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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jun 29, 2006 20:50:44 GMT -5
Aimee had already unpacked everything in her dorm room. She had changed into her bikini and thrown on a tight pair of jeans and a tank top that showed off three good inches of her stomach. She had grabbed her sunglasses and a book and had left for the pool outside. It was a warm, sunny day. It was just perfect for a day by the pool, and she intended to take full advantage of it.
With a smile, she set the book on a table by a recliner and set the sunglasses beside it. She unbuttoned her jeans and slipped them off, folding them on the towel beside the chair. She pulled off her shirt and did the same. Then she walked to the side of the pool, hips swaying in a very feminine manner. Her bikini was white, showing off her excellent tan and body.
She sat down and slipped her feet into the water, letting herself get into it up until three fourths of the way up her calf. Then, she slipped into the pool, on the 10 foot end, and went all the way to the bottom. She stayed there for a moment before she surfaced, taking a deep breath. She grinned and flipped onto her back, lazing there for a moment with her eyes closed. It was nice and peaeful, with birds chirping occasionally. She might try a nap when she laid down.
She then flipped back over and started doing laps. She did twenty laps before she stopped, standing on the side of the pool. She smiled and swam over to the ladder, climbing out. She then laid down in the recliner, slipping on her sunglasses. She laid there in the sun for a bit, waiting until she was dried off some, before she grabbed her book. She flipped it open, setting the bookmark down, and began to read where she had left off. She was reading the Eldest now.
After about half an hour, her skin nice and dry, she grabbed her wand from the pile beside her and conjured herself a glass of lemonade wordlessly. She'd already mastered nonverbal spells. She set the wand down and sipped idly from the glass, a fresh lemon on the side. It was perfect. Sweet, but with that kick of sour afterwards. Delicious. She set it down and turned the page, deciding she liked this school afterall...
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Post by Alexander Aindrea on Jun 30, 2006 17:05:04 GMT -5
Alexander had been at the school for about a week now. He had spent most of his time outside the school itself, exploring the small towns and villages within walking or flying distance. There wasn't much there that he could find, and he was sort of... lost. Rather bored, with nothing to do.
Alex had heard about the outside pool, but, with the dreary sort of weather that had been showing its face lately, had yet to visit it. Indeed, the weather was remarkably good today, so, having not much else to do he decided to go down.
When he arrived, he noticed that there was someone else already there, lounging on one of the comfortable recliners. She was deep into her book, drinking a glass of lemonade, and probably hadn't seen or heard him yet. Well, if she had, she had ignored him, not even looking up.
The handsome Lioano was wearing a plain pair of dark blue swimming trunks, and, basically, nothing else. He had a bag and a towel thrown over one shoulder, the bag of which held a green tee-shirt, a pair of sandals, a special animated book on Quidditch training and a white, spare towel. He walked silently over to a recliner on the opposite side of the pool to Aimee, dumping his stuff lightly on the floor beside it. Then he turned to the large, blue pool and ran toward it, jumping at the last minute and performing a perfect dive.
He shot underneath the water, hardly causing a ripple. Still, if the quiet splash from that didn't make the girl aware of his presence, he didn't know what would. He surfaced, and aimed a wink in the direction of the girl on her recliner, gray eyes shining.
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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jun 30, 2006 17:13:55 GMT -5
Aimee had lost herself in the book, flipping the page when she had to. She occasionally sipped her glass of lemonade, but other than that, she was oblivious to the outside world. She didn't even notice when a handsome boy happened to walk by her and set his stuff down on the opposite side of the pool. Of course, that is, until he decided to run and dive into the pool. She slipped the bookmark into her book and set it aside, tipping her sunglasses down slightly to peer over them at him. She caught his wink as he surfaced, and she laughed. Well, she seemed to have a handsome flirt on her hands. Whatever was she to do?
She pushed her sunglasses on top of her head and cocked her head slightly at him, with a small smile on her face. "Well, that was quite an entrance, if I do say so myself." She smiled at him and slowly got out of the chair, walking over to him with that feminine sway of her hips. She stopped in front of him and looked down at him, that smile widening slightly. He definitely wasn't bad in the looks department. He was rather well off there. She figured she could stay for a bit, then. So she sat down next to him on the side of the pool and looked over and down at him, though she didn't have to look down too far.
"Now, would a handsome boy like yourself have a name?" She grinned at him and cocked her head slightly to the side. Her hair had surprisingly dried by now, and it fell to her breasts in beautiful waves and relaxed curls. She began to think it was definitely a good idea she had come out here. If she hadn't, she might not have seen Mr. Handsome, here. And that would have been a perfectly good waste of a day.
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Post by Alexander Aindrea on Jun 30, 2006 17:33:19 GMT -5
Indeed, she did have a handsome flirt on her hands. It was Alex's specialty. He watched her get up, walking in that cute way. She looked quite a flirt herself. Hm, he seemed to like this girl already.
"Well, that was quite an entrance, if I do say so myself."
Alex rose his eyebrows. "Really? Why, thank you. I could have done better, though." He swam closer to her, leaning against the tiled wall of the pool. "They call me Alexander," he replied. "But a cutie like you can call me Alex. And what would the lady's name be?"
His free hand, the one that wasn't supporting himself in the water by clinging to the wall, lifted itself, proceeding to casually run it through his own hair, which was awfully wet, and sticking annoyingly to his forehead. Aimee wasn't the only one who was pleased that they had taken a trip to the pool on such a beautiful day...
{Sorry, short. I gotsa go. =(}
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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jun 30, 2006 23:31:03 GMT -5
Aimee grinned at him and said,"You could've done better, hmm? Well, you may just have to show me that someday." She watched as he ran his fingers through his hair. Alex was his name. It seemed to fit him. She laughed when he called her 'lady', and took off her sunglasses. She set them aside and looked back at him.
"My name? Well, handsome, my name is Aimee." She grinned and slipped into the water, plunging completely under before she resurfaced again, smoothing her hair back out of her face. One strand hung there in front of her face, too stubborn, and she left it there.
"I think I will, then..." She grinned at him and added,"Alex." She then placed her hand on the side of the pool to keep herself afloat. They were about two feet apart, give or take a few inches, but she didn't mind. She stayed there and grinned at him as she said,"Come here often, Alex?"
[[Bah. Rubbish.]]
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Post by Alexander Aindrea on Jul 1, 2006 4:40:51 GMT -5
"Show you? Ah, perhaps. Sometime. I'm awfully tired now, though." This was actually the truth. Alex had been up most of the night, roaming about outside the school grounds. But hey, what he said before had been simply a flirtatious chat-up line...
Handsome?... man, this was one up-front girl. What, like the female version of him? Eh, it saved time wasted using boring conversations such as the weather, though, right?
Alex slid closer, flicking the strand of hair from her face. He whispered, in answer to her question, "I didn't... but I will now." His face lingered close to hers, and he murmured, "Bye, bye," before doing as she did, pushing down in the water, staying there for a second before swimming away. He resurfaced several meters away from Aimee, and waved playfully.
"Come and get me."
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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jul 1, 2006 9:17:26 GMT -5
She grinned as he said he was too tired. That was too bad, but hey, that would give her an excuse to come here another time. Then she felt him flick away the strand of hair before he said that he didn't, but he would now.
She laughed lightly as he disappeared and resurfaced some meters away. Then he said come and get me, and she grinned, cocking her head lightly at him. She turned and dove under the water, speeding under it until she was close to him, she resurfaced close to where he had and looked around, spewing a little water as she laughed.
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Post by Alexander Aindrea on Jul 1, 2006 9:31:13 GMT -5
As Aimee sped toward him beneath the water, Alexander swam around her, so that when her head popped up he was behind her.
When she looked around, water from her long hair escaped, flicking him in the face. He smirked slyly, and called out quietly, "Aiiiimeee... You fooouuunnd me!"
Just before she began to turn around, he dove at her, knocking both himself and her underneath the water. His head came back up into the air, shaking his wet hair about like a dog. Despite the fact that he, for some reason, had a pounding headache - perhaps he'd stayed under a bit too long -, he was grinning mischievously.
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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jul 1, 2006 9:56:28 GMT -5
Aimee heard his voice, but before she could turn around, she felt him tackle her under the water again. She held back a laugh and surfaced just after he shook out his hair, coming up about two feet from him again.
She spewed the water from her mouth and started laughing, eyes closed. She just tread water and laughed, the sound like music to the ears. God, she loved just being able to relax and have fun with someone.
Then she finally stopped laughing, and she waited a minute for the water to stop pouring onto her eyes, then she opened them and looked at him, grinning. "I guess I did find you." She laughed lightly and grinned at him, smoothing her hair back and out of her face slightly.
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Post by Alexander Aindrea on Jul 1, 2006 10:35:03 GMT -5
Alex grinned at her happiness, before swimming to the pool wall, launching himself off it into the air, twirling a couple of times in a unique move, spinning all the way down to the bottom of the pool. He kicked up from the bottom, head breaking the gently rippling surface of the water. "I told I could do better."
As she spoke, he shook his head again, water flying. "I guess you did."
The male Lioano swam to the side, pushing himself up and out of the pool. "You'll have to get me back for that," he laughed, walking round to his recliner and watching Aimee. "That was a nasty tackle." He sat right on the edge of the recliner, which was a mistake as it tipped, and he slid onto the tiled floor.
Alex blinked. "Oops." He got up and lay on the furniture, pulling the towel from where it lay on the floor and rubbing his hair.
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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jul 1, 2006 10:51:11 GMT -5
She watched and laughed, saying,"You sure did." She grinned at him and watched as he got out, telling her she'd have to get him back. When he sat down on the edge of the recliner, she laughed as it tipped, and said,"I think it's trying to tell you something."
She grinned and swam back to the side of the pool, lifting herself out of the water. She grabbed her sunglasses and laid them on the table by her chair. She then grabbed her wand and tapped her hair, drying it. The rest of her she didn't mind, she just didn't want it dripping in her eyes the whole time.
She tucked her sunglasses onto her head, anchoring them behind her ears. She looked over at him as she sipped from her lemonade, and she set it down and walked over. "Well, I suppose I will have to get you back for that nasty tackle... Don't worry, I'm sure I'll find some way." She grinned and walked back over to her recliner.
She dried herself off and laid her book down on her pile of stuff. She then looked over at him, head cocked lightly to the side. She grinned mischievously before turning back. She'd find some way to get him back, she just wasn't sure yet. So she sat down on her recliner and waited for a minute, seeing if he was going to do anything to her advantage.
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Post by Alexander Aindrea on Jul 1, 2006 11:10:23 GMT -5
Alexander tried to act like he didn't care about the slip. He really did. But the seventeen year old still couldn't prevent a blush from lightly appearing on his cheeks. "Trying to tell me something?" He grinned. "What, that I deserve a bash to the bum?"
He lay his head back on the recliner, but complained loudly. "I wish they had those umbrella things that you can put up..." He motioned toward his pale, muscled body. "I burn really easily... I hate the sun."
He lifted his head, eyes squinting in the powerful light. "Where'd you get that lemonade?" Alex looked around, as if trying to see a brightly colored stall screaming, "LEMONADE HERE!!" Or something.
Seeing nothing apart from trees and a few more recliners, he supposed it was magic, and leaned over to get his wand from his bag. Waving it, a can appeared in the air. He raised his eyebrows. "Dr. Pepper. Better than lemonade easily. We've got muggles beat hands down with chocolate and treats and whatever, but I'd sell Honeydukes for a good Coca Cola factory any day."
Finally getting sick of the sweltering heat and light from the sun, he gathered his stuff and moved to the other side of the pool, dropping everything beside the recliner next to Aimee, which was in the towering shadow of a tree. "Hi."
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Post by Aimee Reynolds on Jul 1, 2006 11:20:40 GMT -5
She laughed and said,"Maybe. Who knows? You should ask it." She grinned at him, catching the light blush. She didn't mention it. She knew how touchy guys were, especially when they embarassed themselves around girls.
"You burn easily? Well, I tan easily." She grinned and threw him a small wink. It was true, though. She never burned, she just tanned. That was evident by her appearance at present.
She laughed. "Yes, muggles have excellent drinks. Dr. Pepper is just one of them. Barq's is another favorite; excellent rootbeer." She grinned, watching as he gathered his things and dropped them beside the recliner next to hers.
"Hi. Decide to drop in for a visit?" She grinned at him and set the lemonade down for a moment, knocking her sunglasses down to shade her eyes. She smiled at him and said,"Well, since you can't tackle me, what now?" She grinned.
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