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Post by Tiff on Feb 23, 2011 1:22:24 GMT -5
He braced the wrong part of his body, but took it regardless. "I know, you've established that I'm a jerk already, I can't help it, I told you." He lifted his leg and rubbed the shin, then dropped it and put his arm around her again. "I promise to play well so you can take amazing pictures of my awesome pitching skills and post them somewhere for scouts to see as long as I'm not in a hospital somewhere getting my leg amputated or something." He loved teasing her. "So I'm about to be a jerk again, would you?" He asked, referring to the statement he'd made about Monte.
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Post by kristay on Feb 23, 2011 2:04:26 GMT -5
Aya shook her head in amazement; it was crazy how much abuse he was willing to tolerate from her. Though it wasn't like he didn't deserve it; he even admitted that he was a jackass after all. "Alright, we have a deal on that then." She rolled her eyes, sensing the teasing in his voice. "I can make that come true if you really want."Aya bit her lip, something she had taken the habit of doing when she was nervous, guilty or just overthinking in general. "I-I don't know..."
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Post by Tiff on Feb 23, 2011 20:27:39 GMT -5
"Make what happen?" He asked, seriously worried that she meant she could make him have his leg amputated if he wanted. "Alright, well I guess that's a good enough answer and I won't push buttons and try to get a different answer out of you."
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Post by kristay on Feb 24, 2011 1:31:31 GMT -5
Aya gave him an overly-serious look. "Make you lose your leg." A crack of a smile found its way to her face however to show him that she was only kidding. "I find that very hard to believe Walker, but for the sake of our friendship, I'm going to pretend that I believe you." Aya grinned and wished she had brought her camera; she had taken a break from pictures lately; it had reminded her too much of the past. But now she felt ready to take it up again and capture the world through her eyes.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 24, 2011 2:13:26 GMT -5
"What exactly do you find hard to believe?" He asked squeezing her shoulder. "Im not going to push you about it. Now I could understand your response if I said I would never push your buttons or if I said I'd stop being a jerk but I'm standing my ground on this one." He stomped one foot, though it looked quite awkward while they walked around the baseball diamond. "You ready to head out or do you have more talking to do?"
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Post by kristay on Feb 24, 2011 2:36:49 GMT -5
Aya burst into laughter. "See? It's impossible for you not to push buttons! That's exactly what I meant." She watched him in amusement; he was so cute. She felt like Garret was a man-child; not exactly a child with the way he looked but the way he acted if he was being honest around you. "I'm done talking but do you want to do me a favor? Would you mind being my model?" She grinned knowing that would probably throw him for a loop; she was pretty sure she had her emergency camera in the car and if they went to get it and went somewhere, Aya could start taking pictures again.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 24, 2011 14:18:07 GMT -5
Garret stopped them and turned to look at her, his mouth agape. "I don't know what I did this time." He mumbled thinking about what he'd done or said. "I'll be your model, what am I modeling?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow at her, his imagination running all over the place, stopping briefly on nude photo's before realizing he was having a serious case of wishful thinking.
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Post by kristay on Feb 24, 2011 18:47:26 GMT -5
Aya snorted but said nothing as she steered them to the direction of Cameron's car. "Yes you will be my model. You can do anything you want I just want to take pictures." They'd found the car soon enough and she unlocked the door and took her camera bag, slinging it over her shoulder as she shut the door and locked it. Aya took the camera from the case and cradled it in her hands as she turned it on, adjusted the lens and did a test shot on the car. Once she had adjusted it to her satisfaction, she turned to Garret and took a picture. "Just make sure you don't stand stock still like a dazed and confused person, okay?"
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Post by Tiff on Feb 25, 2011 0:07:54 GMT -5
Garret stood like a dazed and confused person, only because he was a little confused on what he was supposed to do. "Shouldn't you give me better direction than that?" He asked, eyeing the camera in her hand. "I mean a good photographer would give their model instructions, give them a task or something, not tell them to just do something." He grinned.
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Post by kristay on Feb 25, 2011 0:14:41 GMT -5
She laughed as she sat down on the ground and fiddled with her camera. "I'm not a typical photographer. I like taking pictures of people the way they think they should act. I only told you not to act like a dazed and confused person because I know you have more presence than that." Aya waggled her eyebrows at him. "So why don't you have a girlfriend? You're a hotshot, everyone knows you but you're still single." She put the camera back at eye level and took a picture of his smile.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 25, 2011 0:33:39 GMT -5
Garret kept on grinning as she explained how she normally handled her models and took her pictures and as she snapped a picture of his smile, it grew, and he sat down on the ground in front of her, he kept his knees up, his arms draped over his knees at the elbows and stared at the ground, still grinning. "I don't know why I don't have a girlfriend." He glanced up at her and rolled his eyes dramatically before looking out across the field, dropping one leg and tucking his ankle behind his propped up leg. "I suppose it's because I can't find a girl who'll put up with my dirty mouth and shitty attitude." He gestured at her. "Then when I find someone who can, they turn out to be in love with my new team mate." He dropped his hand and made an 'it figures' face. "I'm shallow too, so that accounts for part of it."
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Post by kristay on Feb 25, 2011 0:37:59 GMT -5
She watched him and smiled. Much better. She was glad that Garret was a type of person who could easily relax around her and her camera; it made Aya's job so much easier. Aya scooted back a bit and kept talking as she took a shot of his entire position and grinned at how calm he seemed to be sitting on the ground in the middle of a parking lot. "I must agree with your dirty mouth and shitty attitude comment but I also know people worse than you who seem to be able to hold a stable relationship. Besides, I know for a fact that some people are turned on by that type; I mean the dirty mouth and shitty attitude type." Aya laughed and took a picture of his expression. "Everyone's shallow Walker; nobody wants to admit it though."
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Post by Tiff on Feb 25, 2011 0:47:56 GMT -5
Garret laughed. "I'm not afraid to admit it. If you're ugly you can forget it." He eyed the camera. "You going to share this list of girls who adore shitty attitudes and dirty mouths to me? Because I'm never going to change and I'd love to have kids one day, kids I can instill the same nasty qualities in." He laughed and leaned back until he was laying flat on the asphalt. "I think there should be more blunt assholes in this world, there are so many people who need a dose of bluntness to keep them straight. Paris Hilton is one of them, she has plenty potential to be beautiful and amazing, but her take on life and her lack of common sense is enough to make her unappealing and ugly to even the biggest blond haired bimbo lover."
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Post by kristay on Feb 25, 2011 0:58:58 GMT -5
Aya shook her head as she adjusted her camera, carefully set it on the ground and took a picture of Garret. "Yeah and your bluntness is a rare quality indeed. Just promise me you won't instill your shitty behavior in them until after their 10 years old? At least after that they can tell what's right or wrong." She shrugged her shoulders. "I think you have a point, but I also know that there are some people who can't handle the truth and that's another problem all together." One thing she loved about taking pictures of people was that she had to talk to them to get them to relax and by then she knew so much about them it was like she was doing an interview and shoot all at the same time. "Let's see, if you could have one thing in the world. Just one thing, what would it be?" She picked up her camera and leaned close to him so she could take a picture of his handsome face.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 25, 2011 1:19:28 GMT -5
Garret snorted and rolled over on his side, forgetting that she was taking pictures. "Are you one of those people who can't handle the truth?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Because if not then the thing I want most right now is a kiss." He waggled his eyebrows at her, puckered his lips and then let it go, he knew nothing was going to happen between them. "I guess if o couldn't have a kiss from you and you won't let me anywhere near your bed, I'd say a million plus dollar contract to any baseball team. What about you?"
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