Thread: LOL: RMBH (Raivh and Lingering Desire)

RE LOL RMBH Raivh and Talin It was unnerving to say the least, when she turned to look at him and -BAM- there he was. God he was so annoying , she thought. Yet here she was, asking him out. HER, asking HIM out . He was kinda cute, like those ugly puppies, they are still puppies so they kind of have to be deemed cute. She lied to herself, ignored the attraction she felt pulling at her. Her cheeks flushed when his grin broadened, hearing his cocky chuckle she wanted to backhand him. To keep everyone safe, she crossed her arms over her chest. He was right she didnt, this was new territory for her. Glaring at Tasha, she narrowed her eyes and prayed he hadnt seen her, like she could get so lucky. She noticed his mood change, gone was the playfulness hed had and in its place, a more serious tone. Oh-ok? she questioned and answered. She found it odd, but said nothing as they sat talking, but only a while longer. Once hed left she felt, disappointed mixed with a touch of confusion? She wasnt sure, shoving it aside, Aric, dinner, Kyle and Tasha she strode to class. Shed never been good at reading peoples feelings shed never really been good at a lot of things. Except, music, it was the one thing she understood. She was gifted with the natural ability to pick up a microphone and belt out the notes. She couldnt explain the euphoric feeling being on stage gave her. It was like the best sex ever and combining it with the rush you get from riding a rollercoaster. It made her body quake with anticipation waiting for her next show or set. Probably a reason Tasha drug her to the bar every so often, it was an outlet, of sorts, singing always made her feel better. -- Oakley wasnt dressed up, they were staying so she figured, whats the point? loose fitting jeans hung low on her hips and a soft grey tunic with a pink graphic splashed over the front. Her pale locks were pulled back into two braids, one on each side of her head and a thin headband with an attached pink flower. Tasha had said she looked nice, now she just felt silly when facing him. She shook her head and Tashas lament, she was drunk and it was embarrassing her. Handing him the baking sheet, she smiled. Im sorry, she has a tendency to speak her mind when she is drunk, Im fine staying in honestly. She nodded at his statement and blushed at his comment to Tasha, looking over her own shoulder at him she smiled and let out a soft laugh. The man was ridiculous, incorrigible, and yet she still felt a pull on her heart strings. Shaking her head she leaned against the wall momentarily, staring blankly at the TV screen. She watched him sat and stared down at her sock clad feet for a moment, Tasha was killing it. Knowing Marc was probably staying quiet since Tasha was covering all bases, well enough, on her own. She shook her head he was their guest let she had put him to work as bartender. Catching the can she popped the top, it wasnt too often she drank. Tasha knew how bad she held her alcohol, probably the reason she had insisted Aric get her one. Watching Tasha she knew shed better take a seat or become the talk of a lot more horrifying things. Taking a sip of the beer she moved to the couch and sat between Marcus and Aric. She was small but the fit was tight, glaring at Tasha she dared her to say, what she knew, she wanted to. Ignoring the screen and everyones glances she studied her sock clad feet once more. Not that they were interesting. The pink fabric matched the rest and gave her a bit of warmth, seeming to be cold by nature. Her head popped up from her thoughts on Kyle and torn shreds of hope for things to even happen with Aric. She smiled and was thinking about turning away when his fingertip traced the fading signs of Kyles wrath. She opened her mouth to answer, expecting the body part to be, said eye and not her posterior. Blue eyes twinkled a bit as she looked away briefly, Wouldnt you like to know, she quipped. Tasha laughed and shot Oakley a look, like maybe she shouldnt say what she thought, but shrugged it off. Pushing her hand into the blondes shoulder she teased, Play your cards right Mr. Knight, she may let you check and have a flag in the process. Tashas laugh was unmistakable as Oakley knew she was too drunk to even be around. Oakley wanted to die preferably, the way to go would have been to be swallowed up by the couch. If that didnt work, she wasnt sure. Keeping her head facing front she stared at the movie on the screen, yeah it was a lame romantic movie, but at this point ANYTHING was better than looking at the male next to her. Cheeks flaming red, she sipped at her beer. She stared at the screen, not even seeing what was happening. Hearing a moan her eyes shot up to the screen and watching the main characters go at it like wild animals, much like the duo next to her were on the verge of. Standing abruptly Oakley crossed in front of him and moved to the kitchen area. Finishing her beer she tossed the can and returned. Standing she stared at the door, Um I think Im going to go for a walk, she chewed nervously at her lower lip. Aric, would you like to join me? She didnt have to ask twice, she watched as he stepped into the kitchen and fiddled with the food and off they went, like prisoners escaping their cell. Wrapping her pea coat around her slim frame she buttoned and belted it then placed her hands in her pockets. Smiling up at him she walked, unsure of where to go, they both needed out of there. Im sorry about that I dont know why I let her choose movies. Tasha does stuff like that to me ALL the time. It wasnt that she thought it was intentional, she just thought perhaps Oakley needed to be brought out of her shell more. Smiling at his response she gave a light laugh. So that lasagna looks and smells good did you make it yourself? Oakley wasnt as great a cook as she was a singer but she could mix up a mean pot of semi-spicy chili. Aric held her interest, it was easy and she didnt feel the need to try so hard. Her walls remained intact and had no intention of falling anytime soon, no matter how nice he appeared to be.