Post by tyger roberts - horowitz on Jul 24, 2008 0:31:54 GMT -5
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[/size]Cause I'm comin' home,
I'm comin' home,
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hello, the name's, tyger veronique delacour roberts horrowitz
but people tend to call me, tyger, ty, t, tyga
i turned , twenty
on , october third
so that means I've been attending, ucla
when the days over i like me some , boys
[/color][/font][/size]I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
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well, my hair is, blonde
and I love my eyes, they're, blue / gray
and my skin colors this really cool, tan
mainly because I'm , nationalities here
I measure up to , five foot six
no Seattle Sutton's for me ! the scale says , one hundred and fifteen pounds
but it's kind of cool that I have , a lot of scars
and my style blows yours away , tomboy, laid back, relaxed
so over - all , tyger's hair is very simple, blonde locks that are naturally straight and fall to her shoulders or lower. getting an upside to having a model for a mother, she has natural high lights in her hair, which makes it look good, even though she really cannot be bothered to deal with it most of the time. if it was up to her, she'd only get it cut to chop off split ends and tidy it up, but her sister has always been adamant about her at least keeping her hair nice. so she has it chopped into long layers that she an pull back for when she's working or working out. she has shorter side bangs that fall into her face when her hair is done, or if she doesn't pull her hair into a high enough ponytail, but if she does, her hair looks simple, just a bunch of blonde hairs pulled back into a ponytail. like most blondes, her hair gets lighter in the summer, and it looks almost straw blonde during the summer, while it becomes darker during the winter, or if she doesn't spend her time in the sun, although that isn't often, considering her occupation and passions. when she does have to look good, she wears her hair down, because it's gorgeous without much help. sometimes during important events, she curls it a little, or just lets the waves in it show, but usually its up in a ponytail, so you cannot really tell the difference between it regularly and when its been in a ponytail for a while. although she won't admit it, or show it, tyger is a little vain about her hair, and makes sure to wash it every day to get grease out of it and make it shine. but she doesn't let people know that she actually cares about a part of her appearance.
tyger's eyes are the most striking feature about her, bright enough blue to catch your attention, but not enough to distract you. the blue is bright and clear, and her eyes are almost always wide, observing everything from her own standpoint, trying to see what's so interesting about the world. her eyes are also useful because they're the most expressive part of her face. under tamed and smooth eyebrows, she can make almost any expression appear on her face. she can almost speak without words, if you can pay attention to the looks and glances. on the down side, when she's upset or angry, it's hard not to see it on her face, and she will try to hide her face to keep people from seeing what's going on. her blue eyes emphasize the gentle features of the rest of her face, and make her look beautiful, even for someone who spends her time working with cars. she's never had problems with her eyesight, and doesn't wear classes or contacts, so the view of her gorgeous eyes is unabstructed by anything. sure, she was sunglasses like most normal people, and usually wears aviators to cover her whole eyes, but thats reall the only time she hides her eyes. tyger would never tell you, but she really likes the look of her eyes, because they're interesting and easy to look at. settled nicely on either side of her gently sloping nose, they fit perfectly in her face, and unlike some people, they look like they belong there, and not just thrown in as a last minute thing. her eyes are the only thing she bothers to play up with makeup, and even then, she only uses mascara and eyeliner, or eyeshadow on occasion.
tyger has always had a nice figure, partly due to her high metabolism, and partly due to her excessive amount of sports. No matter what season it is, she's out doing sports to keep her muscles tight and lean. Standing at five foot six and weighing one hundred and seventeen pounds, most of her weight comes from the muscle that rests on her calves, thighs, abs and shoulders. Her arms are rather skinny, and she doesn't have much muscle there, but the muscle in her shoulders and legs makes up for that. While she isn't classified as tall, she walks with a presence that makes her seem taller than she is, and her small stature helps her when she gets into fights. She's quick and nimble, and the muscle and lack of fat allows her to move fast and do what she feels like. Even if she's not practicing a sport, she goes to the gym and works out. Let's just say that if you piss of this girl, her right hook, or her left hook for that matter, might break your jaw. She doesn't look as powerful as she really is, and she's okay with that. She thinks it's funny when people underestimate her due to her size. She has the kind of body that most girls kill to have, and will go to extreme lengths to have. Tyger is happy with her body, and doesn't ever really worry about it that much. If she doesn't work out for a couple weeks, she gets a little pudge on her stomach, but she works it off quickly. She's not the kind of girl whose going to look at herself and go puke because she's not a size zero. That's not to say that she doesn't watch her figure, because she does, but from a health perspective, not a weight perspective. She eats decently healthy as well, so she doesn't worry all that much. She just got lucky enough to get her mom's super metabolism and skinny looks.
there are two main things that Tyger doesn't like about herself, but both seem rather silly. For the most part, she thinks that her ears are far too big and stick out more than they should. When she was little, her ears were a little too big for her head, and the elementary school kids teased her about it and called her dumbo. Of course, she pretended she didn't care, but it evolved into one of two major insecurities that she has about her looks, no matter how many times people tell her that her ears aren't big, and that they don't stick out and look really silly. The other thing she hates about her ears, is the fact that she has a small mole on the back of her ear, one that she knows is there, and seems to annoy her more than it should. No one notices it, but Tyger has this weird thing, that if someone did notice, thus paying close enough attention to the little things about her, then she wouldn't hate it nearly as much as she does. The other thing she hates about herself is her feet, because they're a little big bigger than most people at five six, and she feels like an elephant. It's no use trying to tell her that almost no one actually likes their feet, because Tyger just loathes hers. Scars wise, she has a few on her legs and arms from childhood injuries, although the most prominent is across her left side, from when a horse ran her into a tree. As for piercings, she only has two. She has two piercings on each ear, but she often only wears one set of studs in her ears, because she's always working or playing sports. But on top of those things, there's not a lot of quirky things about her looks.
for Tyger, comfort comes way before looking good. Her closet is filled to the brim with tshirts and jeans, things that look good on her, but are comfortable as well. She hates wearing skirts and dresses, although she has quite a few to please her parents and to wear if the occasion calls for them. But really, she's much happier wearing sweatpants or baggy shorts, and a tshirt, then she is, wearing tight jeans and a revealing shirt. All her life, her parents told her to build character from the inside out, and that people should be her friends, not for the way she dressed, but for the person behind all of that. She never really stopped, because this kind of clothing style works best for her lifestyle. If she's at work, she's usually wearing either ripped jeans and a tank top, or a pair of baggy shorts and a tank top. Although she is a tomboy, she's still a girl, and likes to show off a little of what she has. She wears the tank tops to show off her thin frame, nice arms and shoulders, and her decent sized boobs. Another thing you have to understand is that while she may dress in understated and comfy things, it doesn't mean they aren't fro nice companies. With her parents making what they do, she can afford to buy her jeans from nice companies, and the same with her shirts and jackets. Her sister was always the one who preferred to dress to impress, while Tyger has always been happy wearing whatever she can find in the morning. In particular, she tries to stay in her pajamas if she can for most of the day, because they're so comfortable to her. That should give you an idea of how much she prefers comfort to looks.
but people say I look like , rachel mcadams
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[/size]but I'd rather wake up beside you
and breathe that ol' familiar smell,
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[/i][/size][/color] because, i never back down
I love, guys, friends, family, traveling, sports, goofing off, prank calls, alcohol, sleeping in, working on cars, being liked, having fun, laughing, being stupid, pepsi, hamburgers, showering after work, proving people wrong, eating, the rain, greece, italy, france, england, california, surprises, surprising people, love, being appreciated, working hard, doing things right, rebuilding cars from scratch, not backing down, working out, the occasional fight, being one of the guys, video games, sweatpants, being important, snowboarding, the snow, looking good every once in a while, spending time with her dad, taking pictures, running, some parties, being an idiot, proving people wrong, cellphones, ipods, having cash, shopping sometimes, chocolate, peanut butter, comfortable clothes, fuzzy jackets, animals, warmth.
but I really despise, being hit on blatantly, pain, thunderstorms, tsunamis, the ocean, bitchy people, stereotypes, being judged unfairly, losing, someone getting the best of her, not eating, dressing up nicely, doing girly stuff, modeling, grease under her fingernails, broken bones, not working out, doing homework, her dyslexia, that she can't get along with girls, rap music, classical music, asparagus, brussel sprouts, clam chowder, not being able to speak greek, her maternal grandmother, surgery, biting her tongue, planes, food poisoning, animal fur coats, paper cuts, cold showers, being cold in general, when she can't find things, people taking her stuff without asking.
I personally think I'm pretty good at, speaks four languages, sees the good in people, is easily amused, physical strong, can outdrink lots of guys, is easy going, has a good relationship with her family, gets along well with males, is good at sports, is very competitive, knows how to work hard, has a sharp wit, can fight well, eats quite healthily, is a great friend, can be amazingly protective, is very observant, loves to make people laugh.
though I should really work on , sees the good in people, has a hard time being serious, has dyslexia, doesn't get along well with females, is very stubborn, is very defensive, doesn't like losing, has a bit of a problem with alcohol, low self esteem, has trouble talking to cute guys, can't always sound intelligent, has a hard time holding onto cash unless in a bank, has a low pain tolerance, can be physically violent when threatened, can be too protective.
people tend to tell me I'm ,
blunt[/font] because, i tell it like it is
tomboyish[/font] because, i'm happy fixing cars [/ul][/font]
but basically, I'm , the easiest way to describe tyger is to just say one thing; she's a tomboy. every inch of her, from her head to her toes, is more masculine than feminine. now don't get me wrong, you'll definately be able to tell that she's a girl, and she fully accepts and is aware of that, but she tends to act like more of a guy. she'll get into burping contests with her guy friends, or play tackle football in the pouring mud, and come home completely covered in mud, and just take a shower and go pig out on the couch. she doesn't worry about her weight, and she just goofs off with her guy friends. not to mention that she can outdrink almost any of them. she'll get into chugging contests, or to see who can take the most shots. she's not afraid of a challenge, and will definately take on any of her guy friends if they challenge her. most of her guy friends would just describe her as 'one of the guys' and she's okay with that. really, she enjoys being one of the guys, because it's so much easier for her than them treating her like a breakable porcelain doll all the time. she likes being able to burp with them, and work on the cars in the garage, or just go play sports with them. if they ever do treat her like a girl, she just knocks it back into their head that the average girl couldn't kick their ass like she can. while most girls would shudder at the idea of being considered a tomboy, tyger wants nothing else but that. she likes being known as the girl who runs with all the guys. guys have always been easier for her to deal with, and she doesn't mind that she doesn't have many girl friends because of her masculine habits. she likes being this way, and always has been like this.
the next most important part of her personality, is her complete and utter competitiveness. much like a guy in this way, almost everything is a game to her, and she tries to win as much as possible. her competitive side comes out mostly during physical activities, such as when she sparrs with people to work out, or is on the basketball court. she just goes into this zone where she is going to do everything to win, and if she loses, she won't take the loss very lightly. but mostly her competitiveness shows when she's fighting, whether its for her sefl defense, or whether she's using it to work out. since she's had friends that are guys since she was little, they've all taught her different kinds of defense, and she combines them to when she fights, and it gives her an advantage over most of the people she fights with. because of her quick speed and her physical strength, she makes a feared opponent, and her competitiveness adds to her skills, making her a triple threat. sometimes she was be too competitive, and doesn't know when to back down, but for the most part she is good about controlling her temper. but if people get the best of her when she's competing, her temper can flare up and she becomes slightly dangerous, because of her sheer strength and fierceness. becauses she doesn't like losing, she doesn't do well with people that will just kick her ass. she'd rather lose in a good fight, than to lose or win by a large margine. her competitive side always wants her to fight well, and not just get lucky with a bad opponent. lots of people won't fight her because of her triple threat antics, but really, her competitive side makes her a great person to train with, as long as her temper is in check.
Although she can be fierce and a little bit troublesome, for the most part, she's just funny and entertaining. When she goes out with her friends, she's always the one making jokes to make them laugh, and she spends more of her time making other people laugh, than she does trying to figure out what's funny to her. While she might not be funny in the classical sense, there are two main reasons why her friends love being around her. First, as strange as it might seem, she is quite intelligent, and has decently witty comebacks. Although they might not always be the nicest comebacks, they're never serious, and most of the time people think the comebacks are funny. Sure, it's gotten her in trouble once in a while, when people don't know that she's joking. But if people know her, and know when she's joking or being serious, they know how funny they can be. Secondly, she's just a plain old goofball. Her antics are crazy and just for fun, and she never really worries about what other people are going to think of her. She's a class clown, that's for sure, and she'll make her jokes in class, to see if people laugh. Something about other people laughing and smiling because of something she did, is just plain old rewarding to her, and she loves it. Even in her worst of moods, she won't let it show to other people, and will instead try to make sure everyone else's spirits are up, and that they're feeling pretty good. It can sometimes seem a little selfless, but really, she just loves to see people in a good mood, because she's seen people at their worst, and it tends to scare her. She hates to see people at their worst, and so when she acts as a friend, she does everything to cheer them up.
You wouldn't guess it from what she does, but tyger is actually very intelligent. She's always taken honors courses and excelled at them, but as she hit high school, she began to take less courses for the credit, and more for what she wanted to do. But even though she doesn't look like it, she has no trouble passing her classes, and often skips over review sessions, because she knows the material already. Unlike a lot of classically smart people, tyger also has street smarts, and knows a lot about life itself. Her knowledge and understanding of the world is more than people would think, and if you get into an argument with her, you're bound to be surprised by her intellect. She doesn't like to flaunt her intelligence, but it doesn't mean that she dumbs herself down. She participates in class, but she doesn't try to make other people feel dumb around her, just because to her, that's just plain unfair. Many people think that her intelligence is wasted on her wanting to become a mechanic, but it really isn't. When she looks at the way things work, she sees them in a vaster scale than most mechanics, and it allows her to see how things could become more efficient as a whole, and not just a single part. One last part to her intelligence that makes is so easy for her to learn, is her almost photographic memory. She can read a page in a book, and almost recite it back to you if you like. It definately helps her when she rebuilds engines or needs to remember something for a test. So really, she does put her smarts to use, although you wouldn't know it. But if you get into a heated argument with her, over something she's knowledgeable about, your going to be very surprised by her intelligence.
But of course, like most normal people, Tyger has flaws, and her biggest one is her tendency to be pig headed. Sometimes this can be good, because it keeps her on track when she's in an argument, and means that she doesn't back down. On the flip side, it means that she doesn't always back dow when she should, and is reluctant to admit she's wrong, even in the face of clearly provided evidence. With a mom and dad who weren't exactly leniant with their rules, Tyger had to stand by what she wanted, if she wanted to get it. Thus she grew up, always being pig headed and not backing down, not when it came to her parents, not when it came to her work, not when it came to her friends, and especially not when it came down to boys. Tyger is never going to be one of those girls who compromises for their boyfriend, just to make them happy, and to make them stick around. She believes in her ideas, and isn't going to give them up for anyone else. On occasion, if she finally understands the other point of view, she might change her mind on things, but she won't let anyone know that it was through persuasion. She'll pretend that she was just rethinking her thoughts, and that it came time to change her views. Of course, it makes her strong when it's good to be argumentative, but the same trait makes problems for her when she faces down with someone who is as pig headed as she is, or about something that she's wrong about. Most people get used to her stubborn, unchanging ways, but some people in her past have gotten excessively aggravated with her, and it's caused some fights for her in her life.
While a tomboy like Tyger might not look like she's well mannered, but growing up with a french mother made her very well mannered. Her parents were always very particular about her table manners, considering the many events they held. They always thought that Tyger and her sister's behavior were a reflection of their parenting skills, and so she and her sister were made to learn every possible good manners technique, so that they could be compeltely presentable when company was around, and so her parents would look good. It was more her mother's idea than her father, and he was often the one who would let her leave early, much to the annoyance of her mother of course. But her mother dilled the manners into her head over the years, and they stuck. It became second nature for her when she's around adults other than her teachers, to be mature and mannered. But with her friends, she drops the work, and will be goofy and silly again. But of course she's still forced to go back home on occasion for her mother's fancy or important gatherings, where she has to show that she hasn't forgotten any of the things her mother drilled into her head time after time. On top of her manners, she also knows how to dress the part, and look like a proper lady. For someone to know this about her, is hard to believe. Most people won't believe that she can be a proper young lady, unless they see it with their own two eyes. She doesn't enjoy it, but she does it to please her mother and keep her off her back. Being well mannered around adults and in tricky situations has just become second nature to her.
Your first impression of tyger would probably not make you think that she can be understanding and empathetic, but it's a huge part of her personality. While she's constantly silly and doesn't take things seriously, when her friends need her to listen to them, she's a great person to talk to. She understands a lot more about people than they give her credit for, and she thoroughly understands that people are unpredictable, and that life is all about the choices you make and the people you end up with. Another thing that her understanding does, is that it makes it easy to make peace with her. While it is hard to get her back on your good side, if you can get her to listen to you and think about what you say, then you're more than likely to see just how understanding she can be. But this can sometimes be problematic when she lets people get away with things, because she understands where they're coming from, even if what they've done isn't acceptable. While more often than not, this doesn't happen, the few times that it does, it doesn't end well for tyger, and she isn't happy with herself. With her friends, it's easy for her to be empathetic, and feel bad when she puts herself in their shoes. With strangers and people she doesn't know, it's different, because she doesn't feel the need to be understanding to them, and this is why she can come across as cold and uncaring, but that's not the case. She just knows that if she tried to be understanding to every person that came along, she'd never get anything done, and that she'd have to give the benefit of the doubt to everyone that she met, and that would just be problematic.
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[/size]I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one ,
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I came from, patra, greece
well my father .. ,
coming in at , fifty seven
he supported us by , divorce lawyers
all in all, he's pretty , amazing, since my mom basically disowned me when i got married. he kept sending me money, and made sure my family still supported me.[/ul]
onto my mother ,
coming in at , forty nine
she helped too, by , model consultant
in the end she's quite , pushy and obnxious. she basically disowned me when she found out about rhys, and so i basically stopped talking to her[/ul]
and then they had kids ,
then it was time for my own ,
and my one and only pet(s) , macaroni , three , pitbull , male .
the love life , i only really had one real relationship in high school - and that was in my junior year. i fell hard for a shy quiet guy named parker, and fell head over heels for him. in the end, he left without a word, and broke my heart - but i put it back together with glue. i always battled it out with rhys, but when he wouldn't sign the anullment papers or our accidental marriage, it finally became clear that he and i both really care about each other. i'm making it work, but sometimes it's the hardest thing ever.
& the good and the bad, ricardo and elisabeth had never seen each other before in their lives, but the day in paris that they locked eyes, they immediately knew something was there between them. of course elisabeth pretended she wasn't interested, and ricardo pulled out all the stops, trying to win her over. in the end it worked, and while his trip had him in paris, ricardo and elisabeth slept together several times. when it was time for him to go, elisabeth dropped a huge shock on him, telling him that she was pregnant. of course he had to go back to italy, but instead he came back to france, where he fixed everything by proposing to her. of course she accepted and immediately and they made plans to get married as soon as possible. within weeks the two were married, and were on their way to greece for their honeymoon. but once they got there, the two fell in love with the country, and decided that there was no way that they could leave. which is how tyger and piper were born in greece, on a relatively warm october third. tyger was born three minutes earlier, and thus she was the older twin, the one who was always looking out for her little sister, and the one who was always a little faster, stronger, tougher in general. she was a daddy's girl from the beginning.
all through her younger life, piper was the favourite to their mom, the woman who was an ex model. while the two were identical from the get go, and would have no problems either of them being a model, tyger was much more interested in playing sports and enjoying her life. piper was happy to model for her mom and get her life in order from the beginning. tyger was the outgoing one, the one who flirted with boys and then kicked their butts at any sport they challenged her to. she made people respect her with her intelligence and her strength. she was the kind of girl that all the guys loved hanging out with, because she'd get involved in burping contests with them, or slap them with fish just for the hell of it. she and her sister couldn't have been more different if they'd tried, although the two were inseperable due to her intense love for her little sister. no matter what happened, tyger was always looking out for her little sister, making sure that she was having fun, instead of just going along with their plans. of the two, piper was the one who'd get somewhere that he mother deemed appropriate, while tyger would grow up to do what she wanted, and to make her dad proud. he'd always been a free spirit, and he loved his daughter for the same reason.
when piper and tyger were eight, their father's job required them to move to california, and away from everything they knew. of course this was a shock for the entire family, but they all stuck it out, and moved to san francisco, where her father had a steady job, and where piper and tyger attended elementary and middle school. piper was a little more shy at first, while tyger jumped right into making friends, and enemies of course. piper was more the popular type, and so she made more popular friends, but tyger was happy with the friends she had, and was good through her years before high school. in the beginning of seventh grade was when tyger was introduced to the subject of mechanics. her father brought home and old tbird, and she was immediately fascinated by the car. when her father asked her if she wanted to help him restore it, she jumped at the chance, and thus began her love of cars and mechanics. it became a familiar thing for her to come home from basketball practice, do her homework, and head out into the garage to help her father with whatever car he was working on at the time. of course her mother didn't approve, but ricardo enjoyed the time with his daughter, and convinced elisabeth to let it go, and be happy that she had one daughter who would fulfill what she wanted.
through high school, tyger maintained this kind of lifestyle, working through schoolwork as well as sports and working on cars with her dad. her mom got more aggravated though, believing that tyger would grow out of this, but she only grew more and more attached to the job. she began working at the local garage, and making money on the side doing the work that the big men couldn't do. working hard all the time meant that she gre up slim and well toned, which got her some attention from guys who didn't realize that she was actually not into guys. sure she thought they were hot and all, but she had no time for them, what with her work and her sports and homework. she didn't have many problems in school and her dad was the one person she could always come back to. her mom never quite forgave her for not wanting to be a model, but none the less she had to love her kid, and she always did, still supplying her with things she needed, even if she wasn't thrilled with what tyger wanted to do in life.
after graduating from blair, ty decided to attend ucla to study to get a degree in mechanics. she continued to work almost full time at the auto shop, as well as fixing the illegal cars - getting paid under the table. the only important thing to happen, was that during her sopohomore year in college, she accidentally got married to rhys horrowitz. despite their generalized hatred for each other, they eventually worked it out, and became decently good for each other.
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[/size]but I understand your sadness so
I guess I should just hold my tongue ,
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[/size] hello, I'm zazu[/color]. I play tyger[/color]and her playmates, soon to be jay, lisi and dee[/color]. I myself have seen fifteen[/color]summers and I plan to see a lot more, living the good life up in california ( pst )[/color]. I've been in this part of town for four[/color], so I know the area pretty well. oh! and did I mention that raeee[/color]told me about this island resort? she's a gorgeous thing. stalk me? well, my aim is lol at zazu[/color], my msn's splatgoessplat@gmail.com[/color], and my email's lol at zazu[/color], . but, of course, you can always PM me. au revior !"[/size]
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Aiden had no idea why she was even contemplating what she was about to do, but some part of her, the tiny part that was left from her days, before she got into drugs and all of that, was telling her that this couldn’t hurt. The ‘this’ to what she was referring to, happened to be a date. Big shock, that the total whore Aiden Delapp, was contemplating going on a real date, something she’d never been on. It’d been a week since Hunter had told her to meet him at his house, making it very clear that he wanted to actually do something with her, something other than Aiden’s regular enjoyment. It wasn’t that Aiden only had sex with guys, it was just well, and she didn’t exactly find it easy to relate to any of them, other than on a hormonal level. Besides, it was so much easier to fulfill her needs when she didn’t have to be weighed down, not to mention the lack of emotional stress. Which in theory made for a much easier life, and it had, until Emmerson Hunter had come into hers, and turned everything upside down. Everything Aiden knew about guys revolved around their hormones, and their avoiding commitment, which basically made her the most sought after female on campus, considering as long as you were hot, she’d screw you, single or otherwise. Vienna had the same opinion, which was why they made such good friends, that and the fact that neither cared that the other was a whore. It was pretty much why they didn’t have any other female friends, it being the fact that they both knew they were complete whores, but until she had a reason to believe she shouldn’t be, Aiden would continue to be one. Which was all the reason she needed to wonder why in god’s name was she even thinking of actually going on a ‘date’ with Hunter? Of course, he had to make things complicated and change her understanding of the male species. Goddamn him!
Never in her life had Aiden been on a real date, and so she had no idea what to expect. Of course, it surprised her that Hunter had thought it was weird that no one had ever done anything romantic for her, and that she had gone her whole life without dates or anything. She’d just gone from flirting, to fucking. There was no dating in there anywhere, at all. Sure, it’d been a little weird, but she’d gotten used to it, and it was just a way of life for her now, despite what people said about it. Yeah, it was why she was always in trouble at school, and why the only money she had was from her parents, and then the money to pay for her education. But that was from her grandparents, who were bound by a will to send her to school somewhere within her parent’s standards, until she graduated. Sometimes she wondered if she hadn’t subconsciously failed her sophomore year, just to make her family even more pissed off with her, than they were now. Well if anyone had a right to be mad, it was Aiden, considering that she’d spent about two years of her life in foster homes, sometimes with abusive foster parents who were only fostering her for the money. So she had a right to be mad, because they hadn’t taken her out of foster care, even though she was fucking family! Aiden only realized that she was lost in her thoughts, when she heard the snap of her pencil, wincing as it cut the inside of her hand, the one that was already bandaged up in a lovely mix of pre-wrap and medical tape. During the last softball game, she’d been pitching and the girl hit a ball back, nailing her in the wrist. Needless to say that Aiden wasn’t exactly thrilled about this turn of events, considering it meant she had an ugly wrap on her wrist, but softball was important enough that she’d put up with it until the sports medic said she was clear to take it off and stuff.
Cussing about her broken pencil, Aiden pushed away from her desk, glancing at the clock, rolling her eyes as she realized it was eight o clock. She’d tried to convince herself not to go, by doing something else, but that something else had bored her even more than going out. Now she had no reason to not go, and as much as she wanted to just do what was natural, and stand him up, because she didn’t date people, she couldn’t help but want to go. He said he’d make her dinner, and if that wasn’t cliché romantic, then what was? She wasn’t really that smart when it came to romance, but from everything girls said, Hunter had basically told that he’d do something high on the romantic chart, for her. As much as she wanted to do what was normal, part of her was all too curious as to why people were so into this cheesy romantic crap. She dug her teeth into her bottom lip, glancing at the clock before pushing herself out of her chair, knowing that if she dashed around, she could get there before the whole thing was shot to pieces. Pulling off her shirt as she dashed to her closet, she pushed it open, frowning as she tried to figure out what to wear. She had no idea what she was supposed to wear to something like this, and thus she found herself running her hands over clothes blindly, stopping and grinning as she pulled out the dress. Cut high at the bottom so it rested mid thigh, the top plunged down almost like a bikini would, the halter straps made of black, white and yellow beads in a unique pattern. She pulled off her bra and her jeans, this being one of the dresses that she really couldn’t wear a bra with. She slipped into the dress, tying it behind her neck and pulling the ponytail out of her hair, grabbing a pair of her black heels, slipping them on her feet and dashing into her bathroom, grabbing her makeup, taking a moment to make it look good.
She grabbed her phone, looking at it, tossing it back onto her bed, grabbing money and slipping it into the cover of her dress, grabbing a jacket. She had nowhere to keep keys or her phone, so it looked like she was bound to be taking a cab. She vaguely remembered Hunter telling her where he lived, and so as she hopped into the cab, she relayed the address to the cabbie, leaning back against the seat, wondering if it’d just be more intelligent to turn around and go home right now. But as he came to a stop, she knew she couldn’t walk back now. Pulling the money from her chest area, she handed it over to the cab driver, sliding out of the cab and walking up to the front door of Hunter’s house. Bracing herself, she knocked, walking in on her own when she didn’t see hear anyone coming to the door. Wandering around his house, she walked into the kitchen, looking around; trying to remember the last time she saw a kitchen that looked actually used. Her fingers ran over a small glass, knocking it over, cussing as it hit the ground. She glanced up rapidly as she saw Hunter, nodding to his statement and walking back around, seeing him walk towards her. She grinned a little at his comment, putting her hand behind his neck, tugging him closer, frowning as he pushed her away. She stuck out her bottom lip in annoyance, following him cautiously, pausing to look at the set up on the balcony, a little shocked at all the work he went through, but of course she didn’t let him see this. She glanced up at him, hearing his response, rolling her eyes, but taking food none the less. Her appetite was decent, and the food wasn’t half bad. Chowing down, she kept her eyes down, not wanting to look him in the eyes, in case she saw something she didn’t want to see. Soon she was finished, and she looked t him when he asked her his question.
She chuckled, crossing her arms over her chest, “You wanna know? Well, ‘cause I would’ve felt bad if you were alone with all this.” She blinked, her expression innocent, though she was laughing inside. She frowned at his comment about her lying, but she remained stoic, not responding to his question, but laughing a little at his comment. She wanted to remark something sexual, but she managed to keep herself from doing so, trying to act like this was a little bit less than torture for her. She watched him walk away, biting her lip as she wonder what he was gonna do. She heard him come back, looking at his hand, putting out hers hesitantly before letting his hand hold onto hers, pulling her body to his, moving to the rhythm of the music, not used to dancing without grinding up against people. Sure, it was just another indication of how out of touch with things she was, but she tried not to let that show. Within moments she was annoyed, and she pulled away from him, pushing the shoes off her feet before letting him hold onto her again, noticing the difference when she wasn’t wearing shoes. Sure, she was a decent height without her shoes on, but when she was wearing them; at least she didn’t feel tiny compared to Hunter. Was this how every girl felt with their boyfriend? Well, at least the ones who had guys that were pretty big, for boyfriends. Again she found herself wondering a lot more than she knew, and asking herself it was worth it, to avoid all the drama. Blue eyes closed for a moment, her feet moving as a secondary motion, separate from her brain. She had no idea what she was doing, standing here like this, leading him to believe that there was anything. Didn’t he understand that she as Aiden Delapp?! That she had no interest in guys beyond screwing them and then leaving them, unless they were real good in bed? God …
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