Dance To This Beat [Jackson]

[xxbrokenheartxx]

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are
Shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.

Missus Aaryn had not gotten out in a while. So she decided she would. She hadn't really talked to many people either, only Pierce, really. And that was a bit sad. He was her kinda sorta boyfriend, but he wasn't her world, not by a long shot. It was raining, not anything hard, just a light drizzle, so Aaryn didn't bother to waterproof herself. It was rather pleasant. Aaryn loved the rain. It was just after sunset, so it was dark as well. This was such a peaceful time to Aaryn. She wasn't sure why, it just was. It gave her a simply wonderful feeling. The darkness. The coldness. The almost wetness. It was all just so wonderful to Aaryn. That was why she liked it so much.

The rain let her escape. It was easier that way. She could just let the rain envelop her. She was at the edge of the lake. She stared at her feet. They were covered in her her favorite pair of shoes, her Vans. ♥ She ran up to the Pier. She wanted to climb the Pier. She wasn't sure why, but the Pier was always a calming place for Missus Pebbles.

She slowly climbed, the rain picking up slightly. Her black and white checkered vans, with a big cherry on top, were quite wet now. She sat on the edge of one of the ridges on the ladder to the Pier and pulled out her wand. Then she tucked it away. She decided being wet would be nice for now. It wasn't as if her slim-fit black t-shirt and baggy, ripped jeans were anything important or awesome. So she didn't really need to protect them. She could always change when she got inside.

She reached the top of the pier and sat, letting her feet dangle off the edge.

[heartsout]

I'm but a boy just like the rest of these things,
and I borrow phrases from dusty faded record sleeves.

It was raining. Jackson had always loved the rain, he preferred it more than sunshine any day. Which was one reason why he loved the autumn. It would often rain this season, and when the trees lost all their leaves, he liked the way their dark branches looked against the light gray clouded sky. He was just a weird boy. Anyway, well, bright blue eyes watched as the water droplets slid down the glass windows in the library, where he had been for the past few hours. He'd been doing homework, much to his dismay. He really detested it, but it had to be done.

Hypnotized by the droplets, the boy came to the realization he had been working enough for tonight. He wanted to go outside and play in the puddles and such. Packing his things up into his backpack, he headed for the Slytherin common room to drop it off, and grab a jacket. He picked out his black Drop Dead, Gorgeous one and put it on over his purple Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle's shirt. On his long-ish legs he wore a pair of worn out gray skinny jeans, and he wore his limegreen and black checkered Vans. Pulling his hood up over his black and blonde hair, he left.

Stepping out into the cold and wet, he stuffed his hands deep into his jacket pockets, his Vans squishing slightly as he walked acrossed the damp ground. It may have been dark, but it was still light enough to see. Jackson moved along the edge of the lake, wondering how long until curfew, when his eyes caught sight of a dark haired girl on the edge of the pier. Raising an eyebrow, he made his way there, and quietly walked on the wood.

Smirking a little, he realized who it was. It was dear Nancy Drew. No, she wasn't known as Aaryn to him, but as Nancy. He hadn't spoken to her since before the whole Dezi-Alessa fiasco, and had seen her around the school and such, but he never said hi to her, he had always been busy or on his way somewhere. Stopping behind her, he placed his pale hands over her eyes, one of his favourite things to do people. "Guess who?" he said mysteriously, disguising his voice easily.

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[xxbrokenheartxx]

Large hands slipped over Aaryn's small eyes and a voice whispered into her ears [perhaps it wasn't a whisper, and not in her ears, but it sound cool]. Someone was playing a guessing game with her. She didn't recognize the voice at all. Who could it be? Was it Dezi? No, his voice was to distinctive. What about Pierce? No, he never did things like that. Who else? She hadn't really kept in touch with people lately. She sat there thinking for a few moments, before she decided she might as well just peel the hands off and look at the boy. That she did.

It was the head boy, Jackson Hurley Mr. Hardy. =O She remembered baking something with him. A small smile played at her lips. "Hullo Mistuh Head Boyness," she said. She never exactly imagined herself being friends with the Head Boy, as she wasn't exactly the greatest role model, and she'd actually have to be good in front of him. -.- How awful. Hopefully, he was still his same self. He was fun last time they had talked.

He was wearing a Drop Dead Gorgeous t-shirt, that she didn't really care about, beneath it was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles t-shirt though! She loved the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, well, she did when she was five. How awesome was that. Very awesome. You see, Mr. Hardy had good taste. She noted his vans. It seemed that everyone had vans these days. Not as if that was a bad thing, though.

"What brings you out here on this wonderful, cold, and rainy day?" she asked him.

She wondered if he loved the rain too. Most likely, or he wouldn't be out here. Why would you come out and stand in the rain, when you could be inside, if you didn't like the rain? Duuuuuh, Aaryn. She was getting a little cold, since she didn't have a coat. ._. Why hadn't she thought of bringing a coat? She was a stupid little girl, thought she could wear short sleeves in winter.

[heartsout]

Aaryn didn't even try and guess; she just slid his hands from her eyes. Where's the fun in that? Maybe she didn't know who he was, which was what he wanted, but if he was her, he would have guessed the Easter bunny. Even though he frightened him worse than Professor Slughorn. A giant bunny breaking into houses terrified him. It reminded him of a horror movie of some sorts. It a wonder he wasn't scared of Thomas, him being a bunny and all. But Thomas would never kill anyone. No, never.

Shaking his head slightly, Jackson moved to take a seat next to her, letting his own feet hang off. It didn't matter if the pier was wet, he was already beginning to become soaked. He would probably get sick from this, but he wasn't really thinking about that at the moment. Bending his head, bright blue eyes watched the water droplets make ripples in the dark waters of the lake. "Hello Nancy dearest," he said, his mouth curved into a smirk.

Turning his head slightly, he peered at her from behind the edge of his hood, and the mess of hair that had begun to stick to his pale skin.Swinging his legs, he shrugged. "I like the rain. I'm guessing you do too?" Obviously. From the depth of his hood, Jackson could tell that Aaryn was cold. He thought she was really quite stupid to wear short sleeves in the rain. He could have sworn she had more common sense than that.

Continuing to smirk, he giggled; "You're going to catch pneumonia, dear."