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Slitherclaw · 09-13-2011, 01:20 AM

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Originally Posted by brave-at-heart-xo

Her cheeks were burning scarlet. But when he looked up at her, she realized his were, too. This made things a little better; at least she wasn't the only one. There weren't even words to describe what this was between them, and she had a word for everything, she swore by words. There wasn't a word out there that she didn't know.

He just kept looking at her, with those eyes, blushing like crazy. That's when it hit her again; was he ever going to tell her his real name? She thought about asking, but a part of her liked thinking of him as Sylvester. That is, until they figure out where this is going, then she'd want a real name. She blinked her eyes at him, sparkling slightly in the sun, thinking of just asking him now.

"Yes, really." She grinned, "I like being Cinderella to you." The urge to wrapped her arms around him washed over her again, and she struggled to push it away.

"That's good!" Still bouncing on her toes. This was embarrassing; was she twelve? "Let's sit."

She tossed her bag behind her, leaving a space next to her for him to sit down. She looked up at him, grinning.

"You do?" She did! She did?

Was that supposed to mean something cryptic? Like, I'm secretly telling you to bugger off. Hm...no. I didn't think so. Well, I sure didn't hope so. And since (in my world) the two went hand in hand, "I no think, I yes hope, I is right." Yup. That is how the world worked.

Until I was proven wrong, that is.

And...she was bouncing. Which was good, since I liked bouncing. Or at least, I liked to bounce so I could respect when others were bouncing. Ug. My mind works in interesting and complicated ways. Actually, it really doesn't work in any way. Hmm....contemplate.

Meanwhile, she asked me to sit. Sit. What was sit, again? My brain was working worse than usual. For an unnoticable split second, I stared at her in dumbfounded awe. Like: Oh my god you're an angel. Whose really smart. And knows...a lot of stuff.

Okay, maybe that wasn't the best analogy.

But eventually I came to my senses. Sit. Right. Sit. I sat. And smiled. A lot. And thought. In really short sentences. Such as. "You're pretty..." and "I like your eyes..." and "Want some coffee?" Well. I don't know, but I wanted some coffee. As usual.

But I didn't say any of these things. Instead, I said, "Urg..."

It wasn't the best thing that had come out of my mouth. I had a particularly strong urge to put my arm around her, but of course, even in my numified state, I knew that would be incredibly stupid.

09-13-2011, 01:20 AM	#133 (permalink)
Slitherclaw Fire Slug Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: In a cloud. Maybe. Posts: 161 Hogwarts RPG Name: Justin Sigal Sixth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by brave-at-heart-xo Her cheeks were burning scarlet. But when he looked up at her, she realized his were, too. This made things a little better; at least she wasn't the only one. There weren't even words to describe what this was between them, and she had a word for everything, she swore by words. There wasn't a word out there that she didn't know. He just kept looking at her, with those eyes, blushing like crazy. That's when it hit her again; was he ever going to tell her his real name? She thought about asking, but a part of her liked thinking of him as Sylvester. That is, until they figure out where this is going, then she'd want a real name. She blinked her eyes at him, sparkling slightly in the sun, thinking of just asking him now. "Yes, really." She grinned, "I like being Cinderella to you." The urge to wrapped her arms around him washed over her again, and she struggled to push it away. "That's good!" Still bouncing on her toes. This was embarrassing; was she twelve? "Let's sit." She tossed her bag behind her, leaving a space next to her for him to sit down. She looked up at him, grinning. "You do?" She did! She did? Was that supposed to mean something cryptic? Like, I'm secretly telling you to bugger off. Hm...no. I didn't think so. Well, I sure didn't hope so. And since (in my world) the two went hand in hand, "I no think, I yes hope, I is right." Yup. That is how the world worked. Until I was proven wrong, that is. And...she was bouncing. Which was good, since I liked bouncing. Or at least, I liked to bounce so I could respect when others were bouncing. Ug. My mind works in interesting and complicated ways. Actually, it really doesn't work in any way. Hmm....contemplate. Meanwhile, she asked me to sit. Sit. What was sit, again? My brain was working worse than usual. For an unnoticable split second, I stared at her in dumbfounded awe. Like: Oh my god you're an angel. Whose really smart. And knows...a lot of stuff. Okay, maybe that wasn't the best analogy. But eventually I came to my senses. Sit. Right. Sit. I sat. And smiled. A lot. And thought. In really short sentences. Such as. "You're pretty..." and "I like your eyes..." and "Want some coffee?" Well. I don't know, but I wanted some coffee. As usual. But I didn't say any of these things. Instead, I said, "Urg..." It wasn't the best thing that had come out of my mouth. I had a particularly strong urge to put my arm around her, but of course, even in my numified state, I knew that would be incredibly stupid.