Break [Tristian]

[Shelby Crescent]

"Why does it have to be so hot..." she mutters, leaning against a wall of a small shack on a muggle beach. Shell had a huge white t-shirt covering her bikini. She was never really one for showing off her body.

Taking the blue lounge chair from the man she walks down to about five feet from the ocean's edge and set up the chair before laying down onto the chair and putting her sunglasses on.

Shell needed a break from home and her well, hectic life right now. The best thing was to come to a place where she felt at home but it wasn't at the same time. Shell leans over and takes out her book and started to read, letting the wind play with her loose curls.

[Tristian Adams]

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As the though hit his mind, he decided to move into the water, slowly walking in. He moved his hands together in front of him. And down a small dive into the water, not that far from where the girl reading a book was sitting. He didn't know she was there though.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell let out a deep sigh before glancing up at the people on the beach. It had to be around ninety degrees today or so and the t-shirt was started to stick to her slightly. Reluctantly, she sets the book to the side and pulls the white fabric off her already tanned body.

She sighs, folding up the shirt and felt some water hit her legs. Shell scowls slightly not really wanting to get wet today but I guess fate had a different plan for her as always. Always getting her heart broken, always seeing her friends live happy lives while hers was terrible, always getting the short end of the stick.

"Hey, watch it! Some of us don't want to get wet!" she yells randomly, getting a few stares from the muggles. Shell shrugs it off though and picks up her book, letting it rest on her orange and turquoise bikini as she took a drink from her water bottle. Putting it to the side she picks up the book again flipping a few pages before glancing out at the ocean instead.

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A sigh moving from his lips, using his right hand to move back his hair from his face and his eyes so he could look around at his surroundings. His body still underneath the water, he heard someone shouting at people for splashing them. He scanned the people, a smirk on his pink lips since he would be shouting at anyone as well if he didn't want to get wet either. But soon, he came across a tanned, long legged girl laying there on a chair. Tilting his head to one side slightly.

'She's..Okay then. Gorgeous. Probably boyfriend though.. Could still talk to her, maybe.'

Small smile crawling along Trist's face, he thought he might as well give it a shot. Never know what would happen. So therefore, shaking his head softly. His wet hair falling back into it's normal place. He began to walk out onto the shore, slowly.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell sighs after a bit, biting her lower lip before glancing down at her lap. So much for relaxing and enjoying the sun. She flips a few more pages before switching books and getting out her astronomy book. Okay, maybe she was still a bookworm and a nerd at heart but hey, she loved Astronomy.

Taking off her sunglasses to wipe her forehead slightly she heard someone's thoughts and started looking around, knowing there had to be another wizard or witch on the beach. Muggles weren't ever that free with their thoughts like she or any other magic skilled being. Shell smiles at the thought but shakes her head once she noticed a younger man walking up the beach, in her direction.

Just what you need. Some cute beach boy to come talk to you when you're trying to escape from your usual behavior.

Letting out a deep sigh, she puts her sunglasses on the top of her blonde head and holds the book up to her face so Shell didn't have to directly look at him. His slow pace confused her somewhat, but shrugs it off and starts reading about the summer constellations so she could star search while on the beach later.

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[Tristian Adams]

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A chuckle referring to his thoughts in his mind. Looking over at the girl, that she was now reading the book once again.

But he continued to walk over to her, even though she had just heard his thought once again. His feet sinking into the sand again, his hair now dried from how hot it was today. And just basically stood aside the girl, looking up over the view he was looking at before.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell flips over to the constellation section, biting her lip as she was trying to see if she could see any zodiac signs tonight. It was one of her favorite type of constellation; the zodiac.

Hearing his thoughts again, Shell laughs faintly, ignoring the fact that muggles were probably thinking she was some kind of nut job by her actions by now. Biting her lip again she takes a glance at the boy who realized that she probably could read his mind was still walking towards her.

After a few seconds, someone was blocking her sun. Letting out a deep sigh she closes her book, placing it softly on her lap again before looking up at the same guy that was making his way towards her. "Excuse me, may I help you with something?" Shell asks, watching him glance around as if he didn't notice her laying there causing her to smile a little.

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[Tristian Adams]

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Tilting his head to one side, but not taking his eyes off the girls eyes. They were a beautiful color and plus it would make him look like a right pervert if he kept on looking at her body.

He soon decided just to cross his feet over one and the other. Bending his knees, he plonked down onto his bum on the sand. Just hoping she didn't mind him sitting there, unless, he would move once again. His hands moving back behind himself, leaning gently back. His eyes now staring into the ocean.

"Hope you don't mind me sitting here..."

His voice soft and calming, kinda husky at the same time. It would be if he was in front of a gorgeous girl.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell smiles a little broader when she notices him grinning down at her. "Oh just the views then? See anything that has found your interest yet?" she asks softly, sitting up some as she set the book aside into the bag along with the rest of her things.

Shell stares up at him with her aquamarine eyes as she looked at his deep green ones. She hadn't seen green eyes so dark like that before, seeing as she was used to looking a bunch of eyes similar to hers due to her children.

Watching him sit down next to her chair, she laughs to herself shaking her head. "No, it's fine. I'm just guessing the ocean is much more of interest to you, so I'll just read my book instead of talking. What's your name anyway?" she says softly, reaching back into the bag tugging out a crossword book now with a muggle pen biting the end of it lightly as she started to think of what a seven letter word for red could be.

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[Tristian Adams]

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A small smirk forming inside of his lips, not showing on the outside. The outside of his mouth only showed his big smile which still stayed there. Looking over at her to see what she was doing, watching her every movement she took. Sometimes he felt like a right bird watcher when he met girls. He didn't miss anything they did, he's eyes were either constantly on them, or he's hearing would be always switched on to their movement.

Which can be quite creepy at times.

Giving a small nod when she said it was fine for him to sit there, he rested a bit more on his hands. Since before he was getting ready just in case he had to leave.

"I'm Tristian, Tristian Adams."

"What's your name?"

Asking after a moment or two after he answered her question. Swaying his head to one side, making his hair flick to his right.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Raising an eyebrow, but still thinking of a word she smiles slightly. "Isn't that wise? Not making quick decisions based on appearance." Shell nods, finally filling in the word 'crimson' into the puzzle.

Shell took a few glances here and there between words always noting that he was watching her. It was a bit odd but she was somewhat used to being stared at. It seemed common now to be honest for her to be looked over or stared at constantly.

"Shelby Slayter, but call me Shell. Nice to meet you I think." she adds at the end teasing him slightly. "So, may I ask why you decided to sit here when you have all this other space on the beach Tristian?" Shell asks twirling her pen around in her fingers a bit looking at him with a faint smile.

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A grin now forming once again onto his lips. He seemed to grin alot around girls he felt comfortable with. It was just a habit. When he wasn't comfortable, he would just glare. But people didn't know this about him, so they either loved him or hated him.

"Well, when there is a beautiful girl blocking me from seeing anything else in the world. It's quite hard to resist talking to them."

Looking up over at her, biting his lower lip ever so slightly.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell nods lightly with a smile as she filled in more words now as she noticed him still looking at her some. Shifting around a bit on the chair, she laughs a bit.

"I believe you're mistaken. There's no beautiful girls around us for about at least ten feet. So you might have to go to the doctors to get your eyes looked at." Shell nods again, finishing the puzzle and putting it away. She never saw herself as anything to look at but it seemed that a ton of people thought otherwise.

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[Tristian Adams]

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Looking back up at her, with his smirk forming through onto his lips now. Like most girls think they're not pretty when they bluntly are. Trying to tell them is the hardest part, since they don't believe it or it's because most boys only say it to get in girls nickers.

But Trsitian was different, he would never tell a girl was gorgeous just to get in their pants. He tells them because it's the truth, and he wouldn't try anything on them if they didn't want it.

"You don't have to believe me though. And I can't show you either, since you're probably married or something. Since you're perfect."[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell had to laugh at that. Perfect. Hell, in a thesaurus she'd be the given answer of perfect under the antonym section of the definition.

"I'm sorry but I'm far from perfect. I'm on the other side of the spectrum." she sighs, watching him play with the sand, just letting it fall from his hand slowly. It seemed that he was counting the grains of sand but that was impossible. It had to be.

"Yes, I'm married, but not for long. I'm a terrible wife, cheated on him I'll say about four or five times at least. Maybe even multiply that by twenty. So how would you even prove or show me that I'm as beautiful as you claim?" she challenges him, feeling a faint frown on her lips now as she let out a deep sigh.

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[Tristian Adams]

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After listening to her other statement, he realised she was basically challenging him to show her how beautiful she was. Tilting his head to the right once again. He began to think how he would show her, how someone would care for a girl.

"Me, I wouldn't rush into things. Take things step by step, showing how much you would mean to me. I would take you on a date, a picnic under the stars."

Trist then looked up at the girl, a small smile placed on his lips. A charming, sweet smile.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell watches him still, tilting her head to the side. She couldn't figure it out, but slowly she was starting to believe that he was actually counting each individual grain of sand that did fall from his hands, but she smiles lightly pushing her curls behind her shoulders.

"Well I know that, I just can't see what people can see in me is the problem." she says softly but honestly. Shell wouldn't ever understand that.

Her smirk fades quickly, into one of shock but it turned into a smile rather fast as well. Shell's emotions changed like the weather, they were always unpredictable. "Now that's want I've been looking for. Nice and slow, not physical right away." she says lightly with a growing smile, just thinking of a picnic under the stars. It was almost like he read her mind about her hobbies.

"So, may I ask are you going to ask me on this date or are you just telling me how you would show someone else how much they mean to you?" she asks, taking the sunglasses off her head and folding up them still with a smile on her lips as he looked at her.

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[Tristian Adams]

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A small nod from his head once again, making the layers bounce up and down on his head, with black messy hair. This was replying to the first statement Shell had just maken'. To the second one, the smile on his face grew wider. Letting a small chuckle leave his lungs.

"Well.."

Trist started, almost wanting to tease her at the fact he was going to or not. Even though he knew himself he wanted to, but she didn't' know that. Yet.

"Would Miss.Gorgeous like to accompany a date with me under the stars tonight?"

As soon as the words poured out of his lips, he got this feeling in his stomach, one of those feelings he got with his financee once. He hadn't had that feeling for so long, this made him even happier. To his recall, he had never been that happy with someone he had just met as well.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell watches him still, biting her lip a bit before extending her hand down to the sand and picking up a handful letting it fall from her palm and fingers slowly like he was doing as her curls fell around her shoulders in the process.

"Care to enlighten me about what I don't see then?"

She smiles lightly to him as she looks back to her hand, watching the sand fall from her delicate fingers and fall over his hand as well before hitting the rest of the beach softly making a noise but it made her smile grow as well.

"Hmm. Stars? If there's stars involved I'm bought. Of course I would accompany you." she laughs a little but still with a smile on her face. That was always her weakness, even with her children. They knew if they wanted to stay outside until dark when they were younger all they had to do was say they wanted to see the stars and Shell would let them stay outside, as long as she was there with them.

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[Tristian Adams]

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Tri being the devious one sometimes, always wanted to let people wait to know their answers or something they asked him to tell them. He just loved to tell them when they were by their selves in a place they both love to be. That's when he makes his move on the person he likes.

"Looks like tonight is going to make my day then."

A chuckle following from his lungs once again, now moving his eyes onto Shell once again. Just to see her crystal blue eyes. He already loved him, were his favourite from all the other colors' his seen in his lifetime. There was just something about them, about her.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell glances over at him with a light smile. There was something about him that she still couldn't place her finger on and it puzzled her but in a good way. Picking up some more sand she lets it fall over her other hand before letting a faint giggle pass her lips.

"In that case, I'll meet you later on the beach. How about around nine about right here?"

She grins, knowing that she was teasing him now before leaning over and kissing his cheek as she stood up and grabbed all of her belongings as he was still looking at her eyes and walked off to where she was staying on the beach, seeing as she rented out a small beach house for just a day. Shell was frustrated at herself now, since she took the money from her 'untouchable' Gringott's account that was only for emergencies, but at the time it seemed like it.

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[Tristian Adams]

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[Shelby Crescent]

Shell smiles softly to herself as her curls were bouncing everywhere as her white sundress swung with her walk. Stopping about a few feet away just admiring what she saw infront of her. The candles, the blanket with Tristian laying down on top of it.

Shell smiles a little more before walking onto the blanket barefoot and sitting down just looking at him. "You miss me?" she asks softly before laying on the blanket like he was before kissing his cheek again. "This is very nice by the way. Especially the candles. I love them." she whispers looking around with still with a bright smile as a few curls fell into her face.

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[Tristian Adams]

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His voice quiet and charming, his eyes locking up with hers. Just gazing into them. His body turned now slightly to his right, to face her more. Just to see her more clearly. Like he wanted to do twenty-four-seven with her. She was just that beautiful and it actually hurt him that she didn't believe it.

"You didn't miss me though, I know that."

A cheesy grin now placed on his lips, deciding to move on his side to be easier. Him, now resting his head into his right palm whilst the other arm just layed in front of him.

"And thank you, I thought you'd might like them."[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell smiles a little, tucking her curls behind her ears before finding it easier to lay on her side as well while still keeping eye contact with him as she moved. The way he looked into her eyes made her feel safe, like if something ever would happen to her he would protect her kind of feeling.

Smiling a little more at what he said she shakes her curls, before laying her head down onto the blanket, looking up at him as her blue eyes started to sparkle as the stars and moonlight shown into them.

"Of course I missed you. I wouldn't be here right now if I didn't, right?"

She shrugs her right shoulder before leaning back up deciding to kiss his other cheek this time lingering a bit before kissing his neck as well, still trying to tease him a little. That was just the way Shell was. Teasing in a flirtatious way and she was good at it, she had to admit herself.

After a couple minutes of that she leans back and glances at the picnic basket. "So what's in there exactly?" she asks with a smile before looking back into his dark green eyes, giggling a little as well.

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A small smirk forming onto his lips.

Glancing also back to the picnic basket after she looked at it, he looked back at her. With a small chuckle once again leaving his lungs.

"Find out for yourself."

Giving the slightest hint that all she would have to do was think of something.[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell giggles slightly sitting up again and grabbing the basket before reaching inside. She pulls out a plate of lasagna with two forks and sets it down while following two glasses of white grape wine, both of her favorites. For desert she pulled out a piece of cheesecake with strawberries on the side.

"These are all my favorites... how did you know that?"

She looks over to him with a grin before moving the basket back where it was and took a bite of the lasagna, followed by a drink of the wine afterwards letting out a faint 'mmm' sound.

"So far, this has to be the best date I've ever had Tristian." she says honestly before taking another bite from the pasta.

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[Tristian Adams]

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A small grin on his face as he looked back up to the girl. She was already digging into her dinner, breathing out lightly. Like a small laugh, he lifted himself up into a sitting position. Twisting himself to face Shell, and began to dig into the pasta.

Knifing the meat, he lifted it up to his mouth, about to shove it down his throat. But he got stopped when he heard what her next statement was. He couldn't help but chuckle to that.

"You serious?.. Wow."

Tri was actually quite stunned, he was pleased that he had made her happy on the date. He thought it would of been quite hard with her, since she had all of those other boys after her.

"Well then, I'll just have to find a way to make it even better."[/size][/ul]

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell frowns a bit, staring at the pasta on the plate for a few seconds which seemed like hours before nodding her head to his question, 'You Serious? Wow.'

"I've told you before that I never go on dates. It's just drinks and then I wind up in bed with them the next morning nine times out of ten. I'm sorry I'm just a common whore."

she mumbles, biting her lip before feeling her aquamarine blue eyes fill up with tears and blinks them down her cheeks as she wiped them away, still avoiding his eyes.

"And how would you even make this better?"

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[Tristian Adams]

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His head tilted to one side, his eyes keep contact on her face. His voice soft and calm, his left hand keeping her hair softly back from her face so he could see her. And then used his right hand to lift up her chin lightly.

"I just wish you could see what I see.."

Tri then leaned forward slightly, kissing her forehead gently for a few seconds, so she would know that he would always be there for her. Whatever she had done, or will do.[/size][/ul]