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 Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 6:19 pm
 ______________Mae gave him a funny face when he gave the snack a different name she hadn't heard of before, but understood what he meant since the other was still named a sandwich. Even though he tried to grab the plate in little to no effort, he needed to sit up. Mae was going to be nice though and after picking off a sandwich and two kolache, she placed the plate on top of his chest. Easy access for lazy boys. She did this with Cadeon too when he was younger. Speaking of, where is that boy? Mae took a bite of her sandwich at the corner and then grabbed a glass of soda and held it out to Micah.
"Careful. . Actually, you should probably sit up if you're gonna drink soda on my bed."
She took another bite of her sandwich and enjoyed the savory flavors it possessed. Mae looked back at Micah and gave him a smile. She liked how this was between them. Just two people hanging out in her room, eating snacks and talking to each other about their lives. He is so cute. . really like the fiery color of his hair and those eyes. . .mesmerizing. Wait, what? Mae lost her daydream-like smile and looked away to the plate of food quickly. Trying to distract herself. .
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 6:34 pm
Micah Boyé He sat up bit using one arm to hold himself up, it caused his fore arm to flex once again extenuating the heavily toned muscles. Micah reached for a Kolache and bit into it, he liked the taste and chewed it a bit. Even for someone whom grew up on the streets he ate as his father had taught him. He chewed with his mouth closed, made sure to keep the food from leaving any stains on his face or clothes. His manner of eating seemed very gentlemanly as though he came from wealth. Though he thought it was only the thing a person should do, instead of letting others have the ability to question your character by how you eat. "I want to thank you Mae, you've been kind to me. Tell me about yourself, how was growing up, what was your school life like?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 7:14 pm
______________As he sat up, she looked at him and her eyes were immediately glued to his flexing muscles. She found herself biting her lower lip but then licked it and took the last bite of her sandwich, trying to make it look like she was just getting food off her lip. When he talked, she watched his lips move and imagined what they felt like. Just then, she was feeling her whole body heat up gradually. Surprised at how she was acting, she put her food back on the tray and carefully inched off her bed.
"I'll answer you in just a sec, I need to go to the bathroom real quick. I think I got something stuck between my teeth and it's killing me," she said laughing a little.
After walking out of the room, she sighed and gave herself a face palm, where she smacks her palm to her forehead. Entering the bathroom, she closed the door behind her and turned on the water in the faucet. Mae held her hands under the cool running water and splashed it on her face when full. Her blue eyes starred back at her in the mirror while water droplets fell from strands of her hair, the tip of her nose, and her chin. It made her feel slightly better and taking deep breaths helped as well. She then turned off the water and dried her face off with a hand towel. Finally Mae came out of the bathroom, and bumped into Cadeon. . Coming into the house, it seemed like there was a mixture of emotions going around. He didn't see Mindy, but could hear her doing something at the dining table, probably bills. There was the sound of running water upstairs, which meant Mae was home. He just went straight up to go to his room and seclude himself like usual. Once he was upstairs, he could see in Mae's room with her door open that there was a pair of legs dangling off the sides, and a guitar that wasn't hers. The smell of pigs-in-a-blanket too. He leaned slowly to find out who was in his sister's room and making themselves comfortable. His lips thinned when he saw it was Micah. The water in the bathroom shut off and the door opened. Mae had bumped into him and looked quite surprised to see him home for once. Which usually meant she was up to no good with his would be guy friend. Cade crossed his arms over his chest as if he were the big bad alpha male in the house.
"Really?" was all he said.
"Cadeon, he's just-"
"Save it. I don't care."
He shook his head disappointed and headed to his bedroom door, opening it and slamming it shut behind him.______________Mae stood in the hallway feeling completely guilty for absolutely no reason. Yes that was her brother's new friend but he could be her friend too. Cade was just going to have to face that. She walked into her room and closed the door after her, but more quietly than the rude one next door.
"Little brother is home," she spoke with a half hearted smile.
Mae walked around the bed to sit next to the tray again and lay her head back on the pillows behind her. Her eyes starred at the ceiling before closing.
"He's so immature sometimes. . I'm sorry for his rudeness. It's not like I'm having sex with you or thinking about it. . repeatedly," she murmured the last bit.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 7:30 pm
Micah Boyé When Mae took off, Micah watched her go before continuing to eat. He took a sip of the soda, he even moved the pillow bit, his shirt still crumpled up, showing his stomach. That was bad Idea, because Cadeon walked up the stairs and looked at him once before completely just disregarding him. Micah jumped up when he saw Cadeon walk off, he heard the door slam and slunk back a little bit, he should of understood that it wasn't a smart idea to hang out with the sister of the person he wanted to call friend. Mae came back into the room and laid on the bed, he found himself walking backwards until he sat down calmly on the bed. He heard Mae say something, she murmured something afterwards something he didn't hear. "You said something?" He inquired softly as h looked down at the ground, bothered by Cadeon's reaction.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 8:47 pm
______________"Hmm? Oh. Nothing. Don't worry about it."
She smiled nervously and stuffed her mouth with another small sandwich so she couldn't speak anymore. Her mouth moved quickly and when she realized how silly she was being, she stopped chewing so fast and made a short laugh. After swallowing she spoke again.
"So . . uh. . growing up and school life. Well, I grew up with a mother and father and an older sister. Then Cadeon came into the picture and our dad couldn't be happier to have a son that would carry on his name. Unfortunately, he didn't get to watch the rascal grow up. . Our family was normal until he died, and then worse when our mother tried to kill herself. I think I'm still the same though. . School was always a great ride for me. Lots of friends each year and then I became quite popular after winning a talent show my senior year in high school. I play my guitar, of course. There really isn't much to say besides that I have lived a positive life because I choose to. Things in the past a behind me, and I may look back at them sometimes but I get through it."
She took another sip of her soda, glad she was able to make a save like that.
"What about you?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:04 pm
Micah Boyé "My life was chronically the same every year, from the time I was thirteen I have been in sports. Started off playing Fut-ball, moved to Baseball, then, I chose Track in High school. I grew up listening to my father tell me about the world around me, he was happy to talk about his work as a journalist with an Anarchist blog online, as well as his human right's work, it was when I was fifteen that I fell into the fashion of sleeping with multiple girls, I think I started surfing at twelve and I played the guitar as young as seven, but that was all because my father wanted me to do something to keep me happy, I also know how to play Bass and the Viola." Micah said with a small sigh, he had managed to shove that entire speech into just a single breath, the benefit of being a singer. He was always one to speak a lot, but he preferred not to because it wasn't something people liked to listen to, kids whining about themselves.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:27 pm
______________Her lips parted more and more in awe at how much this boy had done in his short life. It would explain why he was in such good shape. It made him look older even, but in a very attractive way. After closing her mouth, she grabbed the tray and bent over the bed to place it gently on the floor. She would bring it downstairs later. Mae brought herself back up on the bed and stretched her legs toward the foot of the bed. It felt so nice to stretch every now and then.
"Well, you certainly are an active one."
As she said that, loud metal music could be heard muffled through the walls. Cadeon was being rude and stubborn again and trying to do his best to shoo Micah out was her best guess.
"I was wondering, what kind of girls did you go after? Like, what made you drawn to them?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:37 pm
Micah Boyé Micah felt shunned when he heard the metal music, it was obvious that Cadeon was angry with him. If he had been in the same position he would of been angry as well. It was normal for him to get on peoples nerves he guessed. "I really don't know, but I know when I date a girl... what I don't want to see, I never seem to see what I want to see in those girls, I don't know why. They were all very beautiful. They just weren't intelligent, weren't emotional, they were just girls, had nothing to them." Micah said calmly, he was thinking that Mae was starting to hit on him, she had started to act oddly, but he pushed the thought from his mind, it was not what he wanted to think about and what he knew Cadeon did not want to see. He was a rather active one that was true, he had always enjoyed going and doing things.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:48 pm
______________So basically, they were all just booty calls. . Very beautiful and easy. . Mae didn't fit that category. In fact, she looked down upon it as her brother did, but either way he would still screw with them. Cade and Micah had something in common. . Looking at him, he didn't seem to be enjoying himself very much with Cadeon acting like a jerk.
"You can leave if you're not comfortable being here. . I mean, I'd rather you didn't leave but I can understand."
She folded her legs so that she could hug her knees to her chest and rested her head on top but faced him still, looking up at him and waiting to see if he goes or decides to stay.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:55 pm
Micah Boyé "I don't wish to leave," Micah said softly as he pushed himself up onto the bed farther so he sat next to Mae, he was starting to wonder why she was being nice to him. He was wondering why she had been hitting on him. And he was wondering what she thought about his answer to the previous question. "I guess I just don't know what I'm into, tell me, what kind of guys are you into, you obviously have to of had a boy friend, because I don't know many people that wouldn't go after a girl like you, unless they were gay." His words were on the edge of flirtatious and kind, he didn't know how Mae would take them, but he tried to leave the seductive tone caused by his French accent out of the statement.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 10:06 pm
______________She was delighted to know that he wasn't going to leave her for Cadeon's childish actions. Mae smiled sweetly as he sat closer to her on the bed.
"Well, my previous boyfriends were taller than me, always. They treated me like a lady and not a piece of meat. We would get along and be able to talk about literally anything. Even burping and what not." She giggled thinking about her old boyfriends. They were a lot of fun when dating. "They knew how to make me happy somehow. Sadly, they were all fakes. The type of guy that pretends to be prince charming and waits till he gets what he wants and then leaves."
Her smile had faded into a pout being angered by how scummy the guys were. It was fun while it lasted though.
"In the end, they all crawled back. For the wrong reasons though. ."
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 10:15 pm
Micah Boyé On the inside Micah knew that was the reason, that was the reason she was so quick to push him away when he had introduced himself. His body hurt a bit, and his head hurt, he was starting to get tired as well. Dammit he thought, why couldn't he of found a party instead, not bonded with someone he obviously couldn't have. "I think I'd be the opposite of that, giant pig who's really a nice guy," He said in a laugh as he shoved his sandwich into his mouth, ate slowly swallowed and stood back up, he went and picked up his guitar and returned to sit down next to Mae, he was in the mood to sing really. He didn't start playing though he just smiled to Mae a bit. Why was he suddenly finding her more attractive. What was the mystique that was making him want her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 8:52 pm
______________"Well, I wouldn't use the word pig. . I will admit that I'm a little disappointed in the amount of ladies you have slept with. It's dangerous and gives you a bad reputation for the girls that you should be with, that aren't easy and are intelligent."
He left her side to go and get his lovely instrument and returned to her. Instead of immediately playing, he smiled at her. The more he did the more her heart rate increased. She could feel it thumping in her chest. Mae smiled back at him and began to feel her face heating up. Her cheeks slowly turning a shade of pink.
"Yes," she asked, wondering what was on his mind.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 9:02 pm
Micah Boyé "I understand that, I don't know if I could ever really know why I did all that, but maybe I could express it if I sang. Would you mind if I sang?" He said softly giving her his words through his smile. He was always in the mood to sing, he felt it easiest to express himself when he was singing. It was the only thing that could force him to look deeper. Otherwise he just became the man whom had slept with too many girls. Felt too much pain and had let it destroy him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 9:26 pm
______________"Go ahead. I like to listen to you."
She repositioned herself so that she was laying on her side again and faced him. Mae was feeling restless and had a voice in the back of her head speaking naughty things. She refused to listen though, knowing different outcomes of her actions. Mae didn't want to risk the first move.
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