Hannah and Cal - 7 minutes

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah couldn't believe that they were going to throw her out of the dorm and into the lounge for seven minutes of heaven with a guy she barely knew. Scratch that, a guy who she only knew by name and face. Cal is how he had introduced himself... She liked the name ànd the face that went with it. He was cute. The shaggy hair cut,the nice body, sweet and sensible look about him. She could have been stuck with way worse thàn this hottie.

But seven minutes in heaven? She didn't know what she was supposed to do. She was flirtatious, yes, but the goal we to be... Promiscuous. She hadn't ever gone apart a few kisses. The most she could he for was a make out session. Or maybe they would just sit there awkwardly for a while, something she had done bèfore in the same game scenario. She walked out into the hall with a spring in her step, her hands wringing in front of her. So she was nervous, and that was nothing to be ashamed of... She just didn't want him to know that!

Her outfit: blue flannel shirt, white camisole, black jeans, black high heel boots, and her hair is straight. She he a beanie on!

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah had no clue what she was going to do with this guy. He seemed nice enough, too polite to want to actually do anything too bad during their seven minutes. However, she had to remind herself that looks were deceiving sometimes. She was asking herself what she was doing as she made her way to the seat next to him. What was the point of this game? Why did it even matter to her? She knew damn well why it did, but she wanted to lie to herself. Still, it was there in her mind - she didn't want to be seen as an innocent little girl who was afraid of playing a simple game. She wanted to make a name for herself at Somer, and outlive Sierra's bad reputation. She ruined the last name Briden.

She seated herself and drew her knees up under her. It was a small couch, ironically a love seat. She looked at Callan, curiosity getting the best of her as they sat in silence for a moment. Her cheeks flushed as she realized she was staring too much, and she looked at her hands. Her fingers were wrapped around her wrists as she worried over the whole thing. "Um," she paused, drawing out the word. "I don't know what to say. Or do." She blurted out. "We're supposed to do... Um, do something." She was typically full of confidence, most of it fake, and now she just wanted to look at her feet and curl up into a ball. Instead, she turned head to look at Cal apologetically, a faint and slightly flirty smile upon her lips.

[Hannah Briden]

A hottie? "Well, uh, thanks. You're not bad yourself..." She blushed. Hannah bit her lower lip, looking up at him with big doe eyes. Her gaze worked from the beanie on his head down to the nice shoes he was wearing. He was lean, with a nice body. His tattoos were phenominal pieces of art that she appreciated. She always admired the people hwho used their bodies as canvases. She wanted herself, but she was too scared to get it. A crazy thought popped into her head, to ask him where he got his done. Before she could ask and embarass herself,however. His piercing blue eyes caught her stare. She melted into a puddle.

Her knee burned where he had touched it, and she ran her fingers over the spot. Her leg felt hot and she appreciatded his boldness. He wasn't afraid to be a good sport and play a fun game. She wondered how much time had passed between the time they came out and now. Did they have time for... well, anything? She was overwhelmed with the feeling of want. She just really wanted... To kiss him. Leaning towards him slowly, she smiled and looked up through her eyelashes at him. "I wouldny mind kissing a hottie like you, either,"

[Hannah Briden]

When his lips hesitated over hers, her heart pounded. She felt jittery, like someone was pumping electricity into her. His lips look smooth and she was dying to give in and breach the gap between them when he did it himself. She leaned into it, her nose brushing against the side of his, their lips closed together like someone had super glued them. She wondered if full out making out was a possibility - but she'd wait for him to do that, first.

When he pulled herein with a gentle hand on her neck, she used that chance to move. They probably had less than four minutes left, she could guess. She turned so that she was crouching on her knees next to him, her hands sneaking up to rest gently on his shoulders. It was a weird position - it made a lot of weird angles. But it was hard to kiss on a couch without her full on jumping into his lap, and she was too close to that already. It was seven minutes in heaven, so that kind of behavior was expected, but she was holding back. She wanted him to decide where they were going with this.

OOC; do we want to do like, each post is a minute? So what they did in this post took a minute, and now they have four minutes left, so the next post includes a minute, whatever? If that makes no sense, ignore me, I just hoping we could make a few posts out of this.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah was doing well with the kissing when he pulled away. At first, she worried that it was because their time was up or something. When he moved to the floor, however, she raised her eyebrows. So this was how they wanted to do it... Excellent. She slid to the floor and was thinking of what it would be like to straddle him when he took control. His hands wrapped around her waist while her legs wrapped around his hips and back. She was a little higher than he in this position, and had to bend her neck to kiss him. Their mouths attacked each other passionately and her hands were back on his shoulders. She realized how close they were, her sitting in his lap and such, but she didn't even care.

Three minutes left, three... Minutes. She moved her lips against his, and then got a little more adventurous. She didn't necessarily try o, but shifting her weight moved her mouth even farther against his. Her tongue pressed against his lips, her automatic reaction to make out with this boy. He was hot, so hot. She felt her heart pounding and the electricity in her veins was flowing steadily. She pulled away from the kiss and grinned, "Nice to meet you, by the way," she smirked.

[Hannah Briden]

She could tell from the look in his eyes that he was disappointed that she pulled away. Cautiously, she leaned back in, teasing him with very close encounters of their lips. Quick, light kisses that last not long enough. She paused her mouth over his, and adjusted herself in his lap to move closer. Hopefully that wasn't a terrible thing to do - they were really close to each other there. She did. Care, though. She had less than two minutes now and the kisses were barely enough. She leaned her forehead against his, the side of her nose touching his, her lips tantalizingly close to his. Her fingers gripped his shoulders and she traced one of his visible tattoos with her index finger. "Seven minutes is not enough." She giggled, drunk off of the moment.

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah sat up a little, glancing at the closed door. She could hear shuffling, and she knew there were kids trying to Lauren in. Probably her little sister, included. She grinned at the idea of going back to a dor, and rolled the idea around in her mind for a moment. "Why, Callan, what a bold thing to say." She teased. When she hopped up and offered a hand to pull him to his feet. "Let's go," she said excitedly, lacing his fingers with hers. She didn't know what this was. A hook up, and random meeting of two stranger who just like to make out? Would they become friends... More than friends? She wanted to find out, but that wasn't what she was worried about yet. She shared a dorm with her sister, so taking him there wasn't an option... There were comfy vouchers in the lounge, they could drag one into an empty room, or they could go back to his dorm. "Where are we going to go?"

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah let Callan lead her inside, their hands still joined as he towed her along. After they were inside, she leaned behind her and closed the door, hearing it lock firmly. It was a good thing it was open before, so that they could close it now and keep their privacy. These were the sorta o things that Hannah didn't do. Her last boyfriend had barely held her hand. That's one of the reasons they broke up - he wasn't clingy enough.nthere wasn't a connection. Now, with Cal, there wasn't any intellectual or emotional connection yet, but Hannah thought he was cool. She liked him enough already and that was cool for her.

They stood in the middle of the room, hand in hand, and Hannah decided to be the first to make a move. Leaning up on her tiptoes, she barely reached his jaw, and so settled with kissing his jaw. She practically needed a step stool for this. Sure, she wasn't extremely shorter than he, but she couldn't really reach him good enough. "Ok, I have a question to propose." She let go of his hand, and gestured around the room. "Desk, couch, floor, or are we just gonna stand around?"

[Hannah Briden]

Hannah jumped when he swept things off of the desk, the noise surprising her, but the she grinned. "That was so dramatic," she laughed, walking closer. When he gestured, a little flustered about how to go about doing this, she just spun in a circle, dancing her way over to him and the desk. Grabbing his hand, she hopped up and pulled him in, wrapping her legs around his waist almost immediately. With Callan, there was no hesitation. Things were going swiftly, and she liked it. There was heart pounding, blood pumping, good-for-you action. She put her hands on his shoulders. Trying to guide him down towards her mouth. She wanted more of his kisses.

She paused after a few solid minutes of kissing when she heard people outside of the door. She recognized a few of the voices, including her sister's. They shared a look and laughed softly - already people were geeking out about them disappearing together! He distinctively heard someone mention the words "hooking up" and she burst into a fit of giggles, falling back against the desk. She covered her mouth and tried to soften the noise, but she was sure someone had suspicions as they rattled the door knob. "Shh!" She laughed, then beckoned with a finger for Cal to bend over her. "Come on, kiss me. Lets make this an afternoon in heaven instead of seven minutes."

[Hannah Briden]

Ooc; I just pictured Hannah falling off the desk, hehe that totally would have ruined the moment, you are correct.

Bic; Hannah listened to their friends and peers run back to the party, and just shook her head slightly to the left and right, her laughter silent like a mouse. She was still fascinated about the whole situation. How she even ended up t the worthy, she didn't know. It was mainly freshman that she didn't know, with the exception of herself, Cal, and a few other older kids. That's why they end up playing seven minutes in heaven - it's kind of a childish game, but freshies love it. It figured they would pair her and Cal up, since they where the two older ones and were in the same grade. Wo knew that she would end up actually liking him, though! They really hit it off - well, physically, not so much intellectually, but... There would be time for that later.

His kisses trailed to her neck and she closed her eyes, arching up towards his attention. His fingers on her thighs reminded her that she was very close with this guy, the boy she just met. In her head, she went over all the possible outcomes. They hook up, they just kiss, a dinosaur bursts in and eats them - she didn't care what happened, this was fun.