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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 20, 2010 11:59:05 GMT -5
Max decided to skip his last class of the day, he didn't feel like dealing with the craziness of everyone around him. Wanting to start partying early, he contemplated going to his dorm but partying is better with people and not alone. So instead he went to the student lounge, where no one should be until after school and then he could pick and choose who to party with as they walked in the door.
Sitting on a chair, resting his legs on the desk he flipped through his math book. He had no clue what it said, and it wasn't like he did it. He had been paying some junior to do his homework since he found out about her. She seemed to be okay with it, as long as he left her alone, which was fine by him. He didn't even remember her name and she was definitely not his type at all.
Pushing the books away from him, he stood, wishing someone would rebel up and skip class or do something fun so he could be entertained. He flipped on the television, and sat back down, trying to watch whatever it was that was playing on the screen.
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Post by eliza on Nov 20, 2010 12:58:27 GMT -5
Eliza entered the dorm building again. She had left earlier to go to her classes, but she was finished for the day. As everyone else had the last bell for a class, she had therapy. They thought getting her out of a class would make her go to therapy. They were obviously wrong when she made her way into the dorm building. She walked into the lounge and stopped. Someone was in here. She was the only one that had the exception to not be in class, but it wasn't abnormal for someone to skip. "Ummmm Hello?" she said softly, as she folded her arms over her chest. It was rather chilly out and she never wore a coat until it snowed. The v-neck part of her dress was now covered by her arms. Although the dress was still short, so it didn't matter, not matter what she did, it would show cleavage. WORDS ;; 150ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 20, 2010 15:08:23 GMT -5
Maxwell looked up from the television when he heard a soft voice. Ah, entertainment. "Well hello there," he said tilting his head to the side, taking her in. She was cute and could be some good entertainment for him.
Stretching, he waved his hand to the empty seat next to him, "How about you join me? I could use something pretty to look at." He was never one to flirt and when he did, it came out like he was a dog. Not that it didn't work, the bad boy persona had worked wonders over it's years of use.
"So, which class are you skipping out on?" He felt a grin spread across his lips. Finally something to do in this stupid school.
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Post by eliza on Nov 20, 2010 17:38:46 GMT -5
Eliza listened to him. He wanted her to sit next to him. She rolled her eyes at him. She began moving towards him. She could tell that he was watching her, and it sent a shiver through her spine. She finally just sat next to him. She looked at him when he asked her what class she was skipping. Should she make something up or tell him that they didn't let her have a class right now? "I don't have a class right now, I get out of it. The school assigned me to go somewhere else instead, so I'm skipping that" she said as she leaned against the arm of the couch. She looked the boy up and down, he was good looking, but not fully her type. A few of the boys here were her type, but she was only friends with them right now. WORDS ;; 150ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 20, 2010 18:38:26 GMT -5
Maxwell grinned and nodded, "Well I guess your lucky you don't have a class" He leaned back on the seat and tilted his head. Any girl was his type, he really didn't have a type at all. He smiled, "Want to move this somewhere with a little booze?" He hid booze in his room, for a moment like this.
He didn't mind at all, not really anyway. She could say no all she wanted. He just wanted something to do, and he could drink on his own. It just wasn't as fun, and most girls here never said no to alcohol, well no girl out of here ever did either.
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Post by eliza on Nov 20, 2010 19:42:08 GMT -5
Eliza laughed as he called her lucky. Thats what you call having therapy scheduled into your day. Of course lucky. She smiled when he mentioned alcohol. He would be the one supplying it. She smiled. He obviously didn't know why she was in there. Nothing like a some of the sweet liquor to make her feel better. "Sure, I could use something to drink" she said as she stood up. She smoothed out her dress and waited for him to lead the way. They were of course going to his dorm room, and he would be supplying the alcohol. Thats how it worked with her. If you invite to the party, you supply the alcohol, if she invites you, she'll supply the alcohol, and drugs. WORDS ;; 125ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 21, 2010 13:10:31 GMT -5
Maxwell knew he had her at the words booze, that seemed to be a reoccurring thing at this school. Not bad, but still it wasn't fun unless there was a chase involved. Booze seemed to make the chase go away on the usual basis.
He stood and nodded for her to follow him as he walked out the door and turned going the way that would bring him to his dorm. He didn't say a word until they reached the door. He opened it, held it with his foot until she came in and closed it. He went to his closet and reached under a pile of clothes he decided to just throw there out of convinence for him. It also made a pretty good hiding spot. He found the bottle of vodka and smiled. "Well here we are," he said walking over to his bed. "What are you going to do for it?"
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Post by eliza on Nov 21, 2010 13:27:56 GMT -5
Eliza followed him out of the building. As they were walking towards the dorms, Eliza rubbed her arms, it was cold out, and she was basically wearing nothing. As they approached what she expected to be his dorm, Dorm 06, she smiled. Hopefully he didn't have a roommate. She didn't need someone barging in on them partying. "What do I have to do for it?" she asked. She didn't think that she would have to do anything for alcohol again. Yes, again. Eliza had just ordered some more from Gavin. Payments were however he chose. But as she saw the vodka, she immediately wanted to drink some. "What do you want me to do for it?" she asked this time rephrasing her question from before. WORDS ;; 125ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 21, 2010 14:03:13 GMT -5
Max opened the bottle and shrugged, "What will you do for it?" He really wasn't one to make people pay for anything but if she was willing, no need to say no. He laid down on the bed and turned the bottle in circles and took a gulp. God, was that refreshing.
"If you want some, well you have to come get it." He propped himself on his elbow and drank a little more. It was a lot harder to get a buzz now that he had been drinking for so long. So, he was almost as sober as he was five minutes prior to this.
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Post by eliza on Nov 21, 2010 14:35:45 GMT -5
Eliza watched as he opened the bottle. Eliza watched as he layed down on his bed. As he took a drink of the vodka, Eliza wanted to join him. With her conversation with Merrick earlier didn't make her feel good about herself, and what she did for alcohol, but she needed this drink right now. Eliza smiled as he said that she'd have to come get it. As he took another drink, she moved over towards his bed. She sat down on the edge and leaned down. As she leaned down she put her hand down on the bed and the other behind his head. She leaned down and kissed him, tasting the sweet liquid still on his lips. WORDS ;; 125ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 21, 2010 15:30:39 GMT -5
Max watched her as she walked over to him, and kissed him. He was glad he was sober for this, he didn't want to forget it, not that he ever did. Few times did he ever get drunk enough to forget what he did the night before.
He pulled away slightly, "I'm assuming you want this." He moved over on his bed and put the bottle between them. He was sure she wasn't going to resist it, though part of him wanted her to so he could have more for himself. That was the part that this stupid school wanted to change, he wasn't going to allow that. Not anytime soon anyway.
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Post by eliza on Nov 21, 2010 16:14:16 GMT -5
Eliza smiled as he pulled away. He put the bottle between them. When he asked if that was what she wanted. She took the bottle and took a small swig out of it. She wasn't going to drink all of his alcohol, she had enough back in her room. She smiled as he moved over. She layed down on his bed next to him. "What do you want to do?" she asked curiously. She wanted to know what this guy thought of a little party. Of course it would only be between the two of them. WORDS ;; 100ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;; sorry its short ><
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 21, 2010 16:35:03 GMT -5
Max stared at her for a minute, he was contemplating being nice or not. He wasn't always such a womanizer, it was just more fun that way. After a few seconds of contemplating, the womanizing jerk seemed the better route on this one.
He took the bottle and took a big swig, before setting it on the nightstand and resting his hand on her hip. "Well I say you tell me your name first." He needed some way to know her name if he was going to find her again. Just in case he got bored again and decided to skip class.
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Post by eliza on Nov 21, 2010 17:00:16 GMT -5
Eliza smiled, he had taken another drink of the vodka and put it on a night stand behind her. As he moved back to laying down normally, his hand was on her hip. His fingers inches away from the edge of her dress. Eliza then just realized that they both didn't know each others names. She was laying in his bed, but didn't know his name. "I'm Eliza, I feel like an idiot for not realizing that we didn't know each others names." she said softly. She had already kissed him, and she didn't even know his name. She was sober to, so she couldn't use she was drunk as an excuse. Even at parties she had always gotten the guys name before doing anything with him, even kissing. WORDS ;; 150ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; maxwell OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by maxwell ralph sheppard on Nov 21, 2010 17:42:35 GMT -5
Max chuckled lightly,"It's nothing I'm not used to Eliza. I'm Max." Well he always knew the girls names, until the next night, that is when he forgets who they are, depending on how much he drank that night. Usually it wasn't much, a few times he didn't remember the girls name but he did remember what they looked like.
He moved his hand down to the edge of her dress, "Where were we?" He tilted his head slightly and kissed her, tired of talking and rather move to the more fun things.
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