Liz walked in, sniffing the room delicately. "It smells like crap in here," she said point-blank.
Jason held out his hands plaintively as if to say, What did you expect? "You ready to study?" he asked, changing the subject as he clapped his hands and rubbed them together briskly.
"Yeah, I brought my books," she told him, plopping down in the armchair by the door.
Go figure, studying hard was... hard!!
Squeaking by was looking better and better...
He glanced across the room and saw Liz rolling her eyes and making a gagging face.
He turned his back on her. "So, when will you be done with practice?" he asked. He checked his watch. "Great. See you tonight at Mahmoud's?" he asked.
Weirdest thing - Mahmoud and Jason were now best friends. After actually getting to know him, Jason had found out that Moudy was hella cool! As long as he kept his hands off his girlfriend.
Hanging up, Jason turned to Liz. "Come on, we studied enough. Let's go do something!"
Liz sighed as she closed her book. "Fine!"
Jason kept his gaze focused looking straight ahead, ignoring the tingling sensation working it's way through his body at Liz's innocent touch. He had a girlfriend... he had a girlfriend... he had a girlfriend...
"Come on - let's go bowling!" he said. Before, he might've grabbed her arm and tugged her inside, but with his body on high alert, he didn't trust himself to touch her.
"This is so lame," Liz complained. "I've never been bowling before! You're going to beat me!"
"Aw, come on! You've gotta try!" Jason said. "It's easy! Watch!"
"Oh come on!" Liz exclaimed with a laugh. This was going to take forever if he bowled like this each time!
Jason chuckled. "Yeah, let's go grab some food before the party."
"Oh man! It's 8 pm already! We gotta get going!" he said.
Liz frowned. "Oh, I don't think I'm going," she said, already making her excuses.
Jason slung his arm around her shoulder. "Ah, come on, you gotta come, Liz! It won't be the same without you!"
"I hate going to Frat house parties," she grumbled. "Everyone gets drunk and acts like idiots."
"That's half the fun! Come on, we'll have fun!" he said firmly. "I'm not going without you."
Liz hesitated, then reluctantly agreed.
"JASON! What are you doing?" Liz yelped with surprise as Jason reached for his pants.
"NO!" Liz snapped.
Jason cocked his head and grinned wickedly. "Well, you could probably strip down to your bra and panties. I don't think anyone would complain!"
Liz glared at him. "I knew this was a bad idea!" she groused.
"I'm gonna head in and find Ashley. I'll see you inside!"
"What's up?" Jason asked.
"Uh, yeah," Jason said, a little impatiently. Everyone knew he and Liz hung out.
"Well," Mahmoud said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "Is she seeing anybody?"
Liz gave the dyed blonde guy a stink look. "Who wants to know?"
Mahmoud blew out his breath. "Er, Jason suggested I come talk to you," he said nervously, quickly adding, "Thanks for coming to the party..."
Ashley smirked. She knew how good she looked. "You look pretty sexy, yourself," she told him, eating up his muscled chest. "Come with me," she said, crooking her finger at him.
Ashley grinned wickedly. "Oh yeah, I'm sure!"
"JASON!" Mahmoud yelled again with a fresh bout of pounding.
Ashley snickered. "I think we already did that!" she cracked.
Jason grinned across the room at Ashley. God, he loved that girl!