School RP 2 (Closed Stalkers are welcome even if I still don't believe they exist...)

Lillian laughed, "Yep. All of them."

Beck?

_{The government found us again…}

It was a pretty simple plain white hand-knitted sweater with a black pencil skirt, black infinity scarf, and knee high black boots. "Time to pull this out of the closet." She chuckled, touching up with a little bit of eyeliner and lip gloss just to make it pop before heading back downstairs.

Lillian laughed, "Yep. All of them."

"Woah, that's insane,"

It was a pretty simple plain white hand-knitted sweater with a black pencil skirt, black infinity scarf, and knee high black boots. "Time to pull this out of the closet." She chuckled, touching up with a little bit of eyeliner and lip gloss just to make it pop before heading back downstairs.

He was still in a daydream, he hadn't even seen her leave.

She rolled her eyes and decided to find a unique way of pulling him back to attention by pressing her lips to his.

"But mainly Christmas."

She rolled her eyes and decided to find a unique way of pulling him back to attention by pressing her lips to his.

Everything but his lips froze in place as he kissed her back.

"Oh look he's awake." She giggled, pulling her hair out of its braid and combing through it with her fingers.

"But mainly Christmas."

"Ahh yes mostly Christmas, Merry Christmas darling,"

"Merry Christmas babe," Lillian smiled kissing his cheek.

"Oh look he's awake." She giggled, pulling her hair out of its braid and combing through it with her fingers.

"A little, it's debatable,"

"Well, more awake than before." She shrugged, still combing her hair.

"Yes, more so than before,"

"Merry Christmas babe," Lillian smiled kissing his cheek.

"Are you ready to get out of this hotel Transylvania?"

"Fuck yeah, let's go."

"Alright, quick question. Glasses or contacts? Which works better?" She was still wearing her glasses from earlier but she wanted his opinion.

"Uhh, for once I vote no glasses, it's cuter without them, loses the sexy librarian look and makes it into something new,"

"If you say so. I'm no fashion expert." She replaced her glasses with her contacts and put her case away.

"I killed one once," he mumbled under his breath.

"Fuck yeah, let's go."

"LET'S GO!" He jumped up but his body wasn't ready for such quick movement and the light headedness made him hit the ground.

"Hmm? You say something?"

Lillian shot up and moved to hover over him, "Darren! Are you okay?"

"Hmm? You say something?"

"What? No did you?"

"I thought I heard you mumble something." She shrugged, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Whatever."

Lillian shot up and moved to hover over him, "Darren! Are you okay?"

He rubbed his head lightly, "Not really,"

"I thought I heard you mumble something." She shrugged, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Whatever."

He chuckled and went on like he wasn't talking about murder.

Lillian crouched down next to him. She frowned, "That's no good."

She smiled, kissing his cheek. "Merry Christmas, my fiance."