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[color=darkred][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — Beach Bash
[color=teal][b]INTERACTIONS[/b][/color] — Each other [sub]([@Dirty Pretty Lies], [@Altered Tundra])[/sub]
[color=springgreen][b]TIME[/b][/color] — CONFESSSSSSIOOOOON TIIIIIIIIMMMMMEEEEEE
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[i]She knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no[/i]
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Shock?

Okay, that was an understatement.

Sierra was [i]beyond[/i] shocked. There she was, ready to shoot venom through her words at Jason for having the balls to reject her all damn week, and the guy suddenly decides to go all honest on her. Not only did he admit that he’d been staring at her on Orientation Day, but he also admitted that he had a crush on her. [i]Why[/i] he had a crush on her of all people was a mystery to her. She was as cold, rude, self-centered, blunt, impatient and impulsive as they come, so the idea of anyone being capable of finding that attractive in any way truly intrigued her. But no, the night’s surprises didn’t stop there! Jason Singh had confessed that he was [i]in love with her[/i]. The crush he had was more than a crush: it was [i]love[/i].

During this sudden rush of information, Sierra had simply stood there, arms crossed across her chest and her mouth hanging open after shouting out a loud [url=http://k46.kn3.net/taringa/A/7/9/E/D/F/Analista_Xtremo/53E.gif][color=darkred]“WHAT?!”[/color][/url]. This whole situation was completely unexpected, and she didn’t know how to go on about it. The only experience with guys she had was with Archie and Jareth, and in neither of those experiences did the guys ever say they were in love with her. To Sierra and the guys she’d been involved with, it was all in the physical aspect, with feelings never getting involved in the matter. This was why it was such a mystery to her that Jason talked about feelings when they’d never had any type of contact. After a few long seconds of silence, Sierra uncrossed her arms, raised her left hand to massage her temple and, with closed eyes, simply cried out: [color=darkred]“[i]I need a drink![/i]”[/color] before grabbing one of Jay’s hands with her free one and almost dragging him to the drinks table.

Once there, Sierra took one of the glow in the dark cups and filled a third of it with tequila. Without hesitation, the black-haired girl placed the cup to her dark-red painted lips and tipped it back, her head along with it. The gulp of alcohol went down hot and burning down her throat, but she knew she’d need more than that to even attempt to process what Jason had told her. So next, she placed her bag on top of the table’s corner and got out her grinder, her skull-shaped bong and lighter. What happened next was obvious, and in no time Sierra was taking long, deep hits from the bong. After a particularly deep one, the punk girl tossed her head back and closed her eyes, a smile on her face. The effects of the plant were taking over, and soon the bitter, angry version of Sierra was replaced by the careless, chill, and somewhat happy version of herself.

When her eyes opened again, the familiar reddish tinge in the whites of them made her blue irises even more prominent. God, how she loved this feeling! Every hit took her anger away little by little, and even if it was only for minutes or hours her world was alright: everything was fine, cool, at peace. She decided to take a look at her surroundings, savoring the way her senses heightened when she was stoned, when after scanning the crowd her eyes fell on Jason again. She giggled for a bit, having just remembered he was there, before giving him a smile. [color=darkred]“Hey Jay, you want a hit?”[/color] she asked him calmly, extending the bong to Jason invitingly.

“[color=springgreen]I..probably shouldn’t.[/color]” he said, shaking his head rather vigorously.

Sierra shrugged. [color=darkred]“Your loss…”[/color] she muttered before taking yet another hit.

In Jay’s mind, he was still feeling the effects from that little pill that Jade had given him an hour or so ago. He had no idea when they would go away, or if they would at all, but he better not mix it with any other drug, especially one that seemed to give an enhanced version of what he was feeling right now. Odds are, they might work against each other, possibly producing something opposite to what he was feeling. That would not be a good thing, Jay thought.

“[color=springgreen]So, you never said anything. You not mad, are you?[/color]” Jay said, dividing his attention from Sierra’s face and, well, everything else around him. Somehow the bright lights, loud music, and people shouting brought a smile to Jay’s face.

Having now finished with her portion of weed, a smiling Sierra threw away the plant’s ashes, placed her paraphilia back on her bag and took yet another shot of tequila before responding to Jason’s question. [color=darkred]“Not mad, no. Just genuinely curious as to how the fuck anyone can find me attractive enough to go as far as to say they’re [i]in love with me[/i]!”[color] she told him, going off on a fit of giggles at that last phrase. Yes, the thought of anyone being in love with her was laughable in Sierra’s eyes. [color=darkred]“That’s something I find very damn hard to believe. [i]Me[/i] of all people! I mean, I totally get that you have the hots for me in the sense that you wanna bang me, but [i]love[/i]?!”[/color] Again, Sierra was overcome with giggles, her whole body shaking with them, and this time it took her a few attempts to sober up and continue the conversation. [color=darkred]“I’m just dying to hear why is it that you say you’re in love with me. But before you tell me-”[/color] she placed a finger to his lips, her blue eyes locking onto his while she smirked at him. [color=darkred]“How’s about we get the fuck away from this crowd and somewhere more private?”[/color]

Let’s face it, he wasn’t in any position to guide anyone in any direction. In his state, Jay would just get them lost or lead them closer to the noise. It was way better if she led him by the hand since he was like a giddy, directionless dummy right now who wouldn’t know which way was up or down, or left or right.

“[color=springgreen]After you~[/color]” Jay cheerfully sang in tune. 

With a cheerful grin and the rest of her tequila in the cup on her hand, Sierra took Jay’s hand again and guided him away from the crowd. They stumbled, swayed and often drifted off a little to one side or the other, but the duo eventually made it to a small niche between the bushes, overlooking the beach. In her attempt to sit down properly next to Jason, Sierra fell on her ass, which prompted yet another set of giggles from the raven-haired girl. When the fit had passed, Sierra turned to look at Jason, eyelids a bit droopy and eyes still red from the weed. [color=darkred]“Now, tell me: why the fuck do you say you’re in love with me?”[/color] she asked Jason, linking her arm with his.

“[color=springgreen]Why am I in love you with you?[/color]” Jay scratched his head.

In typical Sierra fashion, the girl shot him a look and rolled her eyes. [color=darkred]“Yes, Jason. That’s a very bold thing to say, after all.”[/color]

“[color=springgreen]Oh[/color],” he said lowly. “[color=springgreen]I’m sorry. I guess I didn’t realize that it was.[/color]” he said apologetically.

Sierra faintly squeezed his arm. [color=darkred]“Oh, please. How about you stop apologizing and tell me what the flying fuck you even see in me instead?”[/color] Not even the influences she was on could take away the impatience. 

[color=springgreen][i]What do I see in her?[/i][/color] Jay thought as he gave Sierra a blinking expression. At first, he thought maybe she was kidding, but the way she looked back at him gave Jay the impression that she was dead serious. In that case, Jay would cough. His throat was feeling a bit dry, but he also didn’t want any saliva to compromise what he was going to say. He would then take a moment to take a deep breath, and he was off..

“[color=springgreen]Well, I guess you can say you captivated me on first glance. As I’ve told you, I’ve been crushing(or in love with you — whatever you want to call it) — since freshman year. It was when I first saw you. I know, it might sound odd.[/color]” 

[color=darkred]“More like something out of a movie, but odd nonetheless.”[/color] Sierra muttered, taking a small sip of her tequila.

Jay let out a laugh, “[color=springgreen]Here is this guy who you didn’t even know that existed until just a week ago, and he tells you that he’s crushing and in love with you. Of course you would think it’s odd. My family thinks it’s odd - well, mainly for the fact that I’ve been crushing on you hard for four years. They have been teasing for half that long about it, but hey, they won’t anymore, right?[/color]” Jay laughed again, and Sierra joined in. He really was a motormouth tonight, and his laugh made her smile for some reason. Maybe it was the pot. Maybe it was the tequila. Maybe she just honestly liked to hear him laugh. Who knows?

Jay took another deep breath. “[color=springgreen]Okay, last bit. Promise[/color]” Sierra nodded, shifting to sit closer to Jason while he took another deep breath, “[color=springgreen]In those four years, I’ve been, for a lack of better words, keeping tabs on you. Yeah, I know, kind of stalkerish, but I couldn’t go up to you, now could I?[/color]” Jay just heard what he said, and with the raised eyebrow ‘bitch please’ look Sierra gave him he added, “[color=springgreen]Fine, yeah I could have, but too nervous and scared.[/color]” Get back on track, Singh. “[color=springgreen][i]Anyhow[/i], you just had something about you that I found really interesting. You wear your individuality with pride, and I guess I really liked that about you. Your style is unlike anyone I know.[/color]” Okay, Jay that’s a lie. “[color=springgreen]Alright, maybe aside Jade, but totally different.[/color]” There you go, “[color=springgreen]and that’s not to mention how overwhelmingly beautiful you are.[/color]” Jay said, completing what he wanted to say, letting out a large sigh of relief.

It took Sierra a few long moments to process what Jay had said, given her drunken/high state, but she eventually did. Disregarding the whole creepy shit like him ‘keeping tabs on her’ and ‘watching her from afar’ for the last four years, what Jason was saying was actually incredibly adorable. The way he said such lovely things about her and in such a loving tone reminded Sierra of when Shawn talked about her to others… And how her father used to do it too, almost ten years ago. The thought brought tears to the girl’s eyes, and soon enough Sierra was unable to hold back the tears rolling down her cheeks. She was feeling a strange mixture of grief and happiness that caused her to become an emotional mess. [color=darkred]“I’ve never had a guy say such things to me, like, [i]ever[/i]”[/color] she wailed, giving Jason a shaky smile. Then she remembered how tough she’d been on him the first day they met, and started crying again with her head on his shoulder. [color=darkred]“I’m sorry for being so mean to you on Monday! I thought you were rejecting me, and I don’t like to be rejected. It makes me feel like nobody wants me.”[/color]

Normally, Jay wouldn’t know what to do here. He avoided moments like this, but she was so close to him. If he were to reach over to her hair, Jay was willing to bet he could catch her scent. Four years he had been waiting for this. Four years of quietly peering from behind a wall or dodging her glances as he would look at her almost every day. Four years of hoping that one day would come where he could just tell her how much he loved her, or at the very least, how intensely he was crushing on her. Four years of wanting to risk it all, and go up to her, and tell her all of this, had not been for nothing. The wait wasn’t wasted. It wasn’t for naught. This was that moment. This was the moment he had been waiting for.

And so, Jay took a wild chance(something he had been doing all night). His outer arm was brought around Sierra’s back, pulling her closer to him. She still had a grip on his other arm, but that didn’t matter to him right now. He made sure to bring her as close to him that she possibly could. “[color=springgreen]There, there.[/color]” he said soothingly.

In a move completely out of character, Sierra snuggled further into Jay’s chest and cried harder. It was weird how once she began to cry, she remembered all the bad things that had happened to her: the teasing of the kids in elementary school, the death of her father, the arguments with her mother, the constant comparisons with her older sister Chloe, the day Chloe left for college, the way her relationship with her mother grew even more abrasive now that her sister wasn’t there to soften the blows, Jareth’s rejection, seeing him with Jade… Everything up to the dumb argument she’d had with her mother that day. And so Sierra cried, letting out all the pain she’d been holding back for years in these long minutes, using a stranger as her comfort. Even stranger still was how comforted she felt by Jason.

When there were no more tears to spill, Sierra wiped her face with her index finger and looked up at Jay again. Her dark eye makeup was smudged, and his white shirt bore the remains of it even when all products she had used claimed to be waterproof. [i]Well, they clearly weren’t ‘crybaby-proof’ then…[/i]  Anyway, she moved her face close to his, so little distance between them that she could smell his minty breath and he could clearly see the remaining tears still stuck to her eyelashes. Sierra’s eyes examined Jason’s whole face, as if trying to memorize every detail: his chocolate brown eyes staring at her, the way a few stray locks of black hair fell on his face, how soft the hairs of his mustache and beard looked, the way his full lips had a few dry patches but looked inviting still... A shaky smile adorned her dark lips now. [color=darkred]“You know, you’re not as bad as I thought, Jason Singh. You’re actually pretty cool to talk to, and hella hot at that. How come we’ve never hung out before? I feel really good being around you...”[/color]

“[color=springgreen]Well..[/color]”

Jay let his voice trail off. He had to think about his answer. He didn’t want to blurt out the first thing that came to mind. As much as he wanted to, even in his state, Jay had to think about what he was going to say. Added to her question, she called him hot. How many weeks had he wished to hear that come out of her mouth? It was all a little much for Jay. but that aside, he wanted to say just the right thing. Though, maybe there wasn’t much to think about in the first place. Jay had pretty much crossed that line when he told Sierra how he felt about her. If that didn’t throw all caution into the wind, then Jay had to work on his definition of what was crossing a line and what wasn’t.

“[color=springgreen]I really don’t hang out with people at school.[/color]” Jay wasn’t lying. He didn’t do that kind of thing. 

[color=darkred]“Well, why not?”[/color] Sierra asked, pouting a little.

[color=springgreen]It’s not that there aren’t interesting people at school. Everyone is interesting in their own way, but I don’t know, I guess I feel really intimidated by so many people. I’m much more at home at - well, home - playing my Playstation 4.[/color]” Ah, Jay was remembering how he was going to spend the night playing some [i]The Last of Us[/i]. Instead, Jade convinced him to come to the party. And he never looked back. So far, it’s been the best night of his entire life.

At the mention of the Play 4, Sierra’s eyes widened at the same time she grinned. [color=darkred]“DUDE! Same here! This gives you a thousand extra points on the coolness scale! We should totally hang out to game sometime! The Nightingale here knows how to kick ass on Dark Souls 3.”[/color] she bragged in reference to her PSN alias, shooting Jay a wink.

“[color=springgreen]Wait..what did you say?![/color]” Jay’s mouth was metaphorically dropped to the floor while he blinked confusingly towards Sierra. “[color=springgreen]I might be mistaken, but I could have sworn I heard you say your PSN alias was Nightingale![/color]”

Sierra raised a dark eyebrow at him. [color=darkred]”Dude, did whatever you take made you deaf? That’s exactly what I said. My alias is Nightingale”[/color]

“[color=springgreen]This is not happening.[/color]” Jay was in rather large state of shock. “[color=springgreen]I can’t believe you’re Nightingale![/color]” Jay started pacing back and forth. He had to. The pit of his stomach was acting up, and his heart was racing so fast that it was like a Nascar Race in his body.

Sierra’s eyebrows narrowed into her usual scowl, her eyes following Jason pacing back and forth in front of her like a cat watching something it disliked or didn’t trust. [color=darkred]“What’s so hard to believe about that? Never heard of a girl playing video games or something?”[/color] Jay’s attitude was killing her high, so she took out the loaded skull glass pipe and the lighter from her flask-shaped purse, took a few long, deep drags from it and put the items back inside the purse.

[color=springgreen][i]Deep breaths. You can do this.[/i][/color]

Jay stopped pacing. He turned to look to Sierra. “[color=springgreen]No, that’s not it.[/color]” he said, breathing in deeply to calm his nerves. “[color=springgreen]It’s just that, well,[/color]” no, don’t do that Jay. Or could the pill be wearing off? “[color=springgreen]Okay. What I’m trying to say is that, why it’s so hard to believe that you’re Nightingale is because I’m Mockingjay![/color]” Jay blurted out as loud as he could. 

[color=darkred]“WHAT?!”[/color] Sierra shouted again, shooting up from her seat as if by an invisible catapult. [color=darkred]“You’re fucking kidding me!”[/color] 

Jason Singh was Mockingjay? 

[i]Wait…[/i] Mocking[i]jay[/i]. Wow, Sierra. Did it really take you this long to figure it out?

Sierra’s eyes widened as the pieces of the puzzle suddenly clicked together to make sense. Mockingjay had always been in her same time zone, was her same age, seemed to be really busy with school at the same time she did and things in BHHS got demanding, his username had shown up on the Pokemon GO app earlier that week at school… Hell, the guy’s nickname was the last syllable of the username! How more obvious can you get? And now that she actually gave some thought about it, Jason’s voice was an exact match to Mockingjay’s. Even with all the evidence pointing out that it was true, Sierra still struggled to believe it. After all, her crush on Mockingjay went as far back as Jason’s crush did with her, and the two guys were as different as night and day.

[i]Her[/i] Mockingjay: Jason Singh. Four long years of dreaming, talking and wishing for a miracle that allowed them to meet in person one day, for fate to have them meet by chance at this party. Now she knew exactly how Jay felt the first time they’d talked.

[color=darkred]“[i]You’re[/i] Mockingjay? My online ride or die? The other half of the Destroyer Duo?”[/color] the girl asked in a shocked voice. [color=darkred]“The master of dark humor? The guy who once pulled with me a ‘let’s see how long we can stay awake playing PS’ one weekend back in sophomore year?”[/color]

Jay let her finish. He needed the time to comprehend it himself. While she was flabbergasted that he was MockingJay, he was still trying to comprehend that his online crush was, in fact, his real life crush. And above it all, all those nights they spent flirting with each other in the most lewd, direct ways, it was in fact the girl he’d been wanting to speak to just once. It was unreal, and Jay was still processing it.

“[color=springgreen]I guess all those times we talked about meeting irl has finally come true, huh?[/color]” Jay couldn’t help but joke. At the very least, it might alleviate the tension somewhat. If it didn’t, then Jay would find out, now wouldn’t he?

Sierra, whose face now bore a disbelieving grin, laughed at his joke [color=darkred]“Yup. I guess so…”[/color] she trailed off, suddenly remembering [i]other[/i] memorable Destroyer Duo conversations. [color=darkred]“Shit, now I can’t help but remember all those late night conversations we’d have about all the dirty things we’d do to each other if we ever met irl…”[/color] she said with a laugh. The pot’s effects were now in full swing again, so happy, chill Sierra was back. She couldn’t help but smirk at Jason. [color=darkred]“You weren’t the least bit shy when you would tell me that, Jay. Why hold back now?”[/color]

“[color=springgreen]Um, well, my online persona isn’t exactly the same as my real life personality. Online, I am able to be who I want to be. I can be as open and, well [i]dirty[/i], as I can because no one really knows me as the shy guy online. But here? In the real life? I can’t seem to channel that side of me.[/color]” Jay said, starting to feel less carefree. It was as he suspected. The pill’s effects were wearing off. “[color=springgreen]I don’t know, I never thought this moment would come so soon.[/color]” Jay said, scratching the back of his head.

Sierra noticed that Jay’s confidence seemed to be slowly disappearing, but in her current state she couldn’t figure out a way to help him. She didn’t want him to fall back into his shell, back to the shy, quiet Jason that was too afraid to even look her in the eye. She wanted to make the moment last forever.

In another impulsive move, Sierra closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around his neck. [color=darkred]“Well I fucking know the real you, Jay, and I love it. You don’t have to pretend to be someone you’re not with me. So how’s about you show me just how much you wanted us to meet irl.”[/color] she purred, looking up into his eyes with that kittenish stare that spoke of the things she wanted to happen between them.

And there it was staring him right in the face, or rather [i]she[/i] was staring him right in the face. Not only that, but she had closed the gap between them, calling him on whatever she thought was a bluff. So many times he said what he wanted to do, like how he wanted to take hold of her waist, and bring their bodies close, which Jay unknowingly did. He wanted to brush her dark locks behind her ear with his hand, which Jay unknowingly did. He wanted to look into her eyes that had an accented shade of blue-green that resembled soft aquamarine stones, which Jay was now knowingly doing. He wanted to reach his head forward, and press his lips on her own, feeling their respective pair meet in a neutral zone.

And that’s what Jason Singh did. How he did it was beyond him, but the fact remained. This guy who was an animal online, an introvert in real life, and some kind of middle-man when under the influence of drugs, was kissing the girl of his dreams. Not only that, but he was kissing her passionately.

The moment Jason’s hands came in contact with the bare skin of her waist, Sierra’s body shivered by the soft touch. When he tucked her black hair behind her ear, there was a warm feeling her chest. And when he looked into her eyes with that, she was afraid he could hear her heart pounding. Then he kissed her, and behind her closed eyes fireworks were going off. She responded with the same level of passion, pressing her body even closer to his, tangling her fingers on his black locks and even letting her tongue softly wrestle with his. She didn't know if it was the weed or the fact that it was Mockingjay she was kissing, but she couldn't deny that she felt sparks when their lips met. Whatever it was, it felt amazing, and the more they kissed the harder she held onto the moment.

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[i]'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

It's too cold
For you
Now let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater[/i]
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