forum Piece By Piece [Private RP — Closed]

Started December 12, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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(Lol.
Also… AH!!!)

Ashley’s POV:

Woah… That was definitely the last thing I had expected to happen at this moment.

When he pulled me to him, I gasped. And then his lips were on mine, and my brain nearly shut down from the shock. For a moment, I was frozen. I didn’t know what to do.

As if of their own accord, my arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer as I kissed him back. My eyes fell shut, letting a few tears escape.

Gosh, how I missed him. So so much…

(Go Lucas!!)

Lucas’s POV:

I felt satisfaction course through me when I felt Ashley moving her lips alongside mine. This is what I missed. Her scent, her lips against mine… this is what I craved everyday.
“I let go of you once…” I murmured when we pulled apart. “But I’m not doing it a second time.”

Ashley’s POV:

I moved my hands to cup Lucas’ cheeks and pulled him back to me for another kiss. And another. Just a couple of quick, soft kisses. Just to assure myself that he was really here, kissing me.

“I’m so sorry, Luca. I shouldn’t have doubted you like that,” I whispered, opening my eyes to look at him.

Lucas’s POV:

I smiled, kissing her lightly on the forehead.
“I should have explained,” I said. “We were both at fault.”
I would have continued, if not for my sister.
“Mom says you can have your moment after we have dinner,” she called out in a monotone. “Dad’s hungry, and you know how he gets when he can’t eat mom’s pancakes.”

(Lol. Eden.)

Ashley’s POV:

I laughed a bit and took Lucas’ hand, a thrill going through me when I did so. “Come on, we probably shouldn’t leave him waiting.”

He was back. And he was mine. And it was perfect.

(Thank you, @Topaz!)

Eden’s POV:

Looking at my parents, and then at my brother and Ashley, I felt a little hollow. It wasn’t fair that I was the only one who was void of such an emotion. I had fallen before, and it was a hard fall. I didn’t want to go through that again.
I admired my parents for the love they shared. Despite being married for eighteen years, they still looked at each other like they can’t see anyone other than the other. Their love doesn’t seem to get weaker. I always wanted a love like that, but I know it’s not meant for me. It never was.
All I can be is Eden Rose McArthur, the Rebel. The girl people turn their backs to because they’re afraid. The girl people are afraid to converse with because they don’t want to be swallowed.
“Eden?” Lucas’s soft, worried voice broke me out of my thoughts. I raised my eyebrows at him questioningly. “Are you okay?”
I looked at him blankly, tilting my head.
“You haven’t eaten anything,” dad pointed out, his voice hinting at something. I disliked that part of my parents. They always knew when something was wrong. Even if they acted like they didn’t know, they did. Nothing ever slipped by them. Especially mom. She was extremely observant, like a hawk.
“Hm…” I hummed in disapproval, standing up slowly. “I’m not hungry. I’m going to tune in early. I’m busy over the weekend.”
I looked over at Ashley with a raised eyebrow.
“I’ll spread out the air mattress if you want to share a room with me,” I told her as I always did whenever she came. “If not, your room, or Luke’s, is always open.”

(Thanks, Topaz! I’m glad you think so!
Also: Gosh, Eden. Lol.)

Ashley’s POV:

When Eden mentioned Lucas’s room being open, I blushed and looked down at my plate. I felt kind of bad that I got to be with the guy I liked, while she didn’t have anyone like that. Not anymore, anyway.

She tried to hide it, and she usually did a pretty good job at it, but there were times when she couldn’t. She just got this hollow look in her eyes and spaced out a little. I wish I could help her, but there weren’t any guys she liked. I don’t think she even wanted to like most of the guys we knew.

“I’ll just sleep in your room, Eden,” I said softly, glancing back up at her.

Eden’s POV:

“Eden?” I glanced up, my eyes dropping slightly. I felt tired and sleepy, and even if I slept in class, it wouldn’t affect me very much. My teacher, a middle-aged man who looked young for his age, had an impatient look on his features. I raised an eyebrow until I noticed the papers in his hand. I took them, muttering an apology. He said nothing; just moved to the next student.
I looked over the sheet of papers, my eyes merely catching the perfect hundred on the top before I set the papers down.
It was boring. The classes, this school, the students. There was nothing new. The Grey Stones made trouble, but they were simple ants. They were typical bullies.
Ashley, who shared this class with me, gave me a roll of her eyes. I raised an eyebrow at her.

Sterling’s POV:

As soon as class was over, I looked around for Eden. I’d finally decided to ask her out, after having a crush on her for years.

We’d gone to the same schools since kindergarten, and I’d watched her get prettier and prettier each year. Of course, that wasn’t the only reason I was going to ask her out. I wasn’t that kind of guy.

No, I’d also been drawn to her personality Even if some might find her intimidating, I found her mysterious and intriguing. I wanted to get a glimpse of the girl under the impenetrable mask of boredom, to see what she was like behind her walls.

Finally, I caught sight of her, and I quickly ran a hand through my slightly-messy, brown hair as I made my way closer.

“Eden!” I called once I was only a few feet away, raising a hand so she would see who was talking to her.

Eden’s POV:

Lucas had given us a surprise. He said he was back, for good. My parents teased him relentlessly, saying he only did it to be closer to Ashley. Anyway, today was his first day of school officially, and unfortunately for me, there was too much hype. Everyone was excited. It was tiring.
Since Lucas was back, I could be on my own more often. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Ashley, but sometimes I desired solitude. I liked sitting in a quiet corner and eat my lunch in peace instead of in the cafeteria. Besides, I doubt I’d be missed too much.
As I was making my way towards my spot, I felt a voice call out to me. It wasn’t Ashley. It wasn’t Lucas, either. I looked back in confusion, my eyebrows raised as I tried to find the source of the voice.
And I did.
He made it easy for me by raising his hand as he got closer. I narrowed my eyes. I didn’t think I knew him, but those hair and eyes seemed familiar to me.
I waited for him to reach me, an eyebrow raised questioningly.

Sterling’s POV:

“Eden. Hey,” I greeted her with a grin as I caught up to her.

I stuck my hands in my back pockets, the epitome of calm and collected — at least, I hoped… Internally, I was freaking out a bit.

What was she going to think? What if she said no? What if she simply laughed in my face?

Actually, that last one was pretty unlikely, from what I’d noticed of her. She was more likely to just roll her eyes and walk away without a word, which, I must admit, would baffle me.

I mean, I don’t like to brag, but I’m a pretty good-looking guy. Not that she should agree to go on a date with me just for that. Or that she should agree to go on one with me at all.

From the look she gave me, it didn’t even look like she recognized me. I wasn’t sure if I should be upset about that or if it was normal. I mean, we had grown up together, but we were never really in the same social circles. In fact, I was actually in her best friend’s circle more than I was her, being one of the more popular guys in the school and all.

“You… don’t remember me, do you?” I asked, my grin turning to a smaller smile.

Eden’s POV:

I didn’t say anything at first. I narrowed my eyes, trying to remember. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger. I didn’t know his name. It wasn’t much of a surprise for me; I was absent-minded and barely paid any attention to anyone, or the way they looked. I didn’t even know the names of my classmates, or what they looked like. It wasn’t something new for me. It wasn’t something I cared about, either.
I knew this boy, but I couldn’t remember where I’d seen him. He was familiar. Finally, ceasing my glare, I parted my lips.
“I… don’t remember your name,” I finally replied, my voice soft yet blank. “Is there anything you want from me?”

Sterling’s POV:

That didn’t surprise me. Not at all. But it would have been cool if she had.

“I’m Sterling. Sterling Ainsley,” I said softly. “I just… had a quick question for you, that’s all.”

Eden’s POV:

He looked upset at my reply. I frowned. Why? I don’t recall conversing with anyone other than Ashley. Had I helped him before, against bullies? Were we desk-mates in a previous class? I didn’t understand.
“Sterling,” I repeated, testing to see if I’d remember. The name rang no bell in my head, but it was the face that bothered me. “What is it?”

Sterling’s POV:

Gosh, this was going to be really awkward if she didn’t remember me… But I was determined to ask. And I had to do it now.

“Okay, I know you don’t remember me, so this is probably going to be really strange,” I started with an awkward laugh, scratching at the back of my neck. “But would you like to go out with me?”

Eden’s POV:

I stared at Sterling, but it wasn’t with a blank expression. I have to be honest—students usually don’t ask me out. Sterling was still rubbing the back of his head, awkwardness present in his movements. I stared at him, trying to uncover what he was planning. He met my gaze head-on.
Finally, I answered. I don’t know why I did. I could have turned my back on him and left. That’s how I did things. If it didn’t prove to be amusing for me, I wouldn’t bother. This wasn’t anything amusing. Yet, I opened my mouth.
“Why?” I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms slowly. I truly didn’t understand this. What was he planning? Did he think I’d truly say yes? I’d say yes, so he could tame me? Why else would he want me to go out with him?

Sterling’s POV:

It took forever for her to answer, it felt like. And when she finally did, it wasn’t what I was expecting.

“Why?” she asked, crossing her arms and looking as fierce as she always did.

“Because… I find you intriguing. I want to get to know you better,” I answered, for once able to express my thoughts. “You’re interesting. I just want to see what you’re like behind your walls.”

Eden’s POV:

That was it. That’s what I was looking for.
“And then what?” I tilted my head to the side, a mocking smile on my face. “Once you find out what I am behind these walls, then what? If I’m no longer mysterious and interesting, then what? If I turn out to be an ordinary girl, then what? Will that be the end of your games? Will that satisfy your boredom?”

Sterling’s POV:

I blinked at her and raised an eyebrow. “You think I just want to use you? Eden, I just want to get to know you. Honestly, I’m not just going to drop you once I learn more about you,” I assured her.

Eden’s POV:

I smiled bitterly.
“No? Isn’t that what this game’s all about, though?” I’d been in this situation enough times to hate it. What made them think they could come into my life and get to know me? Did they truly think I was that stupid?

Sterling’s POV:

“This isn’t a game, Eden. I genuinely want to get to know you,” I said softly. I sighed and started to turn around, moving my backpack higher up into my shoulder. "But if you can't see that, then I'm not sure if there's any point in me even trying anymore."

Not that I would stop. No; if anything, I'll just try harder to win her heart.

Eden’s POV:

I raised an eyebrow as Sterling moved to walk away. He seemed genuine, but that wasn’t enough to make me believe him. Nobody approached me without an ulterior motive. Sterling wasn’t any different.
I suppose there wasn’t any reason to stay. He was done, I was done.
Somehow, I felt disappointed. Maybe a part of me hoped he was being sincere.
Then I laughed at myself. It was silly to assume otherwise. I once believed, and I was crushed. I was far too independent, like he said. Eventually, everyone would get tired. Eventually, they would all move on. That’s all they did, anyway.

Sterling's POV:

I was far from finished with this. I would do my best to win her heart, and if I couldn't then at least I would know that I tried.

Walking away, I half expected her to stop me. When she didn't, though, I wasn't surprised. Of course she did't stop me; she didn't even trust me.

(Skip? Maybe we could through some LucasxAshley drama/fluff in? Or some more SterlingxEden drama?)