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Post by tshamien on Aug 21, 2011 16:46:52 GMT -5
Tristan got up and got her a sticker which is placed on her paper. "Congratulations!" He said enthusiastically.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 21, 2011 17:15:59 GMT -5
Feeling proud, Zippy gathered up her things, she had to go to her next class. "I'm Erin, by the way. Thank you for your help."
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Post by tshamien on Aug 21, 2011 17:36:39 GMT -5
"No problem," he said with a smile, "obviously you know who I am."
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Post by Zippy on Aug 21, 2011 22:18:06 GMT -5
((lets just skip to the good stuff))
Three weeks later, it was midnight on a Friday night and Zippy was hammered at a bar. The first three weeks of the semester were always pretty easy, but it was that damn math class that was already killing her. Zippy tried to pay attention in class, but whenever she went to do the homework, she choked and would have to go see the TA during his office hours.
And that's where she was REALLY fucked.
Obviously he helped her, but Zippy had such a crush on him that it was getting ridiculous. She found herself awkwardly giggling around him and even if she got the problem, she would go in for help anyway just to have some alone time with him. It was getting pathetic. Either way, tonight she was letting loose and was out with friends.
"ANOTHER ROUND OF TEQUILA!" She shouted, slamming down a twenty and the bartender poured another eight shots for her and her friends.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 5:49:36 GMT -5
"Don't mind if I doooo," Raven chirped in a sing song voice. She grabbed the shot glasses, clanked with Zippy and then downed it immediately. When she set the glass down her eyes widened and she grabbed Zippy's shoulder.
"Zip! Isn't that your smoking hot TA?" She pointed behind her.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 23, 2011 0:14:21 GMT -5
Zippy glanced over her shoulder. "HOLY CRAP," She attempted to whisper, but was drunkenly yelling. "HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?! And how do I look? Is my make up smudged?"
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Post by tshamien on Aug 23, 2011 6:55:03 GMT -5
"You look gorgeous," Raven said and then yelped as Spot crept up behind her and looped his arms around her waist. She turned around to face him, "Don't do that!"
Tristan took a gulp of his beer and laughed at something his friend said, he was half leaning against the wall while seated, completely relax. His free hand was fiddling with a quarter.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 23, 2011 8:48:43 GMT -5
Zippy turned away. "Oh god! What do I do?!" She was too drunk for this.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 23, 2011 8:53:42 GMT -5
"Go talk to him," Raven said, laughing as Spot tried to make out with her. "OKAY you are drunk and need to slow your role!" Raven pointed at him. Her eyes widened then and she said, "well...you don't have to go over there cause here he comes."
Tristan made his way over the bar, he stepped up beside Zippy. The bartender, who happened to be a chesty blonde beamed when she saw him. He smirked at her. "Sweetheart, can I get a shot of whiskey and two buds?" He slipped his wallet out of his back pocket and then noticed Zippy.
"Hey, you're in my class," He said. Well duh, yes she was, she was also always in his office and he'd had fantasies about fucking this girl senseless on his desk. Focus.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 23, 2011 10:24:52 GMT -5
"Yeah," Zippy replied, holding onto the counter so she wouldn't fall over. "You aren't wearing your glasses."
It was the best she could come up with.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 23, 2011 11:32:58 GMT -5
He laughed, "My eyes healed up so I figured I'd give the contacts another go." Tristan said and took a sip of his beer, leaning against the bar.
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Post by Zippy on Aug 23, 2011 12:45:44 GMT -5
"you look great!" zippy remarked, taking a five out of her pocket to order another drink. She needed a reason to continue talking to him. "u ever run into one of your students at a bar before?"
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Post by tshamien on Aug 23, 2011 13:52:30 GMT -5
"Sometimes and usually it's pretty awkward cause they're all like...dude you drink?" He made himself sound like a stupid 18 year old kid. "This is your last semester right?"
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Post by Zippy on Aug 23, 2011 14:38:46 GMT -5
"Something like that," Zippy responded, taking a sip from her rum and coke. "I am going to student teach next semester. High school English."
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Post by tshamien on Aug 23, 2011 16:04:56 GMT -5
"Good luck with that," He held out his beer to her glass and clinked it.
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