Thread: Protection and Pleasure  /\ Zigs and Cho

Boys were so weird. Yes, Blaine was included in that statement. He ate a French fry she threw at his head and did it without a care. The next one she threw and he caught, she could understand a bit more. There was just something about the food hitting his head that made the fry weird to think it was eaten. Anita found her bodyguard to be so odd sometimes. Interesting, sure, but still very much odd. She preferred that though. If he was like any other person, they would not get along. She would have tried to ditch him at every turn, be sure that he did not even know who she truly was, probably pulled a prank or two on him, and be far more defiant than he could ever realize. She was glad he was who he was. Slightly disappointed that he was her bodyguard, actually. He was very attractive and she could not deny when she began to hit puberty that she thought of him often and had some interesting day dreams pertaining to the man who watched over her. Their age gap back then was huge though. Twelve-year-old girl thinking about a twenty-year-old man? Definitely not something that seemed normal. Now, it was an eighteen year old girl constantly around a twenty six year old guy. Not too bad. ??Don??t diss the Trek.? She stated, narrowing her eyes at the other with a ??dirty look?? if you will. ??There will be consequences and people who will beat your ass.? She laughed lightly and shook her head, finishing off her food and she stretched her arms above her head, groaning at the crack of her back. There was still quite a while until the party started. There was quite a bit she could do. Torture her bodyguard and make him see a matinee with her at the theater, but then, it was such a beautiful day. That was the problem right now. The day was so beautiful and she did not really want to waste it away in a movie theater. She tapped her forefinger upon her bottom lip as she thought, looking over to the side at a couple fairly nearby. She stared at them after a while, seeing them making out and she sighed heavily. She never understood why someone would openly kiss their lover that passionately in public. Those types of things were reserved for the home, weren??t they? She never was a fan of being kissed in public. She barely let anyone kiss her on the lips, yet alone make out, while in public at least. That and it was awkward with the whole bodyguard thing. At least when she was home, she could make him stay outside of the room they were in. So annoying that he was even needed at home. Seriously, when was the last time he had a girlfriend? Shaking her head from the thought, especially when she felt a pang of jealousy, she jumped up from the table, clapping her hands together as she turned to look back at Blaine, smiling as she did so. ??We??re going shopping! I??ll buy a new outfit ... or two ... for the party tonight, and you get to be my pack mule.? She giggled happily, patting the top of his head before she took the tray, once he was done of course, and she then wiggled the contents into the garbage, shoving the tray atop the garbage container and she then turned to look at the other, smiling happily. She rummaged, pulling out her keys and spinning them around her forefinger while she made her way to the parking lot. Hopping over to her car, she happily moved into the driver??s seat of her little black corvette. Oh, the lovely 1968 model ... Completely her prized possession. While she was spoiled to have this car, she treated it in the best way possible. She had no speeding tickets. Never pulled over. Made sure the car was taken care of and oil changed et cetera. She would not risk losing this car ?? eveeer.