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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 1:18:31 GMT -5
Crissy stood up and pushed him playfully. "The lessons wont be from hell." She laughed softly and drank the rest of her frapp. Throwing it away, she turned toward him and watched him pack up his things. She laughed at his statement about her house. The Love Shack? Wow, that's brilliant! She shook her head and grinned. "You can call it whatever you want, Ollie. I'm sure you'll be spending a few of your college days there anyway." She laughed at the thought. Everyone stayed the night at their house atleast once in their life time. They get wasted, pass out, Crissy just leaves them there.
She grabbed her deck and held it loosely by her side as she walked toward the door. "I'm always ready." She laughed as she pushed the door open with her hip and walked out into the soft glow of the sun. "The question is, are you ready?" She winked again and laughed.
Ollie was really fun to chill with. Even though, Crissy didn't know much about him at all, she had a great feeling that they were going to be spending a lot of time together in the future. And that didn't bother her in the least bit. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when they got to her house. She bit her bottom lip and hoped that Craig wasn't home. She quickly pulled out her phone and sent him a quick text. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as he texted back. The house is all your's Cris. Stay outta trouble, will ya? I won't be home till late, out with the boys. She grinned happily knowing that he wouldn't be there. He would more than likely grill the poo outta Ollie if he was there, and that wasn't always the funnest thing.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 1:36:56 GMT -5
"Fine I am calling it The Love Shack then… officially that is the name of the Reed residence." He smiled moving his hand up as he tussled around her hair a bit before walking out the door with her. He really didn't know where they were going so he just followed her in the direction that she was walking. Though if her parties were really as good as she said they were then he would be getting to know the fastest way to get to The Love Shack real soon.
"Come on I am a Porter we are ready for anything good or bad… and unlike my sister I am fun to be around…" He laughed a little as he turned his head to look at her. "And better looking…" He widened his smile so that his pearly whites showed through to her as they continued to walk.
Something was bothering him a bit and he figured it would be best to come out and just ask her about it rather than just avoid the topic. "So I have two questions for you… Does Arianna show up to your parties and will she be at the Halloween bash?" Not that either of those would stop him from going but he just liked to be prepared. Surprises were fun, just not ones that involved his sister.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 1:48:49 GMT -5
Crissy laughed and shook her head. After he toyed with her hair, she kicked him in the butt from the side. She did it so casually that she couldn't help but laugh. She headed down the main street and toward Hastings. She was glad her and Craig found a place close enough to the school that it was easy to get to, but not so close that it was awkward. They both hated the dorms.
She couldn't stop herself from laughing at Ollie's comment. "I'll agree, you are better looking, that's for sure. I would much rather chill with you as well." She gave him a girly smile and continued to walk. He had a gorgeous smile that just made her want to smile more. She was quite chill and having a killer time.
Her eyebrows raised slightly. She chewed on her bottom lip as she tried to remember if Ari had ever been to a Reed party. She shrugged, "I think she was at one.. but Ian brought her. That was funny. Totally made my night. She hasn't been to one otherwise that I can think of. And I'm sure she'll be at the Halloween bash... but Ian's place is so big and he knows so many people, I'm sure you won't run into her." She bumped him with her hip as she headed down a little back road.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 2:10:57 GMT -5
Ollie laughed at her as he was pushed away from her body with a bump of the hip. It wasn't really much competition between Air and him in looks or personality department as he always won both of those hands down. It felt good to know that she thought he was good looking, even if it was in a joking way. Someone told him he looked good, it didn't matter in what context it came up as he just blocked that bit out.
"Oh that's fine…" He said pushing her back lightly as they were in this small back way that seemed to be some sort of shortcut, that passed by Hastings towards the residential neighborhood to the side of it. "It would be funny if we did but I would like to avoid a run in with her if that is possible." He felt a bit annoyed talking to a really cool chick about his sister and it was just annoying.
"Okay you know what…" he turned around to face her as he started to walk backwards "From now on no more talking about Arianna… if we are going to talk about a Porter it is gonna be about me and how good looking I am." He laughed as he stopped letting her walk up to him as he ruffled her hair again.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 18:23:07 GMT -5
Crissy shook her head and laughed. "Don't worry about it. I promise you won't run into her. Ian will take care of her. Hopefully..." She tapped her chin in thought. Ian was a player and I would hook up with anyone... She hoped that he would hook up with Ari and keep her out of the way. Cris would hate for everything to be screwed up at a party.
She looked him up and down as he walked in front of her. She grinned girlishly and laughed. "I will have to agree with you on that one." She winked at him sarcastically and chuckled. As he ruffled her hair she tugged at his hair playfully. "It's a two way street you know!"
She pulled her keys out of her pocket and ran towards the creamy house ahead of them. It's wasn't super big or pretty, but it was homey. She looked over her shoulder to Ollie to make sure he was fallowing. She swung the door open and gestered her hand inside. "Welcome to the Love Shack, Mr. Porter." The room seemed like a party room. Big tv, large sterio system, two pool tables, etc. Cris loved it. She pointed toward the stairs. "The bedrooms are up stairs. Kitchen to the left, bathrooms upstairs and down. Etc. Any questions?" She sounded like a comentator, and laughed at the sound of her own voice. She grinned cutely at him and smirked.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 19:12:50 GMT -5
“Ahhh!” He said as he moved his hand away from her hair batting away her hands as he ducked out of her reach. No one touched his hair that was a thing he didn’t like it ever. He could touch your hair as much as he wanted but you could never touch his. He found it very annoying as he would usually instantly hate the person for doing it. Though this was Crissy, someone new and someone that seemed to like him, he would just let this go. Not that he had any choice as she was now running away from him.
Ollie just laughed a little at her, as she seemed so energetic to see her house. He walked up to her already with the door open as he walked inside. “Nice…” He said looking around as he took of his bag, setting it right next to the door as he didn’t really know where to put it. He walked in further to the room as he ran his hand over the green felt material on the pool table. He could see why her and her twin had parties here, the place was designed for it one hundred percent.
Defiantly better than a dorm party but not quite as big as some of the parties he had been to in Cali. Then again houses here were built a lot smaller than California houses, less space and they cost less. It seemed like the entire southern half of California was designed to be a great party area and every other weekend it seemed to be good weather for a beach party.
Drifting out of the memory Ollie looked back at her. “No I think I got it… kitchen” be pointed towards the left “Bedrooms…” his finger now pointed up “and bathrooms upstairs and down…” He smiled at her sticking his tongue out before he started to walk away towards the kitchen. She was officially his friend and thus was now subject to the Ollie Porter fridge raid… Ohhh sucks to be her, good thing he was the only one. Getting your fridge raided by a bunch of his friends and him well that just sucked for the person.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 20:48:59 GMT -5
Cris smiled as he pointed at things. She was glad he got it, because most people continually asked her, and it was really annoying! She laughed as he headed for the kitchen. She shook her head and skipped after him. She sat her deck on the couch on her way over to him. "Just don't drink the wiskey... That's Craig's, and he'll shit himself if any is missing."
She laughed softly and walked over to the cabnets, pulling them open and grabbing a small bag of pizza flavored gold fish. They were her favorite food in the world. She munched on a few then pointed toward the fridge. She finished chewing quickly and asked, "Before you completely raid my fridge, mind throwing me a Mountain Dew?" She threw a few more gold fish in her mouth and smiled widely.
She was so used to people raiding the fridge. She was glad it was only him though, because she had just restalked it from when Craig, her, and all of her friends got the munchies. One crazy ass girl and ten boys could eat a whole hell of a lot. She pulled herself up onto the counter and let her legs sway back and forth. "So, you gotta girlyfriend I should watch out for? I'm not famous with the ladies. They have jealous issues." She laughed sarcastically.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 21:14:59 GMT -5
Ollie walked over to the fridge opening it as he took out a Mountain Dew sliding it across the counter to her as he started to look around for something really delicious. Eh found a bunch of sliced thin turkey as he took out some Dijon mustard setting it on the table with a variety pack of cheese. He really didn't want much to eat just a sandwich.
Moving around the kitchen he grabbed some whole wheat bread, a knife, and a plate as he moved around the kitchen to make his sandwich. He glanced up at her as she sat on the counter eating some thing extremely unhealthy as she kicked her legs against the counter. "Not right now…I ended my old relationship to start fresh for college." He smiled at her as he started to put away the stuff grabbing a Dr. Pepper from the fridge as he moved over to sit across from her on the island in the center of the kitchen. "I highly doubt that any girl would be jealous of you…" Ollie hopped up on the counter realizing how wrong that could have sounded. It was as if he was saying that there was nothing to be jealous of but he really didn't mean it like that. More like any girl should see she was just a friend and nothing more. "What about you, you have any girlfriends I should watch out for?" He smirked at her before taking a bite of the sandwich.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 21:35:14 GMT -5
A sly grin fell upon Crissy's lips. So he was single... which was a major plus. She licked her lip and chewed on a few more gold fish. Her eyebrows furrowed slowly. Why wouldn't someone be jealous of her? Then again, it wasn't like she cared. She shrugged it off lightly. Cris choked on a laugh, "Sorry, Ollie. I don't swing that way, Love." She smiled sarcastically and laughed.
She chugged her mountain dew and aimed for the rubbish bin near the fridged. She tossed the can and made it in nicely, a 'heck-yes' smile on her face. She leaned against the cabnets and stuck her hands in her jean pockets. "So, Mr. Porter...." She laughed, "Yeah, I got nothing." She chewed on her bottom lip and chuckled.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 21:46:43 GMT -5
Ollie looked up at her as she began to speak rolling his eyes as she added the love bit at the end. The only person he knew that would constantly say love to him was one of his old friends from L.A. and she had an excuse because she was British. British people always added love to everything and called everyone love.
He watched the Mountain Dew can fly through the air as he watched it go into the basket. He laughed a little as he went back to eating his sandwich. She was a fast eater and for him really was just like one of the guys. "Okay so do you have any girlfriends that I should watch out for as in they are good looking and dateable?" He chuckled looking up at her as he raised his eyebrows up reaching down as he took a drink of the Dr. Pepper.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 22:12:20 GMT -5
Crissy raised her eyebrows agains and smirked, "What are you rolling your eyes at? Better not be at me." She laughed and jumped off of the counter. She headed over to the fridge and swung the door as she sat down infront of it. She did this often because she didn't know what she wanted half the time.
She shrugged her shoulders casually as she grabbed a peice of pizza and chowed it down. She didn't have to taste it as long as it hit her stomach and made her no longer hungry. She jumped back up onto the counter and shoved her hands into her pockets, licking her lips. "I don't get along with girls very well... so unless you're gay, I can't help you." She laughed and raised an eyebrow. "Please tell me you're not gay." She chuckled and jumped off of the counter again. She ran her hand threw her hair before grabbing a ponytail holder from her wrist and putting her hair up in a messy bun. "So, what do you plan on wearing to Ian's party?" She thought about her costume and blushed. If it wasn't for that stupid dare, she would never be seen in it.. ever.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 22:55:46 GMT -5
He laughed of course he was rolling his eyes at her who else would he be rolling his eyes at? Watching Ollie continued to eat the last bits of his sandwich as he washed it down with the cold Dr. Pepper. He was amazed at how fast this girl could it as she practically inhaled the pizza slice. It was like she was a freaking magician one minute the food was there the next minute it wasn't.
"Well I haven't really though about it… seeing as I only found out about this party today." He laughed at her as he got up and took his plate and knife to the sink washing it off like he always did in his house. Ollie turned around as he dried his hands on the dish towel looking at her as he stood leaning against the sink. "What about you?"
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 23:12:55 GMT -5
Crissy nodded her head and laughed, "Yeah.. I forgot you just found out." She chewed on her bottom lip softly. She hated her friends and their stupid dares. She looked up at the ceiling, picturing her room right above it. And what was in her closet. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'm a rabbit... or as my friend, Mark, calls it, a bunny." She shook her head and looked at him, a slight blush upon her cheeks.
She headed back to toward the living room. "You should probably see it to understand... I can't explain it." She laughed and continued to shake her head. She turned toward him and walked backward. "You should totally go as Zorro." She smirked at him and wrinkled her nose. He would be a cute Zorro, Crissy was extreamly sure of it. He would be gorgeous! She smiled happily at the thought.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 23:29:43 GMT -5
"Well then let's go see it…" He said as he pushed off the counter grabbing his drink as he made his way back to the giant game area over towards the stairs. The only problem is he didn't know which room was hers but he would figure that out once he got up the stairs. "I can't do Zorro… I'm not Antonio Banderas and I am not dark like he is…" He looked back at her "Have you seen me? I'm White not Mexican." He took a drink of his soda as he walked up the stairs thinking about what her costume might be. The only bunny he could think of was the Playboy kind. There was no way a girl like her was going to be dressed up as a Playboy Bunny. Other girls would but she didn't seem like the type.
"Okay now which direction is your room at…" He said looked around as he started to walk down the hall.
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Post by Crissy Reed on May 1, 2008 1:07:53 GMT -5
She headed up the stairs, her head still shaking slightly. She walked to the end of the hallway and right into the last room. She flicked on the light and looked around. It was a bit messy... her decks and parts were scattered about on her desk and some clothes were in the corner, but it wasn't horrible. Just the average dirty that she preferred. Her large king sized bed was in the far corner, covered in a light blue comforter.
She walked over to her closet and hit the switch. The light blue bustier with white fur trim stuck out immediately. She hated showing off her curves, but all of her friends said 'If you got 'um. Flaunt 'um'. She pulled it out of her closet and showed him. The little puffy white tail was attached to the back. She grabbed the ears and placed them on her head while making a funny face. "It's quite a long story on why I'm wearing this... basically I was dared by a friend, and I don't back down from dares... So this is what I'm wearing... Pretty sure I'm going to look like a prostitute.... Atleast if I get wasted enough, I won't have to remember anything that happens that night." She laughed girlishly.
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