and he took her hand ; ; keatie

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

So the big Masquerade was tonight, hm? This would be interesting. This little boy had ever attending an actual dressy party; so this would be a first for him. But so were a lot of things these days, right? Moving to the big city, meeting and hooking up with a French girl, and then taking her to a big fancy party. Wow, things were messed up now, weren't they? He used to be some kid from Minnesota; now he's another kid i New York City. He was excited. Very, very excited for this party coming up. He had lounged since work had gotten out; very comfortably lounged in his apartment. He lay sprawled on his thirty-dollar couch, shirtless, skinny jeans only. He hummed to a song he knew, strumming his acoustic guitar. Maybe he would finally write a song for her. He'd had it on his mind ever since he'd met her; but never really started.
His mind as a mess, anyway. Alex Martin wiggled his toes as he thought of a tune; finally thinking of some heart-felt words for her. Maybe he could sing them to her, and wrap it up in a big red box. Then he'd draw hearts all over it and mail it to her anonymously. But she would know who sent it; Alex of coarse. Keatie was his life right now, ever since she came over than night. He remembered it clearly now; she was scared and crying and soaking wet. He had already begun thinking of different ways he could sing this to her. It would be a little anthem; or something horribly corny like that.
Anyway, Alex had asked her to the Masquerade the next night, over a little dinner at her place. She was so happy, and accepted. Obviously. They'd slept together, and he could tell she was almost as crazy about him as she was for her. Life couldn't get better than this right then. But of coarse, the kid lost track of time. I know I said he was excited and all, and he was. But he got side traced easily. You know what I mean. He sat up, slid his phone open, and yawned. Shit. It was pretty late. He should probably get going. But then his other half was like, 'alllleeeeex. write down your song shit. you'll forget ittttt.' oh fuck. Torn between two halves of him. He scratched his head.
Oh whatever. The words would always come back to him. He darted to his room, opening the closet. Now where was that tuxxxx? It was his fathers, and it was geeky; but the kid went for geeky. He pulled it on, buttoning his tunic nicely. He looked at himself in his stand-up mirror constantly, he didn't want to look like a freak. He desperately hoped he didn't overdress. But by the end, he'd pulled on his white tuxedo with black bow-tie and waist-band. He liked it, plus it was his fathers so he'd ave to send pictures to him. Then his parents would be all 'OHHHH SHE'S SO CUUUTE, WHAT'S HER NAME?!' on Keatie. he'd shudder, but he loved his parents to death, and this wasn't a small deal for them. Sure he'd brought home a few girlfriends, but all of them were scene queens; and of coarse his parents liked them, because they loved Alex; and they trusted the kid.
So he slid his phone open, texing Keatie repidly.
u redy? ima come pick yas up nowwww x]
He said, smiling after he'd sent it. He left, maknig sure to grab his wallet and his mask. He stuck them in his back pocket, waving for a cab. He jutted his head into the window, speaking to the man. He had a great idea. But the cabbie man didn't agree; well he couldn't. He didn't speak English. So he waved another one, and another one. None would take him. So he sighed, swore, and began his walk. Oh wait.
He halted in the middle of the road, darting back for the sidewalk. She lived in the same complex as him. He grinned at his stupidity, waving crazily at a woman and her child that stared at him. He did look silly, he ahd to admit. Standing on the sidewalk with a tux on. He slid his chucks on the cement as he entered the building, texting Keatie again:
so maybe you should check your doorrr. He texted, grinning again as he finished. He stood outside her door, his arms wrapped behind him as he rocked on the heels of his chucks waiting for Keatie.

[keatie deville]

Can you see her, darlin'
She's planning your downfall

Keatie, quite frankly, hated waiting. Just as she was short in height, she also had a short temper and short patience. In fact, she had no patience really. But really, Alex was lucky this was a ball instead of anything else, because she had perfection to maintain. She had been in the bathroom all evening, trying to look absolutely gorgeous for Alex. Her baby blue, long and frilly dress was absolutely amazing; along with her pretty teal mask. Even her hair was in an extravagant hair do, with curls and clips. She really hoped she wasn't over dressed or anything. She was smacking her lips after reapplying her lip gloss for the hundredth time when she heard her cell beep.

u redy? ima come pick yas up nowwww x]

She smiled to herself? Picking her up as in walking too her apartment - next door? Haha. She just smiled and shook her head before setting the phone down. They could take her car, her pretty black car that she loved so much. She sighed after a couple of minutes. For saying she lived NEXT DOOR he sure was taking his time. She looked at herself again, grabbed her cell, and turned off the light in the bathroom before the cell beeped again. so maybe you should check your doorrr. A smile crept on her face, as she began walking towards where she HOPED he would be standing. God, she was insane about Alex after that one night, and never spoke to her friend after that either. She realized she didn't need people like that in her life, if anything.

But Alex treated her more like a princess then anything. Not like her father would, in the way that he would buy her stuff to make her love him - but in a way that Alex devoted all of his attention to her. And it wasn't like they ever had meaningless sex, it was more like making love; which Kate had never actually experianced until she was with Alex, (or Zander as she would call him, just to get on his nerves.) She was totally his, and since that night, she hadn't even so much as looked at another guy. She even distanced herself from her fuck buddies, her drink buddies, even her room mate every now and then. She would send him texts late at night telling him she loved him, or sneak over in early hours in the morning just to cuddle with him in bed. They said love was a drug, and Kate had never believed silly shit like that until now.

But now she believed in a lot of things she didn't before. She believed that alcohol wasn't the solution to all of her problems, that she was really beautiful, and that someone actually wanted her for her and not what she could give and buy.

Walking towards her door, she took a deep breath hoping he would find her beautiful. Fuck what other people thought, as long as Alex thought she was gorgeous. Her small hand reached up and opened the door with one swift motion, her phone and mask were dropped to the ground as she jumped on him. Literally. She had made a habit out of it really. Every time she saw him it was more like she hadn't seen him in YEARS and YEARS and they were finally reunited or something. "ZANDIIEEE" She kissed him and smiled before reaching for her keys and handing them to him. "You may drive my car slow poke." She reached down and grabbed her phone and mask before walking out and closing the door behind her. She was ready to just be with Alex and dance and have fun.

God, did he look handsome or what anyway? Well, to her he was always handsome, but he looked extra amazing today. Corny, sweet, adorable Alex. You know you really could never have mean and Alex in the same sentence. Ever. Because he wasn't that type of person ever. And she never had any kind of fear of him abusing her in ANY way shape or form. He was like the good guy that girls left because he was too nice. Or at least thats how her friends had ended up describing him. But in her eyes, he was the world and not some "emo kid" or whatever. Kate slipped her arm into his, and rested her tiny head on his shoulder. "You look handsome" She smiled and looked up at him admiringly. Stupid love sick puppiness.

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

So Alex stood at the door, hearing a rustling noise behind it. He smiled, she was probably checking her hair and all that girly stuff before she came to the door. But instead of seeing her when she opened the door, it was more, uh, feel her. Almost fall back feel her. It was like a smack in the face; but a rather pleasantly feeling one. He stumbled backwards a step before his heels dug into the wood and he remained upright. Wow, that was a shocker. He was used to getting glomped every time he saw her, but he thought differently this time around, since it was formal and he thought she'd be shy. Um, no. Apparently not with Keatie, and he should've known that. So then he was kissed, and Alex grinned. Hello to you too. He said, setting her down. She had called him Zander; which he totally hated. But he would let it go this time with Keatie, since she was so cute when she called him that.
You can drive my car slow poke. She said, and his face lit up. Really? He squeaked, his eyes sparking. He loved driving, especially if it was with Keatie. Everything for that kid was enhanced when Keatie was brought into the picture. Kate just made everything a little bit better. Kissing was kissing, unless it was his baby Kate.
You look handsome, She said, and he couldn't help but blush like a little boy. So do you, He said, then making a face. I mean you look gorgeous, not handsome cause that would... be... He said, pointing his finger behind him then shaking his head and smiling. You know what I mean. He said chuckled.
He then closed her door, taking her hand delicately. Now Miss DeVille, may I escort you to the lovely Masquerade Ball? He said, placing a hand behind his back and the other leading down the hallway. He grinned, then chuckled. He was being goofy, if she'd notice. He wasn't all that obvious, you know, sometimes he could be pretty stupid actually.

ooc; sorry, crap post >.<


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[keatie deville]

Can you see her, darlin'
She's planning your downfall

She giggled at Alex and his; well goofiness. "Nah, I wanna look handsome." She joked. Now Miss DeVille, may I escort you to the lovely Masquerade Ball? She giggled for a second before nodding. "Why Mr. Martin. It would be an honor." She curtsied before walking towards her car, grabbing his arm and dragging him along with her. "Now, Remember my car is the black chevy corvette z06. She pointed towards the sports car and smiled. People were always surprised when they heard that she had a BLACK car. Like they expected it to be pink and glittery or something. Plus, boys liked to drive fast, nice cars. She just hope he didn't mind the whole interior was pink. Her steering wheel had a fluffy pink cover over it, her seats, her mats. It was pretty sad actually. Maybe she should buy Alex a car. Oh that would be fun! "Imma buy you a car, kay? What do you want? And I'm serious Alex, I won't take no for an answer." God she loved spoiling the people she cared about. "And I bought some unm... Rock CD's? I wasn't completely sure what you like, so I just kinda bought all I could find under rock, heavy metal and other things." She smiled a little and kissed his cheek. "I wanted you to have something to listen to in the car and stuff..." She gave him a sheepish smile. Now she felt silly.

And as they approached the car, she stopped for a moment before turning and hugging him tightly. "I love you my Zander Sandwich." Well that one was new. She loved teasing him with these little nicknames she was able to come up with. Zander, Ah-WIXX-ee, Zunder Zand, Zandie Mandy, Alexy Pantesy. Yeah, she loved torturing him with nicknames, and it made her life. Plus, Kate was just playing. She did like the nickname Zander though; even if he didn't. She kissed him again, nibbling on lip gently and looking up to him questionably. "You better not let any masked stranger take me away from you." She patted his arm playfully. "Or you'll pulverize them with these muscles right?" She made a GRRR face before she couldn't help but smile. Alex was so shy and sweet she wondered if he could even beat some guy to the ground. And as stated before, she would never be able to see Alex even being mean. But she had a feeling that if anyone was to ever hurt her he would protect her.

He didn't have to be 6'4. and 230lbs for her to feel safe.

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

Alex smiled as she spoke. You'll have to man it up a little bit then kiddo. He chuckled, squeezing her in his grasp lightly. It's like they were best friends or something; but madly in love at the same time. Maybe it was weird, or maybe it was normal, but to Alexander Martin, it felt just right. Why, Mr. Martin, that would be an honor. Really? From him? It would be an honor to get escorted by some emo kid? Well t hat was a cool little buzzed feeling he just got. That 'I'm needed' feeling crept over him again, and he couldn't help take her hand and his it, with the iron piercings cold against her skin. He took her outside, catching the keys to her car. He studied the key, seeing that it was a Chevy; but a Corvette. His eyes widened, then she spoke. now remember, my car is the black chevy corvette zo6. ...what? Was he supposed to remember that name? Why is it that the richer people always remembered the names of their cars like htey were children? It didn't really matter; all that mattered at the moment was that she just said 'black Chevy Corvette zo6.' It echoed in his head. Are you kidding? He asked, but then the two rounded the corner; and he saw it. He stopped for a second, looking at Keatie with excitement. Wow! This thing is awesome! He said, darting up to it. He never would've though she would have a car like this; so it was a bit of a surprise to him.
He opened the door and about had a heart attack. He stepped back, making a face at Kate. Are you sure this is the one? He whispered, in a horrified tone. It was scary for him to open this wicked black car, and find pink cooton candy fluff all over the inside of it. He then groaned and opened her door, smiling softly with the same sort of face on. So it was freaky, but what could he expect? This was Keatie, his little French Keatie. Covergirl Keatie. He wondered why she didn't model; and if she did, why he didn't know about it.
I love you my Zander Sandwich. He then smiled and chuckled, his teeth scraping delicately over the back of each snake-bite piercings he had in his lower lip. That's a new one. He said, opening the passanger door and allowing her to get it. And you're NOT getting me a car. I've barely been here two weeks. I'll sell it if you get me one. He said proudly, grinning then letting Keatie in. But then she kissed him, and his gut felt like it was flooded with minivans. He touched her waist, pressing her hips against his for a slight moment. He then smiled as she nibbled on his lip and his snake bites. No one can have you but mee. He said, snapping his plain mask on over his eyes. He smiled devilishly and grinned. Oh yeah. I'll pound them into the ground. he laughed, closing the door once he was in. He looked around, grinning at everything that surrounded him in the car. Sure it was all pink, but all the gizmos were still black, and the dashboard. I'm telling you, I'm never riding in this thing again unless you get rid of the pink. He joked, chuckling as he turned the key.
The engine rumbled, and his whole body shivered. Ooooh... pretty. He said as the dashboard lit up. He rubbed his hands together and grinned cutely at Keatie before pecking her quickly on the lips. He drove and blasted the radio, yelling to some of the tunes and laughing as Keatie did. They soon pulled into Solotto 42, where there was an area to walk in that looked gorgeous, and people with dresses and suits were walking in with linked arms. It was a magnificent sight. But when Alex parked the car, he confessed. I'm nervous. He said, scratching his head and smiling sheepishly at her. He knew it was stupid to be, but he was. I've never really been to this sort of fancy thing... He said, nibbling on his snake bite. He sighed then, fiddling with his mask between his fingers.

ooc: sorry it took so long! 802 words though!

[keatie deville]

Can you see her, darlin'
She's planning your downfall

She just laughed a little, shaking her head. "I am manly." She said in a "french manly" way, while she made a scrunched up face, like she meant business or something. "Are you kidding?" She rolled her eyes and made a very serious face. "Yes, Alex. I was kidding. I only have the keys, not the car. Sorry to disappoint." She laughed a little and continued walking until Alex saw the car. Are you sure this is the one? She just laughed more. What did he expect? Her father was rich, it wasn't like she was going to drive a low rider. "Yeah, I have a black Aston Martin back home. But that thing hardly ever even left the garage, yet alone her neighborhood. She sat down when he opened the door and waited for him to come the other side. What a gentlemen; or at least to her he was since not many people actually opened doors for her and then closed them. She smiled and inhaled the "fresh laundry" smell of her car. "You'll pound them to the ground huh?" She said when he entered in the drivers seat. "I'd pay to see my 'zandwhich' beating on some fool who tried to mess with your girl." She shook her head laughing skill; her cheeks beginning to burn from smiling and laughing and redness in her cheeks. "And by the way, I AM getting you a car. Whether you like it or not. And if you DARE sell it I'll.... cry. Well she didn't want to say "leave you" or something mean. But she would be hurt if he did. Maybe she could get him an Aston Martin... Hmmmm. I'm telling you, I'm never riding in this thing again unless you get rid of the pink. She shot him an accomplished smile. "Well when you have your Aston Martin, you can have it however you like baby." She could argue about this forever.

Normally, Kate would never, ever, ever let ANYONE drive her car. Not even Tinsley. But with Alex, she felt comfortable with it all. Even with the singing in the car she felt comfortable with him driving. It was when they parked she looked at his uneasy face. "I'm nervous." She made an awww sound as her hand reached up and stroked his cheek. I've never really been to this sort of fancy thing... Well, mon cheri, it isn't that bad at all. okay? And I will be there and wont leave you side, I promise. Now lets go!" She thrusted her arm up in the air with enthusiasm before it hit the top of the car and her happy face turned into "OMFG IM GOING TO DIE THIS HURTS" face. She held onto her hand and made a whimpering sound rather embarrassed; in all honestly before she let herself out and went to the other side of the car, waiting for him while she put on his mask. She grabbed onto his hand, making sure the door was shut before running off towards the door in her high hells, which made her just an inch short than him. "We're gonna have fun Alex!!!!" She squealed before turning too him and kissing him again. Maybe some people were beginning to think their faces were glued to each other or something because she saw the funny looks they got from people. Really, it wasn't like their "relationship" was the most public thing - and when did you ever really see a little emo boy a "cover girl" girl together anyway. But, then again Keatie wasn't left conscience about the beautiful boy she was with, and their relationship. So whatever, she didn't care what they said.

"It's going to be okay zandwhich." She muttered before kissing his neck and then pulling away. "And you look terrific, so I don't know why your worrying baby." She smiled again and gave him an eskimo before heading for the doors again. Really, she was very excited. And with the mask over her face and the beautiful dress with a great boy; she was truly feeling like they were a perfect couple, if anything.

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

Alex grinned. oh, you don't think I could do it? Beat someone up? Well. He said, tocuhing his upper arms like there was a lot of muscles there. He smiled. Just show me to the the next ten year old and I'll kick his arse. He laughed, joking about his strength. He probably wouldn't be able to take out a 23 year old, and that was the point of his little joke. He grinned and closed the door, his mand racing as to think of what would happen at the ball. But she spoke again, her words coming out sweet and crisp to Alex's ears. She would get him a car? Crying? Not crying please. Don't let her cry. He'd be at her knees then. It was a weakness he couldn't uphold.Don't cry, whatver you do. He said, blinking almost pleadingly at her. ...Fine. Just get an average care if anything at all. He grinned, chuckling jokingly. Of coarse he wouldn't stand for her getting him a car, he could argue all night about it if he really wanted to. But he wouldn't, he was nice and would let the pretty girl have her way. An Ashton Martin? Weren't those like super expensive sports cars or something? He'd actually never heard of them, but when she mentioned them before, it sounded way too nice to be driven by a dork like him. Um, not an Ashton Martin. Please. You'd get it back wrecked. He chuckled, knowing he was a poor cute klutz kid. He really didn't mind taking the subway, taxis and buses around the huge city. He really didn't. He actually liked it, he could be a passenger and listen to his iPod or something. It was more comfortable, plus he didn't have to scavange the streets for a parking spot. Parking in NYC was a total bitch, he knew that for certain.
So he was nervous; what else was new? She awed and touched his face, he blushed. He was such a little dork, he sometimes thought maybe she was only dating him out of pity. But no girl that would do that would kiss him in public, let him take her to a formal ball where he could royally mess up her image. Well, mon cheri, it isn't that bad at all. okay? And I will be there and wont leave you side, I promise. Now lets go! She said, then put up her fist so fast that he heard it thump against the cieling of the car. He chuckled, touching her cheek and kissing her knuckles where she hit them. He was so happy with her, because both of them had their screw-up moments, you know? Both would get overexcited, but at different times, or mess up real bad. But the other would always be there. It was really sweet of each of them. You alright? You're so adorable, don't hurt youself though. He chuckled, kissing her knuckles again. His snake bites pressed against both of their skin; Alex shivered when he felt it's chilliness.
He slid his mask over his eyes, getting his hair situated and smiling at Keatie. How do I look? He asked regally, placing a hand on his hip like a king or something, then looking like a model as he turned to face the side. He then chuckled, taking her hand. You look gorgeous, He whispered before she kissed him at the entry. He felt her tiny body against his and pulled away, grinning down at her.
Zandwich? He laughed, walking to the door. He couldn't help but gulp; it looked scary with all these sofisticated kids. And here he was in his converse and black studded belt. He hold Keatie close to him; she'd gotten taller. He smiled to himself, looking down at her small gold-colored heels under her dress. He wanted to tell her how pretty she was again, but just couldn't because he'd just told her. He didn't want to be annoying or anything. And you look terrific, so don't worry baby. she said. Alex smiled and told her she was beautiful again, the perfect chance to. She kissed his neck, and he smiled because she was at the perfect height and it wasn't awkward just standing there.

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[keatie deville]

Can you see her, darlin'
She's planning your downfall

Kate decided not to say anything more on the subject of, well, cars. She wasn't a car expert or anything, she didn't even know what Toyota was until someone finally explained instead of laughed. For the longest time, she had sworn it was a toy, or something. Yeah, she was pretty stupid like that sometimes; one of the worst things about her. But she really was smart, she had great grades and a lot of brains to go with the beauty. She had her blond moments though ya know? But then again; who didn't?
She loved it when he kissed her little hand. He was so sweet; and she could totally be herself when she was with him. She didn't have to constantly be stupid, funny, sexy. With each of her friends she was a different person. She was the friend who listened, or the friend who would buy them alcohol - but never just herself. That was different with Alex, a lot different. So yeah, she had her very goofy moments. He knew about her secret obsession with piercings, guitar hero, nirvana and star wars. Yes, she loved star wars - and when she was younger she wanted more than anything to be a Jedi Master. She loved to play Halo, as well. But no one knew all this besides her Alex. She only allowed him behind her protective wall she had been building around herself for years and years.

It seemed like he was addicted to calling her gorgeous. It made her smile though. He was always full of little dorky and wonderful suprises which she delighted in. And when they walked in, she was amazed over the beautiful decorations and dresses people were wearing. It began to make her self conscience, a little. Maybe she was a tad bit nervous herself - but she wouldn't say anything really. She didn't want her nervousness to come off on Alex since she knew how he already felt. She swore they were late because music was already playing. She gave Alex a slight "grrr" face. "I told you that you were a slow poke." She pouted and drug him to where the people were dancing. They had already started their first dance. She didn't want to miss this. She positioned herself upright, and took a hold of him pulling him close. The soft music playing made the whole place seemed so relaxed and welcoming. She could see a few people looking, but it wasn't a huge deal. Frankly, she was quite proud to be out here with him showing him off. She wasn't using him or anything. She couldn't and wouldn't ever do that too him. And as she began moving in the same motion as the other people, she wondered if they would stay like this. Well, obviously not always dancing; but together. First loves always end... Or so she had heard. But she didn't want this to ever end with Alex. It would eat her up inside, no joke.

OOC:: Sorry its so short! Longer one next time! Promise<3

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

Alex smiled softly, adjusting his mask over his eyes. It was hard to see; but not impossible. It was a mask for Christ's sake, not a blind fold. But he'd bought this thing cheap, and hoped he didn't look totally dorky in there. He was with Keatie though; that was a lot to say. They were together and in this was going to be fun. He'd make himself have fun, whether he looked like a goof or not. He almost was split in half; one side didn't want to look stupid in his old Chucks and studded belt, but the other side didn't really care. As long as Keatie didn't think he was gay; which she wouldn't anyhow so it didn't matter in the least. Keatie was like a little happy chick he could hug and feel like he was falling when he did.
Maybe he was crazy. But it didn't matter, because when the two walked in, the music had begun; the first dance. It had even been called that for this purpose. He thought it was a little strange, but he went with it like a gentlemen. I told you you were a slowpoke. She said, and Alex couldn't help but grin. Haven't you ever heard of 'fashionably late?' He said, talking her hand. They were immediately on the dancefloor, with all the other couples dancing with poofy dresses on like they ere actually in the time of the masquerade. Alex gulped, adjusting his belt nonchalantly and stnading there like a goof.
What was he doing? He knew he was a horrible dancer, but he didn't want to be all obnoxious and 'just having fun' on her, since this was supposed to be a dance. He gulped again, nibbling on his piercings. He was glad he had them in, they almost kept him calm like a certain bit did for a horse. He liked the feeling of them in his lips, and even liked it in a way when it scraped his teeth. Sure it wasn't good for them, but it felt funny, and new.
Alex took a small breath in and smiled softly at Keatie, before beginning to step as if to dance. I can't dance, so you'll just have to get used to this. He said softly when he leaned towards her and almost touched his lips to her ear. His eyes were crisp right now, he was a little nervous, but wanted to have fun that night. He wanted to just dance like it was some crazy beat boxing thing, but it totally didn't fit the music. This masquerade was supposed to be modern too, since not very many people wore old-time clothing besides some of those freaky all-out couples. He didn't really like those people.
He wanted this song to be over right then, and after a minute of just walking awkwardly like he was dancing, it ended. He sighed happily. He wanted all this to be over; the dancing. He wanted to just drink or something with Keatie, and not have to worry about stepping on her toes or her dress and freaking.

[keatie deville]

<sub>Haven't you ever heard of 'fashionably late?' Kate had really laughed at that. He had never really ceased to make her smile. He was funny, Alex made her happy at all the goofy shit he would say. It's not really often you heard of a little Emo Kid saying anything about being fashionably late anyway. Such huge differences in personalities, it was rather amazing. They were both so unique in their own way. Both were from two totally different worlds but somehow, somehow. Came together. Wasn't it odd how two of the most unlikely couples, came together and formed... welll.. a relationship. I can't dance, so you'll just have to get used to this. Kate had laughed again, not really expecting him to be the best dancer or anything. She had realized a long time ago that most guys weren't. So she went with it. Trying to get through this with Alex. Making sure he didn't step on her feet or anything.

Alex looked so relieved when the song was over, that it made her laugh. "Lets go get a drink okay?" She nearly whispered in his ear and took his hand, going over to where the punch and shit was. Taking a cup and pouring herself punch in the white little plastic cup. The room was pretty full. A lot if people, a lot of gorgeous dresses.. But now was not a time to feel self conscience. Kate turned to Alex slowly, watching him. "What would you say if I was pregnant." Now of course she wasn't; or she didn't think so at least. But then again she hadn't really taken a pregnancy test. She had wondered for awhile what Alex would say and do though. Maybe, he would be scared shitless and just... Run? Who knew? Alex didn't seem like the type to run out on a pregnant girl though. But then again, you never really knew people until the worst situations arose, did you?

She took a sip of the cold punch, the tropical taste quenching her thirst. She really did feel great in this dress; and how expensive it had been was pretty unbelievable. But five thousand dollars was well worth it for her little Alexy. She hoped he liked it at least because she really didn't want to waste that much money for him to just CALL her beautiful when she really could be looking like a fat cow. Kate could be very self conscience about her weight at times; but she wasn't anorexic. She just didn't like to eat all like time. And yes, she was a lot skinnier than most girls. But she liked her weight to a certain extent. And then there was her shortness that people thought was "oh so cute." Which in her eyes wasn't; but hey - if Alex liked it. So did she.


OOC: Sorry it's crappy and took so long</sub>

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

Alex grinned, bowing down to her after the song had finally ended. He, personally, couldn't wait until it was over, because he knew he couldn't dance plus he was probably embarrassing her in the first place. When she laughed, he couldn't help but grin even bigger. He loved making her laugh, and he wasn't all that bad at it since he was a bit of a klutz. Alex then nodded when she brought up getting a drink. He was relieved she didn't want another dance, because that would be torture for the poor boy. He'd be holding her, but have no focus on that brilliant thought; no he would watch his feel like a goof. So to the drink-getting he went.
As he poured her a glass, he noticed all of the small trays of food on the large table. He didn't expect any real food though, he knew it would be all small little sample-looking things that never really filled you up like he wished. He took a sip of the punch; it tasted normal, until she spoke. What would you say if I was pregnant? She had asked. His gorgeous eyes sparked as they widened, and he almost spit out the drink. He swallowed hard, then looked at her, shocked. She had to be pregnant then, right? If she brought up something like that, it meant that she actually was, and she wanted to see how he'd react before actually spilling th beans.
He almost panicked, but just gulped again. You... you're pregnant? He said softly, his eyes searching hers for an answer. Then the next song started, and he tried to block the violins and piano from his brain. She was pregnant?
Imagine how the poor boy must feel. He just lost his virginity, first time playing sexy, and he already got someone pregnant. This ruined his whole vision on it. It was a scary thing to him now. Of coarse he thought she was, she brought it up. If she wouldn't have brought it up, he would've assumed everything was fine. And what a time to say this, huh? At a gorgeous masquerade that made him shiver just thinking about it. Alex was thinking too hard, and he pulled his mask off from over his eyes. His hair swished as it was moved by the cheap mask, and fell right back into place. He didn't bit on his snake bites, and if he could be worried but he wasn't biting them, you knew something was wrong.
He looked around, and if he didn't get his answer soon he was sure to barf. honestly, he would.

[keatie deville]

You... you're pregnant? Kate had to do everything in her power not to just bust out laughing. Not that Alex's scared expression was exactly funny, but in ways, yeah it was. She just smiled a little and shook her head. ''No alex, I was just asking. I don't think I'm pregnant.'' She just wanted to ask you know? Just one of those random things everyone had once in awhile. Of course, now she was talking about it, it made her wonder. What would she do if she was pregnant? Would she keep it? There were options these days; abortion and adoption. But could she really give up a baby? She loved kids, but really she had no plan for them. But what ''accident'' was planned these days? Her parents would be outraged. Call them old fashioned, but they believed you should be married before you even attempted to have children. And thats what Kate was planning. Finish school, marriage, and kids. But then again, life always seemed to have different plans for you. Kids, marriage, finish school. Marriage, Finish school, and kids. Or kids, finish school, marriage. Whatever; either way, you always had new and surprising things pop up in your life. This would just be another. And what about poor Alex - she was pretty sure this wasn't what he wanted for his life. To be a dad at 18. Sure, at 21 she could handle it. But at 18, she had no plans for kids in her future what so ever. She wondered if Alex would even believe her that she was just asking; maybe he thought she was just saying that because of his reaction. She shot him a sweet smile. ''It's okay.''

She took another drink. God she wished she could change the hand on the clock now and go back and NOT say that. Frankly, Alex didn't seem pleased at all. And now she was expecting him to throw up and run away from her. Like most guys do. Granted, Alex was different from ''most guys''. But seriously, shen wouldn't blame him. ''I love you''. She was trying to be reassuring, but frankly she didn't know how well she was doing. She had just asked him what he would do if she were pregnant and he looked like a deer in headlights. She took a sip of her drink before looking away and nibbling on her slightly.

Now she really wanted to take a pregnancy test. She had one stuffed in her purse, for emergency's of course. She just didn't know anymore.

The fact was, Kate wasn't 100% sure that she was not pregnant. She was a couple days late, but... Who knew? It wasn't like she had never had a pregnant scare before because frankly; everybody did. But what if it was for real this time? She could feel her cheeks burning red at the thought of ''what if''

[alexander jay martin!]

ooh it's whatcha do to mee, ohh

Alex's eyes searched hers until words emitted her lips. No alex, I was just asking. I don't think I'm pregnant. Alex gulped again. He too a breath. He then attempted a smile and a small chuckle. He sounded nervous, but releaved. Oh, well that's... good. He said, running a hand through his hair and sighing. He then gulped again. Why was the air so tense anyway? She couldn't be pregnant, seriously. He had used a condom, she had birth control. There were two whole obstacles before her being pregnant. He would be surprised if she was. He wanted this whole tense, scary feeling to go away. He didn't know how to get rid of it though, they were at some crumby masquerade thing, that was more formal than Alex could cough up. He almost wanted to leave and go find somewhere fun that the two could go, instead of dancing like queens to some violin. He wished he could snatch the violin up, and begin playing his own music on it. Some funner stuff that his father had made him learn as a kid. He was amazing at the stinking violin, but wished he could smash one over a chair.
I love you she said. Alex grinned. I love you too. He simply said, touching the top of her head and ruffling through it with his fingers. He knew she'd totally hate it, but he didn't care. He slid hiis mask right back over his eyes and smiled softly. Man, maybe they should serve some actual food at these things. Alex chuckled, fingering a small shrimp he'd picked up. It fit right between his fingers. He held it up in front of his eye, squinting. Wha, where is it? He said, then laughed. He didn't really know what to say then, so he shoved the small shrimp into her mouth and laughed some more. But his laugh was small, because it would be stupid to laugh hard at your own little motions, you know?
Alex then fingered some more of the foods, commenting on their size and tasting them. This one looks French, we we? He said, fingering a fake mustache. He wasn't mocking the French, only bringing it up since he knew she was in fact french. You should teach me French, Kate. He said, grinning. He'd always actually wanted to learn French, and then there was Keatie. He wondered if she'd actually do it. Teach her boyfriend her native language. It would be super fun, especially for Alex.

ooc: sorry it took so long! just check the absence board >.<

[keatie deville]

<sub>Well he sounded relived. But she defiantly wasn't. She hadn't told Alex she had n't taken her pills that night... or the nights after that... And then even with condoms there is still that chance. How about the fact she had been feeling slightly sick? She wouldn't say anything though. No point in scaring him. Not here, not now. But she felt so light headed, like she was going to throw up at any second. Now nervousness was eating her up inside. She couldn't imagine being pregnant. Scary thoughts. Very scary; and she didn't like it. And Alex seemed to ramble on. But that was okay because she really, really didn't want to think about this. She felt like her whole face was going pale. She really should have told Alex. She should tell him now. But she didn't want to ruin his night. Not at all.

Man, maybe they should serve some actual food at these things. Kate just smiled; she didn't really say anything. But instead just nervously smiled and stuff. She didn't want to say "my periods a little late" or "i've been feeling sick lately." She didn't want to ruin Alex's life; frankly. And in all honesty, she was thinking about running just now and taking that pregnancy test in her car. If she was pregnant, she would just not tell him maybe? But she had too. Or it wouldn't be fair.

She was far away in her own world when Alex stuck the shrimp in her mouth, and her eyes got wide and she stumbled back a bit before re composing herself and laughing slightly. "I see your point Alex... Or taste it." They were big.. or small.. or whatever Alex was talking about...

This one looks French, we we? She laughed sheepishly again. He was so cute. She felt bad for not being so honest with him. You should teach me French, Kate. "I should, shouldn't I.. I should teach you to say I think I'm pregnant... or.. I haven't been taking the pill... or my periods late..." And now she wasn't looking at him. She couldn't have bottled that shit up. It was way too important. She felt bad about keeping things from him. She could feel her whole body shaking slightly. Like all of a sudden the room was cold. It was like the music had faded out, and she could just hear this annoying buzzing sound. And here were the painful lumps in her throat that made her want to swallow, so she could keep them from firing out of her mouth or something. She took another sip of her drink, staring out at the door. Maybe they should leave. Maybe this was the wrong place for them to go too;defiantly the wrong place to tell him as well. Y know?

OOC: Its okay hun ^^ ill miss you <33</sub>