The Orphanage. ( New and Accepting.)

Jordan sat next to her, kissing her again.

Personilaty: Jordan is a punk, you really don't want to mess with him. He snaps really easy.

(Muahahahaha i broke him)

Willow loops her arms around his neck holding herself to him. She kisses him back letting her body relax.

((No one has done that before. Kudos.))

Jordan lifted her onto his lap, her arms still around his neck. He kissed her again. "Your beautiful."

(thank you, thak you very much )

Willow blushes, "What ever you say..." She says sarcasticly.

Jordan kissed her again. "I'm serious."

Willow grins, "You probably say that to any girl who will let you throw cereal at them" she murmurs laughing softly.

Jordan thought about that. "I don't know. Walls don't have much choice now do they?"

Willow smiles laughing agin, "You have a point" she says before kissing him again.

Jordan kissed her again, smiling. He had never felt this way before.

Willow finally breaks away from his kiss. "That was... amazing" she says out of breath. she lays her head back on his pillow looking up at him and smiling.

Jordan smiled, "Glad ya think so."

((Gahh. I think they should fade to black soon. 'Cause it will be entertaining to type Jordan beating up himself afterwards.))

(lol okays)

Willow looks up at him, "what? you didn't think so?" she says laughing softly.

"'Course I do." Jordan leaned over her, kissing her again.

Willow smiles and fades to black with Jordan...

(want to skip to after?)

(i just have to share this with you guys, i found it on 'Status Shuffle' on FaceBook, "Everyday I think people can't get any stupider. Everyday I'm proven horribly wrong." XD )

((Yeah. And nice Danw.. nice.))

Jordan was lying next to her on his bed, glancing at her every once in a while. "God... oh god. Did we just do that?"

Willow rolls on to her side, "Yes, i think we did" she says softly.

He stood up, pulling on boxers and pants. He then put on a hoodie. "God.. I'm dead. You got to get out of here."

Willow looks at him confused but gets dressed any way. "What's wrong?" she asks him softly. She leans against the door frame watching him.

"He's gonna kill me. You have to get out of here." Jordan opened his door.

Willow doesn't move, "He who?" she asks crossing her arms over her chest in a stubborn way.

"Drake." Jordan kissed her, "Please, you got to leave."

Willow froms but nods, "fine" she snaps. She turns and walks out of the room. She walks down the hall and back to her room.

Jordan went and sat on his bed, beating himself up inside.

Willow quickly walks back into her room. She slams the door closed and flops down on her bed. She presses her face into her pillow crying softly.