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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 13, 2007 20:38:02 GMT -5
"Pierce...Im blonde...Im beautiful...And im one of your best friends...Its my job to torture you like this," Natasha said peachily. Little did he know that she was only playing with his mind. He might do it, he might not. She would see just how far he would go. (dunno what to post  ) |
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 13, 2007 20:47:56 GMT -5
letting out a small laugh Pierce nodded his head "ya ya....i know. alright fine i'll do it, but what do i get?" he asked "i mean im risking my perfect reputation on his and not getting anything in return...besides a number? i dont think thats fair" with a sly smirk aimed at the bubbly blonde infront of him. "besides your torturing me if i do or dont go through with this...either way i want something more then just a number.."
that was probably the most you could get out of Pierce in one sitting, he wasnt the biggest talker in the world but he had his moments. some passed by slowly and others just sped by like it never happened. as he rested in his seat looking into the blue eyes of the blonde, he kept his smirk glued to his face
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 13, 2007 21:09:43 GMT -5
Narrowing her eyes and turning her head to the side slightly, Natasha locked her eyes on Pierce's. He may not have spoke much but he was definatly a negotiator, something Natasha wasn't necessarily good at. Negotiating. "What? A girls number isnt enough?" She asked in a sarcastic tone, "How bout I let you pick. Seeing as im torturing you?"
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 13, 2007 21:37:32 GMT -5
smirking like he had been for the past few minutes Pierce locked his eyes on her "if you say so....but just so you know...if im doing this, you gotta strip down to your birthday suit before we land. and i gotta see" laughing a bit he knew she would be in a slight shock "hey...you said i could choose remember? if you dont want to do that then you choose what i get besides the number of a cougar"
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 13, 2007 21:57:28 GMT -5
"Ha! See now thats where your wrong!" Natasha said, getting out of her own seat and moving to the empty one next to Pierce, "I said that I might strip down to my birthday suit as long as it wasn't you that was asking...And what do you know. Nothings changed." Tossing a wink his way, Natasha crossed one leg over the other, waiting to see if he could come up with anything else, "Your the one that wants something. I never said I wanted to give anything to you...Thats your choice what you get not mine."
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 13, 2007 22:04:43 GMT -5
"so you'll do it for every other guy but me...i see..." he shook his head "and how come im not as special?" asked the dark eyed boy as he followed her every move once she sat down beside him. "this is why i hardly talk to you, Claire and Hope...you all have the ability to screw with my mind without me even knowing." Pierce gave a slight chuckle as he turned his back to face the window that way he could properly look at Natasha
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 14, 2007 13:17:52 GMT -5
"Thats exactly right," Natasha said in an enthusiastic tone, "Its our job as your three best friends to mess with your mind. We wouldn't be friends if we didn't at least do that." Turning her body so her back was facing the isle, she studied the brunette boys face. Completely emotionless apart from the tiny smirk that had once occupied his lips
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 14, 2007 13:27:58 GMT -5
shaking his head somewhat as his dark eyes focused in on hers. "alright alright....but you still all pick on me more then Damien or Issac...what makes me so different from them?" it was true, most of the time the girls were trying to figure Pierce out. using tricks or mind games to try and win him over but they would never quite make it through. "give me a reason...come on" he pushed a bit more trying to find a reason as to why. he had to admit that the dark eyed boy was curious to know
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 14, 2007 18:02:50 GMT -5
Placing her hands in her lap, posture perfecting itself, Natasha couldn't help but giggle slightly. Pierce was easy to harass and although he probably hated it, the group...Or the girls rather, found it amusing because it was so easy to do. "Umm...Your name is Pierce Harman? And theres isn't? Your just easier to do it to. Damien's rarely around and Isaac is just as good at it as we are so its competition."
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 14, 2007 22:36:50 GMT -5
"wow dont i feel special than..." he said in an obivous sarcastic tone. "so because im easy, al lthree of you pick on me. wow, well there goes my selfesteam" giving her a little laugh as he looked at the back of the seat infront of him. of course he was joking around with her. turning back to the innocent blonde that sat next to him Pierce looked into her eyes. "i cant believe im about to do this..." giving a smirk as he stood up and made his way past Natasha and into the isle way where he then walked over to a burnette girl who was rather attractive.
after a few minutes of talking to the girl and her friend Pierce took out his phone. he presed the digits she had said to him into his phonebook then closed his phone and smiled to them. with a nod he then gave a slight wave before making his way back to the seat inwhich he had once occuiped. once seated he looked to his friend still holding a smirk on his face. as he pulled out his phone from his back pocket and flipped it open he then passed it over to Nat "so umm...is two numbers enough or do i have to get more?" turning his smirk into a small grin as he waited on the reaction of his friend
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 16, 2007 14:03:50 GMT -5
As the boy who had been her friend for four solid years, strayed off to find a willing girl to get a phone number friend, Natasha managed to let a few other words slip from her pink lips, "Your words not mine! Just keep that in mind. I Natasha Cohen did not say anything about you being easy." She gave a teasing smirk, knowing fair well that that statement could have been taken too ways. One of which was true, and the other...Not so much.
Having been given the high school stereotype of being a 'prom queen,' Natasha had the advantage of being under the watchful radar of many guys. She was an icon. One that followed suit of Marilyn Monroe. The famous 'dumb blonde' who had always been the apple of many guys' eyes. She could remember giving out a few numbers of her own, but not as easily as Pierce had been given that of not one, but two girls on the plane. How he did it with his quiet personality, invisible charm and surprisingly good looks was a mystery to Natasha, but impressive none the less.
Following him with her crystal blue eyes, Natash watched as Pierce put on a smile, took a seat next to her, and handed her his phone with the two numbers of the girls visible on the screen. Speechless for only a moment, Nat soon recovered from the shock and looked to her friend, "Nicely done Cassanova! I must admit...Your better than I thought. But you should expect a few more tests while were on this trip. Phone numbers is a start for beginners. By the time im done with you, you'll be better than better." Giving a wink, she gave him back his phone, got up and walked back to her own seat only to put her magezine back into her hands and finish reading her article.
It was only a matter of minutes before the planes intercom system rang out with a warning of when the plane would be leaving. With Isaac, Hope, Damien and Claire still missing, Natasha had a feeling she would be stuck with Pierce longer than anticipated.
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 16, 2007 22:40:33 GMT -5
"cassanova?" he gave a smirk towards the remark made but understood it none the less. "so am i like a 'grasshopper' than or something? personally i tihnk im better than what you give me credit for" lifting his shoulders slightly then relaxing them Pierce had skills but he wasnt that kind of guy. he didnt want to flaut them around and impress the girls, cause he knew in the end one of them was bound to hurt.
trailing his eyes on the girl as she moved back to her seat, Pierce looked down at the numbers he had in his phone. for a brief moment he slowed down time in his mind and pictured the 'what if ' like what if he kept the numbers than what? or what if he deleted them and chased after another dream, one that left him with something that he could love? after a few minutes of pondering these ideas in his mind Pierce looked over at the two girls for a moment before sitting back down in his seat. he pressed one button which ereased the two numbers on his phone, which he then put away in his pocket.
looking at his watch, Pierce realized they were a few minutes from actually leaving the city. so where were the rest of them? 4 of them were missing, and that wasnt good in the least. looking out the window Pierce questioned where they could be
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 17, 2007 0:05:18 GMT -5
"Oh i'm sure we'll realize it sooner or later that your better than we give you credit for Pierce...Its just going to take some convincing. That...I can't help you with," Natasha said quietly, tilting her head to one side. Now what kind of convincing could Nat possibly need? First off, she needed some convincing that Pierce could feel anything than more than just friendship towards her. The guy was like a rock, and in a way so was Natasha, but at least she showed some form of interest in the guy.
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Post by Pierce Harman on Feb 17, 2007 0:24:42 GMT -5
"convincing huh? alright i guess i could try" he shrugged with a bit of a laugh. he knew something was bound to happen on this vacation it was just a matter of with who and what were they going to do? he also knew that with the help of his friends they would have many memories that would indeed last a life time. but who knows what was instore for them...as much as Pierce wanted to know what was coming his way at the same time he liked the mystery of not knowing.
considering both seniors were sitting alone once again, Pierce arose from his seat and took the empty seat next to Natasha. "so ummm when am i gunna see something spontanious out of you Cohen? i mean ive dont something crazy...i do believe you should too just so you..." he paused giving a smirk towards her eyes as he leaned back in the chair "..dont feel left out"
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Post by Natasha Cohen on Feb 17, 2007 14:28:58 GMT -5
Jumping slightly as Pierce wandered in front and took a seat next to her, Natasha gave up and slipped her magezine into the back pouch of the chair in front of her, and turned to look at the boy. "What do you mean...Left out? I don't feel left out," She said with a smirk, "Why would I feel left out after taking part in that little stunt? But if you don't mind me asking...What exactly did you have in mind?"
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