John (open everyone)

[Leah]

April moved her hands to his head and was probably messing up his neat hair. Uncontroled she moved one of her hands on his back. She thought 'Enjoy this now while you can'.

[understandingpie]

John felt a thrill run through him. He tryed to make sure he wasn't pressing on her forehead, just holding her head. John never had really kissed any women, so this was his first time. John moved his hands to the middle of her back, not really conscious of hat he was doing. John suddenly pressed his forehead against her forehead, breaking away mouth contact. "April, Ive never done this before. If I hurt you, please tell me"

[Leah]

"Me either, you are are doing fine,"she giggled softly. She reached forward with her lips again. She closed her eyes, "Just fine." She really meant to say it to herself. Oh well she didn't care anymore.

[understandingpie]

John put a finger on her lips while resting his head on hers. "Listen. Its the sound of the Bluejay, coming out. I never hear him until something good is or will happen" John turned to April and smiled. "What do you think?" He said. He wanted to hear her voice. Her beautiful, almost lulling voice.

[Leah]

April blushed feeling stupid for urging John on. She did as she was told. She listened to the sweet, beautiful sound. She pulled her head away. She searched for the bird. She searched in the direction the sound was coming from. She found nothing, but heard the little sound. She looked over and realized she pulled away from John. " Err..I" she whispered. Her voice was horse. She cleared her throat. Her cheeks turned rose red.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to pull away. I was just looking for the sound." she looked at the ground. What if he runs away from me for pulling away? Will John hate me? She looked out in the sky. She realized that it was still dark with a fraction of light from the peaceful moon. She stared at the moon. She took in the sight. She felt connected with the world as if she was an apple in a tiny apple tree.

[understandingpie]

"It's okay." He said. He felt he couldn't really blame her for anything. He realized how.. helpless he felt against her. Like his will wasn't his own anymore. It was a startling thought, but it was true. He found his hand was absently stroking her hair, and he dropped his hand into his own lap. He had no idea what was going on around him, only her. Gah! he thought. Pay attention to... her eyes. Her eyes are so pretty when she's thinking... He blinked. He was slightly uncomfortable with the fact of how aware of her he was, but a small part of his mind really didn't care.