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Heckno12
LovelyComplex
Lucid Dreaming
EchoWolff
TheDemonHound
Oh how Fawn regretted every minute of the drive to the pier. Her face was burning in embarrassment and the one to blame for it all was her ‘friend’ True. True had decided to stay and hang around with Fawn until the party and thus ended up in the car with Fawn and Lucky. The car ride was horrid, True being who she was just talked and talked the whole time, embarassing the little deer multiple times as she did. But it all came to a head when True let it slip that Fawn liked the boy currently driving the two. That is what currently had Fawn’s face burning a brighter red than her hair wondering what she’d done to deserve this.
How could you blame True? She didn’t know where her mom and brother’s feud was standing, so she was determined to avoid it at all cost. On top of that, her friend was getting a ride from this cool dude, who had a casual charm about himself, as he drove a dark honda civic. A car that was surprisingly nice for someone she heard was on the bottom of the ladder. Affordable but nice. The car for poor people to feel rich. Owned by Lucky, the infamous troublemaker.
No one knew much about him besides the fact that he was a riot and wore things like that smart watch on his wrist, that made people think he was ‘just like everyone else’. True had been multitasking. One, she had been searching the entire web on her phone to find out if Wyatt was going to this party or not, only to result in finding out NOTHING. Two, she had been probing the stranger that was chauffeuring her to see how he felt about her dear Fawn. She had to make sure he deserved her, but this guy was a blank canvas. Hard to read, no substance because he chose to filter himself, or maybe he was not one to talk unless absolutely necessary. “Soooooooo, do you like her too?”
The midnight blue car parked beside the sidewalk, a short distance away from the boat. Rather than answer her question, Lucky turned the ignition off and looked into the rear view mirror to see True giving him a focused, looks-like-her-head-will-explode, glare, “We’re here.” From the distance, Wyatt and Rose were signing the tablet and getting ready to enter the party. Too bad True was too focused on interrogating Fawn’s crush to notice.
Luckily for True, Fawn did take notice of Wyatt and Rose. They would be her saving grace. Taking out her whiteboard she quickly wrote a message for True and held it up in front of her face, blocking Lucky from her view. “Wyatt is here with Rose. He just signed in.” She continued to hold it in front of True’s face, the only way she’d put it down would be when True finally got out of the car. Fawn didn’t need True interrogating Lucky anymore, she loved her friend but she had embarrassed her too much within a short time span.
“OH MY GOD!” True gasped. “Please do not tell me Rose is his girlfriend! I’ll shank a bitch.” What was she doing still in the car?! True hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and threw the door open, “I’ll catch you two later. Byeeee.” She jumped out of the car and started scurrying away. However, before she got too far, she turned back and rushed to the car to Lucky’s window, “Don’t get my friend pregnant! She’s a baby.” There. She was satisfied. Now, she could leave.
After a moment of silence, the only sound that was heard was Lucky tapping his thumbs on the steering wheel. Breathing lightly, the Hound turned his head to look at Fawn, finally. He made sure to not stare at her during the car ride because he knew her friend was killing her on the inside. He did find her adorable, though. There may have been a few instances he took quick glances, but fortunately for him, she was to distracted by her embarrassment to notice him staring.
“Thanks again, for the cookies.” He broke the silence with a better thank you than his text message from earlier. “For a girl who looks like she hardly gets a decent meal, you can bake.” Perhaps he was looking too deeply into it, but her figure was incredibly scrawny and something told him that her diet wasn’t the best. “Oh, and don’t fret about your friend. I can tell her filter isn’t the best, but she means well.” He turned his body to face forward, watching people enter the boat from afar, as he leaned back in his chair — in no rush to leave his car. “It’s nice.” To know someone liked him, yet her standards, in his opinion, were questionable. To know that for a moment, she saw pass the asshole that he was. Even the car ride with True, he didn’t mind. Her friend made the car ride lively. It was enjoyable and if she was looking at his face close enough, he did have a faint smile.
A sigh of relief blew through Fawn’s lips as True finally left the car. Luckily, for the sake of Fawn’s face not overheating, she wasn’t looking towards Lucky’s window when True told him not to get her pregnant. When she did finally look to him she ended up having perfect timing as she looked just as he began to speak. His thanks meant a lot to her, she really wasn’t one to be thanked all that much, especially not at home, so when she was thanked it was special to the girl. But then for a moment it seemed the Hound had sniffed out a bit of her hidden life when he brought up that she didn’t look like she got much of a decent meal. And for a split moment she thought he may start asking questions and her stomach began to flip, but then he moved on. The topic passed within seconds, him moving on to talk about True again. When he finally finished talking Fawn kept her eyes on him, but with a soft gaze, only looking so as to not miss anything he might say, although a small part of her was looking for any signs regarding her small secret that had gotten out about her liking him. He hadn’t brought that back up and it was making her a bit nervous, which could be seen as she messed with the ends of her cardigan that hung over her hands. She did have a soft smile on her face, one that had formed upon noticing Lucky’s own faint smile. It gave her the slightest bit of hope.
Lucky looked at the boat and thought to himself. Was the party worth it? It was just another party thrown by different rich kids that thought they ran the place. He could get away with missing one. Who cares if this one was being thrown by the Helmsleys; they were simply making a statement.
Roz would understand.
With an immediate change in mood, having come to a decision, Lucky drummed the steering wheel, before turning his head toward his interest, “Want to ditch this party? You, me, get lost and have an adventure. Your friend did say you like me, yet she thinks I’m the type of guy to get you knocked up on our first date. Let’s prove her wrong. And —” His faint smile turned into a charming smirk, as he leaned closer to her, the predator wanting his prey, “—Allow me to give you better reasons to like me.” He let his words settle in, making sure he moved his lips slow enough so she could read him. “Whatta you say?” A change in scenario would be good for him.
The little deer’s eyes widened at his proposition, then as he continued speaking and brought up what True said the blush began to creep back onto her face. It only intensified at his sudden leaning in, Fawn freezing from how close he was. But the girl responded by nodding in agreement, it was the only movement her body was capable at that time as she locked her eyes with his. She was intrigued by this boy and there was no turning back now.
“Perfect.” He turned his body and started the ignition. He needed this. This girl enticed him and made him… feel. Why run away when he could explore this unknown territory? He didn’t know the probability of them working out, but it was worth a try. He had enough things he was fighting. His want to be close to her wasn’t something he wanted to add to it. This could be good for him. Or it could be the worst thing he’s ever done in his life. Only time could tell. “Tap the dashboard once if you want me to make you dinner at my place, twice if you want me to take you to a couple of places I’m fond of, that includes dinner, or thrice if you want to be surprised.” When he said ‘once’, ‘twice’, and ‘thrice’, he used his right hand to showcase what he wanted.
He’ll leave it up to her to decide.
Putting her full trust into him Fawn reached forward and tapped three times on the dashboard before sitting back in the seat, excited and a wee bit nervous for the night ahead.
“As you wish.” Surprise, it will be.
The Hound would take the Deer on an adventure.
They drove off, disappearing in the night.
How could you blame True? She didn’t know where her mom and brother’s feud was standing, so she was determined to avoid it at all cost. On top of that, her friend was getting a ride from this cool dude, who had a casual charm about himself, as he drove a dark honda civic. A car that was surprisingly nice for someone she heard was on the bottom of the ladder. Affordable but nice. The car for poor people to feel rich. Owned by Lucky, the infamous troublemaker.
No one knew much about him besides the fact that he was a riot and wore things like that smart watch on his wrist, that made people think he was ‘just like everyone else’. True had been multitasking. One, she had been searching the entire web on her phone to find out if Wyatt was going to this party or not, only to result in finding out NOTHING. Two, she had been probing the stranger that was chauffeuring her to see how he felt about her dear Fawn. She had to make sure he deserved her, but this guy was a blank canvas. Hard to read, no substance because he chose to filter himself, or maybe he was not one to talk unless absolutely necessary. “Soooooooo, do you like her too?”
The midnight blue car parked beside the sidewalk, a short distance away from the boat. Rather than answer her question, Lucky turned the ignition off and looked into the rear view mirror to see True giving him a focused, looks-like-her-head-will-explode, glare, “We’re here.” From the distance, Wyatt and Rose were signing the tablet and getting ready to enter the party. Too bad True was too focused on interrogating Fawn’s crush to notice.
Luckily for True, Fawn did take notice of Wyatt and Rose. They would be her saving grace. Taking out her whiteboard she quickly wrote a message for True and held it up in front of her face, blocking Lucky from her view. “Wyatt is here with Rose. He just signed in.” She continued to hold it in front of True’s face, the only way she’d put it down would be when True finally got out of the car. Fawn didn’t need True interrogating Lucky anymore, she loved her friend but she had embarrassed her too much within a short time span.
“OH MY GOD!” True gasped. “Please do not tell me Rose is his girlfriend! I’ll shank a bitch.” What was she doing still in the car?! True hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and threw the door open, “I’ll catch you two later. Byeeee.” She jumped out of the car and started scurrying away. However, before she got too far, she turned back and rushed to the car to Lucky’s window, “Don’t get my friend pregnant! She’s a baby.” There. She was satisfied. Now, she could leave.
After a moment of silence, the only sound that was heard was Lucky tapping his thumbs on the steering wheel. Breathing lightly, the Hound turned his head to look at Fawn, finally. He made sure to not stare at her during the car ride because he knew her friend was killing her on the inside. He did find her adorable, though. There may have been a few instances he took quick glances, but fortunately for him, she was to distracted by her embarrassment to notice him staring.
“Thanks again, for the cookies.” He broke the silence with a better thank you than his text message from earlier. “For a girl who looks like she hardly gets a decent meal, you can bake.” Perhaps he was looking too deeply into it, but her figure was incredibly scrawny and something told him that her diet wasn’t the best. “Oh, and don’t fret about your friend. I can tell her filter isn’t the best, but she means well.” He turned his body to face forward, watching people enter the boat from afar, as he leaned back in his chair — in no rush to leave his car. “It’s nice.” To know someone liked him, yet her standards, in his opinion, were questionable. To know that for a moment, she saw pass the asshole that he was. Even the car ride with True, he didn’t mind. Her friend made the car ride lively. It was enjoyable and if she was looking at his face close enough, he did have a faint smile.
A sigh of relief blew through Fawn’s lips as True finally left the car. Luckily, for the sake of Fawn’s face not overheating, she wasn’t looking towards Lucky’s window when True told him not to get her pregnant. When she did finally look to him she ended up having perfect timing as she looked just as he began to speak. His thanks meant a lot to her, she really wasn’t one to be thanked all that much, especially not at home, so when she was thanked it was special to the girl. But then for a moment it seemed the Hound had sniffed out a bit of her hidden life when he brought up that she didn’t look like she got much of a decent meal. And for a split moment she thought he may start asking questions and her stomach began to flip, but then he moved on. The topic passed within seconds, him moving on to talk about True again. When he finally finished talking Fawn kept her eyes on him, but with a soft gaze, only looking so as to not miss anything he might say, although a small part of her was looking for any signs regarding her small secret that had gotten out about her liking him. He hadn’t brought that back up and it was making her a bit nervous, which could be seen as she messed with the ends of her cardigan that hung over her hands. She did have a soft smile on her face, one that had formed upon noticing Lucky’s own faint smile. It gave her the slightest bit of hope.
Lucky looked at the boat and thought to himself. Was the party worth it? It was just another party thrown by different rich kids that thought they ran the place. He could get away with missing one. Who cares if this one was being thrown by the Helmsleys; they were simply making a statement.
Roz would understand.
With an immediate change in mood, having come to a decision, Lucky drummed the steering wheel, before turning his head toward his interest, “Want to ditch this party? You, me, get lost and have an adventure. Your friend did say you like me, yet she thinks I’m the type of guy to get you knocked up on our first date. Let’s prove her wrong. And —” His faint smile turned into a charming smirk, as he leaned closer to her, the predator wanting his prey, “—Allow me to give you better reasons to like me.” He let his words settle in, making sure he moved his lips slow enough so she could read him. “Whatta you say?” A change in scenario would be good for him.
The little deer’s eyes widened at his proposition, then as he continued speaking and brought up what True said the blush began to creep back onto her face. It only intensified at his sudden leaning in, Fawn freezing from how close he was. But the girl responded by nodding in agreement, it was the only movement her body was capable at that time as she locked her eyes with his. She was intrigued by this boy and there was no turning back now.
“Perfect.” He turned his body and started the ignition. He needed this. This girl enticed him and made him… feel. Why run away when he could explore this unknown territory? He didn’t know the probability of them working out, but it was worth a try. He had enough things he was fighting. His want to be close to her wasn’t something he wanted to add to it. This could be good for him. Or it could be the worst thing he’s ever done in his life. Only time could tell. “Tap the dashboard once if you want me to make you dinner at my place, twice if you want me to take you to a couple of places I’m fond of, that includes dinner, or thrice if you want to be surprised.” When he said ‘once’, ‘twice’, and ‘thrice’, he used his right hand to showcase what he wanted.
He’ll leave it up to her to decide.
Putting her full trust into him Fawn reached forward and tapped three times on the dashboard before sitting back in the seat, excited and a wee bit nervous for the night ahead.
“As you wish.” Surprise, it will be.
The Hound would take the Deer on an adventure.
They drove off, disappearing in the night.
