IT'S JUST A DISEASE;; Jackson

[iamgod]

Farrah sat herself slowly on the steps. It seems she had been waiting all day for just a moment to herself. With nothing else to care about, she pulled out a cigarette and lit it quickly, sighing as the calming feeling overtook her. It was a rush that she had long since gotten used too but could never get enough of. She busied herself in gazing around at the scene before her. People were walking back and forth or stopping to talk to others. She didn't care. As long as they didn't bother her, she was happy to live in her own world. And just as she felt at peace, it was broken. With an irritating sigh, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. Sliding it open she read the message and ignored it. Same old news. She knew about the party going on and she knew she was going to be seen at it. Just the way of life for her.

Setting her phone beside her, she took another slow drag from her cigarette and flicked off the ashes. This town was beginning to dig into her and she couldn't be more disgusted with it. All she wanted to do was head back to California and lay back on one of the many beaches without a care in the world. That was her home and it always would be. It was true that she planned on leaving this trash town once she was old enough to drive. Oh God, what a sensation that would be. No one holding her down and nothing else for her to worry about. It sounded too good for her not to have yet. And yet, she knew it was a good few years away. All she needed now was a distraction.

[Jackson Lewis]

Jackson strolled down the sidewalk, his phone out and headphones in. He pulled out his iPod and shifted through his songs, changing the current one. After returning the player to his pocket, he grabbed a cigrette from the box in his pocket and his lighter. He took a drag from the cigarette as he lit it and breathed the smoke out as he dropped the lighter back into his pocket. He held the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger as he watched other kids walk by him. Placing the cigarette back in his mouth, he grabbed his sunglasses and put them on.

He pulled his phone out when his buzzed in his pocket and read the message. Grinning to himself he replied to it and put his phone away. He took another puff from the cigarette and flicked off the ash from the end of it. He wandered around the school for a bit before finally coming to the stairs. He smiled when he saw Farrah. he pulled one of his headphones out before making his way over to her. He walked over to the stairs and sat down next to her. Scooting down a bit, he laid his head on her lap and smiled up at her. "Hello, Farrah." He said,as he flicked off some more ash.

typing? 219
totally gangsterr? nahh man.
playlst? Just Got Paid - N*Sync [=D]

[iamgod]

When she thought her peace had returned, it was ruined again by a weight in her lap. She looked down and raised her eyebrow for a moment. Blowing the smoke out of her mouth she stared at Jackson for a moment. There wasn't a day that went by when she didn't think he got more attractive. But those were just emotions she wouldn't let out for a long time. How would it work anyway? Flicking the ash off her cigarette, she reached down and pulled Jackson's glasses off, putting them on herself. "Hey Jackson." she greeted calmly before taking another drag. Farrah leaned back on the stair behind her and looked up to the sky for a moment. There were so many things running through her mind right now. The position Jackson had put himself in wasn't a good idea. She wished she could just...

"So, what the hell do you want?" She had to stop her thoughts. There was no way that she could've kept herself composed if she kept on like that. No way. She glanced at her phone as it rang again and picked it up, reading the message and carelessly setting it back down without replying. There was nothing else in the world right now that could catch her attention. Not now, not when Jackson was so close. She was so sick of the silly little crush she had on him, and she would've done anything to get past it, but from the way he looked, she figured he was too neutral to handle her.

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[Jackson Lewis]

Jackson smirked as Farrah took his sunglasses. Made things much clearer for him. He didn't mind the position he had put himself in. He had a perfect view of her chest when he looked up. He watched as it moved up and down with each breath she took. He finished off his cigarette and flicked it to the ground. He looked up at her and twisted a strand of her hair around his finger. "What? I can't come and bother you?" He asked, with a smirk. "You know you love getting attention from me Farrah. You can't deny it, love."

Granted, he just wanted to stay in her lap and look at her. She was hot. Jackson couldn't deny it. He took advantage of any reason to be around her. Even for the smallest thing. Even when they sat in class, he loved to pester her. He liked her company. She was fun to be around and seemed to like having him around as well. He faked a pout and sat up. "Unless you want me to leave and find someone else to hang around. I'm sure Annabella's around here somewhere." He said, glancing around them. He pulled out his phone as it vibrated and read the message. He replied quickly, then closed it and put it back in his pocket.

typing? 222
totally gangsterr? nahh man.
playlst? Never Think - Robert Pattinson

[iamgod]

Farrah rolled her eyes as he played with her hair, knowing that he couldn't see. It usually continued on like this, maybe for another few minutes before one of them would find an excuse to leave. She never quite understood why they did this to each other. It was a sickening game, one that repeated itself daily. And it was slowly killing her and taking her strength away. She didn't think she'd have the nerve to keep fooling around with words with him like this for much longer. Farrah moved his glasses to the top of her head as he sat up and took a final drag of her cigarette before she flicked it carelessly to the side.

Before she turned to look at him, she blew the smoke out slowly. Seemingly just trying to prevent the moment when she would have to say something. But she wouldn't be able to put that off for very much longer. Looking back at him, she marveled at how the sun hit his face just right as he looked down at his phone. Okay, she was convinced. he was a god in his own right. 'Damn.' There were so many things running through her mind, that she almost forgot that he had said anything at all. Shaking her head, she moved her hair behind her shoulder and looked out to the grounds. "Well, if you really want to spend some quality time with your sister instead of me than who am I to stop you?"

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OOC - sorry this took so long =]

[Jackson Lewis]

Jackson smirked. "I see too much of Annabella and not enough of you," he said looking up at her. He did spend a lot of time with her. Plus, he just wanted to be with Farrah right now. He stared at her for a moment and ran his hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face. His eyes trailed over her face and down the visible part of her neck. What he wouldn't give to run his hand over her neck. Or even just caress her skin. He thought about it, but quickly shook it off before his thoughts got too far. He couldn't think like that. Well at the moment anyway. He needed to be able to stand and leave after.

He then went off to thinking about her lips. Pouty, pink, soft. Stupid thoughts, they were set to kill him. He reached his hand up slowly and lightly ran his finger tips across her cheek and down her neck. He turned her head towards him and gently pulled her forward. He paused when their faces were inches away from each other and looked into her eyes. "Besides, it might be a little weird if I did this with her." He chuckled lightly and pulled her forward again until his lips were pressed against hers. It was everything he thought it'd be. Her lips were warm against his, her hair soft as he slowly slid his hand up into it, holding her gently to him.

typing? 243
totally gangsterr? nahh man.
playlst? Don't Phunk With My Heart - Black Eyed Peas [whoot!]
notes? it's okay. sorry mine took forever. =/

[iamgod]

Farrah didn't move as he touched her cheek. She liked the feeling and she wasn't about to pull away from it. Her breath increased as his fingers trailed down to her neck. Months of throwing words back and forth and she was finally getting what she wanted. She was about ready to die. Why had they waited so long for this to happen? It was if hell had suddenly froze over. His touch burned her skin and seemed to set it on fire as the heat increased. She was instantly seven degrees warmer than she was a minute ago. Which was saying something significant, since she was ninety-nine point nine percent cold all the time. Even in the summer. She figured she was albino or something.

Her voice caught in her throat as he pulled her closer. She looked directly into his eyes as he spoke. Weird? Uh, no. That would be gross and considered incest. And she was amazingly thankful that he wasn't doing this with her. It was only then did she actually realize that they were kissing. She sighed immediately and kissed him back. This had been a long time coming and she wasn't going to waste it now that it was finally happening. Knowing that she was too far away, she pulled out of the kiss only for a moment, allowing her to climb over him. Now that she was sitting on him, she felt satisfied that she was no longer craning her neck upwards to meet his lips. But now that she didn't have to worry about that, she was free to slip her arms around his neck and snog him senseless. Which she did.

WORD COUNT;278
OOC - haha still got you beat on the lateness thing.

[Jackson Lewis]

Jackson sighed quietly as he kissed her, reveling in the feeling of her lips pressed against his. He had waited to long to make this happen. He couldn't believe at how long he took. He mentally slapped himself for it. He whimpered slightly and looked at her curiously when she pulled away. His thoughts clicked while he watched her move and sit on him. His thoughts raced as their bodies touched.

As she sat onto his lap, he couldn't help but smirk. He pulled her face back to his and kissed her deeply, letting his hands rest on her waist as hers locked around his neck. Enjoying the feeling of her body connected with his, he broke out of the kiss only to trail his lips along her neck. He barely brushed them against her skin, teasing her just enough before coming to where her neck and shoulder met. His lips stopped there and he sucked her neck lightly.

typing? ehh didn't count
totally gangsterr? nahh man.
playlst? Relapse - Jesse McCartney
notes? haha yeah you do.

[iamgod]

Farrah reveled in the feeling of his hands on her waist. It felt too good to be real. She tried to pull him closer, but found that there was absolutely no space between them. They couldn't possibly be any closer unless they were...well, actually 'connected'. As she thought this, he moved his lips from hers. She was about to protest when she felt them again, this time on her neck. This action silencing her, she leaned her head back slightly as she gently pulled on his hair a bit. She prayed to god that he left his mark on her. Something like that would make her parents freak and hate her even more. Which she was all for. Another thought popped into her head and she smiled at it. It was almost too perfect.

What else to make her parents feel like they did a bad job in raising her than public sex? Farrah held back the laugh crawling up her throat and silently pushed into Jackson's crotch. It was already hard, and she was eager to get it. Hell, she'd been waiting long enough for it. She figured she deserved it more than half the peope he slept with before. She was actually angry that they had waited so long. What was wrong with them? They obviously wanted each other bad enough. Hopefully Jackson would be all for having sex right here on the steps. If not...she would settle for anywhere else. As long as she could have him.

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