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Post by asf! on Jan 16, 2009 23:51:21 GMT -5
   i’m safe, up high, nothing can touch me.
so why do i feel this party is over?[/color][/font][/size][/left] "I'll try to do that." Sammie said with a laugh, wrapping her arms around him. She felt it too. Sammie knew just how it was with him. She could be honest with him and she knew that. Sammie felt like they were almost meant to be. They were best friends and had been through everything. There wasn't an awkward air around them or anything. They were just best friends. She let her arms fall from around him and turned on her heel.
"I should probably pose for you so you don't have to pay Darcy again." Sammie said with a chuckle, starting to make her way back to the stool. She quickly stopped herself, turning back around to face him. "I forgot something." Sammie said with a nod before stepping forward and filling the gap between the two. Her lips collided with his and she kissed him gently, before breaking away and looking him in the eyes. "Did I just do that?"
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Post by _bjscw on Jan 17, 2009 19:46:03 GMT -5
Ben's eyes widened into the kiss, but they almost immediately closed, and he leaned into it as well, not able to control himself. When she broke it off, an incredible sinking feeling filled his stomach, but a blissful one also existed. It was a mixture of feelings - guilt for kissing someone else's girl, and ecstatic happiness for having kissed Sammie. A smile twitched on his lips, but he tried to force it back down. This was wrong, so wrong, this couldn't be happening, he couldn't be doing this, he was only making the drama worse--
"Yeah. Uh, you did." His voice cracked a little, a pink color flooding to his cheeks. He looked down at the floor, attempting to collect his thoughts. Ben was just itching to lean in and kiss her again, for now that they had done it, it became even more tempting. The feeling was incredible and he wanted to chase after it. An image of Kyle sitting in some cold asylum popped up in his head though, and it reminded him why he felt so bad about it.
Ben cleared his throat. "Sammie, that was... I mean, we shouldn't... uh, but it was great, fantastic really... oh, but Kyle... we shouldn't..." He couldn't even form a coherent sentence.
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Post by asf! on Jan 17, 2009 20:50:50 GMT -5
i’m safe, up high, nothing can touch me.
so why do i feel this party is over? [/color][/font][/size][/left]
She bit down on her bottom lip, Kyle returning to her thoughts. This would be the second time she had cheated on him. It couldn't technically be cheating if she planned to break up with him, could it? Sammie didn't want him to go psycho. Of course, he would go pyscho either way. He would either get upset about her wanting to be with Ben, or just upset that she didn't want to be with him. Either way, she lost. All the feelings she had been holding back since meeting Ben were finally creeping up on her. Sammie shoved her hands in her pockets, attempting to keep them from shaking. The guilt took over her. Of course she felt bad, but at the same time, she felt like she wasn't hiding anymore.
"Kyle always gets what he wants. I do whatever he tells me to do, whenever he tells me to do it. I stay with him to keep him sane." Sammie admitted, glancing down at her feet. "Actually, It wasn't always like that. Just recently when I came back this year." She said softly, her gaze meeting his. Sammie took a hand out of her pocket, tucking her hair behind her ears absent-mindedly. "I've always liked you a little more. You've been.. special." She finished, struggling for words. "You were like my best friend, but then I always felt something more. It always confused me but now I'm not confused anymore..."
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Post by _bjscw on Jan 23, 2009 23:03:46 GMT -5
There she went, talking about him in that grateful way she always did. It flattered Ben, and it also made him realize how bad of a situation he had just landed himself in. He could not become this guy again, the one that always found a way to make everyone hate him. He didn't want to live from one dramatic ordeal to another like he used to. He just wanted to start going about things normally.
"Sammie, it... it feels great knowing you feel that way about me. I mean, you're beautiful and sweet and you're one of the people I'm closest to in my life. But we really shouldn't do anything. I mean, we have to wait until you break up with Kyle at least. I can't go around kissing you when you're still technically involved with him." Ben stole another glance at her lips; the temptation was so incredible. Why did he feel this way now, when it was too late? Why couldn't he have felt this a couple years ago, back when he first met her? Kyle would have never been in the picture then. Ben winced.
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Post by asf! on Jan 24, 2009 1:50:55 GMT -5
i’m safe, up high, nothing can touch me.
so why do i feel this party is over? [/color][/font][/size][/left]
Sammie titled her head to the side, her brunette locks falling idly in her eyes. She listened to Ben's explanation. Her eyes gazed over, as if she was upset. She didn't feel anything. She didn't feel like she had been hurt. In fact, she was sure she hadn't. But there was a different kind of feeling that had flooded her mind. This feeling was something that she wasn't quite sure of. Her eyes scanned Ben, biting down on her bottom lip. His words were all she needed to hear. I mean, you're beautiful and sweet and you're one of the people I'm closest to in my life.
Her eyes lit up again, and she lifted her head. Ben had never said anything like that to her. Sammie's smile faded when he said that they shouldn't do anything. She knew that. Sammie knew sincerely that she shouldn't be getting involved with another boy, especially since she had cheated on Kyle once before. Sammie hadn't wanted to hurt Kyle the way she did, it just kind of happened. She continued to chew on her bottom lip, not really noticing her little habit.
Absent-mindedly, Sammie tugged at her sleeves. It was still one of her habits, and it usually gave her old habit away. She hated it, but she didn't even notice when she did it anymore. She gripped the ends of her sleeves, her nails pressing into her palms fairly hard. She nodded. "Y-yeah." Sammie stumbled over that one word. "I suppose you're right." Sammie said, nodding again. "I just get so caught up some times. I don't like to think about who else I might possibly be hurting... it's one of those things I need to work on."
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Post by _bjscw on Jan 24, 2009 17:49:00 GMT -5
Ben chuckled, taking a few small steps backwards as if to restrict himself. "Trust me Sammie, I know how you feel. I used to be exactly like that." For all of his life, he had always acted according to his emotions, and never to his mind. He got so caught up in all his own business and drama that sometimes he didn't think about the people he might be hurting. He liked to think of himself as better now; he didn't know if he actually was, though.
"Just figure out where things are going with Kyle. I mean, if you get a chance to talk to him and all. Once you sort all that out, you can always give me a call." Ben smiled a little bit.
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Post by asf! on Jan 30, 2009 11:53:41 GMT -5
i’m safe, up high, nothing can touch me.
so why do i feel this party is over? [/color][/font][/size][/left]
Sammie smirked at him, stepping back as well and sitting on the stool. She crossed her legs, placing her hands in her lap again. Her thoughts were whirling. Now, now she could be with Ben. Well, not officially, but she could tell Kyle it was over. But did she really want to end it with Kyle? She continued to ponder that and figured everything would be rocky with them when he came back anyway. He had just left without telling her, it was kind of painful. It was then that she thought of something. The fall formal was coming up, and she didn't think she wanted to go with Kyle too much..
"Uhm.. so I was wondering.." She paused, looking down at her lap, then back up at Ben with a small smile. "If I get all this worked out with Kyle, like, once we distance ourselves and I break it off.." Sammie stopped again, chewing on her bottom lip before spitting it all out at once. "You'llgotofallballwithme, right?"
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Post by _bjscw on Jan 31, 2009 0:08:14 GMT -5
Ben had already grabbed the sketchbook again, finishing up the basic touches to Sammie's outline and hair. Now he started in on the facial features. He listened carefully to her words as he sketched, trying not to get too excited as he anticipated what she was going to ask. It was so obvious, and he tried not to smile when the words tumbled out of her mouth all mushed together.
The last time he went to the school dance, the night had ended up in disaster. Kyle went to the hospital after having a seizure, and he and Sammie's relationship was torn to shreds - again. After that experience, Ben didn't really know how he felt about school social events. But he had to admit, he did kind of feel like dressing up and making himself look presentable for once. He wanted to prove to the other students that he was a good person again, that he could be elegant even. Ben smirked at the thought, focusing on the shape of Sammie's eyes.
"Yeah. I mean, after you work things out with Kyle and everything. But yes, I would love to escort you to the ball, m'lady." He teased her a bit, looking down bashfully.
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