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Post by Arianna Porter on Apr 20, 2008 22:31:45 GMT -5
A small smirk played on Ari's lips as she followed Ian towards his beautiful porsche. She may never be very into cars, but she could certainly appreciate the beauty of one. She herself had never learned to drive, finding it unneccessary since she always had a driver. Now she just relied on friends to help her get around and paid some of the gas for those trips. She stood next to the door, waiting to see if he would get the hint to open it for her.
She chuckled lightly at his comment about her looking like a partier. "You, sir, of all people should know looks can be decieving and reputations are usually blown out of proportion." She fluffed her hair again, taking the white clutch out from under her arm and pulling out a white and pink tube of chapstick. Glancing once at Ian, she applied it to her lips, making them shine.
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Post by Ian Roberts on Apr 21, 2008 20:13:41 GMT -5
Ian grinned sexily. "Yeah, I guess you have a point. But what exactly do you mean by me of all people? My reputation is well held." He smirked boyishly. His reputation was well held, but it was a reputation of player. And that rep had it's pros and cons, which wasn't at all that bad.
He walked around the front of his car and behind Ari. He opened the door and bowed sarcastically. He laughed softly, quickly stopping after seeing Ari put on her chap stick. He licked his lips and smirked extremely sexily. He closed the door after, making sure she wasn't in the way.
After driving to and from Hartford, he parked outside of a large house. He turned off his car and got out, walking briskly around the front and to Ari's door. He opened it, holding out his hand in front of him to help her out. After helping her out he put on a gorgeous grin, looking her up and down. Those white round toe pumps accented her legs gorgeously. The dark jean Bermuda shorts hugged her hips perfectly. His favorite part of the whole attire was the light blue silk blouse, that cut down into a V just enough to show the perfect amount of cleavage. She looked both sophisticated and sexy, which was perfect in Ian's eyes.
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Post by Arianna Porter on Apr 21, 2008 23:38:03 GMT -5
Shorts. Out of all the things Ian could have picked for her, he picks shorts and BERMUDA shorts at that. Ari was never asking for his help again with shopping. She would have even been okay with a mini skirt, but shorts? What a way to cut your legs off to make them look shorter than they are. At least the heels helped some.
He did do well with the top at least. Just past where she would normally have worn a V-neck, but not so much to where she was uncomfortable. She would not have chosen a fabric so hard to clean, but she couldn't verbally complain as she was the one who asked him for help. Taking his outstretched hand she rose gracefully from the car. Her hair now hung loose, void of it's ribbon, and fell softly across her forehead and left eye.
Looking up st the house she began an immediate mental appraisal, something her father had taught her. The size was large, but not like their own home, and the landscaping was on the cheaper side. All the plants were natives, not a single exotic plant adorned the house. Either they were cheap or boring. She hoped the host did not reflect this mundane house. Turning towards Ian she put on her best smile she could manage, somewhere between 'I'll kill you' and 'I'm nervous but excited'. "Shall we go in?"
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Post by Ian Roberts on Apr 28, 2008 22:03:22 GMT -5
Ian chuckled softly. He could tell she wasn't all to happy about this whole thing. Her smile completely gave it away. He laced fingers with hers and grinned down at her. "Don't worry about it, alright? You look great and we'll have an awesome time."
He headed up the walkway and toward the door. He knocked three times before walking in. If it wasn't a party, he would have waited. He threw the door open, the loud dance music hitting his ears. He gave a sexy smirk to Ari as he led her threw the door. He waved and highfived a few people as they walked threw out the house. He held onto her hand as to not lose her. That would bite major. Ian licked his lips sexily and went to the kitchen. Of course he was headed for the alcohol, that was the best part of partying. He grabbed a beer and raised his eyebrows slightly, grinning. "You want something to drink?"
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Post by Arianna Porter on May 18, 2008 12:11:53 GMT -5
Winding through the bodies, Ari tightened her grip on Ian. So far she had not seen anyone she even recognized. The realization that she had a very small circle of friends after her first year at Hastings was like a kick in face. Maybe she was unapproachable... Sofia seemed to be the only one who would put up with her and even then, they had problems. She'd just have to try harder, starting with this party.
When Ian offered her a drink though, she hesitated. Ari never drank with strangers, especially not beer. She blushed lightly and smiled. "Um, yeah, sure. Whatever is fine." She pushed her bangs from her face.
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