Alex
"Well...I just assumed that you are the same age as Max since you became friends while in college.So I guessed that that makes you four years older than me.Or is this your way of trying to politely ask me how old I am?"
I laugh lightly at Isabel's question. "No, I know how old you are - you are one year younger than Max, which makes you 24. And ... I am not sure whether I should be offended or not. You saying I am four years older than you, do I really look that old?"
Eating another fry, I continue, "I'm only two years older than you." Then I shake my head with a teasing grin, "Four years, Jesus, I really thought this whole new look would make me look younger, not older."
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~LIZ~
Wow! I didn't expect him to tell me something like that. I was thinking something along the lines of something he's afraid of or a guilty pleasure. I'm glad it was something deeper and more meaningful, however. I study him as he looks out at the view for the first time. His story could definitely explain his player ways. Heck, I'd be relationship-wary too after that. It's no wonder that he doesn't want to get too close to anyone.
I can tell he's a little unsure of himself now that he's told me all that. I squeeze his hand so that he'll look at me. When he does, I tell him sincerely, "Thank you for sharing that with me. You didn't have to and I know that it must have been difficult. I won't tell anyone. I'm just so sorry that bitch hurt you like that. Girls like her give women a bad rep and I can't stand them. I hope I never meet this Jane girl. I might have to kick her ass for you." I lean my head on his shoulder and smile up at him. Just then, just as we're coming up to the top again, the ride does indeed stop and my smile grows bigger as I look down at the ground where Gus, the operator, is scratching his head at the control box.
Wow! I didn't expect him to tell me something like that. I was thinking something along the lines of something he's afraid of or a guilty pleasure. I'm glad it was something deeper and more meaningful, however. I study him as he looks out at the view for the first time. His story could definitely explain his player ways. Heck, I'd be relationship-wary too after that. It's no wonder that he doesn't want to get too close to anyone.
I can tell he's a little unsure of himself now that he's told me all that. I squeeze his hand so that he'll look at me. When he does, I tell him sincerely, "Thank you for sharing that with me. You didn't have to and I know that it must have been difficult. I won't tell anyone. I'm just so sorry that bitch hurt you like that. Girls like her give women a bad rep and I can't stand them. I hope I never meet this Jane girl. I might have to kick her ass for you." I lean my head on his shoulder and smile up at him. Just then, just as we're coming up to the top again, the ride does indeed stop and my smile grows bigger as I look down at the ground where Gus, the operator, is scratching his head at the control box.
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I can't help but smile at that. Liz could definitely take Jane...
And then the ride stops. I look over at Liz and smile. "You were serious about stopping the ride...wow..." I grin at her as I squeeze her hand, "So how does it feel being so high up...where no one can see us..."
I grin as I kiss her neck gently. "So tell me something that not many people know..." I lean into her ear and whisper, "and if its something sexy there will be a bonus..."
I can't help but smile at that. Liz could definitely take Jane...
And then the ride stops. I look over at Liz and smile. "You were serious about stopping the ride...wow..." I grin at her as I squeeze her hand, "So how does it feel being so high up...where no one can see us..."
I grin as I kiss her neck gently. "So tell me something that not many people know..." I lean into her ear and whisper, "and if its something sexy there will be a bonus..."
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Occ: Ok, according to the original thread when we wrote up the bios, Max and Liz are 25, Alex is 26 and Isabel is 24. I would say that, in explanation of why Liz didn't know Max, etc, we could say that Diane and Phillip are divorced and each kid lived with a separate parent or we could have had Max go to a private school in high school (since we established that Liz and Isabel went to a co-ed school with the whole Jesse line) or ahem, use your imagination and come up with something else. 
That's all I had. I'll copy and paste this to the thread and hope that everyone gets it. Obviously, Isabel and Max could have gone to different colleges and that would explain the differences there.
~LIZ~
I was about to tell him about my mother wen he asked for something about me, since it is just as personal to me as what he shared but then he adds the bit about being a bonus if it's something sexy. I pull away slightly as the realization occurs to me that he sure switched moods back again fast. I look into his eyes and search for something. Is it possible that he made that story up just to get to me? A player certainly would. It would make whoever he's trying to seduce sympathetic to him and give in easier to his advances.
I disentangle my hand from his and move away a little to try to put some space between the both of us. I don't want to accuse him of being a liar this far off the ground but it sure does seem plausible. "Something sexy. Um, let's see, I have a birthmark on my right butt cheek that's shaped like a heart. Or if that's not sexy enough for you, let's see. I once had a rival in college who she and I were always competing to see who could have sex in the most daring places. Last time I saw her, I had won by sleeping with some cute guy who hung billboards up on one. Is that sexy enough for you?" I tell him, somewhat dismayed to hear the hurt in my tone. I feel my eyes start to fill with tears and I look away, trying to blink them back.
Leaning over the side of the bucket we're in, I yell down, "Hey, Gus! You think we could get moving any time tonight?"
That's all I had. I'll copy and paste this to the thread and hope that everyone gets it. Obviously, Isabel and Max could have gone to different colleges and that would explain the differences there.~LIZ~
I was about to tell him about my mother wen he asked for something about me, since it is just as personal to me as what he shared but then he adds the bit about being a bonus if it's something sexy. I pull away slightly as the realization occurs to me that he sure switched moods back again fast. I look into his eyes and search for something. Is it possible that he made that story up just to get to me? A player certainly would. It would make whoever he's trying to seduce sympathetic to him and give in easier to his advances.
I disentangle my hand from his and move away a little to try to put some space between the both of us. I don't want to accuse him of being a liar this far off the ground but it sure does seem plausible. "Something sexy. Um, let's see, I have a birthmark on my right butt cheek that's shaped like a heart. Or if that's not sexy enough for you, let's see. I once had a rival in college who she and I were always competing to see who could have sex in the most daring places. Last time I saw her, I had won by sleeping with some cute guy who hung billboards up on one. Is that sexy enough for you?" I tell him, somewhat dismayed to hear the hurt in my tone. I feel my eyes start to fill with tears and I look away, trying to blink them back.
Leaning over the side of the bucket we're in, I yell down, "Hey, Gus! You think we could get moving any time tonight?"
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
The look on her face as she tells her story makes it very unsexy. When she wants to get the ride moving again, I have to say... I get a hurt feeling. Which is just ridiculous. She means nothing to me. But clearly she thinks that I made Jane up. I move down as far as I can away from her, deciding to say nothing. If she thinks that I'm a liar... ok normally I am but I... I cant lie to her damnit.
I look out in the other direction, not saying a word. When I get off this ride, I'm outta here.
The look on her face as she tells her story makes it very unsexy. When she wants to get the ride moving again, I have to say... I get a hurt feeling. Which is just ridiculous. She means nothing to me. But clearly she thinks that I made Jane up. I move down as far as I can away from her, deciding to say nothing. If she thinks that I'm a liar... ok normally I am but I... I cant lie to her damnit.
I look out in the other direction, not saying a word. When I get off this ride, I'm outta here.
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Isabel
"No, I know how old you are - you are one year younger than Max, which makes you 24. And ... I am not sure whether I should be offended or not. You saying I am four years older than you, do I really look that old?"
I give a sheepish laugh,"No not at all...I was just wildly guessing that's all.And I didn't think men are that touchy about thier ages.I know better now."
"I'm only two years older than you." Oh okay! So he checked up on me.Who did he ask I wonder?Surely not Max.I doubt Max has even spoken to him about me. "Four years, Jesus, I really thought this whole new look would make me look younger, not older."
"Shut up Alex...you look totally hot. I just said four years...actually I don't know why I said four years.It's the first number that came to mind.And did Max tell you I am twenty four 'coz I don't remember saying anything?"
"No, I know how old you are - you are one year younger than Max, which makes you 24. And ... I am not sure whether I should be offended or not. You saying I am four years older than you, do I really look that old?"
I give a sheepish laugh,"No not at all...I was just wildly guessing that's all.And I didn't think men are that touchy about thier ages.I know better now."
"I'm only two years older than you." Oh okay! So he checked up on me.Who did he ask I wonder?Surely not Max.I doubt Max has even spoken to him about me. "Four years, Jesus, I really thought this whole new look would make me look younger, not older."
"Shut up Alex...you look totally hot. I just said four years...actually I don't know why I said four years.It's the first number that came to mind.And did Max tell you I am twenty four 'coz I don't remember saying anything?"
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~LIZ~
I decide to risk looking over at him when I feel him shift away from me and not say anything. When I find him looking out in the other direction, I feel the anger rise in me. "Max, I have to ask you something and I want the truth. Did all that stuff about Jane really happen or did you make it up to get into my pants? Because I have to say that after that story, I was ready to share a part of me that not too many people know about...something really personal but then you wanted something sexy and I just couldn't help but think..." I let my sentence trail off as my voice cracks a little. Damn it! I don't cry! I hate blubbering females that cry at the drop of a hat.
I sniffle a little and turn away again. "You know what, it doesn't matter. I guess this was a bad idea." I had already promised to make up for last night tonight and I was definitely planning on doing that but then this happens. I just don't know what to believe. I really thought he was being sincere and telling me the truth about Jane...and maybe he was but he's just not that interested in me. What the hell is wrong with me?! I'm supposed to be getting him to fall in love with me and want to marry me by the end of another three weeks! In the meantime, I'm supposed to be able to keep my feelings in check. So far I'm failing miserably. Maybe Isabel, Maria, and Tess were right. Maybe I'm just not marrying material. I mean, I can't honestly see myself as a mother, despite being involved in all these charities for kids.
I decide to risk looking over at him when I feel him shift away from me and not say anything. When I find him looking out in the other direction, I feel the anger rise in me. "Max, I have to ask you something and I want the truth. Did all that stuff about Jane really happen or did you make it up to get into my pants? Because I have to say that after that story, I was ready to share a part of me that not too many people know about...something really personal but then you wanted something sexy and I just couldn't help but think..." I let my sentence trail off as my voice cracks a little. Damn it! I don't cry! I hate blubbering females that cry at the drop of a hat.
I sniffle a little and turn away again. "You know what, it doesn't matter. I guess this was a bad idea." I had already promised to make up for last night tonight and I was definitely planning on doing that but then this happens. I just don't know what to believe. I really thought he was being sincere and telling me the truth about Jane...and maybe he was but he's just not that interested in me. What the hell is wrong with me?! I'm supposed to be getting him to fall in love with me and want to marry me by the end of another three weeks! In the meantime, I'm supposed to be able to keep my feelings in check. So far I'm failing miserably. Maybe Isabel, Maria, and Tess were right. Maybe I'm just not marrying material. I mean, I can't honestly see myself as a mother, despite being involved in all these charities for kids.
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
I look at her, trying to keep back any emotions I'm feeling. I'm a guy... crying is not my style. But if there was ever a time I'm coming close to it...its now.
"Firstly Liz... your the one who stopped us up here. I'm sorry if you think I'm a jerk but... you drive me crazy ok? There I said it... I can't not stop ruddy thinking about you." I tell her evenly in a voice without emotion.
I put my hand in my pocket and take out my wallet. I find the tear in the back of the wallet and fish inside for the item I know that's there. When my fingers touch it I bring out the battered photograph. It was a pretty good picture of me actually... I certainly looked happy in my first year learning to be a docter outfit, standing next to my at-the-time girlfriend. I put the photo wordlessly down on the space inbetween us and then turn away again, not saying anything. I know she has no reason to trust me. But it hurts. It hurts that the first time I ever told anyone I cared about about Jane....
Whoa....care about? No... no I dont care for Liz. I mean...she's nothing. I mean I clearly don't mean a thing to her.
I look at her, trying to keep back any emotions I'm feeling. I'm a guy... crying is not my style. But if there was ever a time I'm coming close to it...its now.
"Firstly Liz... your the one who stopped us up here. I'm sorry if you think I'm a jerk but... you drive me crazy ok? There I said it... I can't not stop ruddy thinking about you." I tell her evenly in a voice without emotion.
I put my hand in my pocket and take out my wallet. I find the tear in the back of the wallet and fish inside for the item I know that's there. When my fingers touch it I bring out the battered photograph. It was a pretty good picture of me actually... I certainly looked happy in my first year learning to be a docter outfit, standing next to my at-the-time girlfriend. I put the photo wordlessly down on the space inbetween us and then turn away again, not saying anything. I know she has no reason to trust me. But it hurts. It hurts that the first time I ever told anyone I cared about about Jane....
Whoa....care about? No... no I dont care for Liz. I mean...she's nothing. I mean I clearly don't mean a thing to her.
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~LIZ~
"Firstly Liz... your the one who stopped us up here. I'm sorry if you think I'm a jerk but... you drive me crazy ok? There I said it... I can't not stop ruddy thinking about you."
I look at him sharply at his words when he takes out his wallet and pulls something out of it. He places it on the bench between us and looks away. I hesitantly reach for it and hold it up. It's a well-worn picture of him and some girl in his arms. She's beautiful, far prettier than I am, but that's not what captures my attention. It's his smile. He looks so happy and in love. I've never seen that look on his face but now that I know what it looks like, I long to in a way I can't explain.
After a few moments of studying the picture, I bite my bottom lip and take his hand gently. Turning it palm up, I lay the picture in his hand. "She was beautiful," I say softly. "I can see why you were attracted to her." I take my hand back and brush a strand of hair that's come loose from my ponytail back out of my face. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you. I...I guess I just get a little emotional when I think about my mother and I was hurt at the thought that you might be lying to me just to get...well, it doesn't matter what I thought. I'm sorry," I admit to him. I glance back down at Gus who has some other guy standing with him now. This one is looking at the control box and I frown as I look back out at the view. Gus sure is playing up the story that there's a malfunction.
"Firstly Liz... your the one who stopped us up here. I'm sorry if you think I'm a jerk but... you drive me crazy ok? There I said it... I can't not stop ruddy thinking about you."
I look at him sharply at his words when he takes out his wallet and pulls something out of it. He places it on the bench between us and looks away. I hesitantly reach for it and hold it up. It's a well-worn picture of him and some girl in his arms. She's beautiful, far prettier than I am, but that's not what captures my attention. It's his smile. He looks so happy and in love. I've never seen that look on his face but now that I know what it looks like, I long to in a way I can't explain.
After a few moments of studying the picture, I bite my bottom lip and take his hand gently. Turning it palm up, I lay the picture in his hand. "She was beautiful," I say softly. "I can see why you were attracted to her." I take my hand back and brush a strand of hair that's come loose from my ponytail back out of my face. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you. I...I guess I just get a little emotional when I think about my mother and I was hurt at the thought that you might be lying to me just to get...well, it doesn't matter what I thought. I'm sorry," I admit to him. I glance back down at Gus who has some other guy standing with him now. This one is looking at the control box and I frown as I look back out at the view. Gus sure is playing up the story that there's a malfunction.
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
She takes my hand and puts the picture in my palm.
"She was beautiful, I can see why you were attracted to her."
Hm. Doesn't matter now anyway.
"I'm sorry I didn't believe you. I...I guess I just get a little emotional when I think about my mother and I was hurt at the thought that you might be lying to me just to get...well, it doesn't matter what I thought. I'm sorry,"
I swallow before murmuring. "It's ok... I wouldn't believe me either." I silently take the photo and put it back in its hidden place in my wallet. I bet shes wondering why I still have it... but I don't think she's gonna like it.
"Before you ask..." I mutter, looking down at my lap, "I still have it because I want to make myself remember... remember not to trust someone so easy..." I swallow before adding, "That picture was taken a week after she had started sleeping around with someone else. Someone at the time I considered a friend."
I put my wallet away as I mutter, "People are never as... simple as it seems."
She takes my hand and puts the picture in my palm.
"She was beautiful, I can see why you were attracted to her."
Hm. Doesn't matter now anyway.
"I'm sorry I didn't believe you. I...I guess I just get a little emotional when I think about my mother and I was hurt at the thought that you might be lying to me just to get...well, it doesn't matter what I thought. I'm sorry,"
I swallow before murmuring. "It's ok... I wouldn't believe me either." I silently take the photo and put it back in its hidden place in my wallet. I bet shes wondering why I still have it... but I don't think she's gonna like it.
"Before you ask..." I mutter, looking down at my lap, "I still have it because I want to make myself remember... remember not to trust someone so easy..." I swallow before adding, "That picture was taken a week after she had started sleeping around with someone else. Someone at the time I considered a friend."
I put my wallet away as I mutter, "People are never as... simple as it seems."