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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Mar 26, 2011 5:48:26 GMT -5
Zilya had a slightly eventful week. She thought a lot about everything. She wanted to be herself. She wanted to be the way she was before coming to this country. She didn't like having what she felt was the wrong parts but she had still been happy with who she was. She wanted that back. She had been a lot quieter lately too and usually Zilya was quite good at making friends. She could smile and talk to someone and not worry about what they thought of her but now she was constantly afraid of being found out but some days after that first session she managed to make progress. It sort of came up in the conversation late one night.. Or was it early that morning? Either way, she had admitted it. She hinted at it and let it be known and it turned out alright. Two people knew now and Zilya wasn't completely worried about it. It was sort of freeing to not care so much. With it being just the beginning, she knew more people would find out quite quickly. This sort of thing spread like wildfire. Once one person knew the rest would follow shortly but it was okay with her. This, to her, was temporary. She would start on hormone treatements when she turned eighteen and that would make things that much easier. Then she would have the necessary operations and then life would be perfect and she would be very happy. Zilya had that plan in place for a while but her view of the future had dulled significantly since all of the bad stuff had happened. After speaking with the doctor though, it was like she had gained a renewed drive to do what she wanted and to just be happy. That was all anyone ever wanted, to be happy. So today, she had a smile on her face. It was another day or two before her next session and things were going well. It was lunch time and most of the students were in the cafeteria or else where. Zilya however, chose to go outside and enjoy the fresh air. It was a beautiful day, why let it go to waste? Standing by the stairs, she glance down at the tables, spotting a familiar face, the very doctor that seemed to have help her come out of her shell a lot more. He seemed to have worked some pretty crazy magic because it had only been one session so far. It still bothered her all the things her father had said but at least now she wasn't going to take it as seriously. She had managed to put a barrier between her and those events and this was the first step in the process. It was horrible what he did but she wasn't going to let him decide that she wasn't worth anything. That was a mistake she didn't want to repeat again. Standing there, she turned away from the man and back to the friend that she was talking to, Isaac. He had been there when she admitted it for the first time at this school and he took it incredibly well, just shrugging it off like it was nothing. He treated her like a girl and just straight out denied her being a guy at all, saying that just having the parts didn't count. He was a little brash and definitely uncensored but it made her smile. He wasn't the sort of person that she was usually friends with but he was a nice guy and it was good that she was starting to have friends here. She had been smiling a lot more lately, thanks to the doctor, she glanced back in his direction one more time. As the conversation ended, Zilya waved good bye and made her way down the steps still looking quite happy. She was in a good mood today and not much was going to change that. She stopped at the bottom and looked around, an apple in her hand. It wasn't much of a lunch but Zilya just didn't feel like having much today. She would starve herself if she was upset or if she just wanted to but usually she would eat at least a little bit. She didn't think that this was a problem because if she wanted to, she would eat. If anyone was to think that she really was an anorexic than they were sadly mistaken. Zilya knew she had this under control. Finding that most of the tables were taken, she went to the one with one man sitting at it by himself. Zilya was dressed much more casually today but this was normal for just another school day. Still, she managed to make it look classy with her gray fedora and accesories. even her walk and the way she held herself said that she was a confidant and beautiful young woman. It was truly amazing how good that facade was for someone who was naturally a boy. "Hello Dr. Preston," she said with a cheerful smile. She forgot for a second what his first name was but then she remember it. Bryson. It was a nice name but she wouldn't use it of course, it wouldn't be right. "Do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is taken," she told him, gesturing to the other tables as she held the apple in her hand. She could have found another table to sit at but Zilya wanted to to sit at this one. She told herself it was only because he seemed nice but in truth she was a little attracted to him, though she wouldn't even admit it to herself. She didn't want to talk about her problems or anything but considering this was lunch she was sure the man wouldn't bring his work out here with him and she felt a whole lot more comfortable right now than she had been back in the office which meant that it would be easier to talk to him now. outfit
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Post by bryson michael preston on Mar 31, 2011 23:13:36 GMT -5
Bryson had a long week. He had a lot of interesting clienteles in his office throughout the week. Some no most of them all really needed to just reevaluate and learn that themselves were the best person they could possibly be. That was what brought happiness. A person who was truly happy was set free. One who was sad wallowed in the pity of the words of their bullies.
Dr. Preston had been concerned at the trust levels at the school. Sure, all these students were like troubled and what not, but mostly all of it revolved around trust. They all had it in common so he didn't understand why some of the people couldn't bond through that. Trust issues were trust issue’s though and that is where he was involved in the school. He was sworn to let the teens have their private lives. He began to whistle the jaws theme song as if it were such a bad thing to trust someone.
Dr. Preston wondered about some of the people that had secrets like Zilya. She truly was amazing and he didn't believe that her problem stemmed from sexuality confusion. He believed it was just from not feeling accepted and not wanting to jeopardize any sense of acceptance He wondered if she had told some of the people about her condition and if she had how did they feel.
Bryson had never really lied about being how he was, but he didnt out right say anything so the maybe him and Zilya connected more and well he was just drawn to her and her story. He couldn't help it. The fact that she ended up talking to him despite him just pushing and pushing and such. Well, it was great and he think they really got to the core of the problem with her. He was all smiles about that as he pulled into the parking lot.
Bryson took his suitcase out of his car and locked his door. He made sure his hair looked smooth and then walked onto the campus and out to the picnic area. Today he was going to observe student behavior from a distance while he looked like he was writing stuff down. That would give him a better idea of how the kids interacted with one another. This should be interesting. he said with a smile.
The weather was perfect today he was surprised there wasn't more people out in the area. They were pry all in the cafeteria though because of the air conditioning. That was understandable. Though he didn’t know why some of them would not enjoy the weather while it was out and hot and such. Some people just didn’t like the weather though and that was okay their loss.
Bryson had gotten a picnic table and took out his material looking around at the familiar and non familiar faces. He wondered how many of the students here he wouldn't even get a chance to talk to. Not all of them needed therapy but he figured some of them would go to the other doctors. He wasn't the only doctor on campus to help these kids, but he kind of wanted a shot at attempting to help everyone.
Looking up he caught Zilya looking at him and talking to a guy whom he hadn't met before yet. He couldn't help but smile and write something down on his paper. Well, she seemed to be a lot happier which was just as well, because Bryson felt like he had accomplished a lot with her and the proof was right under his nose. Or a glance ahead whatever. The boy didn’t look like the typical model friend, but that as judgmental.
The girl looked a little thiin he noted that she had an apple but he couldn’t see if she had anything else in her hand, because he wasn't stalking her with his eyes or anything that would probably creep him out and well he didn't want to scare anyone. He just took notes and it would be something they'd touch on next class because he was curious about her health. That was the real reason behind her being here and he totally got that now.
The cheerful tone was a different one and it sounded like a girl like she had described. The model happy go lucky type of girl. ”Hello Zilya, how are you doing today?” he asked. It had been some time sense he had seen her and she looked like she was doing good but this conversation would be harmless, because it was just a normal one.
He looked around at some of the other tables that seemed to fill up but hey he wasn’t going to say anything. Yeah go ahead. he said and moved his case over to the chair next to him and he looked about. ”How are you liking this weather?” he asked trying to strike up a conversation. Hey it was a legit question. Something that someone that was on a date my ask if they were nervous he wasn’t nervous but he did find her to be a really pretty girl.
He nodded toward Isaac. ”I see you made a friend.” he said giving her a thumbs up. Sure, that was cheesy but he wasn’t going to ask her about it he was just going to let her know that he thought it was cool. He put his things in his case. Top secret information. he joked smiling at her and waited for her to speak.
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 1, 2011 0:36:25 GMT -5
The man did look as though he was working on something. He only had his pen and some papers and Zilya did wonder for a moment if she would be bothering him by approaching him but she soon decided that it would be worth the risk. She didn't know what but she found she liked talking to him. She thought that perhaps she shouldn't like it because he was just so good at his job. It was as though he knew how to make her thing of things that she would much rather avoid and simply bury deep in the back of her mind. He had that power over her and perhaps over everyone this this was his job and he would have had to have been studying it for many years. It made sense for him to have a skill like that and usually people would avoid it for fear of being analysed for their every move. It was like he could get inside their heads but Zilya didn't let it bother her. She didn't analyse it too much herself but she knew that she liked being around him, even if the last time had her in tears. She was simply attracted to him and although she didn't want to think of it as a physical thing, it was an attraction nonetheless. She was just drawn to him. There was something about him that she couldn't quite place but it had her interested enough to want to find out more. “I'm fine,”
[/color]the Russian said, her accent still as thick as ever. He was kind of cute with that seriousness, though she was aware that he probably wasn't trying to be seriousness now which only made him look adorable for some reason. It like that that setting was permanently on and he would always have that sense of professionalism about him but she liked that. “And how are you?” she asked, looking cheerful as ever. Zilya smiled and sat down. "The weather is fine," she told. She had no real opinion on it but it was nice, she would admit to that much at least. She tossed the apple from one hand to the other a few times, just smiling at him. Holding up her apple, she rested her arms against the table and bit into it. Her soft lips pressing into the red skin of the fruit. She looked like she was posing for a shoot, perhaps one in which she would have to look quite seductive and appealing to the male audience but Zilya wasn't even doing it on purpose, this all just came naturally to her. She was like a moving picture, directed and lit perfectly and effortlessly. Swallowing small piece of the apple, she licked her lips and pulled it in, sucking on it for a moment until he mentioned her friend. She tilted her head, looking at him innocently as she grinned at him before giving him her answer. "I have a few friends now. We all went shopping. Zac was just there to hold the bags and complain. It was fun," she told him with a smile as she gestured back at the boy who was now talking to another girl, occationally glancing back at Zilya and Bryson with a smirk that could have looked like a smile from that distance away. Noticing the lack of a tray, Zilya spoke. “You're not eating lunch. Is this work for you?”[/color] she asked, the sentence structure not quite perfect as she tried to ask if him being here was for work. She had noticed him taking notes and he wasn't eating so Zilya couldn't help but wonder if she was just getting in his way. Soon her question was answered and she found herself actually giggling a bit. Top secret. That was cute.. She was grinning and smiling a lot and perhaps flirting a little.. Or a lot.. Zilya knew she shouldn't but she felt as though, as long was no one pointed it out, they could just pretend it wasn't happening. "Is there anything in there about me?" she asked, truly curious. outfit[/center][/blockquote]
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Post by bryson michael preston on Apr 1, 2011 23:01:33 GMT -5
The whole observing students without their knowledge was no big deal. He didn’t have to do it. The school thought it may be an interesting way to learn about them. See what their risks really were and what not and see what subjects he could talk about.
Dr. Preston didn’t understand why but for some reason she was his favorite client. It wasn’t because of who she was on the sense of her whole condition she just was really pretty and she seemed like a really good genuine person. What was not to like about her?
His job was to get to know her, like her, help her, and well he had done that in one session even though they were not close to done. They still had a lot to talk about and months to do it in. Sure therapy was a long process and there would be times where they didn’t have a lot to talk about and he would regret those days, but he’d enjoy his time with her while she was here.
Though there was the whole non professional aspect of the whole matter. Bryson was always a really professional dude he loved keeping it strictly that and nothing more. There were few therapists that really did that whole thing. He was defiantly one of them. Then there was Zilya and he couldn’t help himself but he found her rather attractive and his story was kind of like hers though well he shouldn’t have a personal connection at all. Sure, there were other stories that fit the same bit as his, but for some reason he was attracted to the girl.
He got this bad thought in his head the screamed yeah you are fine, but just nodded his head a bit and mentally shunned himself for that thought. Glad to hear it. he said with all seriousness. He was glad she seemed to be doing better and couldn’t wait to hear about it more so up in his office not too too long from now. Her thick Russian accent was thick but it gave him shivers in the good sense, but you couldn’t tell he was to professional
[/b] to let on otherwise. ”I am doing well thank you.” he said properly and he took out a water bottle and took a small drink and then put it on the table. She was so sweet and he enjoyed that. ”So anything interesting going on today?” he asked not wanting to asked anything personal cause they weren’t in his work setting. Bryson followed the apple and when it went to her lips he kind of acted like something caught his eye, but out of the corner of his eye he watched her take a bit and how delicately and sexy it looked pressed up against them. He swallowed lightly avoiding a gulp to make it to evident. Yeah, that was hot and it kind of slightly turned him on. That was one image he would love to shoot. He instantly again got upset with himself for such thoughts. He felt like such an asshole! Bryson felt himself become jealous. No guy carried bags for girls. That was a guy friend that was someone a little more friendly to Zilya obviously and the way he kept smirking as he looked at her said it all. ”Oh so he’s your boyfriend then” he said letting the word drag a bit. Yeah, that wasn’t obvious. He cleared his throat. ”Congratulations he said in a more happier tone. He hadn’t gotten any lunch cause he wasn’t really hungry. He ate at weird times. Maybe he was just weird. ”Im not really hungry and its not so much work...I’m just observing.” he said honestly with a shrug. [b[“I guess it kind of works to my advantage as a therapy method..”[/b] he stated. Bryson was a big of a geek? He really didn’t know he was flirting..He couldn’t help but smirk at the question if there was anything about her in the notes he had taken. ”My lips are sealed miss, but hey you never know..” he said and shrugged giving her an innocent look. Yeah, there was butit was just a note about her and her boyfriend. Summer shook her head at Zac. You stare any harder and the guy is going to call you in for a session.” she taunted him and rolled her eyes playfully. ”I think he’s into her.” she said looking now to. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 2, 2011 6:11:12 GMT -5
Zilya didn't know a thing about the man but he was nice enough. Sure that first meeting wasn't the best considering she had to remember all the bad stuff that she was just dying to forget or at least bury deep in the back of her mind but he was attractive and young (which she hadn't expected at all) and he just seemed like a nice guy and her little world lacked that. Zilya smiled when he said he was glad to hear it. This man knew just about everything about her and he was still here talking to her and being incredibly nice. She hadn't expected it from him but she got it all the same and he wasn't acting weird about the fact that she was smiling at him a lot. Maybe he hadn't realized that she liked him? Either way, she was certain that it had to be against some of the rules or something. “Good,”
[/color] she said when he told her that he was doing well. She watched as he drank his water. She wondered for a second what it might be like to just kiss him but then stopped herself there. No, that was bad. She shouldn't be thinking thoughts like that, that would be going too far and Zilya was sure that he wouldn't like that at all. “Today? Not really,” [/color]she told him. Nothing really interesting had happened yet. It was only lunch now and all that had happened were a few classes. “And you? Anything interesting?” [/color]she asked. The day had just begun but maybe he had something to say about it? It was worth asking. She was still sort of looking at him but not in a stare, just in a normal way as she bit into the apple. The funny thing was that he looked away, to her it seemed like he was trying to avoid looking at her directly as though it was bad or something and it wasn't, but it was still interesting to take note of. Zilya could always figured it out later.. If there even was anything to figure out. Zilya giggled a little when Bryson said that as she bit back a huge grin. Zac? No. Never. He was just.. He was Zac and even if he was bisexual or something, he wasn't even her type. Zilya shook her head and she looked back at Bryson. “He's just a friend and he's gay anyway,” [/color]she told him because being gay immediately meant that it wasn't going to work. Although she was physically a guy, she was still much too much of a girl to ever be with a gay guy. “Also, not a lot of guys would like me and he's not the type of guy I would like anyway,”[/color] she admitted. She was right there. Only a small minority of guys were a possibility. Plus Zac was too punk rock for her tastes. Zilya was a pretty classy girl and she needed a pretty classy guy. One who wore suits and acted all professional.. It made sense why she found him so attractive. In a way, she secretly hoped that he would ask her because part of her wanted to describe that guy because he fit that description so perfectly, while the rest of her wasn't sure if she should. Observing? She could see how that would work. He would probably be able to get more out of watching how the students here interacted with each other and how they just were generally, outside of his office. She could understand how they would be much more relaxed if they didn't even know they were being watched. Zilya just smiled. She knew he wouldn't tell her. It was his job to keep his files and all and help her somehow and simply telling her everything he had written down probably wasn't something any psychiatrist would do. He looked so cute though just sitting there just looking all innocent. She wanted so much just to kiss him.. One little kiss.. What harm could it do. “Whaat? I'm gay. I'm allowed to stare, without getting a psych session” Zac said. It'd be perfectly normal after all. “Besides, I have to.. I'm tryin' to see what's goin' on there,” he said, looking far too interested. It was that curiosity that Zac had that drove him to spy on people like this. Besides, he could simply tell himself that it was for Zilya's benefit. “He better be into her cause she sure as hell is into him,” he told Summer. “Isn't that not allowed though?” he asked before realising how ridiculous his question was. “Bugger it, what do I care? I'm the one sleeping with a bloody teacher,” he said. outfit[/center][/blockquote]
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Post by bryson michael preston on Apr 2, 2011 13:11:10 GMT -5
Bryson hadn't shared anything with the young lady about himself. He knew he wasn't suppose to but their first meeting he learned so much about her and he figured that was why she felt so comfortable around him. That and the fact that well he didn't find her to have a sexual condition and he told her so. He was the one with the PHD and well the nights she relived in his office sure he was her father, but he wasn't really qualified to make deisions for her. Not like this anyways.
The smile she wore was beautiful. She was beautiful. He knew what had happened to her and her sitting here with him wearing that smile. That meant she overcame some of her problems. She had thought them through and well that made her even more beautiful because she was acceptant of the fact that not everyone was going to accept her. A person was beautiful on the inside and out if their motives were pure and if they were genuine and smart and funny. He was dead on she didn't lack any of those qualities sure he hadn't seen them all up close, but he was sure he would.
The hot day meant that consuming plenty of water was good for you, but to be honest that wasn't on Bryson's mind. This girl was doing something to him. Something that he only really kin of felt with one woman before. The mother of his child, but that was short lived. He had never felt like this when he barely met someone. Was that bad? He might want to see and explore a relationship with a student? She was almost eighteen...No those thoughts must be shut away. He knew a lot about her and well he had reason to like her though right?
"Maybe something will?" he said trying to find proper words, but he really didn't know what to sy to that. The day was still young though and he knew these students ravished at night. "Well, don't tell anyone but no not yet.." he said trying to make a joke and seeing if it would work. He felt like such a dork. He really hadn't done anything interesting in a long time. He would say he was talking to her, but then he didn't want to get slapped nor go down that road..as of yet.
He wondered if she noticed if she would question it back in therapy. He had told her that she could ask him questions as well if that made her feel comfortable. He meant it too. He would answer them honestly. Even if it was about her or his past he tried not to bring up because he was proffesional. If he didn't bring it up and they did well that was different. He wasn't trying to hide things, but they were kept secret otherwise.
The whole Zac thing was a bit out of line, but he couldn't take it back now. He didn't know what her type was and well asking might imply something. He would maybe ask her in therapy? It was confidential. He wasn't monitered unless requested and well he monitered them so that was different. "Oh sorry I assumed." he said feeling like a bit of a jerk off for making assumptions like that. Though it made him wonder what she was really into.
"Why do you think that?" his questions were setting in now. He wondered why she thought not many guys would date her. Not many people here knew her secret so that was kind of an odd statement to make unless she had tried to get someone to date her already. He glanced around at the variety of guys kindof trying see what she might be interested in. "What type of guy would you date?" he asked instantly regretting the question, because well his mouth just blurtedout what was on his mind and it made him look badly he thought.
He felt like a bit of a stalker as he watched some of the students he talked to and their behavior outside of his office, an some of them would pry get mad and or a little paranoid, but it gave him more to talk about. The more material he had the better job he could to in his opinion.
Sure, he felt like he was kind of the bottle of this school keeping everyones little secrets to himself. Though it was really interesting to him and he loved to help people and he wouldn't go blabbing. Sure, it was his job, but he took pride in it and was fully committed. Some people weren't like that. "If I didn't know any better I would say you were spying on my information." he joked and shook his head at himself a little. He laughed a little so she knew it was a joke just in case it was put out there by his statement.
"If she catches you staring she's well no she's to nice to hurt you but I'll kick your butt." she saidwith a laugh and then he said ht was trying to see what was going on. She was into the psychiatrist that was hot and it would make for hot sex too! She smirked a little. "If she's into him and her gay little gossip queen is staring and ruins it for her she won't be happy but heck why not." she said looking over and reading his body language. "He's nervous that means something." she sad with a nod. She was good at reading guys like that. She fed off their body language it told her whether or not they would be interested in anything at all. "Yeah, don't be a butt if he wants to fuck around with her then he can and you of all people can't say anything..." she said pointing at him and then pointing at her eyes with to fingers then back at Zac.
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 2, 2011 23:46:39 GMT -5
Zilya smiled. It made sense. The day had only just begun after all and Zilya nodded in agreement. “Maybe,”
[/color] she confirmed. She just smiled at his joke. He was trying to be friendly and it was nice, Zilya definitely appreciated the effort and she was trying to do the same too but all she could manage was to smile and grin and keep staring into those blue eyes. Zilya just smile, “It's alright,” [/color]she told him. It was just funny that he had assumed in the first place. Zilya thought about his question. It was definitely a valid one, but something about the way he asked made it seem like a session. Though Zilya was sure that it was only because that was just the sort of person he was. He was just serious like that but he liked that. “Not a lot of guys would be okay with what I am,”[/color] she explained as though it was nothing. She could keep it a secret for a while but it was going to come up eventually and Zilya didn't like to have to lie to them. “But it's fine,” [/color]she added to reiterate the fact that she was okay with it. Zilya hadn't really dated much anyway. She wasn't going to complain about things like that. She would change what she could and accept the rest. That was the best way to go about things like this. Zilya smiled, eyes focusing on the table as she pictured her ideal guy and came up with an image of the man sitting across from her. “Someone smart, nice. Someone who cares a little bit about how he looks but isn't very.. what's the word.. Not very self-conscious or too vain.. And who is not very shallow,”[/color] she explained. “Someone a bit older, who maybe wears nice suits, someone who is not so immature like many of these guys here,”[/color] she said, gesturing back at the students that were scattered around the picnic area before glancing back at at Bryson with a smile. She wondered if he would notice how perfectly he fit that description. “If you did think I was doing then then obviously I'm not a very good spy,”[/color] she said. She wasn't really trying to get much from information from him. This was just fun, just talking about nothing in particular. She grinned when he laughed. He had a nice laugh and she could see that he would be fun just to hang out with in a more casual way. “Oh come on,” Zac said. “I'm not doing anything wrong,” he said. It was true though. “Oi, don't call me that!,” Zac said, not appreciating the 'queen' reference because well, as far as he was concerned, he wasn't that gay. “They not going to notice anyway, they're too into each other I think,” he said, waiting to get Summer's opinion on it. “He's nervous? How can you tell?” Zac asked, trying to look for the signs. If she was seeing something then he wanted to know about it to! “I'm not saying anything bad. I'm all for it. I say she should just do it,” he told her. “You should probably stop pointing. We need to try to be all subtle-like,” he told her, looking away though probably making himself look more suspicious. The two at the table weren't really looking at them anyway. outfit[/center][/blockquote]
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Post by bryson michael preston on Apr 3, 2011 22:24:48 GMT -5
Bryson knew that joke had not been really good. Don't tell anyone? Like, his life was some top secret or something. His events during the day were waking up and seeing his daughter over skype. Yes, he skyped to see Aimee and check up on his ex wife. Then he would work out and he would be out the door to come to work. He would go home and cook himself dinner repeat a skype session like he did in the morning had a couple glasses of wine and went to bed.
Bryson still felt a little bit of an asshole that he just made that assumption. Sure, the boy wasn't ugly or anything like that, but it really wasn't his place to be saying stuff like that. Maybe, that was something he shouldhave saved for the session or something. He just thought maybe...she had come to find someone that made her happy and such she seemed to been all smiles, so maybe that was why he had thought, but he decided maybe he shouldn't overthink things thats what got him into it in the first place.
"Aha" he said not really asking the burning question of well, had she tried. That wasn't a question for friendly outside conversation. He just nodded a little bit that he understood. He looked down at his sleeve it had become undone. He went and fixed it as she said it was fine. Well, at least she was alright with it. You could change what you had, but she already was who she wanted tobe so sh couldn't change who she was. That was another thing she had to come to realize. "You're a pretty young lady you will find someone" he said and smiled to reassure his statement.
Dr. Preston had to live with the fact that he had asked the question already so he sat up and listened intently. In his head he went over the words smart, caring, not self-conscious, older, not vain, not shallow, not immature, and nice suits." That sounded like it would work, but it also sounded a lot like him. He was wearing a suit well everything but a jacket. He just decided to not make anything big of it, but inside he couldn't help but intertpret that to his advantage.
"Oh I was just kidding." he said biting his lip and fiddled his thumbs. "I'm sorry I'm bad at jokes" he said and he shrugged a little bit. He was having a good time though. He was trying to loosen up a little bit, but he must admit he was a bit of a boring guy. "So, I am fairly new here is there any interesting sights around this place?" he asked thinking that might be interesting.
"Sorry, but you do love gossiping" she said with a smile she pointed out with a wink. but i love you Zac. she said with a wink. Then she looked back and read his body language and looked and watched to see how much came out of his mouth. "Well, for one he's not talking a lot and he shrugs about every five minutes and he just doesn't look comfortable...which screems nervous to me oh and the little twiddle of the thumbs dead give away subtle got it I'll be subtle. she said and winked again turning her back and stepping in front of him. "We should go for a walk." she said having had read his lips about the sights around this school. Zilya would get to give him a tour
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 3, 2011 23:51:59 GMT -5
Bryson seemed to just accept it, in that same clinical way, not even following it with another question this time. He was just a guy who seemed nice and she was just a girl who was talking to him. Zilya liked that. It was nice to be in a normal situation, doing very normal things, especially in a place like this when that sort of thing would be rare. Watching as he fixed the button on his sleeve, Zilya bit into her apple again. She smiled when he said that she was pretty and kind of stopped there. She didn't really need to hear the rest. Zilya had to stop herself again. Why was she acting like this? She shouldn't be all smiles and start grinning all because he said she was pretty. That was just silly and Zilya was a lot more mature than that. She knew she shouldn't do this. "Do you really think I'm pretty or are you just saying that?" she asked, blue eyes staring back at him innocently, waiting for an honest answer. It was only after the words were said that she kind of wondered if she should have held that back. He was her psychiatrist after all.S he shouldn't be saying things like that and to top it all off, he might read too much into and go psychoanalyze her or whatever it was he did. "I know," Zilya told him with a smile. "I'm not so good at telling jokes too," she told him. It seemed they were on the same kind of level when it came to that. They didn't need to try to be funny, and it would still be great. They could be comfortable and just talk and Zilya would be happy with that, though she wasn't sure what else they could talk about. She had to stop thinking about him in a way she knew she shouldn't and then she could maybe be better at this and have more to say. She could tell he was trying to loosen up and just relax but even that was kind of cute. She didn't know why she thought that but she just did. Zilya wanted to tell him that he didn't need to try so hard, he could just talk to her, that she didn't bite but obviously she couldn't say any of that because of who he was. "I've barely seen this place myself," Zilya pointed out with an amused smile. She didn't mind being asked that question though because she actually had something to say now. "There's always the beach and i hear there are some good restaurants and places like that," she said, throwing in the restaurant comment, hoping he might ask if she'd want to go to one with him or something. She knew it was never going to happen but she just had to throw that in there anyway. "Well you don't exactly complain much, do ya?" Zac pointed out. He did like to but she didn't seem to have too much of a problem with it anyway. "Yeah that's right, you better," he said, like it was her job to love him. Zac listened and watched as Summer explained. "Is that bad though? If he's not comfortable around her?" he asked, this wasn't exactly his strong point but then he had Summer's skills to help him out. "Walk? Walk where?" he asked, still glancing over wanting to know what would happened. outfit
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Post by bryson michael preston on Apr 4, 2011 1:37:14 GMT -5
Maybe, it wasn't such a bad idea to get to know her outside of the room. He would have a sense of how she was and what she was about even though he was a little more reserved. Sometimes well most times in his office he ha a lot to say, but most of the time he didn't have much to say. He didn't know what to really say. He felt bad. He thought about it and thought about it. "Have you seen the town?" he asked curiously. Yeah, that would strike up more conversation.
He watched her smile as he said she was pretty and well he thought it was awesome to watch her smile like that. He didn't know for what reason, but was sure it had to do something with her being pretty, but he was just being honest he really did find her gorgous. In two senses of course. Though he had said it in the sense she wouldn't catch on to anything otherwise.
"I wouldn't just say you're pretty and not mean it." he said honestly. Do you think I'm pretty?" he asked jokingly just to make sure she dind't think anything of it and she didn't think he was using this as a session or anything though she seemed more relaxed about the whole thing. Maybe a session outside would make her more nervous though because well there were no walls.
"Yeah, I'm kind of a well if I have to admit it work and home thats all I really do I'm kind of boring Miss." he said explaining kind of why he was so um uptight yeah maybe thatwas the word. He wasn't sure though what she'd have to say to that, because she was trying to make him feel cozy and hold a convo with him at least that is the way he saw it.
"Oh really well maybe we should go sight see a little I heard this school i kind of nice and well the town is alright much smaller then I'm use to" he admitted. He really hadn't seen much of the town either, but he had been talking about the school. He was sure it would not be appropriate to invite a student to go off campus with you though he was sure it may happen from time to time at a place like this especially with the sex addicts.
"No I love our talks" she said and put her arm around him. "And our late nights." she said with a wink. Of course she was kidding, but yeah. She looked over and then looked at Zac. Well, it just depends Zilya likes him for a reason right so he can't be to uncozy in that sense..i think hes hiding emotions..guys like to do that." she said and she nodded a little bit. "Walk to wherever is a nice site around this place...He want's to see the school read his lips." she said with a smirk.
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 4, 2011 2:09:14 GMT -5
"No, not really," Zilya admitted. She hadn't been out much expect tot he beach with Tanner and shopping with Summer, Hannah and Zac. She hadn't seen much beyond that though. For a second she wondered why he had asked that but then she decided that it didn't matter because however she looked at it, it wasn't going to be a bad thing. Zilya bit into her apple to hide the big giant grin on her face when he said that he wouldn't say it if he hadn't meant it. It probably didn't mean anything, she would just keep telling herself that but it was nice to hear anyway and then she laughed when he spoke and needed a moment before responding. "Not pretty but handsome and you're definitely funnier than you think you are," she said. He had a sense of humor and that was nice. He could make her laugh at least so it was all good. "I'm sure you're not boring," Zilya said. She couldn't believe that. "If you say it like that then I think maybe I'm boring too," she said, thinking about it for a moment and pointing out to him that he definitely wasn't a boring person just because he went between work and home all the time. She liked being home and she liked working but then for her work involved a lot of fun and crazy things sometimes which did make up for it. Still, by that definition it could apply to her to. Zilya smiled again when he spoke. They should go sight see? As in walk around and look at stuff, in each other's company when they didn't really have to be? That was definitely a good thing! "I'd like that," she said. "yeah, yeah," Zac said but he had a grin on his face. Summer was his best friend, actually getting mad at her for whatever reason was kind of impossible. He just laughed when she mentioned the late nights. "Oh yeah, all those sexy talks about .. sex," he said with a smirk. It had happened, hanging out talking.. and somehow that was always what their chats would revolve around. It was all fun though. "They do? I had no idea," Zac said sarcastically. He was a guy, he was well aware of this, he did it all the time, even though he was already sort of with Mr. Awesome. "read? what?!" he asked, "Since when did you start reading lips..? And alright, let's go then," he said, agreeing with it. outfit
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Post by bryson michael preston on Apr 4, 2011 3:33:07 GMT -5
”Well you should hey you never know it could be really cool I mean I don’t know what teens are really into I have to admit that I have was a big dork, back in school so I never really was good with being a teenager anyways.” he said talking a lot more then he usually did. He was just trying to help her get out and about and see new things while she was here and just make the best of the situation really.
The fact that she kept biting into that apple right in front of him, because it was so damn hot and he didn’t know why in the world he was thinking like this right now. He couldnt’ wait for her to finish eating that damn thing. Though the laugh snapped him out of his thoughts thank goodness.
”Darn, I wanted to be pretty.” he said in a serious tone clearing his throat. I’ll take handsome” he said smiling at her. ”Thank you” he said being polite when she said he was handsome and funny. He was a very polite man in all seriousness.
Well, I mean I know I say that I told you that its good to have a social life, but I don’t have much of one myself. he said with a laugh. ”I mean yeah I talk a lot, but I mean I don’t know” he said stopping because it sounded funny and he felt like he was blabbing. Maybe, he should get out more. What he was really trying to say was that he needed to get out and he needed to make some friends or something his age and what not. He didn’t mind his students, but well the school would find it odd.
He made sure that the brief case was closed and everything was in it. He got up and he politely offered her a hand to get up. ”Alright do you know any of the directions?” he asked her wondered what was where.
”Yeah” she said finishing up with the third yeah. Zac knew everything about her and well she loved Zac he was a badass. She liked him and his cool sexy school teacher boyfriend. What was not to like? ”Yeah, well its cause I have problems...and talk about sex a lot” she said with a nod. They were always interesting though and really amusing and hey it gave them plenty to talk about.
”Don’t be an ass” she said pointing at him because of his sarcastic tone. He had to put up with double the trouble because well he was a guy and he was in love with a guy. ”Lips” she said and then when he asked when did she start she just smirked. ”Now. she said seeing him get up. Wait wait wait..” she said and watching out of the corner of her eye to kind of see what way they were going.
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 4, 2011 4:49:17 GMT -5
"You were a big dork?" Zilya repeated with a grin, it sounded funny saying it with her accent. "But I'm a cute one I'm sure," she added, he had to be the most adorable dork at his school, she had no doubt about that, the girls would have loved him. "I don't do a lot of normal teenage things either except maybe shopping and sleep overs," she said. Those were fun things to do. Models did like to shop. Being able to chose what you wanted to wear was great after days of simply being told what to wear. Shopping was always fun for her, even if she didn't end up getting anyway, it didn't matter too much. Sleep overs were good too. Zilya hadn't done much of that in years but now being here in the dorms, it was like a big sleep over and it was fun, having all her friends here and being able to speak to them in the middle of the night. What was not to like about that? Zilya didn't even realise that she had called him cute. She was just so distracted and just having so much fun talking to him and he was a adorable in his own way and she liked it. He was a lot more relaxed now and he just seemed so easy to talk to, it was great. Zilya just grinned at his joke. He was just so cute and so funny. Why couldn't he just be some regular guy? Why did he have to be Dr. Preston, the guy who was going to get inside her head or do whatever it was he did to help her? Why couldn't he just be Bryson? ..It was an odd question to ask, even if it was just in her but Zilya couldn't help but imagine what things might be like if they had met under different circumstances. Could he have been the guy to finally like her for her and actually want to be with her? "You're welcome," she said being polite right back. He just kept on doing and saying all these nice things. He definitely wasn't making it easy for her to just see him in a strictly professional way. It just wasn't going to happen anymore. Bryson was just such a great guy and Zilya didn't often get to meet such genuinely nice guys. Zilya just listened. Ah, so he didn't have a social life and there he was telling her to go have one. Well that wasn't really fair, was it? "Maybe you should go out more, make new friends," she suggested, strangely having the tables turn and becoming the one to give him advice instead. "There are lots of places to go and if you don't want to go out alone then I could go with you," she suggested, making it sound like a completely innocent offer. Zilya bit her lip to curb the grin when he offered her his hand. She took it and stood up. She bit her apple again, slowly, to keep the silly grin from being too obvious. She was like some silly school girl with a ridiculous crush, grinning madly at the slightest things but she couldn't help it. He was just so amazingly... Amazing. Zilya looked around for a moment. "We could go to the garden, it's nice there," she suggested. The flowers always made the place smell good and there were such pretty colours everywhere. It was a nice place with its spread out benches and the sounds of birds chirpping. It was usually really quiet around this time too which would be nice. "You sure you aren't here for being a sex addict?" he asked, though the same could be said about him. "I mean, the things i've heard about you and clyde..." he said, leaving that sentence incomplete just to add to the point he was making. he wasn't being serious though, he was just being same old annoying Zac. Zac just looked shocked when she told him not to be an ass. "But I'm always an 'ass'." he told her using air quotes for the word 'ass' and even pronouncing it the way she had. Zac just rolled his eyes. 'now' was not an acceptable answer but he wasn't going to push it. there were more pressing matters at hand after all. outfit
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Post by bryson michael preston on Apr 4, 2011 20:08:27 GMT -5
"Yeah.." he said trailing off a little bit as if he was a child caught guilty of steeling candy or something and having already admitted to it knowing it was wrong. In other words it was kind of funny. When she called him a cute nerd though he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Well, no offense and I don't mean to judge but I could tell and sense you've mentioned that you love to shop that was of no surprise. he said and smiled. I went to a party once got pushed in the pool I was the only little nerd there that couldn't swim" he said with a laugh. "My geek squad saved me" he said remembering it like it was yesterday.
He had never been allowed to sleep over anywhere his dad didn't really approve of that he had a bed at his house why did he need to sleep anywhere else? This place though was like one big sleepover. Everyone was constantly everywhere he was no fool.
Zilya didn't even realise that she had called him cute. She was just so distracted and just having so much fun talking to him and he was a adorable in his own way and she liked it. He was a lot more relaxed now and he just seemed so easy to talk to, it was great.
Bryson could see himself being Zilya's friend and he also saw a lot more but he figured it was just cause he was a guy. Guy's were pigs even him. They couldn't help it. Well, they could but most times they didn't try and prevent it. Bryson was just Bryson even if he was a doctor, but not many people saw that because of his attitude. Sometimes he was mister suave. Once, people saw passed that though is when Bryosn was more accepting and he was more loose then this. She seemed like a nice person and she had shared stuff with him, but she was suppose too....
"You know Zilya I know we're not in a session or anything, but I just want to say I am really proud of you." he said putting that out there. You've really come a long way and lets just say I'm saying that as you're friend" he said biting his lip. It wasn't a good idea to befriend a client, because then you lose your professional touch, but she was really nice to him and way cooler then most people he had seen and talked to that were adults and staff.
"Well, just not here its my second week." he said clarifying. "I've met a few people, but not like made any close friends or anything" he said and smiled when she made the suggestion. It was really sweet of her. "The school would frown upon that, but I really appreciate the offer Zilya." he said sticking to the rules for now. The offer was innocent and he knew she didn't mean anything by it, but he really thought he should let her know.
Once she was up he let her hand go gently. Her and that darn apple. Well, at least he had been polite and helped her up that was the gentlemen like thing to do. He wouldn't want to be any other way. She was beautiful anyways she deserved to be treated like that. He was sure she would find someone that could do that for her everyday someday.
"Garden it is then" he said looking about because he had no clue where that was. "I'll follow your lead?" he asked her hoping she would understand he still hadn't been really anywhere on this campus but in the front and inside. Though he was sure it would be a nice time.
"I'm sure I'm not but I'm starting to think I turned my boyfriend into one." she said biting her lip. She kind of felt bad about the whole matter. "Yeah I know I've never really had so much sex in my life in one week..I just I need to tone it down, because I really want it to be more then that...I mean yeah it keeps me sober its the one vice I've found and usually I don't go days without drugs I can only go hours, but well I read a relationship thing cause fuck I don't know really what they're about my first and last relationship...well nevermind." she said because she hadn't told Zac about her last boyfriend. She was sure he pry didn't think she had one ever.
Will you accompany me to the garden my dearly beloved?" she joked now linking her arm with his. When he said he was always and ass she just smirked. "You always take it in the ass." was all she had to say. It wasn't like he could argue with that and plus she didn't care...she loved Zac just the way he was.
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Post by zilya alexis raskolnikov on Apr 5, 2011 4:45:36 GMT -5
He seemed to skip right past being called cute and Zilya was happy to go along with her. She smiled when he said he already figured that out. She wasn't exactly trying to hide it anyway. She grinned and couldn't help but go 'awww' when he mentioned being pushed into the pool and not being able to swim. "Poor Bryson," she said, picturing an absolutely adorable, dorky teenage version of the man and it was just too cute. "I would have saved you," he told him. If she was there she would've told those guys they were idiots and gone in after him. Again, she chose to ignore all the little things she was doing like actually using his first name for the first time there but it wouldn't have had the same effect if she hadn't anyway. Zilya smiled again. "It's probably because you're a really good doctor," she told him with a smile. If she was getting anyway it was only because she had to think about the very thing she was trying to avoid and he made her do that. She had to admit, she really didn't like it at first but it has kind of helped in a way. Zilya just smiled. Yeah frowning.. The school tended to do that at a lot of things but Zilya would let that go for now. He was being nice and talking to her at least so that was a start. Zilya nodded and led the way to the garden. He was so sweet and nice and she really did like him but at the same time, she knew she couldn't.. No, shouldn't think about that. She walked with such grace, being used to the runway. It was amazing how much she was aware of herself and how she looked. She could look amazing and it was all effortless. "You know how they say it's the quiet ones? He was probably like that long before he met you," Zac said. It was true though.. Always the quiet ones.. except Mr. Awesome, he was an exception. He was quiet and not really that kinky at all but the sex was still good.. just not crazy but then he could explain that away since he was the first male that the man had ever been with and all. He was more like, testing the waters or whatever. "You're gonna have to tell me about that first and last one eventually," he pointed out but he left it alone for now. "And I'm sure it's more than that. that boy practically obsesses over you. Just have an evening out or something.. Go on more dates," he suggested. Zac just looked overly offended. "I don't always," he told her. "Just maybe like 70 to 80 percent of the time," he added quietly before dropping the subject altogether. Yes the teacher did like being the dominant one but Zac was more than happy to have it that way as long as they switched it up every now and then and as long as he got off somehow. outfit
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