Greg, you wanted it so here ya go! ^.^
Track was a bitch, just so everyone knows... man for some reason I can find my air in the water better than in the air. I dunno why, it's bizarre!
^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
"THIS GAME'S WINNER IS......ROY!"
It flashed in red letters on the screen as Sasha did her happy dance around the lounge. Trevor shook his head and dropped the Nintendo Game Cube controller. Sasha had challenged him to it when he said that no one could beat him. She proved him wrong in Super Smash Brothers. For a while it was close, but she was toying with him. He challenged her using her powers and she dismissed it. So he just smiled as she danced about.
She stopped and turned around. John and Amber were standing in the doorway. Her face went a deep crimson that would have put her eyes to shame. John shook his head and sat down next to Trevor. He picked up the controller and they started a new game.
Amber grabbed Sasha's arm when the boys were occupied and dragged her out of the room. Jessica was waiting outside the door and they pulled her up into the room that Jessica and Amber shared. They plopped her on the bed and stood expectantly like parents waiting for an explanation. She smiled and mocked their pose.
"I'm sorry mom, what did I do this time?" she mocked.
"What's going on with you and Trevor?" Jessica asked in an accusing tone.
"Trevor?" asked Sasha, playing dumb.
"Uh yeah, that boy who practically worships the ground you walk on and with whom you aren't exactly stealthy in your flirting with?" Amber said smiling.
Sasha felt her face redden for the second time that day.
"I KNEW IT!" Jessica exclaimed and sat down next to her on the bed.
"Spill!" both squealed.
Sasha suddenly found the hem of her jeans very interesting.
A smile crept on her face to accompany the blush and the twinkle in her eyes.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^
"So when are you going to move in on her?" John asked quite frankly and out of the blue.
"Who?" Trevor questioned intensely focused on the game.
"WHO?!?! God above Trevor! Sasha!!!" John said forgetting the game entirely.
Trevor lost interest in the game and looked at John.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Christ Trevor, she's like right there! Ask her out!"
Trevor spun for the door but Sasha wasn't in it.
"No man, not in the door....she's most definitely in to you, you're gonna let it go to waste?" John said exasperatedly.
John's comment met silence.
"Whatever man," John said and went back to playing. Trevor wasn't as into the game as he was earlier. He had a lot to chew upon.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Sasha wandered outside in the woods alone. She had let her wings free and was waiting for darkness to fall so she could use them as they were made for doing.
She sighed and sat in a tree watching the sun slowly set. 'Set faster you! I don't see how people find this soothing! I just wanna fly!' she thought angrily.
"Why are you out here by yourself?" Trevor asked from the ground, pulling Sasha from her threats to the sun and the rest of the celestial cycle.
She smiled down at him.
"Watching the sunset. Waiting to fly," she said as he grabbed the branch and pulled himself up. He sat down next to her and they watched the sun sink.
"Do you ever be like a hawk or something and fly? I think its so much fun, its like driving-"she began.
"You mean speeding?" he interjected with a smile. Sasha's driving was notorious. She sped faster than even Logan did. She had stolen Scott's motorcycle 7 times, his Tracker 3 times and his Vette twice.
She smiled devilishly. "True, true."
They sat in a comfortable silence and her wings disappeared from sight. He looked at her confused and she just smiled and shrugged. Looking down, Trevor noticed two people walking below them. It was a girl and a boy from school. They were in the middle of a fight that would inevitably lead to a break up. They were infamous for their on-again-off-again relationship. Sasha rested her hand on Trevor's shoulder and they both disappeared from sight. They watched as if it was a soap opera as they fought. Their words were muffled but they got the general idea with the gestures that both were making. The girl was gesturing wildly and the boy just stood solemnly.
"I need some popcorn," Trevor leaned over and whispered. Sasha stifled her laugh with difficulty. The pair moved on and Sasha let go of Trevor's shoulder. The sun had long set and her wishes of flight were gone. She shivered involuntarily from the night chill and Trevor caught the slight movement.
"Let's head back, before they think we died or something," he said hopping down from the branch.
"Yeah, probably a good idea. I still haven't done my math yet. Have you?" she asked following suit and landing lightly on her feet.
"Yeah, need help on it?" he asked as they began to walk back to the mansion.
"If you would be so kind," she said with a smile.
^*^*^*^
Sasha had fallen asleep on the couch in the lounge while doing her math homework. Unfortunately (or maybe not) for Trevor, she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He had removed the book and pulled a blanket over her. He sat flipping channels with the volume low. Various infomercials about knives or hairdryers or pointless storage units flipped by as he sighed. Sasha's steady breathing was a slow rhythm as he settled on music videos.
John walked past the door in his Toucan Sam boxers and a black tee. He glanced in and continued on but stopped a few paces down. He took several steps backward and looked in the room. Trevor hadn't noticed his best friend staring in at him, and Sasha hadn't either for obvious reasons. He cleared his throat lightly and Trevor whipped his head around as quickly as the head on his shoulder would allow. John stood in the doorframe with a coy smile on his face. Trevor's face was white then he slid into a simile.
John walked in the room and sat on the coffee table in front of the couch.
"Did you do it?" John asked in a whisper.
"No," Tyler whispered back.
"Then explain the girl sleeping on you," John whispered accusingly.
"Check the book you're sitting on. She needed help,"
"With what? Cleaning out her mouth?" John scoffed and Trevor's eyes narrowed. A low growl came from his throat and John put up his hands defensively. "Kidding, kidding."
Sasha stirred slightly on Trevor's shoulder but didn't wake.
"So what are you going to do?" John whispered.
"About what? Her?" Trevor asked.
John nodded.
"Wait I guess," he whispered.
Sasha yawned and opened her eyes a crack. She mumbled a little and scrunched her eyes shut.
"Come on sleepy head," Trevor whispered and nudged her back awake.
"Mmmm noo..." she mumbled and slid behind him and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Wake up or we're leaving you here for Logan to find," John said.
She lifted the edge of the blanket to peer out at John. He met her slightly glowing red eyes before she blinked and covered her head again.
"Come on Trevor, let's go," John said winking to Trevor.
"Right then. Night Sasha," he said and they shuffled their feet to the door. They didn't leave though.
They took off their shoes and tip toed on sock feet to her. With a nod from John, they both sat on her. She yelped and kicked at both of them.
"I'M UP!" she said attempting to swat John off of her legs. Trevor moved the blanket from her head and looked down from his perch on her back.
"Uncle?" he asked merrily.
She growled at him but nodded.
Both boys got up and she sat up hurriedly glaring at them. She wrapped the blanket around her like a cloak and walked past them to her room and closed the door. She crashed on her bed, still with the sheets pulled over it and slept soundly with her blanket-cape.
^*^*^^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Ok, I know, this isn't that exciting. Next chapter I promise!
Track was a bitch, just so everyone knows... man for some reason I can find my air in the water better than in the air. I dunno why, it's bizarre!
^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
"THIS GAME'S WINNER IS......ROY!"
It flashed in red letters on the screen as Sasha did her happy dance around the lounge. Trevor shook his head and dropped the Nintendo Game Cube controller. Sasha had challenged him to it when he said that no one could beat him. She proved him wrong in Super Smash Brothers. For a while it was close, but she was toying with him. He challenged her using her powers and she dismissed it. So he just smiled as she danced about.
She stopped and turned around. John and Amber were standing in the doorway. Her face went a deep crimson that would have put her eyes to shame. John shook his head and sat down next to Trevor. He picked up the controller and they started a new game.
Amber grabbed Sasha's arm when the boys were occupied and dragged her out of the room. Jessica was waiting outside the door and they pulled her up into the room that Jessica and Amber shared. They plopped her on the bed and stood expectantly like parents waiting for an explanation. She smiled and mocked their pose.
"I'm sorry mom, what did I do this time?" she mocked.
"What's going on with you and Trevor?" Jessica asked in an accusing tone.
"Trevor?" asked Sasha, playing dumb.
"Uh yeah, that boy who practically worships the ground you walk on and with whom you aren't exactly stealthy in your flirting with?" Amber said smiling.
Sasha felt her face redden for the second time that day.
"I KNEW IT!" Jessica exclaimed and sat down next to her on the bed.
"Spill!" both squealed.
Sasha suddenly found the hem of her jeans very interesting.
A smile crept on her face to accompany the blush and the twinkle in her eyes.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^
"So when are you going to move in on her?" John asked quite frankly and out of the blue.
"Who?" Trevor questioned intensely focused on the game.
"WHO?!?! God above Trevor! Sasha!!!" John said forgetting the game entirely.
Trevor lost interest in the game and looked at John.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Christ Trevor, she's like right there! Ask her out!"
Trevor spun for the door but Sasha wasn't in it.
"No man, not in the door....she's most definitely in to you, you're gonna let it go to waste?" John said exasperatedly.
John's comment met silence.
"Whatever man," John said and went back to playing. Trevor wasn't as into the game as he was earlier. He had a lot to chew upon.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Sasha wandered outside in the woods alone. She had let her wings free and was waiting for darkness to fall so she could use them as they were made for doing.
She sighed and sat in a tree watching the sun slowly set. 'Set faster you! I don't see how people find this soothing! I just wanna fly!' she thought angrily.
"Why are you out here by yourself?" Trevor asked from the ground, pulling Sasha from her threats to the sun and the rest of the celestial cycle.
She smiled down at him.
"Watching the sunset. Waiting to fly," she said as he grabbed the branch and pulled himself up. He sat down next to her and they watched the sun sink.
"Do you ever be like a hawk or something and fly? I think its so much fun, its like driving-"she began.
"You mean speeding?" he interjected with a smile. Sasha's driving was notorious. She sped faster than even Logan did. She had stolen Scott's motorcycle 7 times, his Tracker 3 times and his Vette twice.
She smiled devilishly. "True, true."
They sat in a comfortable silence and her wings disappeared from sight. He looked at her confused and she just smiled and shrugged. Looking down, Trevor noticed two people walking below them. It was a girl and a boy from school. They were in the middle of a fight that would inevitably lead to a break up. They were infamous for their on-again-off-again relationship. Sasha rested her hand on Trevor's shoulder and they both disappeared from sight. They watched as if it was a soap opera as they fought. Their words were muffled but they got the general idea with the gestures that both were making. The girl was gesturing wildly and the boy just stood solemnly.
"I need some popcorn," Trevor leaned over and whispered. Sasha stifled her laugh with difficulty. The pair moved on and Sasha let go of Trevor's shoulder. The sun had long set and her wishes of flight were gone. She shivered involuntarily from the night chill and Trevor caught the slight movement.
"Let's head back, before they think we died or something," he said hopping down from the branch.
"Yeah, probably a good idea. I still haven't done my math yet. Have you?" she asked following suit and landing lightly on her feet.
"Yeah, need help on it?" he asked as they began to walk back to the mansion.
"If you would be so kind," she said with a smile.
^*^*^*^
Sasha had fallen asleep on the couch in the lounge while doing her math homework. Unfortunately (or maybe not) for Trevor, she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He had removed the book and pulled a blanket over her. He sat flipping channels with the volume low. Various infomercials about knives or hairdryers or pointless storage units flipped by as he sighed. Sasha's steady breathing was a slow rhythm as he settled on music videos.
John walked past the door in his Toucan Sam boxers and a black tee. He glanced in and continued on but stopped a few paces down. He took several steps backward and looked in the room. Trevor hadn't noticed his best friend staring in at him, and Sasha hadn't either for obvious reasons. He cleared his throat lightly and Trevor whipped his head around as quickly as the head on his shoulder would allow. John stood in the doorframe with a coy smile on his face. Trevor's face was white then he slid into a simile.
John walked in the room and sat on the coffee table in front of the couch.
"Did you do it?" John asked in a whisper.
"No," Tyler whispered back.
"Then explain the girl sleeping on you," John whispered accusingly.
"Check the book you're sitting on. She needed help,"
"With what? Cleaning out her mouth?" John scoffed and Trevor's eyes narrowed. A low growl came from his throat and John put up his hands defensively. "Kidding, kidding."
Sasha stirred slightly on Trevor's shoulder but didn't wake.
"So what are you going to do?" John whispered.
"About what? Her?" Trevor asked.
John nodded.
"Wait I guess," he whispered.
Sasha yawned and opened her eyes a crack. She mumbled a little and scrunched her eyes shut.
"Come on sleepy head," Trevor whispered and nudged her back awake.
"Mmmm noo..." she mumbled and slid behind him and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Wake up or we're leaving you here for Logan to find," John said.
She lifted the edge of the blanket to peer out at John. He met her slightly glowing red eyes before she blinked and covered her head again.
"Come on Trevor, let's go," John said winking to Trevor.
"Right then. Night Sasha," he said and they shuffled their feet to the door. They didn't leave though.
They took off their shoes and tip toed on sock feet to her. With a nod from John, they both sat on her. She yelped and kicked at both of them.
"I'M UP!" she said attempting to swat John off of her legs. Trevor moved the blanket from her head and looked down from his perch on her back.
"Uncle?" he asked merrily.
She growled at him but nodded.
Both boys got up and she sat up hurriedly glaring at them. She wrapped the blanket around her like a cloak and walked past them to her room and closed the door. She crashed on her bed, still with the sheets pulled over it and slept soundly with her blanket-cape.
^*^*^^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Ok, I know, this isn't that exciting. Next chapter I promise!