love the way you lie, TREVOR !?

[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

I Like The Way It hurts
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Annie would admit that she was getting more and more accustomed to having Trevor around, and she'd even started to be influenced slightly by him. For instance, she often found some choice words of Trevor's forming in her mouth. She'd use 'so's your mom' and 'so's your face' as her fantastic comebacks when she couldn't be bothered to think of anything else, and she'd even started to use 'that heats me' as a regular response, although usually it was only to something that reminded her of Trevor. how bad was that? Don't answer that, it wasn't bad at all. Of course not. Anyway, as far as she was concerned, it wasn't a bad thing because the things that she'd picked up were excellent sayings. She'd also re-started using the 'that's what she said' joke, as they'd talked about it, and now it had become an automated response to anything that sounded remotely bad. She so used to say that in lessons, or at least something along those lines. Her response to teachers who were asking her about her notes was usually 'I'd like to be able to tell you that I have an amazing memory, and therefore everything you say, and everything that I read sticks in my mind, and that it's all filed away nicely.' that way, she wasn't lying, because she would have liked to be able to tell them that she had an amazing memory that allowed her to remember everything that they said and that she read, but she couldn't because she didn't, although most teachers didn't pick up on this nice little bit of wording, which was a shame for them and a great thing for her. She had known though, especially now, that her sarcastic nature had sunk easily into his, and he'd also been influenced a little by her, as he now employed sarcasm almost as much as she did, even though he always used to complain about her sarcastic responses, and now he couldn't because he was using it just as much. "Good because I don't tend to repeat myself with insults, I just keep fresh ones coming"

[/color] she said with a smirk. She could too, but it all depended on the person, the situation and what had been said already, because she usually found a way to turn their remarks into something witty that she could use against them.

Annie would never really shout at someone for no reason. She'd only do it to people that she thought she had a good reason to. For instance, if she saw some Slytherin kids picking on some first year, when they were like third years or whatever, she'd step in and yell at them to get lost, and pick on someone that didn't have something better to do than take their shit. As far as any other reasons, she'd thought she had reason to shout at Chris. Whether she really did or not didn't really matter anymore because what happened did happen, and she couldn't change it, and neither did she want to. Sure, she thought sometimes about where they could be if she'd not ended it, but they probably would have ended it for some other reason anyway, because as much as she used to believe it, they really weren't good together. He couldn't keep up with her insults like Trevor could, and frankly, he just wasn't as hot. Not to mention the fact that she secretly enjoyed Trevor's company a lot more than she enjoyed Chris' company. Yes, indeed, from their first meeting Annie had known that there was something intriguing there, even if she hated to admit it because he seemed such an up himself asshole. Now, it seemed, she was slightly wrong, because he wasn't up himself, and he didn't have an ego, he was just confident, but it didn't seem as though he was as confident as he made out, although Annie was too nice to say something like that to him because she didn't want him to get all mad and leave. not when she'd just got him back. Ew. what kind of thought was that? that was weird. whatever, anyway. His smile made her smile, she just couldn't help it, it really was infectious! it was like, whenever he smiled she just wanted to grin too. weird. whatever. "He'd have to un-freeze himself from the shock though. A lot of people don't realise that I can talk the talk and walk the walk, forgive my use of that crappy saying"[/color] she joked, smirking. A few people in the past had doubted her mad skills, but she'd slated them and left them completely open mouthed, because they didn't expect her to be able to look as if she could hand them their asses, and actually be able to do it without laying a hand on them. But she so could. "That would be freaking funny, I'd have to be there to see their reaction"[/color] she said, laughing as she had the mental image of Trevor arguing with them that there totally was an Annie flavoured lollipop. that would be lolworthy. what was she, inviting herself into his life now? Ew. no, they needed space too of course. she had other friends. friends that she wasn't fucking. "Crappy, you could have been in the same house as me! I could have introduced you to Jayson and stuff, I think you'd like him"[/color] she said with a grin. Trevor did suit a Gryffindor. stupid hat. if he'd been placed in her house, where would they have been now? but then, the colour yellow looked good on him so, whatever. "Exactly, and you do rock the colour yellow"[/color] she said with a shrug, smirking. she couldn't deny it, he did look hot in yellow.


"Yeah you would, and I'd be there, like, doing interviews and bragging about how I was one of the first to hear that girly scream perfected. In fact, I obviously was the first"[/color] she said with a laugh, sarcasm thick there in that last bit. She knew she probably hadn't been but still, she was going to say whatever she wanted, it wasn't like any of this would happen anyway, and if he was famous, she'd hope to be a bit more than....what? A bit more than what? Some insane person who wasn't thinking straight, that was clearly what. Anyway, before she lost her mind even more, she had to move her thoughts on. Even though she knew this was never going to happen though, and this whole conversation made no sense, it was nice to be able to randomly talk with someone about whatever, and just joke about something completely crazy, because it was a good laugh. There was no one else that she could really do this with. Maybe they did have a little bit more in common. It wasn't like she was sick of him either anymore, and she knew that because if she was, she blatantly would have told him about it with a well thought out string of insults, letting him know that he could get lost. in less nicer terms of course. "oh of course it was! And the fact that he was a complete asshole had nothing to do with it!"[/color] Annie returned sarcastically, grinning though, as he knew she was joking. He of all people knew that she thought that Trevor was attractive, and he was most definitely more attractive than Eliott Nott. That shrug was hot. was that weird? Whatever, he was hot. There was no doubt in Annie's mind that he had heard of Eliott at least, because everyone at Hogwarts had, and of his reputation too. She couldn't lie to herself and say that her parents leaving randomly like that hadn't pissed her off, because it had, and sometimes she did wonder if they cared about her at all. After all, you couldn't up and leave someone that you really cared about without a word or a personal goodbye, could you? She couldn't, so why could they? But Annie knew in her heart that they loved her, but they had never lost their sense of adventure. Shame on them really, but she didn't care, she was happy where she was. He was bitter about his parents, it was easy to tell that by his tone. "I know they love me, but their sense of adventure takes over, and BAM, I get left behind."[/color] she said with a shrug. She wouldn't admit it, but she felt rejected, and that was why she hated it so much, because she hated that feeling.

"then I think I saw your van around once, it had 'faster faster faster' written on the side of it. i thought it was highly amusing, especially considering that the van was for Virgin media"[/color] she explained, laughing at the irony there. Whoever designed that van deserved a high five, what was the bet that they got an excellent laugh out of it too. Annie would have had she been the designer, and she would have wondered how many people would pick up on the reference there. She didn't particularly want to take her time to get to her apartment though, because she was once again very interested on what they would get up to as soon as they got there. Where would they go this time? What would it be like now it wasn't her first time, but her second? Would it still hurt? Would it hurt as much? Would it be even more amazing? She didn't think that one was possible, although without the pain, that answer would be a resounding yes. "no it wouldn't, it would take the attention off my hair, and that would never be good."[/color] She joked, laughing as he checked out the top of her hair. That was lolworthy. They did get on to the randomest topics. "Tell me about it. the best to annoy someone has got to be poking them and then pretending like you didn't do anything, and acting completely normal. That's epic, they get really frustrated, especially if you can convince them it wasn't you. I once had someone checking out of the corner of each eye randomly for half an hour, ready to catch who was doing it, i was nearly doubled over laughing but I managed to keep a straight face. It was epic"[/color] she explained, remembering that day. It had been at lunch, and had carried on through to the common room. Ahh good times good times. She loved that day, it was just so funny. "Yeah. I know what you mean"[/color] she said with a grin. It was clear then that they were both awesome, and neither of them really needed to get worked up about it. He wasn't good. he was awesome, but he'd gone for good, why? That was odd. Whatever. "Good, because as I said before, I don't want to wake up in the morning with you gone, I'd feel used."[/color] she murmured that last bit. Used and rejected, and like a whore. how bad a combination was that? And as long as he could control his mouth, it should be all good in the future. if he screwed it up again, she wouldn’t be happy, but a part of her knew that as long as he apologised, she'd accept it and forget anything bad happened, again. "maybe it is, or maybe not"[/color] she answered simply with a wink and a small laugh. ahh, leaving him guessing was so much more fun than telling him outright. "Yeah, it's cool."[/color] she said with a grin. Well that day would be a lot more awesome than she thought then!

"well if I am, you know what to do, right?"[/color] she asked suggestively, knowing that when he answered she was going to simply supply an innocent answer like, pass me the soap and get out or something, although he was probably thinking about joining her. That wouldn't be so bad, maybe they could shower together one day, see how that went, that would be interesting. she smirked when he swatted her hand away, and she knew she'd so use that against him whenever she could, but chances were that he'd end up finding her ticklish spots on the outside of her body. One was on the roof of her mouth, the other was her lips, if someone ran their hands over them lightly, and her other ticklish spot was her sides. She knew it was an obvious one for a load of people so she'd managed to be able to stop herself from giggling unless they tickled it excessively. He would so be the type to do that though, wouldn't he? Whatever. She was going to let that good answer thing slip, with a simple raise of her eyebrows. He usually had good answers or retorts, but it seemed he was lacking for that one, although it was a really simple thing really, so there could be no fantastic and witty retorts. Not even she could think of a better one, and we all know how good she is. "Yeah! And we could totally look out for each other, watch each other's backs, so like, if a shark came my way you could so let me know so i could kick it's ass, pronto"[/color] she said with a grin. this would be so awesome if it was real. was that excitement and enthusiasm? Oh, that was cool. They would make awesome work partners though, she trusted him, as odd as that was, so she could trust him to keep an eye out for her, and she'd do the same for him. "yeah me too, but I don't think I'd go as far as to say I'd rather watch my mom pole dance. I'd rather do it myself than have to watch her do it"[/color] she said with a smirk. actually, it seemed like good exorcise. She'd pay to see llamas pole dance though, just to see how they would manage it. "Yeah true that, although I would love to kick it old school and play them Scooby doo. Jeepers"[/color] she said with a laugh, putting on her best velma impression right there at the end. that was lolworthy, but scooby doo kicked ass. "no. just. no."[/color] she returned, laughing. she would never say that, that song was awful.

"Yeah so I've heard, I mean I've heard that a mix and match of varying colour fitted my personality fitted me nicely."[/color] she said with a grin. Each part of her personality was a little different, and it did kind of stand out like a different colour, but in general they all fitted so well together that she couldn't disagree that lots of colour suited her, because that would be like saying that her personality didn't suit her, and it really did, because if her personality didn't suit her, that would make no sense. Whatever. Anyway, she wasn't going to respond to that, but she was determined to have the last word on it, so she had to say something. "Yeah, I am glad. I'm like, rainbows and bunnies glad"[/color] Annie said, throwing in a random comparison for the hell of it. She liked doing things for the hell of it, as for the hell of it was fun. You wouldn't know what was coming until that very moment, and it always made things more spontaneous and awesome, because planning took the fun out of things. She didn't do plans well, as you could probably tell by now, but she felt the need to point that out anyway. She just preferred to go with the flow and see where that got her. "Eww that's disgusting! No! You stick it in the microwave or something at least, you can't like, just eat it cold like that. Did he even cover it over or whatever?"[/color] she asked, pulling an 'ew' face. You had to heat it up, cold pizza was like, blasphemy. When she felt his hands on her face, she was about to pull away and tell him that he didn't get lips yet, they were last on the list, when he started to speak. What was he thinking about? "I don’t need to feel taller. Good things can come in small packages you know"[/color] she said, rolling her eyes but smirking all the same. She let him take her hand and gave it a little squeeze as she followed him into, ahh, the kitchen. She was wondering when he'd try and get her in here. Without a word, she felt his hands on her hips, and the next thing she knew, she was sitting on the counter. "it's not dwarfism, it's Annie-ism, now stop picking on my height and get over here"[/color] she whispered, pouting. Annie shifted closer to the edge and grabbed a nice hold of his waist, pulling him closer so that her legs were on either side of him, and her lips could re-locate that spot on his neck. what was next on the list? oh yeah, earlobe, she'd work her way up to that soon enough.
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[trevor anthony schumacher]

So it wasn't like Annie was influencing huge choices in his life or anything. It wasn't like she was completely changing him or something awfully drastic like that. No, he was still the same old Trevor, right? I mean, he felt the same.. sort of. Actually, no, he didn't. Like the last week, without Annie. That was horrible and stupid, and he never wanted to have to go through something like that again. Then the fact that he came back to Annie, anyway, even though he'd already screwed her once. He never did that. He hadn't even been with someone else since her. He actually didn't want to be with someone else. Not right now, at least. That was wrong, this was all just wrong! It felt as if Annie was tying him down without even realizing it. Which didn't make any sense, because it wasn't like they were in some sort of relationship or something, "That's something I would have to work on," he began, "I mean, I repeat my insults, but usually they're to different people. It would be stupid if I said the same insult to the same person more than once," he explained, "I've probably done it before, but whatever. And not just the 'so's your face'. I'm talking about the good ones that deserve awards.. though I don't have too many of those," he laughed. If someone had told him that this is where they would be on that first meeting in the bathroom, he wouldn't have believed them. I mean, she seemed like someone who was pretty set on hating him, and would never even think of letting him near her. She was very hard to get through to, as well. So, of course, he felt a bit cocky at how he had been able to 'win her over', if you wanted to call it that. She even would smile genuinely at him from time to time. Now that was something he never thought could have happened. He was set on thinking it would be smirks and glares for eternity. He couldn't imagine a first year going through the same treatment he had gone through, minus the slight teasing, and be able to make it out alive, "Yes, well, I learned my lesson the hard way," he responded with a grin at the memories. He shrugged slightly, seriously considering doing something like that. He would, it wasn't that big of a deal for him to ask for an Anniepop or an Annie flavored lollipop, or something like that, "Well, you could join me if you really wanted to see it happen," he chuckled.

He was pretty sure he had heard of and seen this Jayson character before. He knew pretty much everyone at the school, except for the younger students, so it wasn't that surprising, though he may not know him personally. What was so special about him? Why couldn't her Gryffindor pal be a girl? How was that so hard to achieve? Not that he cared or anything. No, he wasn't jealous. Or possessive. Or anything like that. He didn't do those kind of things, "Yeah, huh, maybe, maybe not," he responded casually, failing to keep the slight distaste for this Jayson kid out of his tone. What was his problem? He didn't even know the guy and he already didn't like him? This was stupid. He needed to fix himself. It wasn't like the color yellow brought out his eyes or anything, but it was bright, and he liked bright colors, "Yeah, I'd have to agree. Though hot pink would have been better," he joked. Yes, he also rocked the color pink. That, he knew well, which was why he had several articles of clothing that were pink. Real men wore pink, you know. He had used that scream before, yes, but letting Annie feel like she was the first to hear it perfected was sort of humoring, "Uh-huh, yeah, because I totally didn't scream like a girl before that day I met you," he responded, returning the sarcasm, though grinning. Yep, there was that sarcasm. See, it must have been contagious or something. Like her laugh. And her smile. Ew! Sure, he didn't know Elliott too well, but he had heard about him, and the things he heard that Elliott did reminded him slightly of himself, "Well, you know, I bet he's kind of like me if you're calling him an asshole. Because, you know I'm an asshole. The coolest one around," he joked with a laugh. Maybe he was the nicest asshole? That was a weird and random thought.

Trev could easily tell that Annie's relationship with her parents was better than his with his own. She also seemed like she didn't want to lose it, either, unlike he had done. Sure, he regretted it from time to time, but what was done was done, and he couldn't go back and change it, as much as he might want to, "Well, tell them how you feel or something," he began simply. Better said than done, he knew. He hated talking to his own parents about anything. And why was he coming off sounding like some creep counselor? He normally never helped people with their problems, it just seemed too strange for him. Instead of comforting people when they were down, he would normally try to just make them laugh with a funny joke or something, to try and lighten the mood. He was horrible when it came to comforting people, or helping them, and he felt awkward when he tried to do it. He couldn't help but laugh at her ironic van joke. That was weird, but funny. See, she always had a way of making him laugh. He liked a girl with a sense of humor, especially if it managed to be as strange as his. Not like he liked Annie or anything. I mean, he liked her, sort of, but he hated her. It wasn't like he liked her, liked her. God, he was sounding like a twelve year old now! "I wish that van was mine. That's totally me," he chuckled. They were almost there. Just a little bit farther.. he could manage, "Yeah, because the attention would be more aimed at your head, and the crown resting on top of it, more so than the flaming hair particles that rested beneath it," he pointed out, grinning once more. His cheeks were going to hurt by the end of the day if he kept up these facial expressions! "Yes, or the opposite shoulder tap, which is similar to poking," he explained after hearing out her story. He loved when people would whirl around to look behind them, toward the side they had been poked, but you were really on the other side. Yeah, they could totally go around poking people! They'd be unstoppable. Too bad they wouldn't be able to do it in the great hall, since he wouldn't be going to Hogwarts anymore. That sucked. But only a little. Instead, they could go around Hogsmeade poking people. Awesome.

Good, she knew what he meant. Well, this still felt a little awkward to be talking about this. But, at least she seemed okay with what had gone down. great, so they were both epic, now moving on. Wouldn't what they were doing now make her feel used, anyway? I mean, he was only here because of the sex. Well, that's what he told himself, though he knew that wasn't the complete truth, "How long into the morning do you want me to stay? After breakfast? Maybe stay for a couple more rounds, or all day?" he asked jokingly. If it made her happy, though, he would stay. Just, perhaps he should tape his mouth shut so he didn't say something stupid again. No point in ruining a good time because of some silly, yet harsh, words. Did she mind what they were doing? Was she fine with.. just.. this? Did she care at all? Why was he asking himself these questions? It's not like he cared if she cared or something, right? I mean, this was all they were and nothing more. It's not like he would want to be anything more, either, because he didn't do that and had never tried that. It was scary and stupid and dangerously dumb. He needed to stop thinking about this crap, because it was starting to bother him. Why did she always have to do that? Then add one of those winks with her statement? That heated him. It really did. Yes, he did know what to do. But, wait, was this a trick question or something? "Join you!" he blurted out before he could think of something more intelligent. Of course, he would do that if that was the case. It wasn't like he was lying or something. Showering together would be beyond hot. Maybe he could make it some personal goal of his to have sex in every possible place, and in several different positions. Yes, he thought about these types of things. Like, in the bathroom, the kitchen, on the couch, over a table, maybe in an office, in the sand at some beach.. though that one would probably be uncomfortable, with the sand and what not. Whatever, he would do it. He was determined, and his mind was set. They already had the bedroom crossed off the mental list, "If a shark came your way I probably would warn you, then jump in heroically and save you or something by knocking the shark out. It would be dramatic and epic. We could film this happening, put it in slow motion, and add dramatic music," he laughed, actually visualizing this. Weird.

"I'd rather you do it yourself, too, so I can watch," he smirked with a wink. One day, if he was lucky, he would persuade her to treat him to something like that. Maybe a lap dance or something. That would be hot. Everything would be hot, really, "Scooby Doo is more ancient than anything else in the world," he laughed. He hadn't watched Scooby Doo himself in forever. That was a pretty good impression there, though, "You should pole dance to that song," he joked, though that wouldn't be very sexy. No, he knew Annie would find a way to make that sexy, like she did everything else, most likely without even realizing it. Yes, the affect she had on him was sometimes embarrassingly pathetic, "It's because you have so many layers to your personality, and they're all different colors," he replied. Well, that was beyond cheesy. He couldn't help but begin to laugh at his own words, "Like myself. My personality consists of tons of different colors. It's just the way I roll," he shrugged. He couldn't help but let out a mock gasp of epic proportions, "Rainbows and bunnies, glad!? You must be really glad, then!" he responded excitedly. Yeah, he could overreact sometimes, but it was all good. Bunnies were especially awesome, though. He managed to calm himself down before he spoke yet again, "Yeah, I know!" he replied with a shake of his head, "I told him he was a dirty ape for doing that. And the box wasn't even closed the whole night. By the time we had woken up, it was about noon though, because we'd stayed up till about five playing Call of Duty," he laughed at the memories. But still, nasty. He ended up having a ham sandwich, because he was normal. He didn't even want to heat the pizza up after seeing how long it had been left out. Enough about that, though, it was time to get to what he had been waiting for, "I sure hope you don't say that about me," he joked with one of his own smirks. Yes, that would be harsh coming from Annie. He did not have a small package. Lolworthy. At least they were in the kitchen now, which was one of the places on his 'to do' list. Haha, get it? Yeah. He scooted himself as close to the counter as he could get as she grabbed his waist, positioned in between Annie's legs, "Ooh, another new word," he whispered back. That pout would have been adorable if it wasn't mixed with that whisper, and just the general situation. Now it was amazingly hot. He let out a sigh of content as her lips found his neck again, moving his own hands into Annie's hair, "Are you seriously going to go through everything you listed off?" he whispered, a whine evident in his tone. She was such a tease, it was unfair.

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[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

I Like The Way It hurts
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So yeah, it wasn't like Annie cared if he stayed or not obviously because she'd kind of expected him to have gone already, and the weird thing was that this thought was kind of upsetting and depressing and sad. why? Why did she feel sad thinking of him leaving for America? She'd kind of been shocked that he'd turned up in the store because a part of herself had convinced herself that he'd probably gotten on a plane and gone back already, that was why she'd been genuinely surprised to hear that voice, and find out it had actually belonged to him. Was that weird? Yeah, probably very weird. Why probably? She knew it was totally weird and she shouldn't be feeling like that. But she'd actually been happy that the voice was his, even after all he'd said to her, how bad was that? He'd called her a whore and she'd been happy and excited even, to see him! That was twisted, she was twisted. "Yeah, well that's good enough as long as they apply, but it's better to have fresh insults incase someone you insult is also friends with someone else that you insult using the same insults. word on the street would so be that you re-use insults, and that's not good"

[/color] she said laughing. She totally tried to avoid re-using them unless they were of such an awesome magnitude that they were too amazing to just never use again. She always re-used the best ones, and she'd stored them all up in her head for use in dire situations that needed a good come back. Wham, they were right there, stored in her head and ready to be used. Epic. that was what that was. "well stick around and you'll be spouting award winning insults in no time"[/color] She joked. she wasn't lying though, she wouldn't mind him sticking around, and that kind of scared her. maybe he should go, and get out of her life so she wouldn't think it was a good thing for him to stay. not that she cared. at all. never. "Yeah you did, and now I'm sure you won't travel down that road without some comebacks to hand"[/color] she joked. Epic, because with all those insults, no kid could sit through it and not cry, trevor had barely managed that. She'd tempted him too once, and had no intention of lending him her body, but here she was, offering it again. Why? Because obviously she was just in it for the sex too, and if she wanted it just as much, then she didn't feel used. "you bet, i need to stock up on pepper imps anyway, I'm running low"[/color] she said with a grin. She'd been eating them like, well, all the time because they reminded her of him.

Annie had met Jayson through Izabella and he'd been pretty cool, and could handle the randomness that annie was. he was energetic, lively and almost just as random, and the best had to be when she'd told him about getting over Chris. Only Jayson would drag her up and dance with her whilst standing up on the sofa. He'd known how much the Chris thing had been bugging her so to hear that it was over and light hearted and happy Annie was back had been just as much of a relief to him as it was to her, because it meant he didn't have to live with her sulking all the time. Of course she had girl friends too, Izabella for one, and then there were...okay. So she had mostly guy friends, but she found that guys were just easier to get on with and cared less about public opinion, meaning that she could mess around in public with them and do stuff like shop in her pyjamas and they wouldn't care. Hell, care, half the time they would join in! Except for the shopping part, Trevor was the only other person she'd met who'd do that. That was pretty epic, they should do the weekly shop together in their pyjamas. But he'd be in America. Damn. What was wrong with Jayson? Did Trevor know him? Had they argued or something? Why was she so worried about them not liking each other? Weird. "What's the matter, do you know Jayson?"[/color] she asked, trying to sound casual but the curiosity and kind of worry was behind her voice, as she wanted to know what had happened to provoke that kind of reaction. Not that she cared, it was clearly just, well, curiosity. of course. But there was distaste there right? She'd not imagined that. "Yeah, but then no house has made that their house colour. Maybe we should petition for a fifth house, and the colour could be hot pink"[/color] she said laughing. She would join it if she could name it, but she liked red and Gryffindor, so she'd just stay where she was more than likely. He already had the pink clothes, she could so borrow his shirt. What was she thinking? Borrowing his stuff, ew. "Of course you didn't, I mean, honestly I was the first witness to that awesome thing"[/color] she joked, sarcasm seeping through. There, he was so using it too! "Okay, but your not as bad as El. You know he didn't even give me a reason why he dumped me, like he needed to though because I can guess"[/color] she said, shaking her head. She was kind of bitter about it, but not because she missed him, more like she wished he'd given her a reason, it would have hurt less.

Annie's relationship with her parents, although a lot of the time it was distant because of work or school, or even holidays, it was a close relationship. She loved them dearly, and anyone could know that from how she talked about them, but it was just so frustrating sometimes when they went off without a word. It was irresponsible and mean and she just wanted to see them more than anything because she missed them so much. She'd not seen them since the start of term, so it wasn't like it hadn't been long or anything, it had been months. She'd not seen them at Christmas because of honeymoon number two or whatever so yeah, she missed them, but they didn't seem to miss her. She was kind of annoyed with them for that. It wasn't even the fact that she could have gone with them, it was just that she missed them and wanted to see them, if only once. She wouldn't get to see them for what, another week? It was kind of upsetting, but Trevor was here now so at least she wasn't going to be lonely. As long as he stuck around of course. "I don't do that well. At all."[/color] she said, kind of awkwardly, as she didn't like talking about how she felt. It made her feel more vulnerable if she did, and more likely to get hurt. Like, with Chris or El, or something like that. It was easier to keep your feelings to yourself and then you never got hurt. Right? Of course. That's how it worked and stuff. That's what she was doing with Trevor too. Not that she had any feelings for him, she was just trying to hide some of her feelings in general. "I know, that van was totally epic. I want it"[/color] she said laughing at her little story and his reaction to it. It was a true story too, she'd just pointed and laughed for ages after, and would chuckle to herself all day when she thought about it. It was a great van. His laugh was so cute. What? no. just. no. Erase that thought. Gone. "Exactly, and we can't have that because this hair deserves better"[/color] she joked, chuckling about this. How could they go on about such random things, and still have a good convorsation that she was enjoying? Ohh the shoulder tap was also spectacular in the great hall, and after a few times it was great to tap them on the shoulder closest to you, especially when they thought they twigged it, and confuse them more. Epic. Breakfast there was so much fun, but not as good as breakfast with Trevor. what?

It was weird talking about this in the middle of the road, and quite awkward itself, but if they couldn't talk about what they'd done, then, well, they shouldn't be doing it. Besides, wasn't it good to talk about it so that they could make it better for the both of them? Surely that was good reasoning. See where they went wrong, what they didn't like, what they did and all that. Yeah, anyway. They had been together, they'd had sex, that was all. "oh by all means, just move in"[/color] she said sarcastically, smirking. They wouldn't last. He'd drive her crazy, surely. Anyway. It so would never happen, he was only there for the sex, and she was only letting him in for that. Of course. "As long as i'm awake when you go, well, after that I'm not picky, you can stay as long as you want or whatever, although Breakfast sounds good, like a plus or whatever"[/color] she said with a grin. It would be nice, to have someone to have breakfast with. It had also been nice not to wake up alone. Like, to have someone there to greet her, to smile at her and to hold her, that had been nice. Someone to share the morning with. Even his morning voice was hot, and if he'd managed to shut up long enough to cook his breakfast with, well, that would have been lovely too. But of course he was only doing it for the sex, it wasn't like he was sticking around for her or her personality. Because they hated each other. Sure. And it wasn't like either of them wanted more than this anyway, because he was there for the sex and she didn't want a relationship with the resident sex addict. Besides, he wouldn't be a resident much longer would he? So it would be silly. He'd go back to America and find some other girls to amuse him and she'd stay here and be sad. What? why would she be sad? She certainly wouldn't be sad, or jealous either! certainly not. Don't be silly. There it was, the dirtier version. "Well I was going to suggest passing the soap, but that too"[/color] she said with a wink, laughing again. She knew he would do that. Showering together would be hot. She so would. "That would be epic. Hello Youtube"[/color] She said with a grin, laughing as she could visualise this. It was also kind of sweet that he'd jump heroically in front of her to save her. Weird.

"Aha, well, when's your birthday?"[/color] She asked him, thinking that maybe if he stuck around she could make sure he had a nice present. Maybe. If she could get it right of course. He'd love that, she was willing to bed. His wink was hot, how could he do that? "Yeah and it's also one of the most epic kids shows on earth, I love it. Scooby Dooby Doo!"[/color] she said, laughing again and tickling him in the ribs. Scooby doo was awesome, she had the old dvd of the movies and she watched it a lot at home, it was great, with that sarah chick as Daphne or whatever her name was. Awesome film. "Oh yeah that would get you hot"[/color] she said sarcastically, laughing at the idea. No, although she was sure that if she was dancing, regardless of the song, he'd manage to get hot. She was his sun after all. She heated him with everything that she did. Apparently anyway. Wow, that was cheesy. But good cheesy. No, cheesy wasn't good. unless it was coming from him. How did he manage to make cheesy awesome? It was mad. he was mad. She was mad. they were both completely mad. but that was in a good way too. "So my colourful clothes represent my colourful personality. Does that mean I've got a good and interesting personality then?"[/color] she asked, guessing that the more colour you had, the wider range you had and the more interesting to everyone you were. She rolled like that too, as she hoped she was interesting. "Yes, I'm epically glad."[/color] she answered back, still determined that the last word would be hers. He got so excited so easily! "Ew. no! You have to cover them overe. And Call of Duty kicks ass, I went on it once or twice over a muggle friend of mine's house. Epic."[/color] She said with a grin. Once or twice she'd played it, the guy had been more than accomadating with the popcorn too, as they ate their way through like a huge bag each. It was amazing. Good times. "I don't think it's possible to even think that about you"[/color] she said with a smirk, because he wasn't small. He wasn't small at all. "Yes, another new word. We'll add it to our dictionary"[/color] she whispered back. Her lips nibbled gently at his neck, but she heard his words and pulled away slightly smirking. "Yes I am, why, was there somewhere you wanted to add to the list? And you carry on, but I'm working through it."[/color] she asked, teasing and offering. It wasn't like she had to add it in anyway, but if there was somewhere reasonable, she'd consider it. Her lips moved this time to his earlobe, where she began to suck lightly on it. he was so hot that it was unbelievable, and that whisper, it was enough to drive her insane. She shuffled a little closer so that her body was touching his.
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TAGGED trevor schumacher!
STATUS done!
LYRICS love the way you lie - eminem and rhianna!
NOTE . TEAM SAM♥ TEAM TREVOR♥!
COUNT 2315!
WEARING [url=http://www.polyvore.com/annie_pjs/set?id=14539044
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CREDIT emma!?[/quote]

[trevor anthony schumacher]

Trevor could easily just keep telling himself that this was a phase in his life. A short one, hopefully, and he would soon be back to the way he always was. It was natural, nothing he needed to worry about. It wasn't like he was becoming attached to Annie, right? He didn't do that. It never went that way. It was usually the girl that became attached to him. In this case, though, he was pretty sure Annie knew better than to get attached to him. She knew the kind of person that he was, didn't she? Anyway, she hated him, and she didn't seem dumb enough to start thinking she actually liked him, in his opinion. Why was he thinking about this again? He was going to get over it. He had to. How many times had she just used the word 'insults' there? That was a confusing sentence, "Well, I don't always have fresh insults, so that's a problem. That's where you have to teach me the ways of.. insulting," he explained, "Then sometimes, it happens so fast that I have no good material. Then, after they leave, I think of an awesome insult that would have worked perfectly, but it was too late. I need to be quicker. More precise, ya know? I'm sure you can help me out there, too," he added with a laugh. Award-winning sounded awesome. He could participate in an insult competition and totally win, if he was taught by the one and only Annie Carter, queen of insults and comebacks and whatnot, "Yeah, I have to mentally prepare myself each time I see you. Like, right before I start talking to you, I have to get in the zone," he joked. Not entirely false, but way to lame-sounding to be the truth, "I'll probably ask for Annie-flavored everything," he laughed. Another trip to Honeydukes wasn't a bad idea.

What was his problem? Why did he have to get all like that? It wasn't like he was jealous of this Jayson kid, right? I mean, he didn't even know him! That kid did know Annie, though. They probably spent time together and- What if she liked him? Would he like her back? Wait, why would he care? Um, because that would mean they couldn't be fuck buddies anymore because the Jayson kid probably wouldn't appreciate that. Yeah.. uh, that was it. Obviously. Still, he was being stupid for no reason. Maybe this kid would be chill. What if she had a lot of other guy friends? What if she was going to make them her fuck buddies, too, after realizing how awesome it was to have one? Sheesh, he just needed to chill out. It wasn't like he owned her or anything. They weren't even.. anything of importance. She could do whatever she wanted.. whoever she wanted, as much as that thought bothered him. Though it shouldn't. He shook his head quickly, "Uh, no?.. No," he responded awkwardly, "I just.. don't like.. his name," he added. Crap, that wasn't the best way to cover that up, now was it? Whatever, it wasn't like he was actually going to tell her why he suddenly didn't like Jayson. She didn't need to know about that. Hell, she never needed to know about that. That would be, like, her knowing one of his weaknesses or something. Not cool, "What would be the little animal thing, then?" he asked, laughing at the thought. Hot pink would be awesome. His son would obviously be placed in that house in the future. 'I was the first witness to see that awesome thing'. Oh, that is totally what she said. Nah, he'd keep that joke to himself this time, though he couldn't help but chuckle thinking about it, "I bet I was still in the womb when I learned how to scream like that," he joked. He smirked, knowing exactly what she was referring to. He just felt so smug and superior, knowing that she wasn't willing to give herself up to them, but she was to him, someone she claimed to 'hate'. Though, of course, their hate wasn't real hate, but still. They hadn't even been going out or anything and bam. Score. Sure, it took some work, but he had still won against El and Chris. That was something to gloat about. They didn't get to tap that, but he did, "They just didn't try hard enough," he stated casually.

It was weird, how he was able to go around and notice how so many people had great relationships with their parents. Him, on the other hand, lost that a while ago. He never had the chance to come home for the holidays because they claimed to be 'working' or something along those lines. Even this last year, they promised he could come because this would be his last year at Hogwarts, but they still managed to blow him off. They cared more about his sister than him, because she was 'normal'. You would think his mom would like him, being a paranormal investigator and whatnot, she would find him fascinating. But no, not even that. They were distant enough as it was, so Trev had not even bothered to write to them. What was the point? It was always like this since he started going to Hogwarts. Sure, it affected him, but he tried to hide that fact, "Yeah, I guess I can understand that. It's easier said than done," he chuckled awkwardly. He wasn't one to talk about his feelings. Ever, "I think I would rather have the van in Scooby Doo, though," he added with a grin, "It does. You should use this special hair stuff that is, like, specially designed for your hair or something," he joked with a laugh, "It would be called the Anniepoo. See what I did there? I combined Annie and shampoo," her laugh was contagious. Why was that? Somehow, it was awesome. Not like he was going to tell her that, though. He always made fun of her hair. Anyway, he already complemented her on her witty comebacks. Wasn't that enough for now? Too many compliments could make him look bad. He grinned, trying to visualize that. Moving in with her, even if for a week, just as a joke or something. Oh, he'd go out of his way just to piss her off. He'd do everything that annoyed her, and it would be so much fun. Then, she would yell at him, and they'd have hot, angry sex afterward. Oh, that was too perfectly planned out. Too good to be true, that's what that was.

"Ha, I'll stay there for as long as I want if it means free food," he joked. He wouldn't mind making her breakfast, though. It wasn't like he hated cooking or something. He'd make it so good that she would get multiple mouthgasms. It would be awesome. Not that he wanted to.. impress her, or anything, with his food skills. Nah, that was weird. It wasn't like he had to or anything. She wasn't forcing him to cook for her, it would just be a 'plus', so he didn't have to. He could just get what he wanted, then leave the next morning. Her bed was pretty comfortable, anyway. Why did he feel like he wanted to stay, though, and enjoy her company? That wasn't right, he shouldn't feel that way. He hated her, and it was horrible to be in her presence. Those were lies, of course, that he would just tell himself to make him feel better. He wasn't going to tell her that, though, since that would be awful to admit. No, he would act like he was miserable the entire time, just so she thought he was, and she didn't think he actually liked being there or anything. Great, now he was confusing himself again, "I wouldn't pass the soap, because that would mean you would use it. I want to wash you, that sounds fun," he smirked. That wink was hot. So was the thought of showering together. With all that water everywhere and.. mmhmm, "Yes!" he laughed, "That would become an instant viral video and we'd get famous," he told her excitedly, obviously becoming over-excited from just a random story and weird thoughts. It was also hilarious that he could actually visualize this happening, and it made him laugh all the more, "I don't have a birthday," he replied evenly, trying to keep a straight face, but the thought of the sharks had him laughing again. He loved joking with people that he didn't have a birthday, because some actually believed him, "It's Halloween," he replied, "Yeah, I know, spooky. At least I get my birthday on a kick-ass holiday," he added. He always loved having his birthday on Halloween. Would she be still around to share his birthday with him? That seemed like a long while from now.

"I think I would have to go with the Teletubies or Dragon Tales," he replied. Maybe more Dragon Tales, since he would watch that almost every day before he went to Kindergarten and the other lower grades before he was invited to Hogwarts. He hated the pink dragon, though, because her voice was really high and annoying. Then the dragon with two heads was just annoyingly stupid. He jumped and flailed his arms when she tickled his ribs. Great, he knew she was going to use that against him! Soon enough, he'd get his revenge. If he did it now, he was sure she would be expecting it. There was that sarcasm again! "It would, it would," he replied with another wink. They were so awesome that it should have been illegal to be as awesome as they were, "Yes. You're all over the place," he responded, referring to her personality, "You're bipolar sometimes, too," he joked, chuckling. That was what made her so great, though, was her colorful personality. You didn't find that everywhere you went, she was special. Ew, not like he would ever tell her that or anything. Ew, why did he even think it? Ew! "I'm more glad than you are," he replied. He was going to get the last word on that topic whether she liked it or not. He was a winner. She liked Call of Duty? Crap, she was getting way too hot for her own good. For a moment there, he thought it wasn't possible for her to get any hotter, but there she went again, "Wow, we need to find a place and time to play that against each other. And you can't screen-cheat," he laughed. That would be awesome. He could beat her and claim that he was king. Not like she could possibly beat him at that game, anyway. She was a girl... though she acted a lot more like a dude sometimes, "Good, good," he responded with one of his own smirks. Well, that made him feel quite superior to the rest of the world. It was so hot when she whispered. Way too hot. She was like a burning flame right now. Okay, enough with the cheesiness. He let out a content sigh as he rested one hand on her hip and let the other roam her hair. Her hair was just so soft, he could make a blanket out of it. Okay, that was disturbing, "As much as I'm enjoying this, I don't think my patience will last," he whispered back, moving as close to the counter as he could go, so they were both as close as possible. He wasn't the most patient person in the world, and he didn't want to let her do everything while he just stood around, but he also didn't want to interfere.

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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 SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE. FINALLY DONE. WOOHOO. TEAM EMMANNIEZ. :D I STILL FEEL LIKE THIS WASN'T WORTHY AND THAT I'M LACKING OF THE MUSE, LOL. [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

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Annie was so screwed up in the brain. Maybe she was just sick, and she had some sort of disease that made you think things that you usually wouldn't think about, like Trevor Schumacher, and actually wanting him around. Sure, she'd kind of initiated the sex in the first place, but it wasn't like it wasn't his idea first. And she only did it with him because he was so experienced that it was bound to be good, and he was there, and she wanted to lose her virginity to someone who could show her a good time, for lack of a better words. But he had. He had been amazing, not that she'd let him know just how awesome she thought he was. Although he could probably guess, considering that they were walking to her apartment for what probably would be more of the same thing, and if he was bad she wouldn't be doing it. But then wasn't the same true for him? Not if he was bad of course, but the flipside. If she was bad, he wouldn't be coming back. But hadn't he already told her that she was awesome? With a little practice....no. He was going home, back to America and the chances were that she wouldn't see him again. Maybe if there was some sort of reunion in a few years time he'd come back and they'd bump into each other and have a good verbal fight, and then they'd walk away again, and that would be for the best, considering that she was thinking something about him that scared her, just a little, deep down inside. "Yes, I do. Everyone gets that, even months after the argument, and then it's like, damn! Why couldn't I think of that then? Even I get it, but it's very rare. I will indeed teach you the art of insulting on the spot, grasshopper?"

[/color] she added, laughing at that word. It was like, that word that all those random life guru people used, she didn't get why but whatever, it sounded like a good thing so she went with it, totally. "Yes, regulate your breathing and relax."[/color] She advised, laughing her head off at the image of him 'getting in the zone', because she totally could imagine it. Epic! "well, I think that really, there's only one thing that really is Annie flavoured"[/color] she replied, smirking. And he kind of already had that, she was walking next to him.

She couldn't understand why he got so irate about Jayson, so she watched him when he spoke about it. If he really didn't like Jayson then he didn't know him, because she'd never met anyone who didn't like Jayson. She loved him, he was like a big brother to her, and she loved having him around because he'd be totally crazy and bounce around with her, laughing and joking. She'd never see Jayson as more than that though, because he was just not like that for her. She couldn't see him in any other light than the big brother one. And if Trevor did know him, surely he'd get on perfectly well with him, they'd be crazy friends and whatever. In fact, he'd probably get on with most of the guy friends that she had, because she always got on better with guys than with girls, because girls were just, well, they could be so backstabbing and bitchy. And sure, there were guys like that, but at the same time, they were less like that than girls. Besides, even if he didn't like Jayson she did, and she could hang out with whoever she wanted, he didn't have a say, it wasn't like they were...anything important. And besides, he was going to go back to America, he didn't get a say in her life after that. "you don't like his name? that's all?"[/color] she asked, slightly relieved. Why was she relieved? She just hated the idea of him not getting on with the people that she did, that was weird. She should be more toward the opposite, happy that he didn't because she so clearly hated him. Was that the truth? Or was there some other reason that he just didn't want to tell her about? "Flamingo. Obviously." she reasoned, deciding it was such a random animal. And it was pink, so it was all good. Her kid would so be in this house, and like, prefect of it or something, so he could do what he wanted and get away with it. She caught on to his laughter, and she raised her eyebrows for a moment, so she thought back to what she'd said. Almost immediately after, her mind tagged a nice 'that's what she said' onto the end of it, and she started to laugh too. Epic lolworthyness. "That wouldn't surprise me, but of course it took years to perfect it to this level of awesome"[/color] she said, beginning to laugh again. This was just too much fun. They didn't try hard enough. No, that was a lie, they just didn't feel right. And Trevor did? no, of course not, they just didn't try hard enough. "Yeah, and neither of them made me pancakes. Fail"[/color] she added, grinning. Trevor's pancakes were the best, hands down.

Annie loved her parents, no matter how many holidays they took without her, because she knew how important it was that after having her, they didn't lose themselves, and their sense of adventure engulfed them, so they had to follow it. If they didn't no doubt they wouldn't be able to keep still at home, and would just be bored and end up getting in each others way and then they'd argue and divorce and then she'd lose them, and have to watch them cry and remarry, and then have another kid with someone else, and no doubt she'd be shoved to the side so they could fawn over the new baby that didn't remind her mother of Annie's dad. Yeah, she'd thought about it once or twice, that made it easier for her to accept that they had to find themselves for them to be able to come home to her. If that made sense. It didn't sound like it made sense, but whatever, nothing that was good ever did, right? She let that comment slide. She couldn't talk about feelings, and talking about not being able to talk about them was just making her feel awkward, so she dropped the topic. "The mystery machine is epic, I love that van, I have like a mini version of it at home sitting on my desk, it's blatantly got a clock in the side of it, it's just epic"[/color] she explained with a grin, she always used it to keep an eye on the time when she was doing homework, because if she was working for anything over twenty minutes at a time, surely her brain would be fried, if she wasn't in lessons talking through it. Homework was such a bore. She'd always get it done eventually though. "anniepoo? ahh i see what you did there, nice touch!"[/color] she said, laughing genuinely again. She always laughed loads around him, why? She could imagine him moving in, and honestly they would drive each other mad, no doubt, but that would be the fun of it! She could last a week. No doubt they'd get mad at each other, yell, insult each other, and then end up having hate sex afterward. How epic would that be?

"Well, as long as you cook, the food is on me"[/color] she joked, because she wasn't the best cook in the world, that was why she loved pizza, because you stick it in the oven and BAM! half an hour later, it was done and you had your pizza. But she could so get used to him cooking loads of different things, like mash and gravy and stuff, or omelet. he could do that, and pancakes, and about anything else she could buy. That was if he wanted to of course, because there was no reason he'd do it if he wasn't getting something from it. And he wouldn't settle for just her company because obviously he hated her, and she hated him. Yeah, right, she was just lying to herself now, but it made her feel better, safer, so she carried on. She'd never let him know that though, because it was clear to her that he didn't feel the same, he was probably fake laughing and just humouring her because of where they were going, but she could deal with that as long as he was going to be there, if that made sense. The thought of him washing her and showering with her, that was kind of hot, she couldn't wait to get home now, but she tried to be patient. "well then, we'll go with your version, join me"[/color] she added, laughing. She could imagine them showering together, and they could wash and splash each other with the water, and then maybe....wow. that would be hot. she had to get home, like now, this was silly how much she wanted him. "Yeah it would! and then everyone would be like, oh my god! Your Annie and Trevor? You guys are epic!"[/color] she mimicked in a high pitched fangirl voice, giggling after it. he didn't have a birthday? She was about to ask when he commented. "Your birthday is halloween? No way! that's like my second favourite holiday! Christmas is first of course, because we all love christmas!"[/color] as long as you didn't spend it alone of course. Halloween could fast become her favourite holiday now. Obviously just because it was awesome and not because it was his birthday or anything. Anyway, would he still be here for her to spend that with him? It seemed so far from now.

Ahh the teletubies were epic, she used to love tubby custard and tubby toast, she knew that they actually sold it in the store in tins, pink custard, or they used to but they probably didn't anymore because it was so old but at the same time that was a shame because it always tasted so nice. She'd never heard of dragon tales. She used to watch this thing on tv, some show about dinosaurs but she couldn't remember the name of it, and that was good, with all these dinosaurs running around, kid ones, yeah it used to be her favourite, aside from scooby doo, which was just too epic for words. She watched him jump, and his arms flail and laugh. Wow, he really was ticklish! But because she'd worked that out, no doubt he'd try the same for her or something now, she'd have to try and not react, because she was very ticklish. "Bipolar? really? I'm not that bad am I? I know I've got a temper on me, but I like to think that now I've got something to vent my anger on, I'm better. That was why I signed up for beater"[/color] she added, although that wasn't what she was on about. She usually funnelled all her anger into insults directed at him and he took them with ease, allowing her to get rid of her anger and not upset anyone. "No I don’t think that's possible, I'm more glad"[/color] she said, determined that she would have the last word on this, she wasn't missing out on this opportunity to score a small victory again. "please, I don't need to screen-cheat, I can kick ass on my own, I don't need to cheat it"[/color] she added, shrugging. She would own him. It was obvious that she would, because she loved that game. Okay, so she'd not played it that much, but she loved it when she did, and she would just make sure she won without cheating, because she was determined to beat him. That sigh was hot, and she felt his hands in her hair, and grinned. "well then, I guess maybe I could cut my list a little shorter"[/color] she whispered, pulling her lips away and pushing her hands to the bottom of his shirt, running her hands up his chest, and bringing the shirt with her slightly. She grinned and leaned forward, pressing a few kisses on his chest, that had been revealed as she'd pulled his shirt up slightly. He was too hot for his own good. Him getting closer to her meant she pressed herself even closer, as if that was even better. She pressed her lips back to his, her hands winding in his hair.
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[trevor anthony schumacher]

Being able to accomplish something like this would give any normal guy a slightly larger ego, right? I mean, he had no idea, even with how awesome he was, that he would actually be able to get Annie to sleep with him. After that first meeting, she just seemed so set on truly hating him, and she had probably been all proud of herself when she had easily slaughtered him verbally. Yet, it all happened to play out in his favor, and he got what he wanted. Sure, he worked harder for it than usual, and it was worth it, but it made him feel like he could now really get any girl he wanted. It was weird, though, because he didn't feel like testing that theory. He didn't want anyone but Annie right now. How strange was that? Well, the good thing was that this couldn't last long. He'd get bored of her soon, right? Then he'd be jumpin' from girl to girl again, like the good ol' days. Yet it was strange, because he had never felt this way before. It was almost scary, and he hated thinking about it. Maybe it was for the best if he really did go back to America. For his own good, and hers too. He didn't want to, though. It just wasn't worth it. That week was hard enough as it was, and a month would be more painful. Make it several months? Why was he acting like he'd never be able to live without her? Sure, it might take him a bit to get over her, as weird and stupid as that sounded, but he'd survive.. right? "That's the worst. And sometimes it's a really good one, too," he replied, "Like with you, I had some good ones after the bathroom incident that I wished I had used.. I forgot them all now, but they were pretty much made of win," he added, "Ha, okay, that's fine with me.. master," he laughed. Hopefully that wouldn't go to her head, "That's what I do every time. I have to find my.. center," he responded seriously, though he wasn't completely serious. That just made him sound weird. But he did have to compose himself before every meeting with her, it was just something natural he had chosen to do. It helped.. kind of? She seemed to find this very funny, and that amused him, and he couldn't help but grin, "Well obviously it's Annie herself. Because everything else is basically copies, artificial flavors and whatnot," he explained simply, though he was sure she knew that, he just wanted to point it out. It was still worth it to get the lollipops, though, for backup, say if he couldn't 'afford' the real deal at the time. He would always be prepared.

Trevor refused to let her find out that he was actually, somehow, jealous of Jayson. Hell, he didn't even want to admit it to himself, but he knew that deep down, it was the truth. He hated that. Why did the fact that she had a good friend that was a guy, stir such weird emotions in him? It shouldn't do that. It wasn't normal. Not for him, at least, "Yeah," he responded with a shrug, acting as if it was no big deal. He had things he wished to know about this Jayson kid, so he wasn't going to drop the subject quite yet, "So you guys are... friends?" he asked, awkwardly avoiding eye contact. What if she realized what he was on about? She would point and laugh in his face, then go tell the world and his reputation would, somehow, be ruined forever. He was such a pessimist sometimes, but there was really nothing good that could possibly come from this if she did figure out the reason he suddenly disliked Jayson. He felt like smacking himself. He should have just dropped it, "Oh yeah, because flamingo's are pink and stuff," he laughed, "And they're much cooler than a pig," he added grinning. He wouldn't want his son to be in the house of the pigs, though if he had a personality anything like himself, he'd probably be called a pig frequently, so it just might work out. Hell, he would have been placed in that house if it already existed. A flamingo was so much more random and awesome and not-so-commonly talked about, so it worked. Did she get the joke, too? Was that why she was laughing? Of course it was, her mind was probably as corrupted as his, which was a plus, "Yeah, I guess it did take a while to perfect.. and, maybe I still have some work to do. Who knows," he shrugged, "Well then, they weren't very smart. Would it have worked just the same if I had made you.. say, soup?" he laughed. Maybe the pancakes were a win, because pancakes were one of her favorite foods or something.

Well, they were alike in that sense, too, with the not-liking-to-talk-about-their-feelings thing. That was cool.. somehow. Not that he cared that that was another thing they had in common. He just liked that this way, she wouldn't find the need to whine to him about all of her problems and life in general and blah blah blah. He just liked being her verbal punching bag, not someone she could talk to all day about feelings and stuff, because feeling were icky. He also liked just having random conversations with her, too, because those were tons of fun. Yeah, she was definitely different than most girls he knew, since he couldn't stand talking to them for very long just because they would bore him, or they couldn't stand speaking to him, either, or something. Weird, she had a clock thing, too. She really did like muggle things, apparently, "Maybe the Batmobile, though that isn't a van or anything," he added, smirking. He'd look so badass in that, it wasn't even real, "Yeah, I know. You can add your name to the beginning of anything and it makes it sound cool. Like an Anniemobile. Or Annietacular, Annielicious, Annietastic. You could have tons of nicknames!" he laughed. The possibilities were endless. He couldn't help but bust out laughing at her next sentence. Really? She had set that up perfectly. He composed himself before he spoke, figuring she wouldn't know what he was laughing about until he pointed it out, "The food it on you, huh? So can I, like, eat it off you, or something? That'd be hot," he grinned at his perverted twist to her sentence. He wouldn't mind cooking, though, if it meant spending time with her. Oh, gosh, he really was becoming messed up. He was willing to sacrifice free time, and slave over a hot oven, just to spend time with a girl. He was losing it. Hadn't he already realized that, though? Just let it happen.

"Well it wasn't like I was going to leave without getting some," he began, "I mean, it isn't my fault you were showering at such an inconvenient time," he smirked. That would be very hot. He could even wash her hair. She'd probably never imagined letting anyone else wash her hair, because she seemed to treasure it so much. That would be an awesome moment in his life, washing her hair. He'd feel like God, "Yes, and we'd also get the occasional haters that are jealous of our mad skills," he replied with a nod, "Just like I do now. I have jealous haters, but they're just not as cool as me, so that's why they hate," he added randomly, shrugging. Yes, he had a fair share of haters already, but it didn't bug him too much, since he loved to annoy people. Fangirls would be awesome to have. He already had some.. somehow. Somewhere out there, hiding, there was a girl watching him. She took pictures of him and hung them on her wall. Yeah, she was a fangirl. She wanted him, and that was awesome. Then again, if Annie started getting fanguys, there would be a problem. Not like he would care or anything, because he didn't, but there was no reason she needed fanguys. He wouldn't allow that. No way. He'd beat them all. He shrugged, "Christmas if overrated," he muttered bitterly. He never had had a true Christmas since he started at Hogwarts, and since then, it had never seemed the same to him. Sure, Hogwarts at Christmastime was beautiful and amazing and welcoming, but it wasn't nearly the same. He barely spent it with anyone he cared about, anyway, because they all went to visit their own family. Halloween was better. He loved scary things, and just scaring people in general. He always managed to get hold of the coolest masks to wear

The only thing that truly sucked about Hogwarts was their lack of TV's, and muggle electronics in general. He couldn't even bring his iPod along with him, because there was never any point. He missed watching TV. He'd even watch Dragon Tales during the summer when he came back home, when there was nothing else on. It brought back good childhood memories. Then there was Sesame Street, but he couldn't stand Elmo and his stupid goldfish. And big bird was just really big. Though Barney used to be a popular kid show, he had never really started watching it. One of the only ones he didn't, actually, just because he hated how the big purple dinosaur talked, "Eh, not really. Maybe sometimes," he shrugged with a grin, "Oh, really? So I'm not considered as one of the objects you vent your anger on?" he chuckled with a raised brow. He knew he was her main verbal punching bag, and he didn't mind. He sort of liked it, now, because he had gotten attached to it. That was one thing he didn't want changed anytime soon. He rolled his eyes slightly. She wasn't going to give in, was she? "I'm glader than glad. I'm Glady McGlad, and I come from the land of the Glads," yeah, she probably wouldn't be able to beat that lamefest, "Yeah, I'd really like to see you beat me. I own at that game. And Halo. That game also owns," he replied. He couldn't see her owning him at all. Maybe she really was good, though, but he just couldn't believe that. Somehow, it wouldn't surprise him if she was, though. Now he was confusing himself. She was that skilled. His eyes shut as he felt her hands on his chest, and better yet, her lips, as he let out another small sigh. She really was skilled. She knew what she was doing all too well, and she had to know the affect it had on him, too. Her hands felt so good in his hair, it wasn't even real. He moved his hands so one was on each side of her head as he captured her lips with his own. His mouth opened slightly as he let his tongue trail lightly across her bottom lip, savoring the amazing taste of cherry. He let one hand become tangled in her fiery red hair as the other trailed down to her waist, toying with the hem of her shirt before slipping under it. He let his hand travel slowly up her side, loving the feel of her warm, bare skin.

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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 :O IT WAS BEYOND AWESOME, LOL. IT'S ME WHO DOESN'T DESERVER YOUR EPICNESS xD. TEAM EMMA AND ANNIE FTW. :D [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

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To be completely honest, after that bathroom incident, Annie didn't want to see Trevor again, much less kiss him, or sleep with him, so she couldn't explain what had made her allow him to be her first. It was probably a mix of the fact that she'd just broken up with Chris, and so had been feeling put out. She wasn't sure of feelings at the time and she had lost all belief in love again. She wanted to get Chris out of her head, and it seemed that when he'd kissed her, well, everything Chris had said, every word that had reverberated around her head for the past few days, they had all gone from her mind. And it was replaced with nothing. Well, not nothing, it was impossible to think of nothing, but, it was the closest to nothing that she'd got, because the only thing she could hear was his breath, and her heart literally picking up a beat. She could just feel his lips and his hands, and the store and everything else around her was gone, that was how amazing it was for her, and that kind of convinced her that, well, it would help her dramatically to get over Chris. of course she'd told herself that there was no chance she'd see him again, after he'd stayed the night and left. After that he'd go away and BAM, she'd be free of her Chris thoughts. And she had been, but she wanted to see him again. So bad. It was terrible. She shouldn't have thought that, she knew, but she put it down to him being a verbal punching bag, and he was the only one who could take her insults so well. Yes, indeed, she of course only wanted him around for that reason. Anyway, moving on before she started thinking things that made everything complicated for the both of them. Maybe it would be better for her if he went home. No. never. no, she couldn't handle a week, a month, two, three, she'd be in pieces. Obviously because her anger issues would tear her apart, not because she'd miss him or anything silly like that. because that was...silly. "Yeah, and then your kicking yourself, and especially if you argue with that person again, I always forget those insults again! it's maddening. So I just have to come up with more"

[/color] she added with a shrug of her shoulders. She needed to start writing them down so she couldn't forget. "Yeah I bet you did, see I was influencing you so early on"[/color] Annie joked, nudging him playfully. She wished she could have heard them. "master? Kinky."[/color] She said, smirking and poking her tongue out at him, before laughing again. Her mind was corrupted. Exactly, nothing would taste like her exactly unless it was her, because she had that odd mix of her lip balsm, and probably coke, because she drunk that a lot. Maybe she tasted like cherry coke. "Exactly, and what could capture how I taste perfectly?"[/color] she asked, laughing. this conversation was beyond wrong.

Annie wondered what the hell was up with him? Would he really hate on a guy if he didn't like the name? Maybe he knew someone else who pissed him off with that name and that was why he was so pedantic about it, because he had some sort of instant dislike associated with that name. That had to be it. Some ass called Jayson or Jason or whatever had to have done something really bad to him to make him hate that name. "naw man we're good friends, he's like a brother to me"[/color] she explained with an awkward shrug. Why was he so, well, questioning about this? Did he think that she and Jayson were, like, together or something? Did he really think that if she was dating Jayson she'd be playing fuck buddies with Trevor? no. she wasn't like that. He was avoiding her eyes. what was wrong? "Trevor, what's up?"[/color] she asked, wondering what she'd done or said to make him go all awkward like this. She frowned, thinking back, but could think of nothing. She nodded at the flamingo comment. "yeah when I think pink, i think flamingos, they're much cooler. It would be penguins but they arent pink, so it cant."[/color] she replied with a smile. Penguins were her favourite animal, and her patronus was a penguin too, when she could cast it properly. Like a corporal patronus or whatever. His laugh was contagious, and she started to laugh too. Why was that? hearing his laugh just made her want to join in, it was like when he was happy she was- annie carter. yeah, not happy because he was happy or anything like that. wow. "Yeah, who knows, you could take it to a whole new level of awesome, if you tried"[/color] she replied with a grin. he could. maybe she should stop the Trevor praise now or he'd get freaked out. screw him, she'd get freaked out! "I don't know, I can't see it, pancakes are just too awesome for words, especially yours, i mean i've never tasted anything so goo- erm. yeah. i mean. you know."[/color] she finished. wow. nice going Annie, now she looked like an idiot. Besides, pancakes were one of her favourite foods, but who didn’t like pancakes? She didn’t know anyone who didn’t love pancake day, because it was an excuse to eat loads of them, with fruit and chocolate sauce and everything, although no one should need an excuse but still, that holiday was pretty epic she supposed.

So he couldn't talk about his feelings either, she got that. She only ever talked about her feelings to one person, because she felt super comfortable around her, and that was her nan, but now she was gone, so Annie really kept her feelings to herself. She didn't really tell anyone how she was feeling, and if she had people asking she'd tell them to go and get a life, and stop meddling in hers. she felt however she wanted to feel, it didn't mean that she had to tell them. She didn't like people knowing her feelings because it made her kind of weak and vulnerable to them, and could get hurt by them, so she had to watch herself. Besides, she found it much easier to express anger than any other feeling, and he knew that. "The bat mobile is hot, I so would take a ride in that. I mean, come on, it's like the sex."[/color] she said with a grin. It was a hot car, she'd love it. She wanted a mustang though, above all, but it would cost a load to import one from America, and she couldn't afford it, not to mention that she couldn't take a test for another year or whatever. She decided she'd take it just like a muggle would when she was eighteen, because driving would come in handy when she needed to get away and blow off some steam. She could hop in the car, find a long road and just drive for hours if she wanted to, until she was fine and anger free and could go back and be chill. Mustangs were hot though, she'd try and ask her parents for help with that one, maybe as her eighteenth birthday. "Annietacular, I like that, that ones good, and Annielicious. Those are hot."[/color] annie replied with a laugh as he presented her with all the options. Annie didn't really have any nicknames, it was just Annie, but that was good enough for her, although those ones rocked too. She raised her eyebrow for a moment but then caught on to what she'd said. Fail. "depends on what food, because it's not like soup would work well with that."[/color] she joked, winking. Did he really think it would be hot to eat food off her? Well, that kind of would be very hot, she had to stop thinking about that or she'd go mad. wow. yes. wow.

"Well I can't expect much more from you there, can I? I do shower at inconveniant times, but at the same time, it was pretty convenient to me it seems"[/color] she added with a laugh. Now they were talking like this had happened? She so wished it had. What? no. oh yes. No. but yes. but wow. and then they could like wash and she could so wash his hair, that would be hot, getting her hands all up in there, and yeah. W O W, this was twisted, but she so would love that. Would he let her wash his hair? He seemed pretty like, protective over it, although not as protective as she was with hers. As long as he was careful he could so wash hers though, because she loved the feel of his hands in her hair...and everywhere else and wow. this was getting crazy. "Yeah we would, but if anyone tried hatin on us we could just kick their ass into gear and then BAM, they'd be blown away by our epicness"[/color] she added with a laugh, smiling like crazy. She'd not smiled this much in over a week. no, not over, about a week, when he was last over in fact. what a weird and completely unrelated coincidence. He probably already had fangirls, after all wasn't Nina kind of fangirl crazy over him? Why did she get an instant wave of dislike there? Nina just wasn't good enough for him really, he could do so much better than someone would give themselves up so easily, he needed someone who would so let him chase them a bit, and battle back, with spirit and stuff, someone like her, who would tell him no some day and mean no, and he'd have no say. Oh, shit, she'd offended him there, hadn't he told her that he'd spent christmas alone? "well I was thinking, you know, if you wanted to, i mean, you could spend christmas with us. My parents should be home this year but if they're not, you could just chill with me. If you like, er, feel like coming back for a visit or whatever"[/color] she added kind of awkwardly, biting her lip. He'd say no, and she'd get kind of upset about that. why? Why would she? Because he was turning down the chance at her company? No, just because he'd rather like spend it alone than with her, that was hurtful. why did she have to ask.

Annie kind of missed all the muggle tech whilst she was at Hogwarts, because she couldn't even bring her ipod that she'd gotten here, and she was so attatched to it, she practically lived with it in her ears lately. It was just so easy to use and accomidating. if you were out and a song was in your head, you could just pull out your ipod and BAM, it's there, and you can listen as you walked and whatever, see, it was just so conveniant! But at hogwarts, you totally had to miss out on your favourite songs unless you could convince someone with a guitar and a good voice to play and sing it to you, and Annie didn't know anyone like that. Or at least she didn't know that she knew someone like that. She wished that she was good at guitar. she'd played it once or twice because she knew someone who had it, but she wasn't great. "Yeah, your like the number one thing of course, you have officially replaced bludgers, they have been knocked down a place."[/color] she said with a laugh. She was just laughing and smiling so much that it was like, unreal. She didn't even get why. "yeah well then I'm GLADys mcGlad, and I'm queen of the land of the glads so yeah. I win"[/color] she replied with a laugh, wondering how they came up with this random crap. Neither of them wanted to back down then? Typical, she wasn't going to. "Yeah, well you will see it, if you can open your eyes with the shame that you'll be feeling when you've been beaten at your own game."[/color] she challenged slightly, grinning. she so could try and kick his ass, even though she'd not played it loads, so to speak. but she could learn fast. she'd proved that with many things. she smiled into the kiss as his hands caught her face, and she pressed her lips back closer. she felt his lips part and his tongue make its way along her lip and she let out a low moan. damn this boy was too good. His hand running up her side caused a shiver, and she parted her lips and let his tongue in, her own darting out and greeting it, almost battling it. one hand moved from his hair down to his back, and it slid under his shirt, tickling gently at the base of his back, his skin so warm on hers.[/justify][/size][/blockquote]

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[trevor anthony schumacher]

It wasn't just the fact that he had actually been able to have sex with her, no. She had actually been a virgin, which, somehow, made everything ten times better. Even though he hadn't spent that much time near Annie, he had figured out that she was one of those girls who wouldn't just hand her virginity to anyone. She actually cared who would be her first, so it seemed. Had he really been able to persuade her enough to just get it over with? That she would never be able to find someone who loved and cared about her, and that she was wasting her time waiting? The was amazing. He really was proud of himself. Maybe she really was scared of being a virgin for the rest of her life, and wanted to know what she was missing out on. What surprised him, though, was that he actually cared enough not to just go at it. He would never admit this to anyone, but he had actually cared whether or not he would cause her pain or not. It was weird, because he expected to want to cause her very much pain, for all the teasing and taunting that he had to go through. It was almost the opposite. He was actually being careful, which was unusual. Usually he just did it and didn't give a crap about the person he was doing, but with Annie it was different. Crap, she really was making him a softy, "I know, it's just the worst. I mean, some of them are really good, and they could have been perfect in battle, but I was just too slow," he laughed, surprised that she could actually relate to this. He didn't think she would have ever gone through this, since she seemed like the type who always had an insult or witty remark ready to go before anyone else even opened their mouth, "Oh, yes, you effect me more than you know," he muttered quietly. Ew! Why had he just said that? Idiot, idiot, idiot. He nudged her back, hoping she hadn't heard that. That would be weird, "Mmhmm. Maybe I'll let you be on top every once in a while," he joked, sticking his tongue out at her in reply. Yes, they could be such children sometimes. That was hot, though. Sure, he liked being in control, but he could imagine that Annie could be equally as controlling. That would be hot. Really hot, "It's not just cherry, though, which is what makes it a you taste," he began, "It's the cherry, but it's mixed in with the original taste of Annie. Everyone has their own taste. And so that makes, well, the best taste ever," he laughed. great, more compliments? "I mean, I used to not like cherry. Now I don't mind it," he shrugged. Great, he didn't really want her knowing that she had an influence on his lifestyle, as in choosing what flavors he most enjoyed. If he had never met her, he would have gone with the apple pie. Now, he wanted the cherry.

Good, they were just like siblings. It wasn't like.. incest. Right? "Oh, so, he doesn't like you or anything?" Damn, what was his problem? He sounded so stupid! Why did he have to be so nosy? Why did it matter? It didn't matter. They could like each other if they wanted. He did find the name Jayson suddenly annoying, though. Yes, he'd probably be a complete jackass to that kid if he ever did meet him, so there was no chance in them being friends unless Trevor got rid of this weird problem. It wasn't jealousy, though. No, that made him sound weak. He didn't do jealousy. Nothing to be jealous about, right? He stiffened slightly, glancing at Annie. Crap, she was on to him, "Oh, nothing. I was just.. hoping.. that, this Jayson kid didn't like you or anything because.. he could do so much better," that came out before he could even control it. It just happened, and he didn't even think before he spoke. Then again, he never really did. He shrugged and smirked, as if he thought nothing of it, "I bet there are pink penguins out there somewhere," he responded, "Maybe even pink striped zebras and stuff. And pink hamsters. You name it, there's a pink one somewhere, whether it be due to chemicals, magic, or it's natural. Who knows," he shrugged. Why was her laugh so adorable? It made him feel all fuzzy inside. Was that weird? Maybe his organs were growing mold. Yeah, that was it, "Yep, because I currently don't even have to try to get it at the awesome it's at now," wow, he was confusing himself. What random things they could say, sometimes. It really was humorous. It was odd, though, since she didn't sound sarcastic about that. He raised a brow. Was she really just about to say that she had never tasted pancakes that were so.. good? No way. Impossible. She was just being sarcastic. Then again, she would have tried to stop herself from saying it as awkwardly as the way she had done it, "Goo? You mean gooey? You know, you could have let me know that I had undercooked them," he laughed.

"Well, just imagine I'm the batmobile. I mean, I am the sex, and you can take a ride on me," he winked. How cheesy of him. But he really couldn't help but say that. It was one of those things that just needed to be said, "Or maybe if I rent the batmobile for a day or two, we could totally get it on in there. As long as there was enough room," he joked with a smirk, "But I guess, say, a van, would give us more room to roll around in," he chuckled, amusing himself. Well, now that he had finally decided on staying here, he did have to plan a trip back to America. Maybe.. later. Hell, he could drag Annie with him. He'd just get all of his stuff, and come back here, and live here forever. Yes, that would be awesome. Not like he would introduce her to his parents, though. They probably wouldn't even like her. Or maybe they would. Maybe he should act like she was a muggle or something, so they wouldn't have a biased view of her. Then, after they fall in love with her, he could tell them she was a magical being like himself. They'd be pissed. Ew, why was he thinking about bringing her with him in the first place? Then introducing her to his parents? That was horrible! He could never do that, that was stupid. His parents had never really met any of the girls he had been with, and they weren't stupid. They knew how he was, and that he didn't really have significant others, so the meeting would be awkward if they asked if they were dating. Hell no. Never, "They are, because I came up with them," he grinned, "I, personally, like Annielicious the best. I like to add licious on the end of people's names," he laughed, "Yeah, that would be kind of awkward and messy. It wouldn't even be fun to eat, since I don't like soup," he shrugged, "I prefer the thought of whip cream and chocolate syrup, though those aren't quite.. meals," he smirked.

"Well it was convenient to both of us, I suppose," he winked. Wow, they were making it sound like this had actually happened. He knew that it hadn't, though, because he would have remembered something that amazing, "But I'm sure I would just pretend to slip and fall in with you. Then you really wouldn't have any excuse," great, this was only managing to make him want her all the more. He could lick all the water off of her. That would be hot. He could wash her all over. That would be even hotter. Total make-out session. Why not screw her standing up, against the wall of the shower? That would make it even hotter. Wow, he needed to stop thinking about this. He'd drag her into that shower right now if he didn't stop. But nah, it would be so much more fun if it happened to be an accident. Just spontaneous, you know? Unplanned, him just being in the right place at the right time. So much hotter that way, "That does sound appealing. Or, we could make another video threatening to pop a glock in their mouth and make a brain slushie," he added, laughing at his own reference. Would they even still know each other come Christmastime? Why was her offer so appealing, though? He shouldn't like spending more time with her, especially if it was also with her parents. It wasn't like this was just for sex, either. This was actually for her company. This was weird, he shouldn't like that, "Well.. I might come back for a visit.. you never know. And.. maybe.. I'd like that," he answered, giving her one of his rare, genuine smiles. Yes, keep her thinking he was going back to America, he liked that. He would like spending Christmas with her, though. He really hadn't truly enjoyed Christmas in a long while.

"I feel honored, then," he laughed. As long as he was some sort of number one in her life, he was fine with that. Ew, why did he even want to be a number one in her life? No reason, he just liked being number one in general. Yeah, sure, "And bludgers can't really talk back, either. I mean, I'm amusing, aren't I?" he asked, grinning, "So, wait, you're a McGlad, too? Does that make us siblings, or are we married? Or just happen to have the same last names?" he laughed. Damn, he was laughing way too much. It wasn't normal at all, "And.. I'm king of the land of the Glads. My dog's name is Glad, and I also live on Glad Gladenue, number Glad. I think I win," he added triumphantly. She wouldn't be able to even touch that, he was too good. Obviously, though, neither of them was going to back down anytime soon, "Yeah, I doubt it. I'm king. I own all the noobs on Xbox Live. They don't even compare, I'm just too good," he added. She was sure of herself, wasn't she? Maybe she was just a confident person. He would own her, though, he knew. Hopefully, at least. Maybe she wasn't just all talk and no action. She did seem to be a natural at other things, so why not this? Holy crap, that moan was so hot. Too hot. He was officially going to die. He had this sudden urge to just rip all of her clothes off and take her then, but he knew that would be rushing it. Why not let a good thing last? He felt her tongue meet his, enjoying the moment, then slipped his tongue into her mouth. Immediately remembering something, he let his tongue trail across the roof of her mouth. He almost laughed when he felt her hand on his back. That kind of tickled. It felt cool against his skin. He let his hand travel up her side until he met the cloth of her bra, his other still tangled in her hair, and smirked into the kiss.

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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 EXCEEDS THE LEVEL OF EPIC IN MY POST. YOU PWN SO MUCH. SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE. I SERIOUSLY GET DISTRACTED TOO DAMN EASILY, LOL. TEAM EMMANNIEZ. :D [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

I Like The Way It hurts
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If someone were to ask Annie Carter why she had invited Trevor over for that first day after their little Honeydukes incident (she said little, there was nothing little about that incident), Annie would have told them that she only wanted the pancakes, and that was about it. If you'd have asked Annie that morning if by the end of the night she would no longer be a virgin, she would have laughed in your face, because, truth be told, Annie had never planned to sleep with Trevor that day, but then she didn't expect him to turn up and make exceptionally amazing pancakes. In fact, truth be told, she doubted at first that he'd turn up at all, but she'd not been disappointed. Not that him not turning up back then would have made her disappointed. Not that him not showing up right now would have made her disappointed either. Wow this was confusing even herself. Anyway, Annie had decided, as her nan had told her that she should just see where the moment took her. She knew that plans took a lot of the fun out of things, and she'd accepted that fact, and she was sure that had she planned to have sex with him that day, it probably would have been less smooth and fun, and a lot more awkward, because once you have a plan, you want to stick to it, and not only that, but you feel like it's looming over you, and then you feel pressured and then it gets awkward because you over think everything. How do I bring up the topic of sex? How do I initiate sex with him? How will I hint to him that I want to? All these questions caused awkwardness, and at least with Annie and Trevor they hadn't been awkward, it was more smooth and natural, so to speak. Had she really spent the last few minutes of her thinking time, analysing how their sex went? And why had she just practically told him that she wasn't as good as insults as he believed? Sure, she was great and all, but she wanted him to think she was flawless, because then he would never think he could hurt her with his words again, without her having a witty comeback. And it wasn't like he was sticking around long enough to find out. Why did that make her sad?

"of course that was way back in the beginning when that happened, when I was like, five, and the best insult that kids knew was 'you smell', and it wasn't hard to match that with my awesome skillz"

[/color] she explained with a shrug, looking normal and relaxed. She was lying of course, it still happened to this day, and had happened with his arguments, but she was sure she'd fared pretty well against him. Did he really just say that? Before she could ask something about that she felt him nudge her and laughed, nudging him back again and poking her tongue out. "What do you mean, by that, you know, me effecting you?"[/color] she asked, prompting him so he couldn't say he didn't know what she was on about. Oh, yes, she'd caught that, and for some reason her stomach was doing back flips over it. Can someone say, 'Hello butterflies?' And then he said that comment and she flushed slightly. Why? It just caught her off guard is all, after the butterflies of course. "Maybe we should compromise too, and every once in awhile, we could be on, let's say, an equal level? Standing up should do the trick, although I'm short, so I don't know how well that would work. Maybe I could like, stand on a chair?"[/color] Annie suggested, laughing. How much sex did she think they could fit in? When was he going back to America? What if he was going tomorrow and today was the last time she'd see him? no, he would have said something. Besides, he said once in awhile, which meant he was here a bit longer, surely? "The best taste ever? I mean. sure, like, cherry's taste pretty hot, and I'm willing to bet that the sun tastes pretty hot too, so that is a very heating taste. does it heat you?"[/color] she joked, smiling. He was complimenting her too much, was he just building her up to tear her down? She wouldn't put it past him. But then his apology in the store seemed genuine, and why would he go through all that apology just to screw it up? He wouldn't, especially when apologies weren't said often by him. Cherry was now his favourite flavour? "many things have cherry in them nowadays, have you tried cherry coke?"[/color] she asked, her eyes sparkling slightly at this new information. she had some in the house, he could pinch some of that if he wanted. coke. cherry coke. a cola. just saying.

Annie paused in her walking for a second, craning her head slightly up and on an angle toward him. "ew, Jayson? Thinking about that is wrong on so many levels. "[/color] she paused her speech this time and carried on walking. "But then I suppose that it depends on the definition of like your asking about. I think he likes my personality, and he likes hanging around with me, and as a good friend, he likes me, but nothing more than that, really. I don't think anyway. I've never seen any hints that he does like me, so yes he likes me, but as no more than a good, close friend"[/color] she summarised finally, thinking about it. She'd never caught any sort of sign that he liked her, they were more like siblings than anything else, so that would just be wrong. Like some sort of crazy incest. Ew. "why do you ask anyway?"[/color] she asked, frowning, as she was confused slightly by his reasoning. "He could do so much better."[/color] she answered. shit, that sounded more like a statement than a questioning reply. But he could, Jayson was a great guy, and Annie knew that she wasn't right for him, as well as they got on, he needed someone that could be very calm and keep him calm too, someone to tie him down and keep him relaxed, not someone who would jump around and fuel his hyperactivity. "I mean, well, uhh,"[/color] she stumbled over her words slightly. How could she phrase this so that he didn't hear her putting herself down a little? Sure, Annie was confident and cheery and she was energetic, and also loud, but everyone had those moments where they felt a little down about themselves, even Annie. "For the type of person he is, and for his personality, I think that he needs balance. Too much craziness would drive him insane, and so he needs someone to get him to tone it down, not someone that would tip the scales in the favour of craziness. So in that sense, sure, he can do so much better than be. But at the same time, sure as hell that there hardly is anyone better than me"[/color] she added, her old confident self finding it's way back through with a grin. She didn't want to have Trevor see her questioning herself because it would show him that she wasn't as confident as she put on sometimes, and then she had a weakness. "If there isn't, there should be. There should be pink everything, and then we could open some sort of freaky zoo with all pink animals, and all the people in our house get free admission, and then everyone else has to pay, and then we could be like, yeah suckers, bet you think slytherin sucks now, huh?" she said with a laugh, mimicking some cocky reaction right at the end there. Crap, he'd caught her awkward ending. Of course he had, it was too awkward not to catch. "D. good. they were good. but I still think you should cook them again for me because you obviously need more practice"[/color] sarcasm dripped through on the practice part, btu she did want him to cook them for her again soon. if he wasn't in America.

The truth was that Annie often doubted herself. She doubted her decisions too, but knew at the end of the day that what was done was done, and she should never regret anything that made her smile. Some wise person said that and she'd kind of made it her new years resolution every year for the past few, because she was a bugger for thinking 'maybe I shouldn't have done that after all'. In fact, she'd come to accept a lot of her decisions, but one that she wasn't doubting at all, was her decision to sleep with Trevor. Sure, she'd made it subconsciously, but she couldn't bring herself to say that she regretted it, because she didn't. She couldn't, And she doubted that she ever would. She'd not even regretted it after what he'd said, so that showed her tolerance levels for Trevor, but she'd never let him know he could get away with so much shit. She shook her head slightly, but laughed at his little cheesy thing he'd said. "take a ride on you? So you want me to be on top now?"[/color] she asked, raising her eyebrows and laughing. She couldn't imagine having sex in the bat mobile, although it would be kind of hot no doubt. "maybe, it looks kind of cramped though"[/color] she said, frowning and trying to work out a way in her mind that she could do it. she tilted her head to the side subconsciously, and only slightly, each time, trying a new angle in her mind. "yeah, the mystery machine for example would have amazing amounts of room in the back, we could get it on all over the place"[/color] she said, joking and joining in this little idea festival. Not like they would ever do it, it wasn't possible for them to get the mystery machine, much less for them to defile it with their sexual activities. "Annielicious is pretty hot"[/color] she added with a wink, laughing again. "but then annie and licious are such awesome words that to put them together would be mind blowing"[/color] she joked again, smiling over at him. He was so cute when he- no. Just, just, no. "mm chocolate syrup. I love that stuff. Can you cover me in it? Can someone say, yes please?"[/color] she joked. She loved chocolate syrup, on everything pretty much. well, everything desert related. Ice cream, even, cakes, with strawberries on their own. ohh dipping the strawberries in them. that was lush. she liked that.

"Yes it was not only convenient, but it was totez hot too" she joked, as if this had really happened. It blatently hadn't, she'd remember it, very well. Besides, they had only had sex once, and that was over one painful week ago. No, wait, just one week ago, but it felt like so much longer than that. And now she was imagining it. Him falling in, laughing over it, and then...we'll not go there. But was it bad to say that now Annie Carter really liked the idea of shower sex? Merlin, it just sounded so hot! You see, as long as her first time was in a bed, Annie was up for mixing up the locations a bit more now. As you could tell. Maybe they could shower in the morning together? Nah, that was planned, that would be boring, it would be so much better if it was spontaneous and unplanned, and then it would be so much more fun, and so much hotter. Planning just took the fun out of things, as she said, because of all that pressure crap going on. Sucky. She just hoped that one day maybe he'd slip and fall into the shower with her by accident, and BAM! Want fulfilled. Annie didn‘t quite get the reference their, but she recognised that quote. ”Yeah, or, we could just blind them by the epicness of us combined and then they would like, be stunned. Owned.”[/color] she said, laughing. She recognised the quote, but where from, she had no idea. "Well maybe I like that you'd like that."[/color] she added with a grin, suddenly happy that she may get the chance to see him again. Her parents could meet him, tear him apart with their sarcasm, especially her dad, that was where she inherited it from, probably. Her mother was sarcastic too, of course, but the majority of sarcastic comments came from her dad. He could even join in on the 'that's what she said' jokes that they did, because that was always fun. In fact, he'd probably fit right in, and as long as they didn't get up to anything when her parents were in the house, she doubted that her mother would care much about them sharing a bed. It would save her making one up, and plus, they would probably threaten him, so like if they were caught doing that, he'd die. But nothing major, erm, really. They wouldn't really kill him, actually, they were pretty cool about sex, as long as she was using protection with him, and of course they were. She'd even seen him pick some up at the store.

"You should feel honoured, it's a very prestigious position"[/color] she joked, randomly. In all honesty, after what he'd said to her, he was lucky that he could be in her life at all. But also in all honesty, even after what he'd said, Annie wouldn't want it any other way. How mad was that? It was mad, she knew it was, and scary. "to laugh at, yes. And no they can't talk back, although maybe with some magic.."[/color] she trailed off, laughing. She was of course joking, he was very amusing, he knew that because he'd made her laugh so much in the past few minutes of her life that she couldn't deny that he could make her laugh. she'd not laughed this much in ages. "well considering what we are and what we've done, I don't think siblings is a wise choice, or we won't be McGlad much longer, we'd be McLocked up. So, that's either married or just randomly supporting the last name. your choice"[/color] she shrugged, smirking. She couldn't help but wonder what he'd pick. "no way, because you know my muggle phone number? if you write out all the coinciding letters in the alphabet, it spells out 'i am so gladder than you, so suck it' and my po box has got to be G1ADNESS. I win."[/color] she replied with a shrug, laughing again. Why were they joking about this? Oh yeah, because neither of them would back down. stubborn people. "ah but I don't go on xbox live, so that's why"[/color] she joked, winking. She'd have to go and buy an xbox and this game to like, practice so she could own him now. Damn. She'd get her parents to get it, by pulling some sort of guilt trip for missing her birthday. A late birthday present, perhaps? She thought so. Annie parted her lips even more and let his tongue in, and within seconds, there it was. She shivered into him, as he'd gone right to her weak spot. As his hands trailed up, she moved her hands more up his back, nails dragging slightly, but not hard enough to hurt like hell of course. She didn't have much nail, because she did bite them when she got nervous, but it was decent enough for him to feel it. She pressed her lips even closer, running her tongue over his teeth now. She wanted him so badly, but at the same time, didn't want to rush it. Why not make a good thing last, eh? She moved her legs to wrap them around the back of his waist, squeezing gently, but not too tight.[/justify][/size][/blockquote]

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[trevor anthony schumacher]

Trevor studied her expression carefully, though he should have known that he really could never tell if she was lying or not. Sometimes she was just so good at that. Sure, it was believable, but also unlikely. She couldn't have been perfect, there had to be some slip ups now and then, right? Or.. not. Maybe she was the queen of insults and such, "Hm, well, I'm sure one day I'll be able to prove you wrong," he replied casually. Yes, he would always continue to insult her, and one time he would have something perfect, and she would come up with nothing. Then he would point out his victory, and dance. Then again, that might never happen. Or maybe he should just stop being a pessimist. Why did it matter so much to him, anyway? It wasn't like he thought that was a way to impress her, with insults and witty comebacks or something, no. Nothing like that, that would just be silly! "I'm so offended," he joked when she poked her tongue out at him, "Don't make me bite it off or something," he smirked, reaching out and randomly poking her in the side.

He cleared his throat suddenly, looking anywhere but at Annie. Great, she had caught that, "What, hm? I dunno what you're talking about," he began quickly. Maybe a little too quickly to where he sounded suspicious. Great, "I mean, I didn't say.. affect, or anything," he added awkwardly, "I said.. resurrect?" that came out more like a question, and he sounded like an idiot. Of all words that sounded like effect, he chose that. He ran a hand through his hair, still avoiding any sort of eye contact with the redhead. He didn't want her to know that she had some sort of effect on him. That would be awful, and she'd use that to her advantage. She'd probably laugh and point, too, or something, "Yeah, your height would interfere," he began, his smirk back in place, "But a chair would make you too tall. Maybe we could use a step stool or something?" he suggested with a raised eyebrow, "I, uh, didn't mean ever. I meant to say.. however.. the taste of cake is.. better," he went on, babbling. Great, cake wasn't exactly a taste, so that made no sense. Could he be any more obvious? He was normally not that bad at covering himself up, but he kept making slip ups and couldn't save himself in time. Oh, Annie was probably just enjoying this mess, "I'm sure you already know that a lot of things heat me," he stated simply, as if that answered her seemingly obvious question. Of course it heated him, what didn't? "Ooo, yes, I like cherry coke," he grinned, "But I think I would have to go with cherry Pepsi," he added. He was a bigger fan of Pepsi products than coke products, even if they might taste exactly the same, "Do you like cherry coke or something?" he asked, glancing at her.

"Good, good," Trevor replied, feeling a bit more triumphant, "Jayson is wrong on so many levels," he added randomly, sounding like some immature kid. Well.. he still considered himself an immature kid, so that worked. Ew, close friends? Not cool. She didn't need a guy as a close friend. That meant they were close. Mentally, and physically, probably. Why was he getting so paranoid about this? He really needed to stop caring. Sheesh, he was such an idiot sometimes, "Just.. curious," he muttered, making sure not to let something else slip. He was expecting her to get angry at him for that comment, but why did she seem to be agreeing? It was completely false. It was Annie who could actually do better. Well, better than him, but maybe this Jayson kid was good for her. A lot better than he would be, at least. He was awful, compared to others. Wow, why was she even still standing here, in his company, when she had people like Jayson, who she seemed so much better off with. They probably didn't 'hate' each other, and argue all the time. He was quite shocked when she seemed to not be able to speak. Had she meant to say that? It seemed.. odd. Well, that did make her sound a lot more confident there at the end of that statement, "Well in that case, you could do way better than me. I mean, imagine how bad I would.. tip the scales," he began, using her saying, "I can imagine that that Jayson kid is a lot more healthier for you than I am," he added, a hint of bitterness able to be detected in his tone. Wait, why did he say that? It wasn't like they were together or anything. Or ever would be, for that matter. She knew she could do better than him, and this.. whatever they had.. was just some form of distraction until she found someone she wanted to be with. That just made him feel great, "I do think there's such thing as too much pink," he added with a laugh. Wow, they could really think of the strangest things sometimes. It was almost weird, how they always seemed to think on the same wavelength of randomness. Frightening, really. Cool, she thought his pancakes were good. And she admitted it. That made him feel awesome, "I hope you realize my head just got a bit larger with that statement," he joked, "But, that sounds like a plan. Unless I'm not around, then.. I can mail them to you," he grinned. Sure, he had already chosen he was staying here, but maybe he was testing for a reaction. What was he expecting? She'd probably be excited at the thought of him leaving. The only downer would be that she would no longer have her verbal punching bag.

"Every once and a while, sure, to mix things up," he smirked. Of course he was going to have to turn that into something sexual. He had to, he was just a sexual creature, and he found those kind of conversations highly amusing, especially if the recipient played along. What he enjoyed the most about Annie was that she went along with almost any conversation he would bring up, even if it was as random and pointless as hell, "Yeah, that's why I'd prefer a van. More space to move around and try out different positions," he added. It was extremely difficult to keep himself from laughing during moments like this. He rose an eyebrow at her head tilt. What was she thinking about? Was she.. ? Nope, she wasn't that awesome, "Just imagine being able to go up to all of your friends and telling them you had hot, crazy sex in the mystery machine. I think it sounds cooler saying the bat mobile, but since that wouldn't be as enjoyable, we can lie and say we did," he laughed. Yeah, wow, they could be extremely weird with their thoughts, "It's beyond hot," he responded easily. Oh, that wink was hot. A heatable wink was what that was, "Maybe I'll call you that from now on. Sounds pretty epic.. and no one else has the permission to call you that but me. And if they do, let me know, and I'll make sure they never do it again," he smirked. That sure would make him feel special, being the only one aloud to call her Annielicious. Oh, now he was getting images. Great. Just dandy. They were hot, though. Oh, yes, and he could lick all the chocolate syrup off of her. Sheesh, he could get carried away sometimes, "Yes, please," he joked, "That would be hotter than hot. The center of the sun, or whatever is.. really hot," he added lamely.

"Totez.. yes. I like that word.. totez," he laughed. If only that had happened.. it would have been amazing. Oh, no, he was sure that one day it would happen. He had to make it happen before it wasn't possible. Like, before she hated him and wanted him dead or whatever. He was sure that was not too far away, he was probably going to screw up royally sooner or later, and she wouldn't be willing to forgive him. Soon, he would be sneaking into her bathroom window. He had to make sure she was taking a shower at that point in time, though, or there would be no point, "We'd get arrested for blinding people," he explained, "But, then again, it's unintentional, since we can't control our awesomeness.. so we could probably get off without any jail time," he joked, "And maybe I like that you like that I'd like that," he smirked. He wasn't going to lie, though. That was a scary thought. He would be meeting her parents. He had never met a girl's parents before. They would hate him, instantly. He was awful with adults. Great, maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all. It wasn't like he was still going to be in her life by then, anyway, right? He never did stick around for long, and it wasn't like Annie could change that about him.. though she sort of already had. Damn, that was a frightening thought.

He did feel special. After all they'd been through, and everything he'd done to piss her off and such, how was she still willing to even be in the same room as him? Maybe she was just.. messed up in the head or something. Didn't she know better than that, though? She was a smart girl, and of all people she could be spending time with, he was the last person most would think.. probably. Or not, who knows. Maybe they were perfect for each other, in a weird way. Not like.. that.. though. Or whatever. Never mind, "And to laugh with," he grinned, "Why didn't you think of that a long time ago? Then that could be an easy replacement for me when I leave," he joked. That would be interesting to see, Annie arguing with a bludger. In some strange way, that would be hot, "Yeah, incest isn't cool. Don't wanna end up like the Weasleys," he laughed. Yes, he always liked to think that the Weasleys loved each other just a bit too much, "I'm gonna have to go with marriage.. I don't like the idea of you having the same name as me and not being my property," he joked. Wow, that was hard to beat, "Well.. I have three kids named Glad, Glader, and Gladest. I like to go gladding for glads. And I always smell glad," instead of fishing for fish, he preferred to go glading for glads. This whole little battle was lolworthy, "Well I have experience playing against tons of people online, so obviously I'd be better. I bet you don't have that much experience," he assumed. He had figured out that the roof of her mouth might be one of her weak spots before, and he seemed to have been right. Point for him. He let out a short, low moan when he felt her nails on his back. Now that was hot. He paused to give her bottom lip a light nibble, then continued to roam her mouth with his tongue, one hand still moving through her hair. As she her legs tightened around his waist, his other hand trailed toward her back, toying with the cloth of her bra, it's destination being the clasp. His hand was like a shark creeping up on it's prey. Yes, he would think something like that.

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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 SORRY THIS TOOK A FORFREAKINGEVAR. IT'S NOT WORTHY xD. TEAM EMMANNIEZ. :D [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

I Like The Way It hurts
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Annie watched him as his eyes scrutinised her face, but it seemed that he believed her little lie, or at least enough so that he didn't call her on it. Good. Annie was a good liar, and she was sure that should she have had the chance, she would make a good actress too, as she was dramatic when she wanted to be, good at faking expressions, like happy, sad, angry. She could practically cry at will, and she could lie well enough to make people believe that whatever she was saying was the truth. You see, Annie Carter was good at what she did, but at the same time, it was just a way, she supposed, to try and keep herself safe. She didn't like getting hurt. She'd had enough of internal pain when she'd lost her Nan, and she'd cried for weeks then, real tears, and she'd cried so much that she could barely talk, her throat was raw from the sobs that had literally been taken from there, when she thought she couldn't make any more of them. But she'd never tell him that. She'd never tell him that she spent weeks in her room, not coming out. She ate in there, usually only little things. Scrambled eggs and bread, soup or ice cream. Her mom had thought she was sick, but she was just, empty. She felt like a part of her was missing now. It wasn't missing, it was six feet under, and she hated that fact. But, Annie had learned to move on, and just remember the good things about her Nan, like how she cooked her omelettes, or her laugh, or how she was always so wise. Annie realised she'd kind of spaced out and pulled her head back to the present, and to him. "you say that like you plan on sticking around. But good luck with that, I'm sure you could give it a good try. But that's all it will be, a try. A failed attempt maybe, but nothing more, just saying."

[/color] she grinned, a challenging look on her face. She would make sure she never ran out of things to say to him, she never wanted to let him see her at a weak and vulnerable point again, not after last time. "Aww is ickle Trevor offended by Annie's skills?"[/color] She asked in her best baby mocking voice, still smiling lightly. "Hey. did I say you could touch me?"[/color] Annie said soberly, in her best angry but holding it in voice, her voice turning stern for a moment. She paused and chuckled again, reaching out to tickle his side. She loved being so light hearted like this

Annie looked sceptically across at him. "really?"[/color] she asked, raising her eyebrows and watching him, an odd expression on her face. It was a mix between, well, happiness that he'd kind of admitted that, plus, confusion at the happiness that she felt because of that, mixed with a questioning look for him, that also applied to her, because she wasn't sure if she'd heard him wrong. No, she hadn't, he'd said effected. "I resurrect you?"[/color] she asked, her eyebrows raising even more. Right, yeah, that made total sense. That was more sarcasm by the way. And it sounded like a question when he'd said that word. "just a word of advice, if your going to try and cover it up, and lie to me, you need to sound more sure of yourself, questions don't inspire confidence in the thing you said."[/color] she advised, smiling, a little smugly, but at the same time, she kind of wanted to get away from that topic. They hated each other, he probably meant 'effected' as in, like, something to do with their hate. Their hate effected him....yeah. That was it. "we both know the only thing that effects you that's to do with me is that we hate each other anyway"[/color] she assured herself, and him too, supposedly. The fact that he was avoiding her eyes told her that she was effecting him though, for one thing or another, and that was something you never saw from Trevor Schumacher, so she had to feel slightly smug and proud. How many girls had tried to get him to care? And here she was, not even trying, and she was effecting him like this. Of course, it was hate. Obviously. She kept reminding herself. Because he hated her, right? And she....hated...him? No, not a question, a statement. She hated him.

"A step stool should do it, I could always like, step up or down a step then should I be too tall. Although being taller than you would give me much satisfaction. Then I could so call you a midget"[/color] she laughed, smiling at him. She kind of secretly liked being taller than him, it was cute that he had to duck down to kiss her, and her head was like, a great height for her being able to lean her head on his shoulder. Hot. "Oh, yeah, you love cake"[/color] she replied. She remembered him mentioning it somewhere or something. Either that, or it was just that obvious. If he was putting that above the taste of her. Wait, not her, cherries. Above the taste of cherries. But then he did say that he didn't really used to like cherries, until she came along. God that sounded cheesy. Like her being there had altered something dramatically huge in his life or something. Like that could happen. But then he was covering up really bad. But she let this one slide, she was just happy in the knowledge that now he liked cherries, seemingly because they tasted like her. No, she tasted like them? They tasted like each other? Whatever. Anyway. "Oh yeah I have a list"[/color] she said without thinking. Wow, slip up. Crap. Now it sounded like she actually thought about it a whole lot. Not that she did. She certainly didn't have a checklist of what heated him the most. Great, he was probably enjoying this little slip. "That was meant to come out as, erm, sarcasm."[/color] she covered up lamely, biting her lip. Hand running through his hair, running her tongue over the roof of his mouth, pulling him closer, the taste of cherries, little hot moaning sounds that she usually made when he kissed her, and mental images which she let slip so easily with the little 'or...' trailing off sentence.

"Cherry Coke is amazing, but when I say I wan't some coke people usually stare at me, it's like, no, a cola. Coke a Cola."[/color] she said, rolling her eyes. She grinned as she saw his grin, and she did it without thinking too, as seeing him smile made her want to smile. Damn it. "Cherry Pepsi?"[/color] she asked. She'd never heard that Pepsi did a cherry version. Wow, that would be epic, she'd have to go and look for that, she wanted to try it. Obviously not just because it was one of his favourite drinks, but it also was cherry, so it was her taste mixed with Pepsi. And she liked Pepsi anyway, so it sounded like a nice combination. She wondered where she could buy some of that. "Like? no. I LOVE cherry coke! It's like, addicting and amazing and it tastes like cherry and i love it and wow, it tends to get me kind of hyper though, but that's because i usually eat it after some skittles, so all that sugar is like, wow, head rush"[/color] She joked, emphasising that word, love, because she rarely used it and she seriously did love cherry coke. She was lethal when she was hyper because she was bad enough normally. She tried to hold his eyes when he glanced at her, because honestly, not that she'd ever tell him that, but his eyes were really pretty. They were an amazing blue colour and in all fairness, she'd never seen eyes that colour before. "Jayson's a great guy, I get on well with him, he's like the brother I never had, imagining him like that, it's wrong"[/color] she replied. Why was he so against Jayson anyway? It wasn't like he even knew him. Maybe he did know him and he was keeping that from her for some odd reason. Nah. Nope. She heard his words and looked utterly bewildered. What the heck? Was that bitterness there too? This was so weird. "I said Jayson needed balance, I don't. I can handle crazy mad, I've proved that in the past, but I don't know, I see Jayson as the type of guy that needs down time, like quietness, and stuff, and conversations that make sense every once in awhile. We're different in that respect."[/color] she replied, pausing before phrasing this next part. "and healthy is boring, I prefer more exciting things, and ice cream, and cake. Besides, it's not like your going to stick around long enough to make me ill"[/color] she replied, carrying on the metaphor of unhealthy. Her own disappointment kind of slipped in there, but only slightly. Damn that was bad. She was of course only disappointed because she'd miss their arguments and stuff. right? Yeah, right.

Besides, it wasn't like they were together. She was pretty, sure, but he could get someone of supermodel looks if he wanted, so she knew he could get someone better in the looks department. And no doubt that he could get someone who wouldn't mind doing some things that she didn't want to, if you catch the drift there. And it wasn't like she could see them being together. At all. Or for long periods of time. Because obviously, he was just doing her until he found someone else that he deemed worthy of his interests. Why did she hate the thought of him with someone else so much? Damn. Damn it all. She tried to hide the, anger? at the idea of him with someone else from her face, and she hit it well in fairness. "Yeah, there is, I mean, those plastic Barbie girls who live in hot pink, that's too much, but I'm thinking more like, really light pink, like baby pink, like almost white, but with a pink tinge, and various other shades."[/color] she replied, pulling a sickly face at the hot pink mention. She didn't know where they shopped, but surely their clothes had to be custom made. Wasn't it just odd, that they seemed to be on the sort of same wavelength of random? Like, they could have whole conversations too based around essentially nothing. At least they would never run out of stuff to talk about. Well, not that never was a big issue thanks to him leaving. "Oh no! nothing about you needs to get any bigger"[/color] she joked, realising what she said and putting her hand over her eyes for a moment. "I need to start watching my words"[/color] she added, laughing slightly. Her face fell slightly, and noticeably as he mentioned not being there, but she recovered it quickly. "Yeah, although I'll have to have someone taste them first though, because, seeing how we both hate each other, I need to know they're not poisoned"[/color] she joked, laughing slightly, but it was more half hearted thanks to her remembering he was going. It was sad really, but she'd miss this, just hanging out like this, their random conversations and all that.

"well we'll take it in turns to make it fair I suppose"[/color] she added, smirking. She knew he'd take that into something sexual, it was just how he was, and her mind could see the possibilities too, also telling her that she was a lot more sexually minded than she thought. She found it very amusing though, how they could just, start on a conversation and see where it went, even if it started off as one silly comment. It was fun, and she was actually starting to enjoy his company. Oh no she didn't. She didn't just think that. Nope, no, no, no way. Wow. That was a silly thing, she'd never think that again because she hated him, right? Yes. Moving on. "have you ever done it in a van before? Where's the oddest place that you have had sex?"[/color] she asked, curious. She'd only done it once of course, he knew that well enough, because it was with him. Annie snorted at that, she just got the mental image of going to tell Jayson. His face in her imagination was priceless. He'd die. "Oh yeah! Hey Jayson, you'll never guess what, me and Trevor totally just did it in the mystery machine, how's that for epic? I feel bad for whoever has to clean that van."[/color] she acted, laughing again. That would be pretty priceless. She wondered if anyone else had ever done it before. "oh and check it, we're off to go and hunt down the Batmobile for round two, laterz"[/color] she added on, laughing again. Ah this conversation was priceless. "yeah, I shall make sure no one ever calls me that but you, I won't even tell Jayson, feel special, he knows most of my nicknames"[/color] she joked, laughing again. "well, maybe one day you'll have that, tasty opportunity"[/color] she replied, laughing. She couldn't imagine that but it sounded kind of hot. Maybe she'd let him. Just maybe.

"Well it is an epic word, i love it. Totez love it."[/color] she added, laughing again. She so wished that would have happened, it would have been pretty amazing, but it would suck if it was planned. Damn. "they'd have to make up a new conviction for us, accidental blinding due to complete lack of control of their awesomeness"[/color] She joked, grinning. see, this conversation, it was random, she'd miss having these little random things that spouted off from practically nothing, just an off comment that so happened to cause this whole conversation. She didn't have these sort of conversations with anyone really, just him, that was kind of special, in an odd way. "yeah well maybe I like that you maybe like that I like that you'd like that."[/color] she continued, confusing herself and laughing again, a grin on her face. She could see her parents loving Trevor, especially if he started on the that's what she said jokes because her dad and mom would probably end up joining in, and then Annie would and they could all watch some random movie and pull those jokes all the way through it and then she and Trevor could snuggle on the sofa and- no. No snuggling. Not that her parents would mind, but fuck buddies wouldn't snuggle. She'd have to try and think of something to tell her parents though, it's not like she could walk up to them and introduce him as her bed buddy. That wouldn't go down well. Maybe she'd pass it off as them being like, friends or something first, so they weren't prejudiced against him and then when they loved him like a member of the family she'd hint that they were something more, but not that much more at the same time. And then they wouldn't hate him because they loved him. Yeah, that was a plan.

Annie had to be pretty messed up in the head to take all the shit that he'd said to her, and to still want him in her home, in her life, and even more than that, as a part of her. She'd forgiven him before he even apologised, she'd just not made it official forgiveness. She'd not been able to hate him properly for a whole week. Like, they had their own hate, sure, she could do that, but proper hate, that made you not want to talk to them and not want to see them, she'd not been able to keep that up. It was silly. She was a smart girl, and she knew that he'd probably end up near hurting her again, but out of all the people that she could be spending her time with, he was the first person she could think of when she asked herself who she wanted to spend her time with, and honestly, that kind of scared her, so she pushed that thought to the back of her mind, never to think it again. There he went again, dropping reminders that he wouldn't be here for long. In fact, how did she know that this wouldn't be the last time that she'd him? How did she know that in seven hours time he wasn't going to jump on a plane back to America? Because in seven hours time he should be asleep next to her. He'd said he'd stay the night, that was her condition, he couldn't go back on it, could he? "I'm keeping my options open, I'm trying to see how good Jayson is at arguing"[/color] she joked, grinning. The reminders of him leaving were almost there to torture her. "yeah it's not cool at all. I always thought that maybe the Weasley's got a little too close."[/color] she added, laughing again. She'd dated one of them though, she didn't really think that they'd hopped into bed together. ew. She couldn't tell you how glad she was though that she'd not had sex with Chris. She was actually really glad that Trevor had been her first time. Anyway. She pulled on a shocked face as he talked about property. "I'd be your wife, not your property sweetheart"[/color] she replied, adding in that common term that she always heard her mother call her dad. ew. "I have my own clothing line, it's called, Gladrags of Gladston, those three kids would also be mine because I'm your wife, and, I'd often cook the glads that you go gladding for, meaning that I'd make up recipes such as glad stew, glad pie, and lads on toast. Beat that"[/color] she offered, looking smug, and laughing slightly. "Well, to be fair, I think I proved that experience isn't everything"[/color] she added in with a grin. She had no experience in certain departments and apparently she was awesome in them. That was all she was saying on the matter.

Annie grinned as he let out that low moan. She figured he'd enjoy that, seems she'd been right, point for her. And another thing to add to her list. That she obviously, erm, didn't keep in her mind of things that heated him. Annie parted her lips even more, giving his tongue more access to her mouth, and letting it carry it's roaming, as it was heating her beyond belief. She'd never been so heated, in fact. Merlin this was like, someone had stuck her in an oven. Or, if she was the oven, someone, probably Trevor, had turned it on to full heat. Wow. She let out another low moan as he nibbled on her lip. She felt like she was feeling everything times ten for some reason, like, everything was heightened. She wanted him so badly this was unbearable. She pushed herself closer still, her hands tangling even more in his hair and pulling his lips as close as humanly possible. They hadn't even lost any clothes and she was about ready to explode. Merlin. She could feel his hand moving toward the clasp of her bra, and she sucked in a small breath, as best she could considering her current position. her other hand that was under his shirt began rubbing random patterns and circles in his back, but her mind was focused, and hoping that this wasn't the last time that they would have this chance[/justify][/size][/blockquote]

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TAGGED trevor schumacher!
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NOTE NAWW THAT'S OKAY, IT'S EXCELLENCE WAS WORTH WAITING FOR! I LOVED IT! I HOPE THIS ONES GOOD ENOUGH, SORRY IT'S SOO LONG HAHA. OHH WE SHOULD PROBABLY FADE OUT SOON O.O TEAM SAM♥ TEAM TREVOR♥!
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[trevor anthony schumacher]

Trevor could tell that she seemed to be having one of those moments where your thoughts begin to drift to something else. It was just this expression one would suddenly wear, where you could just.. tell. And that seemed to be happening to Annie in those moments. He wanted to know what she was thinking. Well, he actually always wanted to know what she was thinking. He wanted to be in her head, to be able to know all of her thoughts, and be able to know her. She was so complex and so.. confusing, ”What are you thinking about?” he asked suddenly, curiosity evident in his tone. The more he knew about her, the better. He just wanted to figure her out, it was just this strange obsession of his. It was odd, since he never really took time out of his life like this with anyone else. She was like a.. book.. waiting to be read. How cheesy was that? But it was true. He just had this desire to know all about her. Freaking weird. Messed up. Disturbing. He wanted to stick around, as horrible as that thought was to him. He wanted to be around her long enough to break down whatever walls she had up, “Well, maybe I will stick around.. maybe. A little bit. You never know, I could surprise you.” he responded, ”And I’m sure I’ll succeed. I mean, I always do. It’s just.. naturally what I do. I succeed. I’m a succeeder,” he added lamely, though her grin was still quite contagious, ”Ha, what skills?” he joked, then paused. What was her problem? Was she serious? He stared at her blankly for a moment. How did she do that? Better yet, why? Could it be possible that he really had found someone weirder than him. He rolled his eyes, though not being able to help the grin that reappeared, jumping to the side as she tickled him once more, “Tickling is so.. from the times of the toddlers. People our age would rather like to grope and stuff,” he explained, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, then laughing once more.


He hadn’t quite realized the full effect of how stupid that sounded until Annie had repeated it out loud, “Uh, yeah. That’s what I meant,” he told her awkwardly, looking around them, still in an attempt to avoid eye contact. Then he would probably get all gooey inside and tell her what he really meant. See? That would have been absolutely horrible. He was usually good at this, but today just wasn’t his day. Maybe he needed a nap or something. Yeah, that sounded nice. A long, well deserved nap. Or his memories just completely erased of everything and anything Annie. Yeah, that could work too, “I don’t lie. I always tell the truth,” he stated, as if offended by Annie’s remark. That was a lie right there, “You resurrect me. See? That didn’t sound like a question. Because I’m sure that you resurrect me, and I’m not lying about that,” he explained, trying to get over the fact that he was even able to say something as stupid as her affecting him. He needed a mouth filter or diaper or something, because this wasn’t working. He coughed awkwardly, because he was what you would call an awkward cougher. Coughing when he felt the air needed some cough or another sound. Yeah, because right now he felt that this was awkward, “Yeah.. exactly,” he added, disappointment edging it’s way into his tone. Ew, why did he sound like that? He didn’t care.. that she.. hated him. And nothing more. Because it was mutual. Maybe he didn’t like her admitting it out loud, that he was nothing more than her hate toy. That sucked. Why did it suck? She meant the same thing to him, right? Damn. Why was he still thinking about this? New topic time, before he decided to cough again.


“Well if you wanna be like that, then I don’t think a step stool is a wise decision anymore. I like my women shorter than me. Don’t want to mess with my head or anything. I don’t want you to get any satisfaction from it, either. Calling you a midget is much more enjoyable,” he explained with a smirk, “Not my fault you’re so short,” he joked, “Yeah, I’m pretty sure the entire world knows that I love cake. I talk about it all the time,” he stated, smiling. He did like cake. Chocolate, with buttermilk frosting. Or one of those frozen cakes from Dairy Queen, that were filled with ice cream. He paused for a moment, raising an eyebrow, “A written list?” he asked. Or was she just trying to be funny. Yeah, why would she pay attention to what heated him enough to make a list of them? He knew a few of the things that would heat her, but he could never remember them long enough to make a list, ”Sarcasm? Really, Annie? Really?” (:P) he could have believed that if she hadn’t stated it. Saying it was supposed to come out as sarcasm seemed like she actually was serious and just trying to cover herself up. Oh dang, so she really had a list?! That heated him. Her list should be added on her list. Haha, “Ha, that’s weird. I call it coke. Everyone I know back home calls it coke. So it’s coke and we think that’s normal. We don’t have to add Cola to be able to clarify what we really want,” he laughed. He found that amusing, “They call it Wild Cherry Pepsi. It’s ballin’,” he explained. He couldn’t help but laugh. Skittles? Cherry coke? Those would go together great if you wanted to start bouncing off the walls. Annie always reminded him of a flying squirrel, too. He couldn’t manage to draw his eyes away from her for some stupid reason when she looked at him. He always liked her eyes. They were lickable. She probably thought he was a freak now because he was staring at her.


He tore his eyes away, feeling that he would be the cause of every moment of awkwardness ever created between the two of them. He was really good at that, apparently. And anyway, they were on about Jayson and he didn’t want his distaste for the kid to be so noticeable. He was sure that if she scrutinized his expression long enough, she’d figure out what his problem was. Then, once again, things would get awkward, “Sounds like the opposite of me. I never want to have conversations that make sense. There’s no fun in that,” he explained with a forced laugh. Was that disappointment or was he imagining things? Probably imagining things.. yeah, that had to be it. There was no way she’d be disappointed that he wouldn’t make her ill, or maybe she just liked to yell at him, “Well… yeah, I mean, I don’t want you to get sick or anything,” he responded. Well, that sounded weird. That made it sound like he cared about her well being. He needed to sit down. Not literally, but.. you know. He was getting out of hand. He grinned as they continued their conversation about the pink and the made up house and what not. They freaking belonged together if they could go on like this for hours without getting bored. Wait, what? “Oh, yeah, I like the sound of that. Tons of different shades, and everything would just look wicked. Mmhmm, sounds about right,” he added, “My favorite pink is usually the lighter pink. I have shirts in pink, you know. One is from Hollister. Just thought I’d.. throw that out there.. let it flap in the breeze,” he shrugged randomly. Why would she care where he got one of his shirts? He was so freaking messed up!


Of course, that comment made him practically explode with laughter. Honestly? That was perfectly set up, “Well thank you for that flattering remark,” he joked with a flirtatious wink in her direction. Yes, that kind of comment would make him even cockier than he already was, if that was possible. Being the amazing observer that he was, Trevor was able to catch the falling of her face instantly. What was that about? What was she thinking now? Did it have something to do with him leaving? Would she be saddened to lose her verbal punching bag? He was quite entertaining to beat up on, “Nah, I won’t do something that horrible. You deserve the full effect of my amazing cooking skills, without it being tainted,” he explained with a small smile. The thought of leaving her made him feel all weird. See, he didn’t have a word for whatever he was feeling because he’d never really felt it before. It was horrible. He didn’t know what any of these feelings were called or how to explain them and it was horrifying! ”I’m an unfair person, so I wouldn’t be able to allow that to happen,” he smirked, though the thought was tempting. Wow, they had quite the perverted minds. Well, at least he wasn’t alone on this, and Annie was almost equally as bad if she was going to go along with it like that, right? Wow, that was really an amazingly random question. He didn’t really see that coming. He paused for a moment, wondering if he should even answer it, and how, since it would have to take some thought, ”Not a van. Actually.. it was probably a car,” he responded with a small shrug, ”Nice question,” he joked with a laugh.


There she went, bringing up that Jayson kid again. Of course, being his paranoid self, Trevor felt that she was doing that on purpose, just to get under his skin. She would do something like that. ”Psh, why would you want to tell him about it?” he sneered, the idea somehow bothering him. He really needed to control himself. There was absolutely no reason he should have been acting that way. It was just some guy that she was friends with. What was his problem? And even if Annie and Jayson were more than friends or felt that way or whatever, why should he care? He didn’t like Annie, he hated her. They were nothing more than.. enemies. It shouldn’t bother him. He was just being a child about it. If anything, he should feel smug about Annie telling Jayson about her sexual adventures she was having with someone else. But still, it bugged him, ”And if I hear anyone else use my nickname for you, I’ll go all ninja on them,” he explained, though happy that she wasn’t going to tell Jayson about his nickname for her. Still, hearing Jayson’s name was starting to bug him. Wow, he needed help, ”Good. That’s something I look forward to,” he smirked. He would very much enjoy that day.. if it ever happened. He sure hoped it would. He couldn’t help but laugh at that. Totez love it? Yeah, he found that sentence humorous, “Yeah, that sounds pretty legit. I think we should get away with it, though, since we aren’t able to control our awesomeness. It’s just like having a mental illness that makes you kill a bunch of people because you aren’t thinking straight.. sort of,” he chuckled, b he laughed, admitting defeat. Her grin was so contagious!


There she went, mentioning Jayson again! There was no way he’d let Jayson take his awesome position. Never ever. Him being her argument buddy was the best thing ever. Why would she even consider replacing him with Jayson? Oh, yeah, because she thought he was going to be leaving soon. It didn’t quite work as well long distance. He wanted to be the only one awesome enough for her to be able to argue with. Anyway, he didn’t want Jayson to have the awesome perks he had. That thought bothered him. It wouldn’t be fair at all. It would be cruel. And yeah. Ew, why did he care so much!? This was getting so annoying, ”No one will be as good as me, obviously,” he stated casually. I mean, if she wasn’t going to have him as her verbal punching bag/fuck buddy, then she couldn’t have anyone. That’s just how it was going to work. He chuckled again. He would always have something against the Weasleys, mainly just because Chris annoyed him. The other ones could be okay.. every now and then. Still. He didn’t like them. They sucked. So, of course he was going to make fun of them. Trev smirked at her shocked appearance, “Well, being my wife makes you my property. So yeah,” he stated, as if it was obvious. Sweetheart? He liked the way she said that, with that little attitude. It was hot, ”Those kids don’t have to be yours, biologically. I could have, like, had them with someone else before I married you. Maybe they don’t like you taking their mommy’s place,” he pointed out with a small shrug, ”But, since I’m fresh out of gladness, I guess you win for now,” he added with a defeated sigh. He really didn’t have anything left, so she had won. His smirk reappeared, ”Hm, I guess you have a point there.”

Damn, that wasn’t fair. He wanted to be elite, and, you know, be completely in control. Yeah, he liked being the one in control when it came to this sort of thing.. though, occasionally, he would consider switching it up a little. By, say, letting Annie on top every once in a while. Still, if she was able to have such an effect on him, then that meant she had to be in some sort of control. At least, that’s how Trevor interpreted it. Yeah, because he was paranoid like that. He moved his tongue in synch with her own, widening his mouth in response, to get better access. Sheesh, he hadn’t really been expecting to be able to do something like this again with Annie after what he had managed to say the week before. That moan heated him beyond belief. Well, as long as he had just as much of an effect on her as she did on him, then it was all good. They probably couldn’t get any closer at this point, or they’d meld together and be, like, a mutant person. Yeah, that would be weird. Still, being this close was extremely hot. It was like he was suffocating from the hotness, but this was just heating him so damn much. He heard her intake of breath and couldn’t help but smirk into the kiss. Oh yeah, he felt like Jesus. He took his hand from her hair and brought it to the bottom of her shirt. He was kind of sick of them having clothes separating them. It kind of sucked. They had been going decently paced so far, and in case she suddenly changed her mind, he wanted her clothes off. He moved his other hand away from the clasp of her bra, placing it on the hem of her shirt as well, and slowly began to lift it upwards, breaking their kiss from only a moment to get it over her head...

AND THE ELECTRICITY GOES OUT AND EVERYTHING IS DARK.
Haha kidding.. but no, really.

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 so I was totally gonna post this two days ago but EVERYTHING GOES WRONG!! And I wasn't even home on Wednesday because I had a hella busy schedule. So my friend wants me over today so I gotta post this now, lol. hope it doesn't suck too much, lol xD Don't have the patience to read it over, lol.[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[annie louise carter]

Just Gonna Stand There And
( watch me burn. well that's alright because )

I Like The Way It hurts
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Annie started to inwardly panic after he asked her what she was thinking. What could she tell him? A part of her, some odd, deluded and demented part of her, wanted to be straight up with him, and tell him that she was thinking about the grandmother that she lost over a year ago. Oh god it was over a year ago. It felt so wrong, thinking that for the last year of her life, Annie Louise Carter had lived without her Nan in her life. Without her being there for Annie to talk to when she was sad, and without her being there for Annie to take a trip over to see whenever she needed a cuddle. (Floo powder was a fantastical invention, and had many times been a way for her to go and see her grandmother on a spur of the moment thing.) But there was another part of her, perhaps the more reasonable and sensible part of her that registered the fact that she was around someone who didn't stick around. Someone who never cared for anyone but himself, (even though she didn't exactly believe that anymore, especially after conversations about his mother, father, and sister, who Annie believed that Trevor really cared about, or at least used to, until they hurt him.) But when had Annie Carter, once given the choice between what was sensible and what she felt like doing, chosen to do what was sensible? Never. It was for that very same reason that no doubt, Annie ended up swimming in the lake in October, in her third year at Hogwarts. She really needed to sort out her priorities. He was curious, which meant that he really cared about the answer at least, and Annie didn't think he could fake that. "no one. everything. my Nan."

[/color] she replied honestly, biting her lip and arranging her mouth into a smile. She refused to be sad, her Nan wouldn't have wanted it. Her Nan, who was nobody important to anyone else, but who was everything to Annie. "You surprise me by sticking around right now"[/color] she replied again with a shrug.

What was this, honesty hour? Jesus she needed to get a grip or he'd know everything about her, and probably not even care about any of it. She both loved and hated the idea of him knowing everything about her. How messed up was that? no, not just messed up, indecisive and idiotic. Of course he shouldn't know everything about her, because if he did, then he'd learn the things that scared her, like spiders, and know that she wasn't immune to fears. Even worse if he found out that she was scared of death, both of her own death and of the ones around her. But then, wasn't everyone? Maybe not, maybe the criminals that killed people weren't afraid of death, because they'd face it whenever they went about their business, right? Even taking out the trash, because death would have been in their memories, and Annie knew that death wasn't something that anyone forgot. Death was the business of erasing someone from your future. It was taking away opportunities, it was taking away moments of joy, and yeah, sure, some of sadness, but more than that, it was final. There was no return of the person that died. Okay, so the wizarding world was a little different, with the ghosts thing, but Annie's Nan hadn't chosen to come back, and although Annie regretted that fact, she revelled in it too, because it would have been almost torturous for her Nan to have come back as a ghost, to be so close, but to never be able to hug her. It would have been even harder then, for Annie to accept that she was gone, and Annie knew that her grandmother had made the choice, probably to allow the ones she left behind to have some closure, just like Annie would have done. She was getting lost in thought again, and she had to drag herself back before she spaced out and he asked more questions. "a succeeder?[/color] she asked sceptically, raising her eyebrows, a smile on her lips. "my epical amazing skills. Ha ha"[/color] she replied, rolling her eyes and grinning at him. Damn, it was impossible not to smile around him. Annie held in her laughter as long as she could, because the look on his face was priceless. He'd believed her, of course. "Really? Well, I wonder how you know that, considering that your mental age is, what, three?"[/color] she joked back, still grinning at him to let him know she wasn't really meaning that.

Annie once again raised her eyebrows sceptically when he insisted once more that this was what he had meant. Resurrected? Really? She didn't buy that, but then it was Trevor, he may have said that because he was lame like that, although Annie loved lame. What? No. Liked. Hated. Annie hated Lame very very much. For sure. Definitely. Fo Sho, in fact. Why was he avoiding her eyes though? That was what made him doubt it. It was a shame, she loved his eyes. They were blue. Really blue. She loved that colour blue. Blue and yellow were slowly but surely replacing purple as her favourite two colours. She didn't know why though, it was just one of those things. Her likes had just changed. Randomly. With no reason, none what so ever. Clearly. Oh who was she kidding?! Purple would always be one of her favourite colours, so she'd just have three, tied for the top spot. Yeah, that would work. "Bullshit. You lied right then. How many lies have you told to get into a girls pants?"[/color] she asked, the corner of her lips twinge there. She didn't want to know the answer to that. "No wait don't answer that, I don't want to know."[/color] she spoke again, without thinking. Would he pick up on the fact that this answer would have bothered her? Would he pick up on the fact that it wouldn't just bother her for the usual reason that she didn't agree with that method, but for the fact that she felt jealous of every single girl that had believed his lies, even though right now she was the one he was sleeping with. But was she the only one? Had he ever had sex with the same girl more than once in the past? She didn't want to know that either. In fact, she'd be happy to never know anything about his sex life unless it was to do with her sex life too. "So you're saying that, I make you feel alive again?"[/color] she asked without really hearing that. Once she said it out loud however, it sounded silly. Like hell that she would be the one who would do that. He hated her. If she made him feel anything, it was horny or anger. Holy shit. No. Why did she even think that, let alone say it out loud? now she sounded stupid. But he felt awkward, because Annie knew that he was an awkward cougher, one of the guys that coughed just to try and clear the air.

Oh no he didn't just call her shorty again. Oh she was not having that. "oh, I am not short, I'm vertically challenged, and you know what? I don't care anymore. It's a part of who I am, and if you don't like it, then suck it."[/color] she said, embracing her shortness for once. She wasn't going to let it get to her, so she was taking away something that he knew that he could get to her with. If she stopped herself from looking bothered by short stop remarks, then he'd give up, because he was only doing it for a reaction. And oh wow, she just thought something through rationally, rather than punching him. She must really have not wanted to punch him, which was totally odd, considering that the man standing before her was Trevor Anthony Schumacher, and she was usually the one agreeing if people assumed that she wanted to punch him, but really, deep, deep down, past the stage where she wanted to recognise that was there, she didn't want to punch him, and would feel real bad for giving him a broken nose or something. But, she denied that thought, ignored it, and didn't even acknowledge that thoughts of not wanting to punch Trevor because she'd feel bad, (and even hate herself a bit) existed. But anyway, he was joking, and she knew that by the look on his face and the tone of his voice, so she grinned all through saying that, to let him know that she knew that he was joking.

"OMC! You'll have to come over on your birthday and I'll buy some epical huge chocolate cake and we can just, like, split it and survive on it for days. And we can have a load of cherry coke and skittles too, and keep each other entertained considering that TV's don't work around here, so it's lame. And never mind because I just realised that you wouldn't want to come over from America just for that"[/color] she said, with the plague of disappointment infecting her tone. Man that was inexcusable, she needed to start to control that disappointment because she didn't want him getting the totally wrong idea. "Oh yeah, because I'd write that down and then leave it where someone could easily see it"[/color] she replied sarcastically. She knew he'd ask about it. Maybe Annie shouldn't have stated that it was meant to be sarcasm, maybe then he would have bought it. Damn. Now she looked like she was covering for herself. "Yeah. well. maybe. It's a surprise"[/color] well that was lame. She needed to stop being so uncontrollably silly around him. "I do usually, but every time I say, 'hey guys, I'm going to go get some coke, do you want any?' they're all like 'OMG DRUGGIE' and it's really stupid"[/color] she replied with a shrug. At least she could call it coke around him. Besides, anyone who really knew Annie knew that she wouldn't touch drugs. The only thing she would do was drink, and that was legal, and she didn't do it often. "awepical, I need to try some of that, it'll be amazing"[/color] she said with a grin. Sounded like her kind of drink.

Annie couldn't look away from those eyes. Was it odd to say that when someone said that they were lost in someone's eyes, she knew right then exactly what they meant? That scared her. A whole lot. It was really cheesy for one, but secondly, the eyes she was lost in wasn't anyone's eyes, it was Trevor Anthony Schumacher, virginity taking, flirting, lying, groping, annoying, silly, funny, laughable, good looking, epic, good looking, past Hogwarts man whore. Oh, woops, she'd listed good looking twice mentally. Yeah, actually. Damn him! Could he really be that bad though? Annie didn't think that he was as bad as everyone thought at all, really. She'd been proved wrong, he'd stayed the night for her, he'd come back to be with her again, he'd even cooked her pancakes like he'd promised, although that had come before the sex, and he'd not made her the morning omelette, but that was because he'd been a complete ass to her. But she'd forgiven him anyway. And why? Because she'dmissedhim. What was that? No, she wasn't even going to think that again. That thought was never crossing her mind, not in a million years, not rushed nor slowed down. She wasn't going to put those words together to talk about Trevor Schumacher. That was ridiculous. She was being stupid now, and she was staring. Oh God she was staring. She pulled her eyes away, hoping that he didn't get weirded out because she was practically staring at him. But, wait, he was staring back, right? Did she have something on her face? Whatever, no there was nothing on her face, he must have just zoned out, and happened to be looking in her direction. She was going to make things awkward if she started staring at him like that. Oh dear, that wouldn't be good. "Exactly, conversations which start from something silly and end up even sillier are the fun ones, but I think he's the type to need normal conversation, and I couldn't promise that. I don't want to either, that would make me boring, and besides, I don't want to be that kind of person to him. I'm not the one that he's meant to be with, and I'm glad of that. He's my brother, practically, anything else would be wrong"[/color] She said, having a bash at explaining the relationship between her and her best friend and brother figure. "Yeah, being sick would be... bad"[/color] she replied, man that sounded lame.

Annie didn't even sound that sure of it. What the hell was going on with her? "Yes, it would blend together amazingly and everything and then it would just be amazing and the hottest house ever, and everyone would want to be in it and we'd be like, dude, no"[/color] she rambled, but there we go, how was it possible for them to talk about this so much? It was very weird, but epic, that they could go on for hours about this and never get bored. They suited each other like that at least. Wait, what? "Yeah I remember, you were wearing a pink shirt the first time we met in the bathroom."[/color] She replied with a grin. She loved Hollister, she bought a nice perfume there once, and- OH NO WAY did she just let him know that she'd paid attention and cared to remember what he was wearing at their first meeting? She only remembered because she'd used it as a point to back up the idea that he was gay. Ha, what a laugh, that was not possible. Bisexual would be the one, if anything, but she didn’t think that was even a possibility for him. She just couldn’t see him as the type to be into guys, although she knew he’d kissed one, once, Coal Kendall, but that had been a whole mix up thing, Coal had kissed him, and he’d hated it. She knew he wouldn’t have liked it. Not that it was a bad thing if he had, she wasn’t prejudiced like that, she just, didn’t like the idea of him kissing, or liking kissing anyone other than her. Which was stupid.

Of course she'd say something like that without thinking and then he'd pick up on it. "well, even though I doubt that I should be saying this, if I still want you're head to be able to get through the door, you can't deny the truth"[/color] she replied. Shit, now she was totally fuelling his cockiness, and he didn't need that either. She was to blame if he got so cocky that it was unbearable, and then she'd be kicking herself because she'd have to live with that forever. Wait. No she wouldn't, why did she even think of knowing him forever? Was it because she could actually see that happening? She didn't know whether to be happy or worried about being able to imagine them knowing each other forever. But if she knew him forever would he expect an invite to her wedding, if she ever got married? For some reason she couldn't imagine him as just a guest. Woah now. She wasn't going to imagine anything else or she'd get scared by her own thoughts, and that was a scary thought in itself. Did he just use the words 'you' followed by 'deserve' and then completed with something nice? And did he use such a sentence, and aim it at someone that he'd claimed to hate? That was weird. But he probably meant because she was technically his fuck buddy. Or she would be that, after they had sex again. Which she was pretty sure that they probably were going to do because... well, we don't need the details, one could assume, surely. Why in hell did she feel all odd whenever she thought about him leaving her behind? Not behind. And not leaving her. She wasn't with him so he wasn't leaving her, he was just, going home. So why did she get all weird at the thoughts about him going home? It was kind of worrying, and she couldn't even explain exactly what she was feeling about the idea and that was even more worrying and if she didn't stop thinking soon then she'd be worrying about everything and that would be bad. "Wow, well I'm glad that you think I deserve that. After everything I've done for you I mean"[/color] she half joked. But she wasn't lying, she'd done a lot by trusting him with her address, letting her into her home, and then more than that, into something a whole lot more personal and important than where she was living. After she'd said that question, she kind of didn't want to know.

Why? Because she wasn't the one to be there and do that with him, and that made her annoyed slightly, and more than that, jealous, and that was worrying. She was thinking and feeling a lot of things that worried her. "I'm don't want to ask for that story. And thanks, you don't need to ask the same thing for me though"[/color] she said with a grin. He would know the answer. Unless she totally made it up and joked about it, like on a cloud or something odd like that, and then he'd know she was joking. And she neglected to notice her own use of the words 'don't want to ask' in a sentence about that car sex story. She didn't want to know. At all. And worse, she'd kind of let him know that she didn't want to know the full story. Oh, wow, that expression was kind of, hostile. He didn't like Jayson then, although the reason for it didn't click. Annie didn't want to bring him up much after that realisation, because she didn't want to put Trevor in a crabby mood. A mean Trevor wasn't something that she wanted to deal with right now, or ever, especially after what she was hoping to have a go at later. Anyway. "I wasn't seriously going to tell him, he'd probably be like, 'woah, you what?! with who?! seriously Annie?' because he's like that. And besides, I don't want my sexual relationships broadcast everywhere, I was just joking."[/color] she said with a shrug. She wasn't impressed with the idea of everyone knowing where, when and with who she was having sex. "And if anyone tries to use it on me and it's not you, then I'll just have to kick their ass too, especially if you're not around to go ninja"[/color] she replied with a laugh. She had some odd mental image of him pulling a ninja pose, with the hands in some sort of outstretched, threatening chop position. It was very amusing to her, and he was pulling some face in her mental image too. It was almost enough to crack her up laughing aloud. "Yes, definitely. For sure something to look ahead to"[/color] She added with another grin aimed at him. It was just so damn hard not to smile around him. "of course we'd get away with it because some epical fame seeking lawyer would represent us because the case would be one of a kind."[/color] she laughed, unsure of how they could keep talking about this, but there we go, it was all good.

Annie didn't even like the thought of Jayson replacing Trevor as her argument buddy. It was wrong. No one should be that but Trevor, and as stupid as that sounded, it was true, anyone else as that felt wrong, even just the thought of it, and she hated that fact but it was true. She couldn't imagine having the types of conversations that she and Trevor had with Jayson. In fact, she couldn't imagine having that type of conversation with anyone else. Trevor was the only one. And if she hated the idea of Jayson being her argument buddy, then damned if the other things that kind of came with it didn't make her feel ill. She didn't want to have sex with Jayson. She didn't want to have sex with anyone other than Trevor at the moment, but he was leaving because he was lame and stupid. And he just shouldn't leave, and then everything would be great and Annie wouldn't have had to worry or think about replacing him with anyone. She didn't want him to go. Because no one could replace him. As her argument buddy. There was no one out there who could give and take insults like Trevor did, and Annie needed that sort of banter so that she wasn't mad for every second of the day. If Jayson even tried she'd probably end up offending him and then he wouldn't even want to speak to her and that would be stupid. And now she'd spent a whole lot of time worrying about this even though it was stupid. Why didn't Trevor just stay? Then she'd not have to think about meeting someone to replace him in any aspect, arguments, sex, or otherwise. She didn't want to have to replace him because he was good in those respects, and Annie didn't think she'd find anyone as good or better. Not that he was the best, of course she wouldn't think that because she hated him, she was just sure that he was probably the best arguer that she'd ever find other than herself.

"You got that right."[/color] she replied, wanting to slap herself after hearing her own words falling out of her mouth. Why the hell did she say that for? "But that doesn't mean that.. I won't.. find.. someone.. better"[/color] she tried to cover, again not sounding too confident, as he'd practically tapped into the debate going on in her head about if there was anyone better out there for her that she could find. And even more than that, did she want someone better if she could ever find them, or would she just want Trevor back? Damn him. Why would she just want him back? Because he was her random conversation, and argument and fuck buddy, and that made him special. Kind of. And he was her first, and although she told herself that whoever that was didn't mean much to her anymore, because it wasn't important who her first was, just who her last was, it kind of mattered to her. She'd never admit that though. What they'd done had been have casual sex, nothing more, nothing less, and no feelings had come with that. At all. She felt nothing for Trevor but hate, because she... hated.. him. "Oh it so doesn't. I'm still my own person so no one owns me but me."[/color] she replied, kind of fiercely. She didn't believe in marriage making the wife the property of the husband. Annie had read about some law somewhere before, some odd muggle law, that meant that if a couple were still married, the wife wasn't aloud to say no to sex. It was sickening that this was a law, but it was abolished after men took advantage of that, and did what practically was rape, and then hid behind the law to get let off. It was disgusting. She'd read some law stuff online before, after researching lawyer as a possible muggle career path in case she should chose that instead of a magical one, and she'd read a whole bunch of things that didn't sit right with her. She'd get so mad at people hiding behind laws, that she'd have to leave her wand at home in case she'd decided to shoot a killing curse at some evil suspect. She'd be screwed then. "Like they could hate me, I'd be an epic step mom. All I'd have to say is, no bedtime, bring your friends over whenever you want, and eat as much as you like and they'd be singing my praises. Bam, instant gladness"[/color] she said with a shrug, grinning. Annie's eyes went wide with fake shock at this, although it was kind of an odd thing. "Hold the papers, Trevor Schumacher, admitting defeat? No way!"[/color] she joked, grinning. She was glad that she'd won their silly argument though, it was nice, winning. "I do. you know it"[/color] she said with a wink and another smirk.

Annie prayed to god, (even though she wasn't sure if he really existed, but now really wasn't the time to be thinking about religion because that would be a right turn off,) that Trevor had no idea what sort of effect he had on her, because he'd never let her live it down if he did. She could imagine him being all smug, and then being even more cocky, if that were possible, and then he'd find a way to use it against her to win every argument that they'd get into, and to distract her whenever she was on a roll, so that he could so take the verbal insult lead in their arguments and that would suck. She'd never let him know just how much he effected her, because the truth was, it was damned well hard not to think about him, but she'd tried to convince herself that all these thoughts were hate related, and she was getting there, although it was a hard thing to do when you were thinking about kissing them. Or how good a kisser they were. Or how much you wanted to see them. Or how epical their eyes were. Or.. I think you get the idea. Annie was actually really surprised that he'd let it go at a decent pace for so long, but she assumed that he didn't want to rush it all, especially because this could possibly have been their last time considering the possibility of him going back to America, where, needless to say, Annie wouldn't be. But she wasn't going to think about that either, not right now at least. She pulled her lips away to let the material of her top slip over her head.[/size][/blockquote][/justify]

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Wow. Annie didn't even think that she needed to elaborate any more than that, if she could. She didn't think that she could, because there probably hadn't been a word invented. She'd just have to use 'awepical'. You see, she'd kind of combined two of the most amazing words ever to make that, and it kind of fit. Awepical was the honest to god lovechild of 'awesome' and 'epical' and was to be used when the thing that you were describing was too amazing to pick between the two words. That was awepical. And, to be honest, Annie hoped to God that there would be another episiode of this, because if that was the last time, (although it would have gone out with a great ending, should it end there,) she'd be gutted, because that was even more amazing than the first time, and she didn't think that was possible. There was practically no pain that time at all, which improved it straight away, but more than that, it was just, all around, more amazing. She couldn't explain how because it was just too damned hard to find the words. Her mind was all fuzzled but it was the morning, and she hadn't even opened her eyes properly yet. In fact, Annie was in the stage where she was still quite sure she was probably dreaming. She'd not really woken up, per se, and a part of her didn't want to. If she woke up, and he was gone, she'd be so mad, but more than that, she'd be upset too. And she knew that sounded completely odd, and she didn't even want to acknowledge it, but she knew she'd feel that way. And if he did stay, she didn't want it to go the way it had last time, with him insulting her and then her shouting at him. She didn't want to spend another week away from him if it meant that it would be like the week after the last time.

Annie had practically not been able to stop thinking about him. And not just him, it. And not just it, but what he'd said after it. It was hard not to hear the words in her head, about her not being worth the effort, about how much it would cost. Everything he'd said then had been etched into her consciousness, and she'd hear it mentally, over and over, and never hear the joking tone on those words. 'so how much do I owe you'. Damn him for saying that and making her whole week miserable. Damn him for screwing with her head enough to make her have a whole terrible week. Damn him for saying that and making her feel rejected, useless and untalented. Damn him for making her feel like she could do nothing right. He'd lied, and he'd even told her yesterday that she'd been great, and now she felt a whole lot better. But more than that, damn him for making her feel as though she couldn't be mad at him, not even for a day. She'd forgiven him almost after he'd left the apartment,. She couldn't stay properly mad at him, and although she was kind of hoping that this would change, so that she knew that she wasn't, like, broken or something, she also wished that he'd never give her something that she had to be mad at him about. If he said anything like he had last week today, well, then she was going to kill him. This was his last chance, and if he screwed it up, she'd never want to see him again. Not that she'd have to because he'd be going home, and that would take care of that and everything. But she didn't want him to go home. She'd never admit that to him. Heck, she'd not really admitted that to herself. She'd allowed her to consider the idea that she didn't want him to go, but not the reasons why. Or at least, not the real reasons why.

Annie let her eyes flutter open, and gave them a moment to adjust to the light filtering through the windows. Once her eyes were decently open, and able to at least make out some of the shapes in the room, Annie turned over, hoping still that she'd be greeted by the sleeping form of Trevor. Or awake form. Either was good. As long as he was there. God, why was she obsessed with him staying? Oh, yeah, because she was in love with him. YEAH RIGHT! No, she just wanted him to stay there because she didn't like the feeling of being, and if he was gone after the sex, she'd have totally hated him and felt completely used and unwanted, and then she'd hate him. Even more than she did now because she hated him of course, and not loved him because that would be weird, and she didn't love anyone like that. She wasn't in love with anyone. She just loved her family and her close friends and that was it. She didn't even love Chris anymore, she'd gotten over that. Besides, she doubted that whatever it was that she had with Chris was love, because if it was, wouldn't she have trusted him unquestioningly? Anyway. When her eyes settled on Trevor, she couldn't help but grin. "are you awake?"

[/color] she asked quietly, so if he was awake he'd hear her, but if he wasn't, she wouldn't wake him up. She couldn't help but feel it again, the want to get closer to him, but to snuggle, and she knew it was odd but she didn't care, she wanted it, and so she moved a little closer, hoping that he'd take the hint like he had last time. She just didn't want it to end up the way it had last time, that would be awkward.
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NOTE THERE! DID IT! You asked for fifteen paragraphs xD So yeah I went on ahead to reply to the before part so I could beat the record and make it fifteen paras like I said I would, but if you want to just reply to the morning part to make it less confusing then that’s good with me. Either way is good, I don’t mind. Stoked about this amount of text though, and oddly, I like this reply too, I just hope it’s good for you (: I enjoyed writing this too. Just saying. It let me tell a little more about Annie. That’s all. I’ll stop talking now. I LOVED YOUR REPLY IT WAS AMAZING AND THE FADE OUT TEXT THING MADE ME LOL. Now I’ll stop. xD TEAM SAM♥ TEAM TREVOR♥!
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