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{{Guard dogs?}}

Jordan had never been to the arcade, and so there he was, a joy-stick in hand as he played a game ((yea, I'm cool like that)). Upon dieing, he sighed and checked his money bag, "Yay! I'm almost out of quarters!" He said to himself, shakin his head. He and Linken were doing great, and he was beginging to wonder if she knew. Sighing again, he began to walk around and came upon a figure. "You hate yourself? But it wasn't like you tried to meet me, was it?" He asked, having heard what she'd said into the tabletop, though it had taken awhile. "I mean, you didn't know that I was going to be at the beach that day, did you?" He shook his head and began to slowly walk around again, he hated when people cried, it was useless to him.

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Feeling her hands upon her shoulders and the shaking, he took her wrists gently and took them off of him. "Don't shake me." He said, in an atempt to control his anger that was fuming. "I know we did wrong, but whats the point in saying that when its already over, or do you have some sort of time machine. I can't stop seeing you, because...Well..." He didn't have a word for it so he simply let go of her wrists and placed his hands in his pockets.

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{{Yea, I'm a little upset. This guy new my best friend had a crush on him, and then started dating this bitch he only knew for a day...*sigh* And we told him she's bad news...Sorry...And my uncle used to call me Rachie-chie-moo...^_^*}}

He stared down at her with a raised brow, his head to the side, "Then whats this all about?" He asked in a whisper, wondering what her problem was. Setting all the thoughs in his head away, he kissed her neck, noticing that his mark was still there with a smile. Finally noticing the new marks on her arms, he kissed those as well, "No need for this, not for me..." He said, looking down at her, his arms wraping around her waist.

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{{No shit! *ish very protective of her friends*}}

Hearing that it was nothing he rose a brow and placed a hand on her cheek to make her look at him before he kissed her arms. "You're a horrible liar...I know cutting, and what else did you do in 48 hours that is worth this punishment?" He asked, holding her close. "I was bored as hell and decided, fuck, why not go to the arcade, so here I am."

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He knew she didn't want to talk about it, hell, he never wanted to talk about it either, no matter how he was urged to by whomever. He got a smirk on his lips as random thoughts of sex rolled around in his mind. When she winked he pressed his lips against hers and then moved to kiss her neck. "Hmm, nice." He said, still trailing kisses on her skin.

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They were getting a few looks in their direction, but Jordan wasn't at all paying attention to it, he was too busy with Tessa's neck at that moment. He followed her stupidly to the restroom and opened the door for her, "After you, my sexy little sex queen." He had odd nick names for girls, and thats when Linken came to mind, but he chased her our as quickly as it came. My sexy laundry basket doesn't know... He thought to himself and walked into the restroom, pressing close to his 'sexy little sex queen'.

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Jordan was about to reply, but her lips were on his and he fell into the kiss, not even bothering to go into one of the stalls he just pushed her against the wall and began to rub the material of her shirt that was over her stomach. Nice name..." He wispered in her ear before nibbling on her neck and running his hands up her shirt to play with her breasts.

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{{OMG! It so would! Tee-hee!}}

"Not only is it okay, its the best!" He winked at her and laughed a bit. Feeling his shirt come off of him he looked down at her, removing his hands from their spot to take off her's as well. Felling her kiss his collarbone he looked down at her, "You're waking up old sparky." He smiled and removed her bra, "That makes us even, we're both topless, only, I don't have these." And he went to kiss her brests, a smile upon his lips.

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Noticing that she'd been glancing down at her cuts, he pressed each of them to his lips, "Don't worry about these..." He said with a simple smile and a wink. "Why do ya gotta keep quiet?" He asked and then looked around, "Right, we're in the washroom of the arcade, now I get it." He chuckled a bit and shook his head, brining his hands down to the waist of her pants and pulling at them a bit.

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"No, not try, do it...Worrying causes health problems..." He said, trialing off. Slowly he unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her legs. "Well, those shoes are gonna haffta go." He winked at her, pulling off his own shoes, so he was standing there in only jeans and socks, smexy! He sat down on the bathroom floor and carfully took off her shoes so that her pants could fully go bye-bye and then her socks. "Hmm..." He said thoughtfully as he stood up to make his paling mark on her become darker again.

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