Experimental Game (Teen/Adult)

Scarlett smiled, blushing a little. "Thank you. I'll see you when I get back." She sat softly, whispering something in the Danish language in his ear, as her family originated from Denmark. Scarlett smiled, kissing his cheek before looking to Jeremy, he leading her to the door, Scarlett looking back to Jesse, winking, looking back to the door, a smirk forming on her lips.

Jesse chuckled. Wait, was he supposed to go with them? He couldn't remember. He glanced to Jeremy, but he didn't know what to do; he remembered he was told where to go, but not when to go. What if he did the wrong thing? What if he was late, or early? He had no idea what to do. Damn that short term memory.

Jeremy glanced back, wondering why he wasnt getting ready. Jesse had about 45 minutes to get there. Jeremy would fake that the driver had gotten lost, pulling up behind a building, Jeremy saying it was the back of the restaurant, they walk in and then: Surprise! Scarlett was still thinking she was just going for a meal with friends.

Jesse ran to get ready, only taking him a few minutes, so he got in his car afterwards; a dark blue lotus, top of the line car.  He got in and drove to where he was told, though he was right on the dot on when he was supposed to get there. He got out and walked inside, his head low when he did so. He wasn't much on birthday parties, but he'd deal for once.

Scarletts father stood in the centre of the room. "Okay, Hunter and Scarlett will be here pretty soon, so find someplace to hide, and stay there until the door opens." He instructed, explaining it to his 90-year-old mother in Danish, helping her to a hiding spot. "Can you get the lights?" He asked Jesse, the lights right near him, Jeremy and Scarlett had pulled up outside, Scarlett being told to close her eyes, which she did reluctantly, clinging onto Jeremy, Hunters girlfriend telling him to close his eyes, which he did, neither twin knowing what was happening.

Jesse nodded as he reached over and hit the lights, though he wasn't good at this stuff. He wasn't good with a lot of people. He hid behind something, and hid well. Or, he thought he had. He watched the doorway for them to walk in.

Jeremy and Amber led Scarlett and Hunter in, Jeremy turning on, the room erupting with people shouting 'Surprise', the echo of their grandma yelling in Danish. Scarlett and Hunter having the exact shocked expression, hugging each other when they saw each other. "Happy Birthday, Twinny." Hunter smiled. "Happy Birthday. And you better not have eaten anything in my fridge." Scarlett chuckled, her parents walking over, hugging them both. "I missed you so much." Scarlett said softly. "Mormor!" She grinned, rushing to her grandma, hugging her gently, Hunter walking to them.

Jesse smiled, though he kept away from everyone, and soon ended up leaving. He picked his keys up and walked out, leaving the party to go home, which he did. Right away. Once he was home he turned out the lights, yawning loudly, before he walked back to his room, his hands tucked hispockets.

"Did Jesse come?" Scarlett asked Jeremy once she greeted everyone. "Well I invited him." Jeremy shrugged lightly. "Oh.. Right." Scarlett sighed. "Shows how much he cares, huh." She mutters. "Come dance, enjoy yourself for once." Jeremy smiled. "No.. thank you.. I'd.. I'd rather be left alone." She smiled a little, hugging him gently. "Thank you for doing this." Scarlett said softly, before pulling away and walking off to go sit on her own, her face lighting up when her big sister brought over her dogs. Scarlett smiled as the tiny dogs climbed on her. Scarlett talking to her sister and drinking throughout her party.

Jesse didn't feel bad about leaving, nor would he. He wasn't a part of the party, so he left. Big whoop. He wasn't supposed to be there in the first place; but he did go. He went, and he left. He might not have staid long, he might not have made himself known, but at least, very least, he cared enough to go for her.Jesse laid down in his head, just watching the ceiling quietly. What was the use in even trying?

When Scarlett got back, she climbed onto the couch, falling asleep instantly. Her ex husband showed up, trying to get back with her, but it just ended in she throwing a drink in his face. Scarlett was a little drunk, but wasn't utterly hammered, she could still remember what happened and could still make sensible decisions. She had told her mother to take care of her dogs, as she wouldn't bring them into Jesse's uninvited, for all she knew his dog would treat them like chew toys.

Jesse gasped when Katy jumped into his bed, and lap, as if she were some kind of lapdog. "Get off," he chuckled as he pushed her onto the fabric beside him, the extremely excited dog still wagging her tail rapidly. She licked his cheek, his hand, his arm... all over. He made a face, though he couldn't keep from laughing -- at least his dog loved him! Thank GOD!

Scarlett remained asleep, she'd probably just sleep through the next day once she took some aspirin. Though she liked her dream too much to ever wake up, her tired, soothing expression pulling into a lazy smile, Scarletts arms wrapped around herself, having not bothered to get changed, let alone getting a blanket.

Jesse cuddled up to Katie, who lovingly nuzzled into his side with her muzzle. "You're such a good girl." He smiled brightly, closing his eyes right after he turned over and faced the wall. He wasn't used to sleeping alone, and that's where the dog came in. She was his comfort, and the one who was always there no matter what. Plus, she was a damn good guard dog.

Scarlett stayed in her dream, waking up a little too quickly when it turned into a nightmare. She managed to drag herself upstairs, to her room. Managing to get a tank top on, her dress half off, covering her bottom half well, she having sat on the floor so she wouldn't trip and hurt herself, but she fell asleep halfway through changing.

Jesse glanced to the hallway when he heard the ruckus. He didn't get up, he figured she was ok- at first. Well, but then... maybe she wasn't. He got up and walked out of his room to check on her, walking down to her room he glanced in, only to find her asleep, so he walked back to his room.

Scarletts body slid to the floor, she curling up until she was comfortable, she'd probably sleep like that until she was a little more sober, glad she hadn't been sick. She didn't want to ruin a perfect, white, comfortable carpet. Scarlett yawned lightly, her eyes flicking. She murmured quietly. She began to cough repetitively, waking up, crawling to her suitcase, rummaging through it until she found her asthma spray, taking it, leaning against her bed.

Jesse plopped back down onto his bed, closing his eyes as his head touched the pillow. He glanced over at the clock. 12am. Great. He moaned lowly, almost deeply, while he turned onto his side, pulling his sheets over himself. He yawned, closing his eyes once more. this time I'll get some sleep... He thought to himself, nodding slightly. And I won't be getting... getting... up... With his last thought, he was asleep.

Once she recovered, Scarlett finished changing, climbing into bed, falling asleep instantly, cuddled up with the soft, bulky duvet. Scarlett would sleep until noon the next day.

Jesse smiled to himself, in his dream. He had been having an awful lot of good, and bad, dreams since she'd been there. Most about her in one way or another. He slept soundly throughout the night though he wouldn't wake up early either.

Scarlett slept, not causing another disturbance that night. The covers piled over her, she slept warmly, and comfortably in her long pj bottoms and vest top.

Oh my gosh. My history teacher told the best /worst joke ever! It was so not appropriate for school. Period. But... it was okay, because they were married! That's what killed me! ITt was something about a dad kicking his cat after a bad day of work, and he had been telling his son not to do all these things or he wouldn't get anything out of them, but when he kicked the. Cat the boy said, "better stop kicking 6he cat, or it wont give you anymore pus*y. We all died laughing!)
Jesse got up around 11. A normal time for him, of course. He got up, got dressed then hurried down the stairs, checking the time vigorously, as if waiting on something like a phone call.

Haha! xD Thats so funny xD Neither of my science teachers are that funny, but my old one was xD)
Scarlett woke up sometime later, dragging herself out of bed, walking down the stairs to the kitchen, her ruby red hair tied up, her green eyes barely open. Scarlett yawned a little, making herself some coffee, leaning against the counter as she waited.

(Yeah, we have "fun " teachers. They're all sweet! Except Nancy ....and she doesn't ever tell us what we need to study, so, I'm just barely passing history. Not a strong point as it is(I'm strong in algebra and biology.). She's not helping it at all. Yeah, she felt so bad after telling it to us; as if we didn't already know.)

Jesse grabbed a glass of water, before he went and sat down at the table in the diningrroom. His eyes glued to his phone, scrolling the contacts list up and dow vigorously. He then pressed his finger down to stop it, he'd had enough. Finished. Done. He wasn't going to dot there and wait forever.

Haha, wow, your History teacher is like mine! We learnt nothing from her, but shes out of school cos she broke her arm, so we're taught by a lot of cover teachers.. anyways. we're learning more from them than we are from her! o.o)
Scarlett made her coffee, sitting in the living room, drinking it quietly. She had nothing to do, but she'd probably just make up some excuse to spend more time with Jesse.