Thread: A Former Love :: Relix/Zexy

Well she didn't get an immediate answer to her question, then again she really wasn't expecting one. After all, he probably didn't get asked things like that often but much rather had people accept the things he said without question. Well Aaliyah wasn't like that. She had never been like that. It was rare that she ever accepted something the way it was, if she found it odd that is. And him knowing that they were new in town, knowing that she was new into, without ever talking to any of them, well that was definitely classified as odd. And if he couldn't give an answer that was at least believable then maybe a little stalkerish. Odd she could accept, stalkerish was just bad. Really bad with a hint of creepiness thrown in. Her scent? That was just a little out there but he would accept it. Her home town being Louisiana growing up thats more or less how she and her siblings made their way around the large town without ever getting lost. That and it helped them figure out where to go when they were hungry and where not to go and it helped them remember the people as well. In Virginia well...it wasn't quite the same. It wasn't quite as lively as her home town. Even though his answer really was a bit out there she would accept it, it didn't seem like a lie. When he talked about her scent she probably have been a little weirded out but...she wasn't. Now if he has said that to her the same way a couple of her college friends did to her in her freshmen year then she would have been weirded out. But it wasn't just them either, some of the older known people and local witches has told her the same thing. Except for they told her that and told her to be careful at night because nothing was ever as it seemed. She would have called them crazy but generally old people knew what they were talking about so she heeded their warnings. As for the smelling like someone else thing, that was new. But I don't... she stopped, shaking her head deciding to keep her mouth shut. The thing was she didn't wear anything. She never wore perfume or spray, in her opinion none of it never smelled good to her. My apologies... Taking her bottle of wine from the center of the table, taking a sip. Now while the scent thing she believed the who she smelled like thing she didn't believe. She felt a little bad for not believing him but it just didn't seem right. Almost everything about this man was just off and it was driving her nuts! But she couldn't ask him, 'Hey, do you mind telling me whats so alluring, mysterious, and off putting about you? I've been thinking about you since last night and the more I do the more I realize you and your friend just aren't right some how. Yeah...no, she didn't see that working out so well. Not only that but she would probably seem really really creepy. Fan girl creepy and that in itself was just wrong. Not to say that he wasn't alluring or attractive though because he certainly was both but she didn't want him to know that. Judging by how much Emily seemed to be enjoying herself at the other table well...It was safe to say that the girl probably wouldn't be returning to their hotel room tonight. Judging by how drunk she was she probably wouldn't remember to tell Aaliyah that before she left either. Ah well, there was nothing she could do about it. If her friend decided to have a good time tonight then there was no way in the world Aaliyah would try to stop her or get in the way of what she was doing. Unless of course, the guy she was trying to go with just didn't seem right or just looked like he would hurt her some where along the course of the night. Zack might have been perverted and appeared to have no idea what the word serious meant, well she couldn't really say that seeing how she had only run into the man three times within the past two days, but he seemed ok. Like he wouldn't hurt the girl at all or do anything that would add him to Emily's list of really bad one night stands. Yes, there was a list, it wasn't very long, but still it was a list and very funny to look at. That's the only thing I've wanted all night from him. As much as any woman should have loved to hear comments on her body or how she looked Aaliyah really didn't. It could have been because she didn't think she was actually that pretty, she didn't like to hear other peoples opinions of her, or maybe a multitude of other things. She was just an odd-ball like that when it came to her dislikes. She didn't like to be complimented by most people or rather, she didn't like the things most people said , she didn't like the thought of one night stands there was no passion or love behind them so she didn't see the point , and the weirdest of all was probably the fact that she didn't like using her real name for anything. All of her legal documents said one thing but if someone asked her she would say another. There were maybe a handful of people that she knew who she had told her real name to and actually allowed them to call her by it. Some chose to use it and then some just preferred to stick with Aaliyah, like Emily for example. Once the food arrived Aaliyah thanked the waiter and happily ate, not like a pig mind you, it was just she hadn't really had anything to eat today or yesterday. She would have had lunch but Emily decided to go shopping and that took up all of their afternoon, not even counting the jogging they did. So she hadn't had breakfast nor had as had any lunch. And the day before she just avoided eating all together seeing how she and planes didn't get along that well. If she could help not throwing up she would, but sadly that meant not eating. So tonight, well tonight she was more then happy to finish off the large bowl of pasta in front of her. It might have seemed a little weird for such a small person to eat something so big but that was just what Aaliyah did. But hunger reasons aside she was actually kinda happy to have a big plate. That was she could spend more time eating and less time talking. The girl was more then happy to engage in conversations but she was not the person to start them. She completely and totally failed when ever she tried. So when she was finished and the meal was paid for, though she was a little embarrassed about how much the man had to pay for the male, she grabbed her purse and stood up, smiling a bit at the mans offer to take her back to the hotel. The last thing she wanted was to run into anyone weird. Sure she got a little lucky last night by not running into anyone weird, then again Zack really couldn't be considered normal, but would rather not risk it twice in a row. Trust me when I say at this point I think Zack is more stalker like then you are. Of course this morning was probably pure coincidence but she still couldn't help but to feel like he was expecting her to show up. As for a little while ago well that could be viewed as coincidence to, maybe. As for Vincent following her or trying to find her, well she seriously doubted that. If anything it seemed more like he was trying to get away from her or avoid her all together. But that was probably just her imagination. Thank you. Walking out the door she shoved her hands into her pockets, looking back at him. I don't see any problem with letting you see me home. She could actually see the hotel from here, meaning it wouldn't be to long of walk, which was good. She was pretty sure he wanted to get home just as much as she did. Turning back to make sure he was ready the girl made her way down the semi crowded side walk, awkward silence settling in once more. She couldn't help but to think about something that was a little disturbing. If she went out with Zack for awhile would she learn anything at all about Vincent? The man didn't really like to talk about himself but instead had spent most of his time explaining his friends actions when it really wasn't necessary. Helpful, but still it wasn't entirely needed. And even though Vincent talked about Zack, Zack seemed to like talking about Zack, and other people's personal business. That little fact alone made it obvious to what the answers to her question was. Ah well. Reaching the entrance to the hotel Aaliyah turned around to see her escort, a small smile gracing her lips. Thank you for seeing me home, and for dinner. I'm sorry that my friends are a bit... she wasn't even sure what the appropriate word to finish that sentence was. Lets just say I'm sorry. As for the entire scent thing you were talking about earlier well...I don't wear anything, never have, never will. So I guess you just smell me, which is pretty weird but not like I haven't heard it before. She dug around in her back pocket a bit, making sure her room key was still there before saying anything else. Anyway, I'm going to stop holding you up now and head on inside. Goodnight Vincent. With that, the girl removed her key from her pocket before heading inside and up the stairs. The elevator would have been quicker but there was already a line she didn't feel like waiting in. She jut wanted to get to her room as soon as possible and think about her night.