jesse dean likes twitter, jesus and his guitar. (auriferous) wrote in invol_rpg, @ 2012-11-25 10:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! log, jesse dean, vanessa upton |
WHO: Jesse Dean and Vanessa Upton
WHAT: I really don't know how to explain this.
WHEN: Saturday, 24 November
WHERE: Swan beach!
WARNINGS: Cilla and Bronte are the ____.
STATUS: Complete (BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE COMING)
Jesse was looking good today. She wasn’t sure what it was; maybe the swimwear or the sight of him coming out of the ocean, sunlight hitting the drops of water that were running down his torso. It was like a scene out of a movie and Vanessa couldn’t help but stare. As he made his way back up the beach Vanessa moved from her towel, brushing all the sand off herself and applying some lip gloss before walking over to where Jesse was now standing. “Hey,” she greeted with a smile, something Jesse had never got from her before, “How’s your finger?” Truth be told, Jesse's finger was fine now that Anthony had (secretly) agreed to heal it for him. The bandages he wore were only for show and even though, ordinarily, he would have been advised to stay out of the water, there was no way he was going to commit that deeply to his lie. Even to avoid crazy people at risk of breaking his fingers for the third time. But as Vanessa approached, for some reason seeming hotter than she usually looked -- and he'd seen her in a bikini before, thanks to all those lake and pool parties at school -- it seemed appropriate to play it up. There was nothing like being fussed over by an attractive girl, after all. Slipping his beach towel over his neck, Jesse winced. "Kinda hurts a bit. Maybe I shouldn't have pushed myself so much, you know?" He looked like he was in so much pain!! She almost felt bad for telling him his broken finger wasn’t a big deal the other day, though back then she was sure he was the most annoying person in the world. Maybe the salt in the air was making her think more clearly or something like that because she couldn’t remember why she would ever hate someone as attractive as Jesse. “It would suck to miss out on having fun at the beach because of your finger though,” she pointed out. “So, like, maybe the pain is worth it because now you get to hang out on the beach with me instead of being back at the most boring place in the whole world.” She smiled again and began twirling a strand of her hair around her finger, hoping he could put all their past arguments behind them now that he was hot. He grinned in response. "You really think you could make me forget the pain?" “Totes,” she replied. “Come sit with me and I’ll make you forget everything,” she added, reaching for his unbroken hand to lead him to where she had been sitting. She had a perfect spot set up, with an umbrella and everything because her pale skin could not cope with being out in the sun too long, no matter how much sunscreen she applied. “You can even, like, tell me about your twitter and guitar playing.” Somehow, that all seemed much more interesting than usual. |