Posts by Jinxgirl

[sub]Jesse stared at her in surprise for a moment, before deciding on the back. He pulled the door open, climbing inside. "Do you have any other slaves?"

[sub]"Hey, wait for me!" He crowed indignantly, jumping over the fence after Wes.

_{xD That's oksy~ //Littlemusemyself}

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_{Jesse watched her. "Do you have any feelings for me at all?" He questioned finally, breaking the silence. "Or am I just a friend to you?" It wasn't scornful, or rude, it was really just a question.}

_{Okay ^^ So, when the rp starts back, do we say six weeks past, and they're able to go back to school?}

_{Okay, Nova!
Jesse's silent. He no longer speaks}

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_{The nurse touched Jesse's right cheek gently, with a soft sigh. The boy hadn't let himself look in the mirror for the six weeks that he'd been in the hospital, and never messed with the scabs, no matter how much they itched. He sat on the rubbery bed, feet swinging back and forth, while she picked up a small hand mirror, and after a moment, held it up for him to see. I'm ugly. He thought as he stared, wide-eyed, at the mirror. His eyes stung, and he looked away; across the bridge of his nose was a large, shiny white scar that would be apparent when he blushed. The skin around his eyes and on the side of his forehead were dark, pinkish scars, and his cheek and jaw had obviously deep grayish slashes. His lips weren't even spared, with shiny scratches along the right side. Why couldn't it have at least been my whole face? Because he wasn't good enough for that. No, he didn't deserve it. His left side was left untouched, but his right? Torn to shreds. He looked ridiculous. He wanted to die. He turned his head to the right, then the left, to compare the sides, and saw it truly. One side looked like nothing happened, except for a few stray scars; the other side looked like it was mauled by bears. Of f-cking course.}

[sub]Jesse grinned. "So do I," he replied, touching her cheek softly with his right hand.

[sub]The teacher cleared his throat. "And now," he said, "I'd like for you and your partner to work together to brainstorm genetics. Take your hair colors, plug them in, see what would happen if you two were ever to get married and have children." He'd paired them, one boy to one girl, for a reason. Jesse's eyes widened, and he leaned forward slightly, a slight blush crossing the bridge of his nose and cheekbones. What? Slowly, his eyes slid to Ashley, although he didn't turn his head.

_{The nurse tapped on Jesse's arm. "Come on, you've been in this hospital room far too long." But I don't want to go! For some reason, Jesse was afraid to talk. He loved to sing, how was he supposed to do that if he didn't want to talk? He wouldn't. He was terrified of even seeing Nicolas, for fear of him staring, or other people in the hospital.}

[sub]Jesse grinned. "What's wrong?" He asked, moving closer and filling the space between them, forehead against hers and waist also against hers.

[sub]Jesse smiled, tilting his head to the right a bit, then leaned in, pressing his lips against hers, one hand on the wall, the other covering her hand that was against his chest. His eyes slowly slid closed.

[sub]I'm sorry, I've got low muse ><

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Jesse smiled as he felt her body tremble against his, fingers tracing along her neck.

_{Jesse sighed, drawing out the square, and putting his color, R, for red, as his primary, and B, for blond, as his secondary. He then pushed the notebook toward her, for her to write out her own.}

_{*Spazzes* I love human hair color genetics<3}

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_{Jesse did the rest:}

_{1 - Red + Brown = Ruddy brown / Coppery brown
2 - Red + Brown = Ruddy brown / Coppery brown
3 - Blond + Brown = Dirty blond(e) / Pale brown
4 - Blond + Brown = Dirty blond(e) / Pale brown}

_{He pushed the notebook to her. "That look about right?" He asked finally, breaking the silence between them. They, today, were the quietest table, though sometimes they were the loudest, when they were fighting.}

_{I look up, with a slight smile. I hadn't even gotten to the chorus, but I didn't want to annoy her. "I liked to sing.. At school. It was a hard to get into group. I love to sing, and dance. Then, I sorta.. Let myself go.." I add softly, staring at the wall over the left shoulder. My knees are pulled up to my chest, arms wrapped around them, head on my knees. "It just got harder and harder to get up in the morning, after what happened.. I didn't take my life right after what happened that drove me to do it happened. It was actually almost four months afterward. My mom, she thought that if I took medication, like anti-depressants, or something, would work, but they didn't, not really. There was nothing, no happy thought to cling to, that helped me hang on.. The meds could do nothing without something good for me to think about. Thinking of her.. Even the happy times, it helped at first, but in the end, it only pushed me to the worse." My eyes slide closed, and I push my forehead into my knees, letting out a long, shaky sigh.}

_{"Okay." He raised his hand, and the teacher came over. His gaze raked over the page, before nodding. "Good job, you two," he approved their paper with a dip of his head before walking off.}

_{Hey, King, even though we don't know each other, I just wanted you to know~ She thinks she's so cool, and she dodged a bullet with you right now, but she'll look back and either feel bad for what she did to you, or she'll regret it, for when you're older, I'm sure you'll do great things. I just wanted you to know it. You're much better off, now, going through this. It'll make you stronger, in the end. Stronger than she'll ever be.}

_{"Boy, you better stop that nonsense," the nurse wacked Jesse softly on the side of the head, for the ginger had crossed his arms over his chest, and raised his chin slightly, in defiance, when she told him he needed to get out of the hospital room before he was moved to the mental ward. He closed his eyes, dropping his arms to his sides and his head to his chest. It was only one, but still was, a tear that rolled down his horribly scarred right cheek. It dropped to the floor. "Alright," the woman said after a moment, "I guess you don't wanna see your friend." Jesse's head shot up.}

[sub]I look up in surprise. "Really?" I ask, a little taken aback by her offer, before unfolding my legs and crawling over. I sit beside her, close enough to hear her heart beat, but not close enough for us to touch. "Thank you."

_{Muse = 2.3 / 10}

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_{I just look at her. "You got a boyfriend?" I ask finally. I'm not interested in her, or anything, I'm just.. Curious.}

_{Jess hummed softly to himself, glancing around the room.}