Moving into your new home (closed to anyone not dating Thomas Kirtley) PG-15

Last edited by Kenzie on Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:45 pm; edited 1 time in total

Avery lay, eyes closed, breathing heavily, head on Thomas' chest. Holy s***... was all she could think. "I love you..." She got out through heavy breathes. What else could she say. She didn't know. She was still getting over the fact that her clothes lay on the floor. She was under the comforter laying on her boyfriends chest. She could feel his heartbeat just as fast as hers. Her hand slid across his chest, her fingers making swirls and circles.

Thomas was in a state of woooooooooooooow. his clothes were mixed with Avery's on the floor, the sheets were a mess, and thank the gods he had the foresight to lock the door! He could feel her heart beating against his. there were a few advantages to waiting till everyone left for the sing along. you got to hear Lita Ford's Close my Eyes forever while you were getting some personal time in. "I love you."

Avery went into a state of shock. "What time is it? They're going to be back any minute! We need to clean up!" Ave jumped of the bed wrapping herself in a near by towel while searching for clothes. She found her winnie the pooh bed shorts and a black tank top. "You know they'll kill you if they find find out..." She slipped her other clothes into her suitcase and locked it. She quickly ran to the window and pulled back the blinds. The fire was still going steady at the Amphitheater. Good. They had 15 or 20 minutes.

Thomas glanced at his watch. it was the only thing, other than his ring, that he had on at the moment. he observed the time, and causually got up. he grabbed his undershorts, and slipped them on. he would probably shower in a bit. "We've got time. just stay calm." he walked over to her, and embraced her, kissing her from behind, accidentily knocking the towel off. "Erm, awkward." Thomas resumed dressing. him and her just managed to finish dressing when the knock at the door came. "Styx," he muttered. h noticed something, his paddle was out of his pocket, he quickly slipped that in, and looked Avery over. she was fully dressed. He opened the door to a couple of kids, one Aphrodite, the other a Hermes sibling. "yes?" Th Aphrodite girl and hermes kid both snapped pictures. "Say cheese!" they then ran off. teenagers. "Mature," he said. "coulda been worse though. they could have knocked a half hour ago."

Avery chuckled and put her hair in a messy bun. "So, what'da wanna do for the next 15 minutes?" She smiled. Then, her cellphone went off. "Rack City Chick, Rack City, Rack Rack Rack Rack City Chick." Avery held her index finger up signaling One Minute. She dove for her Puma Bag and found her phone. "Mom?" Ave's mother spoke up. "Avie? How are you doing?" Avery sighed and turned toward the wall. "Mom, I'm kind of busy..." Her mother made a snorting noise. "And what is more important than your mother?" Ave rolled her eyes. "A guy, I have to go. Love you" Avery's mother squeed and screamed, just loud enough that Thomas could hear. "Use protection Hunny!" Avery hung up the phone. "Mothers these days..." Ave rolled her eyes, walking back to Thomas.

Thomas caught the ring tone. he wasn't really into hip hop, or dubstep, rap, or whatever genre of music rack city fell under. he preffered heavy metal, himself, but he was weirded outby the mother's parting comment. "Bit late," he said. "But your mother shouldn't worry. I'm clea- the door opened, and an Apollo cabin member came in. he surveyed the area, looked at the apir, glanced at the bed. he then casually opened up his locker, and tossed Thomas a cigarette with a smirk. "I'm cool, just be good." He grabbed his juice, and walked out. Thomas looked at the cigarette in his fingers, and snapped the thing in half. "I don't rap, and I don't smoke."

Avery didn't recongnize the kid who walked in. Throwing Thomas the cigarette, that was pretty weird. When Thomas snapped it in half, a small smile played on her lips for no apparent reason. "I don't really like rap that much either but, the song has a hold on me. I'm more of a Pearl Jam and Audioslave kind of Gal..." Ave shrugged and plopped down on her bed. She grabbed her journal out of her Puma bag, along with her stuffed monkey. She quickly shoved the stuffed animal behind her, completely forgetting Thomas was still in the room. Her monkey was special to her.

Thomas gave a small smile. "cute monkey. almost as cute as you are." he sat next to her,holding it in front of him. "Why do you like him? gift from mom?"

"Actually, dad. He got for me when I was born..." Ave opened her ridiculously old and beat up leather journal. She untied the leather strap that wrapped around it twice. She wrote down the date and starting writing about Thomas, including sketches of his face here and there. She wrote about how they met, how they fell in love and a.....other stuff. Ave had been keeping journals since she was 7. She must have at least ten to fifteen. After finishing her rushed journal entry, she lay her head on Thomas' lap. "What time is it?"

Thomas took a look at his watch. "Time I got outta here before one of your less charitable siblings got in here." Thomas got up, and gave her a hug. "I love you."

She gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Love you too." Ave looked up at him with her big hazel eyes. She fixed his shirt and ruffled his hair. "There. Now don't get yourself killed." She gave him a tight hug, having to stand on her tip toes. Why dies he have to be so much taller than me? Avery smiled.

Thomas kissed her, douclechecked his paddle was in his pocket, and left, regretting that he couldn't stay.

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