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Lyrik, would you like to be my date?

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:20:08 -0400

Because I’m so charming and personable? Riiiight. No, no one else has asked aha

Listen Lyrik, I’d really love to escort you to the dance. Share a few dances. Laughs, maybe some punch. Then when it’s over, take you home and possibly give you a goodnight kiss. Is that too much to ask for? Just say the word and I’ll back down.

Lyrik, would you like to be my date?

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:17:57 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

You’re incredibly persistent, aren’t you.

Am I too late to ask or something? Surly someone else has asked.

Lyrik, would you like to be my date?

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:15:26 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

Right so you’re taking Elena now? Good choice.

No. I’m taking Lyrik. Have you heard of her?

Lyrik, would you like to be my date?

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:13:33 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

~~Point taken~~ you’d think that teachers would welcome the chance to get away from school when they can.

Not when I’m going to be taking one of the prettiest girls in Chicago.

Lyrik, would you like to be my date?

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:08:19 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

theoneshanewest:

There’s no rule against teachers not going.

There’s most likely a rule about teachers bringing students as dates…

Silly Lyrik. ~~I’m a vampire. It’s called compulsion.~~

Lyrik, would you like to be my date?

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:03:33 -0400

There’s no rule against teachers not going.

S'mores and stuff || Lyrik

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 00:56:24 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

Shane seemed to be a little annoyed with it, so Lyrik took over and quickly got it to work. She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d had a s’more; probably when she was younger then ten. And now she was eighteen and making s’mores with a teacher. It was weird, yeah, but he’d had a breakup and clearly needed a friendly distraction, and she could use one too. It worked, in it’s weird way. “I have two. Literally. I’ve never been one to make friends, though,” She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, pushing her hair out of her face. It’s hardly easy making friends when you’d like to kill all the annoying preps in the city; made Lyrik think of the phrase ‘bite me’ in a whole new manner. “Yes you shall,” She grinned in spite of herself and leaned back to rest her back against the couch. She wondered what the guy was upset and distracted by; she could clearly tell his head wasn’t clear.

He was happy to have someone be of assistance to the one thing that was driving him more insane than grading 50 papers in 2 hours so that he could spend a decent night roasting marshmellows and melting chocolate with a friend. Smiling at Lyrik, Shane moved his way out from the side of the couch and into the kitchen. Calling back to her, he fumbled through cabinets trying to find the right ingredients to make the smores. “Milk or dark chocolate?” Shane called, bringing a hand up as he scratched the top of his head. He was going to finally have a nice night and even though part of him missed Senna, he enjoyed the company of Lyrik and she intrigued him although he was sure there was someone else romantically involved in her life. “Sorry I’m not even sure if there’s any choice of Marshmellows.” Shane liked strawberry marshmellows but all there was was the regular so he settled for that and grabbed the bag, stuffing in under his arm.

S'mores and stuff || Lyrik

Sun, 01 Apr 2012 00:36:56 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

“Okay, directions. You’ve got this on backwards,” She remarked, turning a piece over as she grinned. Being social and not acting like she hated the world wasn’t entirely difficult, and Shane seemed decent. She’d never had much trouble in his class, surprisingly. He was a good teacher, and he treated the students respectfully like people, not like the other teachers. Lyrik shot him a grin, flicking his hand away. “Lemme try,” She replied, amusement evident in her voice. Once she’d gotten half the thing together, she lifted up papers to find a missing piece. “Yeah, I get the whole lonely thing, not having many friends does that to a person. I meant me, not you, though,” She was quick to add on to the end of her sentence. As depressing as it sounded, Lyrik really had nothing to do. She’d returned to dance class and her job at Starbucks, but not to school yet so most of her days were spent by herself. Not that she minded overly much, but hanging out with someone who wasn’t annoying or weird was good. Got her out of her damn apartment at least. Once she finally found the last piece, she attached it and turned the switch on. “Done,” She announced, grinning proudly.

Shane shrugged as she repositioned all of the pieces he’d mindlessly thrown together. He decided letting Lyrik take control and try and put the pieces of the puzzle together one by one for him might be kind of relieving. He was exhausted and all the man wanted was a nice smore. Having Lyrik over helped relive the tension he had been feeling within himself over the past few weeks. Constantly battling for his happiness but now he finally had a distraction. “Hey, you have plenty of friends Lyrik. I’ve seen you talking to people on this site and now and again at school. You’re not exactly alone, you know? There are a lot of people who care deeply for you.” Sighing as she turned the switch and the machine came to life, he chuckled feeling a bit stupid for not making it look so easy himself. “Shall I get the smores contents?”

S'mores and stuff || Lyrik

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 23:53:10 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

Boredom was beginning to get old for Lyrik; she wasn’t about to spend eternity in her apartment with nothing to do. Maybe she needed to go out with Charlie a little, or go find a hobby. Something instead of dancing and watching TV, which were basically the only things she did anymore. Whenever Mr. West, or Shane as he apparently was outside of school, got a hold of her and apologized for standing her up, she’d been amused. He didn’t seem so bad, maybe just a little bored and lonely like herself. So at his offer of s’mores, she simply couldn’t resist. She could be quite a child at times. And s’mores were just…well, she wasn’t about to pass up s’mores.

She’d just gotten out of the shower when she got his text as to where he lived, so she quickly got dressed in jeans and a band tee before shoving her feet into sneakers and her hair into an unruly ponytail. Cursing her unmanageable curls, she settled for leaving it down before grabbing her phone and speeding her way over to his place. Lyrik didn’t much care what she looked like, he was a teacher for Christs sake. Knocking briskly, she raised an eyebrow when she saw how utterly flustered he looked. “Hello to you too,” She replied jokingly, walking inside to see half a machine and three pages of directions. Laughing under her breath, she picked up one sheet and rolled her eyes. “Unless you speak mandarin, you won’t need these,” Lyrik tossed those aside and picked up the ones in english, settling on the floor indian style while studying the box.

Shane tired his best to hide his frustration with the machine as Lyrik entered the apartment. The only students he was used to having over were Senna and Alex, but Shane was growing fond of the girls he taught in class, as obscene sounding as it was. He enjoyed Lyrik’s presence and had a good feeling about putting together the machine with her. Picking up the insturctions he carefully tossed the to the side. “So then let’s put this bad boy together.” Smiling at the girl, he kenlt on the ground in front of the table to get a better look at it.

“So I’m glad you decided to come tonight. It was getting a little lonely staying here alone all the time. YOu’d be surprised at the days that pass when you’re grading papers.” As he began to piece pieces together, he smiled occasionally stealing glances at the girl. “Hopefully you understand this thing more than I do because it’s stumping me.”

Smores and stuff || Lyrik

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 23:04:37 -0400

Shane had been laying low for long enough that he figured some time out of his little bubble with Lyrik wouldn’t be so bad. The smores maker he’d bought came in the mail eariler in the week, so he decided she’d be the perfect person to test it out with. After all, she was one of the only people he wanted to or even could tolorate in Chicago right now. Grabbing the box and the machine, the man began to unpack it and try his best to assemble it before she got to his place.

When he heard the knock on his door, Shane threw his hands up in despair letting out a loud sigh. He realized it was no use in trying to understand the directions any further, and went to open the door. Seeing the girls face, he relaxed at once, allowing her to walk in. “I’m going to need your help assembling this thing. It’s not being cooperative.” With a huff, he pointed her in the pieces laying around his coffee table.

So where is Lyrik?

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 22:17:20 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

theoneshanewest:

I stood you up last week. That’s not the right way to treat a lady. Let me make it up to you?

I’m used to it, no sorrys necessary. How are you going to make it up to me?

I just bough a smores maker. We could dine at my place?

So where is Lyrik?

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 22:15:20 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

theoneshanewest:

I think I owe her an apology.

Where I always am, holed up in my apartment watching crime shows and drinking.

Apology for…?

I stood you up last week. That’s not the right way to treat a lady. Let me make it up to you?

So where is Lyrik?

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 22:14:02 -0400

I think I owe her an apology.

partygirljessiew: which do you prefer? Shane, but I guess it’s required that while in school...

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 02:01:09 -0400

partygirljessiew:

which do you prefer?

Shane, but I guess it’s required that while in school I be called Mr. West. They don’t approve of teacher student friendly relations.

partygirljessiew: nice to know someone is.. Hi I’m Jessie and you are? Shane. Mr. West if you...

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 01:50:46 -0400

partygirljessiew:

nice to know someone is.. Hi I’m Jessie and you are?

Shane. Mr. West if you prefer.

zack-norma: theoneshanewest replied to your post: Do I want to know? No. Uh….I uh…I didn’t think...

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 01:44:44 -0400

zack-norma:

theoneshanewest replied to your post: Do I want to know?

No.

Uh….I uh…I didn’t think so.

Just walk away, Zack. Walk away.

Where is Lyrik?

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 01:43:21 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

Sounds like a plan, I’ll be over in a bit?

Great.

Where is Lyrik?

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 01:34:50 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

Gee, flattered. Hm, I guess I could help you out. Considering you’re the closest thing I’ve had to entertainment in quite awhile, attempting to help you figure out the internet should be fun.

Alright, my place?

aninfernalphoenixoflove: A Case Of You (Joni Mitchell Cover) -...

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 01:21:34 -0400

aninfernalphoenixoflove:

A Case Of You (Joni Mitchell Cover) - James Blake

Where is Lyrik?

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 01:20:09 -0400

dancingtothelyrik:

Not sure how exactly to take that…but hey there Mr. West.

Well considering you’re the only slightly amusing person I’ve talked to here in a while, I figured maybe you’d want to help me out with something tonight? I have a few things and I could use the help of a student who knows the ropes to the grading site we use. Internet is far beyond my day.