>> Wish Granted << {Teen Romance }{Open and Accepting}

[quiche cat!]

Taelor

As he suddenly began to drive with a jerk of the bike, my arms flew around him, holding on for dear life. I could feel his muscles beneath his skin and completely froze for a second, but a second later shook my head to clear it and loosened my grip. The breeze felt wonderful, and the ride was pretty smooth, I had to say. Once we were going fifty, I even was brave enough to let go with one arm and spread it to my side, and I felt like I was flying as I let out a giggle. As soon as he got to my street, I wrapped my arm back around, leaning back a bit to look at the houses up ahead. The tan one. I pointed it out with my index finger so he could see.

[eleutheromania]

Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Crush: ---
Tags: Taelor

He didn't really seem to notice her grip around him as he looked over his shoulder at her and noticed the tan house at the end of the road. He picked up speed again until he stopped right beside the lawn. "Here we are. See ya around, I'm heading off to the beach." he said to her as he waited on her to take the helmet off as he got the dog food and stood it upright for her to take it from him, still all the while keeping the bike balanced.

[**Stars Align**]

"I know" Arriane said sadly glancing down at her camera. "Somehow, I can't give up hope though" She looked up at the sky noticing that it was almost over. It had been breathtaking and now the sun was taking over the sky turning it blue the rightful color of a beach sky.

((repost for Lacross))

[quiche cat!]

Taelor

I slid off the bike. Thanks for the ride. I put one hand on each side of the helmet and pulled it off, shaking my head so my hair would unfrizz itself, in a way, as I set the helmet back onto the seat. I took the bag of dog food and almost dropped it, but I managed to get my other arm under it and saved it from hitting my driveway and, odds are, ripping. As I was about to turn and head to my front door, I paused as he spoke. You're going to the beach, too? I questioned, to make sure I heard him right. But I didn't give him enough time to respond when I spoke again. Well, I'll see you there, actually. That was where I was going before I, uh... Saw you and your friend... I murmured the last words, averting my gaze.

[lacrosse31aspen]

JUNIOR
Junior shrugged, "There will always be a sunrise, there will always be a sunset, neither will ever be able to be truly kept." junior said. He sighed and turned towards his skateboard and jacket he left a little bit aways. He walked over to it and picked his jacket up slinging it over his shoulder. Junior grabbed his skateboard and looked back up at Arriane. "So." he said, with nothing to really say.

--repost for Brityn if there is one?--

[**Stars Align**]

"So?.." Arriane said just as confused. She had no idea what to do now that the sunrise was over. She was hoping this boy would say something or go away so that she could actually think straight.

[eleutheromania]

Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Crush: ---
Tags: Taelor

He took the helmet and set it on his head, lifting the visor to look at her as she spoke. He barely caught her last words but a grin appeared on his face, not that she could see it. He nodded his head before giving her a wave, closing the visor and then he was gone, up the road in a matter of seconds. He stopped at home first and dropped off Zeke's food, more like throwing the bag on his bed and then he headed for the beach. Once there, he parked and pulled off the helmet, putting it back in the small trunk and then getting off the bike and heading down. He wasn't planning on swimming but rather just walking along the shoreline.

[lacrosse31aspen]

JUNIOR
Junior shrugged, "I dont know what to say now." junior said. Junior sighed again and looked a his skateboard. "I guess it was nice to meet you...?" he said, trying to think of ways this wasn't awkward. Junior sighed again, why was he an idiot. He should probably just leave, he was probably creeping this girl out.

[quiche cat!]

Taelor

I gave him a see-you-later wave in response to his and spun on my heels, racing towards my house as fast as I could with the added weight of the food bag I now carried. I was visibly panting when I got in the house and threw down the bag, Libby scuttling up to me and sniffing me up and down - or, at least, as far up as a small puppy like her could reach. She then dropped onto all fours after her inspection and skipped over to the front door, whimpering at it, and I couldn't help but give in to her. Fine, I'll take you with me! I cooed, leaning down and scratching her affectionately before I went to my room, deciding I wanted to swim and rummaging through my drawers to find my favorite bikini. I quickly changed into it and braided my hair so that it was out of my face, laying neatly on my back. I searched around for a little while and found the sunscreen lotion, squirting a dime-sized amount onto my fingertips and rubbing it all over my body. I jumped into my flip flops and was just about to grab my bag when I just shrugged and instead decided to air dry when I was done in the water, and called to Libby before running out the door with her, down to the beach. Once we got there, I had totally forgotten about Gage, and still hadn't remembered he was there when I sloshed into the waves, giggling loudly and spreading my arms up. Libby bolted in after me, and splashed me a bit with her tail. I snickered at her before I pressed my hands into the water, towards her, and caused a huge wave to spill over the puppy, who playfully barked with glee and whacked me with her tail.

[Lindsey Stirling]

Brett

I examined her features once more before standing, walking past her as I made a beeline for the basketball. I leaned down, picking it up and holding it between my left elbow and side as I propped my shades back up onto my head with the other hand. I then slid the basketball from it's secure placing and set it on my fingertips, before giving a jerk of my hand and letting all fingers fall but one, balancing the ball as it spun round and round on my index finger. I had to show off, I mean, come on, for Pete's sake, I'm a teen aged boy - almost a man - and, we of the male gender always show off. Even if the ladies don't notice it. We still do. Just a tip, for you all out there. Anyways. I glanced back at her, hoping she was a bit more comfortable around me now that we'd both embarrassed ourselves. You play? Basketball? I repeated myself for the third time, wanting an answer from her, though I wouldn't push it if she chose to keep to herself. I'd just ask another question, to be fair, you know?

xxxxxRiley watched the boy walk right past her for the basketball with interest, wondering what he would do with the ball. Seeing him grab it and flipping his shades back on, she knew he was going to try and show off. Great, she rolled her eyes. Riley didn't get impressed that easily, for example, if you could lift up an entire couch by yourself, she wouldn't be that impressed. For all I know, you could wrestle a bear and beat it, and Riley wouldn't be impressed. Partially because she wouldn't believe it. She let out a little sigh and laid her head on her hand, watching him to see what he would do.
xxxxxRiley stood up to her feet as the boy started spinning the basketball on his index finger. She walked up at an average pace, maybe a little slower, and stood in front of him, one hand on her hip. Riley made eye contact with him for a mere second as he asked the question a third time. She raised an eyebrow and nodded for the second time. If he's planning to get a real answer from me, he's not gonna get it, she told herself, taking a little step forward. She grabbed the ball with her hands, the vanes in her hands sticking out a little, a trait she inherited from her father. Riley glanced once at him and balanced the ball on her fingers, most girls wouldn't be able to do this due to their long fingernails, but Riley's fingernails were cut down very short, long fingernails annoyed her very much. She placed her other hand on the ball and brought forward her hand very quickly, causing the ball to spin. After a brief second, she let her fingers fall but her index finger. Riley looked at him, her lips curved into a little smile. Regularly, she wouldn't show off, but she couldn't help it this time. With her other hand, she clenched her hand into a effortless fist and raised her index finger. Then with the finger that had the ball spinning quickly on it, she threw it up in the air, not too high, though, and watched it determinedly. She moved the hand that had not had the basketball yet a little forward and the basketball landed on her index finger. It was a hard trick, but Riley had the time to learn it when she was younger, since her parents couldn't afford for her to go to school. It did hurt a little, when the basketball landed on her index finger. Once again, she could not help herself but to perform another complicated move. She moved the hand with the basketball spinning on her index finger to her back and moved her empty hand behind her back. She glanced behind her out of the corner of her eye, checking to see that she was doing it correctly. Then, she swiftly moved the basketball to the other hand by tipping the full hand and raising the empty hand to catch it. With the hand that was once empty, Riley moved her hand back to the front, watching the ball spin on her fingertip. She looked at the boy and smiled. "Name?" she simply asked.

{ i gtg to swim team, so sorry for the late reply coming in about 2 hours c: }