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Post by JASPER ALEXANDER MORETTI on Apr 9, 2011 12:21:16 GMT -5
 * all the world's a stage, [/b][/font] and all the men and women merely players- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/center] Last period seemed to drag on so slowly, almost painfully slowly. Sitting in the back of the physics room, he was texting a few people, one being his sister. He was staying after 'to make up a test' with the math teacher, even though the math teacher told him that he couldn't stay after school to make it up. But what Jasmine didn't know, wouldn't kill Jasper. Jaz told him that one of her friends would drive her home. His sister was so stupid. She failed her driver's licence test, twice. So his parents were not going to pay for it anymore, and she tried to get Jasper to pay for it, ha no. She wasn't going to spend her money on a driver's licence. She wanted to spend it on girl things. Weird thing girls were.
Watching the clock, he let out a sigh of gratitude when the bell finally rang. Of course, he had to go to the other side of school to get his stuff, or at least put his stuff away before coming back up here to see Tristyn. She was a senior, and in popularity, Jasper might as well be a senior. All of his friends were either juniors of seniors, or they already graduated. They got him all the weed, alcohol, and into all of the parties that he wanted. He was well, he was almost a senior. He hooked up with more senior girls then anyone else. Sure, he slept with most of the junior girls, but he liked the senior girls better. He really was, a man whore.
He got up from his seat in the back of the room after the huge crowd of people wanting to get out left, and stuffed his blackberry into his skinny jeans pocket. he pulled his backpack over his right shoulder, and then was out the door. He walked out of the hallway, down the stairs, across the spine into the english hallway, were his locker was. He shoved everything into his locker, slammed it shut, and walked back up to the physics rooms. When he got up there, barely anyone was there.But, Tristyn wasn't there yet. And Jasper had taken his sweet time moving through the hallways. Course, he smiled at all the girls who had walked by him, and he soon walked over to a red-headed girl, sophomore probably, at her locker. he leaned against the locker next to her's, and just started to talk to her.
Well, she looked at him, turned, and shut her locker before walking away. "Bitch." He mumbled,looking around. Still no Tristyn.
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Post by tristyn on Apr 9, 2011 13:51:36 GMT -5
 YOUR WILLINGNESS TO BE IGNORANTIS WHAT'S WEARING ME DOWNJust a few assignments, it's not too much to ask for, is it? A pair of lips whispered, just shy of making contact with the nervous junior's ear. He looked up at her, but then back down at his desk, not able to keep eye contact with the dark hair broad before shaking his head. A triumphant smile apeared on her lips as she ruffled his hair and laughed softly. thanks babe. she said, leaning down to give him a quick peck on the cheek before walking out of class, happy that she was free to do as she pleased for the rest of the afternoon, especially after convincing someone to do her homework for her. It wasn't fair, the way she was aware of how she looked; the way her eyes were fierce, and hard to look at for long - the way her body was shaped, the aura she gave off. The girl was a walking sex bomb, seducing anyone in her path with just a glance from her emerald orbs. The bell had rung about five minutes ago, and already the hallways were somewhat empty, besides from the few stragglers staying behind to get assistance on their work. Tristyn found herself glancing around the hallway, looking for a familiar shape, but failing to see anyone.
With an annoyed sigh, she turned to call the boy she was supposed to meet after school, but then she heard a locker slam and turned to see a red head stalking off, no doubt from something the blonde boy - who was standing right next to where she had been - had said. A smile formed on her full lips as she walked up behind him, running a finger down his spine before leaning in slightly to purr Looking for someone special, cutie? in his ear before pulling back to smirk at the pretty little blonde boy standing in front of her. She had a soft spot for him, why? Tristyn had no clue. He wasn't anything special other than his looks, and he tended to get around. Maybe it was the fact that he reminded her of herself slightly, but she wasn't exactly sure. There was just something about him that kept her coming back for more. Sorry I kept you waiting, I had some business to attend to. she smirked, just taking a step closer to shorten the distance in between them.
TAGGED: Joey & Jasper NOTES: These will get better/longer, I promise haha.
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Post by JASPER ALEXANDER MORETTI on Apr 9, 2011 14:13:49 GMT -5
* all the world's a stage, [/b][/font] and all the men and women merely players- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/center] That girl was really starting to get on his nerves, and not even in the good way. Tristyn never seemed to be on time for anything, well neither was jasper. Jasper was always 'fashionably late' as he liked to put it. And well, no one ever yelled at him for being late. But when you are later then him, or if you kept him waiting, it started to get on his nerves. Yet, he always like Tristyn come back to him, or he would hunt her down, wanting her. Now, Jasper was never a patient boy. Never had been, never will be, as his mother seemed to always put it. When Jasper wanted something, he wanted it then and there instantaneously. there was no ''in a moment, jasper'' in his mind. Oh no. He did not like to be kept waiting. Never.
And yet, he was waiting around for Tristyn. Why? Because she was drop dead gorgeous, she was sexy, she was. Well, Tristyn was everything a guy wanted from a girl. She had all the right curves, in all the right places, and she knew how to make a boy happy. Now, so did a lot of other girls, but they never seemed to spike his interest like she did. Their friendship was strictly physical and if it went any farther they might as well be a couple. Some people thought that they were a couple, till you saw Jasper hanging out with other girls, kissing other girls. Or even Tristyn flaunting what god gave her to get anything she wanted. Most of Jasper's friends wanted to fuck Tristyn, but they never did because they were to afraid of what Jasper would do. Jasper made it transparently clear to his friends that he was the only one to fuck Tristyn, though they probably screwed her anyway. Everyone did.
Sighing to himself, Jasper wondered what the hell was taking the girl so long. It shouldn't take her that long to get to were he was. I mean, he walked across the school and back and she still wasn't here yet. Turning slightly, his spine free for anyone to touch, he thought about leaving, until Tristyn ran her fingers up his spine. Her touch sent a shiver down his spine and he smiled instantly when he heard her voice. He turned around, and looked at her. "Took you long enough. I was starting to think you left me for another guy.'' He said, watching her move closer to him. He leaned against the lockers, watching her. So, he was going to wait for her to do something, he was not going to make the first move this time. Nope. Maybe he would play hard to get, maybe he wouldn't kiss her. Maybe he wouldn't take her to his truck and fuck her in the backseat. Maybe he would.
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Post by tristyn on Apr 9, 2011 14:41:29 GMT -5
YOUR WILLINGNESS TO BE IGNORANTIS WHAT'S WEARING ME DOWN Emotions was something Tristyn rarely ever dealt with when she was talking to a guy. Sure, she was smiling, but that was just all part of the routine to lure them into her web of seduction. But that's all it was, a smile; there was no meaning behind it. There were little to no meanings in the words that came out of Tristyn Marie Tallon's mouth. All her relationships with the opposite gender were completely physical, and didn't mean anything to the dark headed girl. However, the odd relationship she shared with Jasper was a bit different than her normal hookups. It took a lot to keep her interested, and she got bored easily; however he had managed to keep her interested for this long, and she was honestly impressed. It was odd, because out of all the guys she hooked up with, she'd probably pick him over most. Not just because he was really, really hot, but because he was just as charming and witty as she was; which was oddly refreshing.
It was weird how she actually felt a small pang of guilt for keeping him waiting; because usually she didn't care if she was late when meeting someone. However, when she had seen him there waiting for her, she felt a little relieved, glad he didn't leave her like she thought he might have. Tristyn knew how impatient he was, and why he hung around, she didn't know. But then a smirk came to her lips as she thought about it. Oh, she knew why. Her small smirk grew to a coy smile as he spoke, claiming that he thought she might have ditched him for another guy. Oh you know you're my favorite, babe. she said sweetly, looking him up and down swiftly before looking around the hallway, noticing they were completely alone. She did notice that he wasn't making any moves, which someone frustrated her, seeing as she liked being dominated, but she just shook her head at him before leaning in, so her words were dancing on his lips. You know, I don't like to play hard to get, and I don't think it's a good idea you keep me waiting, Jasper. she smiled, leaning in to press her lips against his as softly as possible before pulling away and then pressing her body against his, attempting to pin him against the lockers. If he didn't want to be pinned, he could easily escape, and if he did, well she had it handled. She looked at him and smirked and leaned in, once again pressing her soft lips against his before pulling away, making sure that he was alright with the contact. Which would be odd if he wasn't, considering what kind of guy he was, and how she oozed sex appeal. But for some reason, she really didn't want to force him into doing anything he didn't want to do. Which was a totally new concept for her, but it was somewhat exciting.
Now, I could do some regrettable things to you in the hallway if you'd like, or we could go somewhere more private. she said, with a playful look on her face. She really didn't care where they went; she had no shame whatsoever. Another thing about Tristyn was she didn't like to bullshit, she just cut straight to the chase, and wasted no time. She wanted him, and she didn't want to have to wait, especially not with the way he looked, and felt drove her crazy. He was a very attractive guy, which wasn't exactly a good thing for her; she tended to have a weakness when it came to gorgeous guys. And for once, she felt herself being the wanting instead of the wanted.
TAGGED: Joey & Jasper NOTES: oh la la ~
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Post by JASPER ALEXANDER MORETTI on Apr 9, 2011 15:24:19 GMT -5
* all the world's a stage, [/b][/font] and all the men and women merely players- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/center] on the inside, the two were nearly identical. never kept long relationships, never really fucked the same person twice, well other then each other. Match made in heaven? i don't think so. They were to similar, they both slept with a lot of people anyway, and Jasper never stuck to one person for very long. Hell, he was screwing Cameron, a sophomore, and he was fucking Tristyn. And he was sure she was fucking other boys other then himself, not that he really cared or anything. Actually, he couldn't care less. It wasn't like they were an item or anything. Nope, they were just fuck buddies. They would fuck each other, and go their separate ways, like they had done nothing to each other. Suppose you could say they could be a couple, but that would just end up with them fucking other people to get over the other one. And that just was not fair to anyone else. Most of his friends who were girls did not see why he was still fucking her, he never really went back to the same girl over and over to fuck. Even his friends were completely dumbfounded.
It wasn't like Jasper actually liked her or anything. Oh no. He just liked the sex. Yeah, that was it. At least, that's what he was claiming, and he was going to stick to that statement, and only that statement. Jasper watched her small smirk grow into a smile, and he rolled his dark blue eyes at her. "Of course i am. that's why you fuck everyone else too.'' He said, sarcasm almost dripping off of his words. He laughed a bit, before she kissed him ever so softly, teasing him. Bitch. Jasper looked at her, and frowned a bit. "You left me waiting. All's fair in love and war.'' he said softly, as she leaned against him, pushing him into the locker. He was clearly bigger then him, and he was not liking that she was trying to hold him down, when clearly she was a lot smaller then him. After another short, teasing kiss, Jasper had enough of being 'held' to the locker, if that's even how you wanted to put it. He moved around her and shoved her against the lockers, enough to make a loud noise and to probably scare her slightly.
"You know, its not very nice to tease people.'' Jasper said, leaning over her. he held her wrists tightly to the locker, even if she wanted to get away from him, even just to move her hair out of her face, she couldn't. He was a strong boy, even for how thin he was. he held her tightly, even pressing his right leg in between her legs to the lockers. She really couldn't move, well, he would let her go if she wanted. Jasper was never one to do something to someone if they didn't want to do it. He smiled a bit, his blonde hair falling all around his face, his bangs almost hiding his dark blue eyes. "I think the sub left for the day in the physics rooms, if you want to go there. Or you can just do things to me here. I don't really care.'' he whispered, before pressing his pale lips to her lips, hard. He was not going to tease her like she had to him. Oh no. He pressed his lips hard to hers, and made it clear he didn't have any diginty about what they were doing. He had seen others make out in the hallways, he had seen Cane pretty much fuck a girl in the hallway so he really didn't care what happened out here. Most of the teachers had a lot of grading to do, so they probably were not going to leave their rooms for a while.
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Post by tristyn on Apr 9, 2011 16:11:48 GMT -5
YOUR WILLINGNESS TO BE IGNORANTIS WHAT'S WEARING ME DOWN Tristyn hadn't been in one honest relationship in her entire life. Never could she commit herself to one person, and she didn't quite see the point in it anyways. Life was meant to be lived, so why not get as much out of it as possible? If she had any kind of motto to live by, that was probably it. The girl had little to no morals, and her expectations from others were low as well, which could explain why she didn't expect Jasper to just sleep with her and only her. That'd be silly to ask him to do that, considering how she had a few other guys for when she got lonely, and well, horny. But the thought of him touching other girls sparked something in her she couldn't explain, was it jealousy? Or was it just the fact that she got sloppy seconds? Either way, she wasn't sure, and she didn't exactly like hearing about all the other girls he hooked up with. But she was the last person to talk, considering her history; and.. present. When she heard him talk about how she was fucking other guys, her eyebrows pushed together in agitation. Don't talk to me like that. she snapped, a slight annoyance in her voice, but it soon faded as their lips touched, a feeling she had missed since their last encounter. His next comment made her roll her eyes, Baby, the word love shouldn't even be used around us..in any context. she laughed, clicking her tongue as she looked into his gorgeous blue eyes.
Now most girls would have probably been frightened by Jasper's little maneuver, but Tristyn found herself grinning as he pinned her against the locker, not bothering to be gentle. Which was a major turn on for the green eyed girl, who found herself just a little more aware of where he was touching her. The more he restricted her movement, the more she felt her heart beat faster, and her interest peak. It was boys like this that drove her crazy with lust, and she was afraid he might know exactly what he was doing. At the moment she was putty in the blonde boy's hands, but she didn't mind. I know, but it's not nice to make me make the first move, you know I hate it. she growled slightly, pouting her lips at him just barely. Tristyn didn't like being the chaser, but she did like being the chased. Mostly because she was used to so many people competing to get her attention, and how she had to actually try in order to get Jasper interested somewhat annoyed her. Why didn't he want her like all the other guys? Does he not think she's good enough for him? All sorts of negative thoughts filled her head, stirring up a slight sense of anger. But yet again, her anger evaporated as soon as his lips touched hers. It wasn't a gentle, sweet kiss either. It was a hard, urgent kiss that sent her pulse racing as she kissed him back with the same intensity. To say she didn't desire the boy would be a complete and obvious lie. Out of all the guys at the high school, he definitely made her top ten; even if he was a junior. She had to admit he was smooth, and could probably charm the pants off any girl he wanted. But Tristyn didn't want to think about all the girls he fucked, she just wanted him for herself. She wanted to have him and be able to hog him; to rub him in all the other girl's faces. It was pretty selfish of her, but she couldn't help it; besides, the boy was always a good fuck. He knew just how to treat her, which not a lot of guys did.
As he spoke again, her eyes flickered back to his, and a thoughtful smile pulled at the corner of her lips as she thought about the options laid out in front of her. She could either fuck him in the hallway and risk everyone hearing about it - which she wouldn't mind; maybe some girls would even back off from the pretty blonde haired, blue eyed boy - but at the same time she wanted to make sure she had plenty of uninterrupted time with him. She bit her lip before weighing her options and then turned her head at the slightest. You know, the image of you fucking me on a desk is much more appealing than a quicky in the hallway. she purred, liking the image she had planted in her head, hoping it appealed to him as much as it did to her.
TAGGED: Joey & Jasper NOTES: oh la la ~
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Post by JASPER ALEXANDER MORETTI on Apr 11, 2011 14:44:15 GMT -5
* all the world's a stage, [/b][/font] and all the men and women merely players- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/center] Jasper's very bright, large, white, smile beamed when he pushed her buttons. He knew how to push her buttons, and no matter how much she didn't like it, he would push her buttons, for the pure fact that he could. Sure, it was not the nicest thing on the planet, but hell. Jasper wasn't exactly a nice person. He was nice to maybe a few girls that he slept with. The other girls he slept with just got tossed away and he didn't care about them. Actually, he didn't give a fuck about them, and probably wouldn't even fuck them again. Though, if the sex was good, then maybe. But he liked Tristyn, maybe a little more then he should. Usually, when anyone was talking about their night with her, a little flame in the pit of his stomach would appear. He hated to share Trisyn. She was sort of, well; his property. Jasper rarely ever shared anything, other then his weed. Sharing girls was a big no no in his book. He was not thrilled at all when she would sleep with other guys, but he slept with other girls. So I guess you could say it was even. just the pure thought of his little slut was sleeping with other guys made his anger flare, which usually just made him smoke more and more weed. He smiled at her, and watched her snap at him, and said nothing when they kissed. "Does someone not like the truth? I don't suppose you particularly like it when i sleep with other girls.'' he said, before his huge smile disappeared in an instant. ”I suppose not. Lust is much more of the correct word.'' he said calmly.
Jasper couldn't help but to let out a sigh, and roll his dark blue eyes at her. Did she not understand that he hated, almost more then anything in the world, that he hated to wait for people? Jasper was not patient in the least amount. Saying he was inpatient was the understatement of the century. This boy would not wait for anything, when he wanted something it was to be given to him then, and at that very instant. There was no way that the blonde haired boy liked to keep waiting. And with girls it was just worse. He only ever stuck around if she was very interesting. If she didn't keep him completely entertained at all times he was done with her. He would throw her away like a gum wrapper, and would be on his merry way with another girl in an instant. Well, he would wait a day, then another girl would show up and give him what he wanted. Sex, drugs, booze, and rock and roll. That's how Jasper lived his life. He played his music, well it was much more of a passion that almost no one knew about. Just his close friends knew that he played almost all the time when he wasn't high, or with a girl. Which was far more often then you would thing. Snapping out of his little daze, he looked at her again, with an extremely blank expression on his face. ”Out of everyone, you know how much I detest waiting. Even Jaz knows how much I hate being kept waiting.” he said. Jasper was never one to chase anyone, oh no. he let people, mostly girls, come to him. And that never took long. He was almost never seen without a girl around his arm, or at least near him. He knew how much Tristyn liked to be chased after, and he didn't chase her. Maybe that's why she kept coming back to him, because he wouldn't go after her like every other guy in the school. Jasper was never fair though, he would always be with a girl, usually a very pretty girl, and he would change who he was walking with every period. Never walking with the same girl twice in one day. I suppose you could say that Jasper wouldn't chase after her, for the pure fact that she would come back to him on her own. He didn't even have to chase her. She would find her way back to him, and that was perfectly fine with him. If she stopped coming back to him, he might chase her. Or he would just find a different girl. That was that. He was never one to chase. If he chased after a girl, well, then she was damn special.
But, Tristyn was special. She was, well. A trashy slut in the best way to put it. But, her personality was something that Jasper didn't know. And for him to really want to know a personality was almost as rare as seeing a pig fly. Well, he sometimes saw a pig fly when he was so high that all he would do was lay on the floor and not more for hours on end. He almost never wanted to see a girl past her boobs and how well the sex was. But Tristyn was something different. He liked the way she kissed back, almost as hungry as he was. Jasper tended to listen to everything around him, at all times. No matter what the hell he was doing, his ears were always open, making sure that no matter what he did, he was not going to get caught. Hearing a door knob turn, from the door maybe five feet away from them, he instantly pulled away, and moved away from her,. He leaned against the lockers next to Tristyn, putting his chin to his chest ever so slightly, just as another sub, biology sub was his best guess, walked out of the room and looked at the two. She said nothing, but glared at the two, pretty much telling them to stop what ever they were doing and get the hell out of the school. Not that they would listen. Jasper had always been good at picking up the slightest of noises. For all the shit that the boy did, he knew much better then to be sloppy and get caught. It took pure talent to be Jasper Alexander Moretti. It really did. When the sub walked through the doors, when the door shut he grabbed her much smaller hand with his much rougher hands. You couldn't actually tell what he did with his hands, sure they were rough, but his touch could be the softest thing in the world. He would help his father, when his father was around, he would help him fix the cars up, or he would fix the basement every time he had a party before his parents actually figured out what happened. Jasper's father always said a man needed to know how to fix a car, and fix his house. So, Jasper was taught everything that his father knew, as his parents did not want any more children after the twins.
”In the labs in the physics rooms it is.” he said, pulling her tight to him. He wrapped his arm around her waist tightly, maybe a bit to tight, but she wasn't going to complain. He highly doubted she would say anything. He walked, and more pulled her closer to him as they walked down the hallway. Maybe, just maybe, if he asked her out, then she would be his, and only his. No other boy would fuck her. They risked pissing off Jasper. And jasper had the power to make sure that if you mess with what is his, then you will be fucked. He did not tolerate taking away what is clearly marked 'Jasper's” and taking something his, was just instant death. Whether it was Jasper fucking you up, or having his friends fucking you up. Either way, you were totally fucked. Jasper was clearing thinking something, the way he stopped listening to everything that Tristyn might have well been saying, the blank look in his eyes. Something was on his mind. ”Would you be willing, to date me?'' He asked after a moment, looking down at her. Would she want to date him? Or was just into the sex? That was totally fine too. He didn't want the sex to stop. He liked the sex. He liked it a lot. Don't get me wrong, but he wanted to claim the girl as his, and no one else could have her.
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Post by tristyn on Apr 18, 2011 2:05:18 GMT -5
YOUR WILLINGNESS TO BE IGNORANTIS WHAT'S WEARING ME DOWN She knew she slept around, she knew she wasn't very classy about it to, but that's just how Tristyn was. Nothing really mattered to her; not her reputation, not what people thought of her, and not what rumors were flying around. It wasn't like she took anyone serious, it was high school, you were supposed to have fun and fuck up. And Tristyn definitely did plenty of both, to say the least. Already at her new school, she had established a foundation built on lust, which lead to her being called the 'Hot Oregon Slut'. It didn't bother her much, because they were just words, and words meant nothing, especially from people she didn't even know, or care to know. High school was damn near over for the senior, and she could move on with her life, trying to make the best out of California. The fact that Jasper would still be in high school while she would be graduated made her laugh a bit, she wasn't quite used to fucking someone who was younger than her; she liked older guys. But there was just something about that slutty junior boy that she liked. And it wasn't just that the sex was good, it was something else. Don't bother asking what though, because she honestly had no idea.
Reality struck her as Jasper spoke, claiming he was telling the truth about perhaps ditching him for another guy. As much as she knew she slept around, she didn't like it when guys she was planning on fucking mentioned it. She didn't know why, but it just seriously bothered her, which was why she felt a spark of anger, which only grew when he mentioned how he was with other girls. Of course she didn't want to think of them, he was hers, and no one else deserved to touch him. I don't want to be reminded of the trash you sleep with for some reason. she growled, her words dripping with venom. The girl had honestly little to no respect for anyone who slept with Jasper, because the only person Jasper should be sleeping with was her. A frown formed on her lips as she thought of how possessive she was being, but the girl honestly couldn't help it. He was a gem that she wanted to hide away from the world, and keep him only for herself. It was lust, and that was something Tristyn was used to; but it had never led her to become territorial over someone. It was odd, but she didn't feel the need to question it. She had been focusing on his beautiful smile when she noticed it had disappeared as soon as she spoke, dissing the idea of love all together. Slowly, she smirked and looked into his eyes, her ego getting the better of her. Besides, it's not like you could handle me anyways, let alone loving me. She laughed, completely sure that no one could handle her. Tristyn Tallon was a wild spirit that - as corny as it sounds - couldn't be broken.
Normally, everything was handed to Tristyn on a silver platter. The girl never had to work hard, never had to get her hands dirty; there were always others doing things for her. Her homework, her cooking, her cleaning, you name it. The only thing she did do herself roll and smoke her own joints. That was probably the only thing she'd willingly do without complaining, and she did it often. Smoking pot was definitely one of her favorite hobbies, and it had even gotten her into trouble in the past; and it continued to get her into trouble currently. She knew how she got when she was high, and she might have fucked a few guys she normally wouldn't have sober. But life was too short for regrets, she'd learned that at a young age. Noticing she had zoned out again, she caught herself staring at the boy blankly, she felt a sort of uneasiness as he spoke, complaining about making him late. Jaspers hate of waiting was nothing new, Tristyn knew he hated it; but she was on time for no one; not even herself. Besides, if she seemed too eager, the boy would surely lose interest - it had happened once before, and she made sure it wouldn't happen again. Stop your complaining, you know it does you no good around me. she cooed, not bothering to apologize for keeping him waiting. Sure, he was fun to have around, but she wasn't about to change herself for anyone. Especially not for a boy who only used her for sex.. Or at least she thought. He only seemed to admire her when he was in need of some kind of special attention, which Tristyn would always be happy to give to him, because he was hot as hell. However, sometimes she felt herself getting confused; wondering if she had a soft spot for him. But why would she? He didn't respect her, he wasn't that kind to her, he saw other girls.. Why would she want someone like that? He was toxic; harmful. Probably the only boy that wouldn't care if he hurt her, if he lost her. Jasper was just not good for the girl, and she didn't need a guy like him hanging around. As the dark haired girl debated on whether or not he was good for her, she felt his lips pull away from hers, acting nonchalant as a substitute teacher walked out of the room, glaring at them slightly. Tristyn held back a smug grin, her ego getting the best of her. She honestly had no shame in fooling around, especially not with Jasper Moretti. If you wanted the top of the top, the pick of the litter, the alpha, you wanted him. And even if it was for this moment, she had him. Soon, she was whisked away to what seemed like the physics room, Jasper not bothering to be gentle. It didn't bother her like it would a normal, self respecting girl, and she stayed quiet as he pulled her into the room, thankful for the alone time with the majorly attractive blonde.
As soon as they got into the empty room, she noticed he was quiet, but before she could ask why, he spoke. Now she expected an order to remove clothing, or maybe even a compliment, but what she got was a question. Not just any normal question like a guy might usually ask, wondering which way she'd like it, but a rather serious question, one that made her shiver. It was a question regarding commitment, to him. Jasper Alexander Moretti, the boy who was almost as big of a slut as her. She looked at him for a little, confused, and caught completely off guard, which was a hard thing to do, considering this was Tristyn Tallon we're talking about. A small frown pulled at her lips as she looked at him, trying to find some kind of hint that he was joking. You're joking, right? she said, trying to sound cold, and the opposite of hopeless. But the more she looked at him, the less she thought he was joking. It was an odd thing for him to ask her, considering how he had all these other girls at his disposal. Yet he wanted her.. The idea had her chewing on her lip nervously before she sighed and ran a hand through her hair, looking down. You know, I don't like games, Jasper. You really shouldn't mess with me like this.. she said softly, really questioning his judgement. He knew he was talking to Tristyn Tallon, the school slut, right? What did he think he was doing? Asking her to date him was like asking a poor man not to beg so to speak, but the longer they stood there, the more hope she had that he wasn't just joking with her. With a small hint of hesitance, she looked up at him, and kissed him softly, not so much in a teasing manner, but in a delicate, sweet way, the way you'd kiss your lover. She then pulled away, a small smile forming, Well, if you're being serious, I'd be willing to try.. I think you deserve a chance. she chuckled slightly, joking with him slightly. Of course the boy deserved a chance, he was damn near perfect in her books, and well, the fact that he might just be hers made him even more perfect.
TAGGED: Joey & Jasper NOTES: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER. PLEASE DONT HATE ME :(
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