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Post by shideh5 on Oct 2, 2011 7:16:40 GMT -5
 It was a new year and Aniela was determined to make it better than the year before. She was bursting from her shell this year, it was a promise she made to herself. She wasn't going to let the little things bother her anymore. For example crushes. For the whole of last year she had fawned and stalked Bentley of France. Just the way he looked made her shiver. He was gorgeous. The old Aniela would've just hung out around his locker and waited for him to notice her. Spend tons of time hanging around the water cooler just so she could look at him while they queued for water. It wasn't fair, boys never noticed her. It was a hard truth that Aniela refused to come to grips with. She eventually concluded, coming into the new year she could make Bentley notice her. Someway, somehow she would do it.
The morning started out as normal. She watched Bentley go to his first class. She had a free period which she spent devising a plan. She would get Bentley to admit that he liked her. That was all she wanted, just the knowledge that she was at least worth a guy like him. It was so much easier to know now rather than spend another year pining for a guy that probably would never ever notice her by now. If he was going to notice her after all, surely she'd left enough opportunities. When his class was over, Aniela looked out the window and saw him as the last to come out. Taking a deep breath, she went in. "Hi." she gave a small smile, tucking her hair behind her ears like the shy, nervous girl she'd been last year. He didn't need to know those days were behind her, not yet.
She walked a little closer to him, suppressing the pressure that was making her heart thud underneath her chest. "So, listen Bentley.. I like you. Alot. And I need to know that you like me so that we can talk about it." she paused, pushing her lips together innocently. "Soo...."
And that brings us up to now. The door of the classroom was locked with Aniela on the right side, Bentley locked inside. Her maturity had worn thin and something had propelled her to lock him in until he confessed that he liked her in a good enough way. He would confess it soon, she told herself. Sometimes desperate measures just needed to be taken to make a guy admit that sort of thing. She was sure of it. Her head made it out to be a completely logical idea, but then Aniela had always been very different. Not in the way that a person didn't get along with the cool kids kinda way, the kind of different where literally nobody could tame her, or make her change her mind about anything.
"Do you like me yet?" she called to him with her back leaning against the door. It was simply a fortunate thing that the door could only be locked from the outside, not that Aniela wasn't strong enough to beat him back into the classroom if she had to use her strength on the door.
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Post by bent on Oct 2, 2011 14:18:21 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size] Montana, he had got sucked back to yet again. Things were going to be different now, it was his senior year of high school and he was going to make the best of it. Slowly, he thought he was recovering from what he had thought he wanted with a certain girl. He was trying to brush this off even more now and it was working he thought. Now he actually had the intention to focus on his schoolwork more as it was about time he actually tried. There was no use in barely passing high school and he knew this very well so swore to himself that he would actually put an effort into it. His first period had bore him though as he was quite groggy adjusting to waking up this early again, so he may have dozed off once or twice during the teacher's introduction lectures but at least this speech was nothing important seeing as they all went over practically the same thing throughout the day.So therefore he did not feel very guilty about his brief napping at this point. When the bell rang, it startled him as he had zoned off, staring at the wall or anything but the teacher. Now time for second period, whatever that was. Glancing briefly at his new schedule, he nearly groaned as he would have rather passed on having a math class second thing in the morning. Moving towards the door, he was blocked from his path out into the hallway by a girl who it took him a moment to recognize. Aniela. He'd seen her around quite a bit last year, more so than any of the other third years so he had just figured she was taking advanced classes or the like. Brow rose as the girl then piped up with a simple greeting. Hey. He stated in turn, trying to decipher where this was going as she appeared nervous for some reason or another.
While she was walking closer he found himself taking a small step back in reaction, lost as to what was currently going on. At first he was alarmed at the information she told him of, not sure how to react to this unexpected news but then decided that perhaps this would help him somehow. He had to get out of the rut he was digging himself into. Plus, it did not appear to him now that Aniela was interested in taking no for an answer. Coy grin crossed features at this, amused as he conjured a response and how to react. Hmm you are very straight to the point, aren't you? Lyrics murmured with a small chuckle. In a moment, he was entirely confused as he was locked in the classroom and wondered now if this was some cruel joke that the younger girl had intended on playing on him.That or she was definitely not going to let him say no. Small sigh was uttered as he started muttering profanities in French under his breath before deciding to come to an answer that would lead to his freedom and hopefully help him move on. This was a chance that he needed to take and well maybe it would teach himself something sooner or later.
He was amused and highly entertained by the girl's motives as she definitely had planned this out excruciatingly well as there was no chance to back out in this situation. Very clever for her age. This could work. It could be public and not something he would get ridiculed for. He could get his mind off of Rylie and hopefully at the same time make her jealous. This now sounded like an even better plan than those that he had had before. Chuckling as he heard her ask him yet again if he liked her yet, he nodded with a crooked smile. Had you given me the chance, I would have informed you the first time and it may have made things a bit easier for the both of us. Pausing a moment before continuing. Aniela, I like you. He admitted smoothly without letting the words falter in order to convince both parties even though there was a small part of his conscience nagging against all of his scheming.
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Post by shideh5 on Oct 2, 2011 16:02:52 GMT -5
Coupling the fact that she'd locked him in a classroom and the facts of what he claimed were his feelings didn't make much sense when put together. She stared at him in disbelief. It felt foreign - because she still hadn't got used to the idea truthfully - and mostly she blotted it out because it seemed almost beyond her comprehension. That realization shocked her slightly - hadn't she known that he liked her at least a little bit? That was the point of the locking in a classroom. Which had apparently done it's job right. She found herself regretting the bitter words she'd said about him back when he'd supposedly been ignoring her, or maybe he hadn't been. Perhaps it had been inevitable that she found out this way.
"I knew that. I just figured locking you in a classroom was romantic on a psycho level." she smirked, unlocking the door and walking in. With a shrug she pulled out a seat for herself, only to sit on the table and let her feet rest on the chair. "It's nice to hear it though." she admitted, her face twinging with some kind of feeling, though she kept it under wraps. "How come you didn't tell me before? Isn't that what normal people do?" she inquired with a tinge of humor in her voice. Nobody was normal, she knew that better than anyone. The question still stood though, why he hadn't clued her in. It was exhausting playing the guessing games, the mind tricks. She just wanted a boyfriend that was above all that nonsense.
Her eyes flickered to the whiteboard they were using in class. Wandering over to it, she grabbed the eraser and wiped all of the class's work from it. She was technically doing the next class a favor anyway. Then she clasped the black pen next to the board. With an intriguing raise of the eyebrow she thought about the next class to use the room. Might be fun to give them something interesting to read. She wrote on the board Bentley likes Aniela? with a huge question mark. She then passed the pen to him. "I'm going to need it in writing." she affirmed with an alluring gaze.
She knew sometimes Polish soldiers were told to write down that they were committed to their cause because some part of the human psyche is more likely to believe something written down. Not that she needed a council of students to know, she didn't care about that, it was just a cutesy display for her to smile at. Besides, it was fun making men talk about their feelings. it was something they never wanted to do.
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Post by bent on Oct 2, 2011 16:54:54 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size] Being locked in a classroom by a girl who was trying to get one to admit feelings was definitely a new experience for the French prince. Really he was not sure how to react initially but it did not take long for him to decide upon so. She was playing games and he often enjoyed doing the very same thing. This was definitely a way to kill time in between classes and if he was late, he really did not care at all. So he was not at all bashful about rattling off in turn the words that she was looking for and found himself doing so quite easily. Aniela had always been a character with a different personality yet she was not afraid to show it. Yet he knew that they had not been on good terms at one point that he still did not understand why but right now it appeared to him that apparently she had overlooked this otherwise they would not be as they were currently.
Chuckle was released as she informed him that she knew this very well and that she thought locking him in a classroom would be strangely romantic. I cannot say that I disagree with you entirely on that fact. As she walked in to take a seat, he took one opposite from her, nodding silently as she stated it was nice to hear the words aloud which he had understood that very well yet refrained from commenting and avoided thinking of such. It was a new school year, time to move forward and forget the past. When she went on to question as to why he had not told her this before, he shrugged. I don't like being subject to the word normal and really did not see an opportune time either, but clearly you arranged one now. Small smile came to features even though he knew that she had been joking around with him. Feelings had never been something that he readily admitted to but he did not go ahead to tell her this as he would just simply play along like so for the time being.
He watched in silence as she seemed captivated by the whiteboard and as she moved towards it, he was unmistakably curious as he did not know what she was planning. The writing was read as it was written on the board before him and a grin appeared. Stepping up besides her as the pen was handed in his direction, brow rose in intrigue once again as she told him that she needed it in writing. Alright. He murmured, hesitating a moment to think about the exact words in which he was about to write. The next class would see this and he was certain by the end of the day that the entire school would know of this. Perfect. Everyone would hear about this, it would be an excellent way to start off the year, would it not? Bentley likes Aniela....a lot. Writing it out was not as bad as he thought as writing things were even easier than saying them.So far his first day of senior year was turning out to be more interesting than he thought. The bell rang and he knew he was going to be late but had not a care in the world. Looking to Aniela, he reached for her hand and pressed the back of it to his lips while sweeping into a small bow. May I accompany the lady to somewhere? As of now second period was barely on his mind as there were more entertaining things as of now. He was already late and if he were to miss it, there was nothing too important about the first day anyway. Mostly just introduction and what not, plus he was in no rush to go back to math class again.
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Post by shideh5 on Oct 2, 2011 17:52:02 GMT -5
Aniela heard the bell ring but she'd ignored it so many times that she wasn't even flinching. Then again she wasn't the next ruler of France. She presumed Bentley presumed the responsibility of the next educated French leader. Her skin buzzed as he kissed her hand. A slow, gentle smile graced her lips. "I guess we can't stay here but we could go make out?" Aniela suggested, slipping her hand into his. "However if you have a class to get to.. I promise to behave myself." she whispered. Probably a lie, he was too attractive to miss out on. The fusion of their hands might've sparked rumors that they were dating but Aniela wasn't going to say anything.
As they walked out into the hallway Aniela kept a distance between them like nothing happened. She wasn't the type to crowd a guy, they liked their space and Aniela liked hers. She couldn't resist the urge to tease him though. "Does this mean I can make you admit anything by locking you in a room?" a mischievous smile grew on her features as if she was going to use that to her advantage one day. In America, Aniela seemed ruthless, a rogue. A woman who didn't care what others thought. She took action swiftly, decisively, without care for how it affected others. Not in Poland. Poland was her roots. Her responsibility. Something she cared for more than being independent. People that meant more to her than a bottom line.
I noticed Poland wasn't graced with your handsomely presence this Summer.." she purred, her hands slid into her jeans as she walked, her thumbs inserted outside the pockets. She maintained a relaxed state as she let Bentley walk her to where he wanted to go. As long as she got the kissing she didn't really care. She was curious to see what he was like as a kisser, she'd kissed a few guys. Some could really get her heart rate spiking, some had clearly not kissed many women. She wasn't afraid to tease them about it either. Bentley by her side didn't make any innovations to her personality, though hopefully he liked her for them.
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Post by bent on Oct 3, 2011 18:33:09 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size] Bentley was starting to consider seriously what it would mean in entirety for him to take over the French throne in coming time. Still he had his moments of foolishness and immaturity and even the throne was not something that was about to put an end to his antics right now. Girls were poisonous to practical thoughts as he was not near the state of mind to even try to think logically at this point. Inside somewhere, he knew that he was using this poor girl as a worthless attempt to prove to himself if there was or was not hope of getting over his servant. Extremely low and ridiculous, but this he tried not to think about at this point. He just needed to go along with it now. Processing her words he was both shocked and amused by the straightforwardness in her suggestion but did not hesitate but to nod in agreement. This was a game of proving himself that there weren't any ties, he could do whatever he wanted and would not feel a thing. He was being over zealous and it was time to get past this, time to move on. As she was promising to behave herself if he was supposed to be at a class, he outright ignored this statement as class was not important as of right now. He really did not know what was important at this time, but school definitely did not hold top of the list currently.
He instantly noticed as she reached her hand out so it was held by his yet decided not to say anything as this had to be, he could not just drop this act right there. To him it was very much a relief that the younger girl seemed content about them walking with space between one another as he knew if she got the slightest bit clingy that he would disappear quickly as this was not something he could straight out deal with. He was well aware of the eyes as they walked, the silent questions that were provoked but tried his best to ignore this fact. Lack of publicity had been a cause of demise earlier, so here he was in a completely opposite end of the spectrum. Strange but he was trying to figure things out a little more. Eyes were rolled lightly as she questioned whether or not she would be able to make him admit anything by locking him in a room. Hmm probably not anything, but somethings, yes. He turned, joking of course and he found this to be a bit strange although he picked up that she had been teasing, or at least he believed this to be so. Aniela was very different than other girls that he'd been around yet he had nothing against this as he found her personality intriguing.
Maneuvering through the crowds with little effort, he lead the two of them outside as he'd rather not get caught by teachers as he had no interest in going to detention on the first day as of yet. Glancing over to her with a quick nod, he then responded to her comment about him not having visited Poland over the summer. I had a lot of things that went on, however I think I'm supposed to be in Poland over the winter for some event thing but I don't recall what it was exactly... Shoulders were shrugged though he really did not want to start recalling his summer as it only surfaced memories that he did not want to be welcomed. What about you, I never heard of you coming to France? He returned the question to act as though he had such interest in conversation. As he walked, he contemplated where on earth he was going before making a final decision. By the columns of the front doors off to the side seemed open enough for him though he did not know it Aniela was shy or anything. Purposefully, he wanted this to be seen and heard or something. He wasn't sure. Finally feeling a bit awkward as he remembered why they were here, he really did not know how to go about this as he was actually not feeling quite so bold now. So... He mumbled, half to himself, half to her. To keep himself from backing out, he knew he needed to stop hesitating. Coy smile came to his features as he gently lifted her chin with one hand as the other rested against the outer wall of the building and lips were pressed to hers in a more aggressive manner than he would have ever dared with a certain someone else. He truly did need to give up the thoughts of her, no matter how difficult and especially while attempting to shove his tongue down some other girls throat. While he had expected this to provoke some sort of emotion from him, it failed to do so other than remind him of a certain emptiness. Nonetheless did this mean he was about to give up entirely.
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Post by shideh5 on Oct 4, 2011 5:45:30 GMT -5
Bentley was a funny guy to work out. He lived in his head alot, Aniela genuinely couldn't tell what he was thinking. She probably didn't want to know but was still curious. It wasn't lost on her that it felt like two seconds ago they'd never talked before. Normally it was the nerdy or the nervous that fell into her hands that quickly, not intelligent guys like him. Not that she was going to complain, she'd got the attention she'd wanted and fully intended to enjoy it. She'd make her servant talk to him about all the boring stuff later, like the whole 'boyfriend/girlfriend' labels. That's all they were to Aniela, boring labels. Although he did have a point about the France thing, why hadn't she gone there yet? She didn't categorically hate anyone from the French royal family - probably because she was too busy liking one of the Prince's - so it made sense that she should've gone there. Maybe in the future.
Aniela let silence build a wall between them, that was usually when it was broken by actions. And it was. She knew what was coming as soon as one hand was against the wall. He looked so good from that angle. The closer he became, the more her stomach felt like a hive of restless activity. She raised her head when his chin encouraged it, her eyes searching his. She wanted to beg him to kiss her lips and yet she didn't want to altar his plan. When his lips came to hers, her hand cupped the back of his head, her fingers worked into his hair, gripping it. Sparks of need were raining through her. It thrilled her that a man like him wanted to kiss her.
The aggressive way that he kissed her sparked a fire inside her. Aniela wasn't a softie in any sense of the word so when a man felt like a dominating force against her lips it spurred her on. Her body felt collapsed as she let the activity move around their mouths. Bentley had been such a huge goal for her. To have achieved this was almost surreal.
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Post by bent on Oct 4, 2011 23:24:58 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size] Lately he had been doing a lot more thinking compared to ever before. Thinking for Bentley, could most definitely be considered dangerous as sometime he was a little imaginative in his ways. He was definitely more of a visionary than a practical thinker. Yet he was not one to voice certain things aloud so the majority of what was on his mind stayed there as he did not want any of this known to the general public. His business was his business in reality but the facade he portrayed in the hallways was different however, even this side of him had managed to mature this year. Things were starting to fall apart as he knew that soon they would also be falling together in another part of his life. It was difficult, debating what was going on his life while knowing the decisions would probably haunt him entirely afterwards. Not even this could stop him from the scheme he had currently set with Aniela. He was curious and well she had just waltzed in at a proper time for him to test a theory that he had rationalized in his own thoughts when it was entirely irrational.
At least for now, he was free from any type of closure as she did not even hint anything about relationships or any of the bull shit that came along with them, making this even easier for him. Perhaps this would be quick, not last as he doubted it would or maybe not. He was not sure of this yet, hence why he was here to find out. There was a silence though he was not going to argue with it as he was at the point where he wanted to avoid conversation as much as possible with her as really what was he to say? Somethings were just better off if they never became known, it was easier that way. Quick and painless, this is what he anticipated this on being as he did not want any strings attached at all. He was torn for a moment but was quick to make sure that he held up with her request as otherwise this would prove to be terribly awkward and pointless. Kissing her was nowhere near the experience as it was with someone else. It was empty; meaningless which only provoked him through frustration. Moving forward, forgetting; that was all this was about yet all it did was almost make things worse. Not even Aniela's reaction really did anything for him and this scared him, however crooked grin came to his features as he pulled away with ragged breath. After that, he felt entirely horrible as though he was a traitor though this was incomprehensible. Technically, there was nothing to keep him from doing this but he felt personally cheated which was not understood.
Better? He asked after a few moments, taking a step back and glancing around for a moment. With a small sigh, he then spoke up again. Hey, I'm sorry but I have to go. As much as I hate math, my parents will be at my throat otherwise. I'll catch you later? This was admitted easily with a small shrug as it was partial truth but he was also a little peeved with himself at the same time. Small kiss was pressed to the top of her head and flashing her a small smile before walking back towards the school. Honestly he needed to get his shit together as he was a bit freaked out at this time. He wasn't supposed to feel like this and he knew it. But there was nothing for the girl and for him, he was personally lost and needed to think things through a bit more.
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