Sometimes I get the feeling. (Winters)

[Winters]

OOC: Sorry for wait. And sorry for short post... can't think properly on school days.

Mistakes and Learning

"Lets get going..."

Push.

She pushed him away.

Dammit. Again, he was screwing up again. He nodded, being the one to look away this time. Well, it shouldn't be surprising. He was moving in waaaaaay too quickly on her. Again, he had to remind himself that they only just met yesterday. But seriously now... he had to learn how to wait. ..It's as if, for some reason, when Jonathan sees Calamity, something overly hormonal triggers. Damn immaturity.

But, he didn't want to bother her with these stupid thoughts. He'd work this out on his own. Always managed to, it's why he was the way he was. Right? Right. Be silent again. Wait. If anything, it may be better if she's the one who pulls the moves on you. You'll have less complaints, and at least you won't make mistakes. At least until you can a little more experience. She already knew her limits. He needed to learn those limits.

You're new to this. If she's experienced, at least let her lead the way for a bit.

Right.

Nodding quietly, he looked from side to side... just making sure they didn't get caught.

Back in control.

[Jenna Scorn]

Silent.
As always.
He hadn't said anything, just looked away.

She'd give a gentle sigh and step away from the lockers now. Letting her fingers smooth out the fabric of her tank top, smoothing any possible wrinkles. Now, licking her lower lip, and letting her head look to the side.

"Where to?"

Now, letting her eyes fall on him, a few strands of pink hair falling into her face. She'd look at it, and blow at it lightly.

"Did you have any place in mind?"

Again, lightly blowing at the strand of hair in her face before giving up and just brushing it away with her fingertips. Now, stepping closer to him, tilting her head to the side as she invaded his personal space.

"Hmmm?"

[Winters]

Afternoon Plans, Evening Plans?

"Did you have any place in mind?"

She closed in on him. An immediate thought reaction was to step away. But then, that'd look rather ridiculous, considering as he was just... kissing her neck. Did that give off wrong signs of what he was feeling at the moment? Instead, his resistance to instinct yielded instead a small blush, at how close she was, but he stood his ground, and his face did not change in expression. His eyes lighted up, however.

"Hmmm?"

...Make her make the move. Make her make the move... Avoid screwing up, that way! Make her make the move, make her make the move...

Resistance.

She stood before him, temptation, but to give in would just result in another reproachful remark, and he was sick of constantly apologizing to her for his own screw-ups. He wanted to do something right for her, redeem himself.

"..A-A w-walk, h-hang o-out, w-watch a-a m-movie, m-maybe d-dinner a-at a-a r-restaurant o-or m-my p-place. A-And n-nothing u-uncomfortable c-coming f-from m-my l-lips. I-I p-promise."

He hoped THAT at least would be intepreted correctly.. thus far, there was a silent confusion between the two of them, it seemed. The thought about... sex... wasn't on his mind. Just intamacy, and maybe joking around or something. But, he wasn't ready for anything full-on serious just yet.

Not yet.

[Jenna Scorn]

OOC: This will be short, I'm sorry. But my mom is rushing me, and I want to scamper off and go watch SAW 2.

He hadn't done anything, and she wasn't sure if that was good...or bad. But she still stood her ground, blinking her eyes and tilting her head int he opposite direction now.

"..A-A w-walk, h-hang o-out, w-watch a-a m-movie, m-maybe d-dinner a-at a-a r-restaurant o-or m-my p-place."

"I'm fine with anything."

"A-And n-nothing u-uncomfortable c-coming f-from m-my l-lips. I-I p-promise."

A smirk, lips sneaking into a grin.

"How can I be so sure?"

Teasing him now as she stepped back. Holding her head high, turning on her toes as she would look at the locker.

"Your place sounds nice..."

Finger tips gently brushing against her locker, pink polished nails turning the dial as she spoke.

"I'm curious to see where my stuttering comrade lives."

Yes, she had said something that could have been taking in a rude manner. But she was playing, and she'd look over her shoulder at him and flash him a grin to let him know she was playing.

Now looking back at her locker as she would pull it open. Slinging her messenger bag over her shoulder. Looking through a book or two to see if she was leaving anything valuable behind.

The inside of her locker was decorated with many different pictures and things. A pink skull plushie rested onto he shelf on top of her book. And again to the pictures, many were taped upon the metal surface but only one would stand out above the rest.

Two people stood int he picture in front of an obvious Shinto shrine. A much more normal looking Calamity, with long strands of black hair hanging past her shoulders and in a Japanese school girl uniform. And standing next to her would be a much older blonde, blue eyes man with his arms clasped around her shoulder.

"I seemed to have misplaced my cellphone..."

Digging through the locker, in search of the contraption.


<3

[Winters]

Mixed

"I'm fine with anything."

...For some reason, he felt pestered by the 'nonchalant attitude... but, he would ignore it. It was a way to test himself, see the levels of tolerance he had, and perhaps signify what sort of level of relationship they had right now, as apparently, he was WAY off the mark.

"How can I be so sure?"

An eyebrow raised. He'd only give her an eye smile, and a shrug. And a slight blush. But that was alright. He was on the defense again, and that happened to be his strongest point: His mental shield. Shook his head, in a downwards motion, though, at least to show that he was either dismissive, or at least, amused by what she may be implying. Could've said something, but, he'd screwed up enough for one afternoon. Maybe in the evening or something. She stepped back, away from, and to her locker.

"Your place sounds nice..."

Alright then. His place. Would mean he'd have to cook dinner. Try out a few recipes. See if she liked it. See if his future intents were worth it.

...Just needed a loan or something now, for the down payment.

"I'm curious to see where my stuttering comrade lives."

...

Uncalled for.

But he probably deserved it.

Even so... when she looked back at him to flash a grin, just joking around... his face remained stony, his eyes silent. Shook his head dismissively though, when she turned back around. Had enough things on his plate to think about without a comment on his stuttering. Part of him, yes, punishment, yes... but he was a guy. And, while he wouldn't show this to her anytime soon, he didn't like taking that sort of bull.

..Whatever.

The locker flew open.

Apparently... she had a thing for decorating her locker. A place that not many people, except her, would look inside. Something that would have to be taken down at one point. Temporary. Pink skulls, usual books, miscellaneous pictures.. A picture of herself.

Much younger. The picture was in front of a shrine, from whatever past she had. Stereotypical Japanese school girl uniform too. But his eyes locked onto one particular detail of the photo.

One detail.

That man.

"I seemed to have misplaced my cellphone..."

Didn't even really hear her.

Who was he?

...

...

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

"...Ooooohhh... You're getting ANGRY!? THAT'S A FIRST.."

"..."

"...COME ON! LET ME OUT TO PLAY! JUST REACH INTO YOUR BACKPACK! SHE'LL NEVER SEE MY EYES."

"..."

"...You're BREAAAAAking..."

"...S-Shut u-up."

"Oh, I'm sorry... WHAT WAS THAT!? WHAT WAS THAT, LITTLE MA---"

"S-SHUT TH-THE F-FUCK U-UP.."

"SAY MY NAME WHEN YOU'RE TALKING TO ME, JONATHAN."

"...Y-YOU'RE F-FUCKING N-NAME I-IS F-FUCKING A-ANNOYING. N-NO O-ONE K-KNOWS W-WHAT A-A TH-THRUSH I-IS A-ANYMORE..."

"...KWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

"........."

"...Angry... jealousy... anger, jealous.. jajajajajajajajajaja. Tell you what. Tell you what. Tellyouwhattellyouwhattellyouwhat."

"... ... ..."

"...I'm going to POP OUT, on you're little TRIP with her... KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE.."

"...O-Okay. F-Fine."

"..Huh?"

"...I-I m-may n-not s-show y-you n-now... b-but, sh-she w-will n-need t-to s-see y-you. I-It's o-only f-fair."

"...OOOH! A DOUBLE DATE! A THREESOME!"

"F-Fuck o-off."

"Haha... you know you love me... SEXUALLY."

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

He stepped in behind her. Right hand on her left shoulder. To let her know that something was up. His eyes weren't on her. Not present time. Looking over her shoulder.. he was looking at that. Looking at THAT.

That picture.

[Jenna Scorn]

"I just can't find it....."

Letting her backpack fall to the floor with a gentle thud. She was trying to hurry, trying to find it fast. She'd hate to be caught, for the two of them to be caught....to both get in trouble because she couldn't find that damn cell phone.

She bit her lower lip, frantically looking through the books and the small trash at the bottom of the locker. Looking down and now grabbing her bag and looking through the many pockets.

"My mother is gonna fucking kill me!"

No, not kill. Just bitch, moan, whine, nag. All things that Calamity couldn't stand, couldn't take it...and she wouldn't. Calamity was almost..almost at her wits end when it came to her mother.

Johnathan had touched her shoulder, she noticed him looking at something. Maybe trying to find her cell phone?

"I already looked in my locker, its not there."

She looked up, glancing at him. And she'd cock her head, he wasn't looking in her locker..more so at...

....

Blue eyes glanced at the door of her locker. Blue eyes finding the many pictures, but she found the one of her and her father. Biting her lower lip for a moment before going back through her bag. Finding the cell phone in one of the little pouches. She stuffed the phone into her pocket. Now looking at the picture, REALLY looking at it.


"...Otosan."

[Winters]

OOC: XD Sorry.. I just don't know what else to say.

Non-Existent Jealousy

"...Otosan."

His eyes didn't waver from the picture. The man in the picture looked much older. Couldn't tell if it was an old boyfriend or not. Thrush was wriggling underneath his skin, screaming incoherent things.

"..."

...No words. Not yet.

Otosan.

Not a word. A name.

"...Oto...san..."

...Grip on her shoulder tightened slightly. Nothing to hurt her. Just an indication for an answer. Eyes flicked to her... paused for a moment, but then looked back, his face unchanging as ever.

...Otosan...

Didn't know what to feel.

[Jenna Scorn]

OOC: Sorry its so short.
didn't give me much to go off.
But its ok.

This bothered her.
She'd swallow, her head tilting to the side as she took a deep breath before licking her lips and looking at him.

"...Oto...san..."

"It means father."

A small nod.

"He's my...was my dad."

She corrected herself, looking to the side. She'd reach for her backpack, slinging it over her shoulder yet again as her fingers reached up to shut the locker.

Recollecting herself for a moment, not even glancing again at the picture as she looked down the hall. A deep breath, and now turning to him.

A fake smile.

"Ready to go?"

[Winters]

Father

"It means father."

It happened slowly on him... but his body froze. Body froze.

...

...

...

...Father...

Eyes able to at least slide to see her.. nod slightly. "He's my...was my dad."

Was.

A reason he didn't believe in coincedence. The missing cell phone? Enough time for him to realize he had an initial misunderstanding, from the moment she started speaking. To understand who this man really was. ...Not personally, obviously, but... enough. Just enough to understand that some reasons of her personality was for some matter in pertaining to her father.

Hand fell away from her shoulder, as it fully clicked.

She grabbed her backpack, and slung it on. Another click, another switch of a light flip.

His own backpack.

...

Screw it.

Sound off of a deep breath, and a glance down the hall. They'd been lucky today, it seemed. But, Calamity turned to him... and he didn't know how to respond. Still frozen. Frozen, save his eyes, which looked back at her.

"Ready to go?"

...Lie.

That smile may have been real on her face, but... her eyes.

Those lying, lonely eyes...

For some reason, he was pissed off. Pissed off more then he felt in years. Didn't understand it. Tempted to say 'No, not while your eyes are like that', and say something stupid, and screw himself even more so, and he'd be even worse of a man then he originally put himself down as.

The eye smile wasn't... entirely truthful either.

...Backpack...

...Again, screw it. Not in the mood.

Not right now.

"...Ja. T-To m-my h-house, ja?"

[Jenna Scorn]

He stood there, silent...Like he had before. Standing there now, waiting for Johnathan to give some sort of sign, maybe say something. But nothing came, she'd clear her throat.

"...Ja. T-To m-my h-house, ja?"

A small nod.
That smile still pressed upon her lips.

"Yeah..."

She wasn't sure if she had upset him or not. Why was he so silent? Eyes looking to the side, to take a gander at the wall as she let her hands fall deep into the pockets of her pants.

"Is it far from here?"

[Winters]

OOC: Transitional posts, I've noticed, don't leave too much to RP with, ya?

Hidden Response?

"Yeah..."

Awkward silence. She pocketed her hands.

"Is it far from here?"

"...Ja. G-Good w-walk, th-though.."

Quietly, his head leaned towards the north of the school. They just had to make it out of the hallway without getting caught, and they'd be free.

"...U-Unless y-you w-want t-to r-run th-there."

..Starting to feel like himself again. Looked at her again, but, the fondness was back in his eyes. Already getting over stupid little emotions. Never understood that, really. But, he hadn't forgotten his mistakes, and it would be like a brand in his mind.

"...F-Follow m-me. Q-Quickly."

Almost tip-toeing... he slowly started to pick up speed, as he walked quickly down the hallway, looking over his shoulder, to make sure she was keeping up with him.

...Not so much in a hurry because of possible proctors, but more rather...

...Thrush wanted out.

Now.

He had to hurry.

[Jenna Scorn]

"...Ja. G-Good w-walk, th-though.."

Yes.
Yes.

A nod, and here was where Calamity would sigh to herself. A few strands of pink hair getting caught on her lip, pink painted nails would reach up, brushing it away before glancing over her shoulder.

"Walking is good."

"...U-Unless y-you w-want t-to r-run th-there."

A hand would rise to her mouth, to covet a soft laugh. Now, letting the hand fall to the side as she fallowed behind him.

"No, I think we've already done enough running for today."


She was in step behind him, blues eyes peering behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, wondering if any staff members would arrive, or question them. She'd look forward as Johnathan spoke.

"...F-Follow m-me. Q-Quickly."

A soft smile.

Heh.

Her left hand reached out, gently letting her finger tips brush against the flesh of his right wrist. Blue eyes gandering at him, in the crook of her eye.

"Johnathan..."

[Winters]

That...

"Walking is good."

She laughed slightly at what he had said next. But why? Again, more emotions that he didn't understand. His face turned around in time to see her cover her mouth. ..Would've smirked, if he could. If he could.

"No, I think we've already done enough running for today."

Wondering why she was behind him.

Too busy though. They had to get out of here. Too many emergencies. Didn't know if this would blow up in his face.---

---She was right next to him now. He made a quick glance, and then a double take.. Because of that smile on her face. Because of that look on her eyes.

..Because of...

...

He stopped, for a moment, as Calamity grabbed her wrist. Hair covering his eyes, as if looking into the shadows of his own hair. Turning his head slowly, on purpose, to look at her.

"Johnathan..."

Hand loosed it out of her grip, and quickly grabbed onto hers. "...L-Let's g-go... Calamity."

Right now... he was glad for long hair.

Right now... he was glad she couldn't see his face.

Because right now...

He was smiling.

[Jenna Scorn]

She was confused, and slightly annoyed. She couldn't read him, didn't know how. He was odd, but she liked it. She wanted to know him, wanted to get to know him. To know everything about him. She wanted to understand what made him tick.

One minute he acted as if he was totally into her. And then he wasn't looking at her, silent as ever. Was it her fault? Something she had done? Yes, probably. And she felt horrible for it now...

Felt horrible for everything.

She almost pulled her hand away after letting it brush against his wrist, but before she could he had grasped it. Holding onto her hand, blue eyes would blink. Brows furrowing, glancing at he hand for a short moment.

"...L-Let's g-go... Calamity."

She smiled, a sly grin as she peered at him before looking forward.

"Yes sir!"

Maybe he wasn't angry with her? After all, he'd taken her hand into his.