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Post by Hannah Smith on Oct 8, 2007 18:00:57 GMT -5
Brandon walked by to class. Winking at people or waving. Brandon was on top and he liked it. He walked by boys who were nerds and nobodies and almost felt bad for them. Brandon didn't hang out with them he had friends. He dated girls like Hannah from the prefects. Brandon felt great. Class started in 2 minutes. "BBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG" Went the first bell warning the students to hurry. Brandon walked with the rush.
He heard whispers and giggles of girls behind him. Then from the back someone calls out "Football tryouts Monday" This Brandon toke with delight. Brandon made the team almost every year. Brandon punched the air "Yeah" He yelled in return be as random as possible. This was answered by " yeah yeah" from others about the crowd.
A group of girls walked by they looked like prefects but since he didn't see Hannah they were most likely Flames. Brandon walked on passing room 105, 106, and 107. Brandon headed up the stairs by 107 and thats when he saw her.
((OCC: any girl jump in))
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Post by (Sam)antha King on Oct 9, 2007 20:20:59 GMT -5
Samantha was making her way down the stairs to her Biology Room for the next class. She smiled ad tossed her head, purposely making her lond glossy brown hair to twist and turn, glimmering even in the dull school lighting. Sam continued down yet another flight of stairs, her designer high heels clicking every step. Suddenly, her pink led pencil slipped off hr books and cluttered to the floor. Oh, just great. Stupid pencil, ruin htis moment why don't you? "Ughhh." Sam groaned and bent to pick up her rebelling pencil. She raised back up and shoved the pencil in her spirals of her notebook, she made sure it wouldn't fall again. Sighing, she turned her attention back to the stairs and the hallway ahead. That's when she saw him. Sam stopped dead in her tracks. He was beautiful, he was perfect, he was flawless. Breathing normally again, Sam made her way down the last horrible flight of stairs seperating her from him. Her topaz eyes never left him. How could they? She had just glimpsed perfect, other than herself, that is. Sam walked up to him, her heart pounding in her ears. Sighing, Sam raised her eyes to look into his. "Um..hello. My name is Samantha. Samantha King. But you can call me Sam." She gave him her yes, I know I'm perfect smile. God, she had to have him. Trying to get her heart under ocntrol, she waited for him to speak.
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Post by Hannah Smith on Oct 9, 2007 20:44:15 GMT -5
"Yo Sam, Its Brandon. Call me brad." Brandon smiled his football champion big win night smile. Sam was pretty. It was funny Sam thought he didn't know her name. Of course he did she was prefect one of Hannah's friends. "So your Hannah's right hand girl I hear" Every one heard was more correct.
The rumors didn't do Sam fair. Sam was very beautiful blond hair and bright laughable blue eyes. Brandon's friends walked by he waved to show he was busy. They just went on walking whispering something about Sam ass. Oh of course they would comment. Brandon hoped Sam didn't freak out. No one likes prefect fits.
Sam was pretty now He knew why Hannah was careful to try and keep her out of the spotlight. A thought ran though Brandon's head. Brandon she must be yours. Brandon had to try not show what he was thinking on his face. The girl had such a pretty smile.
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Post by (Sam)antha King on Oct 9, 2007 21:04:57 GMT -5
Sam smiled, inwardly blushing. God, I'm so stupid. I must look so dumb. But what should I say? Um... Oh, he's so perfect! I can't think straight. Come on Sam, keep yourself together. She thought. "Well, hello Brandon. It's nice to meet you. I..." Sam stopped mid-sentence, staring at something behind Brandon. Uh-oh. Mrs. Jenns, the principal. She walked over to them, eyeing the teens with her cold, stern gaze. "Having a good time, Mr. Finn? And Ms. King, too. Shouldn't you two lovebirds be in class?" Mrs. Jenns said in a threatenigly low voice. Sam backed away a few steps. "Um..sorry Mrs. Jenns, but Brandon and I..uh...we were just leaving. Right, Brandon?" Sam looked at him for support.
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Post by Hannah Smith on Oct 9, 2007 21:24:30 GMT -5
Brandon turned trying to see what had stopped Sam. There stood Mrs.Jenns. "Yeah. Sam's right we were headed that way." Brandon didn't want to seem rude to wards Sam ,But what choice did he have. Brandon toke her by the elbow and gently swung her to wards Biology. "Sam walk" he whispered so Mrs.Jenns couldn't hear. Thats when he caught the smell of her shampoo it filled the air. It was sweet maybe strawberry. Brandon walked along by side her. the moment we walk though this door it will cause a scene. Me , Brandon walking Sam to class they would take this wrong the whole class. Brandon thought but there was nothing to be done.
They rounded the corner to class. Brandon stopped Sam. A piece of her hair fell. Brandon couldn't help his self he reached out and stuck it in place. Sam felt soft and warm. Her beautiful features each so close with in reach. "Sorry about that" Brandon whispered. leaning in closer then needed. This could work. Brandon thought"Wouldn't want a a good girl like you getting in trouble." Brandon was standing very close now. He gave sam one of his perfect smile which only helped along in his charm.
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Post by (Sam)antha King on Oct 9, 2007 21:43:31 GMT -5
Sam smiled. "You sure know how to turn on the charm. She whispered into Brandon's ear. Her topaz eyes gazed into his. Was it just her, or was he closer than need be? Sam lifted her hand and layed it on his cheek. She smiled, then layed her head against Brandon's chest, letting her strawberry scented hair taunt him. She had to have him. She just had to. Her hand slid down to his shoulder, and Sam brought the other one up to rest on Brandon's other shoulder. She sighed, enjoying the pure bliss of the moment. Sam let her arms twine around his neck until they were locked behind him, pulling him even closer. Sam raised her head and leaned close to his. Just a few more inches and their lips would touch. Slowly, Sam moved even closer, dragging them oment on. Idly, she wondered what was going through Brandon's head. As she moved in the last few inches, a voice behind her made her jump, pulling away from the definition of perfection standing before her. Ugh. Mrs. Jenns. Teachers. They always appear at the wrongm oments and ruin everything. "I thought I told you two to get to class!!! The principal yelled, stalking torward them with long, hurried steps. "Now get to class before I give you both detention!!! Sam whipped around, she thought she may have let some of her hair brush against Brandon's cheek. "Mrs. Jenns! We were on our way. Don't worry, we'll get there." Sam stuttered. "Come on, Brandon. The Biology room is just down the hall." With one last glance at Mrs. Jenns, Sam grabbed Brandon's arm and attempted to drag him down the hallway. "Teachers..." She muttered to herself as she walked.
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Post by Hannah Smith on Oct 10, 2007 10:05:20 GMT -5
All Brandon had to do now was kiss her. Shes prefect. I am close. Oh so close. Look how beautiful she is. Then Brandon heard Mrs.Jenns. Brandon was a bit caught up in his thoughts ,and only really came back to the real world as Sam pulled him down the hall. To make her job a bit easier Brandon started to walk along. Taking her hand off his arm and holding it down to his side. The halls seemed to be gone all Brandon could focus on was Sam. "Do you mind" Brandon asked holding up there hands. Brandon gave Sam another perfect smile. Good thing she isn't another Hannah robot. I would be backed up against a locker. God sometimes I hate Hannah. Now Sam she's different shes perfect. Brandon let his thoughts lieger as the passed door after door. Then they stopped outside Biology. "So do you prefer to go in like this or break apart and you can go in first I'll fallow in five. Its whatever makes you happy." Brandon smiled again trying to get Sam to agree to number one.
Brandon stepped forward pushing Sam just out of site of the door. "Or we could pick up where we left off" Brandon looked down a bit into Sam eyes.God she has pretty eyes. Brandon thought. He smiled that you know you want to smile and pushed back another piece of her straying hair. Thats when the scent of strawberry hit him again. Brandon heard Mrs.Jenns yelling at another kid and the sound of two sets of heavy feet walking in the office and slamming the door. "See we don't even have to worry about her" Brandon said picking up a piece of Sam's hair and playing with it between his figurers.
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Post by (Sam)antha King on Oct 13, 2007 11:03:45 GMT -5
Sam gave Brandon a sly smile, then pushed on him, taking them farther out of view of the door. She wrapped her arms around Brandon's shoulders, laying her head against his chest. Her blue eyes raised to meet his. "I think you know the answer to that question" She whispered slyly. Sam sighed. She could stay here forever. After what seemed like forever, Sam raised her head and looked deeply into Brandon's eyes. She smiled, then moved torward him, trying to drag out the moment as she did before. Sam was teasing him. Trying to move even slower, she waited for his reaction to the teasing.
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Post by Hannah Smith on Oct 13, 2007 18:31:39 GMT -5
Brandon couldn't take it. Sam was driving him crazy. Brandon did a little something to move things along. He wrapped his arms around her waist. He put his hand on the small of Sam's back and pulled her forward. Brandon pressed his lips to Sam's lightly then a little rougher. Moving his lips in a passionate moved against hers. Please don't pull back Brandon thought.
He ran his tongue along Sam bottom lip begging to be let in. He couldn't help it Sam rocked. Brandon pulled back a bit to breath then pulled Sam in again. Rubbing his tongue along her bottom lip trying to move this along. Brandon wanted this. Brandon wanted her. God she perfect. Please let this work. I hope I am not going to fast. She perfect. Brandon looked into Sam's eyes. Almost to perfect for me. Brandon felt a wave of sadness wash over him at the thought but pushed it back.
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Post by (Sam)antha King on Oct 16, 2007 18:49:36 GMT -5
Sam's eyes widened in surprise as Brandon pulled her forward. She felt his hands twine around her, pulling her closer. She gasped as their lips touched. Her hands slid up to Brandon's shoulders passionately. Sam swayed on an imaginary beat, forming a rocking motion. She pulled Brandon along with her, enjoying the moment. She pushed her lips against Brandon's and felt his tongue along her bottom lip. Sam inwardly smiled, he was so pushy. Sighing, she parted her lips a bit. Not very much, just enough to tease Brandon. Sam liked teasing him. She loved how he overreacted. She pulled away a second to take a breath, then pushed their lips back together. This moment was...was just perfect. Whoever said that nobody was perfect should be beat upside the head with a salt shaker. Brandon was perfect. The word 'perfect' didn't even fit him. No word fit him. He was amazing....no...that didn't fit either. Sam sighed as she waited for Brandon's reaction to the teasing.
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