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Post by D.J. Mac on Jun 24, 2009 0:58:19 GMT -5
As soon as the bell rang DJ made a bee line for his locker. It was a bad boy that Dirty Trixie wanted, it was a bad boy she'd get! He spun the lock like it was nothing and had it opened in a blink of an eye. He threw his books in as quickly as he could. A few heads turned when he pulled his shirt off there in the hall, he gave a smile and a nod to a girl who stopped to linger for a moment.
He pulled on his jacket leaving just enough room showing his chest without showing too much, then the chaps followed by big black boots. He looked intimidating, he smiled though at thinking how the kids who came into Build A Bear would react seeing him dressed like this!
He donned his wrap-around sunglasses and ran a hand through his hair, the stage was set...almost. The darkened giant walked slowly but with intent down the halls of Silver, a small Elvis-like sneer on his face, people weren't sure what to make of him.
He headed to the parking lot and found his baby, his motorcycle. He had a small grin that soon disappeared as he leaned his butt against the seat and watched as the students filed out ready to have their Valentines date.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jun 24, 2009 1:24:48 GMT -5
As soon as she was walked away she forgot all about DJ. Okay that was not true but still she did not have time to waste on thinking about him. No thanks. She had better things to do. Then why did he keep popping into her head. Sure he talked back and put up a good battle with words, but that was one instance. It would never happen again. He was a good guy and she did not need or want a good guy. Trixie was thankful when the day was over. She grabbed her books and did not even notice that DJ had the locker across from her. She put her Gucci sunglasses on and headed out to her car.
When she got there she saw a guy leaning against a motorcycle blocking in precious baby. Oh hell no. This would not do. Not again. You have got to be kidding me. She thought. Another troll was blocking her exit. She wanted out of the school, not to be kept here. She sighed and closed her eyes a moment to control her anger.
When she opened them she looked at he guy once more and he was hot. The very picture of bad. The open vest, the boot and the chaps. He was hot and she liked the view. How could she be mad at this guy. HE was just what she had been dreaming of. Trixie smiled and walked over to the guy, "Hi, excuse me, but you seemed to have blocked me in." She smiled being nice. She had no idea it was DJ.
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Post by D.J. Mac on Jun 24, 2009 1:55:12 GMT -5
DJ kept his glasses pushed up, not wanting to show who he was, just yet. He rolled his eyes over to Trixie, the ice queen seemed to melt slightly, so far so good. He didn't budge with the exception of crossing his arms over his chest.
He slowly looked over at her car, then back at her. In a low, husky voice he replied, "Why stay cooped up?" His eyes not leaving her face, unlike earlier in the day. "I'd give you a ride you'd never forget." He knew to keep the words at a minimum and not start going off like he had a tendancy to do.
He straddled the seat and gave it a start. The engine roared, it was music to his ears. Now was going to be a moment of truth for him, to see if his facade had paid off or not. "Well baby," his voice seem to growl like the engine. "You want that ride or do you wanna be like everyone else?" He hoped he had picked the right words, after thier confrontation earlier today, he knew she's want to stand out from anyone else.
After all its what royalty did.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jun 24, 2009 19:14:31 GMT -5
Trixie raised a brow, "Technically my car is a convertible." She smiled, but she had to admit the air of mystery was intoxicating. Something about a masked man. It was dangerous. danger was good. Sure she could be walking into some trap.The guy could be a serial rapist or something, but for some odd reason she felt safe. He seemed familiar, but she could not place him. It was on the tip of her tongue.
"You really think you can give me a ride I will remember. It takes more then a bike and a mask to make me weak at the knees, but I will give you a shot." Thank god she did not have a back pack. Just her purse which she could hold onto.
She walked over, "This better be worth it, but I have to ask why me?" Most guys would never do this. Was it luck or had this guy actually found her on purpose. Either way she climbed on the back of the bike. Trixie was not one to back down ever. Besides she was enjoying the looks girls were giving her. "Lets go." She purred against the guys ear and wrapped her arms around his waist. She still had no idea it was DJ, but she might remember if she thought hard enough.
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Post by D.J. Mac on Jun 25, 2009 17:44:47 GMT -5
With another roar of the engine and a squeeling of the tires, DJ peeled out of the lot not noticing the looks of the younger students, who were probably asking who the man in black was.
His focus was the road before him and with a passenger he wouldn't do anything dangerously stupid but do enough that would give her a small thrill here and there. He glanced back at Trixie and gently held her hands wrapped around his midsection and had a dark smile. "Hold on tight babe." Was his only warning to her. He weaved between a couple cars, and came just close enough to turn even the whitest hair whiter.
Figuring she probably had enough thrills for a short time anyway, he drove on to a small park and pulled in and shut everthing down. The masquerade was a clever one in his mind, although the logical side of his brain was wondering what Trixie would think if she knew it was DJ, the goof she dissed this morning? He sat for a moment, enjoying the feel of her clinging on to him, he let her hang on for a few more minutes. "So you satisfied babe?"
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jun 25, 2009 21:10:28 GMT -5
Holy shit was all Trixie thought as he swerved in and out of cars. This guy had a death wish that's for sure. She had not met anyone like him. He was do different then the idiots at the school. Especially the one from the morning. He had nothing on this guy. Little did Trix know just who her arms were wrapped around. She did hold on tight. Those minutes passed by so quickly she was sad when it ended. This guy was like right out of a dream. He was tall, dark and handsome, even if she could not see his entire face. Something about the dark smile he gave back in the school parking lot sent shivers down her spine. She was defiantly in a state of lust.
She wondered if this guy went to Silver, Gould or was just some stranger that she dared to ride on the back of the bike. Trix doubted he was a stranger. Maybe someone she had met before. She knew this because she could not shake the feeling that he was some how familiar.
She held on for a few more minutes before letting go. Of course she let her hands slide across his midsection for one last feel as she did let go. Trixie got off the bike and smiled. She readjusted her hair into a pony tail since it was a little messy. "I would say you sure know how to give a girl a thrill ride." She was not about to say that was one of the most thrilling times she had. She did love it. "So mystery man....do I get to see who is behind the goggles or are we going to keep playing this game?" She liked the game.
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Post by D.J. Mac on Jun 26, 2009 5:21:21 GMT -5
The play was on for DJ and he held the cards. He was going to play it for what it was worth. He held a finger up and gently waved it while shaking his head. "Its not going to be that easy babe," he sneered. "After all, once a mystery is solved, there's no going back."
He liked toying with her. "You have to remove my sunglasses to see who I am however you only get two tries at it then your stuck." So the size difference was a tad unfair, he stood at least a good foot over her but to see her try would be rather fun, after all he didn't normally use his size to intimidate anyone.
He stood up straight, ready to put the plan in his mind into motion. "Anytime your ready sweetheart, go ahead."
He prepped himself mentally to see her try and swipe at the glasses like a cat at a small toy of some kind. How she'd react to him kissing her after she had both tries for the glasses he wasn't sure. He expected maybe a slap across the face first followed by a return kiss, its what usually happened in tv and movies.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jun 26, 2009 5:50:31 GMT -5
"Are you afraid I won't like who is under those glasses?" Trixie asked with a smile. She had to admit most guys were not worth her time, but this guy was defiantly making her want more. She actually abandoned her car in the parking lot. She never abandoned her baby. The fact she did not remember that DJ had told her about the fact he had a motorcycle and that he would wear the outfit the mystery had on, just showed what she remembered. If only she knew. "I admit I like the mystery, but it has to come to an end sometime." She purred.
Was she crazy. Yes. She took a ride from a stranger, but her gut told her she knew him. Trixie liked to think she was a good judge of character. She looked him over, "two tries. That's all I get." She pouted and then smiled as she lightly touched his chest, "deal."
The first time she did swipe like a cat. She tried the whole fake right and go left move with her hands, but the guy stopped her. So she had to get more creative. She paused and waited. Instead she talked seductively to distract him, "So why me? Do you go to Silver? Do I even know you? Or are you really just some stranger who is secret serial rapist." She eyed him, "I did not thin you were a stranger either." Just something about him. She could not put her finger on it.
Trixie looked down at his chest and then back up. She tried for round two to quickly swiped the glasses but he stopped her. Her arms were successfully pinned to her side. Damn. No guy ever got to her like this. Who the hell was this guy.....and where had he been all her life. "I guess I lose. I tried twice and lost....what now....."
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Post by D.J. Mac on Jun 27, 2009 0:20:28 GMT -5
Amused. Delighted. The list could go on forever with how DJ felt right now. "You might just be surprised." There was a slight smirk on his face. This was going to be fun.
His eyes gazed downward as he felt the delicate finger lightly touch his chest. "Two tries." was all he said. He'd make sure she wasn't successful at her attempts.
He dodged her hands grabbing her right hand and trapped it. He stayed on his toes with her. He raised a finger to quiet her. "Later." He was going to go in for his prize after her next attempt.
As she swiped for the second and last time, he had her in his arms. Not tightly but enough that she couldn't wiggle out of his arms. "The prize is mine now." He leaned down and kissed her. No, not a simple peck on the lips but a full blown long drawn out kiss. The time had come.
He slowly released her arms and made his way up to his sunglasses and raised them up so they were resting on his head. As he broke the kiss off, he smiled but kept his voice in the husky tone that she liked. "Surprise babe."
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Jun 27, 2009 0:41:33 GMT -5
Trixie was smiling as she tried to take his sunglasses. She was enjoying this game a lot. She was laughing when he went in for the kiss. She liked being trapped and kissed. It was a daring move. She could slap him if she wanted, but she was not going to do that. She was liking the kiss. The guy was a damn good kisser, but she still wanted to know who the hell he was. She kissed back just as deeply.
She felt him release her slowly and opened her eyes slowly when he said surprise. That was an understatement. She blinked a few times as she stared at the mystery man. It was the guy from that morning. Teddy. No way. No way. She was shocked. Trixie had no idea what to say. For once in her life she was speechless.
"Wait....no way...but...you...me...no..." Thats all she could say for now. She needed to figure this out. What did it mean? what the hell? "I am speechless. I don't know if I should slap you or be flattered....." She smiled, "So was all this to prove a point?" she pointed to him and the bike. She stared in silence. "Okay...so you do have a bad side...not bad....not bad at all." She said softly. "Thats twice you have put me in my place....not cool....but....I admire your guts. I was expecting you to back down after this morning."
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