ooc: jsyk my finals weeks is coming up next week so my professors are loading on the course work! i’ll be active after this weekend when i turn in most of my project an papers and such!
Brittany giggled and shoved Sam playfully. “Thank you! I love dancing, it’s probably one of the best parts of Glee too.” She said blinking and leaning closer as she watched his mouth move as he talked. She ran the pad of her thumb over his bottom lip, licking her own subconsciously and leaning in even closer. Brittany was use to being upfront about things like this. Santana had her upfront attitude and strength, Quinn had her brains and her planning, and Brittany, well Brittany had sex. She had slept with just about everybody in school by now and when she had an inch, she new just about every way to get someone to scratch it. “I love games, but could we play after?” She mumbled huskily, closing the distance between them with a head spinning kiss licking his bottom lip teasingly before pulling away slightly, so that they were still close and raising an eyebrow to see if he was going to take the bait. “Cause I think I’d rather do that right now.” She whispered and waited to see if he’d make the next move.
“Glee?” Sam questioned, it had been the second time he heard someone talk about Glee and he still didn’t exactly know what that was. But then Brittany started running her soft fingers against his lips and talking about how they should play games after… after what he wasn’t too sure. Sam was going to ask, but then Brittany was pressing her lips against his, hard. It had taken him a moment to register what was going on, but he slowly started to kiss her back. When he was starting to get into it Brittany pulled away, causing the boy to open his eyes and look at her. “I um… okay.” He murmured, not exactly sure what Brittany had in mind, but she had soft lips and he didn’t mind kissing her. “We can do more of that.” He whispered, looking into her eyes.
This is too long for the tags, but I think I watch too much Glee and listen to too much Glee music. One, whenever my kids see Puck, Quinn or Santana on the TV, they know their names. Two, if I play Glee music, they say it’s Glee music AND they know all the words to every freaking Glee song. And they’re 3 and 4. I may have a problem.
Or my kids are just that awesome.
Oh and my daughter who is 3 has a huge crush on Sam. Anytime he is on, she giggles like crazy.
dude, i have a huge crush on sam and i giggle like crazy when that boy is on, and i’m 19. lol
That’s a good mentality to have. I generally do too, but when it involves my sister, it becomes kind of hard, you know? Anyway, now I’m ranting about nothing. How was your Sunday? I know that they’re usually always boring, but hopefully yours has gone well.
You need to do something to help you forget about all that stuff. And so far it’s been pretty uneventful, just watching a lot of movies, and I worked out earlier… so yeah. How has yours been, besides the drama thing?
Brittany smiled proudly running a hand through her hair and twirling the edge around her finger, ” I know its pretty awesome,” She says almost smugly. She looked at him interested as he said he wasn’t much of a dancer. “Now you’re gonna have to show me how you dance sometime.” She giggled, “I’m a cheerio you know? Everyone says I’m the best!” She says, but she doesn’t push the subject of dancing any further than that, instead leading him to the large couch and sitting indian style, sinking into it and sighing happily, eating her sour patch kids before eyeing Sam curiously. “Whats it like having lips like that?” She asked her eyes wide, leaning in really close so she could examine his mouth, tugging gently on his lip with her thumb and forfinger. “They’re so cute.” She said smiling and looking up from his lips, realizing how close they were.
“Really, they are nothing special.” Sam said, laughing a bit. He looked up at her with raised eyebrows as she spoke of being a cheerio. “Yeah I knew that actually, I’ve seen you, Quinn and Santana during football practice, along with some other girls. They’re right, you’re pretty awesome.” Sam said, smiling, following her over to the couch and sitting down on it next to her. Sam looked at her with a confused expression when she asked about his lips. “Um… pretty normal?” He said, watching as she leaned in close and began to examine his lips, her soft fingers moving to them. “Uh… thanks.” He murmured, not used to being this close to a pretty girl. “Uh… do you um.. wanna do something?” He asked, his voice coming out shaky. “Maybe play a game or something… candyland?” The last word came out an octave higher, showing how nervous the poor boy way.
