The Soap.. :D
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Thread Topic: The Soap.. :D
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Peyton sighed deeply and looked at Roger.
"Now, you should leave now before I really do kill you." Peyton looked at Lena. "And you. Get the little ones to bed, okay?" -
Lena sighed. "Fine. But get that creep out of my face. Sonia, you're coming with me." The two of them left the room, leaving Roger alone with Peyton.
"Hmm... some friend you are. Never even told your best friend about poor wittle daddykins." He smirked and stood up, but fell to his knees.
"Well well well, lookey here. I can't walk. Looks like I'm going to be spending the night here." He crawled slowly towards Peyton, while still managing to look charming. It worked.
"Why do you hate me so much? We couldn've had a good thing going, if you know what I'm saying." He winked flirtatiously. -
Peyton rolled her eyes.
"You are not spending the night here and I don't hate you, I hate the choices that you make. You choose the Whitecoats over Lena. And everyone knows that you love her." She helped Roger up. "And you know, your an ass." -
He chuckled. "You really think I chose the Whitecoats? Peyton, they chose me. It was join them or die. And about Lena..." He thought to himself, not willing to speak the truth. "Just, take care of her. Not for me, but for the group. She's...valuable."
He crawled towards the door. "Oh, and I'm not going anywhere. If I did love Lena, she'd love me 5 times more, and wouldn't want to kick me out when I'm vulnerable. So point me in the direction of my room."
He crossed his legs and sat down for a little rest. "Byt the way, I know I'm an ass. But it's why everyone loves me. Besides... you still haven't answered my question." -
Peyton sighed.
"I really don't want you killing any of my flock members while we're asleep. And which question?" Peyton sat against the wall and narrowed her eyes at Roger. -
"I've never killed anyone, you know that. And once upon a time, this was my flock too. And my question... the extended question. We could've been great together, don't you think? It's never to late to try something new." He scooted closer to Peyton, their hips touching at this point.
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Peyton scooted away from Roger.
"Well, Roger, I know this was your flock once, but your not apart of my flock anymore. And, no, we wouldnt've been great "together" because last time I checked, I don't love you." She didn't know who she did love thought. -
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot about Dylan. And who said anything about love?" He scooted to her again. "And, once upon a time, I was the leader of this flock. Maybe I'll join again, if you'd let me. Besides, I have a little secret for you..." He smirked and put his arm around her shoulders, somewhat like a hug.
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Peyton shrugged his arm off and stood up.
"Listen Roger. I don't like you anymore than a friend, and I have no clue what your.. trying to do, but stop. Just... stop." -
"And why? What do you think I'm trying to do? I'm just trying to approach you, that's all. You're a sweet girl, what do you think I want? You're smarter then you let on."
He didn't bother scooting: He didn't like Peyton. He never did, not once. He had eyes only for one girl, but he couldn't apporah her. Not with them watching... being with Peyton would keep his girl safe. -
Peyton started to think. She knew.
"Omigod, really? I know what your doing." She walked out of the room and down the stairs; there she found Brandon and Lena.
"Hello." She said, sitting next to Brandon. -
"So, about the creeper... what's going on? Has he left?" Lena's voice was still cracking a little, but she kept in under control.
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"Nope. Apparently, he can't get up. So he'll be spending the night here. Yay." Peyton sighed and closed her eyes. "God, Im so freaking tired."
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"What? He can't stay here... he's a Whitecoat. End of story. Kick him out!" Lena couldn't believe what she was saying.
"And I'm tired too. Now, about the geography of our plan..."
It was then that Roger flew down the stairs, sitting between Peyton and Lena. -
Peyton sighed.
"Really?" She said. "Hey, Roger, your wings aren't hurt, so you can leave." She smirked. She looked at Lena and raised her eyebrows.
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