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 Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:07 pm
Amber let out a exhausted breath nodding her head. It took her a moment to catch her breath, she wasn't much of the athletic type. She followed after Mike, heading back up the stairs. His steps were loud, while her own footsteps were like muted patters. When Amber met his dad, once again, she was interrogated. Wide-eyed, once more, Amber was speechless for a moment there.
"U-Uh... Nice to meet you?" She blinked really wondering why everyone was thinking she was selling something.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:39 pm
Dad frowned and turned back to the dinner table.
"Frivolous isn't she?" Dad muttered.
Mike shrugged and gestured Amber to sit.
"What are you best at?" Dad asked.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:43 pm
Timidly, Amber sat, most definitely nervous of what was to come.
"Er... Photography?" Amber answered her hands were balled up in her lap, clenched together trying to withstand her nervousness. Really, though, she was shaking slightly. Like a little child meeting strangers, Amber really wanted to hide behind mom or dad, but of course they weren't there for her.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:49 pm
"Photography? What a wishy-washy subject! What are you aspirations? You seem to have no passion at all," Dad continued you on.
"Dad...can you quit interrogating her. You're making her nervous," Mike pleaded, glancing at Amber.
"Hmph," Dad let out.
After that it was an awkward and silence dinner. As they all finished, Mike too the chance to whisk Amber with him to his room. He led her up the stairs and into the chaos of mess that was his room.
"Sorry about my parents. At least we can get away now," Mike said, opening his door, "Uh, sorry about the mess."
Clothes were strewn on the floor and some books in stacked in the corner. His laptop sat on a desk but was surrounded by an army of soft drink cups and plates of what looked like to be half-eaten snacks.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:56 pm
Inside herself, Amber let out a sigh of relief that Mike came to her rescue. Though she found it quite funny that all of the Changs have interrogated her.
Upon the revealing of his room, Amber's face split into a small smile.
"This is a room?" She questioned wondering where would be appropriate to step and/or sit. "Your parents aren't that bad... Though why did they both think I was selling something?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:19 pm
Mike brushed some things off the bed and gestured her to sit. He remained standing and faced her with a shrug.
"Well. I guess a lot of sales people come here and I let them in 'cause I feel bad if I don't listen, you know? They made the effort to come to your doorstep, so wouldn't it be polite to listen?" Mike tried to defend himself, "Okay, so I bought my mom this weird swifter thing once, but she uses it! And I may have gotten my dad this weird messager, but still! It's not much."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:28 pm
Amber stifled a small laugh carefully heading towards the bed where she sat down. Now fully in the room, Amber could smell just Mike. She took a small breath in allowing his scent to relax her, which, shockingly, really did relax her.
"Oh, so you're that type," she teased, yes, she teased. "Though that sounds a little dangerous to me..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:38 pm
Mike then sat down on his bed and laid back.
"What do you mean one of those huh?" Mike asked, his fingers curling around hers, "And you can tease? Are you sure you want to tease me?"
Mike sat up, his face close to hers.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:45 pm
Amber was startled for a moment as she herself realized her own words. It was true, she did just tease him. It only meant that she was getting use to him. For instance, the other Glee members who were not jocks or held a Cheerio status, Amber got along with them perfectly fine. In fact, she was actually pretty good friends with them all, excluding jocks and Cheerios again. Sure her fear was unusual, but in a way it made sense, but here she was now dating a jock. Completely unimagined in her perspective.
"... Oh, I dunno... The type who takes candy from strangers obviously," Amber continued her teasing, though she took a brief moment in between her sentences to keep herself from stammering. She was, ultimately, trying to remain calm and not shaking nervously.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:56 pm
"Oh really?" Mike made a face, then kissed Amber suddenly, "What if I give you candy. Will you take it?"
His hand around found its way around her waist, as his other hand wrapped around the back of her head to deepen his kiss. He kissed her in a demanding sort of way. He wanted Amber to be as comfortable as possible with him. Mike noticed how she treated him and any other 'popular' different. Frankly, he was jealous. He wanted Amber to be at ease with him as well.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:01 pm
Even though Amber had anticipated that he was going to kiss her any second, she was still, in fact, taken by slight surprise. She didn't know why, but every time they did kiss, it was like a new experience for her. As if she never did it before in her life. Well, technically, that was true for the most part. It sent shivers down her spine, yet warmed the depths of her immensely.
"... Maybe... Depending on where you got it from..." Amber whispered quietly, parting from him to answer the question.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:22 pm
Mike smiled and didn't ask her. He continued to kiss her, the heat growing hotter. He then decided to make a risk. He ventured his tongue into her mouth, but jump away upon hearing his mother come up the stairs.
"I have orange slices," Mom knocked on the door and set the oranges down, "Mike! I thought I told you to clean your room yesterday!"
Mom shook her head disapprovingly at Mike, then gestured at the oranges.
"Well, eat up Amber. Let me know if you need anything else."
Mom left, leaving Mike staring at his room.
"Maybe I should clean up..." Mike mumbled, then turned his attention back to Amber, "Hey, why don't you do some homework? I'm sure you got some."
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:39 pm
★ ғɑsт ғσʀωɑʀɗ ★Amber yawned as she entered school for lunch. For once she actually slept in for school. Well, first period was a spare so that was fine, but she completely missed second period too. She headed to her locker still sleepy, it had been a nearly sleepless night for her.
Jay headed down the halls, people were talking to each other rapidly to each other. It wasn't the normal speaking speed that he heard each day, it was quicker as though they were all eager to deliver one another some sort of important news. As he walked down the hall he caught a few words here and there, but wasn't too sure about what exactly they were all jabbering about, or if they were even jabbering about anything of importance at all.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 5:46 pm
Mike kissed Amber as she turned around from her locker.
"Hiya sleepy," he grinned, "Why so sleepy?"
Lynn was sitting in the principle office with Mr. Foreman beside her. She kept her face straight and unchanging.
"You know that you can be expelled and you fired?" Principle Figgins scolded, pointing to them both, "Jacob here tells me you are committing adult acts!"
"Principle Figgins, whatever Jacob has told you is probably a pigmentation of his mind. Miss Wilson is simply the best student in the school and I can rely on her to help with academic papers. By allowing her to help me, it increases her academic scores. Surely you want to keep McKinely High's status?" Mr. Foreman reasoned calmly, "Miss Wilson is simply my student. I see her as student. And as an educator, I must help nurture her abilities as a student. That is all."
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 5:56 pm
As she turned around from her locker she felt lips touch hers and a familiar scent wafted into her.
She had to admit, that was a nice way to start the day.
"Mmm... I just woke up..." Amber mumbled stifling a yawn.
Jay finally caught all of the words as one of his buddies rushed towards him telling the 'story of the day'. His jaw dropped as he ran off towards the office. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that Lynn and that teacher were like that and he couldn't believe where his feet were taking him. Soon enough he found himself at the office barging straight in, right into Mr. Figgin's office.
"I-I-I'm her boyfriend!" He yelled out suddenly in an exasperated voice. To be frank, he didn't quite know what exactly what he was doing nor did he know why. All he knew was that he just declared he was Lynn's boyfriend.
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