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Post by brooke nicole davis on Jan 15, 2011 20:37:50 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] It was a Saturday, and Brooke was glad that she had been able to sleep in. The worst part about school was having to force herself out of her bed, especially when it felt so warm and comfortable, so she was always glad for the weekend when she didn’t have to wake up to the annoying sound of her alarm clock. There was nothing worse than having a pleasant dream interrupted by that insufferable beeping sound, and though her mother had suggested countless times that she change it so music plays instead, Brooke knew it wouldn’t work. She was a heavy sleeper and wouldn’t hear it, so she was stuck with the stupid buzzing. She found that she slept a lot better when she could sleep as long as she wanted without interruption, because then she felt rested and relaxed and not irritable from being woken up before she was ready to be up. As she opened her blue eyes and sat up in bed, she stretched before throwing her covers aside and stepping out of bed, slipping her feet into her new boot slippers and crossing the room into the en-suite bathroom connected to her bedroom, turning on the water and waiting for it to heat up. Once it had, she stepped inside and washed her hair and body, taking extra care to put in some leave in conditioner before stepping out and wrapping a towel around her chest.
After she’d blow dried her hair, the eighteen year old padded back into her room and tried to decide what she was going to wear. While she dug through her drawers, the housekeeper came in and placed her breakfast on her bedside table. Turning around and smiling at the housekeeper, Brooke thanked her warmly and picked up a piece of toast, sitting on her bed to nibble at it. One of the best things about being home alone was that she could lounge around her room in nothing but a towel and not worry about her brother or parents barging while she was changing or something. So, she planned to take advantage of that fact and lounged on her bed to eat her breakfast. It was a weekend, so the housekeeper had made her a delicious plate of eggs benedict and a side of toast, all of which melted in her mouth. She loved the taste of the eggs combined with her Orange Pekoe tea, and wished that she could have that kind of breakfast every morning. Unfortunately, she couldn’t because of the time strains on her that usually only left time to grab a quick bagel or yogurt on her way out the door to get outside and into the car. It was pretty pathetic when compared to the breakfast she had now, though she’d have to go and work off the calories from the eggs later.
Once she was finished eating and had replied to the three texts she had waiting, Brooke got up and quickly made her bed, still trying to decide what she felt like wearing that day. Walking over the window, she decided to check outside to see what the weather was like, and saw that it was sunny but remembered the housekeeper telling her it wasn’t extremely warm up. Sighing, the eighteen year old crossed back to her lingerie chest and pulled out a new bra and matching panties that she had bought last time she’d gone shopping. After slipping them on, she untied the towel around her chest and threw into the hamper, then stood in front of her massive closet, trying to decide what to wear.
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Post by xylander on Jan 15, 2011 23:51:29 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek woke up and found a spider on his blanket. He yelled out in fright and fell out of his bed, hitting his head on the corner of his nightstand. The spider climbed up the wall and he threw his roommate's shoe at it but missed barely. The spider disappeared. Xylander searched for it cautiously but did not succeed in finding the ugly eight legged creature. He "tip-toed" to the bathroom and checked it thoroughly before taking a shower. The water was warm and soothing and he soon forgot all about the menace called a spider. Steam filled the bathroom and he finally stepped out of the shower, feeling sleepy. He reached for his fluffy red towel and dried himself off. Xylander's wet hair stuck up in random tufts on his head. He shook his head vigorously and water droplets soon covered most of the elegant bathroom. He grabbed a comb off the counter and combed through the mop he called hair. Then he got a pair of sweatpants on with a sleeveless t-shirt. He went down to the kitchen and had a satisfying breakfast of biscuits and gravy. Xylander's mouth just watered at the sight of it. If there was anything he considered bad in New York, it definitely wasn't their food. He practically choked it down and when he finished eating, he went back upstairs.
Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek's roommate was up and Xylander gave him a smile. "Good morning sleepyhead." His roommate grimaced and Xylander was slowly considering making a scene at lunch today. That'd be hilarious but he needed someone to do it with him. He folded his arms silently and looked around his room to see if he could find anything that would amuse everybody at lunch later today. Xylander loved causing scenes and he generally got in trouble even though the principal herself seemed to think he was hilarious. Then he knew what he was going to do. He looked at his boom box and then got his cell-phone out and texted ten or so of his friends who also did hip hop. They all agreed to do his plan with him in the lunch room. He decided to do his homework that was due Monday. It was Saturday, no classes today. It was nice. He got some clothes that he could move easily in.
Xy decided to go find Brooke instead of hanging around his place until noon. He got some decent clothing on because it was rude to show up in sweatpants and crap. He put on a thin hoodie and put the hood up. Then he grabbed his skateboard and rode it all the way to Brookie's house. He knocked on the door quietly and then just kind of barged in... What he saw was amazing but he turned his head automatically. "SHIT! Sorry Brooke!"
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Jan 16, 2011 20:14:20 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] Brooke was finding that her senior year was going pretty well so far. Sure, the work was harder than it had been for the first few years at Belmont but that was expected. That was how it was for every school, and Belmont was no different unless you counted the expensive tuition and the fact that mostly all of its students were part of Manhattan’s elite. Most people envied the students that got to go to Belmont, but their lives were really not that different. They were all still typical teenagers who suffered from every day drama and life issues; their problems and drama were just usually made more public thanks to Lady T. It was a little annoying, but interesting at the same time and Brooke found herself part of the many who read the blogs that the mysterious gossiper posted up on the web. That blog seemed to be the source of knowledge for all things going on in and out of the halls of Belmont Prep, and being the gossip magnets that most people were, it got a lot of hits every time a new post came up. It was just way easier to log onto the blog and read about the gossip rather than trying to hear it through the rumour mill, though the rumour mill was still a good source too. The only thing that wasn’t good about gossip was knowing what was true and what wasn’t, but most people believed everything they read so it didn’t really matter anyway.
Brooke herself hadn’t been posted about just yet since she really didn’t have a whole lot of drama going on in her life, but she preferred to think she was just good at staying under the radar. Plus, the gossip she’d been reading about some of the juniors and other seniors were much more gossip worthy than anything she’d done recently. Though she wasn’t exactly impressed that one of her best friends was getting gossiped about, but there really wasn’t anything that she could do about it. As she studied her closet, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in to take her laundry basket. Smiling and thanking her, Brooke turned back to her closet and tried to think about what she was going to be doing that day. Her daily activities usually helped determine her outfit, and she liked to plan ahead. Today, however, she hadn’t really planned on doing much so trying to sort out what she wanted to wear out of her huge closet was becoming more of a chore than it was anything else. She really never had this much trouble and had no idea why she was now.
Finally, after a few minutes she reached into the closet and pulled out a pair of jeans, which she laid on her newly made bed. Then, she turned and filed through her shirts, trying to decide which one would look good with the jeans. She was so engrossed in her shirt choice that she didn’t even hear the soft knock on her bedroom door or know anyone was even there until she heard a yell and turned to see Xylander quickly turning his head. ”Xy!” she called out in surprise. Feeling embarrassed, Brooke quickly pulled on her pink bathrobe to cover her lingerie . “Erm…you’re good to look now,” she said, standing at the end of her bed and giving up on her shirt choosing for a moment.
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Post by xylander on Jan 17, 2011 14:23:24 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek wanted to kick himself in the shin. This was not the proper way to attempt to date someone; walking in on them was considered rude here in America but he'd heard it was the same way in every country, including his own, France. Though he'd also heard girls didn't shave their legs in France which made him shudder. Guys were allowed to have hairy legs but if he saw Brooke running around with hair all over her legs, he'd probably gag, no offense to her. He was glad that the two of them did not live in France. Xy let his thoughts step away from that to his senior year. It wasn't going too bad though he was already loaded with homework and they weren't even two weeks into the year. It sucked being a senior sometimes though he was extremely upset with Lady T, some random troll lady that made up shitty rumors about his friend, Emily Armstrong. He didn't care too much about the rumors about Jenna, but he did not appreciate the rumors about Em. If he found out who Lady T was, she would not be a happy camper because Xylander didn't like it when people ran around telling rumors about other people. It was just downright rude and if one had no other way to spend their time, they needed to get a life. Unfortunately, Xy didn't know who she was and he doubted he ever will. She was sneaky like Rita Skeeter in Harry Potter.
So far, people had found no reason to gossip about Xy even though he was extremely noticeable all the time. He purposely made himself stand out but there was nothing to gossip about because he didn't make himself stand out stupidly. Yes, he danced around and called attention to himself but he didn't try to cheat on people or hide in the closet like Jenna. He wanted to shake his head at idiots. His black hair fell into his face and he flicked his head expertly like all boys were able to do when they had long hair. He'd never seen a girl do it. Xy noticed that they just tucked their hair behind their ear even though some of the girls' hair that did this was not long enough. When it wasn't long enough, they constantly did that. So stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid people. It wasn't like it was a bad thing if girls with that kind of hair flicked their head. It wasn't like it totally put you on the spot and everybody was staring at you. Xy just didn't get girls some time but he was an expert at charming them. Sometimes he did it for one night stands; that was an understatement, he usually did it for one night stands... But some girls were different. Brookie Davis was one of those girls. He wasn't after getting into her pants, not that that wouldn't be fun, but he respected more than one might believe. Yes, he flirted with her, but he never made her think he was serious... Though he was.
Xylander liked Brookie a lot though he'd never say that to her face because he didn't want to screw up their friendship in the least. He'd rather just keep them best friends for life rather than take a chance in making it all awkward and stuff (little does he know). Xy could be quite the smooth talker when he wanted to be but Brookie would just think he was another guy that was undressing her in his head if he even attempted that. Brookie was smart and that made Xy happy but it frustrated him too. He didn't know how to proceed so he just kept it the way it was. He kept his eyes shut and turned away so she didn't feel like he was staring. It wasn't like she wasn't worth looking at but Xylander did respect the fact he'd just walked in on her and it would be nasty to stare anyway. Most boys would stare stupidly but Xy knew better. Oh yes, Xy knew better. When she gave him the okay, he looked up and turned around again. "I'm so so so so sorry. I forgot you sleep in on the weekends."
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Jan 18, 2011 17:31:33 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] Brooke was not exactly sure what had just happened or how she felt about Xylander walking into her room and seeing her in nothing but her bra and panties. She also had no idea how she hadn’t heard him knocking on her door before he entered, but then she wondered why he had walked in if he hadn’t heard her tell him to come in. In the past, he always made sure she heard him knock and waited for vocal permission to come in before he did to avoid situations like this, and she wasn’t sure why he hadn’t this time. Maybe he’d been too excited about something to wait, or maybe he simply thought he had heard her even though he didn’t. Either way, they had were now finding themselves in one of the most awkward situations that they had ever been in during the course of their friendship, and she wasn’t sure how they would deal with it. They had been friends for quite a few years and she just hoped that this little incident wasn’t going to affect that. She hoped that they were good enough friends that they could just laugh about this later, though she expected Xy to at least make one playful comment about it at some point -whether it be now or later- because that was just what he did. He liked to turn awkward situations into funny ones, and Brooke was counting on that to get them past the awkward moment she knew they were about to have.
She could only imagine what the gossip blog would have said if Lady T caught wind of the incident, though the chances of that happening were slim since her and Xy were the only ones who had seen it and neither of them were the stupid gossiper that liked to cause a ruckus in people’s lives. So, they were safe from the radar and Brooke wasn’t planning on telling anyone about it just to avoid it being posted all over the internet later on. It certainly wouldn’t top some of the gossip posted there right now, but Brooke really didn’t want to test that theory so she was glad nobody else had witnessed it. Seniors at Belmont were the biggest targets for Lady T and that was really not beneficial for any of them. Of course, right now it seemed to be one junior named Jenna Taylor that the gossip blasts kept attacking, but there were seniors involved in those blasts as well. Based on that, Brooke was glad to say that her life was fairly drama free, though she wasn’t so sure how long it would stay that way. She was, after all, the head cheerleader and pretty popular at Belmont so she probably wouldn’t be able to stay under the radar forever. In fact, she was sure that if she did even the simplest thing that was gossip-worthy would be plastered all over the internet within a few hours. It was horrible to think about, but she knew it was true. Plus, gossip and drama kind of went hand-in-hand with living amongst Manhattan’s elite.
For now, however, that didn’t matter. What did matter was that she and Xy still had to deal with this little incident, and she had to personally deal with the fact that she found that she didn’t mind him seeing her in nothing but a bra and panties. This realization had come as an unexpected surprise, and Brooke wasn’t exactly sure what it meant. Was she telling herself that she liked him? It was possible, but she wasn’t sure just yet. They flirted with each other all the time, but it was just casual and nothing serious because they were so close. She was suddenly feeling a bit of confusion now, but she was doing her best to keep it off of her face so he wouldn’t ask her about it. If he did, she really didn’t want to have to explain, so it was better to just hide it and hope he didn’t see through her attempted disguise. She wasn’t sure how complicated things were going to be now or whether it was even going to affect anything, but she would find out soon enough. Sighing, she fastened the belt of her bathrobe tightly around herself to avoid any more exposure then slowly made her way towards the door. Xy was still standing there in the doorway, looking down with his eyes closed, and when he looked up he looked like he was feeling extremely awkward. Brooke wasn’t sure what possessed her to do it, but she blamed the attempt to make it less awkward, and she slowly reached out to pull him gently into the room, then planted a quick kiss on his lips before pulling back immediately. “Right…uh…don’t worry about it,” she said shakily, stepping away from him. “So, just in the neighbourhood and decided to stop by?”
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Post by xylander on Jan 20, 2011 20:02:05 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander thought he was doing well his senior year. He was keeping up on his grades and he was not involved in much drama as of yet. He had a good social life even though he didn't play any sports or anything. Xy wasn't dwelling on his past like his brother, Chance, probably was. Xy didn't even know if Chance was dead or alive but he assumed that his brother was still fighting the pointless war. He didn't understand the point of the U.S. being in Iraq but he wasn't involved in politics or anything either. Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek didn't care about anything like that; it just caused wars and all that jazz. He figured he'd let Chance be the big guy in the family and Xy would be the wimpy one. It didn't bother him that he wasn't big and strong. He didn't feel the need to play football. He had friends with or without playing sports. There was something he disliked about his senior year here in New York. For one, New York had a high crime rate though that hadn't affected him much. He didn't like the amount of gossip going around but gossip was the heart of every highschool. The one thing he really didn't like was the amount of people that seemed to have sex with everything that walked. Yes, Xy had one-night-stands, but no, he didn't do it every time he hit a party. He wasn't a complete whore. He did flirt with most all people but it was usually all in fun. Majority of the time, he didn't actually mean it and he made sure to let that be known. If he meant it, he usually let that be known too.... There were only a couple that he never let know he meant it deep down...He always had a reason for that.
The main reason Xylander didn't let stuff like that be known was because they were his friends and he hated to make things awkward. He loathed awkward situations and friendships. There were other reasons too, like sexuality. If he meant it with a straight guy, he never let anybody know that because he had no chance anyway. Xylander didn't waste his time on people who were definitely not going to date him. He did go after people that were playing hard to get but Xy never went after the people that were literally impossible. There was no point and it just ended up in someone getting hurt in the end anyway. So Xy didn't even try. Sometimes Brooke seemed impossible but he knew she wasn't... He knew she was possible because she had fallen in love once. Xylander just wasn't sure how to proceed so he'd become best friends with her in hopes that he'd have an idea by that time. He still had no idea and they'd been best friends for a long time. She was the one girl he had no idea what to do around. He had no idea how to ask her out without making everything totally different and uncomfortable. So Xy refused to try to Proceed until he had some sort of an idea how to do it. He'd rather have her as a best friend than nothing at all. So far that's what she was and that was probably would be how she would stay for a long time. For now, that didn't bother Mister Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek. He was always there for her when she needed him and he always canceled any plans he had if he was wanted. That was how he worked.
As much as Xylander had been trying to avoid making everything weird between the two of them, he'd already done so just by walking in the door. This was not either of their fault really but now it as all awkward and all Xy had done was walk in her door. He'd seen her in nothing but her lingerie and had looked away out of respect. She was definitely worth looking at but he was not going to be the gaping idiot that forgot how to think when he was caught looking at a girl without meaning to. Most people would melt to a puddle if they walked in on somebody. Not Xy, he just turned away and usually walked out the door but this time he had not walked out the door for some reason. It didn't matter anyway... Either way, he couldn't see her anymore. Xylander never dreamed he'd walk in on Brooke Davis but he did. Most guys would sell their sould for a chance like that. Honestly, Xylander didn't really want to walk in on her because that screwed things up. He was looking up and she came closer in her robe thingy and he smiled, feeling guilty for not waiting for a verbal response before entering. He'd just been excited to see her. He was expecting a slap in the face and sort of flinched when she got up close but instead he got a kiss. His eyes widened but he kissed her back and suddenly she was done... She spoke and he was quite the dazed boy. He answered slowly and carefully so he didn't get all tongue tied, "I'll try not to."
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Jan 21, 2011 15:51:22 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] Truth be told, Brooke had always felt something more for Xylander than she let on, but because she didn’t really want to risk ruining their friendship by telling him that, so she merely played along with his casual flirting and let things stay the way they were. Her mother had always told her that the best relationships came out of the best friendships, but the eighteen year old beauty really didn’t want to test that theory with Xylander because he meant too much to her. He was one of those guys that wasn’t afraid to put himself out there and attract attention, and he was a pretty confident person which was part of why she liked him so much. The other part was that he had that sexy accent and was always there for her; it also helped that he was a definite looker, which explained why he had been involved with so many hook ups in the past. That, however, was one thing that scared her about him. He was like Emily in the way that he preferred casual hook ups to committed relationships, and Brooke was the opposite. To her, relationships weren’t all about sex and pleasure; they were about honesty, communication and trust too. She had already found that with one person, but he had died and left her broken hearted. Now, she had more or less recovered, but some times it was still hard to let herself get close to anyone relationship-wise. That was why she preferred to keep her friends close and not put their friendships at risk. They were really the only ones who kept her sane, and she wouldn’t be doing so well in her life without them. They were her candles in the wind and got her through the most difficult parts of her life before she’d been sent away for the summer.
Xylander was one of those people, which was why she hadn’t bothered to do anything about her feelings for him. She knew what was at risk if they tried to date and it didn’t work out, and she just wasn’t willing to part with that for anything. Plus, he had never given off any impression that he felt something for her too anyway so being best friends was good enough for her; she would have rather had him in her life as a friend and nothing more instead of not having him in her life at all. Brooke hated awkward and tense situations, because they tended to complicate things that were once simple. That was unfortunately how it was probably going to be for this particular situation, since Xy had walked in on her while she was trying to decide on an outfit for the day, but she hoped that the awkwardness wouldn’t last. She had already realized that she didn’t mind him seeing her that way, but that didn’t mean that it was any less awkward. He was polite and respectful so he had turned his head and looked away right away where most guys would have stared at her like an idiot, so she really appreciated that he respected her enough not to do that. He was also not a typical guy, or at least he wasn’t when it came to her. He didn’t constantly give her the impression that he was undressing her with his eyes or that he wanted anything from her besides friendship, so that made their friendship even better. That was also why she figured she didn’t mind him walking in on her, despite how awkward the rest of the time he spent in her room would be.
Brooke smiled and nodded when he gave her his reason for coming over, happy to know that he had just wanted to see her. She was also glad to hear that he wouldn’t worry about what had just happened. “Good, you shouldn’t,” she said in response to him trying not to worry about walking in on her. “Well, you were right. I’m not doing anything except trying to decide what shirt to wear,”
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Post by xylander on Jan 23, 2011 12:51:17 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek knew everything a boy could possibly know about a girl.He knew how to put her on a "pedestal" and make her feel like she was the only thing that mattered to him. He knew how to get in their pants majority of the time though he didn't do that so often anymore. He knew how to make them feel like he would never tell them a lie and that they were the only thing on his mind. He knew how to flatter or charm them and generally could get them to date him if he wanted them. He couldn't find a girl that was worth his time though. All the girls just wanted something from him...Sex. He tried to avoid those girls but it didn't always work out. He knew about them but they knew how to charm him too though it wasn't that difficult. Rarely did he stick with one girl for very long because they were all big-time idiots and put him down all the time. He didn't appreciate it; he didn't mind teasing but being put down and flamed did not fly with him which was why he dropped them the majority of the time. There were some he was able to keep until something went seriously wrong. He'd gotten a girl pregnant a few years ago; he'd loved this girl and had wanted to be there for her and his own flesh and blood. He hadn't had any intentions of abandoning her after getting her pregnant. She had abandoned him and told him that she'd gotten an abortion. He didn't know if that was actually true. Xylander didn't know if he was a daddy to some random kid somewhere that he didn't know about. What if he was?
She had kissed him and had started an internal battle with himself. She had started something and had shown that she felt something for him too... That meant he didn't have to make it awkward if he kissed her back and didn't allow himself to drop the subject. He grinned in response to her comment and replied, "That much was obvious." He grinned again but then she told him to forget about the whole kissing thing which was a total confidence killer. Why did girls have to be so complicated about things like this? He looked down at his feet but then looked up, trying not to allow disappointment show up on his face. Hmmm. Lunch? She seemed awfully intent on trying to distract him but she had just kissed him and that wasn't just going to disappear from his mind. It was plastered and he was focusing on that particular thought. What an awkward first kiss between the two of them. Hmm. He walked reluctantly over to her dresser and then looked at her. Would he get slapped if he kissed her again? He wanted to groan in frustration because he wasn't sure what to do about the whole situation. She very obviously liked him back but to what degree, he didn't know. He kept his fists from clenching in frustration. He was confused as to what she wanted from him other than to forget what had just happened. He couldn't just forget it and he very much doubted that she would forget too. Was it her trust issue with relationships? Was it because of the boy she had fallen in love a while ago whom had died? Was that why she wanted him to forget about it because she feared she'd lose him too?
Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek stood there awkwardly, not quite sure what to do even though he had a plan forming inside his head already. What if he kissed her back? But what if he made it better? Would she slap him or would she be okay with it? She had kissed him after all but he didn't want to kill their relationship based on assumptions. He scanned her dresser looking for a shirt, stalling his decision. He was going to kiss her whether it killed them or not. Sometimes you just had to take chances and Xy felt like this was one of those times even though he feared it. He disliked going on pure chance but he had to. The one thing he feared was chance because it wasn't ever certain. He disliked the unknown and he could always think of what could go wrong. He was optimistic but he knew there were things that could go wrong and he didn't like going off chance because everything could go extremely wrong or it could go extremely right. There was no way to tell until it was over which scared the shit right out of him. Xy turned to face her and tried to keep his face from turning red. He let all thoughts disappear about what could go wrong doing this and just kissed her, but way more passionately than she had done to him. When he was done, his muscles tensed and he looked at her, waiting for the reaction, good or bad.
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Jan 28, 2011 19:54:22 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] Judging by what had just happened, Brooke had to say that she was glad that nobody else was home except for Maria, who was too busy in the laundry room to have heard either of the two teenagers’ reactions to Xylander walking in on Brooke. That would have lead to some extremely awkward questions that the eighteen year old beauty really didn’t want to have to answer, so another bonus to being home alone had been added to her mental list. Brooke knew that Xy could turn the entire situation into something amusing that they would laugh and joke about later because that was the kind of person that he was, but so far he hadn’t done that. She guessed it was because he was still trying to get over the mistake he had made, though she had recently discovered that she didn’t really mind that he had made that mistake. Of course, she wasn’t planning to let him in on that fact because she wanted to avoid any more awkwardness, but it was still true. It had taken her until now - when he had unexpectedly walked into her room only to see her in nothing but lingerie - to realize it, which was pretty sad considering how often they casually flirted. This got her thinking that maybe there was something more to his feelings for her too, but based on the Xy she knew, if that were the case then he would have made sure she knew he meant it when he flirted with her. He had this way of knowing just what to say and do to get what he wanted and make his feelings known without embarrassing himself, and she really hadn’t gotten any impression of deeper feelings for her from him so she tried to erase the thought from her mind. If he’d wanted something more between them, he would have made that clear.
This new realization, however, was not sitting well with Brooke. She had been alright with him walking in and seeing her like that despite feeling a tad awkward for a few minutes, but now she was just plain confused. This was one of those things that she generally tended to try and avoid just to keep her head from hurting with all of the thinking and sorting out she now had to do. She hadn’t helped matters when she’d kissed him, but that was just to try to keep him calm and convince him that it hadn’t been a big deal. Or at least that was what she was going to let him believe despite it being untrue. It had been a random and impulse decision to do it, but she knew why she had actually done it and that was fine as long as he didn’t know. If walking in like that hadn’t made the atmosphere awkward, then her randomly kissing him the way she had certainly would have, which was why it was better for him to think it was no big deal. All she had to do now was hope that he would just drop the subject, because she really didn’t feel like letting him in on the fact that it had been for something more than what she’d told him. He knew her well enough that if he really tried, he’d see right though her lame excuse and probably had by now, but he wasn’t showing it at the moment which was good. “Shut up and help me,” she said with a smirk, turning to watch him walk over and stand beside her before staring back into her closet with her hands on her hips. Her brow was now furrowed in concentration, and she kept looking back towards her bed where the jeans she had already chosen were laying, trying to decide which of her million shirts would look good with them for the day.
She scanned through the shelves again, thinking that he was doing the same, and a few minutes later neither of them had actually chosen anything. Brooke couldn’t remember a time when it had been this complicated for her to pick out a shirt, and she blamed the difficulty on what had happened – both her kissing him and him walking in on her. It seemed like the most logical thing, so she was going to go with that. “Well, this sucks. I might as well just put my pyjamas back on and be done with it,”
[/color] she complained, feeling frustrated with her indecisiveness. As she turned towards Xy to see if he had chosen anything for her, she was taken completely offguard when his lips met her own again but a lot more passionately than it had been when she’d quickly kissed him. After Brooke had blinked and collected herself she raised her hands to rest on his chest and kissed him back, waiting for him to pull away. When he did, she looked at him with confused but happy eyes. Had that really just happened, or had she been hallucinating? A million questions were now shooting through her mind, and she felt a faint blush cross her cheeks. “W--what was that for?”[/color] she stammered nervously, not quite sure what to think of it. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] TAGS !?[/b] xylander! WORDS !?[/b] 875! CREDITS !?[/b] this template was created by dancing.diva of CAUTION 2.0 and fixed by CHELS! NOTES !?[/b] Oh snap! xD[/size][/font]
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Post by xylander on Jan 29, 2011 15:19:58 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek wasn't too upset that he had walked in on Brookie but at the same time, he wanted to kick himself. That made things all odd between the two of them and for whatever reason, Xy hadn't made a joke out of it. He was still getting over the blow that he was an idiot and hadn't waited for a verbal response before walking in. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He was extremely upset with himself and it could be seen on his face if one looked closely. As it was, Xy did mentally slap himself. He was going to fix the awkwardness that was ensuing between the two of them right now. He was unhappy that he'd walked in on her, but he had, and now it was time to get over that and move on. He hated dwelling on the past about things that he could not change. He couldn't change the fact that he had walked in on Brookie changing but he could change the fact that it was awkward. Awkward moments were easy to change into funny ones... So why hadn't he? He could easily see that was what Brookie wanted him to do and he felt deep down that it was probably the right thing to do at this moment in time but at the same time, did he really want to? Did Mr. Hyrnek really want to drop the whole subject all together? Not really but he wasn't about to let that be known. She'd kill him if he said that aloud so he'd just keep it to himself. Question was, how was he going to drop it if he didn't want to? How was he going to forget about it if all he wanted to do was remember it?
Xylander disliked this internal battle with himself. He disliked arguing with himself because it was stupid to argue with one's self. Usually Xylander just made a decision and went with it. He dealt with the consequences and was able to handle any situation with how he did it. This time, he was arguing with himself and actually sorting through his head. Why couldn't he just go with it like he always did? He knew the answer to that already but it didn't mean he wanted it to be the answer. Brookie was different in terms that he was different around her. She wasn't just some random hook-up to Xylander that would mean a good time. She actually meant something to Mr. Hyrnek. He didn't want to fail with her and that meant he was stepping very carefully when it came to her. He didn't doubt she'd be fun but he wanted something a little more than that with her. He didn't want it to last one night and then it ended with him never seeing her again because of awkwardness. Xy refused to let it end that way. "Fine." He said, pretending that it was a horrible thing to help her find a shirt. It was possible he actually thought that, but again, he was NOT going to say that to her. He'd let her think he was teasing forever and ever when it actually came down to it.
Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek actually was scanning through the shirts, but he just wasn't looking that hard. His mind was on other things. Shirts weren't the main thing to him right now, though they should be, because Brookie wanted help picking one out. Xy didn't really want to concentrate on picking a shirt. He didn't like this whole awkward meeting and he was only making it worse by staying here... But if he left, they probably would avoid each other for the rest of eternity and Xylander didn't really want that either. "Wouldn't bother me. Pajamas are comfortable and I wouldn't blame you for wanting to wear them rather than going through the complication of picking a shirt." He grinned teasingly. Personally, he would have worn pajamas here but his mother would have killed him... She'd raised him better than that and if she ever found out he was running around in his pj's, she'd personally kill him, no sweat. After the kiss, he felt a bit ashamed... Like he was invading her personal space or something. His pale cheeks turned slightly red but he pushed that away, hoping she hadn't seen it. He saw the happiness in her eyes and that meant his chance had worked out pretty well. He also saw confusion which was bad... That meant questions knowing Brookie. He sighed with her first question, but answered reluctantly, "The same reason you kissed me possibly?" He hoped that was enough for her but he very much doubted it.
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Feb 1, 2011 6:55:59 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] If Brooke was being honest with herself, she had secretly hoped for something like this to happen between her and Xylander. She hadn’t necessarily wanted something that involved him walking into her room when she was in the process of getting dressed to happen, but at least it was something to shake up their friendship. They had been friends for so many years, and they knew everything about each other; there were really no secrets except for Brooke’s own personal secret that she harboured feelings for him that went beyond friendship. He was one of the sweetest, most caring and loyal guys that she knew despite his tendency to find himself a one night stand to hook up with, and that was part of the reason that she had fallen for him. Of course, his sexy accent and the fact that he was extremely good looking also helped, but they didn’t mean everything. Knowing him so well meant that she knew that the look on his face meant that he was upset with himself for what had just happened, but Brooke had no idea what to do to make him feel better about it now that she had kissed him. The kiss was a way to keep his thoughts from the awkwardness of walking in like that, but it had triggered a new awkwardness between them. It made her think that maybe her attempt had not been in either of their best interest, but she just couldn’t bring herself to regret it. She had told him that she wanted him to forget it, but what he didn’t know what that she didn’t want too. She wasn’t sure if he wanted to drop it or not, but she knew deep down that she didn’t so she hoped that he would remember it even if she had told him not too.
Brooke was currently going through an internal battle with herself, and it was not something that she had ever expected to battle herself about. It was also not something that she was particularly enjoying, but it was her own fault for kissing him the way she had despite the fact that it was Xy who hadn’t waited for a verbal recognition of his knock before opening the door and walking in. Decisions for Brooke usually came quite easily because she was quick on her feet and never had an issue with rationalization. She never beat herself up over any decisions and lived with the consequences if there were any, so this entire concept was quite foreign to her. The current question in her mind was whether or not she should have told him the truth about why she’d kissed him instead of shrugging it off like it had been no big deal. After all, it wasn’t like the two of them had ever done something so intimate in all of their years of friendship. They normally just casually flirted with each other with the understanding that there was nothing more to it than that – even though, for Brooke, there had always been more to it. She knew that if Xy had really wanted too, he could have taken full advantage of the situation he had walked in on once she had kissed him and she would have done anything he wanted her to do with him, and the fact that he hadn’t told Brooke that she meant something more to him than that. That put a smile in her heart, and she was glad that he made sure that she didn’t feel like he was going to take advantage of her the way some guys would have done had they been in his position. That was why they were such good friends, and another reason why Brooke liked him. She rolled her eyes as he pretended that helping her choose a shirt was the worst thing in the world, swatting at him playfully as he walked past her to peer into the closet. “Why do I get the feeling you actually don’t want to find me one?” she teased, attempting to lighten up the atmosphere a bit more.
Brooke’s blue eyes watched Xy as he scanned through her closet, though he didn’t seem to being attention to its contents. She didn’t blame him, since he probably had a million thoughts running through his head like she did, and was tempted to just close the doors and forget about it. At the moment, there were more important things for her to worry about, and she wanted to find some answers to the questions in her head and in her heart. She had no idea what the thoughts going through his head were at the current time, but she was curious to find out if she was the only one wondering the things she was. “Well, they would certainly be better than this stupid bathrobe,”
[/color] she said, gesturing down to the thin pink material currently covering her bra and panties. ”Forget the shirt,”[/color] she said, stepped forward and gently shut the doors of her closet before facing him. She studied his face for a reaction after he kissed her, hoping that he had caught the happiness in her eyes rather than the confusion. The look he got on his own face meant that he had caught both, and that really wasn’t helping either of them figure anything out at the moment. She had no idea if their second kiss had meant something or if it was just a typical reaction to her kissing him first, but she felt too embarrassed to ask. She’d caught the red on his pale cheeks and she slowly reached up to touch them, letting her fingers brush against his skin lightly. “You were blushing,”[/color] she said softly, not bothering to tease him. Then, she waited for him to answer her question and she felt her own blush grow deeper. “You’re probably right,”[/color] she said, leaning forward to kiss him again and not intending to pull away abruptly like she had the first time. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] TAGS !?[/b] xylander! WORDS !?[/b] 1,009 CREDITS !?[/b] this template was created by dancing.diva of CAUTION 2.0 and fixed by CHELS! NOTES !?[/b] Dun dun dun![/size][/font]
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Post by xylander on Feb 1, 2011 23:45:01 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander had always secretly disliked all of Brooke's followers, even though he was one himself. He disliked it when she flirted with some other girl but he never let it show on his face. That was one thing he could hide from Brookie whenever he damn well wished. He hated the fact that he wasn't with Brooke right now but that was his own fault. He was the one who refused to do anything about his feelings because of fear. He very much disliked fear because it got in the way. At the same time, being too cocky wasn't good either. Xylander didn't know where to put that happy medium with Brooke yet... Though he was getting closer and closer every day to figuring it out. Xy was frustrated with the challenge Brookie gave him but at the same time, he figured she was definitely worth the trouble. He liked Brooke a lot and he figured it was probably better that he had to work. An ego was not something Brookie liked majority of the time. The good thing about being just 'friends' with Brooke was that he knew everything about her. He knew all her likes and dislikes; he knew everything. It helped him on the path to getting her to date him, at least. Unfortunately, being best friends with Brooke made it harder in the way she knew all his weaknesses and she already knew what things she might dislike about him if she did date him. That was the only downside to being best friends with her. He liked everything else about it. Xylander could've easily taken advantage of Brooke, or so he believed. He could have probably gotten away with a lot with Brooke in just her lingerie but he hadn't made a move. He'd just politely turned away and allowed her to cover it. He didn't even try anything but only because he didn't want to make the situation more awkward than it was and his mother had raised him to be better than that. Xy stuck his tongue out and bantered back with her, "Maybe it's you that doesn't want to find one, deep deep down." He grinned teasingly.
Xylander knew that Brookie was watching him but he was trying not to meet her eyes because then she would catch him not looking for a shirt. He didn't particularly want her to catch him so he tried to make it seem as though he was looking for a shirt even though he was not doing a very good job of it. Xylander looked like he was trying to do something he wasn't so it made even more obvious he wasn't actually looking for a shirt. He had a million questions in his head that he had to answer but there was a big one in his heart that he had to answer: was he going to let this go and give up on being her boyfriend... or was he going to go for it? He didn't know really; he didn't know what to do. Xylander hated telling himself that he didn't know what to do but he didn't this time. He almost shrugged but that'd make it obvious that he was arguing with himself and that was weird. "Okay? Sick of going through your closet already?" He smiled warmly rather than teasingly but the comment was meant as a tease. He quickly realized that they were stepping away from the awkwardness... But he was still struggling to answer his questions to himself. He gauged her reaction and quickly decided it wasn't a bad one. He still hadn't decided whether the first kiss meant anything but he knew the second one meant something to him. It meant that he did love her and that he'd do anything in the world to keep her happy...Anything at all. He wanted to be there for her for the rest of their lives even if it was just as a best friend. Xylander didn't care how he was there for her; he just wanted to be there. He'd rather be her boyfriend but best friends was just fine with him. He was mostly content with that. Damn. She'd caught him blushing. He sighed quietly and replied, "Caught me again."
[/color] His blush turned a darker red but he didn't care. She'd noticed his faint blush anyway. Xylander wasn't sure what to say to her next comment. Was he right? Did she like him as much as he liked her? One could always find out but he didn't want to know if he was wrong. He saw her leaning and met her halfway, kissing her back, but wrapped his thin arms around her. No, he wasn't buff and strong but that didn't matter to most people and it certainly didn't matter to him. All that mattered right now was that their friendship was being shaken up into something Xylander very much preferred. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] ------------------------------------------------------------------ tagged: BROOKIE NICOLE DAVIS words: TOO LAZY TO COUNT outfit: CHECK BANNER notes: SORRY FOR THE SHORTNESS!
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Feb 5, 2011 16:37:24 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] Brooke secretly hated that Xy seemed to have commitment issues, which was what she used to explain his countless hook ups and one night stands. It was that thing about him that always put doubts in her mind about whether or not a relationship between them would work, which was why she had always kept her feelings for him a secret. She liked being his friend and didn’t want to have to force him to change his ways just to be with her, so it worked out well even though she wanted them to be more than that. Having him in her life as a good friend, however, was honestly better than not having him in it at all, so she could deal. That was, until he had walked into her bedroom that afternoon; now, it felt like everything had changed between them. She had no idea what she felt now, and had been confused about her realization that him seeing her in her lingerie hadn’t really been a bad thing. It seemed like a good excuse to use for her sudden emotions and feelings, so she was going to stick with it. Fear was a big factor here, which was why she hadn’t told him the real reason for kissing him, even though she could have told him the part about trying to make him relax about the entire situation without her feelings for him surfacing. However, she decided that it wasn’t a good idea so she had just waved it off. Plus, what she had said to him was at least partially true since she hadn’t had to kiss him just because the feelings she knew had always been there were surfacing. Keeping the truth from him was better for now, or at least she hoped so. “Yes, you’re right. I think this bathrobe makes me look super sexy,” she teased back, rolling her eyes at him.
Brooke could already tell that Xy wasn’t really paying attention to her closet, and she really couldn’t blame him. Something so simple had just gotten extremely complicated in the span of twenty minutes, partially because of him and partially because of her. She couldn’t remember a time when things had ever been so awkward between them in the five years that they had been friends, but she supposed that there was a first time for everything. She was sure this was going to leave them both in a very dazed and confused state of mind for a while, and she wondered if maybe separating for the rest of the day would be a good idea. After re-evaluating that, however, she decided it was better not too because the situation could potentially make them avoid each other for a long time, and that wasn’t something she wanted to happen. “Yeah, I give up. When I figure out what my plans for the day are I’ll change,”
[/color] she said, waving off his question. It seemed like maybe they were slowly stepping away from the awkwardness, but after all of the unexpected events of the day, Brooke really had no idea how long that was going to last. She knew that kissing him had meant something more than she’d let on, and she wondered if he felt the same way – about both her kissing him and him kissing her. It was all very confusing, and she had to say that confusion really didn’t suit either of them very well. “Always do,”[/color] she said, giving him a playful smile. She felt him meet her half way as she leaned towards him, letting their lips come together again much more passionately than before. She felt his arms wrap around her and unconsciously raised her arms to lock around his neck, keeping them pressed together. Once the kiss was finished, she pulled away from him again, gave him a playful wink and then turned her back to him to walk to her dresser and start sifting through her pyjama drawer. She had already decided that she would just pull some on until her plans for the day were figured out. She wasn’t sure if she was going to end up hanging out with Xy, or if she was going to go and do something with Olivia and Emily, but either way she wanted to get that damn bathrobe up and put some actual clothing on. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] TAGS !?[/b] xylander! WORDS !?[/b] 731 CREDITS !?[/b] this template was created by dancing.diva of CAUTION 2.0 and fixed by CHELS! NOTES !?[/b] Dun dun dun![/size][/font]
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Post by xylander on Feb 13, 2011 2:49:59 GMT -4
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Xylander had big time commitment issues but he had reasons for it. For one thing, they scared him shitless 'cause of what had happened with his last girl that he had planned on spending eternity with. Even Brookie didn't know about her; that was the one thing that Xylander refused to tell anybody... She knew about everything else: his dad, his brother, everything. She just didn't know about Xy's first real commitment that he refused to talk about with anybody. It had hurt to be abandoned in such a way and he still didn't know for sure whether his flesh and blood was running around in the form of his kid. His first love, Sofia, said she had aborted the kid, but he didn't know for sure. Sofia had always told him she would never abort a kid before she'd gotten pregnant with him but things changed when it actually happened. Xylander didn't know if things had changed but he was sure it probably did... Xy let his mind wander away from Sofia and a possible kid and back to the present. He'd walked in on Brookie and a bunch of shit had changed. He hadn't minded walking in on her; she was definitely worth looking at, but it made things REALLY awkward. It wouldn't be too difficult to walk away from that awkwardness but Xy didn't know whether he wanted to step out and go back to just being friends. Then he'd have lost his chance with her which did not appeal to him. So he'd have to deal with it like this. He grinned back at her and replied, "You should think that this bathrobe makes you look super sexy..."
[/color] Something really corny to say, but it was kind of true... She'd look better in just her lingerie or even pajamas, but Xy figured she looked good in anything... Including sweats and a huge t-shirt. Xylander hated the fact that life had turned on him so suddenly. It made him upset that it could turn on him in the span of twenty short minutes. It was annoying and that made him distrust life more than he already did, not that there was anything he could do about it. Life was life and he could make the best out of it or he could be a problem child and try to rebel against life, making it more miserable than it already tried to be. That wasn't Xylander though; that was Chance...Chance Hyrnek who couldn't get over the fact that Chace was dead and there was nothing either of them could do about it. Xy wasn't exactly over it but he didn't go doom and gloom about it. He'd moved on and was trying to enjoy life but it was hard when he was now having yet another dilemma/obstacle in his mind. Man. Why did life have to be so cruel? This never would've happened if Xy would have just minded his manners and waited for verbal instructions saying he could be let in. He hadn't and now they were stuck here, trying to figure out what had just happened between the two of them. "Quitter." He stuck his tongue out, trying to make her laugh or smile at least. He was trying to move on past the awkward stage even though he'd rather just kiss her again. That'd be kind of unexpected and out of the blue though... Wouldn't it? Why was Brookie so confusing? Why couldn't Xy catch her easily like he caught other girls? Oh right... It was because Brookie actually meant something to him which made him clam up. Bad time to clam up but that's what happened when he actually cared about someone. "Maybe I'll get you back one of these days." He grinned. To Xylander, it felt right to kiss Brookie. He desperately hoped that she felt the same way and for some reason, it seemed like she did. Maybe because she was kissing him again... Duh. Wow, was Xy slow. Had she felt for him as long as he'd felt for her? If so, Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek would feel really unobservant and unhappy with himself. He'd known her for five years and if she liked him, he hadn't caught until now really... Xy was upset when she pulled away but he tried not to let disappointment show on his face. Xy followed her to her dresser but wasn't really making it "obvious". He grabbed her arm and spun her around to meet his lips again. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] ------------------------------------------------------------------ tagged: BROOKE words: SEVEN NINE SIX outfit: CHECK BANNER notes: WOO, CORNY XY!
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Post by brooke nicole davis on Feb 15, 2011 23:07:50 GMT -4
I've got my memories, they're always inside me [/b][/font][/size][/color] BUT I CAN'T GO BACK TO HOW IT WAS[/size][/color] - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] For Brooke, love and relationships had never really been big on her list – or at least not big enough that she spent countless days and nights worrying about them and searching for them. Her first boyfriend and first love, Justin, had come as a surprise to her which was why she firmly believed that if you stopped looking, love would eventually come to you when you least expect it. She and Justin had started out as partners for an English project and it was thanks to that that they had become something more. After having to spend so much time together to do the project, it was really expected but she hadn’t really thought about it until it had happened. The two of them had something good going and it had gotten serious enough that she had really thought that they could end up lasting forever but then that car accident that had left Brooke gravely injured and Justin dead happened, and he was taken away from her. After that, she had had a hard time opening up her heart again, but Xy and her other friends had helped her through it. She supposed it was that situation that helped her and Xy get closer and sometime in the five years they’d been friends, she’d fallen for him. Of course, she hadn’t really known that until today, but that was beside the point. “You would say that, wouldn’t you?” she teased, rolling her eyes at his corny comment.
Confusion was still flowing through Brooke, and she really wished it would stop. It was probably obvious by now that she felt something more for Xy than she’d originally let on, but whether or not that was a good thing or not was still something she was trying to figure out. She knew Xy had a bit of a commitment issue but she didn’t know why, and she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing to have going into whatever the hell they were about to start. So many questions were running through her head simply because life had taken such a huge turn on her, and it really wasn’t ideal. All Brooke wanted to do was figure out what the hell all of this meant and be done with it, but unfortunately she didn’t think that was an option. Things like this needed time to be sorted out but she wasn’t going to complain because to her, Xy was worth the time it would take. She only hoped that he felt that way too, because if he didn’t then that would simply suck. On the flip side, however, he seemed to feel the same so she doubted that there was anything to worry about. That gave her some peace of mind, so she tried to push the confusion out of her head for the time being. “Am not!”
[/color] she teased back, laughing at the joke. At least now they seemed to be moving past the awkward stage of their current situation. “I doubt it, but go ahead and dream,”[/color] she teased, giving him a playful smile. For Brooke, kissing Xy felt right. It was almost like something that came naturally and had occurred many times before now even though that wasn’t true; that was how comfortable she felt doing it. In truth, she didn’t really want to stop and could have stayed there in the middle of her bedroom kissing him forever but she didn’t want to push it. She was also getting warm wearing the bathrobe and needed to take it off soon, but she didn’t want to make anything awkward again by taking it off and not replacing it with something else. She saw disappointment cross his face when she pulled away even though she knew he was trying to hide it, but she had every intention of going right back to that point once she replaced the bathrobe with something cooler. She had no idea what was going through his head right now and she wished she did because it might help clear up some of her own confusion. She didn’t want to ask him though so she just stepped away from him and headed to her dresser, closing one drawer and opening another in an attempt to find her pyjamas. After finding the proper drawer, she sifted through it slowly but then she felt a grip on her arm and next thing she knew, she had been turned around, pulled back to Xy, and had met his lips again. This was a tad surprising, but it helped her realize that he had been enjoying their kiss as much as she had. After a few minutes of standing in that position, she slowly moved her hands down his chest and tugged the hem of his shirt up as she kissed him passionately. Might as well take advantage of the current situation if that was what they both wanted at the moment. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] TAGS !?[/b] xylander! WORDS !?[/b] 827 CREDITS !?[/b] this template was created by dancing.diva of CAUTION 2.0 and fixed by CHELS! NOTES !?[/b] Dun dun dun![/size][/font]
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