<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Roxi Reed</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>In class<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jackson D. Blum<br/><hr/><br/>Roxi’s happiness bubbled up into her smile as he agreed to go out with her. A date. Then the question pop into her head like every other female who would make such plans. What was she going to wear? The opsations of outfits she own ran through her mind like an unstoppable tornado. Did she have time to change? Would it look weird if she did? Maybe… She looked fine as is right? She glanced down at her attire and pulled at the skin tight tank, the shirt moved further down her body, reveling a bit more of her cleavage. She guessed she was alright… But it would be her first time out alone with a boy and she wanted him to like her. She took a breath and shook her head deciding it was best to stay as is.<br/><br/>A blush caressed her cheeks as she saw him checking her out in the corner of her eyes. Her giddy twit inside of her took control that moment, she squealed within her mind with as much gusto as if she had just been given her own unicorn. She tried to hide a smile as she rolled her drumstick to and fro on the table top, to stop her nervousness. Why couldn’t she control her? These feelings were so new and foreign to her she was having a hard time dissevering them.  She turned and saw him blushing and clearing his throat while shifting in his seat. She tilted her head at him and wondered what had him so uncomfortable. Maybe he was feeling what she was when she looked at him, and that gave her a giddy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her impulsive inner child was ready for an adventure, to jump off cliffs, and do things that made her heart pound. Roxi high fived her and shoved her in the back of her mind where she tied up her reasoning and held it captive with her unicorn. She was starting to feel good about herself now and was slowly counting down the minutes till they could escape the classroom.<br/><br/>Roxi nodded, “I know a great place not o far. I think youll like it, they never disappoint.” She gave a small giggle and nod, she remembered her first year here and how bad the food was. She never could understand how cafeteria food taste so… well fake. She remembered living off of oreo’s and chips that year with the occasional meal here or there at her aunts.<br/><br/>She looked down at where he was staring and back at him with a smile, “Roxi, and yeah sometimes it is…” She leaned into her hand and watched his reaction. “Some partnerships are formed and they have to work at it. Its all about how you perceive your weapon or meister. Your wavelengths could be polar opposites but if you and your parenter bend and reach, a good relationship should form. Though its not easy… That’s why some people look for common wavelengths so they don’t have to try as hard. SOme or even luckier to find one that is the exat same, though those are very very rare to hear.” She hoped she was explain things for him so he could understand. She then opened her bag and pulled out her text book to better explain it. Setting the bag on the floor did she slid into the seat rigt next to him and started to flip through to the right chapter of the book that explained forming relationships with a weapon and meister. She could feel her elbow brushing his arm every few seconds as she whispered the page number over and over in her head to keep her focused. Her arms was tingling and it traveled all the way through her body. Her pink tongue slowly slipping out and moistening her dry lips. When she finally found the chapter did she move the book closer to him to read and pointed at the picture diagram. She turned her head and felt her heart stop at how close he was to her. She felt hot and pulled at her scarf, to relieve some of the heat from her face. Her eyes darted back to him as he asked why it was bad to volunteer in class. For a moment she forgot her name, while memorize the details of his face. Volunteer? Stein? Class? Oh, yeah they were in class and he asked… She took an uneven breath and let it out slowly… “Well, I mean he not, but his not all there either…” She sounded lost and she was, clearing her throat and thoughts she smiled. “Well, volunteer at your own risk. Just remember we have plans and one of them is not picking up your body parts, if you volunteer for Stein…” She winked feeling a little braver and even a bit firty with Jack.<br/>