bittersweet memories.

I'm Mason. not that you care.

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The First Time ⇒ Mason&Piper

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This was his favorite spot, she pondered, rubbing her knees and looking around at the fun loving people as the mist from the fountain breezed by her face. In a way, she wished he could have died here- happy and free from the worries that constantly pressed on his back. But of course, his parents insisted on it being a dreary and uninviting hospital that smelled of pine sol and dirty towels. Piper was seriously not looking foreword to any day that life decided to throw at her.

Before she even realized what was happening, there was a boy sitting next to her and she hadn’t even given him consent to. If this guy thought he was going to get in that easy, BOY, was he wrong. “Um… Excuse you.” She started, her eyebrows knitting together and her face turning bitter. “I’m not going anywhere near your dick and you’re not touching me. I’ve never met you before and that means you will probably always be wrong when talking to me.”

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Mason's face fell almost immediately at the girl's retort, and he pursed his lips for a moment before replying. "Geez, a guy can't make a joke 'round here without being treated like some sex addict?" he asked her, cocking an eyebrow slightly. He could tell that she didn't feel bad, but he didn't want to leave just yet - it wasn't like there was much else left to do at home, rather than listen to the new music he'd just purchased. No, this little "project" of his was much more entertaining.

"What's your name?" he asked suddenly, leaning towards her just slightly. He had his elbows rested on the table, just like his mother had told him not to do his whole life, his eyes on the redhead's. He interrupted her, growing bored of the silence that fell between them, and put on a confident smile. "I'm Mason. If you haven't heard of me, you're definitely missing out. Oh, wait, are you not from here? I haven't seen you around, and I'm like, everywhere. Are you waiting for people? I can guarantee you, they've lost themselves in the pretzel place. They're gigantic." he said with a little too much enthusiasm, something that was rare for the dark-haired boy. Of course, if it was a topic he enjoyed - like food - he'd go on about it for hours.

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The First Time ⇒ Mason&Piper

He'd been hear for almost an hour now, and there was nothing. He'd picked up a few CDs at the store down in the west wing of the mall that was now packed with people, not one he took a liking to. He thought about picking out one of those skinny blondes that walked around in packs of sixes, but instantly changed his mind when he saw them sipping from Starbucks cups and giggling about god knows what. Mason was sick of it, and he was getting ready to leave, nearing an exit by the food court when he saw her. 

It was probably her bright red hair that made him take a second look, maybe it was the red lipstick she wore. Either way, a smirk made its way to his own lips, and his feet soon brought him over to where she sat, just outside of the food court. "You look lonely. Mind if I take a seat, firecracker?" he inquired, but slid down into the empty chair across from her anyway, placing his small bag just in front of him.

"Fuck me if I'm wrong, but do I know you?" he asked her straight-out, ignoring the sour look she was giving him. It was a little bold for a first move, but Mason always was - he had been since he was just a young boy. Staring back at her, wondering how long it'd take until she was agreeing to come back to his place with him, even if they weren't going to have sex. Just by her appearance, he guessed that it'd take a while longer than it would one of those stick-thin blondes with daddy issues. Maybe an hour, though he was going to aim for half that.