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Post by Taylor Love on Jan 21, 2009 16:15:21 GMT -5
Taylor laughed loudly as Kris seemed amused about promanading through the school. "Haha! It'd be awesome to laugh and glare at everyone! They'd probably like freak out...and we could be, like, 'what? It's not like we're doing anything...' " haha! That'd be awesome!" he mentioned fondly, turning as Kris asked who his friends were exactly. "Hm, well, the one that mentioned it was Sig...Do you know him?" The fifth year quickly sat down on the desk, perched dangerously at the lip of the desk's edge. "Hm, well, its lucky you get this door's feelings..." Taylor informed him with a nod, "I'm sure this one loves you soooo much! I'm surprised you haven't collided with more doors!" He said with a light laugh. "Aw!! Does he really like my hair that much?! That's awesome!" Quickly, the pink haired boy leapt from his perch and moved towards the door, a smile on his face. Gingerly, he put his fingers through the strands of his hair, and pulled a couple of the vibrant locks out from the roots. "Aw...I wanted to give him some of my hair so he didn't have to walk into me again..." Taylor informed Kris with a sheepish grin, holding out the locks in an outstretched pale hand. However, Kris was now talking about his artwork once more and the fifth year brightened. "HAHA! I can't wait! I've always wanted my very own Kris Killjoy Artwork!" Taylor Love could only smile broadly at his next words.. [/center][/size]
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Post by Kris Killjoy on Jan 21, 2009 19:22:53 GMT -5
Kris laughed softly. "Yes. We should totally do it tomorrow. We would be the b!tches to watch out for when they see us." Kris smiled at him and winked and continued to smile. "Yeah. We arent really doing anything, just walking through the hallway. We could nothing wrong." Kris said that sarcastically. He sighed and sat on the dest next to Taylor just infront of him so he could face him when he talk more. Kris smiled as he walked up and gave the door some of his hair. "Hes like freaking out that he has you hair now. He says we need to hang it up." Kris took out his wand and waved it and some tape appeared. "Now no one will take it down and he will be so happy." Kris stood up and walked over to the door and ripped a piece of tape off the roll and took Taylor's hair and taped it up. "Are you happy?" he leaned in and kissed the door. He looked back at Taylor. "He wants a kiss from the amazing Taylor that will stay with him forever." He smiled at Taylor and watched him, waiting for him to kiss the door. Kris laughed at his next few words. "Yes. When would you like me to draw you and how would you like me too?" Kris tilted his head and looked him with a small grin.
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Post by Taylor Love on Jan 22, 2009 20:54:24 GMT -5
Taylor smiled broadly and a loud laugh escaped his lips as Kris mentioned the promenading being scheduled for tomorrow. "Aw, we DEF should!!! hahahaha! We'd be, like, well-known b!tches!" He continued, "I know, right! It's like, if we get detention for walking down a hall and looking at people, there's definitely a problem with this school..." The fifth year continued, pushing a strand of pink hair out of his eyes. He pushed himself further back onto the desk and watched as Kris took a seat in front of him, mentioning the door's feelings on his newly aquired "taylor's hair". "Aww! I'm glad I made him happy..." the fifth year continued with a giggle, "I didn't even think about hanging it up! God, I"m stupid!" Taylor watched as his companion took out his wand, and conjured some tape, and hastily added the vibrant locks to the wall, right besdie the door. "Aw! I hope no one takes it down! I don't want the door to be sad or something!" the fifth year said with a pout, kicking his high-heeled shoes back and forth. He observed as Kris kissed the wooden structure, then informed him that he wanted a kiss from Taylor himself. The pink haired boy put his hand to his heart, a gesture of fondness, as a grin swept across his face. He hastily slid from off the desk, straightening his skirt and moving towards the door as Kris had. The fifth year moved slowly closer, his eyelids lowering as a smile graced his lips. He pressed his painted red lips to the wood in a soft kiss, as if it were a human, and for a brief moment, he felt the faintest of electricity run through him. Slowly, he pulled away, his eyes wide in shock.... He hadn't totally believed Kris when he'd mentioned being able to talk to doors, but he had forgotten...This was a magic school...Anything was possible. "OhMYGOD! Kris, that had to be the hottest kiss i"ve ever had with a piece of wood.." He remarked happily, running a finger over the smooth surface over the structure before tuning into Kris' words. "Mk, well...You can draw me now if you like! I can pose with my new wooden friend, here! Hey...Does he have a name?" Taylor suddenly wondered aloud, turning to face his inanimate friend. Slowly, he pressed himself against the surface and flashed a grin towards Kris. "I'll just stand here...And you can use your lucky pencil! I don' thave any classes, so we're good for now!" [/center][/size]
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