Holidays (Pine) Jan 28, 2009 23:15:12 GMT 1
Post by Bix on Jan 28, 2009 23:15:12 GMT 1
It was not. A sweatshirt. Merely a long sleeve. Shirt. It showed off. A bit of her body. And how it had grown. Filled out. Slightly under Pine's. Love and care. She smiled. Softly. That smile only P ine saw. When he met her at the door. As she came out. Looping his arm. Around her slender waist. She was still thin. Just not a. Two by four. As she had almost been. When they first met. Bix kissed him back. Gently. Before he passed her. Leaving her there. Standing as though. An idiot. She had been. Abandoned. Not in a bad way. Just that. She didn't know. This person. That she was to be. Spending time with. In the living room. Though she was curious. To meet a friend of P ine's. Afterall. She hadn't met one yet. It wasn't as though. She went out of her way. To do so. Merely that. She tried not to be. Invasive.
The door shut. And Bix turned slightly. Her eyes resting. Upon the one. She did not know. Bix was good. At not showing. Her nerves. Her face remained blank. But her eyes. Which had been filled. With light when. Pine was in her presence. And she felt. As though they were alone. Was gone. Still though. She knew that. If Pine trusted him. Then he was good. She knew that. He would not. Just trust anyone. And she also knew. That she had been. A closely guarded secret. For a while. It seemed an eternity. Until he spoke to her. Closing the distance. That was between them. Her blue eyes. Following him. As he moved over to her. His accent. Was strange. Curious. it seemed a mix. Between two accents. One easily. Identified as Italian. The other. Seemed almost Russian. But she was unsure.
She nodded. In affirmation. Of what he had said. To her. That Pine had certainly. Left without. Introducing them. Her head tilted to the side. Just slightly. Her bangs, framing. Her face as she moved. He extended a hand to her. And her sapphire eyes focused on it. Just for a moment. As he spoke. Giving his name as Malakai. And that. He had known. Pine for about. Six years. Bix gently. Reached out. And took his hand. Giving it one shake. Before she bowed to him. He was Pine's friend. So he recieved. Respect from Bix. He inquired. Of her name though. And for a moment she was unsure. Of what to say.
"Pleasure it is, indeed, to meet a friend of Pine." Bix said, in her voice. "My name is..." bix.. Bix.. BIX... "..Liberty."
Even she. Blinked for a moment. As her actual name. Escaped her lips. But she knew that. Pine was not fond. Of Bix. And that. He would be. Calling her Liberty. So it seemed. There would be. Less questions. Even if Malakai. Already knew her. As Bix at school. Bix was unsure. If he attended. Their school or not. So she figured. In some way. It would be easier.
"Happy Holidays, to you, this day." Bix said. In her cool voice. As she pulled her hand back.