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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 14:50:35 GMT -5
The song was familiar as was the scenery, Trey was a regular at the club on a weekend. It was the only place to go to 'shake the stress away' as the song stated. Moving towards the center of the crowd he moved his body to the beat of the music with the first girl to move her body against his.
The greatest thing, he figured, about being Trey Sanders, was that he had the reputation of being known, and well liked, by most of the people in White Hill, and he didnt even have to attend the Academy to have this happen. Allowing his hands to rest on the girls waist he shifted against her, allowing her to try to fit just right, though no one had done that quite yet.
He'd had a couple beers before coming, so he would be loose enough to move as he pleased and match another girl as well. It was working great, though the girl seemed frustrated with herself, pressing his hands into the small of her stomach, right where he jeans began, he pressed her into him, moving up and down slowly, so she could get the beat into that would match his own. Soon she found herself matching it.
Too bad there wasnt' anyone in the club yet that had caught his eye. That was something he looked for in every building he entered, the girl who made him look twice.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 14:56:23 GMT -5
Haley had taken a break from her latest endeavor, a painting of the beach, and decided to go out for some fun. She'd been to the club a few times before, but not for fun, she'd been dragged. Tonight she was here of her own free will, and intent on having a great time.
Stepping onto the dance floor, she found a spot in the middle and just started dancing. Haley had never had a problem moving her body to a beat, and never worried about having someone to dance with. She was content moving by herself, in fact, she preferred it most of the time.
If she didn't have some guy trying to feel her up, she could concentrate on the music, and let it course through her body like a volt of electricity. Haley loved to dance, and she could do it well. Raising her hands above her head, she closed her eyes and kept swaying to the beat. She was having fun already. |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 14:59:58 GMT -5
Trey noticed a girl in front of him, moving alone and enjoying herself all the same. The girl he was dancing with noticed his immediate lack of attraction at the possibility of a new candidate and he smirked as she walked off in a huff. His concience moving on soon after.
Allowing the music to course through him slowly Trey moved right to the beat, all the while staying near the girl. One more for the list of girls he'd date. She hadn't made him look more than once and he was intrigued the one time. There was something else he was looking for. But just like every weekend, he found the girl who inrigued him and stuck around her for the night.
Shifting behind her Trey danced in a way that was against her and away from her, if anyone saw it they'd know it. If someone tried to describe it, there was no way someone could get it. He didn't bother with his name, nor did he try to look at her face once more. He was behind her, moving to the beat of a song by Rihanna that he heard everytime he was there. "DJ LET IT PLAY.." The worsd coursed through everyone as if they weren't going to hear it again.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 15:13:03 GMT -5
Haley laughed and clapped with everyone else as the one song ended and another began. The new one was by Rihanna, one she'd heard a million times and yet loved to dance to all the same. She started dancing again, this time a bit more sexily and dipping up and down, moving her perfectly proportioned waist.
It wasn't long before she felt someone dancing close to her. Immediately knowing it was a guy, she turned so she could get a look at him. Surprisingly, her smirk turned into a smile. Unlike most of the guys she'd danced with in the past, this one seemed to know how to move to a beat. Deciding to just go for it, she was here for fun after all, Haley moved closer and let the beat take over.
At one point during the remainder of the song, she had her arms around his neck and was grinding against him, their bodies practically one. Haley had to admit, they fit pretty well together, and she noticed people staring.
Once the song was over, she gave the guy a smile and walked off the dance floor. She had to admit, that was the most fun she'd had at a club. Haley decided she'd have to come more often. Getting a spot at the bar, she ordered a Diet Coke, no ice and waited for the bartender to get her her drink. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 15:19:06 GMT -5
As the music pulsed through them Trey was surprised by how well he was fitting against this girl, not only that, but that she was confident to just walk off after a dance. Perhaps she was a look-twice. Perhaps she had more than most, watching her slowly he decided to take a shot and headed for the bar.
Smiling at her, a nod of his head, he clapped hands with the bartender, laughing as the fat man told him a joke and handed him is usual whiskey and coke. It wasn't that he was an alcoholic, but if Trey was going to party...he was going to do it the way party was defined. Turning to the girl he smiled. "Trey." He said simply, as if he was privelaging her to know his name. In reality, he wanted to see how she'd react to someone just stating it to her. If she got up and walked he wasn't going to chase her, he was that intrigued just yet, but there was definitly...something.
The song that popped on next was Low, another well known dance song. It seemed Jade's was catering to the radio station's top 40 dance songs for the night. Not that he minded, though Trey was definitly more of a rock person. Taking another long gulp of his drink Trey waited for a reply from Blue Eyes.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 15:27:51 GMT -5
Haley had just gotten her drink from the bartender when the guy she'd been dancing with came up next to her. He seemed to know Craig well, and somehow that didn't surprise her. Shooting back the rest of her small glass, she signaled for another one.
The boy turned to her and said what she assumed was his name. Craig smiled and handed her another Diet Coke. "Here you go sweetie." he said, and then turning to Trey, he grinned. "Treat my cousin better than your whores." Haley chuckled at this. So Trey was a player, then.
One of the reasons her parents had been so for her going to White Hill was because her close cousin lived here. Turning in her seat to face the boy, she nodded her head in acknowledgment. "Haley." she said right back, before turning more to look out at the crowded dance floor.
He was cute, but he seemed a little arrogant. She wondered how he'd take her not fawning over him. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 15:34:37 GMT -5
Chuckling at Craig, Trey nodded in agreement. This girl wouldnt' be a one night stand. Whether or not she was a look-twice, she definitly wasn't the type he'd do...just to do. It was an interesting thing to consider. Taking another sip of his drink he followed her gaze to the dance floor.
It was a nice reprieve to not have a girl he'd dance with fawn over him. He was interested in .. Haley .. in some way. Most of that being she hadn't kept dancing when the song ended, she had just been off on her own as if it were n big thing. Craig was her cousin, that was also interesting. Anyone related to the man had to have a very entertaining personality.
"Interesting name, I take it you go to White Hill." He said casually, choosing to lean against the bar rather than sit on the stool nearer to her. It wasn't as if he were putting the moves on this one, that bothered him. But hey, Trey wasn't all about sex and drinking, he just wasn't about commitment for the most part. This Haley girl was the first one to keep him interested in any mild conversation, at least since high school.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 15:42:30 GMT -5
Haley smirked. "You take it right." she retorted. Finishing her second glass, she set her cup on the bar and smiled at Craig, before standing up. "Nice talking to you... I guess." she said with a small smile as she made her way back to the dance floor.
Spotting some skinny blonde guy who was dancing with at least some semblance of rhythm she laughed and sidled her way up to him. Twirling in circles around him, her face brightened. No one could say she didn't love to dance, whether she had a good partner or not.
A brunette girl danced up to her within the next minute and Haley took her attention away from the blonde guy she'd been dancing with. Switching partners was something Haley did often. Turning around, she ground her back to the girls front. Reaching behind her, Haley wrapped her arms around the girls neck as her partners found there way around her waist. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 15:46:05 GMT -5
Her answer was vague and though Trey found himself interested he wasn't about to chase someone, especially someone who happened to be a good friend's cousin. Trey played well, but he didn't play to be an asshole. As Haley got up and walked over to someone and began dancing once more, he shrugged it off.
Turning to the bar he set his empty glass there and waited for Craig to hand him a refill of the same thing. "I think I do the same thing too often." He chuckled to his friend, in referral to his weekends out and his weeks of work. It was no wonder he never met someone...of course Haley was new. Catching himself looking over Trey sighed and brushed his fingers through his hair.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 15:52:33 GMT -5
Haley finished the song, although quite bored about half way through. There definitely wasn't a better dancer than Trey here as far as she could tell. Sighing, she figured she came to dance, so she might as well enjoy it.
Making her way over to the bar, she took what little was left of his drink and set it on the counter. "Come on, you're probably the only person in here who can actually dance; with the exception of me. And it happens that's what I want to do." Without saying anything more, she grabbed his hand lightly and pulled him to the middle of the dance floor, started to grind against him. And the fun begins again. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 16:04:25 GMT -5
The song was old and Trey couldn't help but laugh as Craig rolled his eyes. "They're playing cher in your place now?" He asked, raising a brow at his friend. Though it was well known that the club played a variety of stuff...this song made Trey think of his mother though, making him down the drink faster.
What he hadn't expected was Haley to show up once more, grab him, and basically tell him they were dancing. Raising a brow at her Trey couldn't help but chuckle. "What if I say no?" He asked, smirking at her. But he followed her nonetheless and the grinding to the hidieous woman's good music began.
His hands slid to her hips and then to the top of her jeans where the rested as he moved against her, his breath against her neck as their bodies matched the beat of the 80's or 90's classic.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 16:15:58 GMT -5
Haley couldn't help but laugh as she danced with Trey. They seemed to have no problem matching the others beat and by the looks they were getting they looked good doing it too. Smirking at some guy who was looking at her like he wanted to eat her, she chuckled. Men were such pigs sometimes.
Twirling around in Trey's hands, she pressed her body closer to his and moved her mouth next to his ear. Laughing a little, she whispered, "If this is you saying no, I'd love to see how you say yes." Her careless and casual flirting surprised her, and she knew she'd have to let loose like this more often. Although it seemed pretty easy with Trey.
Turning in his hands again, she slid one of her own to hold the back of his neck and the other on top of one of his hands on her waist. Her face broke out in a huge smile as she moved her body against his. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 16:24:50 GMT -5
Laughing along with Haley was surprisingly easy. Though Trey got along with most girls. Her comment made him smirk down at her as she moved with him, he moved her one way and then the other, not even noticing that other people were watching. Something Trey noticed as that no matter where he was now...everytime he heard Believe by Cher he'd think of Haley. The thought alone was enough to make him sick and entertained all at once.
"I don't think you could handle me saying yes." He whispered back to her, shifting her so she was as close as one could get while moving together, their movements flowing with the beat of the music and the intense heat of people staring at them was almost strange...yet Trey still paid no mind.
It was the first time since high school that Trey could remember ever having any sort of connection with someone. He was good at avoiding it. Not that he was falling in love with Haley, but he wouldn't lie, he definitly enjoyed her forwardness. Though something told him she wasn't always like this.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 23, 2008 16:33:25 GMT -5
Haley laughed at his comment and somehow managed to get even closer. "Try me." she whispered in his ear once more. "I might surprise you." A smirk was on her face, though he couldn't see it, and as she nibbled lightly on his earlobe, she fought back a laugh.
Somehow managing to break from his tight grip on her, Haley twirled a few feet away from him. Turning, so she was facing him, she kept swaying her body, and crooked one of her index fingers, motioning for him to come to her. She wasn't much for games, but she found teasing Trey to be tremendous fun. They had a strong connection, there was no denying that.
Haley wasn't sure what it was about him, but she enjoyed his company. Not that she ever expected anything after tonight, but she wanted to have some fun. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 23, 2008 16:42:03 GMT -5
The song changed once more, switching to Pink...a s ong from the early years too. You Make Me Sick...the name made Trey laugh out loud as she nibbled on his earlobe, causing him to roll his shoulders backwards in surprise whilst she was twirling away. Rubbing the nape of his neck before walking towards her he continued to match the beat. Dropping in front of her he moved up her body slowly, his hands sliding up her sides, with each thump of the song.
"You don't know what you're trying to get into. " He smirked down at her, pressing himself into her as they moved, bringing one hand to the side of her neck and taking his lips to the other side, breathing a trail lightly up her cheekbone to her ear, allowing his tongue to trail ever so slowly from her earlobe and around, not leaving slime. But enough to cause a shiver. He pulled away and turned her around, sliding his hands up and down her thighs slowly, the song thumping through the two of them.
People had long since stopped dancing around them. This too made Trey laugh. He was always one for a good time and no one knew where he'd gotten his dance skills, after all, white people like him should not be able to dance like he was.
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