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3rd Floor Common Room: Saturday early evening [6-6-09]

Peyton had tried to report for detention today, but no one else had shown up. Which seemed to be on par with the way the rest of her week had been.

Solitary, um... activities in her room hadn't helped much, so she'd headed to the common room, sprawled out on the couch in something a little more exposed than she might ordinarily wear, ordered more pizza than she could ever eat when she couldn't decide on what she wanted, and was flipping through channels on the TV.

Funny how everything made her think of sex.

[Open with pizza!]

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She arched an eyebrow, self-consciously adjusting one of the straps on her sundress. "That's been a problem?"

She kind of half-wished, just for a second, that it'd been a problem for her. And then she reminded herself of her self-control. Right.

"It's going to cause some awkward conversations once this is all over," Zayne said. Except for the one that he was never going to speak of again.

"Well, I think you can take some comfort in the fact that if one of 'em was Claudia, I think she's always like that, so it shouldn't be too awkward," she offered, mostly teasing.

"She's my roommate, so trust me when I say that it was even worse than usual," Zayne said with a little laugh.

"I didn't know that was possible," she said, giving a low whistle. "This week's been kinda hard on everyone, though, I think." Case in point being how Sookie was still blushing and her willpower was rapidly diminishing.

Hey, she thought he was cute under normal circumstances, okay?

Zayne reached out to pat her hand. "I really think it has been. But you seem to be dealing with it better than most."

Sookie cleared her throat, trying to strengthen her mental barriers so she wouldn't catch a stray thought from him with that touch. Or, worse, he'd catch one of hers. "Sort of. Are you affected too, or just...dealing with everyone else?"

"Oh, I've been affected. I've been keeping it pretty much under control by using a Jedi mantra, though. It's kinda weird to me that we even have a mantra that works for something like this," Zayne said. Right now he was paying more attention to the fact that his hand was still on Sookie's than on actually mentally reciting the mantra, though.

"I wish I had a mantra," Sookie noted softly, and it was interesting how easily her hand turned over to just kind of hold his. "Or just the population in general did. Probably would've helped us out a little this week."

She wasn't used to touching people -- much less boys -- at all. This was pretty darn racy for her.

After a week where a nearly naked Claudia backed him up to the door, She-Ra touched him for healing while very visibly breathing deeply, the cheerleader that Ben thought he was being pretty blatant, and Peyton just asking if he wanted to help her out (although he was pretty sure that was a joke), it didn't really register that something like hand-holding could lead to the "passion" the Jedi Code mentioned.

And that's why he wasn't going through his mantra in his mind as he started to move closer to Sookie. "They're good things. Very useful. They've helped me through a lot."

"I bet," Sookie said, her breath catching a little in her throat as she unconsciously wet her lower lip out of a sudden sort of nervousness mixed with...something or other. She didn't know. This was new to her, even after nearly sixteen years of being privy to other people's thoughts and memories. She did have enough common sense to step closer, herself. "Probably really, um, soothing, and stuff."

"Absolutely," Zayne said. A simple kiss wouldn't be "passion" anyway, would it? That could still be completely serene. He made out with Shel back on Taris and there was nothing wrong with that. He decided to move in to confirm his suspicions.

Sookie was just about to say something else completely inane when she was suddenly not able to use her mouth for talking anymore.

Not that she minded. Like, at all. Even with the quick onslaught of thoughts (something about passion that seemed an awful lot like justification, and some random strands of thought about her looks, which was very flattering), she didn't mind. She didn't really have time to process his thoughts on top of her own, anyway, and they just kind of blended, and it wasn't all mentally loud like she thought it'd be, and it was kind of just nice, and she kind of got why everyone's thoughts had been all...like that, all week.

Which all added up to the reasons behind why she was kissing him back, and kind of not thinking too hard, for once.

When it felt appropriate to break away, Zayne backed off and said, "I'm sorry, that's not really something I would normally do in public."

"Me neither," Sookie blurted out, shaking her head and blushing. "Um. I mean, I liked it! That was -- but yeah, I'm usually more of a, um, private girl. Don't be sorry, though."

"No?" Zayne asked. He thought about it for a moment. That was really nice and he was pretty sure that he still had the whole passion thing in check, so it wouldn't really hurt to go someplace private and make out some more or anything. It's just kissing, after all. "In that case, do you want to go someplace a little more private?"

Yes, she really really did. But, she considered for a second. Knowing Zayne, it wouldn't go any further (this was kind of ridiculously nice, but she didn't think she could do much more without a lot more thought) and doing that again in privacy did have its appeal.

Plus, this moment of reflection allowed her time to look like a lady, rather than a hussy who'd just jump at any sexual opportunity. Goodness. "I think I would." She reached out for his hand again.

Zayne took her hand and grinned a doofy grin.

And he couldn't really come up with anything to say besides 'yay' or 'you're pretty' or '*kissy noises because he decided to forget the private place yay kissy*' so he just led her out of the room.

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