Girl, you need to get out more [teagan]

[gabriel montazu hernandez]

Gab smiled and closed the front door behind him as Teagan walked in front of him. She was cute, but way to young for him to even think about her in any sexual way. Still, she wasn't bad to look at. He pulled out the keys to his Mercedes CLS Coupe and unlocked the doors. He also hit the autostart button, it was cold out and a warm car was always a blessing in his book. He was glad to have his blazer with him, his usual peacoat didn't work with his outfit, or where they were going, plus the blazer was a bit warmer. He looked over at Teagan and smiled saying, "Admit it, you're excited about going out." He opened the passenger door to let her in, but noticed his leather bound journal on the passenger seat. He grabbed it quickly and threw it in the back seat. He didn't like throwing it, but he didn't know her well enough to let her see what was in there.

"So, you ready to find out where we're going?" He said closing the door and getting in the car. He put the key in and started driving. He loved driving the car, it was fast and comfy which was awesome. He shifted into 3rd as they got on the main road and he sped off in the direction of the club they were going to, grinning to himself slightly. He took a second to look over at her again, then back to fixing his shirt, which was getting wrinkled near the buttons. He wore simply a black and grey, pin stripped, button up with a pair of black slacks and black dress shoes. To some it might seem like he was over dressed, but for the crowd they would be around it was fine. His hair was the messy way he liked it, he had his cologne on, he was ready for a night out. Well, as "out" as he can do with a 11:30 cerfew. "So, tell me about yourself." He said casually.

[teagan yseult lyons]

teagan had no idea why she had accepted to go out with this gab person she had just met over the internet. for all she knew, he could probably have been a mean old man, coming over to kill her parents and then take her away. okay, she was making up thing in her head now. but that was just how she was. she was glad, however, when she saw him on her door step and realised that he looked just like he did on the chat.. thingy, she was glad. this meant she had not gotten herself into trouble. good. the night was finally starting to get better. as the interrogation her father had put gabriel through ended, they both left her house, feeling like she was finally being accepted by someone, and she then realised why she had accepted. it was most likely because of charles. charles had bailed on her tonight, leaving her waiting and waiting for him to show up at her door and he never did. she had been pissed, mostly because she had no idea as to what might have made him run away as quickly as he could. was she really that terrible? as the passenger door was opened for her, she quietly got inside the boy’s car, sitting and putting on her seat belt carefully, then replacing her dress and waiting for gab to get in. i actually am. she murmured calmly, a light, small smile spreading across her lips and lighting up her face. she actually was excited about this. the fact that she had no idea of where they were going at all simply sent adrenaline throughout her entire body and she had difficulty containing herself. however, she did by constantly looking out the window as they finally drove away from her house.

teagan answered to gabriel’s question with a simple nod and a smile, but not adressed directly at him. you see, she had never been one to talk if words were not needed for her to express how she felt. and this was the perfect example for that situation. she knew that most people found it boring, that most people would have enjoyed actually having a conversation with her that could not be resumed in a few signs. but that was just who she was. she coud not do much more. as she finally looked over at gabriel sitting next to her, she felt slightly underdressed and glanced down at her orange sneakers. maybe she should have put on something else. something more classy. what if he was taking her to some chic place? then she would definitely not fit in the crowd. in fact, anywhere he took her, if they all looked like gabriel did, she would not fit in at all. she took a deep breath and could only hope that she would not look too stupid. her eyes rose from her sneakers at his next words, removing a few locks of hair from her face and looking at him. what do you mean by that? she asked quietly, her british accent slightly thicker than it usually was. during the day, she was able to put it aside. but it seemed to be a whole other thing at night. what kind of thing do you want to know about me? she asked again, making herself more comfortable inside his car, as if she was slowly and only slightly opening her shell that she constantly had on to him.

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credit , to me
tagged , mister gabriel montazu hernandez, aka bro.
music , stuff.
outfit , clickers, bby.
words , FIVE EIGHT TWO.
notes , i did what i could. jgtigjrit.

[gabriel montazu hernandez]

Gab took the next off ramp, going a little bit faster than he should have been but hey what's life without a little danger. He came to stop at a red light, letting the engine idle he thought of a good response to what he wanted to know about here. In reality he didn't need to know much about her, the fact that she was almost six years his junior put him on a little bit of edge. He didn't even know if she knew he was twenty-two, lived alone in a rather nice house with his black lab, or anything having to do with his studies. She might have known about his job, and she sure as hell knew about his car. To be perfectly honest, with himself, he wasn't entirely sure why he had offered to hang out with this random girl he had chatted too on the internet, other than the fact he felt sorry for her when she said she didn't get out much. He couldn't imagine not going out with people, being the life of the party, the center of attention, and just being social. The idea of staying in when there was so much to do out in the world seemed alien to him, but she did say she wanted to go to an ivy league school.

"You know, the normal small talk things. Where you're from, what you wanna do, the weather." He said, he smiled slightly when he said weather because it was starting to rain lightly. He clicked on the windshield wipers and watched as the water was pushed off the windshield. The light turned green and he accelerated forward. " Oh, and we're going to see a friend of mine. Trust me, it'll be fun. No illegal activities to be had." He drove for about five more minutes, and then pulled onto a side road. He followed it for some time, before pulling into the parking lot of a unmarked warehouse. The single light hanging over the door illuminated the parking lot in an off-orange glow, shimmering as the rain reflected the light. "Here we are, ya ready? Gab said, smiling as he shut off the engine and pulled the keys out of the ignition. He opened his door, got out and shut his softly. He walked around the car and opened the passenger side door, gesturing for Teagan to get out and enjoy herself.

[teagan yseult lyons]

teagan had never been one to quite enjoy talking about herself. when it came down to that particular activity and someone asked her to do such a thing, she would always try to change the subject by either making the person answer their own questions or simply starting to talk a completely different thing. she did not see the point in explaining who she was, where she came from, what she had been through in her life so far, when, in fact, they were not really interested in any of it. well, so far, she had only met these uninterested yet bored people who simply wanted to find something to do. she had not met anyone who had seemed to be truly interested about her life. people these days were so egocentric, always thinking about themselves. no one else mattered but themselves. of course, some would have said the opposite. some would have said that certain still knew how to care for others. however, teagan knew better. she knew that, most of the time, people who still seemed to care about other people either would do it for their own good or because there was something that motivated them. to be brief, teagan did not see the point in talking about herself, which explained why she barely ever did it with anyone. however, just as she did not have any particular reason to go out with gabriel except from the fact that she wanted to stop thinking for a single night, she felt the sudden need to let go of everything she had held in ever since she had moved to america. a small village in ireland, east from dublin. uh, i want to be a lawyer, or a doctor, or something along those lines. she started with a small smile, glancing at him as she talked. and i guess the weather pretty much sucks.. she shrugged slightly, looking outside her window at the rain that had suddenly started pouring.

for some reason, as he explained to her that they were only going to see a friend of his and that there would not be any illegal activities going on, she had difficulty to trust him. to her, at least, he did not seem like that simple guy who was going to have an harmless, fun night at a friend’s place. she was convinced that something would be going down, wherever they were going, and her doubts where somewhat confirmed when she finally saw where they were going. it was a warehouse. a rather creepy one, in fact. she stared for a few seconds at the place, giving gabriel plenty of time to get out of his car and come around to her side to hold the door open for her. even though her heart had started beating faster in her chest and even though she was scared to go in, she got out of the car, holding tightly onto her small bag as she did so. what had she gotten herself into? she turned to look up at gabriel, frowning slightly. where are we? she asked him, her voice trembling slightly. she had a really bad feeling about this and wished she would have had a way out. her only one, at this point, was for gabriel to drive her back home. however, she doubt he would do just that seeing as they already were here. taking a deep breath in, she looked back at the warehouse, waiting for the boy to make the first move towards it.

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credit , to me
tagged , mister gabriel montazu hernandez, aka bro.
music , stuff.
outfit , clickers, bby.
words , FIVE EIGHT NINE.
notes , i did what i could. jgtigjrit.

[gabriel montazu hernandez]

Gab closed the door quickly, yet he didn't slam it. The slight frown on her face didn't really phase him, most people had the same reaction when they came here. But most people knew what the place was when they were on their way, a luxury Teagan didn't have at the moment. He placed one hand on his hip, running the other through his slightly damp hair, though it was becoming wetter by the second. He grinned at her, he wanted to ruffle her hair and tell her not to worry so much but that'd be kinda weird. So he simply look at her and said, "We're outside a warehouse, obviously. Don't worry,' He said as he walked toward the door, 'It's not as bad as it seems." Gab knocked loudly on the door three times. He stood there for a minute or two, waiting for the door to open. He really hoped this worked out as planned, if not he'd feel like a total idiot. Gab had made a quick phone call to a friend of his, telling him to set it all up and if it didn't follow through he didn't really know what he would tell Teagan. Finally the door opened to reveal a man about 5'10", wearing black slacks, a deep red button up, a black vest and tie, black thick framed classes and bald. The man looked at Gabriel for a second then said, "Itz about thime you got here. Quick, quick come inzide out of zeh cold."

Gabriel gestured for Teagan to follow and walked inside the warehouse. It wasn't as big as it looked outside, but it was competely empty. Well, empty save for a large white piece of plywood with an equally large white piece of fabric on the floor. There was lighting equipment, a camera, and quite a few open paint buckets laying on the fabric. Gabriel looked at Teagan and said, "Tonight, we're making art." He looked at the man, who was now at the camera messing with it, and said, "This is Sebasian Gutterman, he's a photographer I've worked for on numerous occasions. He's one of the best in the area, and I would argue in the world, and has agreed to be our photographer tonight." Hanz made some sort of waving motion at them, not even looking away from the camera. Gab chuckled and added, "So that's what we're doing, we have some extra clothes if you don't wanna get paint on yours. Come on, lets have some fun." Gab said as he walked quickly to the clothing rack, filled with some pretty expensive clothing, and began to look for something to change into.

[teagan yseult lyons]

even as gabriel reassured her and told her that she did not have to worry about where they were, teagan felt the sudden need to grab his hand, simply to make sure that everything was really going to be alright. she was still skeptic towards the fact that nothing illegal was going down in that warehouse. as they approached the door, she wrapped her arms tightly around herself, feeling her heart beat slightly fatser than it had been in her chest. she would not have said that it was about to jump right out. however, it was still a quite uncomfortable feeling that she did not enjoy and wished he would have told her exactly what they were going to do. as he knocked on the door, she waited impatiently for it to open, expecting to hear some kind of load music and see a tall, large guy asking them for some kind of password. she definitely watched telvision too much. as it did open on a rather tall yet not so large man, the girl swallowed with difficulty and raised an eyebrow as he spoke to gabriel, not seeming to quite see her. well, she was used to being invisible, so it did not really bother her. she followed gabriel inside and stayed quite surprised as she saw what seemed to her like the setting for a photo shoot. she blinked a few times, as if to reassure herself of what she was currently seeing. was gabriel really doing this? was he taking her to one of his photoshoots to try and impress her with his modeling skills? as he spoke again, however, she found her doubts to not be right. she was pretty convinced that the ‘we’ in his sentence implied that she was to take pictures with him. to be honest, she had not been expecting that at all, which explained how her jaw dropped lightly. she stared at the boy, expecting him to burst into laughters and tell her that she was to sit in a chair and watch him go.

are you serious? she asked quietly, moving with him to the rack of clothes. however, he did not seem to be joking at all. the teenager ran a hand quickly through her hair, looking back at the photographer who was smiling at her. they both seemed to expect her to act like a professional, change and simply go for it. however, she knew better. teagan had never quite been the photogenic type. in fact, she would usually tend to freeze whenever she was placed in front of a camera. as a child, her parents had had the hardest of times when they tried to get a smile out of their daughter when they wanted to take family pictures. nothing about that situation had really changed over the years. she dropped her handbag by the clothing rack, pulling her leather jacket off and revealing her rather pale, porcelain-like skin. listen, gabriel.. she murmured as she started looking through the clothes absent-mindedly. maybe this is not such a good idea, you know. i’m not photogenic. and i move awkwardly. she stated, nodding as she looked up at the boy. she still expected for him to laugh and tell her that she should sit down. however, she was now starting to have this strange feeling that he actually wanted her in that photoshoot with him, which probably explained why she had picked out one of the dresses, looking it up and down as if she was scanning it.

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credit , to me
tagged , mister gabriel montazu hernandez, aka bro.
music , stuff.
outfit , clickers, bby.
words , FIVE NINE OH.
notes , i did what i could. jgtigjrit.