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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 1, 2010 20:39:07 GMT
So was Annie seriously going to have an impact on the decision of where he was going to live? That was just a frightening thought. No one should be able to influence him like. He should be able to live wherever he wanted, and not have to worry about living near a certain someone because he would miss them too much. Well, you know, miss annoying her, not really.. her. Or her smell. Or her face. Or her taste. Whatever, you know, this was dumb. It wasn't like there weren't other great things about this place that would make him want to stay, because there were. He was pretty sure that if Annie didn't exist or something, then he would probably be staying to live with his parents or something and not really give that much of a damn about coming back. Why was he thinking so hard about this, too? It didn't freaking matter where he lived, did it? As long as he wasn't miserable. He wouldn't be miserable here, he knew, and there were opportunities for many jobs in all of these shops. He could always smooch money off of his parents for an apartment. They'd be glad to get rid of him for good, or so it seemed. Anyway, he would just exchange the muggle money for wizarding currency. That wouldn't be too much trouble, and then he would be set. Hm, wow, he seemed to be planning out his future while he was standing there, and found that a little weird. That would work. He would still be nearby the castle, he would know several of the people around, and he was used to the surrounding. And there was Annie. She still had a year left at Hogwarts, so she probably wasn't going anywhere any time soon.
These thoughts made him feel like an adult, too, and not some lazy bum who wasn't going to have a life. He even looked better to the female variety this way, too. Cool, he wouldn't have to lose any of his chance to get with chicks just because he was leaving Hogwarts. It wasn't like he was going to lose his entire social life, now, "Sweet, I'd love to have that, so I can tune out your voice or something," he joked with a laugh. He wouldn't ever like that, because he liked hearing her talk... in a weird way. Like, if she stopped talking to him or something, that would suck, because he liked hearing her voice, and her laugh, and even her sarcasm. Even when she yelled at him, he liked it, as long as she wasn't too pissed off at him about something, "I usually more of a zoner-outer. Especially with teachers," he added, "Like, you know how you're being talked to by someone boring like one of them, or your parents or something, and you completely zone out," he continued, "I do that so much. Then I miss important things, like what time my detention is. Then I end up getting another day of detention added and blah blah blah. It gets pretty lame. My parents even grounded me once because I wasn't home when they told me to be. I started thinking about other things when they told me the time I was supposed to be home, or my curfew, whatever. They wouldn't let me watch TV or anything for a little while after that. It sucked," he babbled on, wondering if Annie even found anything he said remotely interesting. Why would she care what went on in his life? "Some people's voices are really boring, too, so it's easy to look like you're listening to their every word, though you aren't," he shrugged.
"I also had this friend back at home.. well, she wasn't really a friend, but she would talk to me on the phone for an hour straight about her problems and just go on and on. I seriously wouldn't be paying attention at all, but she kept going. Maybe it was because I would say 'uh-huh' every five minutes," he chuckled, his mind floating back to those memories. Her name was Cassie, and he had been able to avoid sleeping with her because he knew what she would be like afterward, but then she still managed to think she was his friend, "I couldn't tell if she was trying to make me jealous by explaining all of her boy problems or just no one else would put up with her but me, but it was all drama with her, which is why I tried to avoid her," she was one of the main reasons he thought love was stupid and made up, because girls like her could have a new 'love' every other week. It was always a different one, and they would always be older, like in their twenties. Nasty, since that would be illegal, "Maybe she just needed someone to talk to, so I guess I kept her partially sane or something," wow, he had just gone on about all of this stupid crap to Annie when she was probably treating him the way he treated that girl. Every time he thought about people he was annoyed with, though, he always felt like ranting about them. He actually loved to rant, but he didn't do it as often as he used to. Sometimes he would get heated, but not the sexual kind of heated, he'd just get all worked up and go for hours.
"Oh, yes, we wouldn't want you to damage them," he laughed. The thought of heated hate sex got him all excited again. It sounded like some good fun, "I mean, if I ended with scratches covering my body, along with some bite marks, who knows what could happen to that poor nest," he smirked. Oh, yeah, that heated him. He wouldn't mind being covered with bite marks by the end of their little session. Was that weird? Maybe a little, yeah. He could imagine Annie being capable of causing that sort of harm, too. Oh, and some bruises. Yeah, he'd be a bloody mess after it was all over. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at her. What could be so huge that he had missed? While he was away? Haha, that was a weird way to put it, he couldn't help but think. It had only been a week, so what could have happened? "Okay, let me guess.. don't tell me," he began, and it looked as if she was... happy.. or excited.. or something, about this news, so it had to be good, "You got a new.. pet? You won a bunch of money?" well, those were the only huge things he could think of, "Or.. I missed your birthday?" hadn't he heard that her birthday was in July? Crap, he probably had missed it! That was a shame.. but why should he care? I mean, it wasn't like he really cared all too much or something about missing her birthday, since it wasn't like she really cared if he cared or.. whatever. She'd have probably preferred that he wasn't around her on the day of her birthday. That was too bad. He kind of wanted to get her a present. Maybe something kinky, like a whip or handcuffs. Haha, only kidding, something tasteful. Wait, she was his fuck buddy, so he should get her something kinky. Tasteful just sounded straight up boring. He paused, giving her a small smile. Well, that was actually an unexpected comment, coming from her. He wasn't all that bad? Really? "Well, you must not know me that well, then, because I am as bad as everyone thinks," he laughed, only half joking. Did he want to change? Maybe. Could he change, even if it was a little. Like, maybe only one lay a month? Not always being a complete ass? Nah, he really couldn't see that happening.
Trevor grinned, glad that she was playing along, which made it all the more fun, "A hot guy.. with blond hair.. and sexy slippers?" he asked, as if clarifying, "Hm, I'm pretty sure I've seen him around before, too," he chuckled. Had she just called him hot? Oh, that was nice, he liked that compliment. They did look hot, parading around in their pajamas like this. He wasn't even planning on wearing his pajamas because it was funny, today, but because he was too lazy to dress. Usually he did it because it was funny and it attracted attention, especially now with these visually loud slippers. He had to admit, though, that perhaps she looked hotter than himself, even. His grin remained intact, nodding as she spoke, "Yeah, it is. Might be even better than mine.. but, like, I wouldn't use it because it smells like something a girl would normally wear or something," he blabbed, shrugging innocently. He couldn't help but laugh at this, since it was always funny to mess around, "Damn, I thought I was doing well," he began, "Oh, yeah, sorry, couldn't help myself. Must have forgotten to close it that last time I stole a pair," he smirked. Oh, yeah, he would. Then he'd keep it for, like, ever! Sneaking into her house through her bathroom window actually sounded appealing. He really needed to try that out sometimes, and not just kid about it all of the time. Then, she'd really be shocked! He snorted in laughter. In his mansion, where the wild things were? That was kind of hot, somehow, "Yeah, sorry, I haven't gotten my mansion yet, actually. I'm starting to save up now, though, so give me, like, twenty years or something," he laughed.
"So technically my shoes attacked you first, then?" he joked, "Well, I guess that's getting even, then," he laughed. He was laughing a lot today, ever since he had met up with Annie again. Strange.. maybe he was laughing too much, just it was so easy with her. They couldn't stop joking with each other. He actually liked their constant jokes. He hadn't had this much fun having a conversation with someone in a really long while. His sarcasm was even coming through, probably because of her, which he wasn't afraid to admit. Well, to himself, but not out loud. He liked to keep many things to himself that he thought would humiliate him, such as almost all the thoughts he had been having today, "Well that's a shame it didn't heat you, then, but I suppose I made up for that lack of heating," he replied, joking that he was heating her. Hell, maybe he was. She was heating him. That would be hot, though. He hadn't known where that question had come from. It was completely random. So a penguin was her favorite animal and a 'sheep or something' was her favorite farm animal? Well, he was getting to know more about her. He actually sort of wanted to do that, "Oh, no reason," he answered slowly, "But for farm animal it would probably be a.. cow," he laughed, "And for just an animal in general, probably a shark, just because I talk about them so much, and they're fierce like.. Rihanna," he told her. He still felt being weird about being watched. Maybe no one was watching, though. Was it weird that he was disappointed when she pulled away? He shouldn't have been, it wasn't normal for him. He shouldn't have cared at all or something. He took his own arms from around her, though they remained close to each other. Was she getting creeped out? Well, she had started it, so it was her fault if she hadn't liked it, right? Though it sucked, since the feeling wasn't mutual. Wait, that guy over there, on the other end of the aisle, had he been looking? Buy stuff and go somewhere? Ooo, exciting, "So.. go somewhere.. together?" he asked, not being able to help him self from wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. He could have sworn that guy was staring at them, but every time he looked, he would turn away. Oh, that was it, "Hey! Yeah, you," he said, pointing at the random dude, "Move along, nothing to see here. Or, you can take a picture. It lasts longer." Yeah, like that phrase wasn't overused... note the sarcasm there.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 1, 2010 23:19:58 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - - annie hoped that he wouldn't go away for too long. god, that was mad. why was she so...dependant on his company? the truth was that annie didn't have many people around that she was close with, or at least trusted a little bit. she had jayson and izabella, but she was sure that they were going back home for the summer, like all those normal people who's parents didn't disappear on holiday at last minute, completely forgetting her birthday. why did her parents do that? it didn't exactly help with her own confidence. annie had a problems with being rejected. where that thing came from, she didn't know. annie liked who she was and that helped her fantastical confidence that she had. but she hated being rejected, and she kind of felt rejected when her parents skipped out on her birthday, and that annoyed her a bit. but she was ignoring that whole thing. she wasn't going to let it get her down, especially now seeing as she had trevor to keep her company. until he headed out to america that was. that was kind of a drag, and she didn't want him to go, but of course she wasn't admitting that to herself or to him, because it would mean admitting that she kind of enjoyed his company, even if they spent the whole time arguing with each other. even that was fun. it was kind of part of the draw for her. she liked the arguing, it was all jokey and he could keep up with the insults for as long as she could keep churning them out. that was good fun, she liked that. was it bad that she wanted him near her? was it bad that if push came to shove she'd even offer him her couch to sleep on if it meant he would stay. even more than that, heck, he could sleep in her bed with her if he wanted. that was a big leap. see, she really wanted him to stay. but why? she couldn't understand it, but it probably had something to do with the fact that the week that she'd gone without him, it kind of had been hell. she hated that. she couldn't understand why, it made no sense to her.
she'd not even missed chris' company like she had missed trevor's. that was the killer thing. she hated it. hated the fact that he'd made her so dependant on his presence in her life, and that bugged her. she told herself that she'd never do that. wait. of course she wasn't dependant on his company? she just enjoyed it, that was all. it wasn't like she felt anything other than hate for him. of course not. "sorry what did you say? i think i toned you out my, er, mistake.."
[/color] annie joked, grinning at him. she wouldn't ever tune him out. that was a kind of scary thought. why? because she liked his voice. it was cute. especially in the morning when sleep was still invading it, and then he sounded hot too. cute mixed with hot. annie nodded. she always zoned out. teachers tended to hate her for it. she'd been in many detentions because of it too, that was bad, but she'd just tune out for the detention, like she had for the one where she'd worn her glasses in class, zoned out the warning that she had to take them off, and then picked up the words 'detention, tonight'. that was bad. but she'd only been able to think about...nevermind. "Yeah i know what you mean, i did it when i wore these glasses in class last week. i'd missed the teacher's warning, and so ended up with detention because i didn't take them off."[/color] annie said with a laugh, actually listening to what he said. she always missed important things. the best ws that when her mom told her to do something, and then she'd said, 'yeah, sure i'll do it now', as some sort of automatic response, and then she'd totally not listened to what she had to do. that was lolworthy. when he mentioned a girl friend back home, she kind of felt, wait, what was that? it was like she didn't like the idea of him with any other girl. that was weird. she'd not felt that before. she knew he'd been with loads of girls. it was kind of what made him who he was. in fact, she'd met a few people that he'd slept with, so why was she so, annoyed? had he slept with anyone since she'd slept with him? he probably had. he'd probably slept with loads of people. of course he had. why did she think that he wouldn't have in that week gone by? was it because in that past week she'd not been with anyone? or was it because in that week she'd not been able to even consider sleeping with anyone else. how bad was that? it was like if she had sex with anyone else she'd be erasing him from her life, and she couldn't cope with that. that was bad. this was bad. but it was so good at the same time. damn him and his effect on her life. "so cassie, was she included in the group of people you were with back home? i mean, she sounds kind of needy to me. and desperate if she's using loads of boy stories and moaning and crap to try and make you feel jealous. and even more than that, she's probably got a lame life if she makes out it's so dramatic. sure, we all go through crap but it's not like our life really is a play or something. why don't people try and unload their problems onto people who really care anyway?"[/color] annie asked, hiding her slight discomfort at the idea of cassie really well. "well that sure was nice of you. in the future, i'm going to have to call you up and stuff, and moan down the phone to you about the five guys that screwed me over. and yeah, you can keep me sane too, which would be odd considering it's you"[/color] annie joked, knowing that she probably wouldn't do that. it would kill her to admit even more of her relationship problems to him. he'd had enough crap by the sound of it, and she tended to bottle it up more if she could. "yeah, i mean, i wouldn't want their death on my conscious when we're going at it all hot and heavy and crap. that would totally ruin the mood"[/color] annie said with a laugh. why did saying it like that sound hot? she wanted it more now. that was bad. not tonight. tomorrow maybe, but she was not having sex with him today, because she wasn't going to give him the idea that she'd sleep with him just because he apologised. that was kind of sucky. no, she would make him work more. even if she did want to sleep with him now that he'd apologised. that was bad. bite marks? would that happen? like proper bite marks? would there be bruises? would it hurt? if he did hurt her, she'd just like, punch him until he couldn't move. but yeah, would she end up looking like she had gotten herself into some crappy abusive relationship. not that she'd ever do that because if anyone ever tried to hurt her, sure as hell she'd kill them before they could even make her 'ow'. "so uh, would it, like, hurt majorly? because, well, like bruises don't go well with my hair"[/color] annie joked, smirking. she was trying to ask an awkward question without it making it awkward. that was great. that would work. not. that was more sarcasm by the way. yeah. great. she kind of wouldn't mind some like, lovebites and stuff, she was just kind of weary of pain. sure she could probably take it, but her instant reaction could be bad. anyway, she was getting off this topic for now. kind of. "okay guess. but hurry up because i'm excited. if you didn't guess"[/color] annie joked, trying not to practically jump around. ahh hell to it. annie laughed at his suggestions. a jokey laugh. she couldn't help but actually bounce around a little with a grin on her face. "okay. no you didn't miss my birthday. why would i be happy about that? and i'm just going to tell you, because you'll never guess"[/color] annie said with a grin, stopping jumping now. she faced him meeting his eyes, with a grin on her face. "i'm really and honestly and truely and completely over chris. done. over. and my birthday's the third. you're lucky"[/color] she added on with a wink. she wondered how he'd take this news because he didn't seem to like chris. why was she playing along? well it was kind of odd and fun to joke about it, and it amused her because she was amused by random odd things. like this. "exactly. blonde, nice eyes. sexy slippers"[/color] annie said with a grin. that was lolworthy. did she just call him hot? yes, she did. well he was hot. he knew that anyway, that wasn't such a big thing for her to admit at least. yeah. he even managed to look hot in those pyjamas. that was odd. why? well, because he managed to make most clothes look hot. what? no. she didn't just think that. of course not. yeah. they did look hot together in their pyjamas like that. they could totally organise going out shopping in their pyjamas again. maybe they could buy pancake stuff on that trip out and then he could cook her pancakes again, and then they could...no. she was not planning that. that was odd. stop right there. there. yeah. even if it did sound like an attractive plan. that was bad. but hot. but bad. "yeah that's because i have good taste. in slippers and shampoo and stuff."[/color] annie clarified, before he started to think that she had good taste in men. even if she did. well, kind of. she'd fallen for chris and el though, that hadn't been good. but they had felt different to trevor. probably because she didn't like trevor like that. yeah, that was the reason. what was she saying? "if you steal anymore, i will be walking around without them on, because i've only got a few pairs that are both hot and comfortable"[/color] annie joked. she shouldn't have said that. it would probably heat him. this whole thing was kind of heating her though. was it bad that she really wouldn't mind it too much if he snuck in through the bathroom window? she could be there in nice under....no. not at all. that wasn't going to happen. it was like some kind of bad porn film. ew. she'd do her best when they did do it so that it wasn't cheesy and porn-tastic. it would be hot and original and it would...not happen again. maybe. kind of. well she wouldn't really mind being his fuck buddy. that was it, she could do that. no strings sex that would be hot and good, and they would just use protection to make sure. yeah. that sounded like a plan. annie laughed as he snorted. was it possible that even that was cute? no. "damn boy you better start saving or i'll be buying my own one"[/color] annie joked, knowing she'd never be able to afford that. ever. "yeah, they abused me. it was all self defence! hey! i won't go to jail!"[/color] annie joked laughing again. she brandished her elbow toward him, showing him the ncie little scrape that was red, and had been caused by his shoes. "i think they felt rejected when you left without them. kind of weren't the only ones"[/color] annie murmered the last bit. she hoped he didn't catch that, or at least that he would notice by the look on her face that she didn't want him to acknowledge that to her. but then he probably would. just to annoy her. he probably would. great. annie saw her hate of rejection as one of her weaknesses and she hated having her weaknesses thrown in her face. that was bad. she hoped he wouldn't do that. she was sharing too much of herself with him, it was getting kind of scary. "yeah, you sure did. i mean, like, kind of. yeah."[/color] annie answered, not really knowing how she could answer that without answering that. if she said that he did make up for that then it would heat him even more, and that would be bad. why? she had no idea. yeah, whatever. she was moving on from that thought. he also made up for the almost seventeen years lacking in sex. not that she was about to tell him that. it was fantastic though. not that she'd admit that to him either. yeah. that was a random question. weirdo. but it was nice when it was random like that. "ahh sharks. i want to go swimming with sharks"[/color] she said with a grin. she wanted to do something exciting like that. when he mentioned rhianna being fierce, she laughed. "like me?"[/color] she asked, laughing again. this was actually quite enjoyable. "no, i'm keeping your evil shoes and you can't come back to my apartment with me"[/color] annie said sarcastically, rolling her eyes and moving away. she had all that she wanted didn't she? toothpaste, that was it. yeah. she'd kind of forgot what else she came in for. "come on, i can't be here all day, i have...things...to do. and stuff."[/color] she said with a frown, before laughing again. she stopped herself from practically skipping toward the till, after picking up her new toothpaste of course. she joined the line and smiled back at him as she waited. she paid quickly and waited for him, making faces as he got served. that was lolworthy. [/justify][/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED trevor schumacher!STATUS done!LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!NOTE okay, now this is the longest post ever haha (: I don't feel worthy still. I hope it's good enough because your post was. well. i can't even find the words. yeah, because. wow. and thank you xD -bows back to sam- i guess we'll have to be joint goddesses of awesome because that post was vicious. now i'm using his words. i had a cherry lollipop today, that was nice. i was craving it. yeah. and what was i going to say? i can't remember, but i bet it was something like TEAM TREVOR♥!COUNT 2343!WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044 ]right here[/url] ![/color] CREDIT emma!?
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 4, 2010 21:26:03 GMT
Ew, he definitely felt like he was getting old or.. something. Usually he would never have to care about where he went for the summer. He would usually go home and that was it. Now he had to think about getting his own place, and an actual job, and his future and stuff. Ew, his future. Why wasn't he just taking it one day at a time, instead of thinking so far ahead? Yeah, he needed to stop that. He'd do what he needed to do when the time came, no point in thinking about that now. He would have it all figured out, it didn't seem too hard, he would just procrastinate on everything, like he usually did. Right now he just needed to focus his attention on Annie and her delicious face. Because, even though he told himself he would most likely be staying here, just to annoy her, he still wanted to enjoy every moment he spent with her. That sounded really clingy, didn't it? Obsessive or something nasty like that. He didn't like being obsessed to things. Especially when they happened to be female things. Megan Fox was an exception, because he would never actually meet her, but Annie seemed to actually live in the same area he did, currently, and that fueled his obsession, because he was able to stalk her if he so wished to. Maybe she was like a favorite song. He may have a liking for her now, and put her on 'repeat' so to speak, but sooner or later the tune would get old and he'd find another one to replace it.
Trevor didn't think the knowledge of him actually ending his seventh year at Hogwarts had quite sunk in yet. That meant he was getting old, he would probably get gray hairs soon. Shouldn't he be freaking out? He had no idea what the hell he was going to do with himself. His parents would probably think of him as a huge disappointment or something depressing like that. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at her joke. He should have seen that one coming, "I'm pretty sure it's impossible for you to tune me out.. or really anyone to tune me out, for that matter," he responded honestly, "I'm just so fascinating, yet so annoying, that people still find the need to listen to my every word. I mean, I could be talking about tacos and randomly shout the word possum. They wouldn't want to miss something like that," he added. He was pretty sure he had actually done that before. The whole possum thing. Well, at least she didn't seem like she wasn't paying attention to his constant babble. It even seemed like she understood what he was talking about. Good, another thing they had in common. Why was that good? It wasn't, he should hate her even more for thinking things he thought of, or doing things he did, or wearing things he would wear, "Ha, I've managed to do that with those exact same glasses. Do they seriously expect us to wear those dumb uniforms all the time? I needed to add some color!" he laughed. And he wanted to be different, to stand out, to be the center of attention.. you get the point. Of course he wanted to cause a laugh, too, which he had managed.
He was relatively surprised that her attention had stuck with him that entire time he was ranting about Cassie. Maybe he really was right about no one ever being able to tune him out or ignore him, as much as they wanted to, and as hard as they tried. He was just too interesting sometimes. Trev couldn't help but raise an eyebrow ever so slightly, though, because he hadn't been expecting that reaction. Maybe a nod to acknowledge that he'd just said something, or an 'oh, that must be annoying', but not an entire block of sentences, "It was weird, because she used to be completely lesbian when she was, like.. fourteen.. that's why I became her friend, because she was just like my guy friends. Then she turned into this preppy weirdo, who was suddenly into guys, and who whined about her life," he replied with a shrug. Because somehow a fourteen year old had already decided she was a lesbian, and set for life? Huh, "I always just went along with it because I thought it was some phase she was going through, but she never really changed back," he went on, "But she is needy. She can't go five seconds without needing some dude to 'love' or whatever. It's nasty, and those are the main sorts of people that annoy the crap out of me," he hadn't really told anyone about this Cassie character, mostly because he enjoyed keeping his muggle life and wizarding life separate, "But I knew she wanted me, like every other girl," he added cockily, "It would always be about her, too. I can't deal with that. I need things to be about me. I feel bad for anyone who actually did dater her. I can't imagine how they feel, if me, just as a friend, is this annoyed," he concluded. Five guys? That was too many, even if it was over a span of twenty years. Wait, why would he care? The thought of her actually calling him up and complaining about other guys was appealing yet angering. Why did the thought of her with another guy make him feel all weird? It shouldn't. Why did the fact that she would be complaining about them, make him all happy inside, figuring that she would never actually get along with a guy or something? Why did he feel all jumpy and think she had said 'screwed me' instead of 'screwed me over'? And why did that make him mad, too? As long as he hid this all within, it would be all good. He was thinking too hard again and confusing himself, "Well, at least you know how to use a phone, which is pretty cool," he chuckled, "Well, neither of us are sane to begin with.. so.. I don't know how that would work," he laughed.
Oh, that really made him want to go back to her apartment right that very instant and go at it like beasts. Hot and heavy? Oh yes, a favorite saying of his, that he loved to hear and use. It coming from Annie's mouth only made it hotter, "Yeah, and their dead bodies would probably have fallen out of my hair if we were getting super intense. I wouldn't want to squish them further or anything," how weird was it that that entire idea was brought up just because she said his hair looked like something a bird would nest in? Sheesh, they could really go on about the weirdest topics! That's what made her extra awesome, though, since he was pretty sure he wouldn't have been able to do that with any other normal person. Because Annie was definitely not normal. He had to admit, that was an interesting question.. and a bit weird. Maybe she didn't like pain or something? Or was she being serious about the hair thing? Well, as hot as the thought was, he knew he would never be able to be too rough with her, only because she looked so gentle and breakable and little and- ew, there he went again, talking about how she was so fragile looking. Freaky. He'd probably hate himself if he actually did damage her visibly, since he'd know the wounds would cause her pain, and he'd see them and know they were his fault. He'd let her bite him, if she wanted, but he probably would stop himself before he damaged her. Weird, why was he thinking about this? "Fine, I'll try not to injure you.. but you're skin is so pale that it does need a bit of color. You need a tan or something," he joked. Of course, he wasn't serious, he liked her skin the way it was, even though, at times, it may seem white and pasty, like some creepy vampire. Haha, no, like vanilla ice cream. That he would lick.. all over.. up and down.. all around.. Oh yeah.
What made her so excited about this? It had to be good, then, "Well, maybe you liked the fact that you could enjoy my birthday without me being there to annoy you," he responded simply. Yes, she would be able to enjoy her birthday with her friends without him bothering her or something. It was disappointing, though, that she was just going to tell him without more guesses. He loved playing the guessing game. Was she serious? Completely? All the way? It was done, over? Why did that make him so happy inside, like.. like.. he didn't even know! Maybe it was because he hated Chris with a passion. Yeah, that was probably it. That guy was a dick head. He never deserved Annie, and the fact that he beat Chris at sleeping with Annie practically made him want to throw a party. It was almost like some sick, twisted competition. Which he had won.. even though Annie had already broken up with that Weasley before it had happened.. Yeah, it would have been hotter if she was still going out with Chris and he had slept with her. Then it would have been all scandalous and juicy and dramatic and- oh, great, was he becoming a drama addict, too? Wait, wasn't he already? "Well it's about time. Do we need to plan a party or something for this event? Or maybe we could combine that party with your birthday and it would be one huge party," he chuckled. Lucky? Oh, that heated him, "Ooo, that's nice.. but, wait, when is that? What's today?" he could be so pathetic sometimes, especially when he didn't know what day of the month it was, "Sexy slippers? I'd have to agree," he answered, wiggling his toes. Oh, this was fun. He was enjoying this a lot, "Mmm, he does have nice eyes. I stared into them once. They were pretty," he joked. Of course, he did like his own eyes, and would examine them in the mirror from time to time, "We are definitely talking about the same guy," he concluded, "But if you're interested in him, you better watch out, because you'll have competition," he added with a smirk, "The competition being, well, me.. because even I would do him," yeah, because that was the way he rolled. Why couldn't they just be having this conversation at her apartment so they could jump each other without the fear of being stared at or kicked out? Immediately he had to think she was talking about having good taste in men. That was the first thing that popped into his head when she uttered that simple sentence. Might as well play it out, right, "Yes, and in.. male.. companions," that came out weird. What was he trying to say? He couldn't even remember.
Why did she have to say that? Didn't she know how much that pained him, just to tease him like that? He was a man, and had several sexual desires.. and his had Annie starring in all of them, for some reason. He was about to choke on his own saliva because he couldn't swallow, he was having such amazing mental images. It was even better, since they'd already had sex once before, so he could just use many of the memories from that amazing night. He coughed in an attempt to clear his blocked throat, then took a deep breath. He needed to chill out before he had another problem to deal with. Annie always seemed to be the cause of those certain problems, lately, "Well that doesn't sound too bad. Just means there's less to take off," he managed to smirk, trying to act like that didn't make him all heated, and failing epically. What if he broke into her bathroom window while she was using the bathroom? Oh, that would be interesting. Or, if she was taking a shower. Was the window right above the bath? He couldn't remember, but what if he fell out of the window and on top of her while she was taking a bath? Holy crap, he needed to stop thinking right now before he had a massive breakdown right in the middle of this store. That would be embarrassing, "Well, you should chip in, since you will be living there too. Might as well help pay for it, you know," he joked with a grin.
He was about to inform her that she couldn't prove it was in self defense, until she showed him her scrape. Did his shoes do that, for real? "Holy crap, are you okay? Does it hurt still? You need a band aid? How did it happen? Did my shoes really attack you?" he began firing off questions left and right, and he actually sounded worried because of a small scrape on her! What was his problem? He was getting way too messed up, "Um, I mean, yeah.. that's nice.. you should.. stop battling sharks," he added quickly, trying to brush off his mini, overprotective freak out. Crap, he was really losing it! Wait, had she really added that little bit on the end there, or was he hearing things? Was he really that paranoid? No.. he could have sworn she had said that his shoes weren't the only ones that felt.. rejected. That brought flashbacks from the morning after their hot and heavy encounter, and he could clearly remember what he had said to her, and all those things he didn't mean, and having been a complete ass. She had been epic, yet he had treated her like crap. My god, there was that big wave of guilt again. He absolutely hated that feeling, and he had been feeling it a lot lately, more so than ever before. He was.. broken, or something. He just needed to walk it off, act like she didn't say anything, and it didn't affect him. He placed a smirk easily back on at her next words, "Well, it's good you're starting to become more honest to your true feelings," he laughed. Of course, that only made him even cockier, knowing that she openly admitted to being heated by him. That was hot, "Well maybe if you didn't attack the sharks all the time, they'd let you swim with them," he joked, still going on about the whole 'battling sharks' thing, "Are you Rihanna?" he asked, raising a brow, but still in a joking tone. Of course Annie was fierce, but maybe he wasn't going to admit that to her just yet. Because he was just difficult like that. Thank god that was sarcasm, or he would have cried. First the shoes, then not being able to return to her apartment? Well, not like he cared about the second one, you know, because he didn't really need to ever go back to her apartment or anything.. but still, "Yeah, me neither.. I have.. people to do.. and stuff," he mocked, giving her a wink before grabbing his toothpaste and following her toward the counter. As he made his way toward the line, he stopped short when he noticed something useful out of the corner of his eye. Ooo, condoms, yes, these would come in handy. You could never have too many. Trojan? Why yes, that would do. He grabbed a couple before making his way to the counter after Annie with a rather smug expression. Oh yeah, the cashier could totally tell what he was planning on doing with Annie. Anyone could, really. If she didn't let him sleep with her tonight, he'd probably go insane. This time, though, he couldn't mess it up. He turned to glance at Annie as he paid for his toothpaste and important items, and raised a brow. She was so weird sometimes, but it was awesome, and he had to hold in his laughter. He walked to where Annie was waiting for him, "So, what other things were you planning on doing, today? Besides me, of course."
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[/color] herez! CREDIT SAM !? EXCEPT FOR the lyrics thing cuz i didn't make that. didn't feel like making it lol so that's not mine it's someone elses. just to clarify. don't wanna take credit for that beast. LYRICS never too late - three days grace NOTES it's amazing how long these can get xD. i seriously tried to make it shorter but got carried away again. now i want a cherry lollipop! way to go, lol. i'm team anniez all the way because she's a bamf. you remember what bamf means, right? ahaha. and i'm gonna not read over it again lol. [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 5, 2010 8:00:14 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - - annie wondered if he did move into her area, would he totally take up stalking her as his hobby? that would be hot, she'd never had a stalker before. as long as he didn't get super creepy at least, and like, start leaving her rabbit heads in random places. that would be creepy and then she'd have to report him to the magical version of the police. did they have police really? she knew it was the ministry and all that, but there were too many departments and she didn't know what half of them did, so did they deal with petty crime like stalkers. it wasn't like she could call the muggle police and get them to come to hogsmeade. that would be odd, they couldn't do that. she'd probably get expelled or some crap for that. and she didn't want to get expelled because if she did she didn't think she'd still be allowed in hogsmeade and then she'd never be able to see trevor again and that would suck. wait. what? no. anyway. "you're loud voice is hard to tune out. especially when it's sounding like a high pitched girly scream"
[/color] annie remembered with a laugh, as the events of their first encounter flooded back into her mind. that meeting had been interesting to say the least. annie wondered if he'd actually done that before. he probably had knowing him. when he mentioned the glasses and that he did the same thing, annie couldn't help but laugh as they had something else in common. "tell me about it, i mean they are so boring! the best thing about them are the ties because they're the only colour really"[/color] annie said with a sigh, and as someone who lives for colour it wasn't easy for her. she loved colour and interest and life, and limiting them to those colour deprived uniforms was beyond mean. annie had been interested in cassie, but why? the reason of course was that she had gotten slighly jealous of her when trevor had mentioned her. yeah, sure, she knew he'd been with loads of other girls, but he never mentioned them by name. so why was she so special for him to remember her name? why did she even care? it wasn't like he was hers. he didn't belong to her and it was the same for the other way around, she wasn't his either. sure, they'd joke about it and all that crap, and he'd even gone on to quickly plan their wedding. that had been fun. wait, what was she thinking? yes, cassie. "who the hell decides that when they're fourteen? hell, i'm all for experimenting and stuff, and if i said i wasn't i'd be a hypocrite, but not at fourteen. that's creepy. you don't suddenly switch back, your like it for, like, life. it's what attracts you, what heats you, and what gets you going. she clearly lied for attention about that"[/color] annie said with a sigh. she'd said she was one before, but she'd had a purpose for it. she didn't want him to hit on her in the bathroom and figured that he wouldn't bother if he thought he wasn't her gender preference. she was glad that he was. wow. what? then he went on to talk about her wanting him and that annoyed annie, even though she didn't understand why. but then, the annoyance and jealousy kind of went away because he'd said that he didn't do her, and that he felt sorry for people who had, right? yes. why did she care? of course she didn't. she must have imagined all that crap then. yeah, it was her over-active imagination. duh. of course she wasn't jealous. besides, it had been her that had been with trevor, and not this cassie girl. if anyone should be jealous, it should have been cassie of annie. yeah. why was she thinking this through. "yeah, if you had done her she'd probably have stalked you everywhere"[/color] annie said, hoping that she'd got it right that he hadn't slept with her, and throwing that comment in to check. "yeah, i'm thinking of getting a muggle mobile for when i'm at home, but at the moment there's hardly any point because i'm thinking i'll stick around here for the summer"[/color] annie said with a shrug. better here in her apartment and close to...honeydukes....than at home in an empty house. at least she could legally apparate in three days time, as she'd be legally seventeen. annie could handle pain. lets get that straight. being a beater and all, she was well conditioned to take a few blows and still manage to hold onto her broom, because she could get knocked off it and fall for ages, and if no one noticed and cast a spell to cushion her fall, she could die or something, and that would be bad. annie had bruises. she'd even broken her arm a grand total of three times when the beater had caused her some damage or other. one match, she'd been swinging her beater bat, but was distracted by the seeker, as it looked like they were going to catch the snitch, and BAM, her arm smashed. she should have paid attention, it was like the main rule of quidditch and being a beater. always keep your eye on the bludgers. annie had then broken her arm as the bludger had knocked her broom end, and she'd fallen off the broom. she'd been flying low for some reason, close to the ground, and had landed awkwardly on her arm. and the third time was when the bludger had hit straight into her arm. but she had been playing for years so it wasn't like it was bad, three, she knew that there were worse injuries, and with some painful skelle grow, she was sorted. see, she could take pain. but she just wanted to know what to expect a little. he could bite her if he wanted, or scratch her or whatever the hell else happened when it was hate sex. she'd imagined it would be that kind of thing anyway, and biting would be hot. and love bites. they were hot. he could so do that if he wanted. although it would raise questions but she didn't care, she'd ignore them. the fact that they'd gotten onto this topic from one insult about his hair amazed her, as they could talk about the randomest things. "it's not that pain i'm worried about really, or marks, i just want to know if it'll, uh, hurtlikethefirsttime"[/color] annie finished quickly, in a low hushed tone. it was bad, talking about this in public, and it did bring a slight pink tinge to her cheeks. She was even more embarrassed about asking him about it, but if she couldn‘t ask him right now, after what they‘d done, who could she ask? It wasn‘t like she could send an owl to her parents in Egypt and ask them. It would take years to get back too. "and i'll have you know that there is no chance i'm getting a tan in scotland, and fake tan looks so fake that it's awful"[/color] annie said, pulling a face. she hated those orange girls, they looked like oompa loompas. at least she and trevor looked normal. "well the other option is to be on my own, and that is not only sad but it's suckish. i'd chose you"[/color] annie said with a shrug. better some company than none, eh? and she was sure he'd make her laugh and stuff anyway, because he was good at that, as much as she disliked the idea of him having a similar sense of humour to hers. annie had been so happy when she'd worked out that she was over chris that she literally had danced in the common room. that was practically jayson's fault, who'd pulled her up and danced too, so she had to because it looked so much fun. but yes, it was over. she didn't have to hurt anymore over chris, and so it was great news. "i was thinking more like a quiet get together. today. now. here."[/color] annie joked, smirking. she didn't want a big 'i'm over chris' party, but she wouldn't mind trevor's company today, just because she'd....not had it....the past week. yeah, not had it. not any word beginning with m, because that word may as well have not been invented because she certainly had not done that. it's the first today. happy first of the month"[/color] annie said with a grin, remembering that in three days time, she'd be legally allowed to do magic. and even sadder than that, knowing that one week ago today, they were having sex, so it was the first. yeah, she knew it was bad, but it was her virginity. "me too, i mean whoever owned those in the first place had great taste."[/color] annie joked with another laugh. she'd picked them out, kind of, anyway, as she'd pointed them out, and then they'd been bought for her, so clearly they were her testimony to the great taste that she had. and the glasses were of course. "yeah, i think we are. and i know, there's a lot of competition. that heatable girl for instance, but hey, i'm pretty special. i'd do both of them. together if that was what it took"[/color] annie made up, winging it. she wasn't into that stuff, but she knew the thought would heat him. male companions? what was he to her? oh yeah, a male companion. a guy friend who she happened to have had sex with. and wanted to have sex with again. a friend? really? enemy maybe. no, fuck buddies sounded too good, and enemies with benefits was too long. he could be her buddy. "indeed, in male...companions too."[/color] annie said with another smirk. annie raised an eyebrow as he coughed. was he okay? did it matter? why did she care? that was weird. he was probably trying to disguise some sort of man cry because she'd given him that mental image to choke on. yeah, that was it. it kind of heated her to know he was thinking of that. yeah. it did. she sucked in a quick breath at his words. now that was hot. "yeah it'll come in handy you know, when i'm changing for bed or getting in the bath or..."[/color] annie let that sentence trail off, knowing that he was probably thinking of that 'or' right now. he sounded heated, and her voice faltered slightly too, because the thought had kind of heated her. she'd wanted him. obviously. "yeah, although you'd love my company there i bet"[/color] annie joked, imagining living with him for a second. she wouldn't be able to escape him if he was being a right pain, but the thought honestly didn't scare her as much as it should have. when she showed him her scars from the fierce battle with his shoes and crap, he started to freak out. that was kind of worrying, what was wrong with him? "dude, i'm a beater, remember? i'm tough skinned. it doesn't hurt anymore, but it stung like a bitch when i first caught it. i had to stick some of that crappy disinfectant stuff on it like your meant too, and it added to the stinging. it froze me."[/color] annie said with a shrug, kind of touched that he seemed so worried about her. that was sweet. what? no way! no way. "hey, it's my new day job, what can i say?"[/color] she said, her tone serious. any passer by who didn't know annie would actually think she was being serious, but trevor should have been able to work out she was joking. thankfully he skipped out on her rejection comment, as she'd only meant to think that. she had felt rejected, and that had hurt. "well, what can i say? i'm just an easily heatable person recently"[/color] she said with a smirk. she was easily heated. by him. not that she was going to be that specific. she laughed at the shark attacking thing. "but it's so dangerous and exciting that i just can't help it."[/color] annie played along, fake whining. it would be exciting though. and dangerous of course! "oh no! you've found out my secret!"[/color] annie joked, opening her eyes wide and faking shock. "nope, i think i'm just more fierce than her"[/color] annie said with a shrug, after she'd shaken off the joke. when he said that he had people to do, her heart jumped again and she wanted to ask who and when. it wasn't any of her business though so she shut her mouth and bit her lip instead. he was probably joking. was he joking? but then she spotted the little box going through the till and she thought for a moment that he wasn't joking, and that he did have people to do. it took a moment to sink in, but the looks from the cashier, that she knew by the way, let her know that the 'people' he wanted to do was probably her. hence the protection. that was good. she'd needed to get some but wasn't about to do it unless it gave him ideas. even though he probably already had them considering that he was buying condoms. trust him though to do it in the store that she knew the guy from. not that it was any of the old guy's business but whatever. at least they were being safe. "i wasn't actually planning on anything, doing you or otherwise, but i don't plam well anyway. i just do what i feel like."[/color] she said with a shrug, stopping herself from adding 'you' onto the end of that. she did want to though, so badly, but part of her was saying that she should wait and make him wait too, to teach him a lesson, but he'd apologised and now she was kind of heated. she opened the door of the store and headed outside. it wasn't a long trip to her apartment from there, it would probably only take them five to ten minutes. "what about you, any plans before i hijacked your day to come back to my place...to pick up your shoes and stuff."[/color] annie asked, wondering if he'd been planning on spending his day differently. [/justify][/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED trevor schumacher!STATUS done!LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!NOTE I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO COMMENT ON IT'S LENGTH BECAUSE THIS IS MY ATTEMPT AT CUTTING DOWN. IT DIDN'T WORK. AT ALL. AS FOR THE WHOLE 'TROJAN' DESCRIPTION PART, I LOLED SO MUCH I HAD TO READ IT TWICE. IN FACT, I READ THE WHOLE POST TWICE BECAUSE I HAD SO MANY FAVOURITE BITS THEY ALL ADDED UP. KUDOS. THIS POST WAS AMAZING. -BOWS- TEAM TREVOR♥!COUNT 2402!WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044 ]right here[/url] ![/color] CREDIT emma!?
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 5, 2010 23:21:51 GMT
Trevor had to keep telling himself that it wasn't Annie that was keeping him here. Well, not entirely. Of course, he'd have to accept the fact that she played a part, since it was undeniable at this point. It was a wizarding community, and he would actually know other people here. He bet other ex-students, or current students, lived in the apartments in Hogsmeade. So, upon living somewhere near Annie, it wasn't because of her, but other people that he would know, right? Yeah, sure. Anyway, he liked Hogsmeade. He laughed, "Yeah, well, those girly screams are... awesome.." he trailed off, knowing that he usually did them on purpose. They usually caused people to laugh, which was something he loved doing. It was also just fun, in general. It seemed like it had been so long since their first ever encounter, but it really hadn't. Not an entire year, at least. She had even still heated him, then. Just now she heated him even more, "Yeah, well I'm excited to never have to wear them again after this year," he laughed, teasing Annie about having another entire year left of wearing those uniforms, "And yellow is brighter and more cheerful than red, by the way," he smirked.
He couldn't help but laugh, having thought the same exact thing. It made no sense for her, at such a young age, to have decided her preferences. Of course, at the time, he hadn't really cared, "Yeah, she was probably an attention whore," he agreed. She was hot, he admitted, but he had decided that he wasn't going to go for her in any way. Even after she 'turned straight', he knew that that would be a huge mistake on his part, "It was just weird. She was just weird," he added randomly with a shrug, "That's exactly why I didn't do her," he admitted, "I knew she would have gotten clingy and obsessed. It's what she did with all the guys she got with," he explained honestly. That was one of the more intelligent moves he had made in his early life, not having slept with Cassie. I mean, technically she still thought he was her friend, and was probably expecting him back home soon for the summer, like he usually would do. She always thought it was weird that he didn't bring his cellphone over to his 'boarding school'. Why did the thought of her sticking around here for the summer excite him, and make him want to stay here even more? Ugh, "Oh, that's cool. Yeah, it's nice here.. but I dunno about me," he lied. Okay, sure, he had already decided he was staying, but some part of him wanted to keep that a surprise. Why? It's not like she would care, right? He didn't think he'd be able to stop seeing Annie as fragile and breakable, for some weird reason. She looked so small, though, but he knew she was a beater for the Gryffindor quidditch team. She had to be tough then, right? She could take a couple of bites here and there. He couldn't help but raise a brow at her hurried speech and hushed tone, but smiled. It was so cute when she got all awkward, talking about something like this in public. Ew, no, not cute, "Ha, well, I guess there's only one way to find out, huh?" he joked, laughing slightly to ease her mood. He didn't want her to get all freaked out about it. The first time had gone smoothly, without punching and biting and smacking and clawing. The smacking came after. How else could he answer that question, anyway? It made even him feel weird, talking about this stuff in a store, "Yeah, true, I don't want you looking all orange and stuff," he chuckled. He hated those girls who got those awful tans and looked like a carrot. It was disgusting and unattractive, "Well, you could always come to America with me. The weather is perfect for a natural tan where I live."
"Really? You'd rather be with me than alone?" he tilted his head to the side, truly surprised by this fact. She just seemed like the type who liked time to herself, especially if it meant being alone rather than being annoyed by him, "A quiet get together? Today, now, and here?" he raised a brow, humored, "Yeah, well, I don't really do quiet, as you've been able to tell.. and any get together of ours can't be in public, because they get too heated," he smirked. Well, that week without her had been dreadful, so to have a little get together everyday wouldn't bother him at all. Even if they didn't have sex each time.. which they probably would. He was just too heated by her to be able to keep his mouth off of her, for one, if they were in a private place. Like, say, her apartment. Oh, yes, "It's the first? Sheesh well that doesn't give me much time to get you a gift- not that I would or anything because I usually don't buy things for people I hate unless it's a knife or a bomb to use against them.." he trailed off jokingly. He would end up getting her some sort of gift, then stop by her apartment to drop it off or something. How weird was that? Huh, "Yeah, they have great taste in a lot of things," he laughed, looking down at the rather comfortable slippers. He was actually pretty glad about their swap, since it seemed worth it. He wanted cow slippers, now, "Wow, together, really? That sort of heats me.. and freaks me out just a little," he grinned, though he couldn't see her as someone who could pull that off. It was weird how they were just talking about each other like this. Sheesh, they were both just really weird, but he liked that. He knew the word 'companion' hadn't been the best choice, but it was what he went with at that moment, "Whoever chooses me to do anything with has good taste in men," he told her with a flirtatious wink. Yeah, he would still flirt with her, which was weird, but fun. Oh, gosh, had she just ended a sentence such as that with an 'or...'? That was the worst when it came to giving him mental images. Ooo, what if she wore a skirt or a dress or something? Then they wouldn't even have to take anything off! Crap, they could be, like, walking down a street and then.. whoa, wait, no, he needed his privacy. That was just awkward, "I dunno if I could stand living in the same house as you for more than a week, really," he admitted, "You're too needy, you'll probably want me to do everything for you and stuff," he laughed.
Aha, so he knew she was a beater! Yes, so he was right about her being able to take things like a man. She just seemed so small, how could she even survive as a beater? And she was short, which added to her being small. Why did he actually feel guilty that she became injured... pretty much because of him? If he hadn't left his shoes there, or even left, or done anything dumb enough to be kicked out, or.. yeah, you get it. But it stung? It froze her? He technically caused her pain? Why did he feel so bad about that? Was he turning soft or something? Ugh! "Oh, well, yeah, you know, it isn't even that bad so.. yeah," well, that sounded stupider than ever. He should just stop talking, and she should just stop fighting sharks, "Oh, well how much do you get paid? Maybe I could try that line of work," he joked back. Oh, this was just so much weird fun. Really? Was she serious about the heating part? Sometimes he just couldn't tell, and would get paranoid and think she was joking about everything, "Yeah, well, would I have anything to do with this?" he asked, looking smug. He couldn't help but laugh at her whine. Now that was cute. Okay, now he needed to stop inwardly freaking out at himself if he thought of the word cute. Or adorable. He just needed to go with it, "Yeah, so you're a thrill junkie now or something? Get high off the adrenaline rush?" he asked, though he found that a bit hot, even if she was just joking around. She was a beater, though, so she had to be a bit ballsy, "Oh, you've got the best of both worlds, huh?" he laughed at her shocked expression. He'd rather her have a double life as Beyonce and not Rihanna. He just liked Beyonce's music more, nothing personal, "I guess I could agree with that," he shrugged, "I mean, to be a beater, and fight sharks and stuff, I guess that makes you pretty fierce."
After having purchased his items, he shoved the condoms in a pocket of his pajama pants, and was able to fit his toothpaste in there, too. It wasn't that big. That's what she said, "Well, it's always good to just go through life without plans. Then you could just wing it the whole way and see what happens," he explained, knowing that he could probably charm her into sleeping with him again, if he played the right cards. That was the problem, he always seemed to mess something up. He just had to play it cool this time. Calm and collected. She was honestly the only person he felt like doing anytime soon, which was weird, because he could almost have anyone he wanted. Almost. Still, you would think that with her having made it so hard the first time, he would have just moved on. There was just something about her that made him seem to stick around, though. He followed her outside, having to stop himself from grinning from ear to ear. This day had been going great, compared to practically the whole week before, "No, actually, I've just been bumming around. I don't normally plan anything, like I said," he shrugged honestly. It was the truth, and even if he did have plans, they weren't as important as spending his time with Annie. Especially if it meant he could sleep with her again. Score!
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[/color] herez! CREDIT SAM !? EXCEPT FOR the lyrics thing cuz i didn't make that. didn't feel like making it lol so that's not mine it's someone elses. just to clarify. don't wanna take credit for that beast. LYRICS never too late - three days grace NOTES YEY CAPS <3 LOL I TRIED TO SHORTEN IT! LMFAO I'M GLAD YOU LOLD AT THAT. THAT MAKES ME LOL. YOUR POST WAS AMAZING <3 YOU BEASTICLE. THERE NEEDS TO BE A TEAM ANNIE. BECAUSE SHE PWNS LIKE THAT. BETTER YET, A TEAM EMMA! [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 6, 2010 9:19:37 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - -
Of course Annie didn't care if Trevor stayed or went back to America. Damn. There it was, that creepy little pang of...worry? that he was going to leave her. This was freaking her out now, why was she so pathetically upset that he was hypothetically going back to America? It totally didn't make sense, because bear in mind, that Annie Louise Carter was meant to hate Trevor Anthony Schumacher, and was also meant to be completely annoyed with him. so why was she freaking out about him leaving or whatever? why should he stay right? He had no reason. but i'm here. me.
[/color] Annie thought to herself. Why should that make any difference right? Why should he care if she was here or not, because his family was back there, and his friends and his boys, as were the many hundreds of girls that he could sleep with. Why should he stay for her? She probably was just another girl to him, so why shouldn't he leave when something better came along? it wasn't like she cared, or like it would hurt her anyway, because she'd only wanted the sex, not really him. So why should he stay? When he we went away, she'd just find someone else to keep her entertained and then they would both be happy, him being in America with loads of girls, and her in Hogsmeade with some new guy in her bed. Even the idea of that sounded wrong. She was probably just hating on any other girls because he was so damned good at sex that she didn't want them to take that feeling of...euphoria...away from her. yeah. that was it. "yeah, they do get attention. although sometimes of the wrong sort. but then without that scream, i don't know if i would have verbally assaulted you, so you know, we wouldn't be here. so the scream isn't that bad"[/color] she reasoned, remembering that the scream had drawn her from the cubicle, yelling at him about how he should keep it down. she still remembered his first words to her. Sorry, what was that? i couldn't hear you over the noise of your hair or something to that effect. She had good memory. Yeah. It wasn't like she remembered most of the things he said, no matter how awful, and forgot important stuff, like things she learned in lessons. Never. Yes, she had a whole year left at Hogwarts and in those uniforms, and she knew it would all be uncomfortable in the heat again. ugh. but if he stuck around, she wouldn't care so much, because she knew at the end of the day, they could come off. what? No. Why did she think that? She didn't think that. Annie mentally wiped that thought from her head, because he wasn't staying and she shouldn't have thought that. “Yeah but red kicks more ass, clearly”[/color] Annie said, gesturing to her hair. It did. Red was just a better colour. She didn't like the idea of this Cassie girl. At all. It was kind of worrying at how much she disliked her, even though she'd never met her. wow. ew. she sounded clingly and needy. "i hate those girls like that. i mean attention is good right, i mean i love loud clothes and getting stared at, but attention when people play on something, like 'i lost my parents! how dare you try and sell me chocolate at that price you insensitive git' and then cry. that's pathetic."[/color] Annie returned, making up that little scenario as an example, because there was no other way to explain it. but people like that bugged her anyway. Attention for clothes, yeah, sure, but attention for something like that and doing it all the time. That was bad. So he didn't do her? Why did that instantly make her feel better? That was weird, because she knew Trevor's sexual history was a longer list than the 'naughty' one at Christmas, so why did him saying that improve her mood a little? Weirdo. "I'm glad you didn't do her too..I mean, because like, she probably would try and kill me if she'd stalked you here and watched us in the store, and i value my life."[/color] Annie added on with a laugh. Yeah, that was the reason. More sarcasm there. "So you're seriously thinking of going back to America now? Do they have a Wizarding village over there?"[/color] Annie asked, curious. if they did, it probably wouldn't be as good as Hogsmeade, because Hogsmeade was the shizz. "Your right. I guess your going to have to bite me"[/color] she joked, offering him her neck jokingly. He could save that for later. And they had joked previously that she was the vampire. ahaha the irony. "That sounds awesome actually, but no doubt should I set foot in state lines, I'd get ambushed by everyone, including Cassie, because they'd be jealous of my awesome hair and...stuff."[/color] Annie trailed off, stopping herself from saying 'the thing we've got.' Yeah, that would have been awkward. Why did he look so cute when he tilted his head to the side like that? "Yeah. I don't like being alone, it makes me feel, kinda, uh, unwanted."[/color] Annie said truthfully. So did her parents going off to Egypt. That was bad, she'd hated that, especially because it was her birthday. Oh, sure, Annie liked time to herself too, but she just didn't like it all the time. She liked company, she liked laughter, and noise, and his company. What? Nah, she imagined herself thinking that. "Yes I can tell, and quiet doesn't actually mean 'quiet', it's an expression to mean that I don't want hundreds of people there. That could get awkward. And when I said here, I didn't mean exactly here either. I meant my place."[/color] Annie explained with a shrug. why did he have to take everything literally? She was speaking metaphorically, kind of. Not. "Well I didn't think you'd care. And if your not getting me a gift then you have nothing to worry about, do you?"[/color] Annie said, poking her tongue out at him. she didn't know whether she'd get her parents gift, if they remembered, until a few days after her birthday at least, because it would be coming from Egypt and all that. Annie's hands went to her sunglasses which were still covering her eyes, and she moved them up, so they settled in her hair instead. "Tell me about it, these glasses are the shizz."[/color] she said with a grin, glad that they had traded them because they made up a great item in most of her outfits now. she was wearing them all the time. "But you couldn't expect bad taste from such awesome people anyway, I mean, look at them, they're amazingly dressed"[/color] she said with a laugh, still talking about the two of them. "Wow. Heats you? Never! Nothing heats you!"[/color] Annie said sarcastically, rolling her eyes but laughing at the same time. He was always heated. He was easily heatable, and when standing next to an oven... "Whoever gets heated by me has fantastic taste in women"[/color] Annie returned with another flirtatious smile. yeah, she was still kind of flirting with him. She knew it was a bad thing, but whatever. Annie watched, and she could practically see the cogs turning in his mind with that lovely little two lettered word. Or. What was he thinking of? Of all the possibilities with that 'or', what was the one his mind had presented him with? What was he imagining? Annie wondered idily if he'd ever done it outside. it seemed kind of a hot thing. she wasn't talking like in a bus shelter, or behind a bush or something, she was imagining a beach, it was deserted. or a field with a picnic or something nice like that. Where there was no one else around, and she could let go and be happy. That would be nice. maybe they could do that one day. Oh. wait, he was going home. She'd just have to try that with someone else. But that thought didn't seem right either and she couldn't imagine it. ew. Annie nudged him playfully, her toothpaste tube in one of her hands. "Not everything. Just cook, because your better at it than me, and for god's sake, leave the freaking toilet lid down when your done"[/color] Annie joked, knowing that she always did it, and it would annoy her if he didn't too when he was living with her. WHAT? WHEN? No. he wasn't going to live with her. Ever. Moving on. The whole tripping thing had been Annie's fault anyway really, as she should have moved his shoes out of the way, but she was angry and upset and zombie like, so she didn't do much at all. It wasn't like it hurt that bad anyway, she'd had ten times worse on the pitch. Why did he have that mini over-protective freak out though? That was kind of odd. Was he scared of like, cuts and blood and crap? No, he wouldn’t be able to have hot and heavy hate sex if he was. She needed to stop saying that because it heated her with that idea. "it's a good pay. thirty pounds an hour, because it's so daring and dangerous. Let's see, I think that's probably around fifteen dollars for you. roughly. in Muggle money."[/color] Annie made up, wondering if there was a job that had paid much. Yeah, Annie knew all about using Muggle money too, she often went shopping in Muggle London with her mother, remember? "Yeah, but not like that Hannah Montana weirdo. she freaks me out. I kick more ass than her."[/color] Annie answered with a laugh. she hated that girl. So he just called her fierce? that was hot. that heated her. "Yeah, see, there's no denying it. I'm just that hot"[/color] Annie added with a laugh,. Annie watched with a raised eyebrow and pursed lips as he shoved the condoms away in his pocket. Someone thought they'd be getting some. "Exactly. I wing most things, like my exams. They were all winged. Life's just so much more fun when you don't make extensive plans. Besides, plans could be effected if things change. It's better not to have any plans so nothing can be ruined"[/color] Annie said with a shrug. For example, she'd not planned this meeting, and it was this meeting that had gotten them on good terms again. She was actually really glad of that, and she knew that she probably would end up sleeping with him later. but he owed her one omelette, so he could so cook that for her afterward, considering that she'd not had breakfast really. Annie grinned as they rounded the corner to her street, and the apartment building loomed into sight. It honestly didn't take long to get to her apartment at all from the shop, but they still had a little way before they got inside. "Huh, well, I'm glad that you don't have plans, because I'd be bored stiff if I hadn't met up with you back there"[/color] she said honestly. bored stiff, and upset and mad and hating on him and on herself for being so stupid. But she didn't regret sleeping with him. She'd never regretted sleeping with him, just asking him to stay till morning because if he hadn't done that then they would never have had that argument. [/justify][/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED trevor schumacher!STATUS done!LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!NOTE OKAY! I FINALLY MANAGED TO SHORTEN A POST! AWW ANNIE WOULD LOVE TO HAVE HER OWN TEAM LOL IT FLATTERS HER! AND THANK YOU SAM! BUT IF I GET A TEAM THEN IT'S ONLY FAIR YOU HAVE ONE TOO BECAUSE YOUR JUST THAT AWESOME! I HOPE THE POST IS GOOD ENOUGH, IF I MISSED ANYTHING OUT, YELL AT ME, BECAUSE WHEN I WROTE IT I WENT AND MANAGED TO MESS UP THE ORDER. I THINK IT'S RIGHT NOW BUT YEAH. TEAM TREVOR♥!COUNT 1915. I SHORTENED IT!WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044 ]right here[/url] ![/color] CREDIT emma!?
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 6, 2010 22:36:58 GMT
Trevor had to constantly remind himself that he hadn't decided to stay just because Annie was here. No, no, because that wasn't it. Why did he keep thinking that was a main reason, though? It couldn't be, because it shouldn't. That would just mean he was getting.. what was the word? Attached? He didn't do attachment. It wasn't his style. To become attached to something meant that one day you'd be hurt when it was gone from your life, like with his pet dog that he had once had. What was he saying? It wasn't like he would mind if he really did never see her again, right? She was just another trophy he had added to his collection, and nothing more, just like the rest of the girls he had slept with. Why did he always feel the need to have her in his company, though? That wasn't normally the way he went with his other lays. Hell, he had actually never done that before. This was new to him, and he didn't really like new things, because they were different and it meant he'd have to get used to it. This was something he just couldn't fathom getting used to. Maybe if he just slept with some other girl randomly, he'd forget about these strange feelings he had of Annie. Yeah, that was it. Someone else to get her off of his mind. For some reason, though, the thought of sleeping with another girl other than Annie bothered him. That was downright abnormal. He shouldn't be feeling that way at all! "Oh, that was a fun day," he laughed, his thoughts flying once more to their first encounter. That was fun. He had enjoyed that, as infuriating as he soon realized Annie could be. She had owned him, though, that he was aware of. Had he gotten any better? Maybe, because at times he felt as if he could keep up with her, "Yeah, I mean, if I hadn't pulled that lovely scream off.. who knows how that encounter would have played out differently. I mean, we probably wouldn't have this amazingly twisted relationship we have now," he explained, figuring that that truly was the beginning, since it was their first encounter in that bathroom. They developed their hate for each other that day, didn't they?
"Well, red is the color of blood, so I guess it's a decent color.. while yellow is all.. sunshine-like. That's kind of too happy and cheery for me. Well, not really, since I think of bunnies and rainbows and unicorns a lot," he joked with a shrug. Truthfully, he liked the color red more so than he did yellow, even though that wasn't how he had felt before. Did Annie's hair have anything to do with that? Nah, "Yeah, I mean, I'm an attention whore to a point, but not the way she goes about it.." he began with a shrug. Okay, maybe he was being a bit of a hypocrite at this point. He loved when all eyes were on him. He would go about causing this by being obnoxiously loud, acting like a girl, saying some completely random sentences, or wearing extremely bright colors, or some other attention-getting clothes. Yeah, he was called an attention whore often, "Yeah, I can see her doing that, too. She'd get so obsessed with me, she would kill anyone that got near me. That would suck for a lot of girls in this world," he laughed with a small smirk gracing his lips, "But I'm pretty sure your ninja skills would triumph over her craziness," he explained. He shrugged, "I don't really know.. I mean, I don't care that much. I like the muggle world enough to live in that forever," he admitted. It was the truth, he could probably survive with living in a muggle community. He was much more comfortable that way, to be honest. He liked it here, though. Honeydukes was.. nice. Plenty of candy. Yeah, that was it, "Ooo, I'm gonna have to save that for the bedroom. Or the kitchen.. or whatever," he laughed, not being able to help examining the soft skin of her exposed neck. He could definitely give her a noticeable hickey right there.. Snap out of it! "You'd be surprised how many people color their hair over there. You won't stand out at all," he told her, laughing, "But yeah, I guess I can see Cassie ambushing you if you hung around me. Well, for more than one day. Usually she was used to me having a different girl, and none lasted for more than one night," he admitted with a small shrug.
"Unwanted? Huh, weird.." he muttered. Why did that make him feel all.. weird? There was officially no word for whatever feeling he was feeling. He was suddenly struck with this urge to spend all of his time with her, so she didn't feel lonely or unwanted. He didn't want that for her. But, ew, god, no, he wouldn't waste so much time of his life spending it with her! That was, you know.. a waste and stuff. He started laughing as she explained that she hadn't really meant anything she had said literally. Of course, he took it that way because he loved to be difficult, "Maybe you should be a little more specific next time or something, silly," he joked, grinning goofily, "So, not many people, and at your house? Sounds hot to me," he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at her. Of course he was going to go down that road, "I can care without people noticing. And maybe I will get you a gift. You never know, I can surprise people sometimes," he told her with a genuine smile, "I'd just have to figure out what you want.. but I can think of a few things," he added. Of course, it may have sounded like he was thinking about sex, but that wasn't all. Those glasses, he could get her more. Or something else bright and colorful she could wear. Or a stuffed shark. Something cute like that. Ew. See, though? She thought those glasses were the shiz, so she could use more just like them, "They're all amazingly dressed. They'd look hot in anything they put on. They'd even look hot in nothing at all," he smirked. Well, of course he was going to add that last bit on there. He was just a sexual person like that. He was pretty sure he had never come across someone who heated him as much as Annie managed to do, and that was kind of frightening, "Well, yeah, I do happen to have fantastic taste in women," he agreed with a nod, "I've been told that before, actually, so it must be true," he added. That flirtatious smile was hot. It truly was.
Of course, with that playful nudge, he was overcome with this urge to poke her cheek. So, that's just what he did. Just one, quick, playful poke in the cheek. He liked poking people, it was just how he rolled, "Yeah, I am pretty amazing cook," he agreed with a cocky smirk, "I mean, I could take a bunch of leftovers, like corn and mashed potatoes and chicken and all this other weird crap, combine it all together or something, and you get this amazing meal that you would have never thought was possible," he explained truthfully. He had done that before for his entire family. They actually appreciated when he cooked dinner for him, so that was kind of cool, "Sorry, it's a habit, I don't think I can get rid of that one either," he joked with a playful grin, "About fifteen dollars an hour? Hell, that's a nice payout," he laughed, joking along. This was weird, but the awesome kind of weird, "Yeah, Hannah Montana has AIDS. They dedicated an entire episode to that discovery," he joked. Yeah, like they would have that on the Disney Channel, "But of course, you do own her. And Rihanna. And Beyonce. So it's all cool," he laughed. Wow, she was right about everything today. She was hot, so he had to nod in reply, "Obviously, or I wouldn't be getting heated just standing near you," he admitted. Of course, he hadn't missed that little look she gave him when he was storing away his condoms for later use, "What's that look for?" he asked, raising his own eyebrow with a smirk. Oh, he knew he'd be getting some. He was just full of himself like that.
"Weird enough, I actually tried on my exams. That's kind of a scary though, but figuring it was my last year, I just went all out," he admitted. He had actually tried harder on these exams than previous ones, "But that's how I go about things. My plans always seem to get ruined if I actually try to plan it out. If I just go with it, then some cool things could happen," he told her, shrugging. If he had planned going to her house with roses or something- whoa, wait, insert gag here.. Anyway, then something would have messed up for sure. Since this wasn't planned, and totally random, it worked out. That was pretty cool. He spotted her apartment not far off in the distance and felt like break dancing. Celebration! See, he had planned none of this, and it was going swimmingly! "Really? I mean, well, yeah, I probably would be too," he admitted, "This whole last week was boring," he added suddenly. Oh, what if she thought that was because she hadn't been near him for the last week? Crap, had he let that little fact that his life was.. boring.. without her in it, slip?
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 7, 2010 8:36:41 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - - Annie had to remind herself that Trevor Anthony Schumacher was not going to stay in Hogsmeade just because she asked. He had to have a better reason than that, and there was nothing she could give him that would make him stay. It was kind of a depressing thought really that they'd technically just got back on good terms again and now she stood to loosing his company completely again. Annie also knew that it was kind of sad that she was thinking about this, but whenever she thought of him leaving, she thought back to the week without him, and how absolutely and completely boring and restless it had been. She'd hardly gotten any sleep, didn't eat much more than pizza, ice cream and crap like that, or pepper imps because she had a craving for them. Not that there was any particular reason at all behind that because it wasn't like they reminded her of Trevor's toothpaste at all. Going out to buy it had to be the saddest thing, but hey, it meant that they were on good terms again. Or as good terms as two people who hated each other could be. And it wasn't like they actually were attached in any way either. Both of them had proved that they could go a week without seeing each other. Even if on her part the week had been the longest and most boring week of her entire life. But then it wasn't like that was because he wasn't there, because even if he was the week probably would have been just as crappy. It wasn't like they would have like, spent time with each other. It wasn't as if they could have had a picnic out by the lake and a good laugh, or had some fun hiding behind statues and picking on the outfits of people and comparing their own awesome outfit choice to the lame one of their target. It wasn't as if they could have gone Unicorn spotting in the Forbidden forest or sat up in the astronomy tower and had slang matches like they usually did. And it wasn't like Annie was imagining these activities right now because they sounded awesomer than the week she had spent alone. Of course not. She'd been forcing herself to go running in the mornings if that was any sort of consolation, so she hadn't been sitting around moping and eating, she had actually kept busy and exorcised to keep weight off and crap like that. She didn't care about her weight, but she liked her body as it was. Annie was also pretty sure that she had a fast metabolism or whatever because it never seemed like she put on weight anyway. Did he use the word relationship? Why did her heart jump when he did? He didn't mean it like that of course, and you had a relationship with everyone, but the specifics were different. "Yeah, I have to say, that would be pretty suckish, considering that I'd have all this built up anger and crap and then i'd spend all my days moody and verbally attacking anyone who gets in my way. First years have a lot to be thankful for"
[/color] Annie joked with a smirk. She had noticed that since her slanging matches with Trevor, she'd been less angry and more happy and relaxed, so verbal fights with him were definitely a great way to relieve her anger, allowing her to feel carefree and happy and light. She liked being happy and light, and since he was around her she could hardly stop smiling. He must have some instant calming effect on her or something. Hate sex should also be an effective way to relieve her anger issues too. In theory of course. for now. "Yeah it's also the colour of cherry lollipops and partially the colour of the rainbow. well. One of them, not to mention my hair, which meant that my tie and my hair were colour co-ordinated."[/color] Annie said with a grin. They used to be, and she had another year of that too. She remembered actually holding her tie up to her hair once to determine how close the shade was. It wasn't that close, but they matched so it was still kind of worrying and funny at the same time for her. Sure, Annie liked attention, but she loved her privacy too. She liked to keep some things to herself, but that didn't always happen because the run on her mouth usually got the better of her, especially when she was angry or distracted. Annie would often say things around people, forgetting that they were there and directing this thing at one person. It got kind of annoying if the thing she said was kind of personal. She'd not told anyone about the Trevor thing yet, with him sleeping with her and what not, but she was sure that someone probably realised, or saw him leaving her apartment or something, so she was surprised it wasn't around the school yet. She'd savour this time because it would only fuel the wrongful reputation that she had. Annie Louise Carter was not a whore nor slut. She was, incidentally just one week ago, an innocent virgin. Now though, not so much. And okay, she wasn't that innocent in the way that her mind had already been pretty bad. But any other way, she was so innocent that she'd only ever made out with two guys. She didn't count Elliott because she had thought he was so terrible. Sure, maybe someone else thought he was good, but for her it just didn't work. Hey, everyone has preferences, right? And hers pretty much were at the moment, Trevor Anthony Schumacher. Annie couldn't even imagine kissing anyone else, that's how screwed up she was. No one else around her appealed to her though. Yeah, that was the reason. "Yeah but we get our attention a different way. With colour, loudness, dress and attitude, not whining and boy love."[/color] Annie said with a roll of her eyes. She'd never act like Cassie had. She could live without love, heck she didn't even know if it existed! "Of course they would. Ninja skills beat craziness any day. And it's not like I'm not that little bit crazy myself"[/color] annie said with a grin. She could be kind of crazy sometimes, like when she went swimming in the lake in her fourth year because some guy dared her too, so she jumped on in. That was crazy. she was in her clothes and everything, although they were shorts so not too heavy. "The muggle world is awesome and I'd love to live there in the future, but at the moment Hogsmeade is just too comfortable. It's close to Hogwarts, and Honeydukes, which I have an unhealthy obsession with for the moment"[/color] Annie said with a grin, stopping herself from adding 'just like with you' on the end of that sentence. but it was kind of unhealthy, but not an obsession. more like an addiction maybe. "Or both."[/color] Annie added simply with a shrug and a teasing and flirty smile. She knew that comment would probably drive him up the wall so she had to add it in, even if she didn't mean it. Not that she didn't mean it, because she did kind of mean it, but maybe not. Yeah. She didn't know. She didn't plan that far ahead remember? If things went like that then sure, they went like that, but if they didn't then whatever. she was just surprised that he'd stuck around anyway because he usually did a girl once and moved on. Maybe she was the first girl that he'd actually slept with more than once. Not that he'd done that yet, but she was pretty sure it was probably going to head that way. Why waste good condoms, right? besides, she'd gone a week without him, wanting him and hating him at the same time. Which is obviously what she always did, right? Because she did, er, hate him. Yeah. But the two hates were clearly different. Sure. She noticed his eyes on her neck though, and kept it there before pulling her head back upright. Was he considering it? She wouldn't mind, it would be kind of hot. Annie hadn't had love bites or anything in like, forever. In fact, she couldn't remember ever getting one, so it was forever. Wow. "Oh I'm sure I could find a way to make my mark. A girl like me doesn't go un-noticed for long"[/color] Annie joked, as she was quite loud, argumentative, dressed loudly, and wasn't afraid to tell people what she thought about them. She would cause a stir in America. None of them had lasted more than one night? Before she could stop herself she had to comment on that. "Well then, I must be pretty awesome and like, a sun or something"[/color] Annie said with a shrug, but an honest smile came through. She was kind of glad that he'd stuck around her after they'd had sex for the first time. What made her so special? Why did he stick around? She was just a curious person by nature, so she couldn't help but want to know, although she knew better than to ask him. She'd have to try and work this out on her own. Was she really that good in bed to make him want to come back? Annie didn't talk about her honest feelings often, but this little fear was one of her genuine things. Annie had this fear that she'd end up alone, rejected by every man that she willingly gave herself too, and unwanted by anyone. She'd have twenty cats, even if sometimes their fur would make her sneeze, and she'd never be wanted by anyone. She worried that her life was heading that way all the time, and that was why she hated being rejected, because she felt like she was taking a step toward that future of unwanted, cat filled, life. If you could call it life because she'd be angry and miserable, so wouldn't want to do anything. "Yeah, just, you know, two. ish."[/color] Annie said, raising her eyebrows and laughing again. Of course she only meant those two. She'd already kind of celebrated with jayson in the past, so yeah, it was all good. She was happy to be able to tell him seeing as he kind of was the reason that she was over Chris, because he'd made her realise that there were other people out there that would make her feel the same, if not better, than he had. He would say that sounded hot, although apparently a lot of things Annie said sounded hot, to him. But then him saying certain things also made them sound hotter. What was with her? "Yeah, I'll be sure to orchastrate my sentances so that all the specifics are covered, by which time it would take around half an hour to say"[/color] she said with a roll of her eyes. To make sure that all the specifics were covered was probably damned near impossible without resulting in what would be a sentance of speech like length. And she wasn't good. "Yeah, in fact, you know, I was just thinking that it could be us, and maybe that omelette. or.."[/color] she let that sentance trail off specifically, leaving him with all those possible endings to that 'or' again. Imagination was a genious, and he practically would get himself all excited, which amused Annie. Not that she couldn't, because she had clearly proven many times that she was some sort of expert at that. "well, you know, i like gifts and stuff. That would be nice"[/color] Annie said with an honest smile. She didn't even know if her parents gifts would come through yet. Or if they got her one. She'd have one from her other grandparents, and her aunt and crap like that, and then obviously Tim and Craig, but yeah, she didn't know about the rest. She didn't want to be alone and present-less on her birthday, that would be depressing. He was probably thinking of birthday sex anyway, but she wouldn't mind that, oddly enough. And his smile was an honest one, so he wasn't lying. Of course he'd add that on. "Well we would know. I bet that they would too"[/color] She said with a wink, then started to laugh again. this was actually kind of fun. "Yeah, i have to agree with you there"[/color] Annie said, licking her lips and smiling. Annie laughed and poked her tongue out at him when he poked her cheek. She reached up and tickled under his chin, a smirk on her face again. "Yeah, I bet you could. That's why you'd get to do all the cooking, because the best thing i can do is pizza"[/color] she said with a grin. And that was the one that came from a box. Goodfellas or Chicago town or something. "well I'll just have to try and train you"[/color] Annie said with raised eyebrows and then laughter. She hated people leaving the seat up, it was like for god's sake, it's not there for decoration, put the freaking thing down NOW! It wasn't like it was a hard thing to do either. That's what she said. Lolworthy. "Yeah, hella nice payout"[/color] she said with a shrug. That job would be awesome, she'd love do actually do that, but in her mind the pay should be better than that because it was a dangerous job and crap like that. she would have been risking her life so yeah. They had an episode dedicated to her discovery of her AIDS? really? Wait, on the Disney Channel, really? Not likely. "Yeah like that happened. She does have AIDS though. She pole danced at the kids choice awards, i was disgusted"[/color] she said with an eye roll. she youtubed it at home to make sure that it wasn't lies, and she really did do it. it was wrong. "I own all them bitches"[/color] Annie said with a laugh, kind of pinching a line from one of her favourite muggle films, the hangover. "Oh well I am a sun, so yeah."[/color] Annie said with a smile. he was heated just by standing near her? oh that was hot. She pretended for a second to ignore what he was on about. "What look?"[/color] she asked, with raised eyebrows and the same, pursed lips, but still kind of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips look. yeah, now he knew he was going to get some no doubt. "I didn't, I winged them all, it's easier than stressing"[/color] Annie said with a shrug. if she failed then she failed, it wasn't like there was much she could do about it, and revision would have fried her brain too much. "Yeah, well, er, I had a great week too"[/color] Annie said, each word dripping with sarcasm. she'd had a sucky week. but it wasn't like it was because he wasn't there. obviously. her apartment door was getting closer. through that and up some stairs, and they'd be home. And her excitement was kind of clear already. [/justify][/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED trevor schumacher!STATUS done!LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!NOTE OHMYGOODNESS. I LOVED YOUR POST. THINK, LIKE, AMERICA BEING THE FIRST GOING TO THE MOON, AND THE HAPPINESS ABOUT THAT, TIMES TEN. YEAH. I KNOW. I LOVE THESE TWO, THEY'RE BOTH EPIC, AND EPIC TOGETHER TOO (: AND AS I SAID, IF I GET MY OWN TEAM, THEN: TEAM SAM♥TEAM TREVOR♥ BECAUSE TREVOR POSTS ARE BETTER (: HAHA!COUNT 2546 i shortened it woops!WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044 ]right here[/url] ![/color] CREDIT emma!?
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 7, 2010 19:46:31 GMT
Was it normal to enjoy being in the company of someone you claimed to hate? No, not really. Do people normally have sex with the people they hate.. willingly, and all? No, probably not, either. Doing things that weren't normal wasn't that unusual for Trevor, though, and he could imagine the same for Annie. I mean, face it, the two of them weren't what you would call normal. Together, they were even more abnormal. Which made being near Annie that much more fun. Every day was like an adventure to him. Her comebacks never got old, either, because she had new ones everyday. That was impressive, "Yeah, I think those first years should be bowing down at my feet," he laughed. Why had he said relationship? He hated that word. It was a weird word and every time he thought of it he though about, like, a more-than-friends relationship. That's what that word always brought to him, "They shouldn't be the only ones thankful that I came into your life. You should be, too. I mean, you'd have gotten in trouble after a while, going off on people like that," he joked with a small smirk, "I'm such a help to you, though, since I'm your verbal punching bag. I like that, though. Gives me some competition," he added, his lips tugging into a grin. He had felt different, especially after that little episode in Honeydukes. She made him feel different, and more so over this week without her. It was a weird different that he didn't know how to explain. Sometimes he liked the feeling and sometimes he dreaded it, thinking it would be the end of him because he was ill with some death disease or something, "Mm, yes, cherry," he grinned, pretending to zone out for a second as his tongue darted out to lips his licks quickly. That cherry lollipop he'd had earlier was delicious, and he could still taste it on his lips. What a great taste. With that taste, always came Annie. He would never be able to taste anything cherry without thinking about the fiery redhead, "Maybe that was why the Sorting Hat put you in Gryffindor. He noticed the color of your hair, and thought it would match nicely," he joked. If her hair really was a natural shade, then she would have had it the same color her first year, right? It did go nicely, though, with it being color coordinated and what-not.
Trevor would have to admit, that he was naturally a big mouth. He also fibbed a lot. He could normally not keep someones secret, and would end up letting it slip during conversation, which would get him in trouble and, on some occasions, ruin a friendship. If people knew him well, they could usually tell when he lied, too. There was just this way he spoke about things that would instantly give them a hint that he wasn't entirely telling the truth. He usually thought he was a relatively good actor, though, "Yeah, because if I got my attention from whining and boy love, that would be a little awkward," he laughed. She was right, though, there was a difference between the way the two of them went about receiving attention, and the way Cassie did. What made him obsessed to having all eyes on him? Must have been the way he was raised or something, or maybe it was just in his blood. What if it was passed on to his kid? What if everything about him was passed on to his future son, that would one day be born? Because, he was going to have a son one day, he decided, even if the mom didn't stick around. In all honesty, he didn't want his child to be exactly like him, since he himself wasn't comfortable with the decisions he would make sometimes, "Yeah, you have a little bit of both, but your craziness isn't the same as Cassie's," he replied. He wouldn't mind stumbling upon a cat fight between Cassie and Annie. That would actually be kind of hot! "Well, they say home is where the heart is, or whatever, but sometimes I feel like I like Hogsmeade a bit more, too. I mean, I spent so much time here when I was going to Hogwarts that it sort of felt like another hometown to me. Being around magical all of the time is actually nice, too, but.." he trailed off with a small shrug. It was always good to keep her hanging. Even if she didn't really care if he came back or not, he wanted to keep his staying here a surprise. Unhealthy obsession? Well, it was kind of like his terribly unhealthy obsession with Annie. Ew.
"Both? Oo, I like the sound of that," he answered, giving her one of his own flirtatious smiles. She was probably kidding, though. Then again, he thought she had been kidding all along about sleeping with him, but he finally managed to get in her pants. It wouldn't be too hard to let that happen in the kitchen, right? He hated it when she teased him, though, but loved it all the same. She always had to make it so that he was begging for more, "Yeah, well, you are much more different than many of the girls over there. I could see them, like, bowing down to you like some goddess or something," he laughed. She'd probably rule the town, with her swaggerific ways. That would be hot. They could go there and be the hottest couple in the whole city an- whoa, wait, couple? No. Never. Ew. Sure, two people made a couple, but when he thought of a couple he thought of.. yeah, "Well yeah, I've already come to the conclusion that you're the sun. Feel lucky, normally girls can't get me to stick around for that long. At least you can get some more of this," he motioned towards himself with a smirk, the cocky layer of his personality shining through once more. She should feel lucky, though, since with his experience, he had to be pretty good. Especially since she had nothing to compare it too. If he had been awful, she wouldn't be flirting with him like this, or still even be speaking to him. She'd probably be horrified and run away. So he had to be somewhat decent. Two? He liked that number, it was small. like him and her. Her and him. Two people gettin' their freak on. Wait, what? Well, yes. That'd be hot! "Well I'm not the greenest blade of grass, so you have to speak slow with me anyway, and make sure I understand everything perfectly clear. Mix-ups are awful," he laughed. At the mention of an omelet, he realized that he was actually kind of hungry. Not just hungry for Annie, either, "And omelet sounds good right about now.." he trailed off, nearly drooling at the mere mention of an 'or..' again. He hated those, but loved them at the same time. Gave him some amazing things to fill in that blank with.
He couldn't possibly not get her a gift, but he still felt weird getting her one all the same. He'd have one for her soon enough, and personally deliver it to her apartment, "Well, I might just give you a gift, then. Maybe something kinky, something that will heat you," he joked. He wouldn't really, since he was going to be tasteful.. for once. It was weird that he actually wouldn't mind spending her birthday with her. At least she wouldn't be alone, and she had admitted to his company not being too bad. Cool, "We know, they know, we.. all know?" he laughed at his own stupidity, but couldn't help himself getting heated over her little wink. Okay, not, like, obviously over-heated or something, just a bit. His mouth would water, and he'd get visuals popping up in his head. Then she had to lick her lips? Oh, that was so tempting. They needed to get to her apartment, and now. He knew that the moment she closed the door, he would pounce like a lion on it's prey. That would be the hottest thing ever. But.. he was sort of hungry. What if his stomach growled during..? That would be awkward. Wow, he seemed so sure that he was going to be getting some today. That was so very odd, he never would have felt this way earlier today, with her still angry with him. He giggled stupidly when she tickled under his chin. They could be such adorable dorks sometimes. Ew. Two weird words there, "Hey, I'm ticklish! Watch yourself," he grinned, "Well I can't cook everyday, so pizza would have to be, like, every other day," he laughed, actually imagining how it would be like, living with her, for a moment. Even if it was just a couple days. Wow, that was kind of hot. They could have heated sex every night, "I'm untrainable," he responded. Maybe he'd purposely leave the toilet seat up just to piss her off. Perfect!
"Well, you are risking your life, so it should be, like, fifty dollars an hour," he added with a small shrug. He'd do that. He liked money. Wait, maybe he didn't like money enough to risk his life everyday. Why did they just continue on with this weird little shark joke? It was amusing, though, so he didn't mind, "Oh, god, I heard about that. What an awful piece of work," he shook his head slightly, though grinning, "I looked that up on youtube and almost emptied the contents of my stomach onto the keyboard," he joked, "I mean, even that little bit she did sucked. She sucks at squatting. I bet you could pole dance better than that. You could twirl around and stuff. It would be hot, with your flexibility and stuff. Maybe you should put a poll up in your living room," he said, not being able to help the laughter that escaped him. He would love to see that, though, since it would totally heat him. It's a shame that he had never watched The Hangover, so he may have gotten that reference, "More like pwn. Because pwning is better than owning," he explained, "Yeah, so freaking hot I almost get burned," he joked. She was, though. It was the truth, "That look!" he whined, pointing at her face as she pursed her lips yet again, but he noticed the hint of a smile. Oh, he wanted some. Now. Were they almost there yet? They better be almost there. Or he'd, like, drag her into an alley or something. That sounded sort of bad. Well, it wasn't as bad if she wanted it. Which he knew she did. How could she not want some? "Yeah, I just didn't want to fail at life or something. I don't completely trust myself when I wing things. Especially if the thing I'm winging is something I'm not good at to begin with, and I never paid attention in class," he replied, "Yeah, nothing to do. I was a totally bum," he added. He didn't want her to know that she was the reason he was a complete bum this whole last week. Then she'd start getting full of herself, wouldn't she? Or maybe a little disturbed.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 8, 2010 0:48:54 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - - it wasn't normal, to enjoy the company of someone that you claimed to hate. wait. not claimed. nah, never claimed because it wasn't just a claim, as they could be false. someone that you hated. better. yeah, so it wasn't normal to enjoy the company of someone that you hated. so did that mean that...no. of course not. they just had their own definition of hate, clearly. yeah, that was it. she had to write to the oxford dictionary or whatever and make them put it in there. they would have it as an alternate meaning, with it being attributed to them. yeah. that's right, they'd have their name in the dictionary. how awesome would that be? then when they told everyone that they hated each other, they would know what hate they meant. that would be easier than explaining it all the time. besides, it was just like them, considering that they weren't normal, to have their own definition for things. they would eventually take over the dictionary. next to oven, there would be 'annie carter' and next to toaster there would be 'trevor schumacher', and they could have heated and sun and stuff. yeah, it would be great. besides, wasn't life too short to sit there debating every single detail? she should just pay attention. "yes. they should. else they would be like, deaf from my insane yelling and amazing insults"
[/color] Annie said, laughing again. she wouldn't have yelled at loads of kids, but a few probably would have gotten a ear full if they annoyed her enough. "yeah, thanks for keeping me out of detention, trev"[/color] annie said with a smirk, nudging him playfully again. this was actually quite fun. she'd always be able to churn out the insults as long as he could handle them, and she was pretty sure that he could handle them for a long time. "haha you would pick up on that word"[/color] she joked, seeing him lick his lips. oh good god. why did he have to do that? that made her want to kiss him. that was evil. and tempting. "yeah, and then he decided, ohh instead of on personality, i'll judge on what would look hotter"[/color] she joked with a laugh, shaking her head. that would actually fit... annie laughed and had some crazy mental image of him acting like cassie and he was whining like a girl. ahh good times. "yes, that would be weird, but at least you already have the girly whining down"[/color] annie joked, although his girly scream was fairly creepy. they did get attention in a way that was different to this cassie girl, because they did it by clothes and attitude, not whining and boy love every five minutes. at least with them they got attention for interesting reasons and made people want to talk to them and not hate on them. anyway, where was she? oh yeah. see, even she was hating on cassie and she didn't even know cassie, so god help the people that did and stuff. "no, my craziness rocks, hers sucks"[/color] annie said with a shrug and a smirk. her kind of crazy was better than cassies kind. she would so be able to kick cassie's ass. verbally and physically, because she could do both in her sleep. easily. because cassie sucked. yeah. "well then right now, my home's hogsmeade."[/color] she said easily with a shrug. why was that? was that because she was here? yeah. of course it was. what other reason was there? "but?"[/color] annie asked. she was hopeful that he would at least come back and visit if it was such a good place for him to be and all that. but then that but, it was kind of making her wonder. she wished he would stay. for some unknown reason of course. "yes. maybe. if your lucky and i'm feeling generous."[/color] annie said with a shrug, before laughing again. she did kind of possibly want to try kitchen sex with him because it sounded hot. besides, considering that her first time was in a bed, she was now open to trying some different locations now. such as the kitchen. god that smile was hot. why was he so hot? why could he heat her so easily? this was bad. but oh so good at the same time. "bowing down to me? oh yes, because i'm the queen of awesome and everything?"[/color] she asked, smirking. would they really like, pale in comparison to her or something? that was good, because then he'd not find an american girl that would appeal to him. which for some unknown reason made annie happy. why, she had no idea. annie just put it down to the heat or something. yeah. that clearly was why. "you have? i mean. of course you have. and sure, yeah, because your not lucky that i let you in at all. to my apartment. or..."[/color] she added on, trailing that 'or' off again. these were brilliant for mental images, and his head was probably full of them. she just wished she could see what he was thinking. "me and you"[/color] annie said simply with a shrug, laughing at the grass imagery. that was lolworthy, she'd not heard of that before. she'd have to use that. "mhm, tell me about it. i skipped breakfast"[/color] she said with a shrug. she didn't know what she wanted more, food or sex. annie wanted to know what kind of gift he'd get her. probably something kinky that he could use too, like handcuffs or a whip or something. that would be kind of hot. the handcuffs. not the whip. because that would hurt. yeah. as soon as she thought the words, there they were. "i knew you were going to say that. for gods sake, no whip"[/color] she said, raising her eyebrows and smirking. as hot as it would be to use a whip, it kind of looked painful and kind of degrading. that was why she'd never give oral sex either, that looked kind of degrading too. she wouldn't like the thought of that. "so everyone knows?"[/color] she asked with another laugh at that random sentence. that was weird. the lick of her lips seemed to heat him a little and she couldn't help but smirk at that. okay, so she'd found another thing that heated him. so that was hair, lips, tongue to the roof of his mouth, hands in his hair, let him be dominant. oh god she had a list. she had a list of things that turned trevor schumacher on. this was getting scarier and scarier. annie laughed as he giggled. that was kind of cute. in a dorky, cute way. yeah. that made sense. not at all. not ever. whatever. anyway. "i'll make sure to remember that. and yes, pizza every other day"[/color] annie joked, getting a crazy mental image of them actually living together. this was stupid. why was she thinking this? because they would actually fit well that was why. even if it was only for a few days. they could snuggle and have sex and pancakes every night. no. "i'll try anyway"[/color] she retorted, vowing she'd train him now. "yes. it should. i should ask for a raise."[/color] annie joked with a grin. not that she really did battle sharks, but it would make an interesting job to tell the grandkids about. if she survived long enough to have any, or to meet them. she decided that she wanted kids, but not until she was old enough, and ready, so that time was way way way in the future. she imagined that if she had a girl, it would have her same red hair and her same personality, with the sarcasm and the attitude and the anger issues. it would love to travel, be good at drawing and listen to good music. mainly because she'd influence it's music tastes dramatically. yeah, sounded like a nice kid. but it would be way way way in the future before she got to meet him. "yeah i youtubed. oh god. evil. of course i could pole dance better than her. i own her. i would probably have a good laugh doing that"[/color] annie joked, not knowing if a pole would go well with the furniture. "yes. i pwn them all with my awesome shark fighting skills"[/color] annie joked. with her flexibility actually, she probably would make a great pole dancer. not that this would help her reputation at all. and it would heat him. definitely heat him. "I can't help it if my amazing good looks are so hot they're flammable"[/color] annie joked, shrugging and then laughing again. they had such weird conversations. "I have no idea what look your on about"[/color] annie claimed innocently. she knew exactly what she was on about. "yeah well, you just have to take a risk"[/color] annie said with a shrug on the topic of winging it. she had. "yeah i know how you felt"[/color] annie said. was it possible that she'd felt the same way because of the same reasons? and there it was, her apartment building door. walking through it she climbed up the stairs and walked down the short stretch of hall before reaching her door. she unlocked it with one click of her key and then walked in, throwing the key down on the side table, and turning around to face him with a grin on her face. [/justify][/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED trevor schumacher!STATUS done!LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!NOTE OKAY! THIS ONE IS A LOT SHORTER COMPARED TO THE OTHERS BUT IT'S LATE AND IT'S NOT BAD LOL (: I HOPE IT'S OKAY, I'VE NOT RE-READ IT BECAUSE I'M LAZY. TEAM US!♥ TEAM SAM!♥ TEAM TREVOR♥!COUNT 1577!WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044 ]right here[/url] ![/color] CREDIT emma!?
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 8, 2010 19:38:13 GMT
"Amazing insults? Well, someone is a little full of themselves," he grinned, rolling his eyes slightly. Of course, she was right, she did have amazing insults. They were better than his, so of course they had to be amazing. Sometimes he found it challenging to keep up with her, but that's what made it so much fun. I mean, the truth was, she usually had better insults than him. Most of his consisted of someone's mom or their face, so they would get old after a while. Occasionally, though, he would come up with something new that he hadn't even been expecting, and end up owning someone with his words. Maybe staying near Annie was for his own good, as much as it was the complete opposite. She could have a great influence on him. He could learn to master the art of sarcasm, and store some of her amazing insults for future use on someone else. For some reason, though, he couldn't see Annie yelling at many kids, unless they were complete bags of asses, "Yeah, see, I'm not as bad as some people think. I help people out sometimes," he laughed, enjoying her use of the shortened version of his name. Trev? He liked that, coming from her mouth. The only thing he called her other than Annie was Anniez, but he wanted to have a nickname for her that no one else could use. Annaynay? Or maybe he should just stick with Funny Bunny, and not use it on anyone else. Eh, it was just a nickname, why did he care so much? "Yeah, well, it's a great taste on you," he noted. Ooo, maybe he could go with Cherry Pop. Okay, now he was just getting cheesy and ridiculous, "Yeah, exactly! Because in any other house, the colors would clash and make for an awkward sight. I mean, it wouldn't even be the cool type of color clashing. So, he though, for the good of everyone's vision, he would put you in Gryffindor. But your personality matches it too, anyway, so it all worked out," he explained.
"Hey, that took a long time to master, thank you very much. I should be given more credit for it," he pointed out jokingly. Of course, it just came naturally. Maybe he really was half girl or something, "But I guess I could be your best friend if I was into guys. Then we could talk about guys all the time and stuff," he laughed, "But don't worry, I like females," he added with a wink. His girly scream could top most of the girls, even. He was just that talented, apparently. The scream could come in handy, too, and not just for attention, either, "Her craziness is obsessive and bothersome, while yours is like my kind of craziness.. which is the best king of craziness," he explained with a grin. A random thought struck him, suddenly, on what their kid would act like if they ever had one together. Not like they would, but, it would be one crazy ass kid. But it would be the hottest kid in town, too, with parents as hot as them. It, depending on if it was male or female, would probably dress loudly, have mad sarcasm skills, and just be plain awesome. Everyone would want to be friends with that kid.. Why was he thinking about this? Freaking random and weird, "So when did you get an apartment?" he quested, genuinely curious. He felt a bit creepy, but if he had really stalked her he would have known how long she had been living with her parents, and where that was. Not like he cared or anything.. It was a weird thing to care about. As long as she was sticking in Hogsmeade, though, so would he, "But.. maybe I miss my home and want to go back to it. And maybe the things that I have here are just not enough for me, because I'm a really needy person," he finished.
"Well I'm not usually lucky.." he began, "And.. you're never really all too generous, unless you're in a good mood.." he trailed off, though smirking, "But maybe today is just my kind of day you know? So yeah, I'll keep my hopes up for that kitchen sex," his mind instantly wandered off to the thought of having hot kitchen sex with Annie, and he had to literally shake his head to return to the present, "Yeah, I mean, they have to bow down or I'd threaten to kill them all. With you being their Queen and everything, it's only right," he responded, "But you really are much cooler than all the people over there, so no worries. One day we'll plan a visit together. If you haven't killed me yet by then, or.. like, hate me epically for something I did," he shrugged, biting his lip slightly. Hopefully he wouldn't have to apologize for some screw up he did any time soon. This first one was bad enough, "Well, yeah, I mean, I will admit that I had to try really hard to be let into anything," he chuckled, "But it was well worth it and stuff.. So I'm gonna stick around you, because I didn't go through all of that to screw you once and then be done with it," he added easily. That sounded a little weird, but whatever. Most things he said sounded weird, "I like the sound of that.. me and you. You and me.. yeah," he said, grinning, "I'm sure I could make you something.. or you could just eat me. Either choice is good. Or both, that would be even better," he smirked, winking flirtatiously.
"Fine, I'll save the whip for your next birthday," he laughed, "But, I mean, I'll be a little tasteful, I promise.. like.. Wait, no, I can't tell you! I want it to be a surprise!" he added quickly. Maybe if he made her think he would get her something kinky, then she would be surprised by whatever else he was getting her that had nothing to do with sex. Aw, who was he kidding, everything had to do with sex in one way or another. It wouldn't be a direct relation, though. It would be cool. Maybe some chocolates, too.. Or that ice cream she liked. A whole tub of it, "You better not use that against me.. because I'm not really that ticklish," he added quickly, "But yeah, since I love pizza that would work out fine," he added with a grin, "And maybe one day you make pizza, the next I'll make pizza from scratch, then you'll do the whole pizza thing again," he laughed at the thought. He had never actually made pizza entirely from scratch. It was usually the frozen ones, the take home and bake, or he ordered. Not like they would ever live together anyway. No freaking way in hell, that would just be an entire mess, and cause some serious madness throughout any household in which they lived together in. They'd fight everyday, and probably compete over the bathroom. He'd purposely leave the toilet seat up, and leave his clothes laying all over the place, and his shoes in the middle of the room, "Well, good luck with that," he answered with a laugh. It wasn't something he really ever thought about, so he had no idea if he really did leave it up all of the time or not. Maybe he would start working on that himself, for now on, just because he could. That would be kind of.. weird.
"Or just get a new job. I bet they pay more for battling dragons," he suggested with a grin. They could battle dragons and sharks together, because they were just that awesome. But he'd have to protect her and stuff, because he wouldn't want her getting hurt or anything. Ew, what? It wasn't that bad if she got one or two scratches.. right? Whatever the heck, "Of course you can pole dance better than her. She's a joke and freaks me out and has weird problems. God I'm glad she isn't like, my daughter or something. I'd disown her. Well, first, I'd make sure to not raise my child so they could possibly ever turn out like that tramp," he babbled. Of course, the thought of Annie pole dancing was going to be in his mind for a very long while now, just because it was mentioned. Crap, that truly sucked. He didn't need any more mental images of her doing something naughty than he already had! "I think I need to start wearing sunglasses every time I'm around you. What I'm wearing now isn't working in the slightest. You're just so hot you burn my eyes," he joked. Wow, he could sound like such a cheese curd, but he'd just keep going on and on and on. Wow, he really needed duct tape over his mouth. Like, now. Before he said something even dumber than everything else but together, "Oh, I'm sure you don't," he whined, almost crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly. But he didn't. That would have made him look like a five year old throwing a fit, "I take risks all the time. In fact, Risk-taker is my middle name.. Just kidding, that was beyond lame," he added, laughing awkwardly at his lame attempt at a joke. Sheesh, usually they weren't that awful. He wasn't really sure if she honestly knew how he felt. Nah, she probably didn't. She had no idea. When they were finally at the door of her apartment, he was practically bouncing up and down. That grin she gave him only managed to make him grin even wider, "So who do you wanna do? I mean where do you wanna do it? I mean..." he began quickly, not even realizing what he was saying, "What do you, uh, wanna do? Eat me? I mean.. eat..?" Wow, fail.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 9, 2010 7:01:15 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - - "well what can i say? i know that my lips can do amazing things, and teemed with my awesome fast thinking brain, the insults flow non stop. it's like a freaking fountain of awesome insults"
[/color] annie joked with a laugh. sure, she knew her insults were great, and sure, she knew that in their first encounter not only had she whipped his ass, but she'd slapped it, cut it up and handed it to him on a plate. not literally of course because that would probably just heat him. anything she did heated him. or at least, so far she'd observed that most of the things she did heated him. she had kind of a list going on in her head, of things that she could do to get him all flustered and heated. licking her lips was a great one because she could do it whenever and get away with it, so she'd so love to do that in the middle of a conversation with someone when he was around, and watching her lips. wait. why would he be watching her lips? anyway. but he'd probably drunk from the fountain of awesome insults when she was hanging around him, like his very presence in the room with her was him drinking up her comments and learning from them, because she'd noticed that he was getting better, and one day he'd be lucky enough to get some more insults that hit the 'absolutely freaking amazingly awesome' mark. he had already hit that a few times. she was doing her best to forget his evil insults though, and hoped that this meeting didn't end up the same way. she also hoped that he knew that he was staying the night if they did it. even if she had to do the leg locker curse. okay, maybe not then, but you get the idea. annie never usually didn't yell at kids unless they were being freaking obnoxious and getting continuously in her way. in fact, she usually tried to help kids, like when those slytherin boys were picking on that girl, she'd helped out then. she hated bullies like that, who picked on the shy and the meek. that was why annie was so glad she was so out there, because no one would usually mess with her. sure, she'd get all those insults and whatever, like whore and what not, but she'd learned to cope with them. there were only two times she'd taken them to heart recently. once was when chris called her one, and the other was when trevor had suggested it. both were at times that she was more emotionally vulnerable though, so she wouldn't have been bothered if she was in her normal mood. "see, i knew you weren't all bad. and don't be thinking i yell all the time, only when they get on my nerves. most of the time."[/color] annie joked, laughing. she did help them out more than she yelled at them though, as yelling was only occasional. "well i'm glad you like it. i mean. because it's such a hot flavour and it suits me and stuff"[/color] she added on, not like he was going to be tasting it a lot or anything. yeah. sure. "or maybe you belong in gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart. their daring nerve and chivalry set gryffindor's appart"[/color] annie mimed one of the well known sections of one of the more well known sorting hats speech. she was kind of brave, and she did have daring nerve, but at first annie really hadn't thought she belonged in gryffindor. but now it was her home and no house suited her better. "but yeah, the colours do fit perfectly"[/color] she said with a grin. annie laughed as she had some sort of mental image of hiim going through freaking vocal training to get the pitch and crap like that right. the scream actually was fantastically girly, and it was kind of odd that he was able to do just as good a girly scream as she was. but at the same time, very funny, because they could go out together and- no. just no. walk it off. walk it off. not literally of course, but she kept getting mental images of them two hanging out together regularly, and not just to have sex, which would be odd considering that should she undertake in sex with him tonight, they kind of would be fuck buddies. "yeah you should, i mean it is kind of like, perfection. maybe you should get an award or something"[/color] annie joked, smirking again. it was an impressive impression though. "yeah, well not that i have anything against gay people, but i just can't see us walking around and talking about guys. if you even dared mention that you thought elliott nott was hot, i'd have to hit you"[/color] annie said, laughing at the end, although you could tell that she disliked elliott, although why shouldn't she, after he hurt her. he'd dumped her without giving a good reason, and annie just believed that it was because she wouldn't put out for him. asshat as he was. "of course, because there's only the best for me"[/color] annie joked back, knowing that she was the good crazy. she'd do stuff randomly and let go and have fun. she was the type to walk up a down escalator whilst it was working, and pull faces at a check-out randomly, and shop in her pyjamas, not whine and moan about boys all the time. "well, my parents understood that i needed my own space to cope and crap like that, so they rented this apartment for me at the start-ish of my sixth year"[/color] she said with a shrug. she loved her parents, but they could be so overwhelming and stuff that it was nice to have a space that was her own. plus, it came in handy to escape the bustle of the castle and stuff like that. annie grinned when he mentioned a good mood. she was in a decidedly good mood, after he'd apologised and such. no, kind of before that. when she saw him again. no, that clearly was wrong. after he apologised. yeah, that was better, she preferred that. "well maybe i am in a good mood. you'll have to wait to find out however, because it's not like this is the best setting to...let you know"[/color] annie answered with a smirk, trailing off after that and letting him carry on thinking. kitchen sex did sound fantastic. she wanted to try that now that he'd mentioned it, but was hot and heavy sex possible in the kitchen? and more so, was it hygenic? she didn't want to be like, making food on the counters after, she'd have to clean them first. just in case. they could just, like, do it standing up, against the counter and- she was stopping those thoughts there before she got mental images with parts of memory to enhance them. "yes it is only right, after all, what's the point of being queen if they don't bow down?"[/color] annie joked, doing the regal famous hand waving thing that she'd borrowed from the princess diaries movie. she was so in tune with the muggles that it was awesome to have someone who understood her references and stuff most of the time. with classics of course. annie had a feeling that going to america would be fun. especially if he was there. he could like, show her the sights, take her to some of his favourite places. one of them being his bedroom for a change. wait. what? anyway, ignoring that random outburst and lapse in mental control.. "yeah well i've got to go one day, show them all how to be awesome. just not as awesome as us obviously, because that takes years of practice"[/color] annie joked. did she say 'us'? no. of course she didn't. that was creepy. did he just say she was worth it? oh thank merlin for that! annie had picked up on him saying she wasn't worth it a week ago, and that comment had worried her. but he said she was now, and he sounded like he was telling the truth. that was a good sign. she had to ask though, because she was curious like that. "i was worth it? i mean, cause last week you said i wasn't and then i worried that i sucked and then thought i should like probably join a nunnery and abstain and stuff but yeah, wow."[/color] annie said, but kind of rushed it out, so it was faster than normal. why did she have to open her mouth? "and you want to like, screw me repeatedly?"[/color] she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly. so this was kind of sealing their fuck buddy friendship deal. tidy. when he said 'eat me'. did he mean like, orally? if you get my meaning? because annie didn't do that, she thought it was kind of degrading and that it would probably taste crappy anyway. not that she'd thought about doing it for trevor or anyone else for that matter or anything. wow. or did he just mean, eat him as in, like, jokingly nibble on his arm? "hmm, i'm not sure what would taste better"[/color] annie retorted, playing what she thought to be a safe answer. maybe it would clue her in to what he was thinking about it. he was sticking around till her next birthday? or was he just going to mail it from some obscure place in america as some sort of odd surprise. but then he wouldn't be there to use it and she couldn't see that happening. "will you be sticking around to enjoy it with me?"[/color] she asked, raising her eyebrows and smirking. she kind of wanted him to say yes, because she liked his company. well. no. she liked the little version of hate that they had going on. the trevor and annie version, with the insulting and all that and then the sex. was he joking about it being tasteful? knowing him it would be something related to sex, because for him almost everything was related to sex. wow. she knew him too well, which was kind of worrying and kind of hot at the same time. "ohh i like surprises!"[/color] annie said with a grin. she did. even if she was always curious to what it was, but she stopped herself from finding out beforehand because surprises were part of the fun. if he turned up on her bed covered in whipped cream and yelling surprise, she'd kick him out. and probably let him back in again just because it would be kind of hot. no. wait. no. if anyone should be covered in whipped cream, that should be her, cause it's her birthday and that anyway. why was she thinking about this? she had absolutely no idea. whatever. "sure your not"[/color] annie said sarcastically with a smirk. oh she so was using that against him now. "yeah! We could have pizza for like three days in a row! one question, goodfellas or chicago town?"[/color] annie asked with raised eyebrows. those were the two brands of frozen pizza she usually went for. chicago town did the best thick base pizzas, and goodfellas did stuffed crust. or that's the way she thought it was. she loved both of them, just wanted to know what trevor thought. he was eating it too. metaphorically. because he was metaphorically living with her. in their weird conversation and plan. they couldn't live together, the neighbours would complain about the shouting and then the other noises as they made up. and the librarian, riley matthews, he was her neighbour with his lover, so if she needed help finding a book, she'd have to face him and would go all red and stuff. oh god that would be bad. "thanks, i may need it. i don't know yet"[/color] annie joked, smirking. she'd do it. she'd train him. "yeah, actually that sounds a whole lot more dangerous and exciting. maybe i'll ask my shark baiting boss to put in a trasnfer"[/color] annie joked, having this epic mental image of them battling sharks and dragons together. but she'd keep an eye on him because knowing how much he could lose concentration, he'd probably end up hurt and annie didn't want that. what? some scratches surely would be okay, right? it wasn't like she'd let him die or anything anyway. whatever. "duh. llamas can pole dance better than her. i can do the splits. she can't. i'm like freaking beyonce compared to her. yeah. that made no sense, but whatever. and she does have problems. when i have kids they are never watching hannah montanna. never."[/color] annie said with a shudder at the thought of letting her children watch that crap. like hell, they'd have better taste than that. clearly, because she had awesome taste and so did trevor. not that this had anything to do with anything. clearly. Annie laughed at the sunglasses thing. that was cool. cheesy but cool. she kind of wanted to aww but stopped herself. a goofy grin spread on her face. "i'd offer to give you this pair back but it seems that they've become permanently attached to my body because i love them too much"[/color] annie said with a laugh, that was lolworthy but she literally had hardly taken them off, even pairing them with the most oddest of outfits, like dresses and crap. well. in her mind, because she'd spend most of the week in her pyjamas, looking at the wardrobe and then thinking 'nahh' and then moving on. she just couldn't be bothered to dress most of the week. "trevor risk-taker schumacher? now we both know it's heatsannie."[/color] she said with another laugh. that was better than risk taker, that was kind of lame, but coming from him it worked. that was odd that she thought that. annie smirked and raised her eyebrows with an amused expression as he stumbled over his words. "i can't decide what i want more.. omelettes or.."[/color] annie dropped in another or for mental image purposes and then continued. "pancakes"[/color] she joked, smirking, but moving closer to trevor and looking up at him. kitchen. definitely kitchen. "eat what part of you? your neck? your earlobe? your lips?"[/color] annie whispered, dropping off suggestions of places that she could metaphorically 'eat' because she knew he didn't really mean 'eat' at all. probably. unless his secret was that he was a gingerbread man. 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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 13, 2010 18:11:07 GMT
Well that was the truth. Annie's lips could do amazing things, and they also had an amazing taste. Sure, he was often bummed that her insults could be so much better than his own, but he had to give her props for her skills. He basically failed their first meeting, that had been a complete embarrassment. He just needed to observe and take notes, and soon enough he would be on her level. Well, maybe not completely on her level, but close enough. He couldn't see himself ever being near Annie's excellence. Wow, yeah, he was definitely complimenting her now, "Yeah, you should probably take me under your wing, like as some sort of apprentice or something," he began, "You could teach me your ways of awesomeness, because.. you know, I'm not as awesome. I still need some training in the witty insults and sarcasm department," he admitted. She was already training him, possibly without even realizing it. Of course, he wouldn't use his best and most amazingly harsh insults on Annie.. anymore. They were usually joking most of the time, anyway. He had to save those for people he truly hated. He didn't hate Annie, no. Well, not the hate everyone was used to. It was a different sort of hate. A hate unique only to the two of them. He enjoyed it when she yelled. Well, not always when it was particularly angrily, and at him. Like last week. That hadn't been too good. But sometimes when she yelled, it was hot. He always wanted to watch her yell at someone else and get owned by her awesome insults, instead of being on the receiving end of them. He did like that, too, but sometimes he wanted to see someone else be put through that, "I actually want to see that.. like a stupid little Slytherin. And you completely pwning him with your words or something. That would be epic. Then he'd get scared, visibly piss himself, then run away," he laughed. That would be kind of fun to watch.. especially if it was a Slytherin who got on her nerves. They usually seemed to be the most annoying, "I was actually tempted to rename the flavor cherry to Annie," he joked. Not like he seriously could or anything, but maybe just for himself. Like, he could be eating a cherry pie and be like 'oo, tastes like Annie' or something silly like that, "Obviously battling sharks and dragons and stuff makes you brave. Daring nerve and.. what not," he pointed out, "Then there's me.. who's apparently just and loyal. Patient? Yeah, I don't really see how I ended up here," he laughed, "And I guess Hufflepuff colors sort of go with my hair.." he trailed off with a small shrug.
"It's beyond perfection. I need an amazing award that everyone hears about on the news and stuff and I become famous for my scream," he babbled, not really knowing where he was going with this. No where, of course, he was just flapping his gums again. That's what he did best. Well, one of the things he did best, right? Cause he did a lot of things.. best. Blah. He couldn't help but laugh at this, because the thought of them walking around and talking about men together was just too hilarious, "Oh, Elliot? He is one sexy beast, he is," Trevor joked, purposely of course. Anyone who dated Annie in the past, he hated. No reason, just... a coincidence. Right? Then again, he hadn't hated Elliot until he discovered he had once gone out with Annie. Why would that bother him? Well, at least she hadn't done him or anything.. that was nice. No reason.. it just was. It was good that Annie was.. good crazy, if that made sense. She wasn't clingy, or whiny. Well, she could be whiny, and a little needy here and there, but that was cute. Somehow.. The point being, she wasn't someone who was always some sort of party pooper, "So they rented this apartment for you? Sheesh, lucky. I'll probably have to pay for my own apartment," he laughed, though he knew he could probably borrow money. If it meant him out of the house, even for the summer, he was sure his parents would be all for it. It was strange, though, since you would expect his mother to be crazy obsessed with the fact that he was a wizard, being the paranormal investigator that she was. She was in a good mood. A nice and yummy good mood. A good mood that easily made him in an even better mood. The kind of mood that made him excited for what was to come. Well, you get it. And those words seriously made him want to bounce up and down like a little kid on their.. birthday.. or something.. Maybe Christmas was a better comparison, "We should really hurry to get to a better.. setting.. then. I don't want your good mood to suddenly disappear or something before I get to enjoy it.. even more," he smirked in return, though he was sure the only way she would lose her good mood would be because of something he would say or do. Yeah, it would most likely be his fault because he couldn't control himself. He felt like running to her apartment, now. Why did she have to do that? She needed to control her words so she wouldn't get him heated so easily.
"Yeah, and you can get a crown and everything," he laughed. Somehow, he just couldn't picture Annie wearing a crown. He grinned at her mock wave, though he never understood why they waved like that. Why couldn't they just wave like normal people? They just looked weird waving like that. Was it supposed to be all formal or something? It was just weird. He liked the thought of her one day coming to America with him. That would be beyond awesome. They could go to his house. He could introduce her to his American muggle friends. Gloat about her being his an- Ew, no, no, that was weird. She wasn't his or anything. No, "Even years and years of practice could never make them as amazing as us. Maybe our amazingness is something we're born with," he explained jokingly. It probably was, because no one could even touch their amazingness.Yes, their amazingness. Because even though them alone was amazing, the two of them together was untouchable. He should have been expecting her to bring up what he had said last week. Of course, he hadn't meant it, but it sounded like he had meant every word. He was just all worked up, and he said things that he never would have said. He hated when that happened,
[/b]"Well, I mean, you know, I didn't mean what I said last week, obviously,"[/b] he began, biting his lip slightly. Was she really worried that she had sucked? That was somehow adorable. Ew, "No, you were.. uh, well, awesome. I mean, you didn't suck. I was afraid I had sucked or something.." that also managed to come out slightly rushed. Why did he just admit that he thought he had sucked? That was the dumbest thing ever. Of course he didn't suck, he was him. God, now he sounded all unsure of his abilities. This was embarrassing, "Well, yes.. why would I still be standing here if I didn't?" he chuckled awkwardly. Well, that wasn't the truth.. entirely. He actually liked her company, but why admit to something like that? That would probably end up ruining his well established reputation, or something silly like that, "Obviously I would," he replied easily. Something told him that it would be a little longer before he was actually able to get her to give him a blow job or something along those lines, but in time he was sure she'd oblige. Right now, though, he just wanted to eat her face. Wait, that made it sound weird. Whatever. "Well.. if you want me too," he began, unable to hold back the smirk that quickly took over his lips, "I mean, I don't want to ruin your birthday or anything, but if you do ask me to stick around, then it's technically your fault if anything goes wrong," he explained. Birthday sex would be pretty hot, though. Maybe hotter than regular sex, just because of it's name. The thought of spending her birthday with her was actually a nice one, though. He did have that feeling that he was going to mess it up somehow, though. He hated that. He could see him getting her something like a stuffed shark. Yes, it was cute and friendly and cuddly and.. Ugh. He was such a girl sometimes. But getting her, like, roses and chocolates was beyond awkward. That's what he saw in the movies when people, like, went out with each other and stuff. And flowers were just.. weird in general, "I should give you surprises more often, then." he laughed, "Maybe I could sneak into your apartment and leave gifts on your bed randomly," he laughed. Or maybe himself. In her bed. Waiting. Haha, that thought just sounded funny. He wanted to see how that would work out, "I'm not!" he defended quickly. Oh, goody, "Whichever you'd rather have that day," he responded with a shrug. He honestly liked any type of pizza, and he knew that whatever Annie.. took out of a box and heated up, would be fine. He'd had several different brands of boxed pizza's, and he really wasn't picky. Why were they still going on about this? Not like it was ever going to happen.. ever. So weird, where their conversations could lead to, "Yeah, you'll probably need it," he chuckled. "Yeah, and maybe you should put in a good word for me or something. Help a brotha out, ya know?" he joked. He'd have to be the hero and save her from the extra mean shark who almost kills her. He'd save the day and they'd live happily ever af- Ew. Don't even think about that barf. Why did he always manage to get the stupidest thoughts in his head? "Seeing llamas pole dance would have been much more entertaining than what I witnessed," he laughed. Wow, that would be interesting to watch. Why did he always have to imagine weird stuff she said? To see her do the splits would be very hot, though. He liked the fact that she was flexible. It could come in handy, you know. Wink, wink, "That made sense.. you totally are," he responded with a chuckle, "I'd let them watch Family Guy before they watched Hannah Montana," he replied, even though it was fact that Family Guy would be awful for a child, compared to something on the Disney channel. Whatever, you know. He could do whatever he wanted. It would be his kid, anyway. He liked that goofy grin of hers. It fit. So did every other look and expression she had.. but still. Well, except crying or something. That wouldn't really fit. Anyway, "Yeah, I wouldn't take them from you, anyway, because they almost look better on you," he explained. He did like them on her. And the fact that she wore them a lot was even better. Heatsannie? Oh, that was an extremely hot middle name, "Probably more like Trevor Heatedbyannie Schumacher," he replied with a shrug and a grin. There goes the 'or' again. Why did she have to do that? It heated him. A lot. And so did the visuals that came with it. Oh, yum! [/b]"You really like your breakfast food, don't you? You can always have pizza, too,"[/b] he joked. Sure, it wasn't that far from the morning, and breakfast food was good at any time of the day.. Did she just move closer to him, or did he imagine that? Well, they were alone now. She was whispering, too. That was an ultra heater, when she whispered. It was all seductive-like. He couldn't help but take a step toward Annie, himself, bringing them even closer. Not like they were that far away to begin with, but whatever, "I choose D, all of the above," he whispered back in reply, placing his hands on her hips as he stared down, eyeing her lips like they were a juicy steak. Yummy. He knew that once he started, he probably wouldn't be able to stop. [/justify][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] ATTIRE
[/color] herez! CREDIT SAM !? EXCEPT FOR the lyrics thing cuz i didn't make that. didn't feel like making it lol so that's not mine it's someone elses. just to clarify. don't wanna take credit for that beast. LYRICS never too late - three days grace NOTES SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, HAD ANOTHER BUSY WEEKEND THAT SUCKED. BUT HERE I AM. AND I FINALLY POSTED. HOPEFULLY THIS IS WORTHY, LMAO. I LOVED YOUR POST <3 THEY NEVER DISAPPOINT. EVER. RANDOM TOPICS ARE AWESOME LMAO. YOU RULE TOO HARD. TEAM ANNIE. TEAM EMMA. FTW! xD [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by annie louise carter on Jul 14, 2010 14:59:37 GMT
Just Gonna Stand There And ( watch me burn. well that's alright because )I Like The Way It hurts- - - - - - - - - - Annie knew her lips could do amazing lips. From insults to kisses, they were a jack of all trades, although they had yet to perform oral sex, and she was still hesitant about that too. she'd thought it was kind of degrading and stuff. Anyway, he wasn't talking about those skills because as previously discussed, he'd not known about that from experience anyway. at their little first meeting, Annie had rocked it, kicking his ass verbally of course, and not leaving until she'd won. Ah those were the days! She had been annoyed by him back then too, but she'd been impressed at the same time. He'd come back with some good insults, fair play to him and she'd been mighty impressed with a good few of them. "Yeah, I can do that, although you should probably have been taking notes from the awesomeness times that have passed"
[/color] she said with a grin. did he just compliment her? he'd just complimented her. This was kind of weird. she wasn't used to compliments from him because usually they were insulting each other crazily. Yes, he had started picking sarcasm up though recently, she'd noticed it once or twice and wondered if that was anything to do with her. But why would it be? Clearly she couldn't have had that much of an influence on him? When he mentioned the whole little scenario with the Slytherin kid, she could imagine it in her head, and it made her laugh. she would pick a Slytherin child too, as long as the kid annoyed her enough. She'd serve him up with a nice dealing of epic insults, probably about his house, his family, if he really pissed her off, and also his intelligence. Even if he was a first year, although she didn't usually pick on little kids unless they really got on her nerves. She could imagine it now, and in her head, she fired a whole load of insults his way, laughed at the expression on his face and walked away, still laughing at him to herself. That would have been good because he wouldn't expect that many insults to come from a girl like that in that space of time, and for each one to hit home quite so well. well whatever this imaginary kid did, he sure as hell annoyed her, so he would deserve it. "Actually, I imagine myself walking away, because he's to shit scared to move"[/color] she joked, smirking. honestly though, she wasn't the type to pick on younger kids. She laughed aloud at the renaming thing. "You plan on walking up to some sweet vendor and asking 'can i have an Annie flavoured lolipop' then do you?"[/color] she asked, grinning though. It was kind of sweet. no, it really wasn't. was it? ew. "Yeah I guess I am kind of brave. Patient? really? wow, the hat was wrong, maybe you should have been in Gryffindor too, then we could hang out in the common room and bitch about those annoying first years who would be staring at us because we stand out"[/color] She joked. And he could meet Jayson and chill out with him and Annie, and have a great laugh. That would be good. Why wasn't he? "It must go by colours because your hair and your colour of your house do match"[/color] she joked with a wink. Not that she looked at his hair often, she just clearly knew the shade of it, although that was in no way linked to her wishes that she'd see him, and her constant looking for him. "Yes, news channels across the world should broadcast your epic girly scream so they can all witness the awesomeness of it, and know that you are the king of girly screams!"[/color] she said with a laugh. They really did talk about so much crap, but that didn't bother her, because she knew that she could listen to his voice for hours, no matter what he was talking about, becuase that week without hearing it properly, it had been the worst kind of torture. What? oh god she was going soft, this was ridiculous, this was Trevor. She shook the thoughts from her mind and brought it back to the present, and rested her eyes on Trevor's face. Out of the corner of her eye, she eyed him easily, although she didn't really have to hide it but it was a habit now. She heard the mention of El's name, but she could tell the joking tone. "hmm, I disagree, he used to be, but he lost appeal for me for some reason"[/color] she said with a smirk, rolling her eyes at the end. She knew the reason, and as did he because she'd mentioned El to him before, although she'd not told him why she hate dhim so much. Pretty much though it was because he randomly dumped her, no warning, no reasons, and she was pretty sure that it was probably because she wouldn't put out, or pretty much wouldn't let him cop a feel either. Whatever. anyway, his loss. "Yeah, I think it could be as much for them as it was for me though because now they don't have to worry about leaving me home alone, and all they need is time off work."[/color] she said with a sigh. She had no idea how they'd gotten that, they must have been thinking about Egypt for a while if they booked the time off, so that hurt even more. Whatever, not like she cared. They'd always been more like best friends than parents anyway, she didn't need friends, she needed responsible parents. She wanted someone who would look out for her and tell her not to stay out late, someone who cooked her dinner to be on the table by a decent time, not at like nine o clock in the night. She wanted someone who wouldn't push condoms into her hand and say 'go have a good time', she wanted a mother and a father who would like, threaten any guy that came near her, but they just weren’t her parents. "Well as long as I'm around you, I don't think my good mood, is going anywhere, to be truthful, so we could walk very slowly"[/color] she teased, holding back laughter. As long as he didn't say something awful then she would stay in this good mood, but to be truthful, she felt like bolting to her apartment right now. In a few days she'd be able to apparate. Was that lazy of her? Annie couldn't picture herself wearing a crown, it would distract everyone from the awesomeness of her hair, and she didn't want that. "Hm, I don't think I'd like a crown, it would mess with my hair, maybe I'd just get one of those staff things they carry, so I could poke the kids that get in my way with it"[/color] she joked, smirking at the mental image of that. what was with that wave anyway? Why couldn't they just wave like a normal person would? Did they really have to do that to let everyone know that they were different? That was weird, she didn't like it. Her hand dropped and she stopped waving, her eyes meeting his quickly, and she smiled. She'd love to go to America and see what it was like. She could like, go to his house and see his room, meet his parents maybe, that would be cool, would they like her? Would they hate her? Would they like, throw her out of their house screaming? Maybe she could meet his friends instead of his parents, see what they were all like. She'd have to kick their ass if one tried to hit on her though. She could already pull of muggle life at least, so she could fit in and fake it just as well as him. "you were afraid you sucked? Are you crazy?"[/color] she asked him. Did he honestly worry that he was bad? Trevor Schumacher? Bad in bed? Don't be silly! that sounded like some sort of thing that a crazy person would say! He'd been amazing. She couldn't even describe how happy she'd been with that night. Anyway, before she got thinking about that night even more. "Point. Okay, I'm happy with that. Although you stay the night every time, that's my only condition"[/color] she answered with a shrug. She didn't like waking up and feeling used, and if he didn't stay the night she'd feel used, like some sort of personal whore, and she wasn't having any of that. "Well then, I think I know what I'm going to chose"[/color] She teased, not giving him an answer quite yet, because she'd make that quite clear soon enough. "of course I want you to! I mean, it beats spending my birthday alone, and yeah. And no, I'd still blame you" she joked. She knew that there was always a chance for her birthday to be ruined anyway, and spending it alone, well, yeah, that would suck. She didn't want to be alone on her birthday, it would probably ruin it anyway. They could eat pizza and ice cream, and have a laugh. She could get him hooked to Ben and Jerry's, they could have birthday sex, and all in all the day would be a great one. She didn't think he could mess it up anyway, and her birthday would have been even more ruined had she not run into him now because chances were she'd have spent the whole day, missing hi- his insults. because their little verbal battles were just so much fun. Yeah. hiS verbal battles with her. Not any other letter, definitely an s. Yeah. The thought of walking in to find random surprise gifts on her bed was actually quite cute, and she wouldn't mind it. But then wasn't that like, something that happened in cheesy movies when people were dating, and then the guy would have a key to the house or whatever so he didn't have to climb in through the bathroom window? "yeah, clamber on in through the bathroom window some time, it would be a lovely surprise" she joked, laughing slightly as she got some random mental image of him getting stuck in the window and her having to help him out of it. It would be funny though, something to tell the grandkids. WHAT? ew. her grandkids. not his AND hers. obviously she wasn't thinking that. She just raised her eyebrows and laughed a little at his protests, tickling under his chin again. Sure he wasn't. "hmm, I like that, that's a good answer"[/color] she said with a grin. She usually kept a nice mix of them anyway, so she was covered for whatever she fancied. why were they talking about this anyway? It wasn't as if it would ever happen, even though actually, it didn't sound that bad, they seemed to be able to compromise with pizza at least. "Well then, I've got it if I need it"[/color] she retorted, laughing. What another odd conversation. "Yeah I can do that, I'll tell him that your hella talented and you've got all kinds of mad skills. Sound like a plan?" She asked, smirking. It would be so cool if that actually was their job. They could work together and get great at teamwork and stuff, because they would be just that awesome, and then they'd be the most kick ass shark baiters that the world had ever seen, and they could look out for each other, and she'd kick any sharks ass who tried to kill him, and it would all be good. "Yeah, I mean, seeing her do it, that was just sick."[/color] she said, although couldn't help but laugh at the mental images of llamas pole dancing that were now flooding her mind. She'd actually not mind learning to pole dance, but it would be for exorcise and private use only of course, and she'd keep it on the down low as it would just fuel her 'whore' reputation. Maybe she'd look into classes. She was already flexible enough for it, and she had amazing upper body strength because of the beater bat, and awesome lower body strength because she had to hold the broom steady without holding it some times. anyway. "Oh, thanks. And yeah I know, I'd rather put south park on than let them watch that girl. If they started walking around singing the hoedown throwdown i'd want to murder them"[/color] she said chuckling. She hated that song. that and stupid party in the usa. It was so annoying! And her parents actually liked that song. she was like. please. no. "That's because they go so well with my hair"[/color] she said with her goofy grin. and with her personality too. She loved those glasses, they were like a part of her now. "ohh i like that, that's good. And I'm glad"[/color] she admitted with a wink. She was glad that he was heated by her, because this whole thing would suck if he wasn't. "Yeah I do. Pizza's good though, Pizza for breakfast is epic"[/color] she said with a grin. She used to love eating dominoes for breakfast, but they didn't deliver to Hogsmeade for some reason...anyway. when he took a step closer, her heartbeat jumped a bit. his whisper was heating her, it was all seductive and personal. She loved it. she could do that. work her way through the list. "You asked for it."[/color] she breathed back, stepping closer and pressing her lips to his neck, sucking at the skin slightly, her hands moving around his neck. She had to stand on tip-toes to reach. this wasn't fair. [/justify][/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED trevor schumacher!STATUS done!LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!NOTEEPIC POST AS ALWAYS SAM! OF COURSE IT WAS WORTHY, EVERYTHING YOU WRITE IS WORTHY, I JUST HOPE MINE IS JUST AS GOOD FOR YOU! TEAM SAM!&HEARTS; TEAM TREVOR♥!COUNT 2292!WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044 ]right here[/url] ![/color] CREDIT emma!?[/quote]
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 15, 2010 20:24:02 GMT
Slowly, yet surely, he was becoming accustomed to her ways. The times he had been around her were, although sometimes disappointing, always rewarding. Even though he may have lost their first verbal battle, he still gained experience from her. Did that sound weird. Then the second meeting was the same, and he was even invited into her home. That went very rewardingly, until the next morning when he had screwed it all up. It was okay, though, because he had fixed it. Or, so it seemed, "I have been taking several notes.. but they're all locked away inside my head," he replied smoothly. That line was overused by him, since he would use it very often with teachers when they asked why he wasn't taking notes on the current subject. Usually he was lying, because he was normally spaced out and trying to distract other people in class, but this time he was mostly serious. All of her actions and words went into his memory.. well, most of the good ones he could remembered, at least. He may have used sarcasm in the past, but even he could tell he was using it more often, and the only reason was because of Annie, as much as he hated to admit that fact. It was a fact, yes. See, he was getting better at agreeing with things he hated but knew were true, "But, I'm sure you're learning some of my own awesomeness, too," he added. He was sure that he wasn't the only one going through this. She probably found herself doing things he would normally do, or saying things only he would say. Like 'your mom' and 'your face' jokes, or something like that. Kind of like the awesome freaking shirt he was wearing right now. Yeah, they were probably changing each other in little ways. Ew, change. Eh, no big deal. It was only a little change, not drastic or anything.
Trevor knew that he honestly wouldn't feel too bad for the kid if he was an arrogant Slytherin who thought he was better than everyone else. It would be enjoyable to watch if the kid really deserved the verbal beating. He knew, though, that Annie probably wouldn't yell at someone for no reason. Especially not young kids. He had managed to see her nice side, which he thought she didn't have, until he realized that she was just an ass to him because she 'hated' him. After they had gotten to know each other just a bit more, it turned in to more of the playful arguments. They were still terribly enjoyable, though. He couldn't help but randomly let a huge grin spread across his face, his mind floating back to that bathroom incident again. Every time he thought about it, it made him want to laugh. It was strange, how they had come from such a horrible place, to where they were now. It was fun to go for the things you were sure you could never have, then end up getting them. I mean, he really never saw that coming, but he shouldn't underestimate his charming skills, "If I was him, I'd run only because I'd be scared there was more to come," he responded with a laugh. Ooh, that sounded like a great idea, "Yeah, I'll probably do that tomorrow at Honeydukes. And I'll have them figure it out themselves, no matter how long it takes," he added with a grin, "Yeah, I actually wanted to be in Gryffindor. It seemed more.. I dunno, me, I guess. But whatever. The hat was a bitch. But it's all over now so I don't really mind," he added with a shrug. He had always thought he belonged in Gryffindor more so than Hufflepuff, but if he had been in Gryffindor, where would him and Annie be now? They would have known each other earlier on, being in the same house and stuff. Why would he care, though? He didn't, no, not at all. He nodded, "Yeah, that's what I figured out," he agreed, "I mean, it's the only way to explain it. I'm not even close to huffle..tastic..puffish," he babbled.
"I'd be the most famous person.. ever. More famous than Michael Jackson ever was. When I die, there would be an even bigger ceremony for me, and it would be on network television across the world and it will be freaking amazing," he explained his strange thoughts out loud. There he went again, going on about something that made absolutely no sense. Because that's what he did. It was comforting, to be able to talk about the most random of things with someone. He honestly had no one else he seemed to be able to do this with. That was weird. They were more alike than he thought, actually. I mean, unless she was absolutely sick of him, but too nice to admit it out loud. Nah, she'd take the first opportunity to bash on how annoying he was being. Yeah. He just enjoyed her company, as weird as that was. He wasn't able to talk like this to many people, so it was oddly comforting, "It's obviously because you've seen what an actual attractive man looks like... me, I mean," he told her, laughing, "And so then you realized that he was like a pile of poo compared to me, and didn't find him attractive anymore because I overshadow him," he added playfully with an innocent shrug. He was just throwing that out there, to see if she would agree. Of course, if she did, she'd be sarcastic about it, like usual. Because she sucked like that. He honestly didn't know Elliot that well, but had heard about him in rumors, or truthful stories, that would float about the school. Great, the thought just struck him that he wasn't going to be getting much Hogwarts gossip anymore, now that he had left. The Hog's Head rarely attracted Hogwarts students, so he wouldn't hear much except for creepy stuff. Eh, he'd probably just here anything juicy that happens from Annie. Because they were going to 'hate' each other forever, so they would always be in eachother's life, right? Yep, pretty much.
With her sigh, he could tell that this had to be affecting her in some way. He knew the feeling. Well, he used to, "I gave up on my parents a while ago," he began bitterly, "It's easier that way," he added with a small shrug, as if he didn't really care. He did care, he just didn't want people to know. It was one of his weaknesses that he kept hidden. He hated the fact that he no longer had a good relationship with his family. He, honestly, blamed it on magic and Hogwarts. Being a muggleborn wasn't the only reason he would choose muggle over wizarding folk. He wouldn't tell Annie that, though. He wasn't a very sensitive or emotional person. He usually built some sort of wall around that sort of stuff. How could she say that, when he was the one who had ruined her good mood last week? He was a ruiner of good moods, especially hers. He just felt the need to ruin it for some sick, twisted reason, "I'm not a big fan of doing anything slow," he explained. He didn't think he could go any slower, only because the thought of her apartment being not too far off excited him. And heated him, of course. The slower they went, the longer it took to get there, and the slower he could move on to more exciting activities, obviously. Then again, he liked her company, as stated before, and he wanted to enjoy the time he was spending with her. Ew, seriously? No. He just wanted to do her, that was it. This was just torture, up to that point.. yeah. Ugh.
"Yeah, I don't think a crown would really go with your whole look," he admitted, pretending to inspect the top of her hair, "It would totally throw everything off," he added in a serious tone. Anyway, she would seem too girly with a crown on the top of her head. He liked her just the way she was. Ew, that sounded cheesy, "And, poking people is a hell of a lot more fun," he admitted with a laugh. Poking was something he enjoyed doing a lot of. Mostly because it annoyed people, and it was just entertaining. Why did he get this weird feeling when their eyes met? Ew, that was weird and he didn't really like it that much, "Well, I mean, I knew I was good I just.." he trailed off awkwardly, then grinned at her. Why get all worked up about it? They were both awesome, and it was worth all the trouble he went through. And, obviously, he wanted more, or he wouldn't be walking to her apartment with her right now, right? "That's not too bad," he began. He actually didn't mind staying until morning, maybe even make her breakfast every morning or something. Just, hopefully, he didn't screw it up again. He had to work on controlling some of the things that just escaped his mouth without proper thought. Why did she always have to leave him guessing like that? Evil and teasing, "Well, it better be me," he replied with a small smirk. He didn't think he'd be able to survive if he didn't 'get some' by the end of the day. So she really wouldn't mind him spending her birthday with her? He liked that, for some reason, "Well that's.. that's cool. Yeah," he babbled, "And of course you would," he added with a laugh. He just needed to stop doing stupid things and saying stupid stuff. Yeah, it sounded like an easy task, but it was harder than one would think. It would be a fun-filled day full of awesomeness. Wow, that was an exciting thought. That day would be awesome.. hopefully.
"It's the best going in through the bathroom window," he responded, "Because, for all I know, you could be in there taking a shower or something. That would be totally hot," he explained. It would be. Then he could just join her or something. Oh yeah, that'd be hot. He swatted her hand away playfully that she had tickled him with, then stuck his tongue out at her. Great, he was sure she was going to use that against him now. Soon, he would get his revenge, "Yeah, I usually give good answers," he replied lamely. Yeah, that made no sense, but whatever, "And other.. good.. things.." he trailed off, managing to confuse himself. Great. They were freaks, but the good kind. It was like they were made for each other. Ew, God, no. That was completely wrong and stupid and just.. dumb, "Totally, then we could work together!" he replied excitedly with an enthusiastic nod. Oh, how he wished that could be weird.. sort of. They would make an awesome shark and dragon fighting duo, "I really do think I was scarred for life," he explained, "I'd have rather seen my mom do it than her," he added. Okay, well, not entirely. Seeing his mom do that would have been a little more awkward. Now llamas pole dancing was worthy enough to sell tickets. They'd just have to train them to pole dance, first, then sell the tickets to an event, then they'd make tons of money to go toward that mansion in the hills of Canada, "Yeah, I'd like for my kid to go around saying 'giggity' rather than 'sweet niblets'," he laughed. Okay, well, that may be a little too much for a youngling. He didn't want their mind to be tainted so early in their life. He'd rather his kid not end up too much like himself, "But the Hoedown Throwdown is catchy, and has an epic dance!" he joked in defense.
"Yeah, colors all over the place really work for you," he laughed. Oh, that was a hot wink. It heated him. She heated him. Yes, "Yeah, it is good, and you should be glad," he responded simply, since there was nothing more to say on the matter, "Pizza is good for breakfast.. as long as it's heated up," he began. Mini-story time, "One time my friend left a pizza box out overnight and when we woke up and walked past it, he reached in and grabbed one and just ate it.. cold.. and all nasty. Like, at least heat it up. Gross," he told her. He hated cold pizza. Who could possibly like it? And that had been sitting out all night, so it probably had bad bacteria all over it or something. Anyway, back to what really mattered. Annie. Or, you know, whatever. Why did she have to be so irresistible? It really was unfair. And she had to know what she was doing, too, and the effect it had on him. Tragic, really. Why couldn't he be able to do that as well as she did? The kitchen, that's where he wanted to go. He couldn't help but smirk, realizing she was on her tiptoes to accomplish this task. He moved his hands up from her hips, to both side of her head, and pulled her away from his neck. Damn, he liked that, but there were things that needed to be done, "I know a way to make you feel taller," he smirked, teasing her height as he took her hand and tugged her into the kitchen. A counter. Sweet. Awesome. Now. He turned toward Annie, and without even giving a warning, his hands were on her waist and he easily lifted her up so she was sitting on the counter top, "Does this help with your dwarfism?" he joked quietly.
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[/color] herez! CREDIT SAM !? EXCEPT FOR the lyrics thing cuz i didn't make that. didn't feel like making it lol so that's not mine it's someone elses. just to clarify. don't wanna take credit for that beast. LYRICS never too late - three days grace NOTES OF COURSE IT WAS, EVEN BETTER LOL! BECAUSE YOU OWN THAT EPICLY. DON'T FEEL LIKE READING IT OVER LOL, HOPE NOT TOO MANY ERRORS. WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER <3 TEAM ANNIEZ! TEAM EMMAZ! xD I LOVE TEAMS. [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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