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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 16:08:58 GMT -5
"Well, they should. That's way better then people making fun of you." She smiled at him as he faked laughed. "Oh.. I don't see where they get that from." She paused, raising an eyebrow at him, "'Cause I don't think your cute, or funny." Of course, that wasn't true. She thought he was VERRYY cute actually, and really funny. But it was fun. (:
"The first three are true. But not that last one. I do believe that I'm the more attractive one here." She didn't really think she was. But it was harder to be hotter than him. XD
She nodded at him. "It is." But she quickly went on to the next subject, hoping he didn't hear that. "I could make him watch.. PeeWee Herman's adventures, or whatever it's called."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 16:19:24 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes at her. “I’m just not the type of person to make fun of.” He grinned at her. “I’m just that awesome.” Hearing her words, he raised an eyebrow at her. Leaning forward, he held his face inches from hers. “Now, really?” He smirked at her before pulling back. He had to admit, he was having fun messing with the girl. Who wouldn’t, really?
Hearing her words, he rolled his eyes. “Psht. You wish you were as hot as me.” He smirked, though; he had to admit, she was pretty hot.
Hearing her, he raised an eyebrow at her, but he couldn’t really think of anything to say. So he dropped it. Hearing her, he shivered. “That might work, but nothing’s worse than Barney.” He added extra emphasis to the word; he despised that show with a passion.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 16:28:16 GMT -5
"I think it's really fun to make fun of you." She smiled at him, laughing softly. Hayley felt her eyes widen slightly as he got really close to her. She quickly regained her composure though, and said "Nope. Not at all."
"Oh, but I know I'm as hot as you. Probably hotter." She smirked at him. Of course, she probably wasn't as hot as him, but she could pretend. XD
She saw him raise his eyebrow, and kind of just looked off to the side until he started to talk again. "Ew. Barney's gross though."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 17:02:31 GMT -5
He smirked at her. “Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t really particularly enjoy it.” He saw her eyes widen for a split second, but her face regained composure as he pulled back. Hearing her talk, he just smirked at her.
He laughed. “Hm….I might not deny that, you know.” He gave her a slightly flirtatious smirk as he talked. He had to admit to himself; she was pretty hot.
He burst out laughing as she said her opinion on Barney. “Course he is. That’s why he’d torture him the most.”
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 17:08:51 GMT -5
She shrugged. "And since when does it matter what you like?" She tilted her head slightly, chuckling. She rolled her eyes when he smirked. It seemed like he smirked more than anything.
Hearing him say he might not deny it, she blushed slightly. "Oh really noww?" She raised one eyebrow at him, smiling.
She nodded, looking off to the side, thinking. "Or maybe the teletubbies. They're pretty scary too."
OOC:// ick. Sorry. : /
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 17:22:59 GMT -5
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Always has, always will.” He grinned at her. “You got a lot to learn about me.” He refrained from smirking; it was his trademark. He smirked most of the time. He rarely ever grinned. It was strange.
He listened to her, seeing that smile on her face. Once again, he refrained from smirking. Instead, he shot her a sweet smile before saying, “I’m not really the kind of guy to lie, you know?”
He listened to her, and he pretended to shudder. “Those things will burn in hell one day.” His opinion. Even when he was a three year old he hated those things with a passion.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 17:30:34 GMT -5
She raised her eyebrow at him. "I do now? And what exactly do I have to learn about you?"
Once she finished talking, she saw him smiling. Actually smiling. She didn't think she had ever seen him smile. She was quiet for a few second, staring at him smile. She looked back to where her eyes met his, and blushed slightly. "That's good to know. I wouldn't want to hang out with a liar. Those are never any fun."
Hayley laughed when he pretended to shudder. "I really hope they do burn in hell one day. They kinda scare me." She had always hated those things. They used to giver nightmares.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 17:39:35 GMT -5
He pretended to think, shrugging. “Hm…well, I was born on April 22nd, a long long time ago, you know? That’s one thing. That, and I hate, and hate as in absolutely despise, little know it all people.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “You aren’t one of those know it all people, are you?”
He tilted his head slightly as he caught her staring at him, and part of him was curious. He leaned forward slightly, but he held back from doing it. He just stayed where he was, his face a good five inches away from her, at least. Hearing her, he shrugged. “Sometimes they can be. Until you actually realize that they lied, that is.”
He listened to her, and he grinned. “All right, someone that’s on my side!” He laughed. “They always just looked stupid to me. I was like ‘What the hell is with this? Is that purple one gay or something?” He always hated the purple one; maybe because he wasn’t a major fan of purple.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 18:05:30 GMT -5
She shook her head. "Not at all. I hate know it alls. They're annoying." She smiled at him, biting her bottom lip slightly. "And I'm guessing, since you hate know it alls, you aren't one?"
she was slightly surprised when he leaned forward, but kinda confused as well. And curious. She was confused as to why he did it, and curious of why he did it. She didn't say anything about it, but she did look down at the ground for a split second. She nodded. "Yeah. I don't like liars. You should be glad you aren't a liar." She smiled at him slightly.
She laughed at him. "I always thought that the purple one was gay too." She paused, smiling at him. "They used to give me nightmares."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 18:19:59 GMT -5
He listened to her, nodding. “Course they are. They always make me feel pretty stupid. A lot.” He shrugged; he’d admit, he was a dolt. Hearing her, he laughed. “No, I love them.” He had a sarcastic tone in his voice, but he laughed during it, so the effect was ruined.
He stared at her for a minute before he seemed to regain some sense. Pulling back to his normal position, he listened to her, nodding. “I should be. It’s kind of hard for me to lie. I bust up laughing every time I try to lie.” That was the truth. If he ever lied, he would just laugh and continue until he told the truth.
He grinned at her. “Everyone did. That’s why parents despised the show with a passion like us sane teenagers.” He rolled his eyes before laughing. “They weren’t really that scary, per say. They were just…really creepy and retarded looking.”
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 18:28:31 GMT -5
"I know! I hate when people make me feel stupid." She paused, frowning slightly. "Didn't you just say- Ooohhhh." She laughed, covering her mouth. She hadn't realized he was been sarcastic until after she started to talk.
She couldn't look away while he was staring at her. As much as she wanted to since she was probably blushing like crazy, she just couldn't. She snapped out of it when he pulled away, and frowned slightly. She smiled at him. "So I'll always know when your lying?" She smirked at him, laughing slightly.
She nodded at him. "After a while, my mom blocked it from my TV so I couldn't watch it. It's not like I wanted to though. So it didn't bother me at all." She paused, rolling her eyes. "It was too scary. Every time I watched it, I got nightmares and I would run screaming to my parents room. They didn't really like that."
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 18:39:05 GMT -5
He grinned. “Doesn’t everyone?” He watched her frown, and he raised an eyebrow. What’d he say? Hearing her, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Reaching his hand over, he ruffled her hair playfully. “Next time I’ll be direct with my statements.”
Before he pulled away he had noticed her eyes on him, and for some reason it made him feel weird. But he shook the feelings off. Hearing her, he grinned. “If I can’t breath from laughing and I fall to the floor, then you will know if I’m lying.” Okay, so it wasn’t that obvious, but it was a good description.
He listened to her story, and it took quite a bit to not laugh. “One question on my side; what about them scared you that badly?” Okay, sure they looked weird, but they were little cartoon Barney-wannabe things. They didn’t even scare the youngest of infants. At least that’s what he thought.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 18:47:41 GMT -5
"No. Cause really really smart people can't ever seem stupid." She crinkled her nose when he ruffled her hair. Once his hand was off her head, she shook her hair, and smoothed it down. She glared at him playfully, crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh thanks." She rolled her eyes at him, her arms still crossed over her chest.
She laughed at him. "Okay.. Maybe I was wrong. You're a bit funny." She smiled at him. "Do you ever lie?" She raised one eyebrow at him, smirking at him slightly.
She laughed. "I really have no idea. I get scared really easy. I'm no good with anything remotely scary." She laughed slightly. It was kinda funny how she got scared at almost nothing.
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Post by Will Maddox on Apr 21, 2008 18:57:55 GMT -5
He thought about it. “They can be stupid on the simplest thing! Ask them where Walmart is, more than likely they will take a completely complicated way of figuring it out before they realize it’s down the street.” He smirked at her as she crossed her arms. “Aww, don’t do that. You know I’m too awesome to get pissed at.”
He grinned at her. “A bit?” But he didn’t press on it. Hearing her ask him did he ever lie, he pretended to think about it. “Well, there was the time I told my mom I didn’t have a penny, even though I did. Does that count?” That had actually once happened, too; when he was five. The memory was still funny to him that day.
Hearing her, he grinned. “So if I find a random feather and hold it up to your face, you’ll scream and duck and kick me?” he raised an eyebrow at her, clearly teasing her for the enjoyment.
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Post by Hayley Steele on Apr 21, 2008 19:10:19 GMT -5
She nodded her head. "Yeah, but they're passing school without killing themselves trying to pass." She paused, looking over at him. "You haven't given me any reason to believe you are as amazing as you say." She smirked at him, trying not to laugh.
"Yeah. A bit." She smiled at him. She actually found him hilarious, but she wasn't going to let him know that. She looked at him like he was crazy, and then started to laugh. After a few minutes, she could actually breathe again, but she was still laughing slightly.
"Noo. But if you walked up behind me with a feather, and like tickled my nose I'd probably scream, or tense up. Depends on my mood." She smiled at him again. She found it really hard to not smile around him.
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