Post by EDEN RITTENOUR on Mar 23, 2012 15:21:02 GMT -5
EDEN PULLED A PUFF OF COTTON CANDY FROM THE STICK AND PLOPPED IT INTO HER MOUTH, THE SWEET TREAT DISSOLVING INSTANTLY UPON HITTING HER TONGUE. SHE WRINKLED HER NOSE AND SMILED TO HERSELF AS SHE SWALLOWED THE TASTE AND CONTINUED PLUCKING AT IT. ALTHOUGH SHE WAS ALONE RIGHT NOW, IT DIDN'T BOTHER HER. SHE WAS SURROUNDED BY PEOPLE AND LIGHTS AND ATTRACTIONS, AND AS LONG AS SHE WAS ENTERTAINED, IT WAS A PARTY. PLUS, SHE LOVED THE DECADENCE AT THE CARNIVAL. SHE COULD GET LOST IN THE HALF-DRESSED DANCERS WHEELING THROUGH THE PLACE AND THE SPARKLERS THAT HEATED HER SKIN AS SHE WALKED PAST. IT SEEMED FIREWORKS EXPLODED IN THE SKY AT LEAST ONCE AN HOUR, AND THE OVERALL THRILL SHE FELT IN THE PARK EXCITED HER IN INTANGIBLE WAYS. SHE WAS A GIRL THAT FED ON EXCITEMENT, HENCE WHY SHE ENJOYED PARYTING SO MUCH.
TUCKING A WANDERING STRAND OF HER GOLDEN HAIR BEHIND HER EAR, SHE FINISHED THE COTTON CANDY AND TOSSED THE STICK IN THE NEAREST TRASH RECEPTACLE. STUFFING HER HANDS INTO HER POCKETS, SHE TRIED TO DECIDE WHERE SHE SHOULD HEAD FIRST. AS SHE GLANCED AROUND, SHE CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE KISSING BOOTHS, AND A SMILE CRESTED HER MOUTH. OF COURSE, SHE LOVED KISSING. SHE PASSED A SIGN THAT SAID THEY WERE SPONSORED BY THE LOCAL UNIVERSITY, WHICH SHE IGNORED. THE SIGHT ONLY BRIEFLY CAUGHT HER ATTENTION BECAUSE SHE HAD ENROLLED THERE AND HER FIRST DAY OF CLASS WAS SOON, BUT THE SIGN WAS QUICKLY FORGOTTEN AS SHE TOOK HER PLACE IN LINE AND WAITED TO REACH THE BOOTH. SHE INSERTED HER MONEY AND ENTERED THE BOOTH WHEN HER TIME CAME, SITTING IN THE ROMANTICALLY LIT LITTLE BOX. HER LEATHER JACKET FELT TOO WARM IN HERE NOW, AND SHE REMOVED IT, FOLDING IT NEATLY AND PLACING IT AT HER SIDE AS SHE WAITED FOR HER 'KISS'. JUST HER LUCK IT WOULD BE SOME WEIRD SCIENCE GEEK OR SOMETHING. ROLLING HER EYES AT THE THOUGHT, SHE WAITED IMPATIENTLY FOR THIS TO BE OVER WITH.
FINALLY, THE CURTAIN PARTED, AND SURE ENOUGH, HER THEORY HAD BEEN CORRECT. THE GUY EVEN HAD THE PIMPLES AND HORN-RIMMED GLASSES TO TOP OFF THE IMAGE. SHE ALMOST GAGGED AT THE SIGHT - SHE'D SEEN CUTE GEEKS, BUT UGH... THIS ONE WAS NOT IN THAT CATEGORY - BUT SHE MANAGED A WEAK SMILE. OF COURSE, THE MOMENT HE RECOGNIZED HER AND EXCLAIMED EXCITEDLY THAT THEY HAD ATTENDED HIGH SCHOOL TOGETHER, HE ALMOST RAPED HER IN THE BOOTH. THANKFULLY, SHE MANAGED TO SALVAGE HER LIPS AND ONLY GOT MAULED WITH NERDY AFFECTION BEFORE SHE HALF-TUMBLED OUT OF THE BOOTH AND DARTED INTO THE CROWD. THE NERD YELLED SOMETHING LIKE "I FOLLOW YOU TO THE ENDS OF AZEROTH, MY SWEET PRINCESS!" AND SHE WAS GONE, LAUGHING OUT LOUD TO HERSELF AS SHE DIPPED INTO THE DARK SPACE BETWEEN TWO ROWS OF CONCESSION STANDS.
BEHIND THE STANDS WAS SEMI-DARK, BLOCKING OUT THE LIGHTS THAT SHONE POWERFULLY ON THE PATHWAYS CUSTOMERS WERE SUPPOSED TO TRAVEL ON, AND CARNIES OF VARIOUS TYPES WANDERED PAST HER. THEY DIDN'T PAY HER MUCH MIND, AND AS SHE PULLED ON HER LEATHER JACKET, SHE MEANDERED THROUGH THE WIRES AND CONTRAPTIONS HOOKED TO THE BACK OF THE BOOTHS, MAKING HER WAY TO THE LIVING QUARTERS OF THE PEOPLE WHO WERE THE HEART OF THE CARNIVAL. FOR SOME REASON, SHE WAS MORE FASCINATED WITH THEM THAN THE GLITZ AND GLAM OF THE SHOW OUTSIDE OF THIS TINY LITTLE REALM. THE PEOPLE HERE WERE REAL AND DIRTY AND THEY INTERESTED HER SO BADLY, SHE DIDN'T KNOW IF SHE EVER WANTED TO LEAVE. AS SHE PASSED THE MOBILE HOMES SET UP FOR THE DANCERS, SHE WAS GRABBED BY A GROUP OF THE TIPSY GIRLS, AND SPUN INTO THEIR RANKS. THEY DANCED AROUND HER AND PLAYED WITH HER HAIR, AND SHE LAUGHED WITH GLEE AS THEY CARTED HER ALONG. THEY PRAISED HER BEAUTY AND FELT HER SOFT BLOND HAIR, SO DIFFERENT FROM THEIR COARSER BLACK LOCKS, AND SHE GIGGLED AS THEY FINALLY DEPOSITED HER CLOSER TO THE MAIN AVENUE OF THE CARNIVAL. WITH A SIGH, EDEN KNEW SHE COULDN'T STAY HERE FOREVER, BUT AS SHE GLANCED BACK TOWARD THE DANCER'S QUARTERS, SHE GOT AN IDEA. IT WAS A BAD ONE, BUT SHE DIDN'T GIVE A DAMN.
FIVE MINUTES LATER, HER CLOTHES WERE DEPOSITED SAFELY IN A HIDING PLACE WHERE NO ONE ELSE COULD FIND THEM, AND SHE WAS DECKED OUT IN A BLUE, SEQUINED NUMBER COMPLETE WITH FEATHER HEADDRESS. SHE'D EVEN TAKEN A MOMENT TO DARKEN HER MAKEUP TO MAKE HERSELF FIT IN MORE WITH THE DANCERS (SINCE SHE WAS ONE OF THE FEW BLONDES IN THE GROUP), AND SHE DANCED EASILY THROUGH THE CROWDS, RELISHING IN BEING SOMEONE SHE WASN'T FOR AT LEAST A FEW MOMENTS. THE PARTYGOERS ASSUMED SHE WAS ONE OF THE DANCERS, THE MEN ADMIRED HER SHAPELY LEGS WHILE THEIR GIRLFRIENDS SLAPPED THEM AND JEALOUSLY LOOKED HER UP AND DOWN BEFORE HURRYING OFF, AND SHE BLISSFULLY LOST HERSELF IN HER LITTLE CHARADE. IT WAS CRAZY, WHAT SHE WAS DOING, AND SHE DIDN'T CARE.
TWIRLING THROUGH ONE OF THE CROWDS OF PEOPLE, SHE SMILED AND GIGGLED TO HERSELF, GRABBING THE HAND OF A LONE MALE WHO LOOKED REMARKABLY ALONE AND HANDSOME. NOT THAT IT MATTERED MUCH IF HE WAS ALONE, SHE'D FLIRTED WITH MEN WHO WERE ON DATES WITH OTHER GIRLS BEFORE, HE WAS ATTRACTIVE. SHE WAS ON A HIGH FROM DOING SOMETHING SO OUTRAGEOUS, AND SHE WANTED TO HAVE FUN. BECKONING HIM TO FOLLOW HER, SHE DARTED INTO A NEARBY EMPTY STALL, BLINKING HER EYES TO ADJUST TO THE DIM LIGHT. IT TURNED OUT TO BE THE EMPTY TENT OF THE 'PSYCHIC', AND A SIGN ON THE TABLE SAID "WILL RETURN TOMORROW". HOW CONVENIENT. TURNING TO LOOK BEHIND HER TO BE SURE THE MAN WAS STILL FOLLOWING, SHE SMILED AT HIM AND GRABBED HIS SHIRT, PULLING HIM AGAINST HER AND KISSING HIS LIPS. HIS STUBBLE TICKLED HER FACE, AND SHE NEVER THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE WAS NOW ALONE IN THE DARK WITH A MAN SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW, WEARING WHAT AMOUNTED TO A BATHING SUIT IF YOU STRIPPED IT OF ITS SEQUINS AND FEATHERS.
TO HER SURPRISE, HIS LIPS WERE DELICIOUS AND HE WAS AN AMAZING KISSER. PERHAPS IT WAS THE STRANGENESS OF THE MOMENT, OR HER HEIGHTENED SENSES DUE TO HER WILD ANTICS, OR THE RANDOMNESS OF THE ENCOUNTER. WHATEVER IT WAS, EDEN THOUGHT IT MAY JUST BE THE BEST KISS OF HER LIFE.
TUCKING A WANDERING STRAND OF HER GOLDEN HAIR BEHIND HER EAR, SHE FINISHED THE COTTON CANDY AND TOSSED THE STICK IN THE NEAREST TRASH RECEPTACLE. STUFFING HER HANDS INTO HER POCKETS, SHE TRIED TO DECIDE WHERE SHE SHOULD HEAD FIRST. AS SHE GLANCED AROUND, SHE CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE KISSING BOOTHS, AND A SMILE CRESTED HER MOUTH. OF COURSE, SHE LOVED KISSING. SHE PASSED A SIGN THAT SAID THEY WERE SPONSORED BY THE LOCAL UNIVERSITY, WHICH SHE IGNORED. THE SIGHT ONLY BRIEFLY CAUGHT HER ATTENTION BECAUSE SHE HAD ENROLLED THERE AND HER FIRST DAY OF CLASS WAS SOON, BUT THE SIGN WAS QUICKLY FORGOTTEN AS SHE TOOK HER PLACE IN LINE AND WAITED TO REACH THE BOOTH. SHE INSERTED HER MONEY AND ENTERED THE BOOTH WHEN HER TIME CAME, SITTING IN THE ROMANTICALLY LIT LITTLE BOX. HER LEATHER JACKET FELT TOO WARM IN HERE NOW, AND SHE REMOVED IT, FOLDING IT NEATLY AND PLACING IT AT HER SIDE AS SHE WAITED FOR HER 'KISS'. JUST HER LUCK IT WOULD BE SOME WEIRD SCIENCE GEEK OR SOMETHING. ROLLING HER EYES AT THE THOUGHT, SHE WAITED IMPATIENTLY FOR THIS TO BE OVER WITH.
FINALLY, THE CURTAIN PARTED, AND SURE ENOUGH, HER THEORY HAD BEEN CORRECT. THE GUY EVEN HAD THE PIMPLES AND HORN-RIMMED GLASSES TO TOP OFF THE IMAGE. SHE ALMOST GAGGED AT THE SIGHT - SHE'D SEEN CUTE GEEKS, BUT UGH... THIS ONE WAS NOT IN THAT CATEGORY - BUT SHE MANAGED A WEAK SMILE. OF COURSE, THE MOMENT HE RECOGNIZED HER AND EXCLAIMED EXCITEDLY THAT THEY HAD ATTENDED HIGH SCHOOL TOGETHER, HE ALMOST RAPED HER IN THE BOOTH. THANKFULLY, SHE MANAGED TO SALVAGE HER LIPS AND ONLY GOT MAULED WITH NERDY AFFECTION BEFORE SHE HALF-TUMBLED OUT OF THE BOOTH AND DARTED INTO THE CROWD. THE NERD YELLED SOMETHING LIKE "I FOLLOW YOU TO THE ENDS OF AZEROTH, MY SWEET PRINCESS!" AND SHE WAS GONE, LAUGHING OUT LOUD TO HERSELF AS SHE DIPPED INTO THE DARK SPACE BETWEEN TWO ROWS OF CONCESSION STANDS.
BEHIND THE STANDS WAS SEMI-DARK, BLOCKING OUT THE LIGHTS THAT SHONE POWERFULLY ON THE PATHWAYS CUSTOMERS WERE SUPPOSED TO TRAVEL ON, AND CARNIES OF VARIOUS TYPES WANDERED PAST HER. THEY DIDN'T PAY HER MUCH MIND, AND AS SHE PULLED ON HER LEATHER JACKET, SHE MEANDERED THROUGH THE WIRES AND CONTRAPTIONS HOOKED TO THE BACK OF THE BOOTHS, MAKING HER WAY TO THE LIVING QUARTERS OF THE PEOPLE WHO WERE THE HEART OF THE CARNIVAL. FOR SOME REASON, SHE WAS MORE FASCINATED WITH THEM THAN THE GLITZ AND GLAM OF THE SHOW OUTSIDE OF THIS TINY LITTLE REALM. THE PEOPLE HERE WERE REAL AND DIRTY AND THEY INTERESTED HER SO BADLY, SHE DIDN'T KNOW IF SHE EVER WANTED TO LEAVE. AS SHE PASSED THE MOBILE HOMES SET UP FOR THE DANCERS, SHE WAS GRABBED BY A GROUP OF THE TIPSY GIRLS, AND SPUN INTO THEIR RANKS. THEY DANCED AROUND HER AND PLAYED WITH HER HAIR, AND SHE LAUGHED WITH GLEE AS THEY CARTED HER ALONG. THEY PRAISED HER BEAUTY AND FELT HER SOFT BLOND HAIR, SO DIFFERENT FROM THEIR COARSER BLACK LOCKS, AND SHE GIGGLED AS THEY FINALLY DEPOSITED HER CLOSER TO THE MAIN AVENUE OF THE CARNIVAL. WITH A SIGH, EDEN KNEW SHE COULDN'T STAY HERE FOREVER, BUT AS SHE GLANCED BACK TOWARD THE DANCER'S QUARTERS, SHE GOT AN IDEA. IT WAS A BAD ONE, BUT SHE DIDN'T GIVE A DAMN.
FIVE MINUTES LATER, HER CLOTHES WERE DEPOSITED SAFELY IN A HIDING PLACE WHERE NO ONE ELSE COULD FIND THEM, AND SHE WAS DECKED OUT IN A BLUE, SEQUINED NUMBER COMPLETE WITH FEATHER HEADDRESS. SHE'D EVEN TAKEN A MOMENT TO DARKEN HER MAKEUP TO MAKE HERSELF FIT IN MORE WITH THE DANCERS (SINCE SHE WAS ONE OF THE FEW BLONDES IN THE GROUP), AND SHE DANCED EASILY THROUGH THE CROWDS, RELISHING IN BEING SOMEONE SHE WASN'T FOR AT LEAST A FEW MOMENTS. THE PARTYGOERS ASSUMED SHE WAS ONE OF THE DANCERS, THE MEN ADMIRED HER SHAPELY LEGS WHILE THEIR GIRLFRIENDS SLAPPED THEM AND JEALOUSLY LOOKED HER UP AND DOWN BEFORE HURRYING OFF, AND SHE BLISSFULLY LOST HERSELF IN HER LITTLE CHARADE. IT WAS CRAZY, WHAT SHE WAS DOING, AND SHE DIDN'T CARE.
TWIRLING THROUGH ONE OF THE CROWDS OF PEOPLE, SHE SMILED AND GIGGLED TO HERSELF, GRABBING THE HAND OF A LONE MALE WHO LOOKED REMARKABLY ALONE AND HANDSOME. NOT THAT IT MATTERED MUCH IF HE WAS ALONE, SHE'D FLIRTED WITH MEN WHO WERE ON DATES WITH OTHER GIRLS BEFORE, HE WAS ATTRACTIVE. SHE WAS ON A HIGH FROM DOING SOMETHING SO OUTRAGEOUS, AND SHE WANTED TO HAVE FUN. BECKONING HIM TO FOLLOW HER, SHE DARTED INTO A NEARBY EMPTY STALL, BLINKING HER EYES TO ADJUST TO THE DIM LIGHT. IT TURNED OUT TO BE THE EMPTY TENT OF THE 'PSYCHIC', AND A SIGN ON THE TABLE SAID "WILL RETURN TOMORROW". HOW CONVENIENT. TURNING TO LOOK BEHIND HER TO BE SURE THE MAN WAS STILL FOLLOWING, SHE SMILED AT HIM AND GRABBED HIS SHIRT, PULLING HIM AGAINST HER AND KISSING HIS LIPS. HIS STUBBLE TICKLED HER FACE, AND SHE NEVER THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE WAS NOW ALONE IN THE DARK WITH A MAN SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW, WEARING WHAT AMOUNTED TO A BATHING SUIT IF YOU STRIPPED IT OF ITS SEQUINS AND FEATHERS.
TO HER SURPRISE, HIS LIPS WERE DELICIOUS AND HE WAS AN AMAZING KISSER. PERHAPS IT WAS THE STRANGENESS OF THE MOMENT, OR HER HEIGHTENED SENSES DUE TO HER WILD ANTICS, OR THE RANDOMNESS OF THE ENCOUNTER. WHATEVER IT WAS, EDEN THOUGHT IT MAY JUST BE THE BEST KISS OF HER LIFE.