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Post by Jess on Jul 9, 2010 1:57:05 GMT -6
Gemma smiled, glad that the subject had been changed. "I'm Gemma," She shook Alme's hand. "Interesting name... And it's totally okay that you asked about my scar, I'm used to people asking." She bit her lip. Gemma hated it when people asked about her scar, it's why she didn't like wearing anything that exposed it.
Gemma brushed some hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. She decided it would be best if she quit poking at the bruise, it would only make it worse. She looked down at her feet a little awkwardly.
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Post by Phantom on Jul 9, 2010 2:03:14 GMT -6
As soon as she touched his hand he yelled: "Oh my god COOTIES!" And jumped away, falling backwards into the sand. He knew it was childish, but he had too. Not even bothering to get up, he said. "Oh and you can call me Alme instead, most people do." /She probably thinks I'm crazy now. Great job, Almerin, GREAT JOB./
Although he was being sarcastic and cross with himself on the inside he was smiling on the outside. He liked this girl, she was kind of cute now that he thought about it. /Well, I've already caught her cooties./ He thought jokingly.
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Post by Jess on Jul 9, 2010 2:15:32 GMT -6
Gemma stared at Alme blank for a second when he yelled 'cooties' and fell back. WTF? She didn't really know how to react to something like that. She had't been apart of the whole 'girls have cooties' thing since like, preschool. Then burt out laughing after thinking about it for a second. It was actually pretty funny. "Cooties, eh? I though I got rid of this dreaded disease like 10 years ago!!"
She couldn't stop smileing. Cooties was the last thing that she had expected out of this totally kick-ass guy. She couldn't help to notice how cute he was, too. But a guy as cute and as kick-ass as him was probably already taken. He had probably just saved her 'cause it was the right thing to do and he was probably just being nice by talking to her.
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Post by Phantom on Jul 9, 2010 2:26:01 GMT -6
"Well, I do beleive you've thought wrong, you still have it on you. No matter for how long." Almerin said with a smile. "You'll have to forgive me... I'm kind of childish." He looked down and blushed. /And very easily embarrased!/ Mentally he was kicking himself since she could likely see him blushing. /Maybe she might think I have sunburn on my cheeks or something.../
It was then that he realized how hot the sand was. He jumped up with a slight whimper. "Sand. Is. Very. Hot!" Smiling he wiped a bit off of his jeans. "And now I realize I should have just put on swim trunks..."
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Post by Jess on Jul 9, 2010 2:47:10 GMT -6
Gemma laughed. "Oh, shoot. I'm kinda of childish too sometimes..." She admitted. She noticed that his cheeks were red. Were his cheeks sunburnt or was he blushing? She shrugged the question away. It would be like, extremely cute if he was blushing though.
Gemma laughed when Alme jumped up yelling about the sand was hot. This guy was serriously amusing. "Maybe you should... So you can...swim with me?" She asked.
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Post by Phantom on Jul 9, 2010 15:52:19 GMT -6
"Good, it's no fun not being a bit childish sometimes!" Almerin said with a smile. /Great now she probably knows I'm blushing. Just play it cool Almerin, nothing to freak out about, right?/ He tried to reassure himself. However he was still convinced she knew and was humoring him.
"I'd have to run up to my house... But it's only a few minutes away, if that's what you want to do." Almerin said, actually slightly confident with what he was saying for once. He failed at most physical activities, except swimming. It seemed that he was half-way decent at that.
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Post by Jess on Jul 9, 2010 16:16:46 GMT -6
Gemma shurgged. "Okay, I'm actually stranded here anyways. Those assholes were my ride." She sighed and crossed her arms over her stomach. She always felt like people were staring at her scar, though it was probably just her imagination and she was over reacting.
She gazed off into the ocean, wishing that she had come in her own car, or even not come at all. Then she wouldn't have gotten into the whole situation with the guys. She still couldn't believe that they had done that to her, even if they were drunk. Didn't they have better self control than that? Honestly!
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Post by Phantom on Jul 9, 2010 16:23:41 GMT -6
"I could get you a ride back later if you want." Almerin called behind him, then took off towards his house. He ended up making it there in a good two minutes, and wasted about another minute rummaging through his closet looking for his swim trucks, which were navy blue. It took him two minutes to change, half the time being spent deciding whether to keep his necklace or not, but he ended up leaving it there.
Now he was begging the run back, hoping that she'd still be there and didn't lie to him. Some of the girls out here were mean bitches like that and he didn't like it when that happened to him. However on the way back he tripped and fell flat on his face, almost right in front of her.
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Post by Jess on Jul 9, 2010 16:44:23 GMT -6
Gemma sat down in the sand and patiently waited for Alme to get back from his house. She quitly hummed to herself as she looked out at the ocean. She couldn't wait to get into the cool water. She sighed and hoped that Alme was actually getting his swimming suit instead of ditching her. She was sure a guy as cute as him had better things to do than hand out at the beach with her.
Gemma turned around and saw Alme on his way back. She breathed out a sigh of relief and stood up. She gasped and jumped back when he tripped and fell flat on his face. WTF? She knealed down beside him and examined him with concern in her eyes. "You okay?" It was her turn to ask if he was all right.
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Post by Phantom on Jul 9, 2010 16:51:44 GMT -6
Almerin blushed as Gemma asked if he was okay. "Oh, uh, er- I'm fine." He answered, embarrassed to have tripped and fallen flat on his face. Which in reality hurt less than it looked like it hurt. Pushing himself up he swept a hand through his hair to fix it. "So I have a question for you." It was hard to regain his composure after being so clumsy, but he managed.
Now for his question. "Is there any chance you're going to Rose Wood High this year? I just transferred and uh- I'm hoping I might actually know someone who goes there." He said with a shy smile, which he didn't mind showing to her. His teeth were one of his best features after all.
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Post by Jess on Jul 10, 2010 1:22:52 GMT -6
Gemma frowned at Alme, that looked like it really had hurt, but then again he had fallen on the soft beach sand. She raised an eyebrow expectantly when he said that he had a question for her. "Uh, yeah, I am. I'm gonna be a sophomore. I went there last year too. I think you'll like it there. It's pretty fun."
Gemma wiggled her feet so that they would get buried in the sand. She looked out longingly at the ocean. "So...you wanna o swimming now? I love the ocean." She tucked another piece of stray red hair behind her lest ear and looked at Alme expectantly for a reply.
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Post by Phantom on Jul 10, 2010 1:39:05 GMT -6
"Cool, I was hoping that this place would be fun..." Almerin said with a small smile. "I'm going too be a sophmore too actually now that I think about it, I wonder if we have any classes together?" He asked, happy that he might have a friend in one of his classes. Especially a very pretty friend...
"Sure, and the ocean's cool I guess. I'm more used to lakes and stuff." Almerin said, chuckling a bit. She'd probably think he was some red-neck from the backwoods the way he had put it. And he certainly didn't want her to think of him that way. /I wish I knew if she had a boyfriend or not!/ He thought.
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Post by Jess on Jul 10, 2010 2:01:25 GMT -6
Gemma shrugged. "Maybe we will. It's a big school though..." She frowned. Rosewood High was pretty big and there wasn't that good of a chance that she would have any classes with him, which she really hoped she did. He was pretty much one of the most awesome guys she had met, even though she didn't really know him all too well.
Gemma smiled and wiggled out of the shorts she was wearing over her swim suit bottoms. She tossed them over by her stuff, which she now realized was really skattered around. God damnit! The guys must have been messing with her stuff and she was too busy blasting her iPod to notice it. She mumbled under her breath and went to go straiten up her things a bit. "Damn those skinny pricks." She mumbled.
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Post by Phantom on Jul 10, 2010 2:15:07 GMT -6
"So um..." Almerin began awkwardly. "I bet your boyfriend's going to be pretty pissed to find out what those guys did to you." He said smoothly, it was his own subtle way of asking her if she had a boyfriend. Because he couldn't just flat out ask her could he? That would be incredibly rude, especially if she did have a boyfriend...
He heard what she said and laughed. "You said a naughty word." Almerin said with a laugh. /Well that's one way to make her not like you... Act like a three year old again!/ Came his inner thoughts. As always he was scolding himself, after all he was trying to actually impress this girl!
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Post by Jess on Jul 10, 2010 3:41:26 GMT -6
What Alme said kinda of took Gemma by surprise. "Uhm, nope. I'm single." She said, walking over to her scattered around stuff. She shoved her stuff back into her bag, grumbling to herself. God damnit!! She thought in dismay to find her bra and panties had been skattered too. She blushed and shoved them into her bag.
Gemma grabbed up her Pepsi that she had brought with her and began to take a drink. When Alme made his comment about her saying a naughy word she couldn't help but laugh. She spit most of the soda out of her mouth, but a little bit of it came out of her nose. To her dismay some of the soda that came out of her mouth landed on Alme. She put a hand over her mouth and nose, wide-eyed.
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