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Realizing that he was talking to her, Aislinn dragged herself out of her thoughts, and unlatched her fingers from around his wrist. She'd left a small red ring on him. How f'in embarrassing... Ignoring it, the red-head shook his hand and smiled, pretending as though they'd just met. "A fresh beginning is exactly what we need.." Aislinn agreed, hoping he hadn't noticed how cold and clammy her hands were.
He probably had.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mister Stephen Malone, I'm Aislinn Jay Tucker." AJ said very formally and acceptable, as though she was taking some test on proper educate. And trust me, she'd taken at least three. Expectation's where what Aislinn lived for, so she could live up to them. One of the things she hated the most was letting someone down. And today, she felt like she'd done just that with Stephen.

Stephen looked down at his wrist, giving a strange look at the red ring on his skin. Damn, girl. How hard were you holding him? He said nothing about how cold her hands were, but deep keep hers hand in his, still shaking it gently. "And the same to you, Miss Tucker." He tried to make light of the same formality before gently releasing his grip on her. "So, did you want to do keep on studying, or..." He had a few other ideas in his mind ohononon >w>, but if she wanted to be the good schoolgirl then he supposed it would do.

Aislinn grinned sheepishly as he gazed at his red wrist. My bad... Things were staring off good... At least for now. Stephen was being kind, and Aislinn was perfectly fine with them not studying anymore. I mean the test wasn't for another week. "No no, we can talk..." She said, hoping all they'd do was talk, regardless of what Fire wants.

"Nice grip." Stephen commented in what might be taken as a light joke, rubbing his wrist lightly and forgetting about it. A small smile grew on his face, "Alright. Want to play a game?" He asked, turning his body, all of his attention was focused on Aislinn now.

Aislinn scratched her chin, nervous about this 'game' Steph was talking about. Then again, she'd let this sexy motherfucker tie her up and have his way "Sorry about that." Sheepishly, she smiled up at her new found morethanafriend friend. But the idea of that game still scared her. "Okay, what kind of game? Aislinn was a little bit anxious.

Stephen shrugged, putting the subject off for you, though easily catching unto her nervousness by the ring in her tone. "I think you might have played it before." He said quietly, turning his cold gaze up at her with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. In all reality, as long as they didn't take things too far, it'd be quite the quick way for them to get to know one another quite well in more than one way ;D. "Truth or Dare?"

Oh this was going to be bad ass'd.
"Truth!" Aislinn belted out just a little to fast. Oh God, not this game. She'd look like such a wuss if she kept picking truth, so after a particularly emotional truth, she'd pick dare. Everyone feels softer after spilling some emotional truth. Her cheeks turned a light pink in some kind of attractive way, and she saved her ass before Stephen could even think of some embarrassing thing to say. "I pick truth." The red-head said more confidently this time, tucking her freezing hands in the little marsupial pouch on the front of her BA sweat shirt.

Stephen couldn't help but let a smile break out after her answer was hastily given, her light blush only adding unto it. "Calm down." He put one hand up and gestured it down word, only to add more emphasis unto his words. The white-haired boy looked thoughtful for a moment, actually only coming up with this idea at the very last moment, and he was surprised even still that she was agreeing to go along with it. "What is the stupidest thing you've done on your own free will?" He asked, wanting to know the worst first, wondering just how far she could go outside of any sort of dare.

Well this was going south. Aislinn relaxed her shoulders as he pestered her for overreacting. Which only made her angry, and blush harder. But oh well, if Stephen was going to get to know her, really know her, he'd have to get used to her blushing. Okay, so this truth. It was going to be easy. I mean, Aislinn was only about 15, and she'd been sick a lot of her childhood. So, there wasn't much room for her to be a bad child.
But there was that one night.
"Well, one time.. My friend Lyndsy was over, and we called this guy.. I think his name was Lucas? I don't really remember. He was a friend of Lyn's. But anyways, he drove over to our house, with this other guy named Jeremy. He was my friend. But we snuck out my window, and the boys drove us to the nearby playground and we all just ran around that night." She said, remembering that night like it was the best night of her life. "Me and Lyn had to be only 13 or 14, and Jeremy was 15, soon to be 16. And that Lucas guy was like 17.... It was the first time I'd been kissed. Jeremy kissed me though, not the 17 year old dude. No, he didn't even look at me. I don't know much for Lyn's sake though."
Poor Lyn.
Aislinn blushed again, remembering Jeremy's kiss. It had been tender, simple. Comfortable most of all, seeing as the two were good friends, they already knew each other. And what had made it even sweeter was that Jeremy'd never taken things to a physical level after that. He just kept on being a good friend, almost a best friend. Aislinn smiled at the memory and turned to Stephen. "Of course, we didnt get caught."

Even if she seemed to be thinking this was going a tad downhill, Stephen didn't seemed to be thinking so in the least; wasn't it always nice to hear the bad news before you relish in the good? When it came to the blushing, he had nearly gotten used to it already. It was kinda funny. For such an outgoing and strong-willed girl, she did have the quite shy side. It was exactly the kinda thing he had thought was there and wanted to see. He stayed quiet during their story, imagining her and a random friend, two older guys running out the window and acting up all night over the streets and what-not. He noticed that she seemed to be lost in her memories and that the event was obviously very important to her; he supposed first kisses would be a big deal to most, especially girls like Jay. "Well, if that's the worst you've ever done, I guess you're nowhere near as bad as I imagined." Stephen commented, getting more comfortable and turning his body in her direction, a small smile on his face. Alright, as long as neither of them asked something completely stupid from this point on, the should be good. |D
I'm watching you, Fea. >3>

Aislinn snapped back into reality and looked at Stephen. He shifted himself to where he was facing her, and she almost bolted from the room. But something forced her to stay seated on the bed, playing this awful game with the boy who'd embarrassed her infront of the whole school. No big deal right? I wouldn't of been if he hadn't acted as though Aislinn was such a bad kid. She really wasn't! I mean, did he think since she'd been dared to give him a lap dance that she was a slut in reality. Well now he knew, so it wasn't something to get upset about. But you know, Aislinn kinda did. But it was whatever, she pushed the little ordeal out of her mind, and turned her attention back to Stephen. "Truth or dare?" AJ neglected to reply to his little comment, because if she did, she knew she'd go into bitchrage mode, then he'd be the one who wanted to bolt. By the way, how did she plan to get rid of him before he other room mates started pouring in the dorm? Cause she didn't want to explain how the guy she'd given a lap dance was in the dorm, sitting on her bed with her, mere inches away, and it looked like she had no pants on. Yeah, that'd be a fun time. I AM NOT A WHORE

Oh, don't worry about it, Aislinn. Kobe is running around with Harmony riding on his back and Logan is having a verbal fight with his imaginary sister. He looked a little sadly at her as she shifted around uncomfortably, still looking as if he were a total creeper and she were ready to run away at the drop of a single pin. Stephen couldn't help but glance away a little sadly and let out a silent sigh. Alright, maybe this whole fresh-start thing wouldn't be as easy as he hoped it would be. That first impression would stay strong, but then again, how could he expect her to forget it. Pfft. He couldn't even forget it himself. Alright, maybe he should apologize for making her look so degrading in front of everyone else... even if he didn't see it as a big deal since everyone else were switching bras and fumbling around gayly behind a few trees. Maybe he was being a little hypocritical. Stephen flicked his attention back up to AJ. "Truth." he told her, feeling he had nothing to hide.

Oh gosh, why were there students getting Chack action?!?! And honestly, who had an imaginary friend much less SISTER these days? That was a little new cx. Back to subject... Aislinn didn't really think Stephen a creeper, more like he was just uncomfortable to be around, seeing as he always seemed to bring out the worst in her, and who liked that? Sadistic people. But then again... Aislinn always did want to try S&M /shot. Nah, that was a joke.. Or was it. BACK TO SUBJECT. What would be a good truth? Should she just mirror Stephen's curiosity, and ask him the same question, or should she be a little more creative. Nahh, she couldn't think of anything. "What's the worst thing you've ever done?" In saying this, Aislinn sounded a little more confident, more cocky then she had all night, and let all her muscles relax. This game wouldn't be bad enough that she had to bolt on short notice. If she was going to run, she could at least warn Steph about it. xD

God, I know right? Where was their chack action!? /shotforeverplz. He paused for a moment before smiling a bit, "You mean other than leaving a good girl embarrassed and frustrated?" Stephen almost shrugged and shook his head, thinking about how to answer, though he should have expected it. Alright. When he pulled up a satisfying answer. "I was about fifteen when I discovered my power and was being pretty stupid with it. Different ranges. I'd just be blindsiding the teacher and helping my friends sneak out of class one day, going into the store and stealing a few packs the next." The white haired boy sighed. He wasn't all that old, and still had a lot to learn in life, but some things he regretted... Things he didn't feel all to comfortable listing to Aislinn. This, however, was not one of them. "To be clear, one of the things I will never do is hit a girl. And if I see it happen..." He shook his head, reliving the memory. "My friend Esther had picked up this bastard of a boyfriend. We were at a party and I noticed them off to the side. He laid his hands on her and I just beat his ass straight to the hospital... It was pretty one-sided." Stephen supposed it was the best perk of his power when it came to things like this.
The guy was alright and Esther had gotten the right mind to break up with him, but there was still something he felt a little bad about... Not for beating the douche senseless. Oh, no. In Stephen's eyes, he got all that he deserved, but perhaps the fight did feel a little unfair. He was slowly learning he'd have to control himself, though, in a place like this where both sides fought on equal terms. He supposed he could deal with it for things like classes and training, but beyond that...
Stephen brushed the thoughts away, "Truth or dare?" he muttered.

Woah. Sneaking out of class, stealing cigarettes? He seemed a little young for that. But AJ knew there was probably some bad ass story to this guy. So she sat back and listened to Stephen's truth. It didn't really bother her that he'd beat the living snot of out that guy. He deserved it. Aislinn'd never been hit, but she knew if she had, she would want someone to defend her. So what Steph did seemed pretty justified. A watched him as he seemed to zone off, his eyes getting more and more and more detatched.... Till he snapped back to it, looking at her again. "Um.... Dare." After his truth, she really didn't feel like talking anymore. She was still stuck on the image of Stephen beating a guy senseless.

Stephen didn't think of those as much, and he didn't expect to people to think "oh watch out guys, we got a badass over here" when they saw him walking down the hall. He noticed how much more quiet she got when she answered him, and he was coming to realize something. They were two totally different kinds of people, complete opposites almost, so then why did he have the urge to still sit here and stay with her? The white-hair boy frowned, pushing the thoughts away. Oh joy, what to think of? Both he and Eb had thought hard of it, even asking Piney (who came up with rather dirty ideas that probably wouldn't work well between the two of them at the moment). He honestly wasn't sure, the feelings between the two of them (and this topic period) were beyond bi-polar. Stephen finally sighed quietly, making his decision, a selfish one albeit. "Close your eyes and don't move." He told her.

He seemed... Stumped. Was the boy finally lost for words? No, he finally did speak, telling A to close her eyes and not move. Oh God I hope he doesn't put something in my hair... Was the only though she mustered, blinking her wide eyes one, twice, three times before closing them lightly, and clenching her jaw. "Please don't put anything in my hair." Aislinn whispered, keeping completely still. Actually, I hope it was nothing that Pine had said. cx

He actually had to laugh lightly at her worrying, now that her eyes were closed, he didn't have to hold back the small smile that grew on his face. Stephen quietly leaned forward and over her stuffed animal, bringing his hand up and pushing a few stray bangs out of her face, his fingers hardly grazing over the surface of her skin. In the back of his mind, there was that nagging voice; how would she react? Would she just sit by and let this happen? She was already on the edge of running away, surely this would push her to do that?
Stephen had leaned forward and brought his face close to hers, his hand now gently holding her up below her chin. His breathe was felt lightly as he hesitated. Finally, he shoved the thoughts away for good, giving in and having his lips meet hers. It was light, soft; wanting to see if she'd return the favor before pushing any harder, or do otherwise to avoid any sort of pain.

A spout of worry rushed through Aislinn as she felt his body move towards her. His fingers lightly brushed her face, and she sighed, letting out a breath she'd been holding in. It felt right for his fingers to be there, touching her face. But more overpowering... It made Aislinn scared. This... This guy just made her crazy, ya know? His fingers drifted down her face, cupping her chin lightly, in a grip she could easily break. Yet, she didn't because A had agreed not to move. She could feel his breath close to her face, she knew what was going to happen yet, she still didn't move. It was if a part of her wanted this. But the bigger part wanted to pee their pants. Suddenly, his lips brushed against hers, and Aislinn took in a deep breath through her nose. Almost like a gasp.
She didn't know what to do.
For a moment, she sat there, thinking... Reeling for any rational thought. And all she could come up with was to kiss him back. Gently, she put her hand on his chest, lightly digging her fingers in his shirt. Then, pulling him closer, she kissed him back, closing the extra distance between their mouths. But it wasn't enough. Aislinn used her other hand as a prop, getting on her knees and pushing herself against Stephen.
Wait a second. SHE HATED THIS GUY.
What the hell am I doing?! Aislinn thought to herself, quickly pulling away from Stephen. Had she just, just kissed him back? DID SHE JUST KISS HIM BACK? A better question.... Did she really actually like it.
AJ let out a little "Ohmigawd." Then flung herself to the other side of the bed. Oh. My. God. She grabbed her knees to her chest, her face flushed, and her golden eyes so wide that they looked ginormous. Her fingers absently brushed her lips, as if she still couldn't believe that his lips had been pressed against hers. Much less that she liked it.
Of course, she'd deny that till the day she died.

Quietly, he held back a sigh as he felt her fingers grip his shirt. As she pulled him forward, he pulled Aislinn back twords him. His fingers trailed back and held her gently behind her neck. Out of instinct, his other hand moved to the back of her thighs, helping sweep her up. He didn't bother to catch his breathe, nor even try to think twice about what they were doing, that is, until she pulled herself away from him. Easily he lost his grip and in a few moments time she was back up on the edge of the bed, looking completely horrified.
Well, damn. :D He actually did it. Even better yet, she actually kissed him back. Never you mind how she was feel right now, of course, but if she did than that must have meant there was something between the two of them, as little as it was. He didn't understand what, or why, but it was there. Stephen's cold gaze swept over her carefully, wondering if she'd let him come close to her again. Her eyes wide, she looked entirely confused with herself. He didn't move from his spot, but leaned forward, trying to catch her attention as she stared at practically nothing. "Aislinn?" he called gently, a mask on his face once again.

Oh dear God. He was talking to her now. Aislinn chewed on her lip nervously, her hair falling into her wide eyes, giving her a wild look. "I can't do this right now." Aislinn whispered, looking at him. Oh dear Gooooooood, she'd kissed him. She'd liked kissing him. Right now what she needed was time to think. "I just need to think." She said.

Stephen tossed his gaze across to the other side of the room, quietly nodding his head, as if showing her that he understood. Quietly, the man stood up and headed for the exit, not bothering to look back at her. He walked out into the hallway and closed the door behind him. Bi-polar topic has been bi-polar.

Aislinn laid her head down, and watched as Stephen walked away. Well damn. This was awkward...