Covert Affairs (Damon)

[Calista Laila Rosa]

Why. Why why why why. Ugh. She hated this assignment. Well, not the assignment in general but the fact that she was being forced to work with someone, and if that wasn't bad enough it was Damon. That lazy idiot who kept hitting on her. She had probably hit him numerous times, and while on a civilian her hits would probably lead to a broken nose or worst, Damon was another agent and that made her hits a little less effective

What was the assignment? Tail one of the school's teachers, steal the intel out of his pocket, and use it to hack into one of Six Flags' compute rs at guest relations then download the info onto a flash drive. All without being caught. It wasn't that hard of an assignment....not when you were as good an actresss as Cali was....but....working with others...she always had trouble. Especially when her so called partner, was this idiot! AND that their assigned cover was as a teen couple of all things! she just couldn't get a break, could she?

Calista stood in the crowd, her eyes sharp and senses alert for any signs of their teacher.....trying her best to completely ignore the fact that she was supposed to be working with someone on this, and all the stares and whistles she was getting from passerbys. Stupid civillian boys....

Since it was a weekday, there weren't as many people as there normally would, but there were plenty of teens who came here since the local high school was out already. It should be easy to spot their teacher.....She just hoped Damon didn't get in the way of her completing this assignment.

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Tag~Damon
Outfit~here
Words~284
Notes~none
Song~Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit~Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Damon looked around the theme park, a wicked grin on his face. This was going to be awesome.

Hey Calista, check this out."]He said, Gesturing to one of the booth's, but Calista was no longer behind him. He turned to see her a few feet ahead of him. He allowed himself to be irritated that she was heading off without him, again, only for a brief moment. His smirk was back in place as he caught up to her.

"Hey Cals," said Damon as he threw his arm over her shoulder. Technically he wasn't supposed to call her Cals, and she would probably smack him it. No, actually she would smack him for it, except she couldn't. That was what was so awesome about this.

When their teacher had first told them about the assignment he'd been like, whatever, because he really didn't want to follow his teacher around Six Flags, not with all the cute girls and other crazy stuff that would be there. But when he'd heard he'd be partnered with Calista, well, he hadn't been that excited about an assignment since his teacher had announced they would be having a seduction unit later in the year.

And then when the teacher had told the two of them what their cover would be, he'd actually started laughing, while a couple of the other senior guys had pounded him on the back. He was pretty sure the teacher knew exactly what partnering them like that would entail, and it had surprised him since he'd concluded a long time ago that none of the teachers had a sense of humor. He'd also been surprised considering that teacher, like all teachers, probably hated his guts out. Teachers who hated their male students didn't assign them to be the cover boyfriends of one of the hottest senior girls, but then, maybe that was the point, as he still hadn't decided who the teacher had been trying to punish. Calista, because she also hated his guts out, or him, because Calista could, and probably would, beat him to a bloody pulp after this was over. But he wasn't going to worry about that now, he was just going to make sure he milked this set up for all it was worth.

"So I know were on a super time limit and everything and our grades hang in the balance, but there's a photo booth over my the kiddie area that we should totally check out,"He said as he lightly stroked her upper arm.

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Damon's going to be...well, let's just he normally won't be this jerky!

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[Calista Laila Rosa]

Her teacher must really hate her. Or be trying to screw with her. Or trying to punish him because after this was done she'd definitely murder him. Now just to figure out how....there were oh so many choices.....Poison? Make it look like an assassination attempt? there were so many groups she could pin it on.....maybe she'd just settle for beating him. Let him suffer. Because when she was through with him, he wouldn't wake up for so long, people would truly believe he was dead.

Where was he anyways? He better not have been hitting on the civillian girls! Their - and more importantly - her grade, depended on this assignment! Suddenly she felt an arm around her shoulders. He was totally taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't beat him to a bloody pulp right now.....Someone better get the body bags ready....

Over his shoulder, she saw one of the school staff. Obviously here to check on each of the student's progress. They were everywhere. And she was pretty sure the school had hacked into the park camera's as well, so shse better keep this up.

"What are you talking about babe? My name is Kaitlyn, or is there something you want to tell me?" She said as she leaned into him, just until the Trinity agent nodded, wrote something down and moved on. This was horrible. torture. no...actually torture sounded way better than this. Then Calista glared at him with a 'what the hell are you doing?' look. Damn that idiot.

"Sounds fun~" she said in a voice that faked the happiness a girl with her boyfriend in an amusement park should feel. Of course, she wasn't a normal girl, he wasn't her boyfriend, and this wasn't just another day at the amusement park.

Noticing something, she turned so she was facing him and leaned up, hugging him around the neck. Why would she do such a thing? Easy. It looked like a simple hug and gave her a reason to be able to turn around and look over his shoulder.

"target sighted." she whispered into his ear. to anyone, it really did look like they were teen lovers. "and if you cost me this grade....I will kill you." She said in a poisonous voice. She then let go of him and grabbed his arm, smiling brightly. "Come on babe, let's check out what's over there." she said, pulling him in the direction of which she saw their teacher.

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Tag~Damon
Outfit~here
Words~417
Notes~Cali is miserable...lol
Song~Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit~Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Damon had completely forgotten Calista might not be going by her real name. He was pretty sure he had a fake name too, except he couldn’t remember what it was. Devin? Derek? Something else entirely? Well, hopefully he wouldn’t need it, or if he did, Calista better know what it is.

He was surprised when she leaned into him. Had she finally gotten over herself and realized that she was madly in love with him like he’d been telling her she was all these years? He licked his lips, but then noticed that she seemed to be focused on something behind him. He looked over his shoulder, doing his best to move his head as little as possible and using his shades to hide where he was looking. He wasn’t sure, but he was pretty sure he saw the retreating figure of someone who looked suspiciously like one of the teachers who’d come with them today.

Well, that crushed his dreams. Ah well, it wasn’t like he really wanted her to have a crush on him anyway, that would just make things complicated.

And she was glaring at him again. It was kind of menacing, but he couldn’t help grinning at her as he placed his hand on her flat stomach. He liked how short she was; it almost made the fact that she was a psychopath who looked like she could smack his head off, shoot him in the chest and walked off all-terminator like cute. Almost.

“Target sighted,” She said in his ear, he rolled his eyes as he placed his hands on her hips. Doesn’t she even have the slightest inkling of what it means to take a break and actually have, well, fun? He doubted it, poor girl. If he was any kind of decent, he would make sure she didn’t leave here without getting a taste. “You got it, sugar,” he said with a sly smirk, already figuring out a way to at least make things somewhat interesting without costing him his life.

He could see where the teacher was, and was prepared to be dragged off in that general direction. Or at least, he thought he was prepared, but Calista almost pulled him off his feet. He quickly caught his balance, shaking his head and staring at the back of her pretty head in disbelief. How could someone so small be so freakin’ strong?

He followed along after her, but he was kind of worried the teacher might see them; they needed another reason for coming over here, something that would make them indistinguishable from the crowd. He glanced around until something caught his eye, and a slow smile spread across his face. He tightened his own hand around her wrist and pulled her into a shaded corner behind the booths, a perfect make out spot. He quickly pressed his lips to hers. He would have liked to really press his advantage at the moment, but there wasn’t a time. He quickly brushed his lips across her skin and down to her neck.

“Can you still see him?” he breathed, his arm snaking around her waist and pulling her next to him. She should still be able to see the teacher, and since couples made out her all the time they wouldn’t look suspicious. That and they were kind of hidden from view. He knew this because he’d once hidden here to spy on the civilian girl he’d thought was kind of cute. Pathetic? Yes, but what was the point of going to spy school and learning all that awesome spy stuff if he didn’t use it to further his own…schemes.

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[Calista Laila Rosa]

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Calista pulled him towards where she had seen the teacher. For someone of her size, she was incredibly strong. it was probably due to how she focused on her work most of the time. She didn't have time for fun. She didn't have time for error. For mistakes. Calista needed to hurry up and graduate. She needed to get into the CIA so she could hunt down her mother as well as her brother. Calista may have been a teenager but, she wanted nothing more than to grow up and graduate already.

Calista's focus was locked on her target. Her trained eyes keeping track of them even amongst the crowd. Calista could have told you how many people were wearing red t-shirts in the crowd. How many stuffed bears were on the shelf in that booth a few yards away. She could have told you how many of the booths were rigged. But, what she didn't expect was feeling his hand tighten around her wrist, and being suddenly pulled into a corner.

A gasp of surprise escaped her lips. A gasp that sounded much more like a teenager than an agent. Maybe she was so used to being the one doing the pulling, she didn't see it coming and she mentally scolded herself for it. You couldn't be surprised by any-

Another gasp escaped her, as she suddenly felt something warm flutter over her lips. Dark eyes widened tofind herself being kissed. Her first kiss. She was the type who was prepared to defuse a bomb, if needed. She could unarm an assassin using that plastic fork on the ground. But nothing could have prepared her for this. While she had played the girlfriend before, she had never once kissed them. Perhaps on the cheeks...but not on the lips. She could have easily pushed him off her. But she didn't, she may have said it was because she didn't want to blow their cover, but another reason may have been that she couldn't. She was frozen.

Finally he pulled away but, his lips moved to an ever worst spot. Now, Cali may have been able to easily take hits. Pain was just another part of the job, afterall. But, Calista was really sensitive, especially to the light and feathery feel of his lips grazing her skin. She put his arms around his neck but, that may have just been because she didn't trust her legs right now. Cali. Focus. She blocked out all feeling and her eyes caught on to their target.

"Yes. He's buying cotton candy." She was glad her voice didn't crack. Damn it! He was going to die. He was going to die.

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Tag|Damon
Outfit|here
Words|450
Notes|uh oh. Someone call a medic. Damon will need it.
Song|Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit|Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Damon had to admit he was a little surprised by her reaction. A part of him expected her to push him away, even though he knew she wouldn’t jeopardize a cover like that. And he supposed her wrapping her arms around his neck was just a cover response. But…hadn’t she gasped when he’d grabbed her, and when he’d kissed her? It hadn’t sounded like a fake gasp either, nah-uh, it sounded completely legit. This time the wicked grin spread across his face was nothing short of gleeful. He knew it, he knew he could get to her!

He pulled his lips away so he could see her expression, and his arms tightened around her waist, locking her securely against him. He was going to have to make sure he gave her a really good one before they were done here, but not yet. He still valued his continued survival, and if they missed their chance to finish the assignment because he decided to mack her, she would do a lot more than kill him.

“Great, so what’s the grand steal the one-majigger plan little miss super spy?” He said in a teasing tone, though he was secretly trying to see if he could find another way to make her react that way again. He started tracing his hand over her collar bone, just above the line of her shirt. He wouldn’t go lower than that though, despite what people thought he did have some boundaries when it came to girls, and that was one of them. That isn’t to say he wouldn’t, err, cross that line. But he would only do it if he thought the chick was completely comfortable with it, which he doubted she was. But he had said he was going to make sure he gave her w hirl, and he figured some hard-core tonguing with backs pressed against the wall would be perfect, that and finding some random ride to go on.

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Damon's going to be...well, let's just he normally won't be this jerky!

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[Calista Laila Rosa]

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Calista then felt herself being pulled tight against him. to most girls. the response would be a giggly blush but, to Calista, one thought ran through her mind. No Escape. Her natural response was to fight but, then she felt his hand running across her collarbone and she bit down hard on her bottom lip. Damn him! That idiot! When she was done with him, he would wish he was dead.

Most girls would have been happy getting their first kiss like that. It was an amusement park, and most teenagers would think Damon was...well. hot. But, Calista was more or less shocked. She didn't plan on getting a boyfriend for a while. not until after she had graduated and taken mom down. But, even she had fantasies of how her first kiss would be. For one, it would be in some exotic location. Like Paris...or Tokyo....Not in a cramped little corner behind some booths. And it would be with a suave and charming spy. Like a younger James Bond. Not some idiot with whom she was partnered with for a school assignment.

She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks...damn it! why was she blushing? He was an idiot, and she did not have time for this! They had a mission right now, so she forced the slightly dizzy teenager in her to take a back seat and let the spy take the wheel.

"I'll cause a diversion and grab it. There's a drink stand over there. If i buy one and then 'accidentely' spill it on him, I have an excuse to try and grab the flash drive out of his pocket. " she said, forcing her voice to sound calm. Which she totally wasn't. It was an easy plan and it would give her a reason to get away from him and calm herself.

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Tag|Damon
Outfit|here
Words|311
Notes|uh oh. Someone call a medic. Damon will need it.
Song|Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit|Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Damon was pleased to see he was still having an effect on her. So, little miss icicle did have a soft spot after all. He wasn’t exactly sure who to share this information with, perhaps Cole, since Cole was just that awesome person you could tell things like that to and he’d be totally chill.

After she had finished speaking he paused amid his fun little experiment, frowning slightly. Whatever reservations he might have had about this assignment, he had still been looking forward to it, mostly just for the heck of it. Despite what he said or did, there was a part of him that still wanted to be a spy, mostly because he didn’t know what else to want.

His hands dropped to his sides. What was he supposed to do while she executed her little plan, hide in the closet with the safety scissors and glitter? Okay, so he hadn’t exactly expected her to make him the super star spy or anything, but to write him off completely…

“Sounds nice, except where does that leave me? Standing here in this corner like a good little puppy while mommy runs off and does the hard stuff?” He pulled away from her the, leaning back against the wall and folded his arms across his chest. His eyes never left hers, his expression irritated, sullen, and partly disconnected. Wasn’t this supposed to be a team effort? Did she just assume that since he was, well, him, he would prefer just to let he do all the work so he wouldn’t have to do anything. He shook his head, he supposed he deserved it, but that didn’t make him any happier about it.

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[Calista Laila Rosa]

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Suddenly his hands had dropped from her body and she could no longer feel the fluttery feeling of his lips anymore. Thank god. Calista refused to ever feel such things....she didn't have the time. She had a mission afterall. She would never admit that she liked the warmth....that her heart had felt like it jumped out of her chest. No. She was just some stupid idiot that she was unfortunate enough to get paired with.

Then she saw the dejected look in his eyes. Most would feel bad, probably have that sinking 'just kicked a puppy' feeling. But, Calista didn't. In fact, her reaction was extremely opposite. A hand slipped to her hips, and a unusual look appeared in her eyes. Something that was unique to Calista. A look of frozen fire. A burning fury, with a sharp and frigid frost.

"Let's get something straight. I don't have time for mistakes. I can't afford to slack off." unlike she said. She glanced over and saw that their target remained in the same spot, absent mindedly eating his cotton candy. But Cali knew that there wasn't really anything 'absent minded' about it. He was an agent afterall. She gave a sigh, and seemed to relax a bit but, when she looked at him there was still that look in her eyes.

"Well do YOU have any ideas, other than stealing my first kiss?" She said coldly. That idiot probably didn't even know he did it. Whatever. It was a stupid thing anyways. It was probably for the best. Girls worry about losing their first kiss everyday. It was one less thing she had to think about.

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Tag|Damon
Outfit|here
Words|273
Notes|aww poor guy
Song|Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit|Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Damon couldn't help himself. the moment she said that he completely forgot he was irked with her, or even why he'd been irked at all. "Wait hold on," he straightened and put his hands out in front him.

That," he said slowly and emphatically, "was your first kiss?" A grin spread a cross his face and he made a disbelieving noise as he tried not full out laugh. he didn't mean to be rude, but he couldn't help it. "How did you make it to your senior year at Trinity without ever being kissed?" That in and of itself was an accomplishment, considering some of the guys that were at their school. Well, this was Calista, but still...he would almost think she was lying to him except that he could think of no reason why she should.

He'd had his first kiss when he was fourteen...thirteen? No, it was definitely fourteen, he was pretty sure. It had just been a peck though, he'd had his first make out when he was fifteen....all slobbery and wet like only fifteen year old's could.

he looked at her curiously, wondering if she actually really mad about it or if she was just messing with him. She was already back to their stupid assignment, but he was pretty sure she was still at least somewhat irked...its probably because it wasn't that great of a kiss. Not that he wasn't a great kisser...he'd just hadn't had a lot of time to really get into it. But if he was her first kiss, then he'd better make sure she remembered him...

He leaned back, his moment of sulking over after her little pronouncement. "Oh you run off and do, all you have to , little sista," he said as he folded his arms across his chest and stared up at her with his signature half-smile, "but if I went up there with you and we still acted all lovey-dovey that teacher totally wouldn't figure out its you, since this isn't your scene apparently." Maybe she wouldn't trust him, but if all he had to was not keep his hands off her in order for this assignment to succeed, then they'd get an A for sure.

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Was he seriously laughing? If looks could kill he'd be lying in a pool of his own blood right now. He was a complete idiot and she couldn't wait for this damned assignment to be over. To think she had had her first kiss stolen by this jerk!

"Simple. Unlike you, I don't chase after everything in a skirt. And anyone who got close, ended up on the floor" she said with a roll of her eyes. No one was worth her time. She wasn't here for such stupid things. All Calista had to do was get good grades, graduate, and then she was gone. He was probably the type who had his first kiss when he was in middle school. What type was that though...normal? Calista wasn't normal. Far from it.

Now irked was an understatement. Calista was furious and she wanted to kill him. It wasn't just a normal angry teenager thought either. It was the sure and simple thhought of a spy. Who could and would kill him with that plastic fork on the ground at least 4 different ways. Oh how attractive the thought was becoming....

But, he had a point, even if he was an idiot. ".....fine." but if he made one wrong move! He would wish he was dead.

Reaching into her pocket Calista pulled out a ribbon, tying her hair into a high ponytail. Even that was a huge change to her normal look since she almost always left it down. She payed great attention to that disguise unit a while back....Even just such simple things could alter your entire appearance. It almost gave her a cute, normal highschool look. The kind of girl you'd think was the head cheerleader or something. Since Damon had the glasses he was fine.

"Let's go." she said, as she stepped from the dark corner and into the crowd.

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Tag|Damon
Outfit|here
Words|309
Notes|aww poor guy
Song|Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit|Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Calista looked pretty pissed off, so Damon made a conscious effort to stifle his chortling. He succeeded, but only barely. He then feigned indignation at her--what he considered excessively nasty--reply.

“Whoa, Whoa Whoa.” He said, “I do not chase after everything in a skirt. Half the female teachers wer skirts and you don’t see me trying to hit it up with them.” That was only partly true. There’d been this young, pretty agent who had come to help teach the hand-to-hand combat for a few weeks because she was too injured to head back out in the field. Damon still considered his move on her to be that of a gentleman, but after she’d put him in a pretty serious headlock and threatened to rip it off his neck -- pretty impressive for a girl who had a broken arm, several bruised ribs and an injured hip bone—he’d backed off.

With all of that it was clear his moment of sulking was over now that he got play more active role in the actual assignment part of their assignment. It didn’t bother him that said role was pretty minimal and most of the mission still fell on Calista, so she would get most of the credit when they were done, but she was going to get most of the credit anyway.

Damon had already accepted that he was more of a back-up than a frontrunner, and it didn’t really bother him. Whether all these,’I don’t need anyone I can do everything on my own’ spy to-bes admitted it or not, they needed to know someone had their back. nd Damon intended to be that person.

He followed behind her, his hands resting on her upper arms. “So do you think we could pull off knocking into that guy by getting inappropriately into it in public? That is, if you gotten over your make-out problem.” He could pull off guy who couldn’t keep himself over his girlfriend for more than five seconds very well, he was sure. Though considering how much she’d frozen up when he’d given her something tht was scarcely more than peck…he was so sure she could. He smiled, it was surely a sign of the apocalypse to find something he ws better at than Calista when it came to covert operations.

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Calista just rolled her eyes. Yeah right. He had probably flirted with majority of the school's female student population. Some girls fell for his charms. Calista wasn't that girl. She would never be that girl.

Calista had had a few flings here and there but, they were all short lived. It was pretty easy for her to get any guy she wanted with her looks, her confidence. The temper normally destroyed anything though, which was fine by her. Sometimes she got lonely, sometimes she wanted someone by her side. She was still a teenager afterall...and even agents needed backup, as much as she hated to admit it.

Did he just say she had a make out problem? Give her a break, it had been her first kiss!

She gave him a smile, but maybe that was what made her next words all the more frightening. "you know...with the way you're standing right now....It would be veryyyy easy to kick you in a place that would make sure you have problems for the next decade" Yeah. Calista wasn't beyond using the male species most protected body part against him.

"Then I guess we'll find out....." They were coming up on their teacher, and he was looking the other way. Calista suddenly turned around so she was facing Damon, and as she pushed herself onto her tip-toes, she pressed her lips to his, making sure to continually keep backing up.

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Tag|Damon
Outfit|here
Words|236
Notes| muwahahahahaha, this is fun. And She already does!
Song|Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit|Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!

[Damon Larson]

I'M THE NEW CANCER

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Damon gave her a sideways look, torn between the urge to burst out laughing and run really fast in the opposite direction. He was used to girls threatening his special man part; it was a favorite among young, sexy, spy teens. But with Calista, he was pretty sure she would actually act on every part of her threat. So he did the most amazing thing he had done all evening.

He kept his mouth shut.

And Calista was leading him again. He kept his eyes focused on her instead of wandering toward the teacher he could sense of his peripheral teacher radar. Because he had one of those, as any self-respecting practical joker would. But he wasn’t one right now, a joker. He was a goofish teenage boy totally enthralled with his hot new girlfriend, or her lips, more like. Which meant that there was nothing else worth looking at.

He was a little surprised when Calista suddenly reached up and pressed her lips on his. Okay, he was a lot surprised. He forgot about a moment later though, and parted his lips under hers. He was surprised by how forcibly she seemed to take control of the relationship, however fake it may be. Despite her size she was managing to pull him forward until they reached they reached the teacher. Damon didn’t lose his concentration easy, as he preferred to be on top of things. But Calista was making him feel a little dizzy. Not so dizzy, however, that he couldn’t wrap an arm around her waist and pull her more securely against him, nor press his lips more fiercely against hers. He knew they were only over here to get the device from the teacher, but he’d let Calista worry about that part. He was a little too preoccupied at the moment.

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302 WORDS | COMPLETE | Calista | OUTFIT| Song, Hurricane by Panic at the Disco|
LYRICS BY PANIC! AT THE DISCO | TEMPLATE BY ARRO
First post ever where Damon hasn't said anything, its weird...

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[Calista Laila Rosa]

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Calista started feeling dizzy. She pressed her lithe frame against him, her arms snaked around his neck, her finger entagling in his hair. Unlike the first time, Calista knew what was going on. The shock factor was no more but...now that that was gone. She was realizing something she never ever wanted to admit. She liked it. The warmth, the way his arms felt around her waist........GAH! Snap out of it Cali! You can't afford to think like that! She told herself. He's an idiot, a slacker, the complete opposite of you. But....she was so distracted by the sensation that she almost forgot why she was doing this in the first place.

Then she felt something hit her back, and a male voice gasping. Quickly, she pulled back from Damon and turned around quickly because...hopefully then Damon wouldn't see that blush lacing her face. Panick seemed to fill her eyes as she looked at her teacher. "I-I'm so sorry. Here. Let me help you up." Calista said, as she held out a hand for the teacher. With her other, she secretely slipped it into his pocket and withdrew a silver flashdrive.

The teach then began to walk away, and Cali turned to Damon. "Got it. Let's go." She said, looking for the quickest route to the guest relations. The faster this thing was over...the better.

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Tag|Damon
Outfit|here
Words|230
Notes| its a miracle! lol
Song|Crush Crush Crush by Paramore
Credit|Made by Kayla (aka me) Please don't steal without permission!