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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:39:56 GMT -5
"Awe how sweet" Devi smiled softly. She wished she had everything planned out like her did. But as of right now all she knew was that she was going home, no where but home.
Shrugging it off, she giggled, standing up off the chair, pulling her dress down a little. Even with boots on, she was still a little shorter then Damien. Taking one last sip of her drink, she smiled, looking at him. |
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:41:52 GMT -5
He grinned at her and said, "Yah, I know I'm a awesome guy."
He sat her get up, and he cleared his thoart, "So..." |
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:45:34 GMT -5
Devi looked at him. Taking a deep breath, she turned another shade of pink. Feeling like she was in a rather awkward place right now, due to the fact that she had just stood up in the middle of a slow song.
Shaking her head softly. Your an idiot. she thought to herself. Automatically assuming things.
"So..." Devi trailed off, looking from the dance floor back to Damien. |
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:50:18 GMT -5
"Wanna... dance?" He asked her, feeling a bit shaken himself. He looked down at his feet and said, "Even though I'm a horrible dancer." |
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:53:08 GMT -5
Devi blushed ever so lightly, but smiled, increasing her dimples. "I'd love to" she smiled, rather glad he asked.
Licking her lips gently. "Its okay, start out slow" she told him. Thats how she learnt, then she become a cheerleader, so yeah, it came in handy to be good on your feet.
Smiling softly, Devi waited for him. |
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:55:44 GMT -5
He followed her out to the dance floor slowly, feeling out of place with these preps and populars. He can feel his junkie rebel friends watching him as they got wasted on liquor and ecstasy. |
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 23:04:28 GMT -5
Devi smiled softly, as she slowly took Damien by the hand, trying to 'help' with this awkwardness of being watched by just about every eye in the room. Though she did not care at all at the moment, placing an arm cautiously around his neck, hoping she wasn't moving to fast for him to follow. |
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 23:13:05 GMT -5
He laughed at his awkwardness toward dancing. The red in his cheeks slightly flared when she took his hand.
"I suck at dancing. Period." |
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 23:16:30 GMT -5
Devi smiled with a little bit of a giggle, as she placed the hand she had taken on her hip. Now placing both hands around his neck. "But you can always learn" she smiled. "I mean what are you going to do for the homecoming dance? Just sit around and watch everyone?" She asked him.
Having relized her stupidty, she had forgotten to rent the club for the oocassion, oh well she would get to it later. |
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 9, 2006 16:47:57 GMT -5
He gave her a warm smile and then said, "I wasn't planning on going to Homecoming. I was just going to fuck around with the guys and be the typical rebels we are."
He let her lead for a while, and then took the lead. "Whoa, I own in dancing now. Thanks for teaching me." |
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 9, 2006 16:54:39 GMT -5
Devi let out a little giggle, as she let Damien lead. "Your welcome." She smiled in reply. As she turned her smile into a tiny frown.
Soon the frown faded and she spoke. "Oh, well I hope you have fun, Rebel style" she giggled. |
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 9, 2006 16:57:52 GMT -5
"Of course." Damien said with a cocky smirk.
"So, what's with you and the populars, Miss Queen Bee." |
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 9, 2006 17:06:34 GMT -5
"What do you mean What's with populars and I?" Devi asked back. Though she hated bee's, she had taken a liken to everyone calling her The 'Queen' Bee, lately.
Smiling softly, Devi kept in line with Damien. She didn't really know what he meant, what's with her and the populars? Nothing, Suppose I could have answered with that. She thought to herself. |
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