Making a Mark

Ray was freaking out. She couldn't exactly turn poor Greg down. He was shy and cute, but she just wasn't good with dates. She was, however, thankful that she wasn't at home and thus couldn't be forced to wear that horrible dress.

Instead she'd changed into a tighter pair of jeans, and a black tee-shirt that actually fit her. She wasn't about to really really dress up for this guy. She pulled her hair into a silky ponytail, and did her makeup a bit.

As she was leaving the room, she decided to have her hair down for once, and pulled the elastic out, puting it on her wrist and leaving her hair to shower over her shoulders. She looked up and was startled to see a slightly grumpy Chris pacing in the general area of her room. "Ehh.. Hi Chris, what are you doing here?" she asked nervously.

She nibbled on her lip when she realized the irony of where her room was situated. Not far from where Chris had kissed her. A light, involuntary blush came into her cheeks.

Ray nodded. She was sceptacle of his answer, but if he didn't want to tell her, then that was fine. "I see." she said, though she really didn't. She tucked some hair behind her ears.

And then she looked a bit panicked. "Oh.. Uh.. You heard that." she sounded a little bit like she dreaded that, and then started to move forward. "But you're right. I should go." she nibbled on her lip and headed in the general direction of the lounge, walking slowly.

She was pleasantly pleased with Greg's reaction to her. He jogged up to her and grinned. "You clean up even better." he murmured, taking a strand of her hair in his fingers and playing with it for a minute.

Ray blushed and pointed at the basket he held. "What's that?" she asked him, shifting nervously, unused to a nice guy looking at her the way Greg was.

Greg grinned. "It's a picnic." he replied, slipping an arm around her waist and leading her out of the lounge.

They ate the picnic on the beach, and talked for a bit, though mostly it was eating in silence. That that was mostly because Ray wasn't so good with hanging around with guys in any sense other than friendship.

Finally, Greg decided he was going to break the ice once and for all. He sidled closer to her, slipped one hand around her, pulling her closer to him, and tilted her head up at him. "I guess you haven't figured out how much I like you yet." he said softly, a teasing grin on his face.

Something about the look in his eyes made her blush, and feel uncomfortable yet exccited. He kissed her, and she kissed him back, closing her eyes. Maybe Greg would be better than chasing her silly crush on Chris after all.

The screeching older woman made Ray break the kiss and look. Greg was annoyed by this, but settled for kissing her neck while she was looking away.

Ray was suddenly struck by two things. The first was the person who was being beaten was Chris, and the second was that TJ had kissed her neck the same way. She stood up quickly, a mixture of fear and anger coarsing through her veins. "Excuse me for a minute." she said darkly, and started to stalk towards Chris.

And, of course, leaving behind a very perturbed Greg.

She apologized sweetly to the lady, using the excuse of Chris being her retarded cousin, and then dragged him a bit of a distance away. She gripped the front of his shirt tightly, her intense gaze full of annoyance. "You had better have a REALLY good reason for being on the same beach at the same time as me and Greg." she growled, holding his shirt so tightly that he couldn't move away from her.

Greg, who was uncomfortable with the situation, hollered a good bye, packed up, and made a quick getaway.

And had Ray been in the right frame of mind, her heart probably would have stopped and she would have blushed profusely. As it were, she was too annoyed. In fact, his admitting that he was here because of her made her even more annoyed. "Chris. You are not my brother. You're Scythe's older brother. It's not your job to risk your life. You have no right to pull something like this!" she let go of his shirt, still glaring up at him.

She planted her hands on her hips. "And now my date's gone." she added, looking back to the place where Greg had been. She was fuming. "Thanks a lot." she glared at him, and then spun on her heel, heading down to the water. She planned to go swimming, clothes and all, to cool herself off.

Ray spun on her heel and batted a frustrated hand at him. "Just wait a second!" she hollered back, before quickly diving into the ocean and completely submerging herself. Successfully cooling her head for a minute. She emerged from the water, dripping wet, but glared cooly at Chris, crossing her arms across her chest. "Okay fine. What?" she questioned, her eyes still cloudy with anger.

He had no right to just barge in there and completely destroy her attempt to get over him. Not to mention she felt a little bit slimed by Greg, since she wasn't sure that guys were supposed to do that on a first date. She was pretty sure they weren't.