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@izzyindie
Kai was finally happy, being in an apartment with his sister away from the family they never wanted. Well, most members they didn’t want around. There was something blissful being able to do as he pleased and not worry about what was around him. Everything worked, for once it was finally good. “Alright Nessie I got us Chinese food, yes I got whatever your favorite is, don’t be so shocked that I know,” his voice traveled around the apartment as he walked through the door, putting his keys on the table.
izzyindie:
“It’ll all be worth it, you know. The rest of us will be here and you’ll be living your dreams and traveling the world. Just don’t forget us small people on the way up,” Vanessa teased. “But seriously, From what I’ve seen, off day, good day, or bad day you’re still one of the best players that team is ever gonna have.” Her voice was encouraging, the natural caregiver in herself coming out the more she spoke. It was a softness, a gentleness, a subtly that most people couldn’t put their tongues on. “
And she could feel her skin getting warmer, as Vanessa closed the carpet space between them, almost wanting to hold the moment between them and allow his words to sink in. The height difference more than obvious even with them sitting down. “You may know someone?” Vanessa grinned, a small giggle escaping. She hid her excitement, but Vanessa could feel her heart pounding through her chest wanting to scream yes. “I wouldn’t pay much attention to the other players,” Vanessa spoke., words coming out before she heard herself.
Eyes wide and cheeks growing red, “Wait no, not like, cause I wanna watch you per say, more so because you’re the only one I now. Not, wait, not like I don’t wanna watch you either because I’m sure you’re great and fun to watch and….” she rambled. “I’m… gonna stop talking now.”
“I could never forget about the small town folk, especially since I see someone being there with me,” he wasn’t sure the undertones in his words. Not realizing he was thinking about her still being in his life, even if he meant one of his friends when he began his sentence he realized it didn’t stick to them. “Thank you Vanessa, that means a lot coming from someone who isn’t a puck bunny or trying to get an in,”
He watched her move closer, his instinct telling him to reach out and pull her in but he instead stood where he was his gaze drawing to her shorter form as she got closer. “There’s a possibility, I happen to know how to pull strings,” ignoring the small swell of his heart as he heard that sweet giggle coming from her mouth. And it was because of him, a soft smile tugging at his lips.
Listening in amusement as she spoke, watching and listening with his arms crossed. A soft chuckle falling from his lips before he stepped closer, “I prefer knowing your eyes are all on me, truth be told I play a little better knowing you’re there,” he spoke grabbing her around the waist, pulling her in and softly pressing his lips to hers.
izzyindie:
“Sir? Took you for more a Daddy type,” Luke smirked. He didn’t know just yet how far he could push his luck with the girl, but Luke was interested enough that he’d be entertain the entire time. “And if not, I’m sure I’ve got some poisons to alleviate the stress.” It wasn’t a secret that the Hounds party, Luke however was an exception. He was always seen as the Mama’s Boy or the Designated Driver, no one truly knew what poison Luke used, and he kept it that way, but with Lia’s reputation he knew he’d be in for a treat. It was a brief walk, moving to open any doors for the girl just like his mama taught him. “Don’t play any of that Taylor Swift or Lady A crap. I get enough of that with Becky driving to school.”
Her strides falter for only a moment as she took in his words, a simple nod with a smirk on her lips, “Perhaps I like both, whatever you prefer Daddy,” Lia listened to his words, having been to one or two of the hounds parties. Luke either never showing up or disappearing halfway through the night she eventually just stopped looking for him. But that didn’t mean her intrigue on him diminished any, if anything only strengthened. “And what kind of poisons might that be?” A perfectly kept brow raising at him, her eyes glinting with mischief and curiosity. “I wouldn’t dare, I’m a little insulted you think I would,”
izzyindie:
“Nervous.” Vanessa repeated, allowing herself to try and gauge where Dallas was at. She paused, taking a moment to be a little more thoughtful in her comments, one of the notable things people differed from Vanessa and her more impulsive classmates. “I can’t imagine you’d be nervous, the entire town practically has your back and support, but I’m sure that kind of pressure can be intense…”
And it was that small chuckle that sent Vanessa’s eyes fluttering. Everything about exuded confidence from his laughter, the base in his voice, the relaxation in his walk––not that she spent time watching him or anything. Maybe day dreaming about what’d she say if he bumped into her, asked her the time of day, or something caused their hands to brush against each other. Of course nothing that she’d say out loud, she had enough friends with eyes on Dallas that she knew she’d never win, so instead, Vanessa would milk this for all she had or (as she assumes will happen) until he got bored of her.
Vanessa’s attention perked, finally matching Dallas’ hues. Her bright hazel eyes looking up to try and force herself not to read too much into such a simple question. “Um, I hadn’t planned on it?” He was probably just curious. Most people go to the games anyway; the team was the town’s glory after all. Plus her friends usually ditched her after the games for personal time with players, and nothing looked worse than being alone on a Friday night around Guelph. Dallas probably didn’t care if she would one way or another, just making conversation. “Probably not. I heard it was sold out already,” she added, trying to sound indifferent about it.
Dallas watched the gears turn in her head, an amused smile lingering on his face. “Yes nervous. Everyone’s watching my every move when I’m on the ice, expecting great things from me. Even on my off days, it gets draining sometimes,” he finished with a soft sigh, not sure why he was spilling his heart to her. Maybe it was the alcohol in his bloodstream, or simply because she brought something out in him that just made him comfortable. Either way he was grateful for it.
Dallas had noticed her more than once, the way her eyes twinkled when she’d laugh at something her friends say. Or the little taps of her fingers and far off look in her coffee colored eyes. She wasn’t one to be the center of attention, leaving her friends to go with who they may and Vanessa left behind. There was something enthralling about the girl willing to let everyone else shine around her, and he wanted more chances to get to know more about her.
There was a noticeable dimming in Dallas’ eyes as she spoke. A soft nod as she spoke, he had noticed her at few and far in between games. But he always played a little bit better knowing she was watching him, maybe trying to show off a little bit or maybe that comfortability he felt tonight, traveled to the ice. “I think I may know someone who could squeeze you a ticket,” he joked laughing lightly, “for real, I want you to come, see us kick ass in the semi-finals,”
izzyindie:
once they speakers and outside voices finally seemed to drown out, vanessa realized it really was just her and mike. she knew what the game meant and what most of her friends were planning on doing once they with their respective crushes, but for vanessa the way wasn’t as clear. vanessa wasn’t as comfortable as those around her in being undressed or the catcalling from the boys during gym. boys like mike dallas. it would be a lie to say she didn’t keep her ear somewhat pressed onto the grapevine around Guelph in regards to the boy. vanessa knew the stories, the whispers, and from the way girls swooned just to get a smile there had to be some light to them.
but vanessa didn’t want to let that sway her too much. after all, if that’s what dallas was into or wanted to do––she wasn’t what he wanted. the girls at their school hiked their skirts up, applied make up like walking instagram filters, and tight fitting uniforms. vanessa on the other-hand only had her small size going for her which forced her skirt to be above her knees which the basketball team happily told her time and time again.
right now though, she’d enjoy whatever time she had left with him and go back to day dreaming about him and what she wished she would have had more courage to do during cheer practice. “nice to finally be formally introduced to the myth and legend that is Mike Dallas,” she joked lightheartedly. “are you… are you excited for the game this weekend?”
He enjoyed the air she held around her, something different than the usual people he was used to being around. It was different, he wasnt afraid to admit that. Used to girls openly spilling what they felt to him, or simply throwing themselves at them. He could sense something from her, whether it was nerves or uncomfortableness or simply something else; he wasn’t sure. The words spoke about it him around the halls of degrassi wasn’t anything secret, they weren’t at the top of the food chain quite yet but people still liked to talk.
Dallas wasn’t a stranger to the words spoken about Vanessa through the various sports team. She wasn’t quite like the other girls that were more than ready to let the team do what they wanted. And that intrigued Dallas, something he kept to himself. Not for fear of what his team or the other guys would say around the halls. But because he understood her difference, she was something else around the halls and he enjoyed her presence. Dallas wanted to get to know her more and more as time passed, he just wasn’t sure how to go about it.
He hoped that tonight would span more conversations and times they could be together, but for now he’d take what he could get and at least talk to her. A small chuckle falling from his lips, his tongue licking his lips slightly before nodding. “Excited, and a lil nervous as usual. No matter how many times I’ve done it they’re still there,” he shrugged lightly, “I can only assume you’re joining us all there?”
izzyindie:
“So does Amelia,” Luke countered with sly smile. “I’ll let Lucas slide, sounds good coming out your mouth.” He swung his keys between his fingers before fulling standing, picking up the girl’s book bag and hitching it over his shoulders. Almost surprised at the weight of the books. Luke figured she was more of a lip gloss and spare pair of flats kind of girl, but at least he was on his toes. “Say no more.” he spoke, nudging his head to the door.
She had to admit, it had been a minute since she heard Amelia fall from someone’s lips. But yet there was a certain air when he said it that she was intrigued by, she wasn’t quite sure the power it held quite yet. “I can say the same to you Sir,” standing from the couch her heels making a soft click as she followed his lead. “I hope this trip is worth it,”
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izzyindie:
“Guess we’ll find out,” he replied, licking his lips. Not that Luke had ay opportunity outside these walls to get to know Lia. For the majority he was either on the ice, on the field, or out. He didn’t answer to anyone but himself except when it came to social ties. Being Big Man on campus came with it’s draw backs, mainly not being able to be around those kind of girls. “Lucas,” Luke greeted, “But you can call me Luke, Sweets.” He turned his body so he’d be facing her directly. Her figure a much better view than the drama sets. “You ditching or just coming in?”
“Guess we will,” her lips pulling into a small smile as she leaned back into the less than soft cushion behind her. they ran in similar circle, the popular crowd more so than anything. Watched a few of the hockey games when tori or vanessa would drag her to them, and she knew he was one of the few stars of the team. and while she also rarely saw him around the after parties, or any of the parties thrown, she still kept an eye out, for what reason she didnt know. “but Lucas has such a ring to it dont ya think?” shrugging as she caught his gaze, “both, didnt feel like going to my first class but now im stuck here because I also do not feel like going to the next,”
izzyindie:
Her hand interlocked with Dallas’ as they moved through the crowd, her friends making whooping noises as they exited. Vanessa’s heart was racing, but she hid her emotions once the much taller boy was before her. If there was one thing about their town, it was that Mike Dallas was the hometown hero. He was the guy everyone talked about getting out of her and making it someday, that alone was intimidating. Vanessa was just the little dancer girl that followed behind her much more popular friends. So to her surprise to be alone with the guy that practically the entire block had her stomach doing flips, but ever the less she kept her signature smile bright and big keeping her cool.
“Oh right, duh,” she giggled off, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
Once she put the drinking down, she realized they were still holding hands, his grip still tight on her own. She didn’t know what he expected, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either. She had been praying on that bottle all night to land on Dallas and now that she was here, she didn’t want to waste it being scared. She scooted over a little, minimizing the gap between the two. “I’m uh, Vanessa by the way,” she spoke, taking a drinking from her cup.
It wasnt often Dallas found himself pining after the same girl for a long time. Either finding a new object of his affection or simply just stopping the interaction. Often times it was the first, and didnt help the growing rumors surrounding the Hockey golden boy. But Vanessa was different, whether it was the way she held herself differently than all the girls around the halls. Or because she was drop dead gorgeous, and he knew that even with the makeup off she would still be the most beautiful girl in the room.
his hand gave her smaller one a light squeeze, his own nerves bubbling up to the surface. but he was used to hiding his emotions and pretending to just have everything under control, not much of a worry in the back of his mind.
he didnt care what the two did, if they even did anything. being alone with her presence was more than enough for him, the air around them was calm no longer being over powered by the loud music and voices. “Mike but everyone calls me Dallas,” he spoke, his tone low but still holding a sense of confidence somehow.
It was a last minute decision to throw the party, his parents sneaking out just for the night to some hotel downtown. It was a rare occurrence for it to get held somewhere new, let alone the Dallas household. Anyone who I knew the family would agree it was once in a blue moon Dallas managed to get his parents out and keep his sister quiet. His eyes straining to the shorter girl, she intrigued him more than the other girls around the school. The girl who lived just around the corner, seeing her walking down the street with a smile on her face. She wasn’t raised in your typical suburban home like most of Degrassi had been, a breath of fresh air for Dallas life one may say.
He watched as the bottle slowed to a stop, having to stop the small smirk that wanted to tug at his lips. Slowly standing from his spot in the circle and holding his hand out for her smaller one. Taking the few steps into the guest room.
“I’m pretty sure they start the timer, and we just enjoy each others presence in whatever form that is,” a light chuckle coming from the male, turning to face her as they spoke.
Vanessa was vibrant. Surrounded by the laughter of her friends as the bottle spun between the group. It was any typical night for Vanessa with one exception Mike Dallas was hosting, and it was his turn for Seven Minutes in Heaven. He was always the cute boy in her biology class, the show off during dodgeball, the dreamy smile that everyone wanted to dance with during Skate Night. The two hovered in similar circles and followed each other on Hastygram, but never had a real conversation face to face. So of course she was surprised once Marie told her that they were invited.
Eyes focused on her solo cup, she didn’t notice the eyes fixated on her as the bottle stopped on her. Her cheeks flushed red, but she lifted from her stance, following the boy into one of the adjacent rooms to the family room.
“So, do we start the timer or does someone out there….?” Vanessa asked, saying something as the door shut behind them.
izzyindie:
“Not that I’m complaining about the company,” Luke called out, clearly checking the girl’s body out. He’d seen the girl around, hanging around the bottle blondes and spirit squad sluts mostly, and there was always something about her that drew him in. The girl’s dark features contrast drastically with his All American look and she always seemed to have this air about her. The guys had mentioned her name i the locker room, stories of her in the boiler room and better at the ravine. “You gotta name beautiful?”
She shook her head lightly, a small smirk playing on her features. She enjoyed the attention, and maybe that was why she built the reputation she had. “I like to believe I’m great company, been told it once or twice,” a small shrug as she slowly made her way closer to him. Taking a spot on the opposite end of the couch, crossing her legs as she looked back over at him. She recognized him from around the halls, hearing a few different stories about the type of person he was. But believing none of what she heard about anyone till she actually got to know them, she was intrigued with what she heard to say the least. “Amelia, and yourself handsome?”
It was an unfortunate time for Lia, her tire getting a flat on the way to school. Making her free period null and void in her mind. Her only hope to make it worth it, that the drama room was empty and perhaps she could steal a couple pulls from her pen. A new habit she had picked up as things in her house started to turn to disarray. But the distinct sound of a beer cracking however made her all to aware of the other presence in the room. Her heels clicking slightly as she came around the corner, only to be met with the blue eyed male. A small smirk crossing her red lips with a chuckle, “Who am I to rat on you, you keep my secrets Ill keep yours,”
“Oh shit,” Luke called out as the beer exploded in his hand. It wasn’t unlike Luke to be using his free period to hide out in the drama rehearsal room with a few of his boys before his next class, but in effort to kill his hangover from the night before, he snuck a beer real quick, hoping to get out before first block. That was util the foot steps began approaching him. He’d seen the raven-haired girl around campus, maybe in homeroom? “I’ll give you one if you promise not to rat me out.” @indiestars-rp
