Playing with some hearts /jayjay

[leonard blake daniels]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 300px; width: 100px; padding: 10px; background-color: #f2f2f2;][classy=harhar][/classy][classy=texty]ENEMIES CLOSER[/classy] [STYLE=color: #777; width: 100px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px;]I CAN'T LET YOU TAKE HIM, NOT WITHOUT ME GETTING MY CHANCE. I HAVEN'T TOLD HIM I LOVE HIM, I'M SCARED OF HIM LEAVING ME. JUST PLEASE LET ME GET MY CHANCE BEFORE YOU GET YOURS.[/style]

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[atrb=style, width: 340px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/OMrnW.png); height: 300px; padding: 10px;][STYLE=background-color: #fff; width: 320px; padding: 7px; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; line-height: 12px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; height: 240px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #494949;]The club was Leo's third favorite place to waste time at, the first place being his home and the second being Casey's. He was tired of his house and didn't know if Casey was home or if it'd be ridiculously pushy to ask him if he could go spend the rest of the afternoon at his house, so naturally; Leo grabbed his sportsbag and took off for the club. His sportsbag consisted of few things, his tennis equipment and his swimming things. He couldn't do any other sport anyway, in fact, it had taken a lot of practice to be as average at tennis as he was. He didn't win many matches but he loved playing it, there was just something so relaxing about the whacking sound the ball made against the taut strings of the racket when it hit. He had a lot of "tennis friends" you could say, people he lost to that he didn't talk to outside of the tennis court but it didn't matter, it was just the way things were. He hoped Jay was at the club, he was her favorite for playing with even though she won every time they played. She was a fun competitor and had a sense of humor that Leo appreciated very much. Besides, Case was starting to become friendly with her and that meant that Leo would probably start spending a lot more time with her... At least, he hoped. He didn't want Casey to stop hanging out with him just to hang out with this girl; this was his main motive in starting to hang out more with her. He didn't want to be left behind! Walking towards the bar area where Jay could always be found whenever she was in the club; the bar area. Leo understood why she always spent her time there, the bartenders were cool guys you could hold conversations with and going alone to the club all the time wasn't as fun as it was meant to be, talking to them could be refreshing and fun. He tried walking alone without feeling awkward, something he rarely managed... When he walked alone he always felt like someone was looking at him, judging, thinking how much of a loser he was that no one wanted to walk with him even if that wasn't the case. It was something he was trying to work on, to stop being that way, after all; it'd get him nowhere. Besides, people walked alone all the time! Sighing loudly, he pushed open the doors and walked towards the bar section, hoping to catch Jay or at least get a drink before he went out looking for her. Luckily for him, she was seated on a stool there, chatting up the guy serving the drinks. Leo walked up to her and poked her arm before sitting down on the stool next to her. "Hey Jay, you busy?"[/style][STYLE=float: right; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: -1px; background-color: #fff; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; height: 10px; padding: 3px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; color: #494949; text-align: left; font-size: 9px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc;]jay jay • 486 WORDS • I GOT REALLY DISTRACTED, HOPE THIS DOESN'T SUCK[/style]

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[Jaylee Lyric Ralston]

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[atrb=width,240] The country club was probably the place that Jay spent all of her time. If she wasn’t home, which she tried not to be, she was at the country club. She usually hung out and did homework at the bar, downing raspberry lemonades like they were going out of style. Most times she made sure to wear her tennis attire and bring her racquet. What was the point of being there if she wasn’t eventually going to be on the tennis court? Today was like any other. She was at the bar, laptop out, with an empty glass sitting by her. She had just flagged down Alex and told him she needed another. Of course this came with the price of him making fun of her about how many she drank. She really couldn’t help it though. It was her drink of choice since getting drunk at the country club, while doing homework, or playing tennis, wasn’t the smartest idea. So raspberry lemonade was what she stuck with. She smiled and took the glass as he handed it to her, not really saying anything since her headphones were plugged into her ears. She was jamming out to some new Maroon 5 song, she was pretty sure it was called One More Night, but she wasn’t positive, and working on her summer reading paper she kept putting off. Jay couldn’t help but jump when she felt her arm be poked. She paused her song and took her headphones out looking for the source of the poker. She smiled as she saw Leo standing before her. She honestly loved the boy. She knew he was Case’s best friend, which just meant he had to be a good guy since Case had good taste in friends. Jay usually found herself playing tennis with the boy often. He wasn’t the best, but the games were usually fun. She tried not to be too hard on him, but she always ended up winning. It was her competitive nature. She just couldn’t help it. Jay shook her head to his question while closing her laptop. ‘Nope, not busy at all.’ She could see Alex shake his head at her out of the corner of her eye and she held in the urge to stick her tongue out at the man. ‘You wanting to play tennis, because if so you know I’m always down.’ Jay would literally drop everything to play tennis. She ate, breathed, and lived the sport. If she couldn’t play anymore she probably would just fall over dead. Literally.	[atrb=width,140] words , 425 tagged , leo outfit , clicky notes , tennis buddies with leo and his sexy tennis racquet
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[leonard blake daniels]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 300px; width: 100px; padding: 10px; background-color: #f2f2f2;][classy=harhar][/classy][classy=texty]ENEMIES CLOSER[/classy] [STYLE=color: #777; width: 100px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px;]I CAN'T LET YOU TAKE HIM, NOT WITHOUT ME GETTING MY CHANCE. I HAVEN'T TOLD HIM I LOVE HIM, I'M SCARED OF HIM LEAVING ME. JUST PLEASE LET ME GET MY CHANCE BEFORE YOU GET YOURS.[/style]

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[atrb=style, width: 340px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/OMrnW.png); height: 300px; padding: 10px;][STYLE=background-color: #fff; width: 320px; padding: 7px; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; line-height: 12px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; height: 240px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #494949;]To be truthful, Leo didn't have many friends but the few he had were extremely good friends he knew he could count on. Mostly Casey. He was Leo's best friend, the one he hung out with the most because he was fun and he was different and whenever they were together Leo just had the best time and he never felt like he needed anybody else and.. Casey was just too good to be true. But Leo knew Casey couldn't be his only friend forever, and that was why he didn't complain much when he had to hang out with his nerdy friends before they kicked him off the math club, or when Casey had better things to do than hang out with him. Like hanging out with Jaylee. Case had recently forged a friendship with this girl and hung out with her constantly. Usually, to get over his raging jealousy, Leo would spend the day at the club practicing his tennis against the wall and hitting the ball as hard as he could. He was getting better at hitting it with a lot of force whenever he imagined Jay and Casey together. But Leo couldn't act on those feelings, as far as he could remember Jay and him had been tennis buddies over at the club and as far as he knew Jay wasn't interested in Case. Right? She wasn't! She couldn't be! Flinging away these thoughts of raging jealousy and possible death scenes, Leo didn't realize he took a few beats too long to answer Jay's question. Hoping the situation hadn't become awkward, he nodded. "If you don't mind? I've been practicing and I think I'll be a bit more of a challenge now!" He smiled enthusiastically at the girl who had been nothing but nice to him but he couldn't help dislike in the innermost working of his heart... Just like he disliked anyone who took his Casey away from him. Why couldn't the world understand that Casey was HIS and no one else's? Sighing, Leo realized this wasn't true, and it was probably the reason for most of his heartbreak and jealousy. If only Case could be considered his, he'd probably never doubt him because of how high he held Case in a pedestal, knowing he'd never hurt someone willingly. "I just have to change, wait for me here?" Leo knew he'd have to concentrate soon, he couldn't play well with his head so far off in Casey-land. Ah, if only that boy knew what he did to Leo... It was probably best that he didn't though. Leo was so wrapped up around Casey's finger, he'd probably kill someone if the boy asked him to... Thank goodness the boy was not so violent... Or crazy. He was just perfect. And as he walked to the bathroom, Leo sighed a deep heart-wrenching sigh of unrequited love. [/style][STYLE=float: right; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: -1px; background-color: #fff; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; height: 10px; padding: 3px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; color: #494949; text-align: left; font-size: 9px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc;]jay jay • 479 WORDS •omg ok so i'm in love with casey don't laugh[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style]

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[Jaylee Lyric Ralston]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2] & YOU'RE NOT EVEN HUMAN ` YOU'RE JUST A LOVELY IDEA OF ONE WHO I ACCIDENTALLY LOVED AND GAVE EVERYTHING TO BECOME THE GIRL ON THE PIANO BENCH SINGING ALL OF HER TEARS - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - away
[atrb=width,240] Jay didn’t really notice that Leo took an unusually long pause before answering her question. She was too busy in her own thoughts to really care. Mainly, her soul purpose for sitting at the bar and not one of the tables. Sure, Jaylee’s main reason to ever come to the country club was tennis first and working on homework second, but the working on homework part could be done anywhere. Yet she seemed to sit in the exact same spot every time she came. The reason being was because of her small crush on one of the bartenders. Of course she would deny this if asked, but that really was the reason. This probably also played into the reason why she drank so many raspberry lemonades, it gave her a reason to talk to him. She was pulled from her thoughts when Leo responded. ‘Ok sweet ya.’ Jay hopped from her seat with a smile. She stuffed her laptop into her backpack and slung it over her shoulder. ‘Ya I will. I’m going to go put my backpack into my locker first though. After putting her backpack up, Jay made her way to the court. She knew that Leo would know where to find her. They always played on the same court so it wouldn’t be that hard to find her. Jay made her way to her side of the court, the side that faced the country club. It has always been her side as long as she could remember. Jay stretched a bit and then swung her racket around to warm up her swing. She smiled at Leo as he came out. ‘Ready to play?’ She almost said beat, but figured she would give the boy a fighting chance since he had been practicing. ‘So how many games we playing today?’ They usually just played till one of them was tired, but one of them always seemed to ask.	[atrb=width,140] words , 320 tagged , leo outfit , clicky notes , tennis buddies with leo and his sexy tennis racquet
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[leonard blake daniels]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 300px; width: 100px; padding: 10px; background-color: #f2f2f2;][classy=harhar][/classy][classy=texty]ENEMIES CLOSER[/classy] [STYLE=color: #777; width: 100px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px;]I CAN'T LET YOU TAKE HIM, NOT WITHOUT ME GETTING MY CHANCE. I HAVEN'T TOLD HIM I LOVE HIM, I'M SCARED OF HIM LEAVING ME. JUST PLEASE LET ME GET MY CHANCE BEFORE YOU GET YOURS.[/style]

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[atrb=style, width: 340px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/OMrnW.png); height: 300px; padding: 10px;][STYLE=background-color: #fff; width: 320px; padding: 7px; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; line-height: 12px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; height: 240px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #494949;]It had taken an incredible amount of practice for Leo to be able to swing his racket around without letting it go, or hurting himself or someone near him. And after that had been taken care of, it had also taken an incredible amount of practice for the ball to go forwards after he hit it... It had also taken an incredible amount of injuries (caused by himself, to himself... and many other people) to be as incredibly average as Leo was today. But he had enjoyed every second of the training, of finding something he wasn't good at and still liking it. Of finding something he stunk at so massively it was hilarious to see him try. It was actually his averageness at this sport that convinced him that anything was possible. Hey, if he had managed to actually be kind of good at a sport, anything was possible! ‘Ready to play? So how many games we playing today?’ It was an easy routine to fall into, the one of playing tennis with Jaylee. He might not talk to the girl much but he was pretty much the only one wiilling to play as many games as she wanted until one of them was about to collapse from exhaustion. "To the death." Even though he said this in a teasing tone, in his mind he was anything but teasing. He knew it was wrong for him to take out his anger on a girl, much more one that had never done anything to him but he couldn't bring himself to feel bad about it. "I'm completely rested, this could take hours." He smiled at her teasingly, trying not to sound as bitter as he felt. He knew he was too possessive about Casey, he just couldn't bring himself not to be. He didn't want to lose him, Casey was the best thing in his life... He had to protect him with all he had, there was no way he was letting go willingly unless Casey asked. He hoped he never did. With a final warm-up swing, Leo stepped into place. "Do you want to start?" [/style][STYLE=float: right; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: -1px; background-color: #fff; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; height: 10px; padding: 3px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; color: #494949; text-align: left; font-size: 9px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc;]jay jay • 356 WORDS •omg ok so i'm in love with casey don't laugh[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style]

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