Waiting For The Weekend - Tyler, tag Sarissa

[Tyler Durnham]

Truth be told, when Tyler instigated this second kiss with Sari, he had only been expecting a kiss. Then she gave him seemingly the beginning of a hot and heavy, very public, make out session. The way she was kissing him, and the way her hands moved over his body, made it extremely clear to the footballer that getting to know her much more intimately would be a very pleasing experience, one that he wanted as soon as possible. It was becoming a problem of his lately, first getting attracted to, and then fixated, on women who seemed intent on making him wait before he got into their pants. Getting fixated wasn’t a surprise though, he really couldn’t understand, especially when a girl was clearly interested in him, why she felt she still had to make him wait.

“A little better? Well, that’s an improvement at least. I’ll have to try to do even better next time.” Tyler grinned, his tongue swiping over his lips. He planned to give as good as she gave, he wasn’t willing to let her have all the power in this....relationship, whatever it was. No, she would enjoy that far too much. He would be more than happy to comply with that of course, if she was giving him what he wanted in return. Which, at the moment, there seemed to be no clue of when that was going to happen.

But hopefully, he wouldn’t have to wait too long after all, not with Sari’s offer. He shifted only slightly, trying to keep some control of himself when her hands started wandering to where he found he rather enjoyed her touch. And from the look on her face, she was either enjoying it too, or knowing what she was doing to him, was enjoying that. Both seemed likely when it came to the girl.

“No sex? Well, that limits things considerably.” Tyler chuckled. “But something we will both enjoy, I think I can come up with something.” A girl like Sari, it seemed she would be hard to please, especially if one of the things he considered his talent was out of the picture. He would have to put a lot of thought into this one.”

“I’ll make sure you love it then. But Sari, just what do you think I want?” he asked with a smirk, his fingers moving alongside her hip. “You can read my mind can you? You must have read some very interesting things.” he laughed.

He would seduce her, there was no doubt in his mind. He, and his pride, were far too heavily invested in this now to fail. He would leave her wanting more, and he would give her that, over and over. It was what he did after all. He was good looking, charming, rich and popular, it was his God given right to have whatever it was he wanted. And currently, it was Sari in his sights. And Maggy, but he was beginning to see her as more long term.

[Sandy Meyers]

Sandy felt like such a ditz! She misplaced the invitation for brunch on Saturday. The date and place weren't the trouble it was what time to be there. She really didn't want to be very early nor did she want to be late either. She couldn't find Bree anywhere, her next choice, Tyler.

She scanned the cafeteria for his handsome face. There was the usual assortment of plastics, goths, geeks, couple making out, jocks in a shoving...she stopped and went back to the couple! It was HIM and with someone else!!

She stormed over to them, almost knocking people over like bowling pins. After all when a red head is angry, its best to scatter or so legends say.

"Well isn't this just a cozy spot for two?" She half said and half laughed, trying to control her anger. Her eyes pierced at what heart Tyler had. "Looks like one girl isn't enough for you, you have to go through the garbage bin to find someone else!"

Sandy turned at glared at Sari. "And you...your...your...your a word that rhymes with bitch!" The tears started to flow now. "I hate you Tyler Durnham!" She yelled as she stormed from the cafeteria, needing to be alone.

[Sarissa Zouvelekis]

"Read minds..." Sari laughed, "No...although I would be curious to know what goes on inside your head. It might be a tad scary thought." She said with a crocked smile. "But you have a reputation Durnham. You get what you want, and with the risk of assuming, from what I hear that involves sex." Sari meant to be straight forward and to the point. "Now feel free to tell me I am wrong. Tell me you really do just want to hang on Sunday and I might say yes."

Sari's fingers continued to play with his skin right about his jeans. "But where your fingers are...is not helping you..." Sari winked cause her fingers where also in a dangerous place. This was fun. Tyler knew how to play the game. He played back and was a good sport. Some guys could be to sensitive. Sari was enjoying this. Odds were sooner or later she would give in and no doubt the sex would be very good. But right now saying 'no' was way more fun.

"Maybe it is time I got up. I don't need you getting use to me on your lap." Sari said in a soft voice close to his lips once again. She did not move, but just eyed him. Just then a redhead came over and not quietly implied Sari might be a witch. At least that is the only word Sari could think rhymed with bitch. Then the redhead said she hated Tyler.

Sari looked at him and she was not sure if she should laugh or think the young girl was adorable. "Friend of yours?" Sari commented, "Cause she might be a tad jealous. Or is there something I should know? Did some girl claim your heart? Cause I don't have fun with guys that are not single..." The words came off in a playful manor. Sari slowly began to get off Tyler's lap, but every move was slow.

[Tyler Durnham]

“Well, just...hanging on Sunday, I’m more than happy with that, though I’m fairly sure you’ll end up waiting more pretty quickly.” Tyler grinned. He honestly didn’t see the reason not to have sex, when both teenagers clearly wanted it. But, he was more than happy to play ball, not let Sari win. And it was fun this way, even if it meant waiting. Hopefully it didn’t mean waiting for too long.

The way she was moving her fingers against him, where she was moving her fingers against him, he was pretty sure she was wrong. “Really? Because I get the distinct feeling that my fingers are helping me, and greatly. You certainly seem to be enjoying my touch, as much as I’m enjoying yours.” Sunday was going to be fun. She would agree, even if she was still toying with the idea of saying no, he knew she wouldn’t. Not when she knew just how could a time he could give her.

“There’s no need to. I’m rather comfortable like this, and as much as I could get used to having you on my lap like this, I think I can come up with another position we would both enjoy more.” Before he could think of stopping her though, an unexpected interruption stole his attention.

Sandy Meyers. It had been some time since he had flirted with the girl, a little side project he had been considering. Other things stole his time however, and he momentarily forgot about her. She hadn’t forgotten about him, it seemed, if her rather strong and unjustified reaction was anything to go by.

“No, an acquaintance, at best.” he admitted to Sari, after having watched Sandy storm off, in stunned surprise. He had quite an effect on the young girl, apparently. He wasn’t at fault, he believed, they had only talked on a couple of occasions, certainly did nothing more serious than that, and it was common knowledge that Tyler wasn’t a one woman man. She was over reacting. Even so, it bothered him to have a woman feel so badly about him, especially when he wasn’t at fault. He would have to rectify that.

“You know me Sari, eternally single.” he smirked, waiting for her to move off his lap. Then he stood as well, letting his eyes linger once more over her. “I’ll see you tomorrow Sari, and I’ll be sure to tell you our plans for Sunday.” He kissed her once more, briefly, but enough to hopefully leave her thinking of him for a little while longer.

Then he left the cafeteria himself, to cheer up the damsel in distress. “Sandy!” he called out, faster than her, catching up to the girl in the luckily almost deserted corridor outside the cafeteria. It was time to be charming. Taking her hand gently, he pulled her to a stop. “Sandy, I’m sorry, have I don’t something wrong?” he asked, seeming genuinely concerned.

[Sandy Meyers]

Tears were running a race down Sandy's reddened face. How could he? Why would he? All these questions ran through her head. Had she done something wrong? If she had, she didn't know what it was. She had to do something. She took out her phone and sent a text to Bree.

"Sry, can't make tomorrow. ( Call if you need more. S."

If she ever seen him again it would be too soon! She threw her phone into her bag when she heard her name, seemed like soon had arrived. She wouldn't show that she was weak, there would be stronger Sandy, one who didn't let some womanizing guy get to her.

"Get your scummy hands off me!" She snapped at him pulling her hand away from him. She looked him directly in the eyes, a trick she learned from her father! "God only knows who or what you've touched recently!" She flipped her long red locks behind her head. "So someone doesn't talk to you for a few days and suddenly you move onto someone else as if the first person doesn't exist? That's low." She wiped her eyes. "I never thought I'd say this about another human being but you are evil, yes evil right down to the core! I hope you and woman du jour have a fun time together!"

[Tyler Durnham]

Lots of things had been said about Tyler’s hands, but scummy had never been included before now. He held both up now, as if in surrender, keeping quiet as she snapped at him in a way he would never had expected from the quiet, meek girl of only a few days ago. He liked the girl with a backbone, and though he knew it was far from her intention, he found her even more interesting now.

Her rant was rather unjustified, the girl was obviously one to get a little too attached to any guy who showed interest, which could cause trouble for him. On the other hand, his pride and ego were involved now, and he just couldn’t allow a woman to think anything other than highly about him, if he could do something about it.

“Sandy, I’m sorry that you’re hurt by this, but I must also admit, you’ve got me completely confused.” he told her soberly. “It’s not exactly a secret that I’m not a one woman guy, but still, I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you or any other girl.” He had far too much respect for them, and far too much ego for himself, to do that. “Now, we only talked a couple of times, and I’m sorry if I said anything during those conversations that led you on.” It wasn’t hard to seem sincere, given as he was feeling sorry for her reaction. He was really becoming too nice.

“I’ve been thinking about you though, the last couple of days. There’s just something about you, I find myself unable to think about anything else at time.” It was only a little white lie, and he had thought about her. “I’ve looked out for you, but I figured you just lost interest.” he shrugged. “I’m really sorry that I hurt you, I would have loved to have gone out with you.” No one could ever say he wasn’t a charmer.

[Sandy Meyers]

Sandy took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She had to admit to herself she did sort of read too much into what had happened. After all he never did say anything about them as a couple.

"Ok, I accept the apology." She could still feel her heart beating rapidly, she had never let her emotions run rampant like they had. "Still a real gentleman wouldn't have been seen in public like you were." She still felt like she couldn't trust him.

His words easily proved that.

“I’ve been thinking about you though, the last couple of days. There’s just something about you, I find myself unable to think about anything else at time.”

Sandy took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She had to admit to herself she did sort of read too much into what had happened. After all he never did say anything about them as a couple.

"Ok, I accept the apology." She could still feel her heart beating rapidly, she had never let her emotions run rampant like they had. "Still a real gentleman wouldn't have been seen in public like you were." She still felt like she couldn't trust him.

His words easily proved that.

She looked at him slight confusion on her face. "Been thinking of me? You could have fooled me just now then." She crossed her arms in front of herself. "I maybe just a freshman but growing up with someone famous in the family, I received a lot of advice, sometimes not really desired, from the adult cast members. For one, if you really desire someone, its never hard to find them two a man will always turn on the charm when he knows he trapped." She smiled at him. "Still you didn't deny what I saw, so I suppose there is some redeeming quality in you."

[Tyler Durnham]

As young and naive as Sandy seemed to be, she wasn’t easy to fool. And while that did complicate matters a little, make things just a little bit harder for him, Tyler didn’t mind in the slightest. He was starting to tire of the bimbo type, perhaps that was why all of his women as of late were such much trouble. And it only made the redhead just that bit more appealing. He did however, take offence to the fact that she implied he wasn’t a real gentleman. Of course he was, he took pride in that fact. He decided to let it slide for now though, saying nothing. He didn’t want to worsen the situation.

Having met her celebrity brother, though he didn’t really count starring in a soap as being famous, he knew who she meant. “Big school, lot of people. But, I’ll give you that. It’s my mistake really, I should have made even more of an effort to find you, win you over. Won’t make that mistake again.” he smiled. He liked to think he was always charming, trapped or not though. “Some redeeming quality? Glad to hear it.” he laughed. “It’s good to know that you don’t find me all bad.”

Leaning against the locker, he looked her over lazily, the smile still lingering on his face. “But again sorry, I apologise for misleading you in any way. But if you ever feel like just going out sometime, having a bit of fun, no strings attached, then it would be my pleasure to take you out.” he grinned. “For now though, I’ll settle with walking you back to your locker. Seems like lunch is about to finish.” he told her, offering his arm.