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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Nov 29, 2009 19:33:57 GMT -8
He stared into her blue-grey eyes with his piercing, deep blue ones.
"Thats too bad."
He said, without even thinking about it. Then something happened that rarely happened to Sébastien. A light pink blush crept onto his cheeks, and he rubbed the back of his neck, sheepishly.
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Post by Della Mariette Caine on Nov 29, 2009 19:42:42 GMT -8
Della giggled softly as a flurry of butterflies erupted in her stomach, causing her face to turn a delicate shade of pink. "Uhm.. Yeah.." She replied quietly, not really sure how to salvage the conversation now that it had become awkward. A pang hit deep in her stomach as she remembered Noelle's words about the girlfriend Sébastien had left in Europe after their trip. 'But i feel so bad for poor sebsies. He had to leave his girlfriend over there.' Noelle's words rang through her ears. He had a girlfriend, she shouldn't be acting like this, especially with the whole Dylan thing having only ended a few days ago. Biting her lip, she stared down at the Scrabble board, not sure what to say now.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Nov 29, 2009 19:49:32 GMT -8
Sébastien's cheeks grew from a light pink to a flaming red. He stood up from the bed, not knowing what to do. Sébastien had never had an awkward conversation in his life, ever. He always knew what to say, But some thing about Della left him tongue tied.
"er..."
Was all he could muster.
"I should be going before one of the teacher's catches me."
He said, finally, trying to conceal the blush that was spreading. His ears were burning.
He went over to the door, but thought that a teacher might be roaming the halls so he turned around and went back to the window. He knew he looked like a blubbering idiot right now but he wanted to get out of there. He opened the window, and before crawling out, he manned up and went up to Della. He kissed her cheek and smiled, the red-ness fading away slightly.
"I had fun, See you around."
He said, before he climbed out the window and went down the tree, his hands stuffed in his pockets as the cold air hit his heated face.
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Post by Della Mariette Caine on Nov 29, 2009 19:54:39 GMT -8
"Uhghuh." Della squeaked as he stood up, putting a hand to her face as she tried to cover up the blush that seemed to be spreading rapidly. She swallowed and nodded, blinking a couple of times to regain her composure. "I mean, yes. Good idea.." She mumbled, her gaze following him as he began to walk towards the door and then changed directions. Standing up off her bed, she started to walk over to the window and then stopped, standing awkwardly and unsure of what exactly she was supposed to do.
As his lips gently brushed her cheek, Della felt her heartbeat start to race, and she bit down on her lip to stop from doing anything silly. "Right, yeah, me too." She replied, waving idiotically as he climbed back out the window. Shutting the window, she flopped back down on her bed and touched her cheek where he had kissed it, wondering what exactly that had meant. "Stupid boys." She mumbled, rolling onto her back and wondering what to do now.
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