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Post by Shannon on Sept 22, 2009 20:40:48 GMT -5
I slid into the drivers seat, popping in the keys and pulling out my Hawthorne Heights CD. I put the car into reverse and took a spot in the line leading out of the parking lot. "I have. I shouldn't, but I have." I coughed, my lungs felt like they were trying to collapse. Nervousness did weird things to people.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Sept 22, 2009 20:54:04 GMT -5
“Umm…why should you not have? Is it a bad thing?” My voice got a little higher in pitch, but not so much that I was squeaking. I wasn’t sure why he was under the impression that he shouldn’t have thought about it. In the pit of my stomach I could feel the pulling of nerves.
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Post by Shannon on Sept 22, 2009 20:57:22 GMT -5
We finally got to the front of the line and I turned right, in the direction of the Halloween shops. "I don't know. I just don't want to mess up by hoping too much and then mixing up the messages." I was almost sure I wasn't making any sense, it didn't make much sense to me.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Sept 22, 2009 21:13:10 GMT -5
My tone became playfully frank and my mouth moved into a half smile. “Shannon have you ever known me to give faint signals at anything?” The question was rhetorical so after a brief pause I continued. “Don’t you think that maybe all the hand holding and kisses meant something? I don’t just go around making out with any boy I see.” By this point my smile was a full smirk and my nerves had for the most part faded away.
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Post by Shannon on Sept 22, 2009 21:24:44 GMT -5
I blushed bright red. "I know you don't but I overthink everything. I couldn't help the fact that I thought it was just wishful thinking or that maybe I was just convincing myself of what it meant." I tapped a finger on the steering wheel, making my captive hoop ring rattle quietly.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Sept 22, 2009 21:32:58 GMT -5
“Well all this time your thoughts on the matter, as far as I can gather have been right. Now I just need to know if you think it’s okay. I guess what I’m trying to say is do you…well want to be my boyfriend?” I hated how lame I sounded but I wasn’t sure how else to word it, and if my calculations were right, leaving the asking up to Shannon may very well go no where.
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Post by Shannon on Sept 22, 2009 21:35:42 GMT -5
I smiled shyly and turned my gaze downward, letting my bangs fall across my eyes. "Are you sure you can tolerate me that long?" I meant it as a joke and I bit my lip nervously. This kind of thing scared me to death and I had no idea why. It was like walking on a thin piece of ice. One wrong step and your in cold water.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Sept 22, 2009 21:46:17 GMT -5
“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have asked.” I would have usually come up with a joke of sorts but now was not the time to be funny with him. I kept my tone soft so he knew I was sure, I wasn’t sure how much more sure I could be at that point. “So is that a yes, cause ya know I’ve waited for a long time for you to come here so that I could ask.” The last comment wasn’t so much for pressure as it was for humor, not even now could I let it go.
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Post by Shannon on Sept 22, 2009 22:10:13 GMT -5
I dropped one hand to the gear shift. "That's a yes." I was confidant in my answer but still nervous about the situation. I hit a couple of buttons on the stereo, switching the song to "Dead in the Water". The song was strange but it was one of my favorites.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 14, 2009 23:03:30 GMT -5
(Okay so this thread is important but out of date, so I'm altering from this point on! It's close to C-mas now! Yee!)
The music pushed past my ears and into my thoughts. About half way through the song I was gently tapping what I had gathered of the beat on my leg. The song playing was new to me so I was attempting to gather as much of it from this one play through as I could. Although Shannon generally stuck with one band for some time, the music was never the same. Some how he always managed to find hundreds of songs by the one artist, so the chance of hearing it again was minor to me.
Without looking over to him, I started in with a new conversation at the turning of the song. “So Shannon, refresh my memory, while with your parents, did you ever put up a Christmas tree and celebrate Christmas?” I was curious but at the same time afraid to hear what he was going to say.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 15, 2009 21:38:00 GMT -5
When we reached the highway, I increased my speed, the sight of the countryside racing past us was calming to me. I smiled crookedly when I heard her question. It didn't bother me to talk about my past but sometimes it turned me into a mental zombie for a couple of minutes. "We didn't actually get into holidays that much. We celebrated, but not in the way that you're thinking. We didn't follow the traditional customs but we didn't celebrate the way they do here either. It was less of a celebration as a day to reflect. I never cared for it much." My explanation sounded confusing, even to me.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 15, 2009 21:47:51 GMT -5
I mulled it over in my head for a moment, but came out with little to show for it. “So what this tells me is that I need to put together a grand Christmas!” I was already planning on asking my dad to help me get a tree for the apartment and what not, but now I wanted to do so much more then just that. I wanted to bake, and decorate everything, maybe even show Shannon the pains of Christmas shopping. “It may seem a quick change, but I’m sure you’re going to love Christmas here. It’s much more then a day to reflect.” I looked over to him, I couldn’t be happier with the plans I had in store.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 15, 2009 22:07:19 GMT -5
I groaned mockingly. "Oh dear, what have I done?" I smiled playfully at her. Having Jase for a brother meant spending Christmas at assorted friends houses. I had never minded but I always felt like I was intruding. Christmas seemed like something you were supposed to spend with family and close friends. I grinned mischievously while contemplating the possibility of bringing Jase here to antagonize Izzy.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 15, 2009 22:31:18 GMT -5
“What you have done is created a monster of Christmas firsts! Muhahahaha!” I brought my hands up and curled my fingers into an oddly shaped group of crooked talons. When I felt like I had made my point I dropped the Dr.Jeckel act and went back to my usual level of strange. “Maybe instead of asking my dad to help me get a tree you and I should go out and pick one. It seems more fitting that way, wouldn’t you say?”
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Post by Shannon on Dec 17, 2009 22:36:03 GMT -5
I smiled crookedly. "That could be interesting." I was sure the next thing I was about to say was going to sound ridiculous. "Umm... how exactly do we do that?" My hand tightened on the gear shift unconsciously. My song A.D.D. began to kick in and I switched CD's, to Coheed and Cambria's "Second Stage Turbine Blade".
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