Post by Evan Hughes on Nov 22, 2009 5:26:55 GMT -5
“You just want to see me in the jacket. Before you rip it off me, of course.” Evan teased, sticking his tongue out at his girlfriend. She was cool that way, they could joke around with each other, he couldn’t do that with some girls. And the fact that she could take his ribbing, give it back to him even better, and then still want to make out with him, made it ever better. “Well, I’m pretty athletic, I reckon I could pass as a jock. Maybe not a football player, I’m far too pretty for that, but maybe a swimmer, or a runner. I have the legs for it. Or I could pretend that I just joined the basketball team, I mean, I would know what to talk about with that, so I could fool everyone. I reckon I could even get Patch!” he laughed. That would be hilarious, though it was about the extent of the pranks he would do to his best friend. Partly cause Patch actually had a chance of getting him back good.
“Well, we’ll go to the store, you know, where they have the hair dye and stuff.” Evan didn’t really know where they sold hair dye, never having bought it, or thought about it much before. The supermarket, maybe. “Whatever looks the coolest there, I’ll grab. And some more dye for you. Maybe red again?” he suggested, grinning a little sheepishly. “I mean, it was pretty hot. Not that you’re not hot with blonde hair.” he added in a rush, trying not to offend the girl he was dating. It wouldn’t fare well, not with the goodie plans he had in mind for the next hour. “You’re always hot, but you know what I mean.”
Dying his hair would be fun, and it wasn’t an excuse to get her to play with his hair. Well, just wasn’t an excuse. But it did feel nice. “That’s a good idea. I mean, I’ve seen you drive, do I really want to risk you coming near my ruggedly handsome features with a razor? I’ll just stick with coloured hair for now. And I’ll think of another prank you can do to Aly. Mmm, actually, razor....is she a deep sleeper? Just wondering. Nothing evil about my thoughts, really.”
“Course not! I realised that I’m a beautiful man way before the second grade. Come on Brit, it’s obvious.” He didn’t know if it was weird, but the fact that his girl was quoting movies now was pretty hot. But he was weird, so he figured that didn’t matter.
“Actually, funny you say that, Mum got me tested once for that, when I was a young gorgeous kid.” Evan grinned at Brittany’s teasing A.D.D. comment. “It wasn’t as well known back then, but being a nurse and all, she knew about it so got me tested. And I got the all clear, it’s all me babe! I’m just special!” he bragged, sounding quite proud about that.
They were getting closer to their exit, and the half naked teenager was obviously excited by that, his fingers banging on the steering wheel in time to the song that was currently playing. “Is what distracting?” he queried, before glancing over at Brittany. Then the glance turned into staring, which was quickly accompanied by his jaw almost hitting his lap. She was always surprising.
It wasn’t easy for him to turn his attention back to the road, and the pesky task of driving, but he managed it seeing how he didn’t want to have an accident, have the car explode and send them both to their firey deaths. After all, they were about to get busy! “Um...okay, that is really distracting. We are so getting the next exit.” he decided, switching lanes and leaving the stupid, stupid freeway as quickly as possible. “No more taking off of the clothes. I want to take off the rest of the clothes.”
They weren’t that far from the right exit after all, he figured he could work it out easy enough. And how was he supposed to concentrate with his hot shirtless girl next to him after all. He drove as quick as he could (without going over the limit of course, would be a major buzzkill if they were pulled over by the cops now) until they reached much quieter streets.
Pulling over, Evan sent her a wide grin, shutting the engine off and climbing over his seat to get into the back. He offered her his hand to help her get over, clearly impatient. “Hey pretty lady.”
Wrapped for Evan
OOC: On a humourous side note, I have Getting Jiggy With It playing in my head.
“Well, we’ll go to the store, you know, where they have the hair dye and stuff.” Evan didn’t really know where they sold hair dye, never having bought it, or thought about it much before. The supermarket, maybe. “Whatever looks the coolest there, I’ll grab. And some more dye for you. Maybe red again?” he suggested, grinning a little sheepishly. “I mean, it was pretty hot. Not that you’re not hot with blonde hair.” he added in a rush, trying not to offend the girl he was dating. It wouldn’t fare well, not with the goodie plans he had in mind for the next hour. “You’re always hot, but you know what I mean.”
Dying his hair would be fun, and it wasn’t an excuse to get her to play with his hair. Well, just wasn’t an excuse. But it did feel nice. “That’s a good idea. I mean, I’ve seen you drive, do I really want to risk you coming near my ruggedly handsome features with a razor? I’ll just stick with coloured hair for now. And I’ll think of another prank you can do to Aly. Mmm, actually, razor....is she a deep sleeper? Just wondering. Nothing evil about my thoughts, really.”
“Course not! I realised that I’m a beautiful man way before the second grade. Come on Brit, it’s obvious.” He didn’t know if it was weird, but the fact that his girl was quoting movies now was pretty hot. But he was weird, so he figured that didn’t matter.
“Actually, funny you say that, Mum got me tested once for that, when I was a young gorgeous kid.” Evan grinned at Brittany’s teasing A.D.D. comment. “It wasn’t as well known back then, but being a nurse and all, she knew about it so got me tested. And I got the all clear, it’s all me babe! I’m just special!” he bragged, sounding quite proud about that.
They were getting closer to their exit, and the half naked teenager was obviously excited by that, his fingers banging on the steering wheel in time to the song that was currently playing. “Is what distracting?” he queried, before glancing over at Brittany. Then the glance turned into staring, which was quickly accompanied by his jaw almost hitting his lap. She was always surprising.
It wasn’t easy for him to turn his attention back to the road, and the pesky task of driving, but he managed it seeing how he didn’t want to have an accident, have the car explode and send them both to their firey deaths. After all, they were about to get busy! “Um...okay, that is really distracting. We are so getting the next exit.” he decided, switching lanes and leaving the stupid, stupid freeway as quickly as possible. “No more taking off of the clothes. I want to take off the rest of the clothes.”
They weren’t that far from the right exit after all, he figured he could work it out easy enough. And how was he supposed to concentrate with his hot shirtless girl next to him after all. He drove as quick as he could (without going over the limit of course, would be a major buzzkill if they were pulled over by the cops now) until they reached much quieter streets.
Pulling over, Evan sent her a wide grin, shutting the engine off and climbing over his seat to get into the back. He offered her his hand to help her get over, clearly impatient. “Hey pretty lady.”
Wrapped for Evan
OOC: On a humourous side note, I have Getting Jiggy With It playing in my head.
