Distracting Differences (CLOSED)

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"Thanks," he said, grabbing two beers out of the refrigerator and bringing them to the living room. He handed one to Erin and sat down on the sofa, and pulled out his sack of marijuana and a pack of cigarette papers, and went about rolling up a joint.

"Uh, you smoke right?" he said, looking up at her. "Gotta break the ice here somehow, right?"

 

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Erin raised an eyebrow at him. "Um, no I dont smoke, Mikey" she replied. "I never have either".

She sat down on the opposite end of the couch from him, taking a sip of the beer and feeling herself relax a bit.

"Thanks for the beer" she told him after a moment of watching him roll up a joint.

 

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"Hey, no problem. And you know, it never hurts to try. No time like the present and all that," Mikey said, giving her that damned conspiratorial, charming grin, and pulled out a lighter and sparked up the freshly rolled joint. He got it smoking, and the stink filled the room quickly.

He handed the joint over to Erin. "Just breathe in off it. Hold the smoke it. You'll like it, I promise," he said, and took a drink from his beer. "It'll help with the creativity."

 

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Erin wanted to say no. She wanted to tell Mikey to shove the joint where the sun didn't shine. But she still felt bad for being so rude to him earlier. Would one hit really hurt? She doubted it. It would probably be like having one beer or something. So she did it.

And nearly choked. Erin didn't even smoke cigarettes so inhaling the smoke from the joint was like nothing she'd ever experienced. She coughed and sputtered and shoved the joint back at him.

"God, thats gross" she managed to say after a minute.

 

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"Aww, c'mon," Mikey said, puffing on the joint and taking a big hit off it. "Just takes a little getting usee to. This is actually the stuff that tastes pretty good. I've had some stuff that was just awful," he said. "You'll like it in a few minutes when it starts to kick in. Here, have another hit, it'll help jump-start it," he said with a wink, offering her the joint again. "I swear, as soon as this is all gone we can talk about the project, just help me burn it down."

 

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Erin eyed Mikey with reluctance. She was desperate to get started on this project so she knew what they were doing. So if smoking a joint with him is what it took to make Mikey work then she would do it.

Erin took another hit from the joint, coughed, sputtered, and handed it back. She couldn't help wrinkling her nose in disgust as she handed it back. Her hand brushed his as she did and she was shocked at the jolt of awareness she felt from the casual touch.

"There, can we work now?" she said in a breathless voice, trying to get her mind off of that flare of ... attraction? No it couldnt have been. She was in no way shape or form attracted to a guy like Mikey.

 

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"Yeah, yeah, sure," Mikey said, snuffing out the joint after pulling one last hit from it. He took a drink from his beer and grabbed a binder. He opened it up and pulled out the handout explaining the project. "Let's see what we got here..." Mikey was definitely feeling a bit more relaxed now. He scooted over on the sofa and was sitting right next to Erin, holding the paper up so they could both read it.

"So, basically, 30 pages by the end of the semester. We'll be assigned a country and we're supposed to explain how the physical geography of the place has influenced its history. I guess we'll find out next class what our country is? You know, we can share documents over Google. We could set it up so we can both work on it. I don't want either one of us to have to do all the work. Should we plan on hitting the library after next class and pick up some research books?"

 

[twelvegaugegirl1989]

Erin was too aware of how close Mikey was sitting. He smelled of weed and booze- but underneath that she could smell a hint of body soap, or cologne? She wasn't sure, but it did smell good.

His thigh pressed against hers as they studied the paper and Erin could feel the heat from his body.

Her voice shook, much to her embarrassment, as she answered his question. "Yeah, I think we can make it work so that we each do equal amounts of work" she said softly. "My schedule is pretty open usually, besides when I have classes. I work five nights a week from 6 til close. I guess we could go to the library after the next class. Yeah... that would work" she said.

She was annoyed at how breathless she sounded, how her voice sounded higher pitched than usual. She was annoyed at how her pulse quickened every time he shifted in his seat and his thigh rubbed against hers. She was also annoyed at how her hands shook as she reached for the paper he held, so she could see it better. Mentally she tried to shake off whatever was fogging her mind.

The weed. It had to be that god damned weed she had smoked.

 

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"Good," he said. "My schedule can get kinda chaotic sometimes, with the band and all that. But I won't let you down," he said, patting her knee before standing up to go get another beer. It was getting late, 2am. "Another beer," he asked her as he got up from the sofa.

What was it about this girl? Sure, when she was dressed up like a hooker bartendress, she looked like the kind of girl he usually went for, but she clearly had a lot more going on upstairs than Mikey's typical conquest.

Really, he couldn't think of her in a sexual way. They had to spend the whole semester doing this damn paper. Any sexual thing would just get in the way, even though he could tell she was attracted to him. It was in her voice and her movements. He really needed to get his mind off that. "Beer?"

 

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"Uhm, no I think I will pass on another beer, thanks though. I don't wanna have to drive home if Im fucked up" Erin replied. Her mind was whirling with all kinds of thoughts as she sat there on Mikey's couch. Mostly about him.

She couldn't figure him out. He was supposed to be about nothing but sex, drugs and rock & roll, yet he was attending college, and actually seemed to care about the work and the grades that he got there.

She also couldn't figure out where this damn attraction was coming from. All she knew is that she would not and could not succumb to him. Sure, maybe they could grow to be friends- they kinda had to in order to do this project. But that was it. It could be nothing more.

Sighing, she tossed Mikey's paper back into his binder and started to stand up to get ready to leave- she had no other reason to stay any longer.

 

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"Yeah, that's probably a good call," Mikey said, grabbing a beer for himself and then shutting the fridge. He popped it open as he walked towards her. He tried to keep from checking her out, but it was hard. She was fucking hot and the outfit she wore was... Flattering.

"I guess we should exchange numbers and email and all that, huh?" he said, grabbing his phone. He found himself not really wanting her to leave, and he wasn't sure why. He wasn't about to ask her to stay, though. They'd talked about what they'd needed to talk about. What else was there to do? Getting fucked up clearly wasn't an option for her.

 

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Erin nodded. "Yeah I guess we do" she said, in answer to his question about numbers and emails. She pulled her phone out of her back pocket and typed in his number when he gave it, as well as his email. She gave him her information as well.

She hesitated after that, not sure what to say. Thanks? She didn't know.

"Look Mikey, I just wanna say sorry again for what I said to you about working... I'm sure you put a lot of hard work into the band you play in. It was really rude of me" she said softly, her green eyes gazing at him where he stood, a couple of steps away.

 

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"It's okay, Erin," Mikey said. "I only play as hard as I work. And sorry again about the whole Sweet Tits thing," Mikey said. He gave her a smile and was about to step forward and give her a hug, but that felt just a little out of line in this circumstance.

"So, I guess I'll see you in class," he said.

 

[twelvegaugegirl1989]

Erin had never felt so awkward. She didn't know what to say or do. So she just smiled and gave him a little wave before walking out to her truck. She climbed in, and could faintly smell him... the smells of weed and beer mixed with some sort of cologne, or deoderant, or body wash, or something. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and started up the truck, then headed towards home where she got ready for bed, and fell asleep, exhausted after the long day.

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A Few Days Later

Erin sighed as she got ready for another day of classes, followed by another night of work. She had her class with Mikey that day, and found, much to her dismay, that she was looking forward to it.

She picked out a pair of dark-wash, skin tight jeans, and a pretty one-shoulder top that she had found on sale somewhere. She paired them with a pair of black strappy sandals and then did her hair.

Soon she was ready and headed off to classes. The day dragged by and after what seemed like hours it was finally the last class of the day. Erin walked in, and saw Mikey sitting in the back again. Since people never sat in the same seats she chose to sit back closer to him this time- for reasons she didn't want to think about.

"Hey Mikey" she said softly as she walked up to him.

 

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Mikey really had no idea what to make of Erin. A lot of things about her seemed contradictory in nature... She worked at a party bar but didn't really party at all, for instance. He knew he was attracted to her, that much was obvious, even to himself. He hoped it wasn't too terribly obvious to her. He couldn't tell what she thought of him. Obviously, they were from different walks of life. Anything between them would inevitably lead to heartbreak.

And maybe a million-dollar record one day. He waved goodbye to her as she fired up her truck and then he went back inside. He pulled out his phone and texted some of his regular 2am booty calls. He needed to fuck someone, get his mind off this girl.

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A few days later, in class, Mikey was scribbling lyrics in the margins of his notebook when he heard her voice ring out, calling to him.

"Hey, Erin," he said. He couldn't help that the smile that came across his face was so damn charming.

And she looked WAY hotter than she usually did! Skin tight jeans, a sexy top. "You ready for our library date today?" he asked her.

 

[twelvegaugegirl1989]

Erin noticed Mikey's eyes linger on her body as she approached. She also noticed that Mikey's bandmate Eddie was staring at her like she had grown a second head.

"Yeah I'm ready as long as you are" she smiled at Mikey."Uh, hi Eddie" she said softly. She sat down next to Mikey and they were soon joined by Erins friend Mariah who eddie flirted with constantly.

Erin saw the lyrics and couldn't help reading them."Nice" she commented on them, just as the professor began class.

 

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Mikey nearly turned a bright red when he realized Erin was reading his scribbled lyrics. "Uhhh, thanks," he said, for some reason suddenly losing all his cool. The professor started the lecture. Mikey scribbled a note on his notebook and slid it over for Erin to see.

"You look great. Hot date tonite?"

 

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It was Erins turn to blush bright red. She glanced over at mikey before replying.

Thanks. Only if you consider out library date a "hot date"

She was still blushing as she wrote her response. What was it about him that made her such a wreck? She might not be a party animal but she had had her fair share of dates. What was so different about Mikey?

 

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"I'm looking forward to it" Mikey wrote, and then focused his attention back on the teacher. It really wouldn't help to be distracted by Erin's incredibly sexy body and sweet shy smile, would it? No. Nothing good could possibly come from that. Not at all.

God she was fucking sexy though. He found himself wondering what kinds of noises she made in bed... And he had to stop himself. Damn it! Where was his focus?

Class couldn't end soon enough. At the end of class the professor handed out sheets to each pair with their term paper topic written on it. "What did we get?" Mikey asked Erin as she opened it up.