feels good as hell ,

[roxie]

- - - - SHE STRADDLES ME LOVELY WHILE SHE SCRATHES MY BACK,
WHILE SHE SINGS ALL THE WORDS TO MY HIDDEN TRACKS FROM THE
HEART OF A RECORD FAR AS I CAN TELL SOUNDS GOOD AS HEAVEN AND
- - - - - - - - feels good as hell

new york city, the largest city in the united states, full of the incredibly rich and the painfully poor, and some of the strangest people you'd could ever imagine you'd meet, like naked guitar playing cowboys and russian bag ladies. yet this city, full of high rises and homeless shelters was roxanne de silva's home and quite frankly she wouldn't have it any other way. to her the sounds of honking taxis, confused tourists, and stock brokers yelling into their cell phones was the most comforting thing in the world and from the moment that the town car that her parents sent for her picked her up at jfk roxie felt a sense of peace that she hadn't felt since moving to l.a.. roxie didn't really give her parents much credit for anything, she was at odds with them all of the time but they definitely knew what they were doing when they decided to settle in manhattan. roxie had grown up on upper east side, complete with a pent house home, pleated prep school uniforms, and more hired help than she knew what to do with, and of course being a de silva, that was exactly what she was going back to. moving back to new york was going to be nothing like the life she was living in los angeles, she was walking right back into the opulence and spectacle that was her father's money.

roxie was only going to be living with her parents for about a week, they had already found her an apartment near lincoln center, and she was starting work on a long running soap on monday however, until then she was stuck with the theatrics that was her parents household. it was only tuesday and roxie had only first arrived in new york last night yet she was already growing tired of hearing her mother scream at the hired help. this was a sound she had grown used to in her childhood, the maids would do something wrong and her mother in some fit of anger would start screaming at them in french despite the fact that their maids were usually either south american or russian and couldn't understand a word she was saying. when she was little roxie would go to them and explain but considering this was no longer her home she couldn't be bothered. there was a long list of people that roxie was supposed to party with or do lunch with now that she was back in the city. however, the moment that rox needed to get out of her house the first person she thought of was bandit.

bandit was this gorgeous though slightly naive blonde that roxie had somehow stumbled upon online. she didn't nearly know enough about her to be as interested as she was but for whatever reason roxie had her target set and she wasn't going to stop until she had bandit in her bed. it was a difficult mark to be sure, bandit of course claimed to have no interest in girls, but here and there over the week or so that roxie had gotten to know bandit she had come to the conclusion that this couldn't be true. first of all, roxie had never really believed that anyone was entirely straight or entirely gay, it was sexuality was a spectrum. second of all, there was just something about this girl and her sweet, bright eyed comments that said there was something that roxie could dig out of her and so, that was the plan. she was going to seduce this girl and no one was going to convince her otherwise.

no one could really say why roxie did the things she did, why she used her sexuality as a weapon and why she was in constant pursuit of attention for anyone and everyone around her. it probably had a lot to do with her rather neglectful parents but regardless of the reasons why it seemed that bandit was going to be yet another ploy in her constant need for other people's desire. after listening to her mother for the fourth time in one afternoon roxie had decided she'd had enough and after getting dressed in a strapless top and a pair of much to expensive jeans roxie grabbed her phone off of it's charger and texted bandit. 'come play in the park with me. i'll be near the fountain" she wrote before hitting the send key and making a call downstairs to her parents driver. it wasn't in roxie's nature to consider that bandit might be busy or working, no she simply told people what she wanted and would be very put out if she didn't get it. once she arrived in the park, roxie found a bench and waited, one long leg crossed over the other. she didn't wait for anyone but something told rox that this girl and this game would be well worth it.

baby you're so hot, give me everything you got.
CAN YOU TELL ME HOW TO NOT LOVE A HOT GIRL IN A GOOD MOOD?
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FOR BANDIT. LOTSA WORDS. ROXIE WEARS THIS. TEMPLATE BY SPECIAL K !.

[bandit]

I LAY AWAKE AND TRY SO HARD NOT TO THINK OF YOU.

Bandit McCutcheon had never been.. rich by any means. Growing up, her family did well enough to support themselves and everyone in it comfortably. She was a pretty lucky girl when it all came boiling down to it, especially when she was little. Unlike a lot of other kids her age, Bandit was blessed with having two parents who adored her and her twin brother more than the air they breathed each and every day. They did the best they possibly could to make the best life decisions for the both of them and really, they succeeded incredibly well, which was made evident by the New York apartment in which she was currently living in. Now, her parents didn’t pay for her to live there, in fact, she paid for everything by herself, but she wasn’t able to initially and that’s where they came into play. Truthfully, Bandit’s career wasn’t where she wanted it to be just yet, but she was getting by on where it was at that moment. She didn’t have to worry about finances or anything of that sort very often and when she did, it wasn’t too painful of a situation to where she couldn’t get herself out of.

Ever since she moved from London, things were rough on the blonde. Not just her life in general, just the outside world around her. Her twin brother was the initial reason they moved to New York. His cancer was rare and New York had the best treatment facility that they could find. Scout was Bandit’s best friend in the entire world. The two of them did absolutely everything together when they were younger and that only continued on into their teens. They were ridiculously close and each and every day that Scout’s cancer progressed, another little bit of Bandit died. It was nothing anyone would have been able to notice but her, but the constant fear that her brother wouldn’t be around for very much longer and could potentially go at any given moment scared her more than anything in the world. Bandit didn’t talk about Scout’s cancer very often, but when she did, she was calm and collected about it and always looked at it in an optimistic light.

Things were looking up for the blonde, however. She had recently landed the role of Madison Parkinson on the drama Split Decision. She was playing alongside a few a-listers including Natalie Delaney and the infamous Jack Bailey. The best thing about Split Decision was the fact that she was able to be on set with her best friend, Gwen Pastino, who happened to land one of the leading roles. Lately, things had been going pretty smoothly for Bandit. She couldn’t complain about anything recently and she couldn’t have possibly been happier. Even though she had a lot of things on her mind when it came to her life, she couldn’t get one specific person off of it for longer than a few minutes at a time and it confused her to absolutely no end. Roxanne De Silva seemed to come out of absolutely nowhere and steal away into the blonde’s head and refused to leave. The more that she reassured the girl that she wasn’t into other girls, the more unsure she became herself. Bandit knew that she liked girls, but she didn’t know why. She knew that she was attracted to them and she knew that they were absolutely gorgeous, but again, she couldn’t figure out what was going on. There was no way she would act upon her thoughts and yet.. it scared her a little.

Hearing her phone go off, she grunted a little as she paused the xbox game she was currently captivated with. Ever since Seth left it at her apartment, that was all she had been doing. She was by no means good at any of the games he left at her place, but she played them anyway. Hopping up from the couch, she grabbed her phone off of the counter and grinned when she read the message. Bandit loved playing in the park. A lot of the time she would go by herself and play on the swings, which would eventually turn into chasing butterflies all by herself. Of course she looked insane, but that was how she functioned. Typing up a quick reply filled with excitement, Bandit tossed on a sweater over the dress she was wearing and left her apartment. The great thing about her place was that she wasn’t too far from central park, so it was a simple walk. Skipping her way down the steps, she began her exodus towards central park. Upon her arrival, she caught a glimpse of the dark haired girl standing near the fountain and immediately her heart started to race. She didn’t understand it much due to the fact she’d never experienced anything like this before. Swallowing hard on her way over, she tried to keep herself under control as she approached the girl she was supposed to be meeting. Well, hello, gorgeous she grinned.

TAGGED: ROXANNE/LOVEOFMYLIFE, BBY <3 LISTENING TO: NADA. MUSE: AVERAGE TO HIGH, BUT ACTUALLY JUST HIGH. NO, NOT THE DRUG KIND OF HIGH. NOTES: WILL WILL BE SO EPIC IT'S NOT EVEN REMOTELY FAIR TO ANYONE ELSE.

[roxie]

- - - - SHE STRADDLES ME LOVELY WHILE SHE SCRATHES MY BACK,
WHILE SHE SINGS ALL THE WORDS TO MY HIDDEN TRACKS FROM THE
HEART OF A RECORD FAR AS I CAN TELL SOUNDS GOOD AS HEAVEN AND
- - - - - - - - feels good as hell

the way that roxie operated wasn't exactly fair, it never had been. since high school, and maybe even younger than that she had preyed on other people's emotions and the older she got the better she became at it. now she was at the point that there wasn't anyone she couldn't manipulate, no one she couldn't pull under by one means or another. if this was psychiatry someone would be bound to say that there was something wrong with rox because she felt completely detached from the people she did these things to. she brought people to their knees and then refused to take a second glance backward. that's perhaps where bandit became an exception, despite having only known her a short while there was something about her that pulled at roxie a little. of course it wasn't enough to make rox think twice about what she was planning to do to bandit but it was enough to make her pause a little. maybe it was just the innocence about her, or the fact that she seemed so trusting but either way there was in fact something about bandit.

though roxie didn't dwell on much, that thought remained with her as she waited for bandit. roxie didn't even consider for a minute that the blonde that filled her thoughts wouldn't show up. roxie couldn't even remotely remember if anyone had ever had the nerve to stand her up and she wasn't expecting it now. rox sat on a bench for awhile just sort of people watching, mocking most of them in her head. however, as soon as some random twenty six year old accountant sat down next to her and started asking if she was a model roxie rolled her brown eyes and stood up, making her way over to the fountain itself. though under most circumstances roxie would have taken mr. accountant home just for the sport of it the fact of the matter was that she had a slightly more important goal in mind. the accountant may have been temporary entertainment but part of the reason roxie was so interested in bandit was because it wasn't instant gratification, she had to be calculated and smart about the things she did and quite frankly just the idea of it, before she'd put anything into action was thrilling to her.

just as roxie started tossing her plans about in her head she heard a voice and immediately a smile came to her face. turning to face the beautiful blonde who'd just greeted her, rox remembered just why she'd chosen this girl. it wasn't just that "something" about bandit, it was the fact that she was beautiful, breathtakingly so, and that as soon as roxie layed eyes on her she wanted bandit in her bed. "hey beautiful" rox said in same calm and collected way that she seemed to say everything, as if nothing were new. roxie had already sort of planned out what she was planning on doing as soon as bandit got there and so without hesitation she moved into the girl and wrapped her arms around her neck. however, this wasn't exactly the way that peeple normally hugged each other because rox made a point of pressing her body into bandits and remaining there just a little bit longer than she should have.

"how are you?" roxie asked finally pulling back but keeping her hands on bandit's shoulders. "sorry about the random text message, i just needed to get out of my family's house" she said still playing it off as if this she was completely unaffected and bandit was just her friend not her mark. roxie waited a moment to hear what bandit had to say before sliding both hands down bandit's arms and grabbing one of her hands and she led her away from the fountain. "so swings?" roxie suggested more than asked as she lead bandit towards the playground that wasn't far from the fountain that was in the middle of central park. through the conversations that roxie had had with bandit so far she had figured out that she'd had a thing for swings and so of course that's where she planned on taking her. "you look amazing, by the way" she added before finally letting go of bandit as soon as they reached the swing set. unfortunately, as soon as she did rox disliked the feeling of letting her go but she knew there was only so far she could push at a time.

baby you're so hot, give me everything you got.
CAN YOU TELL ME HOW TO NOT LOVE A HOT GIRL IN A GOOD MOOD?
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FOR BANDIT. LOTSA WORDS. ROXIE WEARS THIS. TEMPLATE BY SPECIAL K !.

[bandit]

I LAY AWAKE AND TRY SO HARD NOT TO THINK OF YOU.

Bandit grew up a very happy girl. She didn’t worry about the little trials and tribulations that life threw at her and she didn’t concern herself with small, insignificant obstacles that life bestowed upon her at the most random times. Bandit didn’t let herself be bothered by a whole lot of things and she was always happy just to.. be alive. In Bandit’s eyes, life was a precious gift that she needed to fully embrace and not once did she take it for granted. Especially seeing her brother fully embrace his life and live every single moment of it like it were going to be his last, it filled Bandit with some sort of unheard of happiness and energy and she lived her life for her and nobody else. She didn’t spend her time making other people feel bad or inflicting pain on them for sport. Bandit loved everything there was to do with people. They fascinated her and she spent all of her time dedicated to making them happy.

Just because she seemed like a great human being, Bandit had one major flaw that stood out above all the others; she trusted people far too easily. She didn’t believe in ‘bad human beings’. Bandit believed that people had the tendency to do bad things and to make bad life decisions, but she whole heartedly believed in the good of people. To her, bad human beings simply didn’t exist. Everyone was different in their own way and Bandit was no exception. Shoving her hands into the pockets of her sweater, she made her way to the park. Truthfully, she thought about not showing up at all. There was something about Rox that scared her. Whether it was the fact that Bandit already had developed feelings towards her or the simple fact that the girl was so.. sure of herself was entirely a mystery. All that Bandit knew was that Rox gave her enormous amounts of butterflies in her stomach and it was hard for her to focus on the things that she needed to do like get to the park in one piece. However, this was the way Bands worked. She wasn’t afraid of people, in fact, she welcomed random meetings with strangers which was made completely evident by the spur of the moment dance lesson with Greg.

Upon greeting the girl, Rox greeted her back and what happened next took her completely off guard. The dark haired girl wrapped her arms around Bandit’s neck and she literally lost the ability to move. Not only did she lose the ability to move, but with it she lost the ability to speak, to breathe, to focus, and to think. There was something about Rox that absolutely captivated Bandit and it drove her insane trying to figure out just what that ‘something’ was. Gosh was she beautiful. She didn’t understand how someone could be as breathtakingly gorgeous as the girl in front of her, who was currently pressing herself against her own body. It’s a hug, it’s just a hug. Relax, breathe.. she voiced to herself. There was a lot running through Bandit’s head and she needed time to sort them all out. For the moment, she was just going to have to be a nervous wreck. It was going to be a complete miracle if she walked away from there without making a complete fool of herself.

I’m wonderful, thank you for asking. And you don’t have to apologize to me. This is probably my favorite place in the whole city, so I never object to coming here. Besides, it gave me an excuse to come hang out with you. Not that I needed an excuse, I just.. well.. she rambled. Shut up, Bandit. Stop talking she said to herself as she looked at the ground. She wasn’t the best with confrontation. You see, pretty girls like Rox made Bandit go weak in the knees, she just… wasn’t used to actually getting this flustered around them. She knew that she needed to stop talking and she knew that she was making things way too obvious and that needed to stop . She wasn’t supposed to like girls. Before she could gather her thoughts together, she was being dragged towards the the swings after being given thousands of goosebumps by the touches that Rox gave her as she slid her hands down her arms. Really? Thank you. You look beautiful yourself, dear. But it wouldn’t take anything special to make you look beautiful. You’re just kind of.. naturally.. beautiful.. she said again before closing her eyes to try and stop speaking. If she had control of her movements at that time, she probably would have slapped herself in the head for rambling like a moron. Yes, swings she said before taking a seat on one. The night was going to be interesting, that was already evident.


TAGGED: ROXANNE/LOVEOFMYLIFE, BBY <3 LISTENING TO: NADA. MUSE: AVERAGE TO HIGH, BUT ACTUALLY JUST HIGH. NO, NOT THE DRUG KIND OF HIGH. NOTES: WILL WILL BE SO EPIC IT'S NOT EVEN REMOTELY FAIR TO ANYONE ELSE.

[roxie]

- - - - SHE STRADDLES ME LOVELY WHILE SHE SCRATHES MY BACK,
WHILE SHE SINGS ALL THE WORDS TO MY HIDDEN TRACKS FROM THE
HEART OF A RECORD FAR AS I CAN TELL SOUNDS GOOD AS HEAVEN AND
- - - - - - - - feels good as hell

in the years that roxie had spent living in the de silva household she had somehow managed to aquire an over developed sense of self. most people would think the quite the opposite would be true, that with parents who rarely even cared to acknowledge her existence that she would have been shy and insecure. however, the way that roxie decided to deal with the lack of attention she got at home was to get it from anyone and everyone else no matter what she had to do to get it. now at this point in her life, people threw attention at her, practically begged her to give them the time of day, and so rox became accustomed to that kind of attention. when she wanted something she didn't think for a second that maybe someone wouldn't give it to her, and moreso when she wanted someone she didn't think for a second they were unattainable. perhaps there was the off chance that bandit was in fact straight, that she wasn't into girls and that she never would be but something told roxie otherwise and quite frankly she wasn't willing to consider that there was any reason someone wouldn't want to fall into bed with her. conveniently any idea that perhaps bandit wasn't just hiding in the closet flew out the window as soon as rox wrapped her arms around the girls neck and she felt bandit completely freeze. the reaction immediately made roxie smile to herself because she was already winning and the beautiful blonde, who's body she was purposefully pressing herself into, had no idea what was coming to her.

if roxie were a better person and were to take a step back and think about it, it was all together cruel the way she was planning on using bandit as prey. it was like cat's playing with mice before devouring them. it wasn't a matter of real care or emotion for the girl because honestly roxie had never really had any real care or emotion for anyone. bandit was just entertainment, and like the many other people there had been before bandit soon roxie would get bored of her new play thing and move on. as for the odd twinge that rox felt as soon as she was touching bandit, well she chose to ignore it, it wasn't something she was accounting for granted but it definitely didn't mean anything either. truth be told, roxie had dealt with a lot of people in the short twenty one years she'd been alive but she'd never dealt with anyone quite like bandit. she was just so naive and sweet, and... rambling, she was rambling. normally, rox would have been annoyed but this was just another tell tale sign that her game was working and so immediately another smile came to her face. "you probably shouldn't have told me that..." rox said sarcastically after she started going on about how much she loved central park. "'cause now every time i want to steal you away i'm just gonna bribe you with the park" she said playfully though what she said was actually very well calculated.

once they got to the playground bandit was yet again rambling, this time about rox being beautiful. hell, she was not going to complain about that, it was just feeding the constant need she had for other people's affection. "thanks, half of what i own is packed away in boxes so i don't know how beautiful i can look living out of a suit case but thanks..." she said. roxie had never really been one to feel "naturally beautiful", she worked at looking the way she did and she worked hard at it however, she wasn't about to correct bandit for thinking so. sitting down on the swing next to her roxie felt that same annoying need to be touching her again but she wasn't going to think about it or even acknowledge the need she was just going to go on with things as she planned. right now all she wanted was to make bandit want her so bad she was clawing at the inside of the closet door. roxie turned herself so she was looking directly at bandit, "i'm serious though you're... i don't know... you're..." she said feigning shyness which was the last thing that rox was. "you're kind of breath taking" she said through as soon as the words left her mouth she wasn't sure whether she was playing or she meant them. either way she had to resist the urge to roll her eyes at herself.

facing herself forward again roxie started pushing herself slightly on on the swing. "so how did things go with greg?" she asked this time not caring whether she rolled her eyes or not. the whole idea of greg, her friend's brother or whoever he was seemed flat out creepy. who went on blind dates with guys from completely other states and invited them into their apartment? it really did sound like an episode of some over dramatic cop show. honestly, rox didn't even know why she cared she just knew that she did not like him nor the idea of him at all.

baby you're so hot, give me everything you got.
CAN YOU TELL ME HOW TO NOT LOVE A HOT GIRL IN A GOOD MOOD?
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
FOR BANDIT. LOTSA WORDS. ROXIE WEARS THIS. TEMPLATE BY SPECIAL K !.

[bandit]

I LAY AWAKE AND TRY SO HARD NOT TO THINK OF YOU.

From a young age, Bandit learned all about who she was and figured out exactly who she wanted to be. She knew the things that she wanted and she knew the things she was never going to have. There were times when she would sit down and literally plot out the rest of her life, just so she knew she’d be ready for it. All of that was pretty much nothing compared to how it all turned out to be like. Life had thrown her some unexpected curve balls, but she seemed to hit every single one of them with a smile on her face. Bandit wasn’t miraculous by any means. She did the best she could with the things she was given and she didn’t complain about it. Ever since middle school, Bandit had oddly been attracted to people of the same sex and it confused her to absolutely no end. She didn’t know how to handle it because quite frankly, she knew that it was ‘wrong’. She knew that things like that were not the way that they were supposed to be, so she repressed her thoughts and she pushed them aside, even though they tore her apart from the inside. Girls like Rox only made things that much more hard for Bandit. Rox just happened to be absolutely breath taking and had a tendency to cause the blonde to go weak in the knees more often than not. She just.. didn’t understand things that were going on in her head at that point in time and Rox was only making them worse in every way possible, though, again, Bandit wasn’t going to be complaining.

Truthfully, Bandit should have known better. She knew that girls like Rox were trouble, but she couldn’t keep herself from feeling the things that she was feeling. She wouldn’t necessarily openly admit to them, but there were feelings there that she had hidden away so not even she could remember they were there. But every time she saw the girl or talked to her, those feelings came rushing back and she remembered. It was ridiculous and Bandit was fully aware of that fact. Though, she had never actually been much of one to think things out before acting, which was why she was standing there in the arms of probably the most beautiful girl that she had ever met in her entire life. Bandit had never rambled this much in her entire life and the fact that she was rambling now and making herself look like a complete idiot was evidence enough that she needed to go home and hide in her apartment for the rest of her life, but oddly, she wouldn’t let herself. Well, I’ll probably never turn you down. Well.. I mean, if the park in involved, so that’s probably a safe bet she said attempting to catch herself before she started rambling again. Bandit had a problem and she needed to find a way to fix it.

If there was one thing Bandit could do without it was attention. Growing up, she received plenty of it and now that she was older, she just.. didn’t feel the need or the necessity for it. She was her own attention and frankly, she was more than content with that. You really don’t have to thank me. I’m only being truthful she said, but I’m sure you’d look beautiful in anything you happened to put on. Bandit was shy when it came to pretty girls like Roxie. She didn’t know what to say and she didn’t know how to act, so she figured she sounded completely ridiculous. Bandit just didn’t really.. have any practice at talking to girls like Rox. Ones that were.. interesting in the things that Bandit had to offer. Trying her hardest to shake the thoughts out of her head, she focused on the words that she was saying instead. Of course, that was probably a bad idea because the moment that Rox called her ‘breath taking’ she felt her cheeks grow hot and she knew that she was probably blushing. The only possible thing she could think of to do was drop her head and look down at the ground. Bandit had been complimented before, but it was never like that. It always had something to do with her being ‘cute’ or ‘adorable’, but never ‘breath taking’. It ‘caused her heart to skip a couple of beats and a smile to be firmly planted upon her face.

It took Bandit a couple of minutes to register the next question that she was asked due to the bliss she was in from being complimented the way that she was. Greg. She had completely forgotten about her dance lesson with Greg. Oh, it was nice. He, uhm, he brought me flowers she said with a small shrug before she started pushing herself off of the ground to gain a little momentum on her swing. It wasn’t a date or anything. Just something suggested by his sister. It really wasn’t a date and the both of them knew it. But she wanted to make that point perfectly clear in the eyes of Rox. The last thing she wanted the dark haired girl to do was think she was already being persued by another person and stop trying. She’d never admit to it, but she liked what was going on, a lot more than anyone would have known. So.. they went alright. Nothing exciting she reassured the girl. What was she doing? She didn’t know, but she knew that it was probably going to mess everything up with everything. But what was life without risks, right?


TAGGED: ROXANNE/LOVEOFMYLIFE, BBY <3 LISTENING TO: NADA. MUSE: AVERAGE TO HIGH, BUT ACTUALLY JUST HIGH. NO, NOT THE DRUG KIND OF HIGH. NOTES: WILL WILL BE SO EPIC IT'S NOT EVEN REMOTELY FAIR TO ANYONE ELSE.

[roxie]

- - - - SHE STRADDLES ME LOVELY WHILE SHE SCRATHES MY BACK,
WHILE SHE SINGS ALL THE WORDS TO MY HIDDEN TRACKS FROM THE
HEART OF A RECORD FAR AS I CAN TELL SOUNDS GOOD AS HEAVEN AND
- - - - - - - - feels good as hell

when it came to sexuality roxie de silva had very strange views. while she understood why people got uncomfortable when it came to the subject roxie had always maintained the opinion that sexuality was a spectrum not a title and so to her, she simply spent her time with and slept with whomever she was attracted to regardless of their gender. if anyone asked her what her sexuality was roxie would always answer the same 'i'm an equal opportunity employer' but she had never cared to call herself a bisexual which if she were to give it a title would ultimately be what she was. as far as rox was concerned no one was one hundred percent straight or one hundred percent gay, everyone fell somewhere on a scale and so naming every little percentage you could be was ridiculous. thankfully for roxie she never really had any pressure on her when it came to what her sexuality was, she could care less what society thought of her and her family, well they didn't even care if she came home at night let alone who she was with. of course, roxie understood the reason that people were afraid to come right out with these things but for her it had never been an issue. who she slept with and who she was interested in was her business and hers alone.

if in fact her family did care where she was or who she spent her time with roxie would assume that her family would probably approve bandit. she was sweet, and polite, and depsite herself roxie found bandit incredibly charming. none of that was going to keep roxie from trying to ruin the girl, it was just too tempting but that didn't keep roxie from noticing who the girl was that was sitting on the park swing next to her. as soon as bandit said that she'd probably never turn roxie down she raised an eyebrow and a devilish smirk formed on her face. it was like saying the word walk around a bored puppy, it was all the roxie heard. "that's kind of a dangerous statement..." she said in the same tepid, suggestive, seductive way she seemed to say nearly everything. "now i'm just gonna some up with all kinds of things i can do to... with you in this park" she said purposefully saying the wrong word and putting enough emphasis on the word 'to' so that there was no way that bandit could miss it.

perhaps it was unfair for rox to so mercilessly go after the beautiful blonde sitting next to her. actually it was definitely unfair, roxie was sure that bandit had a perfectly normal life and there was no reason for roxie to screw things up for her but the problem was when roxie wanted something she had tunnel vision and there was nothing that was going to make her give up. roxie smiled when bandit said that she'd look beautiful in anything. god, this was too easy. "honestly, i look better without all of this..." she said. it was obvious what she was implying but roxie knew there was only so far that she could push and she wasn't going to outright say 'hey i look so much better naked, come find out.'. she wanted to pull bandit out of the sweet, innocent shell she was hiding in but scaring her out of it wasn't going to work at all.

roxie wasn't really sure what it was but from the first time she heard about 'dancer greg' she felt this pang of something that was for the most part pretty foreign to her. it was something similar to jealousy, something that made her want to hit 'dancer greg' in the face and run off with bandit. she swallowed it down and tried to ignore it but of course bringing it up was a horrible idea and the feeling came rushing to the surface again. "okay so do you like him?" rox nearly blurted out as soon as roxie said that it wasn't exactly a date. she didn't care about that all she knew was that she had this unexplained need to get 'dancer greg' out of the picture. "i'm just glad he didn't end up murdering you" she added quickly and cooly, as if she hadn't just said something that made her sound like a toddler threatened with losing their favorite toy.

baby you're so hot, give me everything you got.
CAN YOU TELL ME HOW TO NOT LOVE A HOT GIRL IN A GOOD MOOD?
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FOR BANDIT/MYLOVE. LOTSA WORDS. ROXIE WEARS THIS. TEMPLATE BY SPECIAL K !.

[bandit]

I LAY AWAKE AND TRY SO HARD NOT TO THINK OF YOU.

Generally speaking, Bandit knew what she wanted and she typically wasn’t afraid to go after it; but when it came to Roxanne De Silva, things were completely and totally different. Girls were strange and honestly quite foreign to Bandit regardless of the fact that she was one. The thing about girls was that Bandit knew that she wasn’t allowed or supposed to like them and that’s why she tended to fret whenever she got a sudden crush on one of them. She knew that they were what one would call ‘off limits’ so she never really invested much feeling or thought into them. Though, all of that changed when Rox decided to burst her way into Bandit’s life. It was true that if her parents ever found out, she’d probably be cast out of the family and written out of the will. Scout was probably the only one that would accept her for who and what she was and that was another issue; Bandit didn’t even know who she was yet. She was still young and she was still learning.

The thing about her family was that they were respectable. They weren’t rich per say, but they were ‘well off’ and Mrs. McCutcheon cared way too much about public appearances and having her little girl dating other peoples little girls just wasn’t socially acceptable. Regardless of whether or not she loved her daughter, she’d still put her appearance above all else and cast her out if she were ever to know. Shaking her head to try and get rid of all those foolish thoughts, she started swinging her legs a little more to gain just a little bit more momentum on her swing. A smile came to her face when Rox mentioned that being a dangerous statement. That was alright given the fact that Bandit liked being persued by Roxanne, a lot more than she was willing to let on. Of course it made her ridiculously nervous that someone was going to start assuming things and in turn having it ruin her career, but for now, she was happy. Turning her head slightly as Rox put emphasis on the wrong part of the sentence, Bandit merely narrowed her eyes a little and looked at the darker haired girl. She had to give her credit, she was very persistent.

Truthfully, Bandit had to sit and wonder why a beautiful girl like Roxanne would go after someone like Bandit to begin with and none of it made sense. She was a happy girl, innocent, naïve, and happy to just be alive. Why someone like Rox would want someone like Bandit was beyond anything she could come up with, but she was going to try not and argue about it. I’m sure you do. Although, I wouldn’t.. know about that, so I’m going to believe you she said quickly. It was odd how Rox managed to get her heart racing at a million miles an hour in the blink of an eye. Bandit didn’t understand it one bit. All she knew was that Rox made her nervous and no girl before her had managed to do something like that at such an intense rate. And as excited as she was about all of this, it made her that much more nervous and afraid. After all, she’d never been in a situation quite like this before and she had no idea what she was doing.

Well, he’s a good guy, he’s charming, and he’s ridiculously easy on the eyes. Any girl would be stupid not to like him, so.. yeah, I guess I do she said with a small shrug. Greg was just a boy she had met on a semi-sort of-blind date and really, he was charming and sweet and did absolutely everything he was supposed to have done. But she couldn’t get Rox’s face out of her head the entire time. It was strange, but in a way, she felt like she was doing something wrong by hanging out with him. No, he wouldn’t do that. At least, I don’t think he would. Kate said he wouldn’t and I believed her, so.. she said with another small shrug. Bandit McCutcheon was way too trusting for her own good. It was bound to get her into trouble.



TAGGED: ROXANNE/LOVEOFMYLIFE, BBY <3 LISTENING TO: NADA. MUSE: AVERAGE TO HIGH, BUT ACTUALLY JUST HIGH. NO, NOT THE DRUG KIND OF HIGH. NOTES: WILL WILL BE SO EPIC IT'S NOT EVEN REMOTELY FAIR TO ANYONE ELSE.