Her eyes grew wide as she saw him. They bus guy again. She put her hands up in the air. "I give up!" she said with a small laugh as she walked over to him. "I seem to be running into you everywhere." She said with a smile as she walked the wooded path up to him. She was surprised to see him still in the woods she figured that he would be around the waterfall with everyone else. "What are you doing out here?" She asked him as she looked at him in confusion.

Rafa inhaled deeply when he heard someone speak from behind him. He wasn't really expecting anyone to follow him or anything. He turned around though, and then smiled. "I don't know to be honest, what I'm doing out here," he said. He then glanced around. "I guess I'm trying to stay away from all the people," he shrugged. "I like it better when it's quiet, unless it has something to do with music," he then realized how stupid he sounded and rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm a nerd," he smirked.

((OOC: Oh, damn, I'm so brain dead right now...))

She smiled. So he liked to be away from the crowd too. "No no, it's ok." She said with a nod. "I understand a lot about wanting it quiet." She said with a soft smile. She waved her hand. "I guess I will go, and let you be in silence." she said as she turned the way she had come. Just before she walked away she turned around and looked at him. "For what it's worth, music is great." She said with a slight blush.

Moira was happy to discover that she and Blair had this place to themselves, but what made her even happier was the fact that she had Blair to herself right now. Of course she knew of his infamous status as a serial heartbreaker, but if she got the chance, she would change that. She could make him want to stay with her, couldn't she? Keeping people's attention was something she was good at.

Seeing Blair motion for her to join him in the water, she quickly returned to reality. Those gorgeous green eyes seemed to call out to her, and even though she wasn't a fan of getting herself wet, she walked towards the water and slipped into it. She did make sure to keep her hair as dry as possible, though - in her mind, girls with wet hair looked terrible, without exception. Wet bodies were an entirely different matter. Pearls of water trickling off Blair's body as he laid on the lakeside with her, her fingers running through his blonde hair - that was an image she worth keeping in her mind.

"This feels lovely," she said, smiling softly. "I'm not really much of a swimmer, though..." Her eyes searched for his, and she smiled again. She seemed to be smiling a lot. Then again, why wouldn't she? She was here. With him. All alone. It was perfect.

Blair shifted smoothly in the water, facing his body towards Moiras. Her graceful movement into the water had been the complete opposite of his, reminding him again of how different they were. His mind beamed when he found her smiling. "That doesn't matter," Blair put a wet arm behind Moira, dripping droplets creating darker patches on the rock. "Its not like I'm going to race you or something." He glanced down slowly, taking in Moiras submerged physique. The calm water was crystal clear, allowing Blairs eyes to wander freely, small ripples radiating from their bodies from every slight movement. "So, I need to ask..." Blair looked up at her through his lashes, a grin still on his face. He was on cloud nine. Managing to lure away the very girl he had been crushing on since the beginning of the year, to a secluded area, had boosted his already beaming confidence. He felt like he was on a sugar high. They were alone. Utterly and completely alone, together. Blair noted the plus that they were half naked too. "Why did you agree to this trip?" Blair had been a little surprised to see the years drama queen signing up for this school trip. Pleasantly surprised though. "Forced into it by your parents?" Blair wondered if they had that in common, and if his tone while saying the word, 'parents', had given him away. His own parents had put him on the list for this excursion before anyone else, even calling the princpal to make sure Blair hadn't un-signed himself. "It'll be fun." His mother had said, while twirling a long elegant cigarette holder between her fingers. He had almost kicked up a fuss when his father gave him a stern look. Blair knew that look. That was the, 'just do what you're told' look. He detested that look, and his father for that matter. He focused on Moira, her eyes reflecting the water around them, light refracting at all angles. Blairs free hand itched to wrap itself around Moira's tiny waist and pull her against him, making his fingers move involuntarily. Her pink, smiling lips just asking, waiting for his own to meet them. Blair begged his body to stop tormenting him. He was always so quick to jump the gun with girls. And in turn, becoming bored with them just as fast. It had to be different with Moira... You like this girl. Stop thinking with your dick.

((OOC: Please post people. Don't let this one die!!!!))

OoC: I would post Doncella but im waiting for you :P

(( I've been waiting for others to post before posting again, but I guess I can edit this with a post in a minute. ))

Moira giggled softly as she moved closer to Blair, locking her hands behind his neck. She nodded in response to his question. "Daddy thought it would be... educational," she said, rolling her eyes as she spoke. "I think he just wants to spend time with his new girlfriend, though." There was slight disdain in her voice at the mention of the new woman. A blonde twenty-something, most likely just dating him for his money. The money wasn't the worst, though - this woman was stealing her father from her, and she hated it. Sure, his constant nagging and overprotectiveness annoyed her greatly at times, but at least she knew she was the most important girl in his life. That seemed to be changing.

She hadn't been aware that she had drifted off into some kind of thoughtful trance nor that she was no longer smiling until her thoughts returned to the present. Looking up at Blair again, she tried to disguise the fact that she had thought of anything but him, because in all honesty, it wasn't like she wanted to. He was good enough to spend hours daydreaming about. Her brown eyes found his, and she smiled once again. Who needed a father when she had someone like him? Yes, she was being theatrical about it - but that was her style, after all.

Of course, the thought of whether he actually liked or was just playing crossed her mind once again. Why couldn't she be prettier, like Lily or Kimmie? She was so thin, with boringly brown hair and annoyingly pale skin. No. This was not the time for insecurities. She had this moment to spend with Blair, and she did not want to spend another second feeling unsure about herself.

Rafa blushed. "Thanks," he mumbled. "I guess any kinds of arts are," he added. He didn't really want to be alone, so he decided to just say something. "Uhm, and you don't have to go if you don't want to," he grinned a bit.

(((OOC: Soooo so sorry for the super short post. I'm going through some personal problems right now and have little ability to post.))

"Daddy?" Blair chuckled at the word as Moira put her hands around his neck, moving closer to him. The fingers on his free hand twitched, itching to touch her. Moira's next sentence was bearly heard as he tried to concentrate on burrying his want. A frustrated look had appeared on his face, his pale eyes cast in a slight shadow. She wants you too. Why else is she getting closer to you? Blairs mind ran around in circles. You don't want her to think that you're playing her... Blair looked back to Moira and found her smile. She was so small and cute, he couldn't prolong it anymore. His free hand met with Moiras leg beneath the water, smooth under his fingertips. Blair trailed upwards, his eyes never leaving hers, his hand skimming over her bottoms. He lightly wrapped his arm around her, the distance she closed making it deadly easy for him. Blair bit his lip, if she moved any closer to him, their bodies would be touching. He wasn't sure he could handle that. Blair usually went into auto-pilot when that happened. Control. He told himself. "I don't think I'd ever call my father, Daddy." Blairs voice was deep with a seductive undertone. "He wouldn't appreciate it much." Blair released his lip before he could draw any blood. He sighed as he faught a silent battle with himself. He could have her right now. She wouldn't say no... Blair wanted to smack his head against the nearest rock, but settled with trailing a finger up Moiras spine. That was torment enough.

Ashley gave a smile as she had hopped he would say that. She turned around again. She turned around with her arms crossing her chest. "So what kind of music do you like?" She asked him as she walked over to him. She needed to be straight with him she felt so bad and would tell him that too. She looked down at her feet as she moved the left one. "Ok..." She said as she looked up and threw her arms up. "My name is Ashley.. I am so sorry i don't know what yours is." She said as she held out her right hand. She felt herself blushing for the first time. This guy made her blush a lot, she thought to herself.

Rafa smiled. "I'm really into Spanish music, since that was my first language, but I like American rock music," He smiled. "A lot of my music that I write is in Spanish. It's just easier for me," he sighed. She didn't know him, didn't even know his name. He leaned a against a tree, and cleared his throat. "It's okay. My name's Rafael, but it would be okay for you to call me Rafa," he said. He took her hand in a firm grip, shook, and then returned his hands into his pant's pockets.

She looked at him with a smile.. "Rafa" She said in a whisper. She looked at him. "Your music taste sounds great, you will have to show me some time." She said as she nodded her head. She looked at the ground she felt so bad that she didn't know his name. "I'm sorry about not knowing your name," she said in very honest tone. "I just get caught up in my art work I never really had time to get to know anyone or have friends." She said yet again in honesty.

Moira blushed faintly, realizing that the term must have made her sound like some five year old child. However, her thoughts were quickly distracted as she felt Blair's fingers across her body, and she tilted her head slightly and sent him her characterizing innocent smile. He was so close to her now, and as happy as that made her, it added to her insecurity as well. She knew he had seduced a whole lot of girls, and she did not want to be just one of many. That would break her heart.

Wait, what? This was a crush - it wasn't like she thought Blair was the love of her life. Why did she then honestly think he would be able to break her heart? Most people didn't even think she had a heart. It wouldn't hurt her that much if she found out he was just using her, would it? Yes, she realized - it would. This crush didn't seem to want to end just like that.

"I'm my daddy's little girl," she said, still smiling, trying to joke the situation away. Her left hand moved up towards the top of his head, and she started fiddling gently with his hair. "He'd be offended if I called him anything else."

ooc: sorry for late-ish reply

bic: Blair scoffed at Moira. Daddy's little girl... He had always thought of her as a 'do whatever she wanted' kind of chick. She walked, talked and acted how ever she wanted. She seemed to always get what she wanted for that matter. Blair guessed she wanted him right now. A grin crossed his lips, matching Moira's innocent smile.

Blair's fingers continued to trail up her spine as he felt her fingers now threading lightly through his hair. Tingles spread over his skin as he realised how close he was to Moira right now. He didn't think he would be able to last this long without jumping her bones. Maybe he could take it slow with Moira.

His mind was split between his body, both yelling different things at him. One telling him to stop being a pussy and seduce her till she begged for it, the other yelling back with the complete opposite.

Blair brushed his fingertips along her shoulder blade, while he wrapped his other hand around her waist. The movement making water ripple out gently from their bodies.

"Mmm," Blair mumbled, as he escaped her eyes. He glanced down at the space between their bodies, making a quick decision. Blair grinned wider, his perfect teeth all showing. He wrapped his arm around her waist more tightly, pressing his body hard against hers. Their faces were just inches apart now.

Blair met her eyes briefly before they flickered down to her lips. He realised he hadn't replied with any real words and raced through his mind for something, anything. "Sorry to randomly change the subject but um," Blair was still staring at her lips. "What are you into, Moira." His voice was dry as he slowly pried his eyes away from her lips. Blair wanted a taste so badly. Having a conversation while being this close to her was proving to be a massive challenge.