Thread: Having Her

Nervousness washed over her. She normally didn't do this. It had always been so easy to say no to guys, having the motivation to do so after constantly watching her home life. Men could be harsh and cruel, rude and defiant and even worse, they could be both verbally and physically abusive. So far, her mother had only faced the verbal abuse, at least what she witnessed. For all she knew, the woman faced actual physical abuse but Sky never saw a thing. Either way, her interest in men had always taken a back seat, she rather not wanting to get caught up in all that drama, especially while in school. That was the last thing she needed. She'd been doing so well this entire time. Besides, it was more work to take care of her studies and pick up the pieces that were her mother when another man crushed her. It was all too much for a simple senior wanting to actually make it but it was her job, her duty. There had been one guy, a new guy, whom she had been assigned to show around. He was quite persistent and kept asking. She kept saying no of course but finally gave in mostly to just shut him up. It put a lot of guys at her school in a shock since the ones who reacted were the ones she had turned down. So why all of a sudden did she say yes to the new kid? Schuyler had been waiting at the movie theater off on her own. When she told her mother she had a date, the woman managed to peel herself off of the couch to help her look presentable. Not that Sky didn't know how to make herself look appealing since she did on a regular basis--well she must have been doing something right if she had gotten asked out frequently in her time during high school--but made this night something special than before. All stops were pulled as her mother pulled out one of her dresses. It was a white dress that was form fitting at the top but flowed out into a nice short skirt that came to her thighs. It had a black design though at the very bottom of the skirt. It added a certain charisma and edginess to the dress which wasn't her style at all but she had to admit, it did kind of suit her well enough. Her mother gave her black flats to put on her feet and helped her with her hair. They decided to keep it untied but gave it some styling with the blow dryer to give it some extra bounce and volume instead of it looking so flat. Granted, it always looked good no matter what she did to it but like said before, tonight was a different night than usual. Tonight was her first date and even if had been just to shut the guy up so he'd stop asking her, her mother was making it be something more. Okay, perhaps it was a little bit over the top but the guy himself seemed over the top, wearing clothes that only a rich person would wear. He always dressed so impeccably well that it did add to his appeal. Even Sky couldn't deny to herself that he was very attractive, alluring even but incredibly intimidating. Sky pulled her hair over one shoulder and she smiled at her mother who handed her a black sweater for her to wear since it was looking to be a little chilly that night. It was a half sleeved black cardigan that was wool stitched and keep her warm. After bidding her mother goodbye and goodnight, she opened the door of the apartment, buy in doing so, she revealed her mother's most current boyfriend, a man that of course Sky had large suspicions about. She stepped out and he only grinned as he walked inside. The last glimpse she got was of her mother. Sky looked worried as the door had shut and she stood there for a good five minutes before finally leaving. As she waited at the movie theater, her mind rushed to the thoughts of her mother, curious about her well being and trying not to imagine the bad things that man may and could be doing to her. Swallowing hard, the thoughts seemed to instantly abandon as almond shaped hazel eyes locked onto her date that evening, watching him approach her. Oh, suffice to say he cleaned up well and always seemed to dress to impress. Her fingers knotted together and she gulped, suddenly very thankful for her other's intervening fashion lesson. Hi. She said gently, managing a nervous but gentle smile, dimples appearing through her soft cheeks. I wasn't going to say yes and not show. I think that's mean and besides, you'd pester me about it on Monday. Her nose scrunched a little bit but a smile remained on her face, showing the lightness of the situation. Sure. She nodded, moving with him to make their way to the line. Her hands had clasped in front of her the moment his hand came to her waist. Such minimal contact and it made her nervous and it wasn't even threatening, just intimidating. All of him was... What movie? Perhaps talking would ease up the situation. Not allowing for a single silent moment, giving chance to find a way to relax. Her nerves were getting the best of her. Why did he need to be so handsome?