"Thank god. I love you so much." He said letting out a sigh of relief. "We'll go pick out a ring when ever you want." He said holding her closer and kissing her over and over again.

Rae smiled, tears still coming out of her eyes as she parted their kissing so she could hug him tight, resting her head in the crook of his neck. "Okay.." She said quietly. She never wanted to move though. This moment was perfect and she never wanted it to end. It was then that she heard a knock on the door downstairs.

"Who could be here now?" Vyan asked looking at the floor as if he could see through it. "Want me to get it?" He asked since he had his boxers on.

Rae shooke her head. "I better get it." After whiping her eyes the girl sat up and started to dress. She simply pulled on some underwear and sleep shorts and a whitebeater before sliding her hoodie on and going downstairs. Once at the door she opened it and froze. "D-Dad?" The man stood on the door step with a weak smile on his face. "Is your mom home?" Rae leaned against the doorway and her face turned slightly angry. "Shes asleep." Her father stood awkwardly for a moment before handing and envelope over to Rae. "This is for her." Taking the envelope she raised an eyebrow at her father. "What is it?" "Money." Rae looked at the ground in silence as her father looked over her shoulder to see the boy on the stairs. "H-He's not with your mother..right?" Anger rose in Rae as she glared at him. "WHAT DO YOU CARE!" She screamed at him and slammed the door.

{sorry, I had to babysitt my intoxicated roommate so I couldn't really get on ><}

The blonde saw her shiver and he smirked seeing her reaction. His eyes shifted to her hair as it fell to her shoulder. Lightly he ran his hand down her arm as he looked into her eyes. He shifted his body mimicking her position, but laid facing her. "Well, I could always give you a hand." He said softly with a wink of his own. Leaning forward again he gently brushed his lips against her's almost as a teaser. Then pulled back with a wide grin on his face.

Nate grinned. "I should be thanking you." He held her gently, pressing his lips to hers again. "If there was anything near perfect... It would be food at this moment. Wanna grab something to eat?" He snickered and grabbed her hand, walking towards his car. He took one more glance at the sky before opening the passenger door for Annalise.

Liza snorted. "Now, I don't think either of us would mind that." She let a smile play on her lips, goosebumps raising in a trail where Shale's hand left. She rose an eyebrow, and felt his lips on hers. She moved closer to him and kissed him again, longer this time. "Shale.." she breathed, her nose touching his.

Shale chuckled as Liza snorted. He saw the goosebumps on his skin bringing a cheesy smile to his face. The beach bum blushed a soft shade of red when she kissed him longer this time. He wrapped his arm around her as he pulled her close against him. "Yes, Liza?" He asked her softly kissing her nose.

Liza blushed when she was pulled closer to Shale. He's warm. She reached up with one arm to play with his hair. "I.. Nevermind," she said softly. She saw his face turn red and grinned, sticking her tongue out at him. "It's cold, and starting to get dark out. And my clothes are in Nate's car. You wanna go catch a late movie or something?" She eyed him and placed her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

((Late, but kinda recent post))

Tristan overheard what Nate said and he held up a finger to let Bekki know he would join her shortly. He walked over to Nate with a white fury, after he'd had enough of the trash talk. "What the hell did you say? Dude I should hit you dead in the middle of your face. Only then would you know what it really means to be hit by me." The Casanova's normally tranquil facial expression was written with an unfamiliar hostile take. He just wanted one opening, one reason to let all of his recent frustrations out.

He grinned as she played with his hair. Shale honestly loved when a girl would play with his hair. It always felt so nice. The bum shivered a little when he felt her hand on his chest. She was cold, but it was basically dark outside so it made sense. He scooped her up in his arms as he started to walk towards Nate's car. "Either a movie... or we could just hang out at one of our places. Up to you." Seeing Nate at the car putting Annalise inside. "Hey bro! Can I get Liza's clothes so I can take her out in public?" He grinned as his friend as he stood their Liza bridal style in his arms.

Nate smiled, noting Tristan had come back. He picked a shiny metal object from the floor of the car, closed Annalise's door and told her to stay in the car, and walked back down to Tristan, standing close to him and smiling. "I said you have no fucking right to touch me. Now, unless you want to get your ass kicked, I suggest you go back home to mommy." Nate saw the other male's expression and laughed. "'Only then would you know what it means to get hit by me'!? We're not in the 19th century, dude." Nate spat and kicked the sand over the wet spot and smiled. "This isn't a little boy's game. How old are you, fourteen? Fifteen? I've been in more fights than you can count, and sure as hell you don't want to be in one of them.. with me, at least." Nate smiled and held the key out between his two fingers for Tristan's inspection. "You might see an ordinary mailbox key, but to the wimps who've dared touch me.. Well, it's something they fear." He dangled the key in Tristan's face before gripping it in his hand, dragging it across his chest, a little line of blood coming out of the mark. "If you insist, then.. Let's dance."

Liza yelped as she was picked up. "I'm fine with either.. I just wanna get away from the cold." She saw another male come up to Nate, and Nate went to greet him. Aw, not the key trick! "I suggest you move," she said to Tristan, hoping he would. "Just let it go.. Your face isn't worth this fight." By that she meant the outcome of his face, what it would look like after. She'd seen a number of Nate's fights and needless to say, couldn't watch half of them.

Shale saw what was going down and immediately set Liza down and told her to stay put. Striding between the two guys he pushed them apart. He knew that Nate was deadly with that key, and was freaked out seeing the cut on the boy's chest. "Wooahh bros. Let's not do this." He hadn't realize that such a fight was going to break... hell he hadn't even noticed the new kid standing there. Yeah, the kid had made a mistake, but he didn't want him getting shanked or anything.

Tristan merely watched as Nate tried to heckle him about his form of speech. His face kept steady as the cocky idiot waved his keys in front of him and the next moment, a smile stretched across his face. Not a word passed from the Casanova's lips as a line was carved into his chest and Shale ran over to break up the pandemonium. Without anything else on his mind, Tristan launched a sucker punch aiming for Nate's nose. He spoke in an indifferent tone, "I think that you are the only wimp around here. Using a pair of damn keys, that's weak asshole."

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Nate easily dodged Tristan's punch and landed a kick on his stomach, clutching the key. "Nobody said I was using the keys on you." Nate grinned and drove his elbow into Tristan's cheekbone. "I've used it before against knives, but in this special circumstance-" Nate backed up, gaining a hit from Tristan and proceeded to scratch a mark on his chest again, "-every time you hit me, I'll mark myself. I gave you the one before because I doubt you'll be giving as many as you'll get." Nate ignored Liza and Shale, and send a blow to Tristan's head, a trail of blood running down the side of his face. Nate only smiled. "I have no fear. I feel no pain," he whispered.

{nooo! D=.
yeah i was waiting for you to post. otherwise Shale was going to disable Tristan =X}

Shale saw that Nate was going all out poor Tristan. Silly kid didn't know who he was messing with. This was going to get awfully bad if he didn't do something now. Grabbing his friend by the arms he twisted them behind back. "Nate, this kid is not worthy your time! Soo come with me." The beach bum hissed at the boy. Nate may have been scrappy, but Shale was built. Restraining his friend he looked to the new kid. "You better get gone. And quick. Because if you're still here when I let go. It's not going to be pretty." He warned the new kid. Pulling Nate with him he back up towards the car. "C'mon man, you shouldn't do this." He muttered in his friends ear.

[[LOL. I dunno what'll happen but I'll try to even it out. Nate's fighting style is like my own - but I don't cut myself. XD; I usually wait for the other person to get their little hits in and size up their strengths before I break their face.]]

[[Sorry! Edited wrong post. It's down there. vv]]

Bekki watched shocked and ran over. "What the heck is going on!" She yelled as she reached Nate and Tristan. She watched as Tristan aimed a punch right for Nate's nose. "Oh crap." She whispered hoping there would be no blood spill. She grabbed Tristan's arm and tried to pull him away. "Come on."

Vyan stood dumbfounded. "I thought he skipped the country?" He asked pulling on his shirt.

Tristan had felt strong hits before, but none like this. He spit out the little dribbles of blood that sat in his mouth from the elbow strike to the cheek. He wiped his mouth slowly, remembering each hit he'd received from the kid he wasn't too keen on being around. He felt himself being tugged away by Bekki, but he shook his head. This moment was personal the minute he was called a wimp. He felt his masculinity was called into check by this, but this guy didn't know that he was in for a surprise if he made one false move because he was keeping tabs for each hit and waited until he could overwhelm the bigger teen. "No, this is starting to get fun. Let him loose, I have something to prove now. I want him to know that he can't win every fight he gets into. You may know how he fights, but you don't know shit about me," he said defiantly. He clenched his jaw and stood his ground, which may have been his worst move ever.

Bekki let out a low groan as she smelt the blood and closed her eyes. "Tristan, if we don't leave now, your really going to regret it." She said through clinched teeth. She was trying hard not to give into the need that was coursing through her, already she could feel her fangs begging to escape out of her mouth and dig into this boys neck. "Please." She begged, her voice slightly lisped as her canines grew.

Nate let his head drop enough to eye Tristan through his hair, falling around his face. He smiled when Shale grabbed him and pulled him away. "Hey, he started it. Self-defense, if you please." Nate wriggled in Shale's grip, his eyes set on Tristan like a hawk on a field mouse. He dropped the key and stood straight, relaxing his body, and smiled at Tristan. "Shale, you can let go now." He felt Shale hold him tighter for a moment, and then he was released hesitantly. "C'mon, I wouldn't go all-out on a kid like this. Someone had to show the cocky bastard." He bent over and picked the key up, running a hand over the two marks on his chest. "I didn't break his bones, Shale. The kid's lucky enough for that. I didn't go all out. Yet." Nate licked his finger, tasting the blood. "Eh, it'll heal." He walked to the car and picked Liza's clothes out, handing them to Liza, standing nearby. "Now, if you excuse me.." He walked slowly to the driver's side, and clicked his seatbelt on, revving the engine.

Liza jumped inbetween Nate and Tristan, seeing Shale had pinned Nate to the car. "Jesus, he gave you a chance to leave." She put her hand on Tristan's arm, standing in front of him and eyeing the cut on his head and the bruise on his cheek. "You're lucky." She reconsidered it. "Or not. If he didn't do you badly.. Means he'll be seeing you again." She eyed the male, reaching up to touch the bruise. "Nothing major, compared to what he gives out.. Hey, what's your name?" She said to Tristan, running a hand through her hair. She collected her clothes from Nate and stood in front of Tristan, eyes wide. "You can't be serious! The guy breaks bones!" Liza sighed as Tristan wanted Nate to be let go.

Shaking his head he ran a hand threw his blonde hair and sighed. He really hated fighting, it always brought out a protective side of him. Shale chuckled as his friend got into the car. With a grin he made a "call me" gesture to his friend then turned around to Tristan. Shaking his head again he frowned. "I don't care if I don't know you.. I don't want my friend getting into fights. I don't like anyone getting into fights honestly. If I saw you on the street I would pull you away... You don't have anything to prove. People may call you a whimp, but if you know you're not. Then there's nothing to prove... and no one wins in fights. You both just look like brutes. So just go hang out with this nice girl and have a good night." Shale spoke sagely and eloquently as he looked at the new kid. He patted him on the shoulder with a smile. The bum wrapped his arm around Liza's waist as he looked at the boy pulling her close against him. "Babe, you're freezing I really need to get you inside." He murmured softly as he rubbed her shoulder.

Liza saw Nate in his car and backed away from Tristan. "Listen. If you ever so much as hear the name Nathaniel White, you stay quiet. He walks in the room, you move clear to the other side. He speaks to you, you run. Got it?" she whispered to him as she backed away. "He's called The Sweetheart, but he's not so sweet at times..." She put her arm on Shale's shoulder, looking back at where Tristan stood. "Let's go. If Nate decides to get out.. I don't want to watch it." Liza looked up at Shale and blinked. "Wait, what'd you call me?"

((Dude this whole situation was hilarious xD))

Tristan's eyes were stung by the warm tears that burned around the edges. He brought his hands up to wipe his eyes then rubbing his forehead, which meant an incoming headache. The girl who was cuddled up with Shale earlier came up warning him like Shale and Bekki were and asked him for his name. The Casanova grinned a little and said hoarsely, "I'm Tristan, but okay I hear you. I'll steer clear of Nathaniel." He looked at Bekki and nodded, hearing her plead. He coughed a bit and pointed in the opposite direction as he looked at Bekki, "Hey, lemme get my stuff and I'll be right behind you, okay? I promise I'll be right back." He trudged over his belongings, gathered them up, but collapsed shortly after. He just wanted to lay on the now cool sand for a bit and then once everything inside him calmed down he would be back to normal.

Bekki calmed down a little and walked over to Tristan and sat down next to him. "We can chill here for a bit." She said her voice back to normal now that the sight of blood wasn't so evident. She looked at him and smiled. He was really cute...but she was vampire, even if he did like her back, her parents would forbid them from seeing each other at all. Besides, a boy this cute, clearly already had a line of girlfriends.

Shale smiled as he saw that Tristan wasn't going to try and fight anymore. "See ya around Tristan." He called to the boy as he started to walk Liza to his car. A red blush colored his cheeks as she asked him what he called her. "I-I uh. Called you babe, is that a problem?" He asked her softly as he opened up the door of his car for her. The beach bum looked over to his friend in the car, and really hoped he would just drive away, and have fun with Annalise... she seemed like a cool girl. Turning back to Liza he smiled. "Wanna head back to my place? I would go to a movie. But I don't want to embarass you with my smell." She laughed softly.