"Meh. I'm too comfortable right here. I'm sure they wouldn't mind us being late since I'm new. I can say you were just showing me around."
(Does this mean you're leaving me? Nooo I don't wanna be alone.)
"I'd go for that." Caire smiled. "And since the teachers like me, they're pretty lenient."
Jack let out a soft sigh before she asked, "What class do you have next?"
(Uh, he?)
"Graphic design," Paige whispered. Her eyes were closed. "You?"
(Whoops!)
"Ummm, art I think," Jack responded after thinking for a moment.
(Guess what? I'm not dead anymore! Whoop!)
He gently kissed her again. "Everyone says to stay away from addictive substances, so they should probably keep me away from you."
Paige opened her eyes and pulled away a little so that she could look at his eyes. "We'll be in the same hallway then."
Jack smiled and had a twinkle in his eyes, “Seems like it.”
"Would you walk with me?" Paige asked sweetly.
Jack laughed, “Of course my dear.” He blushed, “Ummmmmm.”
Paige kissed his cheek. "My Romeo."
Jack smiled at her, “My Juliet.”
Paige blushed. "No…"
Jack chuckled, “Yessss.”
"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much
Which mannerly devotion shows in this
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss."
Paige spoke softly, quoting Juliet's lines perfectly.
Jack smiled and spoke Romeo's lines after a bit of thought, "Have not saint lips, and holy palmers too?"
"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer." Paige hardly hesitated.
"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."
"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."
"Then move not, while my prayer's take effect," he leaned in and gently kissed her. He murmured against her lips, "Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged."
Paige didn't say the next line, just kissed Jack softly.
Jack smiled into the kiss as he kissed her back.
Paige add libbed into his mouth. "Let thine sins be removed. Thou be cleansed."
Jack whispered back into hers, "Oh thank thee. Thy great saint."
"I am no saint." Paige moved her hands slowly to his hair again.
Jack pulled her even closer, "But to me, thy is the greatest of saints."
(Ughhh I want to do something on here @Caustic_Fraust where are you?)
Paige blushed heavily. "Thou believes so?"
"I know so," Jack said with a light blush.
Paige put her forehead on his chest and cried.
Jack held her close as she cried. His head rested in her shoulder.
Paige's shoulders shook and she lifted her head to nuzzle his neck with her nose again. A tear slipped onto his neck.
