same song && dance ,, [malcom]

[ryan kate berkley]

Ryan Kate Berkley !

water sprang from the female's mouth as ryan suddenly seemed to draw back into her life. eyes sputtering open, she gave a small, unnessecary giggle. she grabbed his arm gently, pushing herself into a sitting position on the board. '' you know in the movie the boy that was so madly in love dies, right? '' she gave an awkward cough, trying to find her voice to finish the sentence. '' if i didn't know better, i'd say this is more like a 'prince charming saves the damsel in distress' moment. '' once again, she came deadly close to kissing him- and then her arms wrapped around him, her lips moving away from his. she'd change the kiss into a hug, not sure what he'd say if she really did kiss him.

~* my faith in you was fadin'. *~

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she let her arms fall from his shoulders, no longer a smile on her face. she looked towards the sun, putting a larger space between them by moving her body. she grabbed dream by the waist, hoisting her onto her lap. cooeing to the little pig softly, she secretly stole glances at malcom. he just saved her life, surely he deserved something for the act of kindness. and, that funny thing was back. tossing half of her blonde curls over one shoulder, she leaned towards him.

~* i love you and that's all i really know. *~

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the kiss seemed to feel ten times better than flying, it opened up her imagination and flooded it with fantastic ideas. his lips tasted like chocolate, and surprisingly like sand. she couldn't help but laugh at the silly thought. not wanting the kiss to end, ryan wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. her lips would curl into a smile, making it hard to kiss him. '' i missed you, malcom levi james. ''

~* all theres left to do is run. *~

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pulling her lips away from her momentarily, she moved her fingers to his arm, pinching him slightly. positive that he was real she moved in for another kiss, trying to get him on the board with her. she didn't care if this was too much for him, she knew if she didn't take her cahnce she'd be ending up without him. better safe than sorry.

~* it's a love story, baby just say yes. *~

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&& hello, this is ryan berkley ,
&& broken six times ,
&& muse is a total eight !
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[malcom levi james]

malcom let out a bit of the air he hadn't realised he'd been holding when he felt her sputter back to life in his arm. giving her a slight boost as she pulled herself up onto the board, he smiled, his feet still waving in the water below him. you know in the movie the boy that was so madly in love dies, right? if i didn't know better, i'd say this is more like a 'prince charming saves the damsel in distress' moment.

[/i] shaking his head he felt little droplets of water flew off as he did so.

pulling himself up on the board, throwing one leg across so that he was facing her, he scratched the pig's head, seeing as it was sitting in between them. yeah, 'cept i'm no prince charming.[/b] even though he knew a few girls who would disagree, namely his best friend and almost-sister, eula. his turquoise eyes practically crossed as he watched her get closer to him, but she surprised him by wrapping her arms around his shoulder in a hug. he wasn't even sure why he was expecting her to kiss him, he knew that he didn't deserve it, not from her.

watching as she held her pig, he leaned his hands back onto the board, his feet gently moving through the water. and then she kissed him. all of the nights the previous september of knowing that he had blown it with the one girl he'd truly cared about came rolling back at him like a wrecking ball. a song started rolling through his head, a familiar song that he had heard all too often this past year; laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah, driving around on a saturday night, you made fun of me for singing my song. . .

moving his hands to her waist, he kissed her back, now completely convinced that his sister had put something in his cereal that morning. there was no way he would open himself up to the risk that ryan would come to her senses and walk away again if he were sober. i missed you, malcom levi james.[/i] keeping his face near hers, he gave her a sad little smile. i've never left.[/b] it had a double meaning, but he was sure that it would at least sound charming.

yelping slightly when she pinched him, he laughed. you know you're supposed to pinch yourself when you think you're dreaming, not me.[/b] he joked, slipping his hands off her waist and back so they were resting on the board in front of him.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

[ryan kate berkley]

Ryan Kate Berkley !

how confusing this all was. in her heart, she wanted to believe that he was different. she wanted to believe he wouldn't break her heart. but her mind told her the truth, her mind set her sraight on reality. she knew the facts about malcom, and he didn't stay very close for a long time. if she let herself fall for him once again, she'd be the one to pay. he'd already broken her heart one time too many, and she wasn't about to let 'one' become a couple. leaning her frame against the board, a few more strokes would get them near the shore.

~* my faith in you was fadin'. *~

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ryan smiled softly to malcom, making sure dare touched all four toes onto the sand before ryan let go of the board. as dare went sprinting across the beach, doing circles and jumping with joy, ryan took her bodyweight off the board. she grabbed the board, and cradled it under her arm. ryan went to the tree malcom had been sitting under for shade only minutes ago. it was nighttime by now, and the tree captured some of the bitter winds that otherwise would probably give her the shivers. she was going to have the flu, no doubt. but at the moment she was debating whether malcom was worth it or not.

~* i love you and that's all i really know. *~

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malcom lay beside her, busy in thought she assumed. giggling softly, she'd try to tackle his body- wrapping her arms around his waist. her figure would lay atop of his, her fingers gently poking at various spots on his face. she wanted to bite him, her teeth were always looking for something to bite, but decided against it. come off as cute, and not totally weird. so instead, she settled on playing with strands of his wet hair. ryan was cold, so malcom's body provided her with an endless amount of warmth. flipping her body to lay next to him, she took his arm and wrapped it around her, cuddling into him softly.

~* all theres left to do is run. *~

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she wasn't usually this girly, but she wanted to bring up some heat. she wanted him to feel what she felt, because she knew that he already didn't. ryan had her about all the girls, when she got back here there seemed to be a million stories. and even while they were dating, she heard of the girls. it was like dating a celebrity. but she'd known malcom her whole life, and while she was away she reserved herself strictly for him. she was even still a virgin, for him. and she wanted him to pay. she wanted to make him so deepily in love with her, and then ryan wanted to cause the fall. ryan had thought of this plan while she sat alone under the tree, and so far it sounded pretty peachy. she brought her lips to malcom's ear, her voice so soft it was barely audible. '' nobody would see us, malcom. nobody would see us if we.. ''

~* it's a love story, baby just say yes. *~

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&& hello, this is ryan berkley ,
&& broken seven times ,
&& muse is a total three !
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[malcom levi james]

pulling his feet up onto the board as she started paddling, resting one hand on dare to make sure the pig stayed on the board this time. lifting his face up to the darkening sky, malcom signed, you could just begin to see the faintest touches of stars, their glittering lights taking away from the eerie glow that was half-night half-day. piling off when they reached the sandbar, he sank his toes into the mushy sand, feeling fish swim around his legs. just standing there for a moment, he watched as ryan continued to paddle towards the shore, her pig about dancing in order to go racing off down the beach.

striding through the surf, the waves buffering the small of his back as he did so, he tucked one hand in the pocket of his swim trunks, trying to figure out what the hell he was doing. following her out of the water, stepping on some of the comical pig tracks that were leading away from the pair. ryan berkley was definitely back in town.

plopping himself under the only tree along the beach, the swing that hung from it's branches hooked to the trunk for the night. he looked over at his, as cliche as it sounded, high school sweet heart, his back resting against the trunk of the tree, feet sticking out in front of him. at least he had lost the stork-like appearance over the years. . .

pushing himself off of the tree, he wiggled until he was laying down, the sand sticking to wet patches of skin. yes, his shower would definitely love him tonight. he was jolted back into reality at the feeling of ryan's arm tossed around his waist, pulling herself basically on top of him. furrowing his brow as he was bombarded by poking, he laughed. hey now, no violence.

[/b] he joked, feeling her roll beside him and pull his arm around her.

pushing himself to his side, one arm around her waist and the other propping his head up, he looked down at her. his teal eyes dark with thoughts. until he found himself looking at her shoulder as she leaned to whisper in his ear. nobody would see us, malcom. nobody would see us if we..[/i] kissing her shoulder, he just sat there for a moment, making sure that he had heard her correctly before he pushed himself into a sitting position. no, ryan, no.[/b] yup, he had to be the stupidest guy on the island. . . well, even though that had been common knowledge already, it was now obvious even to him. what are we doing here, ry?[/b] he questioned, backtracking to figure out how he had gone from being slapped to wanting to make out with his old girl friend on the beach?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

[ryan kate berkley]

Ryan Kate Berkley !

as if dare knew what was happening she brought her form over to ryan, her snout gently resting against her palm. but ryan wouldn't have it, she swatted at the pig with her other hand- making her yelp. with her brows coming together, she turned her head to malcom. '' You know what, fine. I was okay with you not wanting to have sex with me when I was younger, but now, it's just ridiculous. Do you like me, or not? '' ryan seemed to growl the words, her body trembling with rage.

~* my faith in you was fadin'. *~

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not caring for an answer, she'd storm off from him. her toes barely seemed to touch the sand as she ran behind the shack, collapsing once safely hidden. her mascara would run as tears fell to the sand, turning it into a some-what muddy substance. she sat on her legs, wrapping her arms around her from the cold. as if on que, dare trotted up to her, positioning herself in a sitting position in her lap. she'd stroke dare, crying softly into her fur. she always assumed malcom never liked her that way, but now the assumption had been confirmed.

~* it's a love story, baby just say yes. *~

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&& hello, this is ryan berkley ,
&& broken - times ,
&& muse is a total two !
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[malcom levi james]

malcom watched when dare trotted over to her, pushing her snout against ryan's hand. but what astounded him was when she slapped the little pig. ryan! he exclaimed, watching as the pig yelped and raced off, away from the blonde. you know what, fine. i was okay with you not wanting to have sex with me when i was younger, but now, it's just ridiculous. do you like me, or not?

[/i] reaching out to grab her hand but she was too far away as she stormed off. falling back into the sand, he ran his hand across his face, the rim between his thumb and his index finger resting on the bridge of his nose. damn it.[/b] he muttered.

pushing himself to his feet, mal pulled up the surfboard out of the sand and headed over to the surf shack, levelling a glare at the guy who was leaning against the counter, expectingly. shut the hell up.[/b] he ordered, turquoise eyes glinting in the darkness. damn it james, could you have screwed that up anymore?[/b] he asked himself under his breath as he stared out at the water, attempting to figure out what he was doing.

listening to the night, he looked over his shoulder when he heard crying. staring down at his feet in the sand, he shifted uncomfortably. he felt terrible for making her cry, genuinely terrible, he loved her, yes, but he knew that he had lost her, probably for good. . . yet he couldn't just leave. snagging his shirt out of the sand, he tossed it over his shoulder and headed towards the shack, moving around the corner but staying at the wall rather than going over to her. i'm sorry ryan, you may not understand now, but i'm sorry.[/b] he murmured, hands tucked into the pockets of his shorts. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]