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Robert Alamain
Posted: Nov 26 2011, 02:35 AM


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It felt like only yesterday that the school year had begun, when in reality it was only eight months ago. Now was the time for exams, school functions, applying for college or university, and of course don't forget prom. Everyone was buzzing about it, even those who weren't going. The entire school was on Prom alert, posters littered the walls, while flyers were passed out to each and every student, on more then one occasion. Zachary himself had about ten different flyers shoved into his locker, a few in his backpack, a few at home. Yes, the teenager had thought about going to Prom. In fact he already knew with whom he planned on going with, whether she wanted to or not. They were going together and they would have the best time ever.

Book bag slung over one shoulder, the seventeen year old sauntered down the semi deserted school hallway, his two best friends, Kyle and Jacob on either side of him. All three boys were deep in discussion about last nights basketball game, where their school had lost horribly. More then horribly, they'd been creamed. Laughing stalk of the stadium. But of course, both Kyle and himself were on the school's basketball team, which only made things worse. The looks the two teenagers got as the wandered side by side down the halls weren't the nicest. No, the entire team was being treated like that, whether you were actually on the court or not. No one could explain why they had lost the way they did, not even the coach. The other team had wiped the floor with them, then brought them back to clean it up. It had been embarrassing. Robert, his dad had just told him to ignore it. That they'd play better next time, and then insisted the large family of eight all go out for dinner; of course not one of the six kids could protest that, nor could Chloe.

As the three teenagers wandered towards the open door of the schools auditorium, Falling by The Civil Wars, flooded into the hallway. Which only meant someone was practicing something in there. It wasn't until the boys had passed the auditoriums open doors, did Zachary in fact caught a glimpse of the girl on stage. He knew right then and there, the moment he spotted that red hair, who it was. Who besides his best friend would be practicing anything at this time of day, in school none the less? That and not many people in their school had such impeccable taste in music. Stopping mid step, the seventeen year old backtracked till he was standing in the open doorway, simply watching his friend - no correction, the girl he had thing for, dance gracefully across the stage. Hey, guys. I'll catch up with you later. He called over his shoulder, blue eyes not once leaving the teenage girl on stage. Of course, the moment Zachary disappeared into the auditorium both Kyle and Jacob let out a wolf whistle as they two backtracked, watching as their friend approached the stage. With a grin from each and a shrug of there shoulders, both boys went on there way once again discussing last nights game.

Oi! Longstocking. Zachary called, grinning from ear to ear as he leaned against the edge of the stage, his book bag long discarded on one of the many seats closer to the door. You're Pas de trois is off. With that he happily bounded up the stairs of the stage over to her, stopping about ten feet away. That way she couldn't swat at him for interrupting her.

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Adelie Carson
Posted: Dec 1 2011, 06:57 PM


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NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
Piper knew exactly how long school was taking. She was a meticulous young woman who was careful to stay aware of these types of things, and this year certainly didn't feel like it had passed in the blink of an eye. The end of it was coming up, and she couldn't be more thrilled. No school meant more time to practice, more time to read what she wanted instead of what she was assigned, more time doing what she wanted instead of what she had to slog through to get to doing what she wanted. School was a necessary evil, and Piper worked hard enough at it merely to get it over with. Besides. She wanted good grades because she wanted to go good places. Skill wasn't the only thing that got you into the schools she was looking at, even if it was more important. Grades were necessary, for Julliard at least. They certainly weren't going to hurt her as she applied at the California Ballet School and the American School of Ballet. Everyone else may have been focused on prom, but Piper's mind was consumed with a different type of dance.

The kids were all home today, which left the house too loud, and it was still an hour before she could go to her favorite practice studio. Still, Piper wanted to practice. School wasn't an ideal place for it, but it was an acceptable. The auditorium was never in use on Friday afternoons, so armed with her iPod and a docking station, she'd slipped in there and spent twenty minutes reading 'The Alchemist' waiting for the building in general to clear out of people her age. She didn't feel like having people coming in and seeing what she was up to. After deeming the amount of time waited appropriate, she got up and set up her small music station, getting her shoes on, taking the stage and pressing play.

It was an exercise her teacher had given her to keep working on. Pick a song, do choreography, tell a story and do it well. That had literally been her instructions, but Piper was the type to run with that. Immediately, she'd gone to her mother for a list of songs. She knew that way she'd get everything, current and older music, and her mom knew well enough to only pick music that was danceable and full of soul to be expressed. As usual, Piper hadn't been disappointed, and had gone with 'Falling' by the Civil Wars, a set of musician's she'd grown up listening to. Expressing the story of heartbreak and love losing each other was a task she'd taken to with fervor. Her choreography was full of slow movements and very specific extensions. Her mother had cried the one time Piper had showed her what she'd come up with. Another reason to avoid doing it at home.

She was practicing her routine for the third time when Zachary came in, screaming the nickname she despised. The song was only half way through, and she wasn't going to stop for his sake. The only way she acknowledged him was flicking her middle finger up in his direction as her arm moved back his way during an arabesque. She pretended he wasn't there, it was easy enough except he kept talking, and not just talking, attempting to joke with her about doing something wrong. She was going to kill him. He stayed out of her dancing space, she finished as the song ended, and then she turned around, glaring at him. With three long strides she was in front of him, and she brought up a leg as if she was going to kick him in the face, stopping her foot just in front of his nose. "How many times," she began slowly, staying with her leg up in a threatening fashion, her eyes slits, "Have I told you not to interrupt me while I'm practicing? You don't even know what a pas de trois is." obviously. This wasn't a dance of three and even if it had been, it was unlikely she would have been off about it. He got under her skin so bad sometimes.



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Robert Alamain
Posted: Dec 4 2011, 10:36 PM


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Having a large family made it difficult to do anything that needed quiet, solitude, concentration. On top of the two step siblings he'd gained the moment his dad and Chloe had married, he'd also gotten three half siblings. Being the oldest of six was hard, but he wouldn't change it for the world. He loved his brothers and sisters. As annoying as they could get sometimes he was there big brother no matter what, he had to love them. Since he knew what it was like having what seemed like a million people running through your house at once, he understood how Piper felt. She needed to focus, practice her dancing. Much like he needed to practice basketball. They were in the same boat. She couldn't concentrate when her siblings were running around, nor could he even attempt to practice any shots without Jesse coming out to steal the ball. Andrew did as well, but it was much easier to forgive a four year old then it was a twelve year old. Or if one of the girls came out to ask him something. He couldn't get mad at his baby brother or sisters, nor could he get mad at Jesse either. But still he at least could play a game of one on one with the twelve year old. But when he wanted to be alone? There was just no point in even trying to practice at home.

He knew how much being interrupted, especially by him, got under her skin. Which was one of the many reasons he did it so often. Not just by calling her the nickname he'd dubbed her when they were six. Her reaction alone to the nickname amused him. Heck her reactions to any of his teasing, amused him. He'd expected the finger, something he often saw from her. But the moment the song had ended, he wasn't expecting her to march over to him and practically kick him in the face – only she didn't really. But it still scared the shit out of him, causing the seventeen year old to let out what sounded like something between the sound of a dying walrus mixed with a baby. It wasn't pretty. But he couldn't stop it. He thought she was actually going to kick him, right in the face. He liked his face, it was pretty. The money maker.

You don't even know what a pas de trois is. He mimicked, once he got his composure back from his little freak out. Of course his gaze remained on the leg that was still in his face. Not the best idea she'd had around him. He knew she was aware of his fascination with her legs. Really, could you blame him? They seemed to on forever and ever. He could stare at them forever, if she'd let him. Usually he only got in a few minutes of leg time before she gave him that look or hit him. Nice legs, er well leg. But do you think it's smart to keep it in my face? You know how I feel about your legs. He murmured, not once taking his gaze off of her leg. The way her muscles tightened as her leg remained extended, the way her calf curved perfectly, the little dip under her knee cap, the way.. Blinking several times he snapped back into reality as he backed away from her, to avoid a possible foot in the face for pretty much day dreaming about her leg. Really. I think you should put your leg down before I do something I may or may not regret.

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Adelie Carson
Posted: Dec 6 2011, 06:41 PM


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SWEET DISPOSITION
NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
There were a lot of reasons that Zachary and Piper were best friends. Although if you asked anyone but them or their parents they probably would just stand there blinking, say 'uhm' a lot, and possibly in the end ask quietly, 'you mean they don't hate each other?' It frequently seemed like that would be the case, but never in all their lives had it been a truth. Being the oldest of large families was just the start, and it wasn't what had brought them together initially as children. However, as they'd grown, that had certainly become a bond. Zachary was one of the people who saw her caring side, which came out when she was around her family and his, sometimes even when she was with just him, although if that happened it was imperative that they were alone. The oldest in them both kicked in automatically around kids, especially their siblings or even each others, and they tag teamed like nobodies business during babysitting. It was just one of their many connections.

The finger wasn't just for the nickname, it was for his presence in general. Partly for the nickname, but she didn't want to give him a lot of satisfaction about that. It was annoying, it had been since middle school, yet he would never ever drop it. If she ignored it he would leave it alone for a while, and that's what she enjoyed. If she got all riled up over it, then he got worse about it. It was like dealing with a little kid. Don't react and they get bored. His reaction to nearly being kicked in the face was priceless, however. She burst into laughter at the sound, and continued to do so as he tried to mock her. It didn't work at all. He didn't know what a pas de trois was, and as far as she was concerned he was just admitting it. Then he started staring.

"It is, isn't it?" she said, now feeling a bit like teasing him. She lifted her arms up, bringing them to her leg, her hands wrapping around her foot, her chin resting on her knee with a smirk on her lips. It killed Zachary when she showed off how flexible she was just for shirts and giggles. She let go of her foot and pointed her toe, tapping his nose with it, before lowering her leg. It wasn't really to make anything easier on him, she just didn't feel like balancing that way anymore. "You'll do nothing and that's that." she told him breezily. He was her best friend, nothing was all he was allowed to do. "So what are you doing here? Besides being irritating and keeping me from practicing, obviously." Statements like that were why people thought they hated each other. Or, really, why people probably thought she hated him. It wasn't the case at all, and she said it matter of factly, no actual irritation present.



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Robert Alamain
Posted: Dec 8 2011, 12:04 AM


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The majority of his friends often thought the two hated each other. But their relationship was far from that. They were best friends, had been since they were five years old. Always would be. Kyle and Jacob were the exception. They knew how Zachary felt about Piper, they had always known. Really anyone could tell it wasn't like the boy tried to hide his feelings for his fiery hair best friend. The only one who really didn’t notice – or she chose not too was Piper herself. Zachary easily got under her skin, on purpose of course. Although sometimes he really didn't mean too. Yet at the same time, he had his moments – much like the one now that he did it just to bug her. Okay so she scared him at times when she got all stubborn and took after her mom, but still that hadn't once ever stopped him from acting the way he did, now did it?

She was a horrible person. Teasing him. Full aware what it did to him. God, she bugged him sometimes. Then again every time she did, it was his own fault. He was the one who was staring – something he often did. It wasn't his fault... was it? Scrunching up his face as her toe touched his nose, he wiped the back of his hand across the tip of his nose as he made a face at her. With a roll of his eyes he shrugged his shoulders. Yeah, sure. That's what you think. He was to much of a goof – not to mention she was his best friend, to actually do anything without her permission. He didn't enjoy getting hit. Not at all. Blinking rapidly he stared at her again. Why was he here. He'd forgotten. Uh. You know, I was hanging out with Kyle and Jacob, you know boy stuff. Or well Jacob was making fun of us for last nights game. Okay so that wasn't the real reason he was here. If it had been he would have kept on walking the moment he'd heard the music. But, no he hadn't he'd left his best friends to go bug the girl he liked.

Clearling his throat, he stepped away from her as he glanced around. No really. That's not the reason. Grinning sheepishly, he stepped towards her again – once again closing the space between them. So. How about it Longstocking. You and me at prom? Yeah, he went there. Asking her the most uncool way ever. He didn't do these kind of things. Where did one even begin with asking the girl you liked to prom?

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Adelie Carson
Posted: Feb 20 2012, 02:08 AM


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SWEET DISPOSITION
NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
Not that Piper cared what other people though, but she did often dismiss people as idiots when they thought she and Zachary weren't the best of friends. Certainly they were a...special breed, or something like that. You were supposed to outwardly like each other more than they did, or so Piper had heard. And by heard, really, it was more like had been scolded about ceaselessly by Kyle and Jacob. Those two really did have a lot invested in Zachary and Piper's relationship, considering they were neither Zachary nor Piper. She'd had ballet classmates ask as well, but those she brushed off a little easier with a snapped and very firm, mine. Because he was. And she was his. However they acted, at the end of the day, that was the truth and it had been since they were small.

He started it, which meant Piper felt no remorse. It wasn't her fault her legs did things to him. Not that she even really believed it. Zachary just joked like that. She did have to smack him for staring though. They'd grown up together, it often baffled Piper when he could at her like she was something new, or something interesting. He'd watched her through all of her stages of life, and he would for the rest of them. Life without Zachary was an unbearable idea that never, ever occured to her. But she still didn't get it. He'd seen her legs their whole lives, and sure, they were ballet legs and quite good, but he stared a lot. He ought to have been used to them by now. "Right, boy stuff. Ah, well...Jacob isn't exactly in the wrong. But it'll be better next time. Are you okay about it?" She'd been at the game, and it had been fairly brutal. She hadn't gone with Zachary and his family for ice cream, opting to hug him once when it was over and go home herself. Much as she may tease him and callhim annoying and tell him to go away, he was her best friend, and she didn't want him upset. Sometimes games were lost. It was how life works.

"Oh." She felt a little silly asking all that, then. But she also didn't care. He'd respond to what he wanted to, or what he didn't want to. He was close, then. Not unnaturally so for them. They were the types to walk around with linked arms, and she was almost always on his shoulder during movies. The expression was a little different than normal. She scowled at his use of the acursed nickname, then her eyebrows shot into her bangs. Prom? What the fuck. She blinked rapidly a few times, then she rolled her eyes. "Yea, right. Very funny, Zachary." Even for one of his jokes, this was a bad one.



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Robert Alamain
Posted: Feb 29 2012, 03:57 PM


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It was no one’s fault her legs did things to him. Well okay, you could blame him, but it wasn’t like he wanted her legs to do things to him. Any other girl’s legs, he was fine with. He could stare at them for days. But the first mention, or even look at Pipers and he turned to mush. It was weird. But that had never stopped him. Part of that was, he couldn’t stop. She was his best friend, she and her legs were always around. That and both Jacob and Kyle liked to talk about them just as much as; if not more, any other girls. Mostly to bug him, because they knew how he reacted to them. It was like her legs, were to beautiful long and slender curses that he couldn’t help but look at. Shrugging, he smiled. ”Meh. It happens. You win some. You lose some. It’s a sports thing. But you know, Jacob just liked to rub it in our faces. He should really try it for once, see how we feel. Then again, he’s the worst at sports. So maybe not. But yeah… We lost big deal. I’m over it. I just wish others would as well.” At least when he was with just Kyle, they didn’t bring up that game. The same with his family and Piper. It just wasn’t brought up at all. Then again, basketball in general hardly came up in a conversation between him and Piper.

Yea, right. Very funny, Zachary. Not only did the ear to ear grin fall from his face at her words, his heart sunk. She thought he was joking? His reaction alone easily showed he was upset. He stepped away from her, creating a bigger gap then before, the smile no longer on his face. Casting his gaze down to his feet, he wiggled his toes with a frown. Where and how did he even begin to explain that he was in fact being one hundred percent serious. That this wasn’t a joking matter. Normally, in any other moment he would have been joking. But not about this. No, he wanted to go to prom with her, more than anything. ”Yea, you’re right. Funny… Ha. Ha. Gotcha.” Forcing a smile, his eyes met hers, but as he spoke both his smile and voice cracked at his attempt of a laugh. Rubbing a hand across the back of his neck nervously, his shoulders heaved in a sigh. ”I probably won’t even go. It’s stupid. What is even the point of prom? An excuse to have an after party where everyone gets drunk, high or laid. Like I said stupid.” As upset as he was at her thinking he was joking, he was doing his best to brush it off. Act like he was in fact joking. But if she knew him as well as she did; which was a given, seeing how they’ve known each other since they were five years old, she’d easily be able to tell.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, he forced out another smile; this one bigger than the last, as he shuffled on the spot. ”So.. Uh. What were you practicing for, you know before I interrupted?” See, totally trying to brush off the prom subject. By of course changing the subject itself. Maybe she wouldn’t notice that he was upset. Maybe she would? Either way, he didn’t’ want to talk about it. He wanted to go with her, because he liked her as more than just a friend and he had to go and ask in her in the stupidest way possible. He could have at least done something cheesy and cliché. But, no, he had to go and just asked bluntly. Not if she was going, or if she already had a date, but straight up prom, you and me? It was a tad rude, even he knew that.

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Adelie Carson
Posted: Apr 12 2012, 06:49 PM


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NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
She nodded. She got sports, really she did. The only one she bothered with, besides ballet (which wasn't a sport necessarily, but try telling a ballerina what they do isn't hard or competeitive) was basketball. Not for school or anything, just for fun. Zachary couldn't even take the blame for it, although they'd grown up playing it together. Grady had liked basketball, and once Adelie had told Piper that, Piper decided to like it too. She would watch it on TV as a little girl, picking her favorite teams by their jersey colors and how kind the players looked, and learning the terms by osmosis. By the time she was ten she'd been on a couple of community teams for fun, was excellent at it when they played in school, and was legitimately invested in the Golden State Warriors. "True enough. Jacob barely knows how to run in a straight line." Much as she loved him, and really, she did love Zachary's male best friends, she felt protective over him in this. "They'll get over it. Especially when you dominate at the next game." as much as it was building Zachary up, Piper said it nonchalantly, a statement ringing with truth.

Because that's what Zachary did. He went out onto that court, and he danced in his own way. Threading his way down it, faking out the other team, passing the ball between the guys on his own team, and generally speaking making more baskets than anyone else. It was a gift and a talent, and Piper had watched it all her life. Everyone had off nights. The only problem with being the star of the team meant it left Zachary with loads of pressure. He worked hard at his sport, for his team and for himself, and even though he said he was over it, that wasn't likely. This loss would drive him harder towards his next victory, but until then, he wouldn't let it go completely.

Since she'd just been scoffing at him, Piper was still looking at Zachary when her response hit him and everything about his features changed. While it was obvious enough anyone would be able to see it, not everyone had deaf grandparents and family, plus a mother who insisted on using ASL on a daily basis. Piper was more attuned than almost anyone she knew to reading expressions, and that one was more than unusual for Zachary. Tact was for the patient, and she said, "That's bullshit, that is." she'd also picked up a few speaking habits from her English step father over the years. She knew Zachary and that he was lying, poorly, the only way he knew how, through his teeth and to her face. He couldn't expect to get away with it.

"What are you saying? You've been talking about prom for weeks, all three of you. Going on about dates and bad dancing and worse food. You're into all those high school experiances. You love that shit. Even if it's stupid, you want to go, you always want to go, so don't give me that." She said, not quite chaiding him but certainly sounding incredulous. She couldn't think of a good reason for his sudden change, or for him to start lying to her. It was annoying. "Whats wrong?"s she asked, softening, deliberately losing some of her typical edge so that he'd open up to her. It was a reflex at this point to be harsh and point blank with people. Her honesty was a personal policy, as well as a defense mechanism. Her sarcasm was too. People rarely saw the wall drop with her, half of her boyfriends never even had. Zachary was one of the priviliged few it happened around. She ignored his obvious, terrible attempt at subject change, crossing her arms in worry and taking a step closer to him.

As far as she knew, there wasn't anything they couldn't talk about.

She knew very little.



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Robert Alamain
Posted: Apr 22 2012, 09:34 PM


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That's how it was when you grew up with someone, you learned to appreciate the things they other loved. Although Piper's likeness for basketball was very different from that of Zachary's for ballet. Basketball was a form of connection between Piper and Grady (it was with Zachary and Robert as well, but again it was different), as where Zachary had only learned to tolerate; maybe even love in some form, ballet because of Piper. He had grown up watching her dance, as she had watched him play. Just as she had gone to every game, he'd gone to every performance. They both supported each others goals and dreams. Ballet to Piper was what basketball was to Zachary – everything. When he was on the court, she the stage it was like nothing else mattered in the world. The game, the dance that's where there minds were one hundred percent until the very end. When it came to down time, when it was just them hanging out, often they still found themselves playing a game or two of basketball. It was much easier then trying to get Zachary to dance. He had two left feet, expect when on the court. ”Run? He can barely walk in one.” He loved Jacob like a brother, but the guy wasn't deemed the class clown for nothing. A lot of there classmates simply thought Jacob's clumsiness was all part of an act, but Zachary and Piper knew better. ”Well, as long as my good luck charm is there cheering me on then yes.” He said with a sheepish grin. She'd been at the last game, and that hadn't gotten them to win. But either way, win or lose, Zachary didn't care. As long as when he took a moment to look up into the stands he saw her, he was happy.

He never did get over losing a game. It was the fire that drove him to play harder, run faster, push the rest of the team. Even though he says he's fine, it was all a lie, she of all people would know that. Ho many ties had she seen him stay well after a game; staring regretfully at the basket, or practicing his layups or three pointers? To many. There had even been a few times when Robert would have to call Adelie late a night to see if Piper could come knock some sense into the boy, because a loss felt like a stab to the heart to Zachary. Like everything he'd ever worked for and more was being ripped away from his grasp for ever. Piper was really one of the only people that could manage to calm him down. Without her, he'd just stare up as his ceiling the game playing over and over in his mind until eventfully he fell asleep and slept it off, then all would be well in the world again. At least until next time.

He was stupid to think she wouldn't notice his reaction, she knew how to read people, body language better then anyone he knew. Of course she'd be able to tell he was upset. Then again, so could anyone else. He wasn't very good at lying nor hiding his emotions. Like the time a few years ago, he'd found out Jacob had a crush on Piper. He'd given his best friend a black eye over that. That was in fact the very day his own crush on his childhood friend had been discovered by his two best mates. Piper was off limits, to the pair of them, he'd made that very clear the moment his fist came in contact with skin. Yes, he had over reacted a lot to Jacob's crush, but both boys got over it. When it came to Piper, Zachary got jealous easy. Blame it on growing up with her, watching her become this beyond amazing young women. Or well you could blame it on his feelings for her. He never reacted well to finding out she had a boyfriend, or if any of his friends mentioned how good looking she was. He didn't like it. She was his, as he was hers. Anything else was unthinkable. He'd always be jealous of the guys in her romantic life; because he wanted nothing more then to be them.

She was calling him out on his bullshit, oh god. Lying to her was hard enough as it was, but to have her call him out on it? He was utterly doomed. He might as well just cave and tell her everything right then and there, after all she did deserve to know, right? As she closed the gap he'd only created moments ago, he heaved another sigh. Why did she had to be so close, smell so good. Why couldn't she just go away. Oh yeah, he was the one who had intruded on her. To do the very thing he'd only done moments ago, ask her to prom. Of course she wasn't going to go away. Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans, he frowned, bringing his gaze to meet hers. ”I'm saying that I don't want to go.” Liar. He was really bad at this. Maybe once this was over, he could get Kyle to teach him how to lie, at least to her of all people. It was scary how easily she got under his skin, how well she knew him. What's wrong?. She did not just ask him what was wrong. Oh no, but she did. Gulping, his brows furrowed. Why couldn’t' she just figure this out on her own. Why were feelings so stupid, and hard to get out? Why couldn't his relationship with her just stayed platonic? It just wasn't in the cards, that's why. He was meant to have feelings for her, always had. You could say it had been fate that brought the pair together in the sandbox when they were five, how they both found out they had a dead parent. How their parents had bonded over that fact, how they had bonded over that fact. Licking his lips, he glanced down at his feet once again before speaking as softly as he could, praying she wouldn't actually hear him.

You.

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NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
Zachary couldn't dance. What he'd done today, in his mockery of her movement, had been about as close as he'd ever been able to get. When they were younger, Piper had tried to get him to practice with her, but he'd ended up being useful only as a bar, someone to dance around and to catch her if she needed it. She'd hold his arm while she swung her leg up high, learning the balance of it all until she didn't need to hold onto him at all. Adelie had always liked basketball well enough, but Piper mostly kept it as a connection to her father, and to her best friend. She laughed at the jibe towards Jacob, but really, it was true. Then she rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not lucky. Just always there." she told him for the millionth time. piper didn't believe in luck, she thought it deminished people's actual hard work by playing some guessing game. She saw why other people would like the thought of it, she just personally didn't.

It was because Piper knew where Zachary was coming from that she could get him out of his head when it was so necessary to do so. They were both hard workers, too hard sometimes. Piper dealt with loss better than Zachary did, because what they worked hard on was different. Sometimes, she just wasn't the best dancer for a role. She'd come to learn to accept that, when it was actual fact. When it wasn't as she still lost out, then there were problems. Instead, Zachary felt like he had to carry his whole team, like if he did something incorrectly everyone suffered. Piper didn't agree with that. It was just as much the teams job to be good and to support him and get to victory together, and it bothered her that none of the other boys cared like Zachary did. Luck or not, she was certainly a sleeping charm for him. She couldn't count the times they'd fallen asleep on his bed when she'd finally gotten him to calm down about whatever was wrong.

While Piper could easily see that Zachary was upset, she was sadly not a mind reader and could not follow his train of thought that had gotten him upset. Despite knowing each other as well as they did, this had happened multiple times in their relationship and threw her for a loop almost every time. If he wouldn't tell her what was going on she couldn't understand or fix it, and it left her feeling like an idiot. "But you're lying. Why?"

Although Piper didn't hear him since she didn't have the greatest ears, she had another trick up her sleeve that Zachary should have known about. Her grandparents, two our of her three sets, were deaf. She didn't do it with enough fluency to get by in the world, but Piper read lips enough to know a simple word like you. She stepped back in surprise. "Me? What have I done?" she asked, dumbfounded. She absolutely did not understand.



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Getting him to dance was like trying to teach a fish to breath without water. Impossible. Dancing and Zachary just didn't go. They never would. Swaying to the music he could do, the occasional slow dance, yes. But anything that actually required coordination and rhythm? Forget it, it wasn't happening. ”No. You are lucky. Whether you'll admit it or not. You are my good luck charm.” He told her often, maybe to often. But he truly believed she was. Maybe it was the boost of confidence he felt when he knew she was in the crowd watching him play. Either way, having her there seemed to work in most cases. She may not agree, nor did a lot of people; including half his team mates, but again he didn't care. Piper was his good luck charm, she always had been, always would be.

If anything Zachary took after his father in so many ways more so than his mother. Both men were terrible at hiding there feelings. It was sort of a family trait, being easy to read. Zachary was the worst of all, especially when it came to being around Piper. She knew him like the back of her hand, could read him easier then anyone. Lying to her face was never going to work, he knew that. Yet, here was trying his best to keep up with this lie he'd started about not wanting to go to prom. About how stupid it was. ”Stop saying I'm lying, because I'm not. I don't want to go, really, I don't.” It was all lies, every single word that came out of his mouth. He was lying, wanted to go to prom. More hten anything he wanted to go, with her. All three boys had been talking about prom since they'd started the school year. About all the bad dancing, the bad music, the bad food, how fun it would be to watch people make asses of themselves whilst trying to spike the punch bowl. He wanted to do it all, yet here he was lying through his teeth about it.

She honestly had no clue what he was talking about. He knew there was a possibility that she wouldn't know, how could she? But he at least thought with all the teasing he got from both Kyle and Jacob she would have some idea. Running a hand over the back of his neck he took two steps away from her. ”You really don't any idea?” It was a question he already knew the answer too, yet still felt the need to ask. Of course she didn't have any idea, or else she wouldn't be asking what she had done. Shaking his head, he sighed. ”Nothing. You haven't done nothing. It's me, not you.” Did he really just pull out the it's me, not you card? God he was so stupid, he wanted to punch himself right then and there. ”I mean, fuck. You haven't done anything wrong Piper. Honestly, it's me. Its... I... Are you sure you have no idea?” Why was he finding this so hard? Just spit out boy. It wasn't like he was admitting having feelings for someone for the first time ever, but this was Piper. His Piper, it was different.

Eyes drifting closed, he took a deep breath, counting to three before exhaling. ”You know how Kyle and Jacob tease me for supposedly having a crush on you? Well.... What I'm trying to say is, that I... Fuck it. Piper. I like you. As in like like you. I want to go to prom with you, because I like you.” Dropping his gaze to his feet he sighed once again. ”There. I said it, now you know.” Right then and there he wanted nothing more then for the floor to open up and swallow him whole.

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NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
She rolled her eyes, but said nothing. Piper knew better than to argue the point. Athlete's as a group were often superstisious, Piper had learned that from Kyle and well as the boy before her. She'd dated a football player for a month her freshman year who believed matching socks were unlucky. He'd only lasted a month, and he was a junior at the time so she only had to see him for a year after she broke up with him, but she'd never seen him in socks that were the same. According to him, some sets of actively mismatching socks were extra good luck, and he wore them under his regulation uniform. If Zachary wanted to think Piper was lucky despite the fact that he lost games when she was around too, he could think whatever he wanted. She knew better, but she also understood the feeling of looking into a crowd and finding the face you wanted to see and the burst of confidence it could give you. That, at the very least, she'd never take away from him.

The more he lied, the more aggitated she was getting. He always caved, she knew he always caved when she pushed hard enough, but she hated pushing him til he broke. It made her feel like a bully, and he wasn't someone she wanted to do that to. It made her uncomfortable, and she felt mean. She was, of course, but rarely with Zachary did she actually feel like a mean person. "What brought on the huge change all of a sudden, then?" another tactic, she could use another tactic. If he was going to insist on lying she could at least try to find out why.

Did she have any idea? "No, I have suddenly ceased to know what is going on." she said, but she was serious. Or she thought she was. The real problem is that Piper had never started to know what was going on. She did not place Zachary in the same catagories that he placed her. She had not spent their entire high school career carrying a secret torch for him. At least, not one that she'd ever paid attention to or acknowledged. "But you just said..." Piper was lost, so lost now. He wasn't making any sense. It was his problem? That was fairly obvious, but not explanatory. "Zachary. I have no idea what's happening." she told him, crossing her arms in frustration and keeping her eyes on him. She might miss something if she looked away.

Her brown furrowed. She knew what Kyle and Jacob said. They yelled at her for being heartless and she snapped at them for being lunatics. She'd never taken them seriously, because Zachary always told her to ignore them, brush it off, they were crazy, etc. He'd shuffle it under the rug and shuffle away. But he dealt with more than just being teased about that in such a manner, so Piper had done just that. But now he was cursing, and more aggitated than she'd seen him get even over last nights loss. Then he said it. He dropped the bomb and he told the truth to his unattached, lifelong best friend who worked very hard not to depend on people. The world felt like it had a fissure, or like it was tipping. Zachary liked her. Asking her to prom wasn't a joke. Jacob and Kyle had been serious for years.

Piper took a step back, her eyes widening. But that wasn't enough, and she felt a little woozy. It was like a belly flop, it hurt and it stung but once you were under it wasn't so bad. Piper just needed to process, to think. Zachary liked her. She'd looked off to the left, dumbfounded, then back at him, then to the floor, when she decided it would be a really good idea to sit down. She stared ahead for a few seconds, crossing her feet at the ankles and wrapping her arms around her legs. Then she looked back up at Zachary, surprise still etched in her features. "Since when?" she asked. It was, in the moment, all she could think to say.



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Thankfully Zachary wasn't one of those athletes. The kind that refused to change there socks, underwear or even wash there uniform. That was just plain weird. He understood the whole hockey beard thing with the playoffs, but other then that anything else was just weird. He'd stick to thinking that his best friend – and the girl he liked, was a good luck charm. It was way better then not washing his socks, or worse, not to mention it was way more hygienic and appealing. It was more of a guy thing anyways. Not that girls didn't have there own forms of lucky charms, but they usually didn't go as far as wearing the same thing for months on end without washing it.

He always caved, it was impossible for him not too. He was a horrible liar. He always had been, and always would be. He wasn't good at it to begin with, but the moment a lie slipped out of his mouth he almost always gave it away. Be it with grinning like a fool, shuffling his feet, lose of eye contact. Growing up he tried his best to avoid lying to his father and step mother, because of the fact that anyone and everyone could tell he was lying – even from a mile away. It was so obvious you might as well stamp it right across his forehead. Even if she did push him, forced him to give in and admit the truth he never once thought of it as mean. She was just doing what she thought was right, trying to get the truth out of him before he managed to bottle it up and lock it deep away. Shrugging his shoulders, he sighed, as his feet nervously scuffed at the floor. ”Things.”

He already knew the answer to the question before she spoke. Of course she didn't know, how could she? It wasn't like he made his feelings for her completely obvious. Sometimes he did, yes. But she usually just shrugged it off. Then there was Kyle and Jacob, the two always made a point to mock him about his feelings. They were his best friends, it was there job to make sure he was happy, even if teasing him and embarrassing him in front of Piper was the way to do it. With every word he was making himself feel worse. He could no longer lie to her, not after saying it was her fault he was this way. He had to explain. No, he needed to explain himself. Which is why he rambled on about how it was him and not her, clearly trying to avoid actually admitting anything. It just wasn't working. Because one moment he was doing everything in his power to keep his feelings a secret, the next they were spilling from his very lips.

Rocking back and forth on his heels, he stared down at her, his eyes not once leaving her. He was nauseous, sweaty, nervous, maybe he should take a page out of her book and sit down himself. Before he passed out. The truth was out, there was no going back. She knew how he felt, that he really wanted to go to prom with her. That for years, his best friends weren't just joking, they were telling the truth. The truth about how he felt about her, something he'd kept to himself for years, because the timing was off, or something. He didn't want to risk their friendship, but there was nothing he could do about that now. She knew, the rest in her hands.

Rubbing sweaty palms against the fabric of his jeans, he frowned then sighed, then forced a smile on his on his face as she spoke. Since when?. Since when, she wanted to know how long he'd liked her? Maybe he should lie, deny liking her for as long as he had. He'd never pass a lie off though, not with her. She'd be able to lie. ”Sophomore year.” Almost three years. Yet to him it felt like only yesterday. He could even pin point the exact moment he'd figured out that he like his childhood best friend more then a friend.

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NEVER TOO SOON. OH, RECKLESS ABANDON LIKE NO ONE'S WATCHING YOU. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A KISS , A CRY, OUR RIGHTS, OUR WRONGS. A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD, A MOMENT, A LOVE, A DREAM, ALOUD. SO STAY THERE CAUSE I'LL BE COMING OVER AND WHILE OUR BLOOD'S STILL YOUNG, IT'S SO YOUNG, IT RUNS AND WON'T STOP TIL IT'S OVER, WON'T STOP TO SURRENDER. SONGS OF DESPERATION I PLAYED THEM FOR YOU. ----
She was ready to get downright argumentative over his useless answer of 'things'. That wasn't an explanation and he damn well knew it. Piper was not the type for games. It was why a lot of people were either intimidated by her or flat out didn't like her. She would say exactly what she thought about someone when provoked or simply asked. People were made up of their opinions, and she wasn't the type to hide hers. Zachary got evasive when he was uncomfortable. They worked in almost every other way, but they reacted differently to confrontation. He stood still, she barrelled forward. Whenever he got like this, she found it completely maddening.

But the situation escalated to the truth. It always did with them. Or so she'd thought, until right now, as she found he'd kept something from her for years. Piper thought back. Back to conversations with Kyle and Jacob, knowing looks that her mother and Rob would give each other, the way Zachary would blush over things that Piper didn't think twice about. She thought about his constant companionship, the way he'd hated all of her boyfriends, how she felt every time he had a girlfriend, and now she was trying to wrestle with all the feelings this admission was bringing up in her.

Sophomore yea. Piper wanted slightly to vomit. How could she have been so stupid? How could she never have known? Because he was always there, always hers, and never asking to be in that way. Piper was not the type of girl who needed to ask the guy out. Boys were interested in her, and often. Something about her ragingly bitchy self made them flock, but she was selective about who she picked back. Even then, they never lasted because she never truly wanted them to.

Who could it be different with?

She clung to her forearms to keep her arms from shaking, because the answer was standing in front of her, looking more upset than she'd ever seen him.

Piper closed her eyes and breathed deeply, thinking about it all. "God." she whispered. Sophomore year was a long time. It made her feel guilty. It made her think from a different perspective, the perspective of a jealous or hurt boy. Thought about the things she'd put him through without knowing it, the conversations with Jacob and Kyle telling her to back off or give it a rest. The way Zachary looked at her, only at her, no matter who he was dating or who liked him or what ever else was going on. They had each other. They always had each other. Piper sighed, opening her eyes and lifting her head to look at him again.

"Well...fuck. That's a long time." her stomach was full of knots, and possibly panthers. Butterflies weren't supposed to feel like you were being ripped up with nerves, right? Had to be panthers. Panthers were worse, but they were strong. "I guess the least I can do is go to the prom with you." she said quietly, resisting calling it 'the damn prom'. It was the dance she had something against, not Zachary, although she did not see herself enjoying it.

But she'd do anything for him.



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