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"Hey, you mean your Ace as in Ace Merrill?" Juliette's voice yelled back to Ace.
The fact that she still acknowledged his presence helped him get out of the substance that reminded him of tar, he looked back at her, and saw a quizzical look on her face. Juliette still wanted to talk to Ace. This is it, Ace thought, as soon as she knows I am who I am, she'll come over here, slap me and walk away, thinking of me like I'm a piece of dirt.
"Yeah" he replied watching the tar-like substance, that only he could see, mentally creep up his black trousers.
Juliette laughed, this made Ace's head shoot up, he didn't like being laughed at, but he knew for a fact it was better than getting a slap.
"Oh no!!" Juliette cried with false fear, while running round in circles in the middle of the road. "It's the leader of the dreaded worms!!!" She burst out laughing, in fact she had been laughing through most of what she just said.
Ace smiled, and quickly walked up to where she was, he thought if she wasn't meant for him, it was ok; he'd still walk with her. But he'd kill the lucky bastard that married her. He then thought he was getting a little ahead of himself, he was looking to far into the future when he should be concentrating on the beauty that was now in front of him. He'd still kill the bastard though.
"Cobras," Ace corrected her.
She was still laughing but a little more calmly than how she had been laughing before. "I know, I was just playin' with ya,'" she said, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
He smiled again. Christ, she really was beautiful. That's why she isn't going to be seen around with scum like you, said a small voice in the back of Ace's head.
"Dawn says I shouldn't be seen with you, she says you're a bad egg."
Ace chuckled at the sound she had made when she said 'bad'; she had made it sound like a sheep baaing.
That made him like her even more, she was beautiful, funny, and he could tell she had brains by the way she hadn't yet flung herself at him and hadn't run away. That's what every girl did towards Ace, flee away or flung at him, the fact that she had walked with him and not done either, proving that she had some kind of brains, she had given him a chance to prove he isn't a worm, and because of that chance she's shown him kindness.
Juliette looked at Ace, who was looking ahead of them, and she noticed the uncomfortable look on his face, she thought she better get it over with. "And I don't blame you for what you did."
Ace was a little shocked at the comment, so Dawn had told her, but Juliette didn't blame him? He turned towards her and found her looking at him, studying him. "Huh?" Came his response.
"Don't act dumb with me mister." Juliette said playfully
"I don't need to act being dumb, I have a natural talent for being dumb." Ace said matter-of-factly
Juliette gave a light-hearted laugh that sounded like music to Ace, a soft melody that could only be sung by an angel.
"I know you hit my sister, and on some levels," she glanced at him, "I don't blame you."
Ace looked at her with astonishment, he couldn't speak, he tried, but the words wouldn't come out.
"Dawn told me she called you a homo and you hit her in the eye, in my opinion she got what she deserved." Juliette smiled, and shared with Ace one of her memories. "In New York, about a year ago, Dawn really liked this boy in school, he was a year older than her, a few years younger than me, and just as a joke I went up to him and told him that 'My sister is madly in love with you and she wants you to marry her'. Little did I know Dawn had seen and heard the whole thing, she ran up to me and called me 'a wretched old hag'." Juliette smiled thinking how wonderful life used to be. "So, in a way she was calling me something bad in public because I had publicly humiliated her. You know, getting even and that's what you were doing"
Ace thought he might have a slither of a chance with Juliette, but only if he made the right moves.
"Besides don't hit my sister, if you want to hurt my sister," Juliette looked around as if to make sure the coast was clear she then turned back to Ace who almost melted, as she pulled herself up against him, her chest on his, he could feel her heart beat against his, he had never experienced such bliss as he was experiencing right then. That is, until she leaned in, and whispered into his ear, "Give her a Chinese Burn – makes her squeal." The feel of her hot breath on his neck made him feel as if he were floating, but he soon came back to earth, with both feet on the ground as she pulled away.
"What's a Chinese Burn?" Ace asked, he was more than confused, and Juliette could tell.
"Can I show you?" She questioned, giving him a devilish grin.
"Does it hurt?"
"Aw, come on, a tough guy like you aint afraid of a little sting are we?" Juliette said in a childish voice.
"Go ahead, show me what a Chinese Burn is then."
Juliette took his left arm and placed the palms of her hands on his skin. "Ready?" She asked.
Ace didn't want the Chinese Burn anymore; he wanted her hands to stay where they were, holding his arm gently. But he nodded anyway when he looked at Juliette and saw hints of that mischievous and sexy smile again.
Juliette twisted her arms in opposite directions and gripped onto Ace's arm even harder, left hand twisted left, right hand twisted right, all the while she was still looking into Ace's eyes, mesmerised by his hypnotic stare.
Ace felt the flesh on his arm twist and then burn, but that all faded away because of the fact that a gorgeous girl was doing it to him, but when she twisted harder, looked into his eyes harder, he pulled away.
"See, you shouldn't mess with me." She joked.
Ace saw this as a move on his side of the game, the ball was in his court and he was aiming for the goal.
They had been walking on the side of the road, walking past the houses, Juliette had been walking beside the fences of the houses, and Ace had been protecting her from the traffic. If you can call 1 pick-up-truck, 1 car, and 1 stray cat, traffic. He walked quickly in front of her and pushed her up against the fence leaning towards her. He grinned at her wide-eyed expression, the shock evident on her face, but her appearance soon turned to match Ace's – a sly grin.
"I think I might want to mess with you, Juliette Avalon." He said smoothly
She laughed slightly and asked. "Are you flirting with me Ace Merrill?"
"I'm not entirely sure, do you think I am?"
"I think you are."
"You do?"
"Yes." Juliette said, her eyes never left his.
Ace's ice blues searched Juliette's tropical oceans as if looking for permission to kiss her, which he yearned to do.
But then she broke the gaze, and looked up, "It's getting dark, I better get home," she turned away and waited for Ace to move his arm. He didn't.
"Aw, I'd put you down as a bad girl," Ace said.
Juliette turned to him, "Ace Merrill, I can be a very bad girl," looking into his eyes deeply, bringing her face closer to his, "but right now I have to go home," their noses almost touching, "and if I don't," slowly rubbing her nose against his, "daddy's favourite little girl will be in trouble." Juliette then pouted, she saw the effect her little performance had just done to him, if anything he wanted her even more, he wasn't going to let her go that easily, and in a strange, psychotic way, Juliette didn't mind that.
Ace had to fight with himself to let Juliette go, and when he had they exchanged goodbyes and she jogged down the road towards her house, Ace watched her. Ace then had an idea.
"Juliette!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Juliette abruptly stopped and turned to Ace. "Yeah?"
"You doin' anything tomorrow night?"
"You want to go on a date?" Juliette put on a fake voice, one of revulsion. It was part of her plan.
Her reply had disappointed Ace, she sounded shocked, sickened even, he didn't blame her; she was too good for trash like him. "Forget about it, forget everything." He was now in a state of depression and wanted to be left alone; he turned around and headed for home in the opposite direction.
He heard Juliette yell his name begging him to stop, at first he ignored it, then it annoyed him, he finally turned around and bellowed at her when she finally irritated him. "WHAT?!?!?!?"
"Pick me up at seven."
Juliette turned around; Ace was still slightly annoyed, but felt better knowing that he had a date with an angel. He watched her and chuckled as he saw her began to skip, and he to went home..... walking.
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Author's Note:
I think I should make this story rated 17? Come on people, it is getting a little to graphic with the Eskimo Kissing, in fact, if my mother read this chapter, I'd be grounded for sure.
Note: the next chapter will be more graphic – I might actually make them kiss each other!! And describe it – I love this – it's like I'm a God and the characters are my puppets, or my voodoo dolls. Mwhahaha.
Tune in next time for the next chapter, which the author has already written but is too lazy to post it and think of a chapter title. Review!
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"Hey, you mean your Ace as in Ace Merrill?" Juliette's voice yelled back to Ace.
The fact that she still acknowledged his presence helped him get out of the substance that reminded him of tar, he looked back at her, and saw a quizzical look on her face. Juliette still wanted to talk to Ace. This is it, Ace thought, as soon as she knows I am who I am, she'll come over here, slap me and walk away, thinking of me like I'm a piece of dirt.
"Yeah" he replied watching the tar-like substance, that only he could see, mentally creep up his black trousers.
Juliette laughed, this made Ace's head shoot up, he didn't like being laughed at, but he knew for a fact it was better than getting a slap.
"Oh no!!" Juliette cried with false fear, while running round in circles in the middle of the road. "It's the leader of the dreaded worms!!!" She burst out laughing, in fact she had been laughing through most of what she just said.
Ace smiled, and quickly walked up to where she was, he thought if she wasn't meant for him, it was ok; he'd still walk with her. But he'd kill the lucky bastard that married her. He then thought he was getting a little ahead of himself, he was looking to far into the future when he should be concentrating on the beauty that was now in front of him. He'd still kill the bastard though.
"Cobras," Ace corrected her.
She was still laughing but a little more calmly than how she had been laughing before. "I know, I was just playin' with ya,'" she said, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
He smiled again. Christ, she really was beautiful. That's why she isn't going to be seen around with scum like you, said a small voice in the back of Ace's head.
"Dawn says I shouldn't be seen with you, she says you're a bad egg."
Ace chuckled at the sound she had made when she said 'bad'; she had made it sound like a sheep baaing.
That made him like her even more, she was beautiful, funny, and he could tell she had brains by the way she hadn't yet flung herself at him and hadn't run away. That's what every girl did towards Ace, flee away or flung at him, the fact that she had walked with him and not done either, proving that she had some kind of brains, she had given him a chance to prove he isn't a worm, and because of that chance she's shown him kindness.
Juliette looked at Ace, who was looking ahead of them, and she noticed the uncomfortable look on his face, she thought she better get it over with. "And I don't blame you for what you did."
Ace was a little shocked at the comment, so Dawn had told her, but Juliette didn't blame him? He turned towards her and found her looking at him, studying him. "Huh?" Came his response.
"Don't act dumb with me mister." Juliette said playfully
"I don't need to act being dumb, I have a natural talent for being dumb." Ace said matter-of-factly
Juliette gave a light-hearted laugh that sounded like music to Ace, a soft melody that could only be sung by an angel.
"I know you hit my sister, and on some levels," she glanced at him, "I don't blame you."
Ace looked at her with astonishment, he couldn't speak, he tried, but the words wouldn't come out.
"Dawn told me she called you a homo and you hit her in the eye, in my opinion she got what she deserved." Juliette smiled, and shared with Ace one of her memories. "In New York, about a year ago, Dawn really liked this boy in school, he was a year older than her, a few years younger than me, and just as a joke I went up to him and told him that 'My sister is madly in love with you and she wants you to marry her'. Little did I know Dawn had seen and heard the whole thing, she ran up to me and called me 'a wretched old hag'." Juliette smiled thinking how wonderful life used to be. "So, in a way she was calling me something bad in public because I had publicly humiliated her. You know, getting even and that's what you were doing"
Ace thought he might have a slither of a chance with Juliette, but only if he made the right moves.
"Besides don't hit my sister, if you want to hurt my sister," Juliette looked around as if to make sure the coast was clear she then turned back to Ace who almost melted, as she pulled herself up against him, her chest on his, he could feel her heart beat against his, he had never experienced such bliss as he was experiencing right then. That is, until she leaned in, and whispered into his ear, "Give her a Chinese Burn – makes her squeal." The feel of her hot breath on his neck made him feel as if he were floating, but he soon came back to earth, with both feet on the ground as she pulled away.
"What's a Chinese Burn?" Ace asked, he was more than confused, and Juliette could tell.
"Can I show you?" She questioned, giving him a devilish grin.
"Does it hurt?"
"Aw, come on, a tough guy like you aint afraid of a little sting are we?" Juliette said in a childish voice.
"Go ahead, show me what a Chinese Burn is then."
Juliette took his left arm and placed the palms of her hands on his skin. "Ready?" She asked.
Ace didn't want the Chinese Burn anymore; he wanted her hands to stay where they were, holding his arm gently. But he nodded anyway when he looked at Juliette and saw hints of that mischievous and sexy smile again.
Juliette twisted her arms in opposite directions and gripped onto Ace's arm even harder, left hand twisted left, right hand twisted right, all the while she was still looking into Ace's eyes, mesmerised by his hypnotic stare.
Ace felt the flesh on his arm twist and then burn, but that all faded away because of the fact that a gorgeous girl was doing it to him, but when she twisted harder, looked into his eyes harder, he pulled away.
"See, you shouldn't mess with me." She joked.
Ace saw this as a move on his side of the game, the ball was in his court and he was aiming for the goal.
They had been walking on the side of the road, walking past the houses, Juliette had been walking beside the fences of the houses, and Ace had been protecting her from the traffic. If you can call 1 pick-up-truck, 1 car, and 1 stray cat, traffic. He walked quickly in front of her and pushed her up against the fence leaning towards her. He grinned at her wide-eyed expression, the shock evident on her face, but her appearance soon turned to match Ace's – a sly grin.
"I think I might want to mess with you, Juliette Avalon." He said smoothly
She laughed slightly and asked. "Are you flirting with me Ace Merrill?"
"I'm not entirely sure, do you think I am?"
"I think you are."
"You do?"
"Yes." Juliette said, her eyes never left his.
Ace's ice blues searched Juliette's tropical oceans as if looking for permission to kiss her, which he yearned to do.
But then she broke the gaze, and looked up, "It's getting dark, I better get home," she turned away and waited for Ace to move his arm. He didn't.
"Aw, I'd put you down as a bad girl," Ace said.
Juliette turned to him, "Ace Merrill, I can be a very bad girl," looking into his eyes deeply, bringing her face closer to his, "but right now I have to go home," their noses almost touching, "and if I don't," slowly rubbing her nose against his, "daddy's favourite little girl will be in trouble." Juliette then pouted, she saw the effect her little performance had just done to him, if anything he wanted her even more, he wasn't going to let her go that easily, and in a strange, psychotic way, Juliette didn't mind that.
Ace had to fight with himself to let Juliette go, and when he had they exchanged goodbyes and she jogged down the road towards her house, Ace watched her. Ace then had an idea.
"Juliette!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Juliette abruptly stopped and turned to Ace. "Yeah?"
"You doin' anything tomorrow night?"
"You want to go on a date?" Juliette put on a fake voice, one of revulsion. It was part of her plan.
Her reply had disappointed Ace, she sounded shocked, sickened even, he didn't blame her; she was too good for trash like him. "Forget about it, forget everything." He was now in a state of depression and wanted to be left alone; he turned around and headed for home in the opposite direction.
He heard Juliette yell his name begging him to stop, at first he ignored it, then it annoyed him, he finally turned around and bellowed at her when she finally irritated him. "WHAT?!?!?!?"
"Pick me up at seven."
Juliette turned around; Ace was still slightly annoyed, but felt better knowing that he had a date with an angel. He watched her and chuckled as he saw her began to skip, and he to went home..... walking.
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Author's Note:
I think I should make this story rated 17? Come on people, it is getting a little to graphic with the Eskimo Kissing, in fact, if my mother read this chapter, I'd be grounded for sure.
Note: the next chapter will be more graphic – I might actually make them kiss each other!! And describe it – I love this – it's like I'm a God and the characters are my puppets, or my voodoo dolls. Mwhahaha.
Tune in next time for the next chapter, which the author has already written but is too lazy to post it and think of a chapter title. Review!
Pip Pip!