She huffs as my hand lands on her shoulder before taking off through the trees.
I shake my head. kiss her. Pft. I wander through the trees, not wanting to stay in one spot for fear one of my sisters would find me. I stuff my hands into my pocket of my jacket and walk right by Ana before I notice her. "I'm not it." I state, holding up my hands innocently, raising my eyebrows at her.
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 29, 2013 18:58:06 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana clamped her cold hands over her hands, before screaming. Ana's Tiffany box-blue eyes lit up when she saw Leon. Ana took a step back, hesitating to get tagged. Ana nodded, inching a bit closer to him. Ana smiled up at him, her china-blue eyes lowering. "Who's it then?" Ana asked him, suspiciously Ana put her toned hands on her size two waist, looking at Leon. A cold wind blew against them, Ana tucked her hands back in the pockets of her jacket, refusing to show she was cold. The last thing Ana wanted was to see Leon's sisters watching them cuddle. Ana closed her eyes, shutting the vision out of her mind.
Ana pointed the tip of her toe against the ground, a dancer's foot pose. Ana looked up at Leon, her striking blue eyes meeting his. "Is it fun, having sisters?" Ana questioned Leon. She saw Leon have fun with his sisters before. One, when Ana walked out of school and sceond, when he chased them. A smile wavered on Ana toned face, as she crunched up a leaf with the tip of her boot.
WORDS ### TAGGED leon. NOTES the bitch is ready to haunt and stalk (y) TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 29, 2013 19:20:46 GMT -5
"I don't know, I tagged Marie but its probably someone else by now." I reply quietly, shrugging my shoulders. I was starting to pull back inside my shell now, afraid that Ana would decide I did like her, turn her back, and make fun of me for it. I could see it happening.
I watch as she stuffs her hands into her pockets and I unzip my jacket, holding it out to her. I lean back against the tree behind me, shrugging my shoulders. "Yeah, except with my little brother- then I have to change diapers." I reply with a wry grin, a soft chuckle escaping me. "They can be annoying sometimes, though, like when I'm trying to study or do homework- help them with their's.." I add, trailing off as I look down at my feet. Why was I talking to her as if she actually cared?
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 29, 2013 19:31:53 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana nodded, shaking her head at Leon. "I don't need it." Ana muttered under her breath, as she stared at his face. Ana slumped onto the cold ground, breathing in the cold fall air. Ana wrapped her hands around Leon's jacket and hung it around her shoulders. Ana wasn't this quiet. She was usually the chattering one, the center of attention during the conversation. Now Ana knew what it felt like. But this was completely different. It was with a boy. Who was named Leon. "Your sisters are fun. I don't have any siblings." Ana spoke up now, her voice lingering in the air.
And finally smiled and stood up, bracing herself against the tree trunk. Ana brushed Leon's hair out of his eyes, her Tiffany box-blue eyes meeting hers. "You should really enjoy company." Ana whispered to Leon. Her toned hands were in her jacket pockets. Ana closed her eyes and listened to the rustling of leaves near them.
WORDS ### TAGGED leon. NOTES the bitch is ready to haunt and stalk (y) TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 29, 2013 19:43:43 GMT -5
I shrug a bit as she tells me what she didn't need my jacket before she takes it from me. "Yeah.." I reply silently, nodding a bit and looking away. Ana seemed like an only child, she didn't seem like she'd grown up having to share. I had to share everything.
A blush crosses my face as Ana reaches up a hand to brush my curly bangs from my face, her golden curls blowing around her face. Her blue eyes meet mine before she speaks and I look away, not knowing what to do about how close she was standing to me, what my mind was telling me to do.
Kiss her. Yeah, and have her run off and tell all her friends. I'd never hear the end of it. But.. honestly, what did I have to lose? I pause for a moment, listening for the crunch of leaves the announced the approach of one of my sisters. Nothing. After another moment of gathering my courage, I lean forward to lightly press my lips to hers, mentally wondering what the hell I thought I was doing as my dark brown eyes flick shut.
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 29, 2013 19:49:57 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana looked up to Leon leaning into her, pressing his lips firmly against hers. Ana came by surprise and kissed him back, curling her toned arms around his bare neck. Ana didn't know what was he doing, but Ana guessed his sisters urged him. Ana brushed her thumb against his cheek and pulled back, blushing. Ana's Tiffany box-blue eyes stayed on Leon's face, as she left her arms around his neck. Ana had been kissed by jocks and preps, but never by an outsider of her own kind/clique. Ana smiled up at him and felt the rush of leaves against her ankles.
WORDS ### TAGGED leon. NOTES the bitch is ready to haunt and stalk (y) TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 29, 2013 19:57:37 GMT -5
I hesitantly wrap an arm around her waist as her lips move against mine, arms wrapping around my neck. Well, she hadn't slapped me, at least. Ana's thumb runs across my cheek before she pulls back, her face as flushed as mine probably was. "Um." I mumble, looking away. A hand reaches up to twirl a strand of her blonde hair around my finger absently before I look back at her. What did I say? What was there to say? I'd just kissed her, that was it. But.. what did it mean? That I liked her. Well.. yeah. Maybe a little. Yes. I'd never really kissed anyone before, let alone someone as gorgeous as Ana. I was just that kid who sat by himself, not someone who really dated. "You.. uh, kissed me back." I state, a curious expression crossing my face as my dark brown eyes fall back on her face.
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 29, 2013 20:09:40 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana's face flushed when Leon's fingers twirled one of her golden locks. Ana didn't know what Leon felt or what the kiss meant. Ana didn't know if she loved him or not. A feeling was tugging her to kiss him again, but Ana looked up at his face. Ana tightened her grip on his neck, her mouth opening but nothing come out. Ana left her thumb on Leon's flushed face. "Is that good?" Ana asked him, her voice wavering a bit. If Leon didn't love her, that was alright. She had a ton of boys under her wing. But Leon wasn't like those other boys.
He wasn't preppy or even a jock. He didn't watch her everyday like all the boys at school did. Ana stared at Leon, her heart beating non stop. Ana kissed Leon lightly, meeting his lips. Ana melted into him for some reason. Ana's china-blue eyes vanished, her eye lids replacing them.
WORDS ### TAGGED leon. NOTES the bitch is ready to haunt and stalk (y) TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 30, 2013 15:52:52 GMT -5
I didn't know if she liked me, or if I was nothing to her. Just some boy who'd chased her around playing tag, just another pair of lips on hers. I didn't know why the thought bothered me so much, but it did. Ana's thumb runs across my cheek before she speaks and I nod silently, embarrassed.
"Yes." I finally mumble before her thin arms wrap tighter around my neck. My dark brown eyes meet her blue ones and we just look at each other for a moment before Ana leans up for her lips to press to mine again. I cup her cheek in the palm of my hand, our lips melding together again.
Where did this leave us? God, I didn't know. Maybe she did like me.. it was a long shot, but, wasn't anything possible? Maybe.
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 30, 2013 16:02:52 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana's heart slowed down, her lips pressing against Leon's sweetly. It felt like the whole world vanished, except for the two of them alone surrounded by a field of dust and fog. Ana kissed her corner of his lips and brought her nose to his. Her gorgeous Tiffany box-blue eyes stared up at Leon's brown ones. It felt like it was wrong. But somehow it was right to Ana. A prep girl and a skater boy. Who wouldn't agree. Oh yeah right, the school. Ana didn't care. Her insides warmed up, as Ana pulled Leon closer to her. Ana's insides jumped up with joy and nervousness.
Ana kissed Leon lightly and ran her hands through his hair. Ana cocked her head to the side, her blonde ringlets falling over her toned shoulder. Ana smiled at Leon sweetly. She didn't know if Leon liked her or not. But by the way he was looking at her, Ana could tell he liked her. "I was right, you know." Ana murmed at Leon. Ana didn't know what was going to happen. Would he push her away and say this was wrong or stay with Ana? The moment was confusing Ana, as she pulled Leon's jacket tighter around her.
WORDS ### TAGGED leon. NOTES the bitch is ready to haunt and stalk (y) TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 30, 2013 16:11:31 GMT -5
It seemed as if there was no one else in the world except for me and her. Ana and I. My eyes open as she pulls back, her nose bumping mine. A small grin crosses my face, along with a blush. I was nervous, I felt as if I were hiding from the police. It felt illegal, to have kissed her and to be holding her, but, I pushed the feeling aside.
I wrap my other arm around Ana's waist as she pulled me closer to her, my hair falling into my face. Soft lips meet mine again after a moment, hands running through my long light brown hair. "Maybe." I reply with a lame shrug before a soft chuckle escapes me. What was this? What were we? "I, uh." I start before biting my lower lip awkwardly. How was I supposed to phrase that, whether she liked me or not. And I was afraid she'd just laugh and walk away.
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 30, 2013 16:18:47 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana blushed as Leon wrapped another arm around her small waist. Ana gently pushed his bangs out of Leon's brown eyes and looked up at him. He was speechless somehow wondering if it was right for them to kiss. Ana had that kind of effect on boys and got it on Leon. Ana blinked lightly and kissed Leon on the cheek. Her lips pulled back, only inches away from Leon's. "Was I right?" Ana asked Leon thoughtfully. Ana wanted to pull back and stare at him. But she held back. Ana's china-blue eyes met Leon's, her eyes getting softer by the minute. Ana never kissed a boy outside her own kind and it felt illegal to do it. It was like a rule she broken from her own kind.
Ana ignored everything and looked at Leon. Ana didn't know if the kiss meant something or not. Or did Leon mean something or not. Everything was confusing for Ana. Ana hung on, waiting for Leon to answer her. Ana brushed her thumb across the back of his neck, gently pushing him for an answer.
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 30, 2013 16:30:25 GMT -5
A soft smile crosses my face as a blush creeps across her face before her lips meet my cheek. I blink at her question, hoping that this was the right thing to say. I felt it, but saying it and someone's reaction could be totally different. "Yeah." I reply softly, nodding my head so that my hair swished back and forth slightly.
"Do you.. uh, l-like me?" I ask softly, feeling like a little kid. Sophia would come home from school, complaining that some boy had told her he liked her, but that he had cooties. I felt like he probably did, hoping he wouldn't be quarantined and pushed away. I bite the inside of my lower lip, a thumb tracing across her back as I waited for Ana's answer.
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Post by Ana Carmichael on Oct 30, 2013 16:37:58 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Ana smiled sweetly, when he answered her. Ana was always right and she got Leon to do it. Ana's thumb caressed Leon's shoulder blade, while she looked at him. Ana's red lips smiled ,as she tightened her grip on his. Ana leaned into Leon, her lips brushing lightly against his. Ana chuckled under her breath and stared at Leon, lovingly. "Yeah." Ana's mouth automatically blurted out.
Why did she say that? She liked him, right? Yeah. Leon was totally different from all the boys Ana dated. He didn't do football or wasn't even popular. And that's what made him special. Ana hugged Leon and kissed, sweetly. Her answer, answered his question. Ana hugged Leon, her shoulder brushing against his.
WORDS ### TAGGED leon. NOTES the bitch is ready to haunt and stalk (y) TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 |
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Post by Leon Acosta on Oct 30, 2013 16:50:18 GMT -5
Her thumb traces across my shoulder blade and I smile down at her before Ana leaned closer to me to gently press her lips to mine. This was the fourth time. No, I wasn't really keeping count, but it was just one of those things that stuck in my mind. One side of my mouth quirks up into a smile as she replies, her 'yeah' reaching my ears.
Maybe I could fly. Right now I felt like I could. Well, maybe that was taking it a bit far.. but I was happy. No one would ever think to put us together: prep and skater. Popular and loner. Just.. everything our society said went against it. Yet here we were. I knew that the kisses didn't mean we were a couple, far from it. But I didn't want to ask her out- I'd only known her for.. a week? Something like that. And I'd only gotten to know this side of her for about an hour..
Maybe in the future. I hoped so.
I kiss her back, leaning closer to her as Ana pulled me to her, the scent of her perfume reaching my nose. I tighten my grip around her small frame, not wanting to let her go.
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