Too Bored to Care

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Amadeus Drew Cumberland -District 7- 16

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Amadeus Cumberland slipped on his beat-up sneakers without even bothering to tie them and stepped out the door, saying goodbye to his mother. It was about 5 o’clock on a Saturday, and he hadn’t done anything all day. Why, you ask, would this handsome young man be all alone on a Saturday evening, with nothing but his penknife and the chilly spring wind to keep him company? Well, he was supposed to be hanging out with two of his friends today, but they were both home sick with the flu. Figures. Drew (as he liked to be called) always did tend to have sucky luck. Oh, well. Who needs friends anyway?

Drew was bored. Very very bored. And what did he do when he was bored? He climbed trees, and he whittled blocks of wood. So that’s what he was planning to do now. He walked down the road in front of his small, one-story house and made a left onto another street, soon coming upon a patch of land that held a large oak tree, Drew’s favorite tree in all of District 7. Oak was his favorite kind of wood, strong and durable, great for whittling and building. They lived long and grew to enormous heights, which made them perfect for climbing. Drew had sort of a reverse fear of heights. He loved climbing a tree as high as he could and just sitting there, sometimes even hanging upside down.

Amadeus grabbed on to the lowest branch and laced his fingers together, pulling himself up with his arms while sort of walking up the tree with his legs. He climbed to the very highest branch he could and sat there for a moment, looking at the neighborhood below him. He liked to do this, just sit and observe the world below. He liked being able to carve wood in peace, but (though he would never admit it) he had always been a little bit autophobic. He never liked being alone, so he surrounded himself in friends and family and girls. This way, he could have peace and quiet but also be surrounded by people at the same time.

He pulled his penknife out of his pocket and realized he had forgotten to bring a block of wood. He didn’t think there would be a good thick branch to break off the tree at this height; most of them were thin where he was sitting. Besides, pulling a branch off his favorite tree just wouldn’t have felt right. He decided to break off a small twig instead, and he focused on whittling that. Wood shavings fell to the ground below as he scraped off the bark with his knife and smoothed the end into a point, and it eventually began to look like a mini spear. He wondered for a second what he was going to do with it, but then decided that he was too bored to care.[/color][/size]

[Sher is back :)]

[ooc: still want to rp?]

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[ I decided to post because I got bored today I am just going to pretend they know each other! ]

Paisley woke to the sound of nothing. Absolutely nothing was going on in her house when she woke up. It was just a bad dream she would tell herself. That's it. That's all it could be really. Paige was rolled in a ball under her sheets, breathing so lightly She would haven never heard it. Checking her alarm the red digitalised numbers - 5. Groaning, Paisley rolled onto her side begging herself to fall back asleep until noon like the rest of her family. But she knew that wouldn't be possible, she was too awake to care to go back to sleep. 

Pulling out of bed she tiptoed as best her tired body would let her to the dresser then to the bathroom to freshen up before going who knows where. Nowhere sounded nice. All she can remember is how to get to school and navigate through the woods. And the bakery of course. Brushing her hair slowly, Paisley pulls on her the uniform of every boy and girl of District, Jeans and a Tee. It's really what they can afford really. Not many people in any District can afford high fashion cloths. Not that she really had a longing for ugh fashion of the Capitol anyways. It was all just nonsense to her. 

Slipping out the door, Paisley shoved her hands in the pockets of her jeans and did an sort of awkward jogged to the edge of town. Passing the bakery which read closed since her mother forgot to set the alarm, Paisley slipped down the alley way. Her mother always woke up even before her dad. To make everything fresh bedew the store opens. Everyone wealthy enough to by bread came in the later day and the less well off people with only a little money came in the early hours to see what they could get for the little change they had. Usually all Mother could spare was a burnt loaf that was in too long and got lost in the bake of the oven. Paisley knew she couldn't gave anymore or it would hurt her whole family. 

The Alley was dark and damp because the morning dew but it quickly got even more damp since she hit forest that marks the edge of town. She climbed over the wire and dashed into the greenery. Not anyone but workers were supposed to be back in the woods but everyone goes in the woods. Children, Teenagers, Adults and Elderly do. It's a part of growing up in District Seven your whole life. The trees. They marked the beginning and the downfall of Paisley's normal life. 

When she arrive somewhere Paisley slowed down, tromping down on the fallen leaves of last years fall. Walking under a particular tree she felt something drift down on her head. Brushing it off she wondered if it was from a bird making it's summer nest. But when she looked up she saw ti feet dangling from the sturdy branch. Most people from outside District 7 would find it an oddity to see a teenager in a tree but it was completely normal. 

Paisley dropped back, looking up to see a handsome face intensively looking a his some sort of creation he made out of a brittle stick. Drew. "Why is that whenever I run into you, your always in a tree?" she asked leaning against the trunk of his supporting tree shooting a sarcastic smirk up at him. 

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Drew finished shaping the end of his stick into a point with his knife, but he continued to work on it for lack of something  better  to do. He shaved the brown woody layer under the bark until it showed the stick's white layer underneath, and he smoothed out all the nicks and lumps in his carving. He had forgotten to bring along some sandpaper to do this, but a knife worked just as well even if it took longer. Absorbed in his work, Amadeus didn't even notice the girl that trudged up to his tree.

 "Why is it that whenever I run into you, you're always in a tree?" The familiar voice startled Drew, and he jumped, the knife he was holding cutting a slit in the skin right beside his left thumbnail. Well, at least he didn't fall out of the tree. A small stab of pain shot through Drew's thumb as blood trickled down the side. It wasn't very often  that he was cut by his knife. Sure, he had a bunch of scars from when he was younger and just starting to learn how to carve. But now that his hands were more trained and precise, he hardly ever slipped unless someone bumped his elbow or something. 

He recognized that voice, that sarcastic tone, Drew heard it all the time. He didn't even have to look to find out who it was. It was the sarcastic tone of Paisley Anna Summers.

"Dammit, Summers," he cursed under his breath so she couldn't hear, closing his penknife and sucking he blood off the end of his injured thumb. Placing the knife securely in his pocket, he pulled out an adhesive bandage from his other one. They were good to carry aroud with you in District 7, especially if you were a regular woodcarver like Drew. Even if he didn't have to use them often. He pulled off the wrapper, crumpled it in his fist, and secured the small bandage around his cut. He glanced down at the girl and greeted her with a "Hey, you." She was leaning up against the trunk of his tree and smirking up at him. Drew wrapped his legs around the branch before swinging so he was upside down and only hanging by his legs with his arms crossed at his chest. This might have seemed dangerous to some people, but Drew did it all the time. His upside-down face was about 9 inches away from Paisley's.

The girl was about his age, the two went to school together. She was pretty tall, with reddish-brown hair and  brown eyes. She had broad shoulders but not in a masculine way. Broad in a good way, a pretty way. Drew also observed that she had a cute nose.

His arms still folded across his chest, Drew matched the girl's smirk. He gave an overexaggerated huff through his nose, attempting to pretend to be annoyed by the question, to no avail. "How's come every time I see you, you're on the ground?" he countered sardonically. Drew added in a subtle wink so she knew he wasn't trying to sound defensive. 

Drew had always thought Paisley was attractive, though he'd never admit it. Well, Drew did think a lot of girls were cute. He just liked girls in general, he loved to surround himself in girls not only because they were pretty but because he enjoyed their company and he just loved to be around them. They seemed to gravitate to him, too, not just because of his good looks but because he was a real gentleman around women. He was a hopeless romantic and a relentless flirt, though he'd never admit it to himself. 
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Paisley pursed her lips and moved them to the corner of her mouth. The knife slipped from his hand, piercing the side of his thumb. Bitting her    bottom lip she looked somewhat sorry for his mishap she happened to cause. Paisley kept her cool though, folding her hands across her chest. When she worked in her workshop, Paisley cut herself all the time. Out of her little memory she had, Paisley remembered she cut herself too. Much worse though then a little cut like Drew. So bad, sergeants stocked her finger up on the little money her family could fork out for the surgery. So, Paisley had to feel for him - it probably hurt like heck and besides, it's her best friend pretty much.  

Laughing to herself it took all her strength to not turn her smirk into a slight smile as he bent backwards to face her. She wasn't sure how one could stay like that and not fall - she was sure she would fall on her head and loose all her memory. Paisley remembered about how Mum told her that the blood would rush to your head if you were upside down for too long you would die. Of course, it was just an exaggerated way to say you get head aces if you do so. 

Paisley didn't make an effort to move out of the way when he came swinging down only a few inches away from her face. Most girls probably wouldn't. They would take the chance to yank him off the tree and kiss him right there. She was observant, he knew a lot of girls fell of the looks and the gentleman attitude. Right now that - he wasn't acting gentleman like, though Paisley couldn't care less. 

"Because -" Paisley started, stepping closer to him by an inch. Probably to be more intimidating - but she couldn't be intimidating even if she wanted to. People knew her, she was the type of girl to laugh at everyone's jokes even if they aren't funny or to help anyone who needed it. She wasn't being her normal 'I love people' self. "I would much rather be doing something with my life then hanging around like a monkey." Paisley tapped his chest to get him to have to catch his balance slightly. She made sure she wasn't tapping him too hard because if he fell she would never let herself live it down. 

Drew was even handsome when he was upside down with his face turning red. His hair flowed in dark brown waves across his forehead. Even of she spend hours trying to find a flaw she really couldn't find one worth pointing out. Almost every one of the girls she knew looked at his with those dreamy eyes that sometimes made Paisley sick. Even if he was a charming fellow - he tried her best not to fall for what people called 'that angel'. 

"What's so fascinating about this tree anyway?" she asks, looking up to the branches beyond Drew. "You're always in one." she said meeting his eyes once again. Paisley chuckled. "And don't you think about saying I stalk you." she said, making sure that wasn't in his head of things to do to Paisley Anna Summers today.

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Amadeus Drew Cumberland -District 7- 16

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Drew didn't move an inch when Paisley took another step towards him, so their faces were only a few inches apart. He assumed she was trying to seem more intimidating, and if that was the case she was totally failing. It wasn't just the fact that Paisley was one of his best friends and that he knew her, it was that she just wasn't an intimidating person. Ever. Paisley Summers was too sweet and nice and caring to be scary.

The close distance between them caused the thought of kissing her to flash across his mind. It would have surprised her, all right. It probably wasn't often she got a kiss from an upside-down man.The thought was only for a split second, though, and it was only that. A thought. Drew of course knew he couldn't do such a thing. Sure, when they had first met, he had had a crush on her, but not anymore. He was too close to Paisley, and though he flirted with every girl he saw(Paisley included), their relationship wasn't a romantic one in the slightest. They were best friends, nothing more, nothing less.

Paisley's voice snapped his mind back to reality. "I would much rather be doing something with my life than hanging around like a monkey," she told him, tapping his chest and causing him to slightly lose his balance. It only made him swing back and forth a little, he didn't fall out of the tree or anything. His face did come dangerously close to Paisley's a few times, though. "Well," he said with a grin, "I'm not you. And haven't you heard? I have no life!" At this last comment, he laughed heartily to show he wasn't being serious.

"What's so fascinating about this tree anyway?" Paisley asked him. Her brown eyes met his. She had pretty eyes. Deep brown with little flecks of lightish brown that made Drew think of gold and chocolate. He wished he had eyes like her, not his eyes that he thought had a dull brown color. He knew he was good looking, but the one thing he wished looked better was his eyes. "You're always in one," she continued,  "And don't you think about saying I stalk you."

"Oh, no," he mocked sarcastically, "We wouldn't want to think that, would we?" He threw in a wink just to annoy her. He knew she didn't stalk him. Then his smirk vanished as he thought about his answer. "I don't know. I guess I just like trees. It's nice and quiet up there," he said, glancing up at the branches above them. "No one bothers you. It's sorta like being invisible. No one ever looks up, they're always too busy. 'Cept you, I guess." He gave her a nudge on the shoulder with his fist. "Weirdo," he said jokingly, with a grin on his face which was now growing red from being hung upside down.

His head was starting to hurt a little. "Would you like me to come down?" he asked, not wanting to seem like a wimp. "Is this-" he swung his body so his face swung about an inch from hers- "Too much hotness for you to handle?" He laughed again. Maybe all this hanging upside down was making him laugh a lot.



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[ Paisley shall fall for Drew She can't resist him! ]

"- Haven't you heard? I don't have a life!"  

Paisley secretly agreed with that. Not for him, for herself. Even sense she lost her memory the golden times of her life were blown away with the dust. She can only remember a select few people, Drew is one of them. The met when she was seven and her was eight. He was a year older then her but you couldn't really tell if you tried. It never stopped her and him from being friends. Age was just a statement. Sometimes age brought people apart, but should it bring you closer? Younger people learn form the older so they become a little wiser. Since older people tend to be wiser. Maybe that was true for some people but Paisley had to admit - Drew wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. She had no room to talk - Paisley had the knowledge of a seven year old. Paige had been working hard so she was almost up to date with all her studies. 

"I agree. I wouldn't call sitting in a tree making mini spears much of a life" Paisley replied with a laugh. "Though, I wouldn't call shaping mounds of clay into a different mound of clay any better." she admitted openly to whoever was listening.

Weirdo.

That's it. He's insane. Paisley pushes him harder this time, making him swing back and forth faster this time. She was smart enough to know when too much push was too much because Drew could only handle so much. He swung back and forth a couple times before she caught his head an made him look at her. 

"Look who's talking." she replied with a humph. Letting him go she just let him swing on until he caught himself. Paisley was grateful to have a friend she could joke around with and they wouldn't get upset. Someone who knew she was only kidding and just wanted to have fun. Normally she was kind and pretty much your adverse lady from the 1900's how many centuries ago that was. Some lost time no one remembers. Except for the history books at school. Maybe that was an exaggeration. They were a bit too proper. 

"Would you like me to come down?"

"No." She said, the smirk returning to her lips once more too often. Paisley knew he was starting to develop a head ace and he was too prideful to admit he was. Even to his best friend. "When you openly admit to yourself your heads about to blow be my guest." Paisley smiled. She knew him too well. A little to well. And half of her wished she didn't know him a well as she did. For different reasons she didn't even want to admit to herself. 

Once the boy started swinging around saying "Is this hotness too much to handle?" Paisley was having the hardest time not cracking up and falling onto her back in laughter. Sometimes it was hard for her to keep cool around Drew. Maybe that's why they are such good friends. 

She decided it was best to play along. Of course she would regret this later but whatever. Paisley started to sway back and forth as though she was in a trace. "Oh - I guess you could say that..." Stoping him she made sure she was close enough where he would think she was falling for it. "Maybe just one-" she drifted off getting closer. As soon as she would have touched his lips she laughed, pushing him away. "On second thought - I think I will pass!" Paisley laughed, falling tithe ground in a crisscross position. 

As much as the brown haired girl didn't want to admit it - Drew was right. The ground did get sort of boring after awhile. Looking up at the sturdy branch, once across from Drew, Paisley questioned if she should climb the tree. Ever since she had lost her memory, her love of climbing trees had disappeared with it. Mum said she was quite a climber when she was younger. Though, she didn't believe half the things people say anymore about who she used to be.

Giving herself more momentum, she bounced three times before preparing herself to jump into the pocket of the trunk and branch so she could talk to Drew without his head bursting. Paisley kicked her feet up and tilted her head back. Two things she loved, the warm sun and wind in her hair. 

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{OOC: I allow any powerplaying that Kendall might need to do. }
[Drew shall fall for Paisley! muahaha!]

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Paisley didn't fall for the whole," Would you like me to come down?" thing, she probably knew his head was about to explode. He didn't really expect her to fall for it. They knew each other too well for that. They had been friends since they were about 8 years old, and Paisley could read him like a book by now. Well, it also kind of helped that she was smarter than him. He wasn't all that bright, though he at least had common sense and he knew how to be a gentleman. He knew her well too, but he couldn't read her thoughts like she seemed to sometimes.

His hotness muct have been too much for the brown-haired girl, because she began to sway back in forth like she was in a trance. "Oh, I guess you could say that..." said Paisley. She grabbed Drew's shoulder's to stop him. He knew she couldn't be serious. That one of the many things he loved about Paisley, he could joke around with her and she'd play along. Their senses of humor were nearly identical. And she was hard to offend because she always understood him. He could say anything to her and she wouldn't judge him, even if it was one of those times when he said the wrong thing. She always forgave him.

"Maybe just one-" Paisley trailed off and drifted closer to Drew. She was kidding, right? She would pull away... Now! No, she kept getting closer. Was she actually truly going to kiss him? Drew couldn't say he would have minded, Paisley's lips were rather inviting at times. Not that he ever thought about it. Nope. No way. Okay, yeah, maybe a little. Sometimes.

Time seemed to slow as she kept getting closer. She was definitely going to kiss him, Drew was sure of it now. Oh, crap, if she kissed him he would sure as hell fall out of the tree and he'd look like an idiot. Would this kiss ruin their friendship? Drew didn't want to think about that. She wanted to kiss him, obviously, and he decided that he could do nothing but give in. He didn't want to leave her hanging and cause her to feel awkward or anything. She was his friend, kiss or no kiss, and no matter what he somehow knew she always would be. So he closed his eyes and waited for their lips to connect. Who knows? Maybe it wouldn't be too bad.

But their lips never touched.

Right when he was sure it would happen, he heard Paisley's laughter. "On second thought, I think I will pass!" she said, pushing him once again. She then fell on the ground and laughed hysterically. His head hurt as he swung back and forth again, and he was met by three emotions. First surprise, then the tiniest pinch of disappointment, and then a short stab of embarassment that he even believed something like that could possibly happen. Of couse it wouldn't have happened. It was stupid to think that it was even possible. Paisley didn't like him like that, and he didn't have a crush on her anymore. That crush was a long time ago, a kiddie crush from when they were about 12. It was gone now... right?

But Drew never showed any of the three emotions on his face, instead managing a smile and a hearty, convincing laugh. Even though his head hurt. He wouldn't let Paisley know he had actually thought -and accepted the fact- that she was going to kiss him.

When Drew saw that Paisley was going to climb the tree, relief flooded through him. He hoisted himself back up to the tree in a sitting position, and the blood rushed out of his head and back to the rest of his body. She bounced three times before jumping into the tree, and Drew leaned over to lend a strong arm, helping her up. With trained hands he pulled her up and sat her in the secure and strong branch across from his so they were facing each other, their knees a centimeter apart. Looking at the branch she was sitting on, he felt reassured that she wouldn't fall out of the tree. The other branches were positioned so it sort of was like the back of a chair. Even if she did fall, though, Drew would catch her.

"So, Paisley," Drew said, "This," he said sardonically as he gestured to the branches around them, "is called a tree. I know you're not very familiar with being in them," he said with a smile, laughing. "You're more of a groundhog than a squirrel." It was true, it wasn't often he saw Paisley in a tree, unlike Drew who was nearly always in one.[/size][/color]

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She didn't notice his three emotions he was feeling when she didn't kiss him. For awhile , after she pulled back of course, started to regret the idea of pulling back. That would be the only time he would ever let her kiss him. At first Se didn't care if she kissed him or not but now, as she thought about it, the more and more regret filled her mind. Paisley tried to shake it off of course but it kept coming back. 

Ugh! 

It felt nice when Drew helped her up into the tree. His warm hands around her torso made her feel safe, as crazy as it sounded. As though nothing would dare touch her because Drew wouldn't let it happen. She actually had someone who would help her. As crazy and cocky as it sounds - she needed someone who actually cared. Now wait a second - Paisley Summers is friends with everyone. Everyone. But she meant the real friends who don't suddenly disappear in a difficult time. A real friend. He, being a real friend, stuck with her through her accident, unlike so many turned their backs as though she wasn't worth their time. But oh when Paisley is up for a good time it's like they are best friends again. Ne'er again will she fall for that play. 

"Thanks."Paisley sighed as his hands hesitated to pull back to himself. She knew she wasn't going to fall on his watch because he wouldn't let her. 

It wasn't so often you saw Paisley in a tree. Now she preferred the ground next to a tree. To tell you the not so obvious truth, trees scared Paisley sometimes. It wasn't the tree that scared her really, what could happen if she or it fell? Bad things. Bad things. Who ha ever heard of a girl from the District that revolves around trees that is afraid of the plants. It was quite embarrassing. Drew made her push those 'what if...' thoughts to the back of her head because nothing was going to happen.   

"So, Paisley, this is called a tree. I know you're not very familiar with being in them. You're more of a groundhog than a squirrel."

Laughing Paisley couldn't help but wobble a little. "I am going to take that as a compliment." She sighed. "I think i actually do a better squirrel imitation." she admitted with a laugh, acting like a squirrel. Giggling a little she stopped acting like a freak though she knew Drew didn't care. Paisley hasn't seen a groundhog in her life. Only in books and magazines. Although squirrels were a creature that she had seen many, many time. Maybe she had seen a groundhog before but mistake it for a squirrel. That was common. If she couldn't make it out it was defiantly a squirrel. Defiantly because it was the most common. 

" Sometimes I wonder if I should laugh or pity you... " Paisley says as though it was a great disappointment. Shaking her head and then looks up to see his reaction. Paisley smiles. "Jeez! I am just kidding!" She exclaims ruffling his hair in a playful way. It was something she always did. "You are so tense." she said in a sarcastic manner. Paisley looked at Drew with both of her eyed locked on to his.

"Did my fake kiss wear you out or something?" she asked, being more serious then she was earlier. He was doing a great job of hiding it but something about him was weird. He look a little shaken. Sullen, only a little where only she would notice. "I think you wanted me to kiss you." Paisley said laying back on the trunk, crossing her arms. But the real question for her was - Did she really want to kiss him back? 

[ WOW 0.0 I just wrote a sucky reply xD ]

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Paisley laughed at Drew's comment about her being like a squirrel, and it made her wobble a bit on the branch she was sitting on. Drew's arms tensed involuntarily, it must have just been one of those instictive protective things, because he thought for a moment that she would fall. He wouldn't let her, not after the accident that had already happened to her. He had worked hard throughout his whole life to be such a good friend to her that she'd remember him. To be nice to her and to love her. He wouldn't let her hit her head on the ground and lose her memory again. Drew would never let her fall.

"I am going to take that as a compliment," Paisley said with a sigh. "I think I do a better squirrel imitation." Then she started making weird noises that she must of thought sounded like a squirrel, laughing. Drew would have laughed with her, but he was still thinking about her falling out of the tree. He thought about it, though, and it wasn't a bad squirrel invitation. 

"Sometimes I wonder if I should laugh or pity you," she told him, acting like she was disappointed in him and shaking her head slowly. Drew knew she was joking, she said that kind of stuff all the time. A smile played on his lips as he attempted a pouty face, playing along. But when she looked up to see his reaction, she must not have caught it, because she exclaimed ,"Jeez! I'm just kidding!" and messed up his hair with her hand, smiling. She was always messing up his hair. If it were anyone else doing it, Drew probably would have yanked their hair in return. But this wasn't anyone else, this was Paisley, and he didn't mind one but when she did it. 

"You are so tense," she told him sarcastically, as he ran three fingers through his hair. She caught his gaze and held it. It made him notice for a moment how pretty her eyes were. Drew wasn't tense, he was just thinking. And maybe he just looked a little too serious when he thought, because he wasn't the brightest lightbulb in the box. Something was nagging at the back of his mind, and he couldn't figure out what it was. He tried to loosen up the tension in his shoulders a little, now that he was conscious of it.

"Did my fake kiss wear you out or something?" she asked him a little more seriously. He couldn't tell whether or not she was joking, but he replied with a laugh and a "No!" Then he ruffled her hair like she had done to his, only not as hard; he didn't want her to lose her balance. 

"I think you wanted me to kiss you," she teased, crossing her arms and leaning back in the tree. He didn't answer, and instead just laughed and leaned back on his branch, kicking his feet up and resting them on Paisley's branch beside her legs. He didn't want to answer, because he wasn't sure whether or not it was true and he'd never lie to Paisley. 

"I think... that you wanted me to want to kiss you," he retorted with another laugh.

So that was the thing nagging at the back of his mind. The kiss. Did he really want to kiss Paisley? He sorted out the pros and cons of the situation, like his mother had told him to do when he was younger.

Pros: If he kissed Paisley, there was always the slim chance she liked him back. They could date, and it might be just like an even better friendship. 

Cons: She might not like him that way. She could be freaked out and then things might get awkward between them. It could ruin their friendship. She might get upset. Maybe she's a bad kisser. Maybe she's a good kisser but she thinks Drew's a bad kisser. 

It did seem like the bads outweighed the goods. But Drew couldn't deny that it still might not be a bad thing to kiss Paisley. After all, love was all about taking chances, right? And even if he didn't ever kiss Paisley, she was his best friend and he loved her. 

But no, he couldn't kiss her. I mean, they were in a tree for gosh sakes. Not the most romantic place, especially since he knew Paisley didn't really like trees all that much, maybe it would be best if they just stayed friends. 

He looked at Paisley, who was still leaning back on her branch. She seemed a little off too, as if something was wrong. He knew her well enough to know that this wasn't her normal look. 

"What's up with you?" he asked her, nudging her leg with his foot that still rested on her branch. "You sick or something? You seem a little off."
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[kendall]

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"No!"

That through her off course a little. Inside she was taken a back. Not exactly sure why though. Her heart sunk lower and there was a pain like someone jabbed a dagger into her heart like they do in the Hunger Games sometimes. Half of her was hoping he would say yes but the other half said, 'Are you Crazy? He's your best friend!' Yes, she was crazy. Crazy enough for the thought he would say yes to her cross her mixed up mind. 

Her hair which used to sit in brownish red curtains now was mixed and matched because of Drew's hair ruffle. Paisley dramatically poured her lips and blew the hair out of her face. Usually, if anyone touched her hair she would to go away but the hair ruffling thing was what her sister classified as 'their thing.' Drew better feel lucky because the only people who have to privilege to mess her hair up is herself and him. Most people thinks it's childish - and it really was she was going to openly admit it. But ever sense the accident,  nervous ticks formed. For example - her hair.

"I think... that you wanted me to want to kiss you," he laughed. 
 
Paisley shrugged, putting her hands in the front pocket of her ripped up jeans. "Maybe I did." she shot back. Paisley herself dent know if she was joking or being serious. And she always knew if she was being serious or not. This time, mixed feelings floated around in her words that made it almost impossible to comprehend right.  "You sure looked ok with it." Paisley added, raising her eyebrow beneath the hair that fell back in front of her face she tried to tame moments before. 

"What about you? -"  

When Drew asked about her she automatically twitched. If there was one thing she hated more then being confused, it was talking about herself. Even around Drew it was an uncomfortable subject even though she knew a lot about it. It made her feel like very conceited and that was the last thing she wanted to be. Conceited. It ran down her spine, the thought of it. People didn't like conceited brats. If people don't like you you don't have friends. Friends were her top priority right now. 

"Um -" she said, biting her lip. " Been having trouble sleeping and the headaches are getting worse." she said. Telling herself that if you say it quicker it would be down faster really helped. Drew was always itching to know how she was feeling but he also knew it was a touchy subject. She hated talking about her problems.

"But that doesn't really matter -" she trailed off knowing that getting worse head aces was bad. A lack of something she needed. Sleep? Maybe but if she couldn't sleep it doesn't help the fact. Paisley hadn't told her mum or da or even Paisley. Drew was the first to know.

She looked up quickly. "Don't. Tell.  Paige." she pleaded - looking at him with plead. She cared a lot more then her parents do ( and they cared a lot about Paisley) but if Paige found out that would be bad. Her twin took full responsibility for what happened because she was there when they were riding, or so they say.  It hurt Paisley to see Paige take all the blame for what was her fault. 

[[ haha! I wrote this while I was jogging! No lie xD ]]

AS WE SWING TO THE RHYTHM OF LOVE.

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Amadeus Drew Cumberland - 16 

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So Paisley was having trouble sleeping, and the headaches were getting worse. Drew knew this wasn't a very good sign. Paisley had been in a tragic accident when she was about 14, when she was out riding with her sister. Then there was lightning, and the horse went crazy, and she got trampled into a coma. When she woke up, she barely remembered anything. At least she still knew him. 

"But that doesn't really matter-"

It did matter to Drew. Even though she still never forgot him, he was always constantly afraid she'd get worse. That she'd forget about him. That all the times they'd shared, all the times they'd helped each other when the other was down, all the consoling hugs, the sarcastic jokes, the hair ruffles, they'd all be lost. One bad slip of her memory was all it took, and everything would be worth nothing. Except in his memories. Drew couldn't imagine what it would be like if she forgot everything and he still remembered it all. 

That's why he was always so worried about how she was doing all the time. If she was feeling bad or losing sleep over something he could help with,  he needed to know so he could help her out. Drew felt somewhat responsible for Paisley, like she was a glass rose hanging on a thread from the highest bough of a tree. An appropriate analogy for a girl of district seven. One big windstorm or one forest fire comes along, and the rose slips from the thread's grasp and shatters on the ground. Then the pieces have to be put back together, one by one, and even if you can fit them all back the rose is still not the same as it once was. 

Paisley looked up quickly. "Don't. Tell. Paige." her pleading eyes looked into Drew's, and he knew he wouldn't tell her. He knew how Paige worried about her twin sister. He knew Paisley hated the fact that Paige took the blame for the accident.

It must feel terrible to be Paisley. To have had something happen to her like that, it must have been horrible. She was Paisley Anna Summers. She was nice, and everyone knew it. She never said anything mean to anyone, never made fun of people. She was a sweet young girl with a kind heart. A sweet young girl who didn't deserve to have her memory taken from her like that.

Because of the accident, she didn't have many friends. She forgot things easily, so some people thought she was too difficult to be friends with. It wasn't her fault her memory was messed up, she couldn't help it. She must feel so alone sometimes, Drew thought.

 Drew sat up and looked at the brown-haired girl in her deep brown, pleading eyes. 

I won't," he told her softly, "I promise." 

Drew understood that Paisley couldn't help her memory loss, and he tried to be a good friend to her and help her through it whenever he could. Other people thought it was too hard to get past her bad memory, and they thought she was a waste of time. But Drew realized how alone she must feel sometimes, how helpless and lost. No one deserved that, especially not Paisley. 

He felt like he should do something, say something to make her feel better. Drew wanted her to know that he would always care about her no matter what happened to her memory. He hated it when she had that pleading look in her eyes, or the hurt or confusion in her voice. He hated it when she was unhappy. 

God, all he wanted was for her to be happy.

And why? Because he loved her. He didn't know for sure in what way yet, but he realized now that it was true. Drew cared about Paisley and wanted her to be happy because he loved her. It upset him when she was sad because he loved her. He wanted to be there for her when times were hard, when she was feeling bad. Drew just wanted her to know that he'd be her best friend no matter what.

He wanted her to know. And what better way than to just tell her?

Paisley, you know..." he started quietly. Drew had never been all that good at speeches, and he spoke slowly so as to form the right words. "It doesn't matter whether or not you were- you know -in an accident." He looked at her seriously and smoothed her messed-up hair with a calloused hand. "I'll still be your friend no matter what, you know that, right? If there's anything you want to talk about, you can tell me. If there's ever anything I can help with, let me know, okay?" he said as he finished smoothing down her hair. How to tell her how much he cared about her, though? He felt like she should know. But he still wasn't sure which way he loved her. As a friend, or more than that? He remembered the almost-kiss, and the slight disappointment he had felt afterwards. But did that really mean anything?

Underneath the surface of her pleading brown eyes, he knew sadness lurked somewhere.

"What I mean is... I'm your best friend, and no matter what happens to... your memory... I'll still be your best friend." He thought for a moment, then continued. "I just... I mean, I really..." He sighed. he just couldn't place his words correctly. "Just please, I-I want you to know that if you ever..."

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He decided. 

Drew couldn't stand thinking about her being sad anymore. He didn't want her to think about the accident, or to feel guilty about her sister or herself. He wanted her to think of something else. 

So he quickly closed the distance between them with one swift movement, pressing his lips against hers. His left arm was out in front of him, supporting his own weight against the trunk of the tree, while the other arm wrapped around the girl's waist. He wasn't going to let her fall. 

Paisley seemed hesitant at first, because it took a second for her to respond. In that split second, Drew wondered in dismay if she was too freaked out to kiss him back. But she must have just been surprised, because her lips started  moving as she kissed him back.

Warmth flooded all the way to Drew's fingertips as he realized she was kissing him back. It was a nice kiss, not too insistent but not too short or too soft either. When he finally pulled his lips away, it seemed to him like the kiss had ended too soon. But in reality it must have lasted a little bit short of half of a minute. He froze in the same position, with his arm around her waist and their noses almost touching, afraid to move. He was still afraid she might freak out, and he somehow felt like he shouldn't make any sudden movements. So he focused his eyes on hers and waited for her reaction, hoping to god she didn't kick him out of the tree.

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[ powerplaying with permission from Kendall]

[kendall]

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He kissed her. 

The whole time he was talking it felt like he was leading up to it. And she was too blinded to see. All she thought was it was just a pep talk to get her through the day. But it had more feeling to it it. Like he really meant it with all his heart that he would protect her. But the pessimistic point of view she kept to herself was that she really wished that would be true. There were somethings he couldn't protect her from. But the feeling and urning in his voice made her forget it.  

Paisley wasn't exactly sure what to think of it at first. Her reaction was defiantly reflecting her thoughts. The golden-brown eyes were wide open as if she saw a ghost, her body not leaning into it like he was. It took an idiot to see that Drew was into it. His hands wrapped around her waist while hers were nowhere near him. His kiss was meaning full, it meant something. But the beginning of hers? Nothing. Just the initial shock won her over. 

This wasn't right. At all. Drew was her best friend and it wasn't right to kiss your best friend. When she was younger she made a pact with herself never to fall for him and she was doing pretty well until today. Paisley loved the boy but not the same way he loved her. Or was it the same way? She told herself no but as Paisley kept going, moving her lips against his, those thoughts shifted to opposite direction.  

The kiss lasted close to 30 seconds, which was a long time in reality but she wasn't in reality. She was in a tree. She was in a tree kissing her best friend.  It felt like five seconds and it was perfect. When he kissed him her whole body remembered what it felt like to be truly happy. Not happy, truly happy. That was the best feeling because she didn't ever feel like that for the past year. If she did, it was long gone with the rest of her memories of her adventures with Drew, Paige, and everyone. 

Paisley had never been kissed. By a guy of course. Paige was the person that had millions of boyfriends, changing almost every month because of a fight they had about something stupid. People took an interest in Paisley but not the romantic way like Paige. What surprise her most was because it was Drew. How many girls would kill her for what was happening to her. He was charming all right and he was the last 'type' of guy so to say that sue would ever think that would willing to kiss her. 

Paisley didn't break the gaze they had on each other, afraid she would freak out. That is probably what Drew expect too. But she was drunk. Not drunk with alcohol, drunk on her first kiss. Something she didn't want to end. Pailsey, without moving away, rose her index finger against his lips, indicating him to stupid up about what was happening. Like it was a big secret. Slowly she wrapped her arms around his neck. Paisley tilted her head to kiss him again, making it last a little longer. Happiness flowed her veins again, making it harder and harder to stop.

When she pulled away, Paisley looked at Drew. Before she knew it, she bushed and turned away, like she always did under a certain situation. Placing her hands in her lap, she felt a tear roll down her face. Paisley wasn't sure if it was a tear of happiness or sadness. Maybe both. Wiping it away quickly she asked herself what she was doing. All she knew was that she got caught up in the moment. 

Unlike herself, Drew had kissed many girls. And that's what bothered her. But should it? 

[ I loved the last post <3 IDK if this is what you wanted. I decided Paisley will be confused because she doesn't think Drew will be faithful in a relationship with her ]

AS WE SWING TO THE RHYTHM OF LOVE.

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After her lips pulled away from his, she barely moved at all. Her index finger slowly moved to his lips, her warm touch sending a wave of electricity through Drew's body, and it took the boy a second to realize what the gesture meant.  He wasn't going to tell anyone about the kiss. He didn't really understand why, but he didn't really care. He was kissing Paisley, and he didn't want to ruin it with a question. 

Paisley's arms wrapped slowly around Drew's neck, and her lips pressed against his again. His arm tightened protectively around her waist as he kissed her once more, a thousand different thoughts wheeling through his head. He had kissed his best friend. He had kissed his best friend in a tree. He was still kissing his best friend. But one thing really stood out among the others.

His best friend had come back for more. She was the one who had led the second kiss. Did it mean that she felt the same way about him? Or was she just kissing him so he wouldn't feel awkward? 

Drew had kissed a lot of girls, but this seemed somehow different. Drew felt more meaning behind this kiss. He wasn't doing it because of a stupid crush, or because his friends had dared him to. This was a kiss that he really meant.

Or was it? Did it really mean that he loved Paisley like that, or was it something else? Did he do it just because she seemed sad? Was it just something thought of to cheer her up? He did feel sorry for her, and he had wanted to take her mind off of things. But did that mean  he didn't really mean the kiss?

But he pushed all those questions out of his mind and focused on Paisley.

She was the first one to pull away. Her arms went into her lap and she looked at Drew. He thought he saw her blush before she turned her face away from him. Drew knew Paisley well enough to know she was close to crying, but how close, he didn't know.

 A pang of guilt shot through him like an arrow. She was upset. His best friend was upset, and it was all his fault. He had forced her into a pressuring situation, where she probably kissed him so he wouldn't feel bad. He shouldn't have done it. It was stupid. He wanted to console her, to give her a hug and dry her tears, but he was afraid he'd just do more damage. He didn't know what to do. Drew was officially stumped. 

Just then, a few drops of rain fell from the sky. It didn't rain hard, just a misty sprinkling from the clouds. A few drops landed on Drew's face. What would happen now? She'd probably never be his friend again. He'd gone and ruined everything.

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"I am so sorry..."

Rang through her ears like an empty apology. Paisley knew it was full of meaning but he was apologizing for what? What did he do to cause him to apologize to her? Was it the kiss? Was he apologizing for something she enjoyed or what? The only person that should be apologizing to anyone would be to herself. She broke her promise to herself. Never to fall for Drew Cumberland just like all the other girls. That wasn't Drew's fault, it was her own fault. 

It started to rain, which hid her tear stricken face. But there was this button in her mind that was push and rain could form into thunder, and thunder can hit the tree and then - bye bye Paisley. She knew she was being paranoid but she couldn't help it. Paisley pushed it in the back of her mind but it kept floating back like t was all she could think about. It took all her strength stop thinking about it. 

Zippering up her jacket and putting up the hood, which made her feel more protection Paisley finally looked at Drew. The moment her eyes locked on Drew's what she wanted to say was, 'Why are you so seductive?' because he was the only boy that she could remember that made her feel like this. Never before ha she looked at someone and wanted more. Wanted more after she just wanted them to disappear. Drew was the first, Paisley could remember. 

" For what?" she asked, feeling the rain starting to fall down harder. It took a lot of her strength to not look up to see if thunder clouds were forming. Snap out of it... she told herself. Drew looked so worried and here she was worrying about the weather. Some fried she was.

Her hood was already wet she she just took it off, it wasn't any help anyways. Paisley was sure if it. "Don't apologize for nothing." she said. All she want to do was be cradled in Drew's arms and for him to dry her tears. But with the situation she was going to have to do it herself.

But she didn't want to feel alone, like she did at 5 o'clock this morning. Paisley wanted to feel full of life like she did 5 minutes ago when Drew kissed her for the first time.

AS WE SWING TO THE RHYTHM OF LOVE.

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