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Post by khloe on Jul 26, 2011 5:56:20 GMT -5
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T H E N M A K I N G A W I S H , A N D T O S S E D I N T H E S E A Khloe was mentally drained from last night's late studying group as she entered the University grounds, making a stop at the cafe to grab a double shot expresso. She had class really soon and although her outer appearance made up for her lack of brain function going on inside, she did not want to risk the teacher noticing that she was drained. Paying for her coffee, she made her way to her first given class room, she was studying a lot of things at the moment narrowed down to forensics and music. First thing first, music..
She pushed open the door and found the room to be nearly empty. She sighed with relief, maybe she could get a few minutes of silence before taking this massive exam that she had crammed for. Setting down her things against a scratched wooden desk she took out her laptop and binder, reaching for her index cards to grasp a better understanding of the vocabulary terms. As she quickly moved through out the words another girl came into the room and smiled, Khloe waved back. "Hey, I had no idea that last night's study group was going to go so late." The other girl nodded in agreement and shared how she had been drinking energy drinks straight since ending at three in the morning.
The thought of downing energy drinks made Khloe a little nauseous as she waved good bye to the girl who said she was going to by another energy drink. Hearing the door close, Khloe rested her head against her Mac Book, the lid cool against her head as she inhaled and exhaled deeply trying to stay awake and focused. Last night's late study session for forensics was an awful idea now that she thought about it. Her and three other students had decided to meet in the library at around six thirty and work until eleven just taking turns reviewing notes and reciting from the text book but they had all over worked themselves and all woke up at around three in the morning, exhausted as they all ambled out of the library to head home to get the last few hours of sleep.
Lifting her head from her laptop she went back to staring at the index cards but the words became blurry and her eye lids felt heavy as she knew her brain was shutting down and was telling her that she needed to go back to sleep. Reaching for her coffee she took another sip of hot coffee which jolted her brain awake as she knew that only after an hour and a half of sitting in these uncomfortable desks that she would be able to go to sleep.
The door opened again but this time the professor waltzed in, a cup of coffee in his own hand. A small scowl came across Khloe's face, if only he had not planned his schedule so close to her forensics class. Music was her other class and she knew that this professor always had something tricky hidden under his sleeve and was always willing to throw a pop quiz out there. The bell rang and students began to pile into the room as Khloe sighed, her peaceful time was over. notes // she'll perk up when she talks to him |
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Post by RYLAND LIAM JACOBS on Jul 29, 2011 11:59:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] oh my just please try to shut up and kiss me baby the words: 587 the notes hope you don't i went ahead and had the professor give out the assignment and the partners .
ryland never really liked school. in high school, he got by with cheating and his charisma. unless, or course it was anything to do with music, and he excelled in that. everything else was just not worth his time. he already knew he was going to be famous. he already knew he didn't have to worry about his money. but to shut his parents up and he went to college far away from them. that way he could still goof off, but allow his parents the satisfaction that he was actually making something out of himself besides just a music career. he was pretty famous here. he done shows and concerts. now they weren't amphitheaters but they were crowded none-the-less. so he didn't take school that seriously. and this finals, eh, he either knew the information or he didn't. there was nothing he could do about it. sure he studied. if studying meant rolling around in the sheets with his study partner. maybe her information would join seep through her into him. but he kind of doubted that was how things worked.
dragging himself to his next class wasn't that difficult. it was music appreciation and he was sure that the professor was just going to let them work on their projects. it had been last class when he had noticed a particularly unique girl. one that he really hadn't paid much attention to. her name. khleo something. she had ended up being his partner, but they hadn't really spoken at all. when he strolled into class his eyes scanned the classroom. he noticed her looked even more stressed than he had seen her before and a coffee, which might mean that this was not going to be a pleasant day.
he walked up to her, sitting beside her without as much as a hello or how are you. he smirked at her. she looked like she had been through hell and back. i forgot to introduce myself last class. i'm ry. your partner in this fantastic project of ours. he was sarcastic. he always had to be in school. he hadn't school work. he looked up at the professor as he got everyone attention. he talked for a few minutes before telling them to get into their groups and start talking strategies and such. ryland turned to the girl and smiled. you know, we could just blow this whole thing off and you and i could go do something worth while. he smiled sweetly to her.
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Post by khloe on Jul 31, 2011 11:22:53 GMT -5
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words // 634 // outfit // banner // tagged // ryland boy with a coin,
T H E N M A K I N G A W I S H , A N D T O S S E D I N T H E S E A One thing that was pleasant about this project was that her partner was highly attractive but Khloe did not want to think about that at the moment. She did not have time for boys when she was college and she just wanted to just get the years over so she could have a great career and start a family. As she shoved aside her forensics books and began to get out her music notes and notebooks her adorably cute partner sat next to her.
It was not that she tried to ignore him... well kinda sort of, it was just that he was so handsome to the point of where it was distracting and distractions for her right now definitely were not what she needed. "I'm Ry... in this fantastic project of ours...." And then added that little good boy smirk. Khloe looked at him and smiled but then grabbed a packet and handed it to him referencing back to the work. "I highlighted our section so basically we should be set to go and then I have been doing some research in the library and basically nothing has been able to help me what so ever." She clicked her pen annoyingly, and wrote a little note at the headed of the packet.
"So tonight at around nine'ish we can do some studying at the library in my parents house... very quiet and we'll be alone so we should have plenty of time and no annoyances to get the project done." She then tucked her pen away and cleaned up all her notes and then turned to look directly at him. "And what do you have in mind if just to say... we did leave this place?" Raising an eyebrow.
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Post by RYLAND LIAM JACOBS on Jul 31, 2011 11:59:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] oh my just please try to shut up and kiss me baby the words: 443 the notes interesting...
ryland wasn't much into working. he did work at a music shop out on the boardwalk at the beach. but it didn't seem much like work there. he got to listen to music, play the instruments, and even sing a little. he was very diverse. he could sing, play guitar, the drums, the bass, the piano. he was highly musical, so it was natural for him to become a musician. he hardly showed any interest in classes in less it had something to do with music. this class was one of his favorites and he was sure that he was probably the best one in the class, though his partner seemed a little like she wanted to do everything just perfect to get the best grade. she was way too high-strung to be a natural musician. he'd have to teach her a few things about relaxing. a smirk formed across his lips at the thought of the many things they could do to relax.
so she cut off his mood by talking about something about a packet. he wasn't even sure what the hell she was talking about but he only semi glanced over it as he sat it on his desk. he hadn't brought any pencils or pens, paper or books. he wasn't the type of guy that would. he wasn't really paying attention to what the highlighted sections where. and whether it pertained to them or not. he was watching her and seeing how frustrated she was. she really needed something and that coffee she was drinking was not helping her. her knew her type. the smart girl who drove herself insane getting good grades in anything and everything she took. she didn't have time for a social life because school was her life and she dated the books she read. typical.
his eyebrow raised when she said something about coming over to her place. so she didn't mind him being at her house... alone. interesting. a smirk played on his lips. that sounds interesting. we could get a lot done then. he was sure she'd think he was talking about the project, but he was not thinking about that project at all now. maybe how that body would look with him over it, but nothing more. um, well it looks like you need to relax. so we could do something to get you to live a little. we could go back to my dorm... anything is better than staying in class, wouldn't you agree? he smiled, leaning closer to her. ryland was all about getting his way, and normally, all he had to do was sing and he could could get whatever he wanted.
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Post by khloe on Jul 31, 2011 12:12:15 GMT -5
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T H E N M A K I N G A W I S H , A N D T O S S E D I N T H E S E A Ry seemed to agree that studying at her place was a good idea... but then the real thought crept into her mind and she knew instantly that she had worded everything wrong. "I hope you don't think that you being at my place, with me... alone means that you can get into my pants." Adding a snappy tone at the end of her words. She was conjuring up a head ache as her temples pounded and the slightest noise irritated her.
He knew that she needed to relax, not like it was hard to tell. She had desperation and exhaustion stamped onto her forehead and she was sure that the teacher would not mind her absence since she did have the perfect attendance record in the class to depend on. His small smile added a cheery feeling to her being and then his offering to his dorm crushed it. "Your dorm?" Repeating the same words to make sure she was clearly registering everything in her mind.
Someone from across the room tapped their pencil obnoxiously and she knew that she had to leave the hell hole. "I'm coming... but dont expect anything.... I just need a quiet place to relax and possibly someone who has Advil." As she headed to the front of the room and forged some lame ass excuse to why she had to leave, but the teacher dismissively let her go without an argument and Khloe was relieved. Once outside the class room door she stepped back and spoke, "Lead the way..." Extending her arm out infront to the walk way.
notes // she majors in the subject of sexiness |
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Post by RYLAND LIAM JACOBS on Jul 31, 2011 12:39:25 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] oh my just please try to shut up and kiss me baby the words: 403 the notes interesting...
her comment about not getting in her pant was unexpected, at least up front. but he had heard it before and he knew that she'd waver that once she spent a little time with him. what girl didn't say that then give it up to him only a little later. sure she may not give it up to him then, but she might when they are in his dorm or even later on when she's more comfortable with him. all he had to do was get her in a compromising situation and she'd be putty in his hands. especially if he brought out the guitar and sung for her. ryland nodded his head in acknowledgement but that didn't mean he believed it.
ryland watched her as she looked like she was considering his suggestion about getting out of her. and he nodded again as she repeated his suggestion back to him. sure, his dorm. she was going to agree with it, there must be something in her that was interesting in seeing much more of him than just in class. since there definitely wouldn't be any studying in his dorm. it was strictly prohibited, unless it was antimony. and he was an expert of the female body. khloe would find that out shortly. and when she said she was coming, he smirked. sure, again she had to clarify that she wasn't going for anything but a quiet place. he figured she was saying this to reassure herself more than him. to give her an actually excuse to actually be in his dorm without an academic reason. if she needed that, then go right ahead but ryland didn't think that.
he stood up, watching the professor, then walked out the classroom and waited for her. when she appeared from the door, he snaked an arm around her waist. this way he smirked, walking her towards the exit and down the steps. his dorm wasn't too far away so it didn't take them long to get there. he had his own private room because his parents could afford it. he unlocked the door, and let her go in. his room was as clean as a college guys room could be and his guitar was leaning against the wall were he had left it. he closed the door and smiled as he let her survey the room. he'd get what he wanted out of her sooner or later.
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Post by khloe on Aug 1, 2011 13:06:18 GMT -5
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T H E N M A K I N G A W I S H , A N D T O S S E D I N T H E S E A Usually Khloe was one to object to any physical contact especially with her music partner but when his arm wrapped around her waist she felt sort of... okay. As if, this was right but before she had the chance to pull his arm away they were at his dorm. He opened the door and let her inside first. It was actually for a start, tidy. Khloe was puzzled and walked to the center of the room to make sure that she was in the right place. Just to make sure, she even did a three sixty a puzzled look still on her face. "I have to say, I am very surprised that you managed to maintain such an orderly space."
There was not an empty space to place her book so she sat on the edge of his bed and began to take out her books and index cards, letting herself zone back into work. The heat inside his room was making her sweat as she unbuttoned her flannel shirt and set it aside next to her all folded. It took her a minute to take back the focus she had with her work but was distracted by the guitar that was lying across from her, carefully propped up against the wall.
"Do you play?" She asked but then laughed and ran her fingers through her hair, setting her mechanical pencil down in the spine of her text book. "Sorry, that was a dumb question... you have like the highest GPA in our class, you must be musically inclined." Letting out a small smile as she bit her bottom lip and then returned back to her work, picking up her pencil as she began to trace the outlines of the skeletal structure.
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Post by RYLAND LIAM JACOBS on Aug 4, 2011 10:03:20 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] oh my just please try to shut up and kiss me baby the words: 558 the notes interesting...
Ryland didn’t think anything of his arm wrapped around her. He always did that to girls, and just because she had told him that nothing was going to happen, didn’t mean it wasn’t going to happen. He had girls come over all the time and he was sure that Khloe would not be the last. He watched her while she took in his room. Yeah, sure it was clean, but it wasn’t that clean. Ryland, although he was a partier and loved drinking, he did need some order in his chaotic life and his room was the only place were he could control everything about it. He could control who and what was brought in here and how it looked. It was sort of an OCD kind of thing, but Ryland didn’t allow it to control his whole life, like academics controlled khloe’s life.
He made no comment about her statement. Though he wasn’t sure if it was a compliment or a not. He smirked as she sat on the edge of the bed. She was getting into her work study mode again and Ryland hadn’t brought her here for that. Just because she didn’t want to do anything, he had only offered the invite to do something else besides school work. And to relax. She looked like she needed something to relax. Ryland could find a guy to sell them something to relax but he was pretty sure she wouldn’t go for it. Khloe’s eyes were now on the guitar and a quick smirk formed on his lips. If she wasn’t going to relax any other way, he knew the perfect remedy for that. And how, maybe, to get her in his bed, with no clothes on and nothing in her hands but him.
He moved towards the guitar, picking it up and sliding the strap on his shoulder. Yeah, I play. I sing too. He paused. Just because I have ‘like the highest GPA in the class’ doesn’t mean I’m musically inclined. It could mean a, I’m sleeping with the professor, which isn’t happening. Or b, I’m book smart and know how to work hard; however that isn’t happening either. So in this case, you are right. He chuckled at his answer, sitting on the bed beside her strumming a few notes. I’ve already played a few gigs in town, and I’m pretty popular with the fan base that I’ve received. But its not really a big deal. He shrugged. He figured acting nonchalant about his singing and the effect it had on people would only benefit him in the Khloe department when the time came for her to undress.
He began to play a song from one of his covers that always seemed to make the girls swoon. He was watching her out of the corner of his eye as he began to sing softly, waiting to see a response out of her. He hadn’t even asked her if she wanted to hear him play, and he never would. Khloe had went back to her school work, but he wondered how long it was going to take him to get her stop and focus on his voice. Some girls had described it as sex in verbal form, but he wasn’t sure exactly what that meant. He just knew it scored him a lot of chicks.
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