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Post by Ashley Aimes on Aug 25, 2010 4:38:32 GMT -6
Ashley felt Damon's eyes on her. It made her a little uncomfortable but she expected it. She sorted through her papers, searching for the notes she needed to start the paper with. When Damon brushed her hair back, it sent shivers down her spine and made her smile to herself.
She looked down at the paper Damon just handed her and was shocked. The paper was filled with college level notes. Perfected printed and organized. How on Earth did he do this? It was amazing. She could write the whole paper with just his notes. "You wrote this?" She asked, holding it up.
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Post by Emilee Jonson on Aug 25, 2010 5:12:46 GMT -6
Damon smirked. "Yes." He said simply. Of course he wrote it. Why was it so hard for people to believe that he actually wrote that. Damon did well in school. He had a 3.9 GPA. . Damon always got A's in his classes and he didn't even have to try.
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Post by Ashley Aimes on Aug 25, 2010 5:23:53 GMT -6
Ashley could tell she hit a nerve with him when she asked if he actually wrote the notes. He seemed like a smart guy but she didn't know to what extent. Ashley put the notes down on the desk in front of her and looked at him. "Why are you so hellbent on keeping your intelligence a secret?" She had a pretty good idea why but she wanted to hear his reasons. She figured it was just easier to have someone think he's just a playboy with no goals. No one could hurt him that way.
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Post by Emilee Jonson on Aug 25, 2010 6:21:09 GMT -6
Damon just shrugged and leaned back. He had no real intention of responding to her. What did she want him to say? It's not like he purposely hid the fact that he was smart, it was just that most people didn't even bother asking about stuff like that.
He smirked. "Why are you so hellbent on keeping your sexy body covered up?" He said, answering a question with another question. He wanted to see her talk her way out of that. Plus it didn't hurt that the question changed the subject.
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Post by Ashley Aimes on Aug 25, 2010 7:52:36 GMT -6
Ashley sighed. Of course he wasn't going to talk to her. He didn't talk to anyone about anything. Except for girls that is. Ashley was a little shocked when he made the comment about her body. How the hell did he know her only big insecurity?! It's like he had an uncanny ability to meet someone and zero in on their weaknesses then proceed to use it against them.
Ashley cleared her throat and tried to focus back on the notes. "The Winter of Terror occoured between the Winter of 1950 and 1951." She told him, trying to recover.
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Post by Emilee Jonson on Aug 25, 2010 8:20:56 GMT -6
Damon watched Ashley squirm when he mentioned her body. It would have been enjoyable except for the fact that he actually felt badly for her. Eh. Oh well. He would get over it. He just couldn't keep his eyes off of her body, even though it was covered up. For some reason he found the fact that she hid her body somewhat of a turn on. More to explore.
Damon grabbed his notes from Ashley and pushed her chin up with his hand so she had to look at him. "Why would you want to hide your body?" He asked, staring deep in her eyes.
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Post by Ashley Aimes on Aug 25, 2010 17:11:17 GMT -6
Ashley tried to hold onto the notes but Damon was too strong and Ashley didn't want them to rip. Ashley looked down, not wanting to look at Damon. When he lifted her head with thumb, he looked at him. "Why don't you actually let anyone close enough to you to know the real you?" She countered.
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Post by Emilee Jonson on Aug 25, 2010 17:18:58 GMT -6
Damon smirked. This girl knew more about him then he was comfortable with. She had this way about her where she could just get under his skin yet he was oddly attracted to her. He smirked again though. "I asked you first." He told her, still holding her face up with his hand. From what he could tell, he skin was silky smooth and was cool.
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Post by Ashley Aimes on Aug 25, 2010 20:24:59 GMT -6
Ashley sighed. So was bored with his flirting. "I'll just write the paper on my own and put your name on it, okay?" She told him, getting up and gathering her books and notes. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. In class." She told him as she headed towards the library doors.
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Post by Emilee Jonson on Aug 26, 2010 0:02:38 GMT -6
Damon scared her away now. It made him smile. "Later, Goldie Locks." He called after her.
ooc - Do you want start another thread? This one has pretty much ran it's course.
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Post by Ashley Aimes on Aug 26, 2010 0:09:43 GMT -6
sure make it
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