Jake, just jake.

You know who it is.

[cheeriomarleyr]

Oops → F2F

Marley had to admit, being surrounded by a group of people at all times had its benefits. There was always someone with lip balm or mascara for casual between class touch ups; she was always hearing about the latest gossip so she wouldn’t be out of the loop when it came to what parties they would hit on the weekend and if she ever forgot her pen in class, there would always be a fellow cheerio near by just dying to lend her one of theirs. Sure, it was weird to have the freshman getting her coffee from the Lima Bean on occasion, but that was Quinn’s doing, not hers. Plus, her schedule was exhausting and the java most definitely helped. However, as she stood at her locker listing to Quinn drone on and on about routines and celibacy club, she wanted nothing more than to excuse herself and find a quiet corner of the school to escape the nagging. Instead, she zoned out - nodding and saying ‘yeah, obviously’ on occasion to make it seem like she was invested. 

Absentmindedly gazing over Quinn’s shoulder out of boredom, a familiar face caught her eye and before she knew it, she found a smirk forming on her lips. Jake Puckerman, standing out like a sore thumb among all the letterman jackets in the crowded hallway, was in her line of sight and if she was being honest with herself, before the weekend - she probably wouldn’t have noticed. However, the party had definitely peaked her interest in him. When her eyes met his, she was automatically taken back to a blur of tangled sheets, playful banter and one broken lamp that she promised to replace. All the touching and teasing had halted since then, but it certainly wasn’t 'out of sight out of mind’ to her. 

“Marley… Earth to Marls…” she heard Quinn, as forceful fingers snapped her back into reality. The blonde was clearly annoyed she was being ignored and even though Marley didn’t have the energy to keep up with her banter, she hadn’t meant to offend the girl.  Breaking eye contact with the boy across the hall, she was caught off guard by her classmates scowl. “Yeah, I’ll be there” Marley answered quickly, unsure as to what she was even agreeing to.

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Jake never liked Mondays, it meant he had to go back to school and that was the number one place he didn’t want to be. He’d much rather be in a dance studio somewhere or better still, at home in bed, rather than having to sit through another Mr Davis calculus lesson. It wasn’t even like he had a huge group of friends that made school fun. He didn’t have a clique as such, nor did he really want one. He just had a few casual friends that kind of made school semi-bearable. But he was oddly looking forward to this Monday, if only because it meant he got to see Marley again. It’d be the first time he’d seen her since the party… well technically the morning after the party, and he was keen to do it all over again.

He didn’t exactly have a game plan for talking to her, or any moves he was going to pull. He was just going to go with the flow and see what happened, it seemed to be working out for him so far. Jake was getting his books from his locker, in his own little world when he happened to glance up and catch Marley’s eye. She was looking right at him, and he couldn’t help but smirk. Their night and been a lot of fun, and looking at her from across the hallway was just making him remember it all even more vividly than he had been before.

Jake flashed her one of his charming smiles as she kept eye contact with him, laughing softly to himself as he watched Quinn trying to get her attention. He had a pretty good feeling the attraction went two ways, and he was definitely going to make the most of that. Marley was cool, she could make him laugh and any time spent with her was time he genuinely enjoyed. It was an nice feeling and he wanted more. Once she broke the eye contact, he grabbed a final book from his locker before heading over towards where the Cheerio and her minions were stood.

“Hey, could I borrow Marley for a minute? I need to talk to her about a science project, we’re partners.” He lied, not knowing whether the other girls would know that but he didn’t exactly care. “Yeah, we have some, uh, chemistry stuff to talk about.” He added, flashing another smile at Marley as he grabbed her elbow gently and steered her away from the group.

“So… hey. You looked pretty bored, thought you could use an escape.” He explained once they were away from the group. “But how are you? Recovered from the weekend?” He asked, ignoring the fact that he could feel the group’s eyes on them, although at least they were out of earshot.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: "Oh my god, what have I gotten myself in to." Marley laughed when Jake continued the 50 shades jokes. Thinking about it, Marley couldn't remember a night she had laughed so much ~ maybe apart from their date earlier that week. It was nice to hang out with someone so easy going for a while. As much as she loved the cheer! life, spending 8 hours a day surrounded with girls who were on just as many strict regimes as she was could get intense. Jake was the kind of relaxed, non commitment she needed right now.

Despite the subject, Marley had to laugh at Jake's add on to her Santa Claus comment. It was kind of the perfect metaphor for the both of them in that case - though she had no idea he was Jewish. "Eight days of presents totally means you come out on top here." she retorted, teasing a little. Once they were inside, Marley took the opportunity to look around a little. It was nice, sure it's wasn't a mansion but if anyone knew how little a single mom's paycheck stretched it was her and in her mind she was doing pretty well with what she had to work with. Plus it was.. homey. Cozy like. She felt more comfortable there than she usually did in a strangers home. Maybe it was because it wasn't too far off her own.

Once they headed into the kitchen hand in hand, Marley let him set up the drinks while she hopped up to sit on his kitchen counter, a habit she did without really thinking about it. "Lemonade, pleeeeease." she answered, cheerfully, happy to be inside and surprisingly away from the crowd. "Do you think you would have lasted much longer at Karofsky’s if we hadn't made a break for it?" she asked curiously, knowing that was the furthest thing from his scene.

Jake: "Oh you have no idea." He laughed. He liked hanging out with Marley a lot, he found himself actually enjoying spending time with her and not rushing to get to anything more. There were some girls who were just too annoying for him to deal with, so they'd be kicked out of bed straight after their hook ups, but with Marley he wasn't bothered about taking his time to get there in the first place. She was just easy to talk to and that went a long way.

"Eight days of presents is pretty cool." He nodded. "Plus Santa is pretty creepy if you really think about him. An old white dude with a beard who watches you all year to see if you've been naughty or not? That's just weird." He joked, well used to embracing Christmas traditions along with his Jewish ones. It was pretty hard to avoid so he usually just celebrated both.

He reluctantly let go of Marley's hand so that he could find some glasses for them, getting some from the cupboard before putting them down on the side next to where Marley was now sitting. Jake nodded at her request, grabbing the bottle of lemonade from the fridge, figuring he'd just have what she was having to make everything easier. He took their stolen vodka from her, adding a fairly generous amount to each glass as he thought over her question. "I mean I would have needed some more drink and probably another dance or two with you to get through, but I could have lasted a bit longer." He smiled, adding the lemonade to the drinks. "But I'm also glad that we're here and that it's just the two of us." He shrugged, picking up one of the glasses and handing it to her. "What about you? How much longer could you have stayed?"

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: A giggle escaped from her lips pictured that scenario. "Neopets girl convinced you to go all fifty shades, didn't she? I only wish I was more attracted to guys in leather." she sighed dramatically. The idea really was laughable and she knew Jake was all kinds of experienced (if his reputation did him justice) but she couldn't picture him having some weird fetishes. Not that that was a thing you could really know about a person off that bat, but he seemed completely down to earth this far so she'd take her chances.

"I appreciate all the faith you have in me but you over estimate how much straight liquor I can handle." she admitted, deciding to wait until she had a mix before she continued, after all she didn't want to get sloppy drunk or too drunk where she couldn't remember anything. She placed her chin on his shoulder as he continued to talk about his father. If he could see her she wouldn't have nodded right away. "Exactly, screw him." she said just as enthusiastically despite using different phrasing. "Besides, he's missing out. See, talent knows talent. You're going to do awesome things and he's going to have to sit back wondering why he was such an idiot." she said as if it was an obvious fact. God, the alcohol really brought out a sappy side.

"Right? I mean who needs a man when you have financial security." she said, enthusiastically as if you she was uninterested in the subject of her own family. "Christmas. He's like Santa Clause without the consistency." Wasn't a total lie, her father had visited her Christmas time. Her mother wasn't too happy about it and he was more like a acquaintance to her than a father figure but that was besides the point. She laughed when Jake began with the playful self praise. "Hmmm, No arguments here." she offered, her lips just barely tracing his neck as she did so. She was purposely trying to tease him, after all their little swim session wasn't forgotten all that easily.

Once they arrived at his place, Marley hopped down off him and found her footing, bottle still in hand, before looking over his home. From the outside it looked cozy, a little rundown but that was the options for middle/lower class in Lima, Ohio - and didn't she know it. "Hey, stop it. It looks really nice." she said sincerely, lacing her fingers with his without a second thought. "I think i'll manage this far. Though if you want me up in your arms again Jake all you have to do is ask." she teased, a smirk playing on her lips as she waited for him to open the door.

Jake: “Oh definitely, that’s absolutely what happened.” He laughed. “But for real… Neopets girl wishes.” He definitely had his fair share of experience and he had inadvertently come across some strange kinks in his time. It was cliche but it did tend to be the quiet ones who surprised him the most in bed, which did lead him to wonder where Marley would fall on the scale. Some of the kinks ranged from tamer things like having their hair pulled to some much, much weirder stuff that Jake was not willing to try. It was just always awkward making eye contact with those girls in math class now, a downside to the casual sex lifestyle for sure. “You don’t like leather? You might have to wait downstairs for a minute whilst I go move some stuff.”

“Okay good move.” He nodded, more than happy to provide some mixer for the drink they’d stolen from the party. Enjoying it in his room was going to be a whole lot better than trying to enjoy it at the party to start with. Jake smiled as she rested her chin on his shoulder and basically echoed his own thoughts about his dad. He decided to let the conversation move on though, it seemed like a good stopping point for that particular topic. He didn’t want to spend all night dwelling on it when they could be enjoying each other’s company and getting their drink on instead.

Jake smiled at her Santa Claus joke, not knowing whether it was worse to have an inconsistent father who was in and out of your life or one that wasn’t there at all. “Well I’m Jewish so that sums up the metaphor pretty well, since Santa doesn’t visit me and all.” He laughed. The next thing he knew, he could feel Marley’s lips against his skin and his mind definitely flew off of thinking about deadbeat dads. How they’d gotten into such a serious conversation in such a short amount of time he didn’t really know, especially given what they’d been up to in Karofsky’s pool not that long ago, but he was definitely putting an end to it now.

“If you say so.” He shrugged, unlocking the door before leading her inside. It probably wasn’t much compared to what he imagined she was used to but home was home and there wasn’t anything he could do to change it, even if he wanted to. Well except maybe win the lottery. “Well that’s… noted.” He commented with a smirk, shutting and locking the door behind them. “So, what mixers do you want? We have coca cola, some fruit juices or probably some lemonade.” He offered, keeping his hand interlaced with hers as he led her through to the small kitchen/diner area. At least if they got the drinks sorted then they could go enjoy them upstairs in his room. Plus he was definitely looking forward to getting back to what they had started earlier in the pool.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: laughed a little when Jake insisted there was nothing Star Wars related in his bedroom. Not that she'd really judge him that hard for being into that stuff, in reality, Star Wars and Superheroes were all the rage but it was fun to tease him a little. Plus, him not being into it meant there wouldn't be any random references she didn't get. She graciously took the bottle - smiling coyly against the rim when he mentioned not spilling any on him. "If I do you can punish me for it later." she added half-jokingly before taking an over-confident sip from the bottle.

"Ugh that's so gross." she said, grimacing slightly after swallowing what was in her mouth. She wasn't sure the taste was worth the warm burning in her stomach. Once Jake started talking about his family situation, Marley's expression became more genuine. She listened as he explained it was just him and his mom - something she obviously related to. Her and her father's situation was a little different, but she still understood that lack of presence. After a beat, Marley finally spoke up. "He sounds like a real class act." she commented, before becoming a little more sincere. "I mean, it sounds like you two are better off without him." She said, gently tightening her grip around him. If he took it as a hug and appreciated it - she'd totally admit to him but if he thought it was weird she could totally chalk it up to worrying about him dropping her or something.

Once her family was brought up, she tensed up a little. Part of her appreciated him being so open that she wanted to do the same. Oddly enough, she felt a kind of trust between them already - but another part of her remembered the jocks outside of practice commenting on the 'fat lunch lady' and she was so not ready to confess that she pretended her mom wasn't her actual mom during school hours. So she decided to confess as much as her pride would let her. "It's just me and my mom too." Which was true. "My parents divorced when I was in Kindergarten. They thought having a baby would fix their marriage but obviously it didn't." Also true. "But it's whatever, they're better off apart and he visits when he's in town." which was barely ever. God she felt like she was writing some depressing sob story on a 'day of the life' blog. She needed at least some damage control. "Plus the prenup gave her half his money and the house." she added, as if to imply they were just overflowing with riches and not debt from his departure. She immediately felt guilty for lying to him when he had been so honest with her so she needed to change the subject. "Speaking of houses, are you sure you live around here or is this the part where you pull out the ski mask and garden sheers?"

Jake: laughed as Marley offered to be punished for any spillages of the drink. “Oh damn, I didn’t take you as the type of girl to be into that kind of thing.” He replied teasingly. “I’ll have to dig out my handcuffs and whip when we get back.” He joked. Despite having his fair share of hook ups and sex, they were all fairly normal and all stayed far away from S&M territory, and he definitely did not actually own handcuffs or a whip.

“Of course it is, cheap drink is always gross.” He replied, able to imagine the expression on Marley’s face even if he couldn’t actually see it himself. “Just drink more of it. The more drunk you are, the better it tastes.” He shrugged, it seemed like a solid option to him anyway and that was the way he usually played it. “And we can always find stuff to mix it with at my place if that helps.” Jake gave a wry smile as she commented on his dad, knowing she was exactly right about him being a class act. He wasn’t used to talking about him with others but something about the alcohol in his system and probably the fact that he couldn’t actually see Marley were definitely changing that. It was easier to talk with her on his back like this than it would be face to face. “Yeah we are. I used to wish that I could get to know him and be a part of his life but fuck him, who wants to know a dickhead who could do that in the first place, right?” He felt her tighten her arms around his neck and he wasn’t sure if it was meant to be a hug, or whether it was even intentional or not. Jake decided not to comment on it though, not wanting to make it weird if she hadn’t meant it as anything and he was making something out of nothing.

“Well that sucks.” He commented as he listened to Marley talk about her own family. knowing what it was like to go through life and especially childhood with only one parent. School family tree projects in elementary were infinitely less fun and so was not having anyone to cheer for you at school events, sporting or otherwise. Sure his mom made it when she could but her work schedule had always been crazy and she was never at as many events as the other moms and dads. He wasn’t huge on sport but his dance classes had monthly recitals or showcases and his mom’s attendances had unfortunately been few and far between. “Half the money and the house isn’t a bad deal.” Jake nodded, imagining Marley to be living in the classic 4 or 5 bed houses that Cheerios tended to live in. Especially if they had walked away with half her dad’s money, and presumably child support. Although he knew from experience that child support never usually paid for much. “When was the last time he was in town?” He asked, curious since he hadn’t ever even met his own dad. “Yes I’m sure, besides a ski mask would cover up too much of this beautiful face.” He joked, turning into the road he lived on.

“It’s just up here.” Jake added, walking the short distance left before stopping outside the very small and slightly rundown house. He gently unhooked his arms and leant down so that she could get down and still try to stay upright on her heels. “I mean it’s nothing special or even remotely nice but home is home, right?” He shrugged, taking her hand and leading her towards the porch steps. “And let me know if you need carrying up the steps with those shoes on.” He teased, digging in his pocket for the keys.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: grinned as Jake crouched down and told her to hop on. Placing her hands over his shoulders, she used them as support as she did exactly that, letting her arms hand around his shoulders rather loosely so she wasn't gripping too tight and instead stabling herself by keeping her legs at above his hips. She was thankful her dress flared out slightly because she could picture about 12 outfits she had tried on for tonight that mixed with piggyback rides would result in a trashy disaster. However, now, everything was covered and she was just getting away with it.

"Think you'll be able to make it?" she asked, her lips now close to his ear thanks to their current position. She knew he had mentioned his house was close by but distance felt a whole lot longer with any kind of extra weight - Marley had learned that when Sue had made them do laps wearing backpacks full of decorative rocks. Not the mention, she assumed she wasn't the only one eager to get back to his place - the night was still young but who were they kidding? Once they were on their way, "So, I get to see your bedroom." Marley mused, quirking a brow slightly thinking about it. "If you secretly actually own Star Wars she's i'm totally calling you out on it." she teased, remembering on of the first conversations they really had. In the back of her mind she knew plenty of the girls from her squad has seen them leave together, and as much as she wanted to preach about them being one big family, they were always trying to one up each other, especially her with her ranking and position. She could only imagine how many of them would try to make a move on him on Monday - not that she cared of course. It would just be annoying having to watch them act so desperate. "Can I have some?" she asked, reaching out for him to hold up the bottle for her. "So, it's just you and your mom? No siblings or step parents or anything?" she asked, curiously. She wasn't trying to be nosy or pry, but a long with an affection side, she was a bit of a curious drunk too.

Jake: hooked his arms under Marley’s knees to help her, bending down slightly to pick up their bottle of drink as she got settled on his back. This was going to be an interesting walk home, but luckily he wasn’t drunk enough that he couldn’t walk in a straight line and he fancied his chances of staying on his feet at least. He probably wouldn’t have carried just anyone back to his house, he would have usually just made do with whatever rooms they could get at the party but he actually enjoyed Marley’s company and he wanted to make the most of it.

“Yeah, I can make it, don’t worry about me.” He chuckled, feeling her lips teasingly close to his ear. She had better play nice or else he’d be getting her back later. His house was a few blocks away, although you would have never guessed it just from looking at it. It was an awful lot smaller than the houses in the neighborhood they were currently in, and he definitely didn’t have a swimming pool or multiple spare bedrooms. It was just a tiny house for him and his mom and he hoped she wasn’t going to judge him for that, especially given the types of houses the Cheerios usually occupied. “You do get to see my bedroom.” He nodded, he hadn’t planned this but luckily he kept his room fairly tidy in case instances like this ever happened. A messy room never seemed like much of a turn on for him and he didn’t expect it was for girls either. “I can tell you now that I definitely do not own Star Wars, or anything Star Wars or Star Whores related.” He laughed, her comment bringing back the memories of a very weird conversation about Star Wars porn. “Yeah sure, of course you can.” He answered, trying to support both her legs with one hand temporarily as he passed the bottle back to her. “Just don’t drop it or spill any on my head please.” He added as they reached an intersection and he turned towards the direction of his house. “Yeah it’s just me and my mom. My dad was cheating on his wife with her, knocked her up and then just left. I’ve never even met the dude. I mean he had a family too, but I don't think they know about me.” Jake shrugged. He wasn’t always so open with his personal life but there was something about Marley that made him trust her, and the alcohol in his system had also removed a lot of his filters and inhibitions. “What about you? What does the Rose family look like?”

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: rubbed her lips together, amused at his joke. "Luckily for you, that's not remotely what I had in mind for tonight." she replied, a knowing smile gracing her lips. It had been like, 5 minutes since they had gotten out of the pool and she was already eager to get back in their previous position. She was thankful Jake agreed to her little quip about needed a ride over - aching feet were no ones turn on and no hook up was worth having blisters on Monday during morning practice.

Huh, he lived with his single mom too. It wasn't exactly a rare situation now a days, so she wasn't overly surprised - but it was kind of cool that they had another thing - besides their interest in swimming pools and dirty dancing; in common with one another, even if he didn't really know it. Except his mom was clearly more social. Marley's mom never really want out and socialized with others. It wasn't for lack of trying, but she knew the things people would whisper about her when she was out, so eventually she limited her outings for work and grocery shopping. Not that Marley would ever bring people to her home to begin with, it was quaint and she loved it of course, but it was no where near cheerios material. "Sounds nice... and private." Marley said, tugging on his hand for them to head towards the exit. "Why wait? I think we could have more fun on our own." she said suggestively. Sure, they hadn't been there long but these things were all the same, every weekend, and she knew she wouldn't be missing much.

Jake: couldn’t help but smirk at her words, it wasn’t exactly what he had in mind for tonight either. “Good to know.” He smiled. The rest of the night just looked like it was going to get better and better and he couldn’t wait to get back to what they were doing in the pool. Especially if they were gonna be doing it in the privacy of his own bedroom, away from most of the people that Jake couldn’t stand in the first place. Parties were fun most of the time, but in this case he had a feeling that the after-party for two was going to be a whole lot better.

His mom worked insane shifts to try and keep on top of their rent, pay for their food and bills and try to put some money towards Jake going to college. Jake wished she didn’t have to work so hard or such long hours, but he did like to make use of the time it kept her out of the house when he could entertain girls in his bedroom without his mom being around to hear what they were up to. He grinned when Marley pulled him towards the door, following her without putting up one bit of a fight. Jake had been ready to leave with her since the moment he saw her, he just knew he had to suffer through some of the party activities first. Although as it turned out, doing shots, dancing and sneaking into swimming pools wasn’t all that bad when Marley was involved. “Oh I /know/ we’ll have more fun on our own.” He nodded, following Marley out of the house and towards the sidewalk. “I mean I didn’t really wanna stay, but I just wanted to check you didn’t want to play another round of beer pong before we left.” Jake teased, putting down the bottle of drink he was still holding so that he could sort the piggyback riding out with her. The last thing they needed was for him to drop it or for her to kick out his hands. “So… hop on.” He laughed, turning around and bending down slightly so she could get on his back. It wasn’t that far to his house and he was pretty sure Marley weighed next to nothing and carrying her to his house seemed like a much better option than staying here with the Titans for longer than he had to.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: could help but laugh at Jake's clear relief when he realized she was just goofing around. She could only imagine how many times he was in that situation - a girl gets too attached too quickly and he's stuck having to diffuse the situation without being a total douche. Luckily, him meeting her parents.. well, parent, was the last thing she was thinking of. Shrieking when Jake unexpected threw her over his shoulder, "Jake.. don't you dare..." she warned, but her giggles betrayed her and to her dismay she didn't sound remotely threatening at all. Once her dressed was zipped, she gently shoved his shoulder and made her way back inside the crowded house. She smiled when she notice Jake swipe a bottle has they made their way through the crowd - oddly enough, they were more alike that she have initially though.

Once they were upstairs, Marley took a second to think about his question. Usually in this case, Marley could easily just frantically knock on one of the doors and wait for someone to answer. Depending on who they were, she would make up some urgent statement that would relate to them. For example, if it was Dave himself, she'd lie about some broken item downstairs or if it was one of the other jocks she'd claim one of the girls they dated was downstairs making out with someone from an opposing school's football team. It wasn't that hard to manipulate others without being blatantly mean, after all. "Normally I'd risk it but I can only see so many of the Titans naked before I switch teams." she joked. His place would be more private, they wouldn't have to worry about someone barging in or be interrupted with knocks on the door every two seconds. "We can go to your place, but I might need to hitch a ride on your back. The shoes I wore are so not sidewalk appropriate" She answered, instantly regretting her choice of footwear - she was already super tall so heels were never necessary. "What about your parents?" she asked, knowing how late is was and the last thing she needed was to be creeping through some strangers house in the middle of the night while they were in bed.

Jake: watched as another couple stumbled up the stairs, drunkenly heading into a room without knocking before there was some muffled yelling and they retreated back out of the room again. It was the exact kind of thing that he didn’t want to happen with him and Marley. Hook ups at these kind of parties usually had to be fast and rushed and weren’t always enjoyable. At least if they went back to his then they could take their time and just relax afterwards. They could still take the bottle of drink with them and enjoy it in a much more quiet, private environment whilst still getting to joke around and enjoy each other’s company. “I really don’t blame you for that, I’d be the same. Except no switching teams please, that’s not allowed tonight.” He joked, even if the thought of Marley with girls was pretty hot.

“Okay cool, and I guess I can give you a piggyback.” He nodded, looking down at the shoes that Marley had on. They definitely weren’t ideal for walking far in and if she had been drinking then he doubted that would make it any easier. “Well parent… it’s only my mom and me.” He replied to her question. “And it’s Friday night so she has this girl’s night thing and she’ll be staying at her friend’s house and won’t be back ’til tomorrow afternoon.” He shrugged. His mom was usually out working but Friday nights were her night off when she took the chance to see her friends as much as possible. “So it’ll be just us.” He clarified, taking her hand and leading her down the stairs. “Did you want to go now or wait a bit and then go?” He asked once they got back to the main party area of the lounge and kitchen, including the makeshift dance floor. It wasn’t like they’d spent a whole lot of time actually in the party but then that was never a bad thing in his mind.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: smiled when Jake agreed to go find a room, not that she had doubts that he would, but it was nice to see that he was just as into it was she was. Taking his hand and following him out of the pool, she graciously took the towel he had handed her and dried the ends of her hair before quickly wiping down her body, starting at her chest and moving down to her legs. Now that she was out of the water and Jake's body wasn't firmly pressed against hers, she felt a chill set in but she knew it wouldn't be long before that was long gone - once they had scouted a free room; and possibly confiscated a bottle on the way up.

"Hey, Um. .. Jake." Marley began, faking a nervous 'doe in headlights' tone as she reached for her wrinkled dress she had abandoned on the deck. She made sure to even look down as if she was too shy to say what she wanted to say. "I was wondering... do you want to meet my parents now or afterwards?" She teased, breaking into a giggle just as the words left her lips. The two had discussed their worst dates before and since he had gotten the chance to poke fun at hers she figured she would there was no harm in doing the same. "Zip me up?" She asked afterwards, turning her back towards him until her dress was secure enough to proceed. Draping her damp towel over one of the railings, not wanting to leave a mess, Marley headed towards the patio doors, genuinely surprised no drunk teen had stumbled out there yet.

Jake: dried off his chest and most of his legs before wrapping the towel around his waist. He definitely hadn’t thought through the whole going in in his boxers since they were now soaking wet and they’d make his jeans soaking wet too if he put them on over the top. So with the towel now around his waist, he pulled his boxers off and wrung them out as best he could. Skinny dipping would have been a whole lot easier, he just hadn’t known if Marley would have been comfortable with that at the time. Once his boxers were as dry as he could get them, he pulled them back on before reaching for his jeans to put back on over the top.

He frowned as he heard her tone, confused as to what was going on. She had never sounded nervous in front of him before and he had no idea what would cause her to start now. He stared at her whilst she spoke, inwardly panicking momentarily before he heard the giggle and he realised what she was doing. “Oh my god Marley, don’t do that to me. You’ll give me war flashbacks.” He joked, reaching for his t-shirt. “Next time I’ll throw you back in the pool for doing that.” Jake teased, wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up as if he was going to actually throw her back in before putting her down and pulling the zip on her dress up for her as she had asked. He threw his towel, much less carefully than Marley had, over the railings before following her towards the door. They slipped carefully back into the party, Jake closing the patio door behind them. He looked towards the stairs at the side of the room before back at Marley. “Shall we?” He asked, leading her through the party and making sure to swipe a bottle of drink on the way. “Any other secret spots in this house?” He asked as they reached the landing. He knew that there was a good chance of the rooms already being occupied and he definitely didn’t want to share. “Or are we chancing it?” He added, looking around at the closed doors around them. "...Or we can always go back to mine, it's only like a 10 minute walk." Jake decided to offer too.

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DATE NIGHT [kinda?] || JARLEY

Who: Marley Rose & Jake Puckerman When: January 13th/2016 Where: Lima Drive-in Notes: Marley and Jake go on a casual date and.. to their surprise.. they end up having a lot more fun then either one of them expected.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: With every second that passed, the innocent lip lock became slightly more scandalous than the second before. Every move Jake made, Marley matched with her own eagerness - which was wasn't scared to expose. She generally played things cool and went with the flow - if something wasn't up to her expectations or she wasn't into someone regardless of what they were doing it was easy enough for her to move on to the next best thing. However, right now, soaking wet in a strangers pool - her mind stopped wondering and her body seemed to take over. Making out was fun and Marley was all about fun, but right now she was on a whole new level. It hadn't been that long since her and her ex were together but maybe it was the no strings attached part that made this all feel so fresh, new and exciting again. Plus, Jake clearly knew what he was doing. She wasn't an idiot, she knew he had his own reputation around McKinley.

Eventually, her hands moved back over his shoulders and down his chest - only her finger tips lightly glided over his bare stomach. She broke the kiss for a moment, just to catch her breath and regretfully tipped her head back slightly. "Okay... maybe I didn't think the whole pool thing through." she murmured before her lips found his again. Sure, there was a lot they could start in there but trusting themselves to press pause any later to go get protection or find a more private spot could be a gamble. Plus, Marley heard way to many horror stories about chlorine compromising condoms to take that chance even if Jake happened to have one in the jeans that were strewn across the deck along with her dress. Breaking the kiss once again, probably giving Jake whiplash - she kept her fingers gently resting on the waistband of his boxers. "Do you want to go hijack one of the rooms upstairs?" Less seductively than expected and more cheerfully, as if she was asking him to go back to the drive-in.

Jake: couldn’t keep his lips off hers, they were addictive and the kisses were only getting better as their make out continued in the pool. The kisses only seemed to get more intense too but Marley seemed equally as into it as the kisses deepened and they continued to gravitate closer together, although that wasn’t really possible with the lack of space already between them. “Oh well…” It was all he could think to reply as he caught his breath for a few seconds, his mind still trying to catch up before Marley’s lips were on his again and they went back to their make out.

He chased after her lips when she pulled back the second time, smiling when he heard her question. Jake was well aware of where her hand was resting too and there was no doubt in his mind about what his answer was gonna be. A bed would be much comfier and easier to fool around in compared with the pool, plus he could be sure of protection there. A lot of girls were always surprised when he made sure he was safe but he didn’t want a kid and, he also definitely did not want to pick up any STDs from any of the many girls he'd slept with, especially when some of them had also slept with the jocks. “Yeah, I’d love to go get a room with you.” He replied, a lot more successful at his seductive tone than Marley was (although it’d frankly been adorable) as he leaned in to steal another kiss before heading towards the edge of the pool, taking Marley’s hand to gently pull her along with him. He climbed out, thankfully spotting a pile of towels on the side so they didn’t have to go back into the party soaking wet. He headed over to get them one each, passing one to Marley as he walked back towards their pile of clothes on the floor.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: shrugged, "It's the same thing as a bathing suit, right? You sir, have missed out on a lot of pool parties." she said playfully as she moved through the water. Thing was, those parties weren't all they were cracked up to be and as much as she liked to imply it was, heading into a group of neanderthals half naked while they hoot and holler wasn't exactly her idea of a fun time either.

She wasn't sure why she had to slip in that little comment making fun of his interests. Sure it was all in good fun, and at this point it was habitual - but she really was glad he had shown up, and she had meant that when she said it. She even more glad that Jake was as easy going as he was and seemed to take everything she said with a grain of salt. So when he thanked her for the invitation and she felt his hands find her bare waist, goosebumps trickled her skin and it had nothing to do with the water or the cool air. She was glad it was too dark for him to really notice. As Jake closed the distance between them, his lips meeting hers - she wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or the setting or the fact that his t-shirts did in no way shape or form do his body justice now that she'd seen what was underneath - but she could feel her heartbeat pick up and her cheeks grow warm. Right now, it didn't feel like there was a huge house of drunk teenagers who could interrupt them at any moment it was just them surrounded by a pool of water. Once he backed away, her lips chased his for a second, and she lingered at just a barely-there touch. That part before the actual kiss where that lingering 'want' was just left hanging and it was both frustrating and incredibly intoxicating all at once. It was almost a game to see who couldn't resist more. Eventually, she gave in and this time initiated the kiss - smiling into it as her arms left the water they were submerged in so they could wrap comfortably around his neck, causing her weightless frame to be firmly pressed against his.

Jake: was more than happy to have missed out on the pool parties if it involved all the jocks running around and being as stupid as they usually were. Although the one thing he would enjoy about those parties would be seeing the cheerleaders, Marley included, walking around in bikinis. "Yeah whatever." He replied, too focused on how close they were still to bother arguing back about it.

It may have been arrogant but he'd kissed a lot of girls in his time and yet he always liked to give them the option of stopping him before he got carried away with anything. It wasn't fun if they weren't into it too, although Jake was also glad that he was rarely disappointed. He opened his eyes as he felt Marley chasing his lips, extremely thankful that she seemed to want more since he was definitely into her. Jake saw her move towards him, his eyes closing again as their lips met and he let himself put more into the kiss, not pulling away this time since he knew Marley wanted it. She was a good kisser, that was for sure, her entire presence was just intoxicating and he had no idea if he was more drunk on beer or drunk on Marley. Jake wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close to him as their bodies pressed together. This was definitely a perfect way to spend a Friday night he thought to himself as he continued to move his lips against hers.

[br-ee-zy]

Hmm, Puckerman; sort of sounds like you don’t want to hang out which is, again, interesting, considering our mutual interest in Netflix and chill. But the suggestion is noted, I’ll have to look into that and – gasp – branch out. You’re wrong, have you even tried their fiesta potato crunchwrap? It’s a carbohydrate lover’s dream. Besides, I thought you didn’t smoke - how would you know what satisfied your munchies craving? 

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No I’d wanna hang out but I don’t wanna get high. I just thought a smoking buddy would be more fun for you than doing it alone. I don’t smoke, I was just speaking generally. I’m glad I don’t though if that’s what it does to your tastebuds. Taco Bell is alright but McDonalds is just better.

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Netflix and Chill || Brake

[br-ee-zy]

Tagging: Bree Thompson and Jake Puckerman When: 17th January Where: Bree’s house Notes: Jake goes over to hang out with Bree and take her up on her offer of Netflix and chill. 

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Bree:

The feeling Bree got from Jake’s touches was immensely pleasurable. His hands roamed her body and she could feel herself getting chills. Sex was fun, but he was right; foreplay certainly added to it.

“I know,” She joked, pulling her lips off his for a moment. Her eyes were closed and she opened them lazily to look up towards him. Being with Jake was putting her in haze, and she liked it, but she wasn’t about to show him that she was powerless in the bedroom. She liked to show some initiative and dominance.

Bree arched her back upwards, placing some space between her and the mattress. Simultaneously, she placed her hands over Jake’s and led them towards the clasp of her bra. She trailed her lips from his chin, down towards his  collarbone, placing soft, subtle kisses there while she allowed him to remove more of her clothes.

Jake:

Jake knew what he was doing when it came to this sort of stuff, he’d started at age fourteen and he’d quickly got the hang of everything. Experience helped and he only continued to get better with each girl he slept with. So by now, he liked to think he was fairly skilled in bed, at least compared to a lot of the fumbling jocks.

He let her guide his hands, a girl taking control was hot after all, round to her bra clasp. Once again, practice was his friend as he unclipped it easily and fluidly. There was definitely a knack to undoing those clasps but luckily he’d gotten the knack down fairly quickly once he started hooking up with girls. 

Jake smiled as she began to press kisses against his skin, kisses against his neck especially were one of his weaknesses. With her top and bra gone, his focus turned to her shorts. He unbuttoned them before pulling them down her legs. Once they were added to the pile of clothes on the floor, he took it as his turn to guide her own hands to the waistband on his jeans, teasingly quirking an eyebrow at her as he did so.

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Fair enough, I can respect that. There are plenty, obviously. Few have the ability to maintain my interest; maybe it’s your company I prefer. There’s not a lot of depth to those who run in that crowd alone. Most stoners at this school would rather light up and debate which munchie spot is better; McDonald’s or Taco Bell. Taco Bell obviously wins.

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Well now that’s a whole different thing, and very understandable. There are plenty of people who run in more than one circle. You could always try hitting up some of the skanks if you do want a smoking buddy. Awkward, it’s definitely McDonalds out of the two.

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F2F || Jarley

Marley: There was always some sort a vulnerability in making the first move, whether you were the most confident person in the word or not. So, when Jake followed her lead and stripped down, not that she doubted he would, excitement washed over her and she didn't hide her checking him out anymore than he hid his gaze. Once he was in the water, Marley sat on the edge and dipped her legs in knee deep first, flicking water his way with her toes playfully. Not enough to make too much noise, but enough for the droplets to reach him at his end.

"You're lucky you've been so nice to me, this is normally the part where I'd grab you're close, run inside and lock the door." She teased, slowly slipping her body in the rest of the way until she was treading water and the ends of her hair were floating on the surface. She wasn't too concerned about going back inside later on with wet hair or anything - if anything the crowd would probably be too wasted to notice or care. She made her way towards the shadowy corner, stopping only a couple inches from her partner in crime. "You know, you're different than I thought you would be." She mused out loud. Not like she was here to get remotely deep or emotional, but a week ago she honestly hadn't thought the one person she'd want to hang out with on Friday night would be him. "I mean it's been like a half hour and you haven't mentioned anything obnoxiously obscure yet." She teased to blow off her last comment.

Jake: watched as Marley stepped towards the edge, his eyes still roaming over her body. He pulled a face at her as she flicked water in his direction, coming up with ideas with how he could get her back later. "If you did that then wouldn't you be running back in there in your underwear? I think you'd give most of them a heart attack." He joked, although a part of him didn't want to think about Marley in her underwear in front of those guys. It was almost... jealousy he was feeling. The key word being almost. Besides, Marley seemed like far too nice a person to have to go through being leered at by the wasted hockey team.

He smiled as she got closer to him, it was clear that there was an attraction between the two of them and the fact that they were now only inches apart wasn't lost on Jake. He raised an eyebrow at her comment, wanting to point out that she shouldn't have judged him but he knew that he could say the same for her. Marley was different to how he thought she'd be, she wasn't the typical vacuous or self-obsessed cheerleader and he liked that. He playfully rolled his eyes at her obscure comment, not taking it too personally. "I have time, or maybe I'm not that obscure. There is a middle ground between non-mainstream and obscure after all. It's not one or the other." Jake shrugged. "But thanks." He smiled, deciding to address her first comment. "And right back at you... I'm glad I came tonight. Thanks for inviting me." He reached out, his hands finding her waist to gently guide her even closer to him. The alcohol in his system was telling him to go for it so he leant in and experimentally pressed his lips against hers for a few seconds, before pulling back to give her a chance to stop him if he'd misread her intentions in any way.

[br-ee-zy]

Sucks, doesn’t it? The woes of modern-day technology and instantaneous communication. Certainly a double-edged sword. If any other ideas come to mind to get around this, I’ll let you know…

Haha, are you, now? While I always respect the decisions of those to engage or abstain from certain activities, I will say getting high is fun, especially with someone else….I could even walk you through it if it’s your first time.

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For sure. I don’t think my attendance could get much worse from last year so the only way is up I guess. Awesome, thanks.

Yeah I am. As tempting as that offer is, I’m gonna pass. Besides, it wouldn’t be my first time... it’s just not for me. I’m sure there are plenty of stoners who would be more than happy to keep a girl like you company though.

[br-ee-zy]

I’m still working on that. This is when I miss the days of life before smartphones. It used to be way easy to either delete the message on my parents’ answering machine or delete the email before they came home from work. Now it’s a total balancing act of getting my parents away from their precious cell phones, finding the email in their cluttered inbox…sometimes it’s almost easier to just hear the speech on how I’m totally wasting my potential. I just nod my head, agree, and then go back to doing my own thing.

I settled on just getting high alone yesterday. Shame you missed out, would have been nice to have someone else there…

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Tell me about it, for so long my mom didn’t even have a cellphone and I was always home before her so I could erase the messages off the machine. Can’t say the same now, especially when she’s changed the passcode on her phone from my birthday. 

I don’t tend to do that stuff, but I probably would have come and kept you company anyway. I’m nice like that.