Jara (PRIVATE)

"Yeah. I decided since you don't like my muscles or abs, I would go to the gym alone. I did. Then, at the beach, there were JFGs, and I was like, 'girls, I have a girlfriend, stopping trying to kiss me,' but they were like, 'fine, but can we at least touch one of those gorgeous tan muscles or your abs?' and I was like, 'well my girlfriend doesn't like them, so sure.' Oh, and I'm going to stop working out, and sell all my shirts for long sleeve shirts and I'll never flex or show my abs again." He thought this was pretty clever for a pretty boy. "So, bye."

Tara grabbed his arm, "What are you doing Jason?" The thought of Jason changing his entire life style seemed bizarre. "You don't need to change your life. Why... Why are you? Jason I never said- what if..." Tara couldn't finish her sentence. She didn't even know what she was trying to say. "I didn't say I didn't like your abs. I was joking when I said I didn't care if you didn't flex. You can't be Jason Sungo without your muscle... Shirts." Tara huffed. "Jason? You know no one in my cabin is awake right? How were the JFG there? They insist on nine hours of sleep."

"Relax, I was trying to get you to crack. I read your diary last night. It was sweet. A bit creepy and obsessed, but still sweet. I'm sorry you felt alone." He smiled at her. "And plus, now I know you love my muscles and abs. I knew you couldn't resist." He flexed, then bent down a bit.

She shoved him back slightly. "You're a jerk," she laughed at herself, she hated that entire diary. She pulled his neck down and kissed him on the cheek, "you're really messed up."

Jason picked her up, from around the waist, and carried her like that into the forest-hiding spot. He sat down on a rock, so now she was sitting on his lap, towards him. He stared into her eyes, then finally said, "man, you really need some breath spray." He smiled at her.

Tara put her head in his chest embarrassed, "I just woke up."

"Hey, who cares. Maybe tomorrow you can write about how every time you've ever kissed dreamy Jason your breath stank like skunk." He kissed her.

She pulled away, "don't kiss me if I smell!" She felt bad her breath smelt bad. It was just always unexpected when he kissed her.

"So don't kiss you ever?" he teased. He got up, and carried her back to her cabin, putting her down. "Alright, I'll wait here......and go do something..." when she left, he bolted to go gargle.

"Don't you ever not stink, Tina? Jason smells so hunk-alicious and you smell like dog poop. Shouldn't you be embarrassed?"

"Oh, great your up." Tara walked into the bathroom and showered quickly using one of her sisters body scrubs. When she brushed her teeth she loaded up on tooth paste and brushed twice. She never had this issue, and now it was sriving her insane. Tara went outside and sat on the porch with her head in her hands.

Jason approached. "Are you...crying?" He sat by her. "You look beautiful. We can do something you like, if you want. Like, go to to the library. I'm sure as long as there's mirrors there I'll be fine." He smiled. He'd been trying to boost her spirit all day. "Then maybe you can meet Kaden, Nick, Zalia, Teagan, and Nick's dog, Brownie later. I wonder where those five are."

"Why do I smell?" Tara was talking into her hands not wanting to look up. "It won't go away."

Jason just laughed. "That's such a stupid question. You may not be like Aphrodite kids brain wise, but look wise and worry-wise, you're the same. Here, my back's a bit better. Do you want to go to that diner later?" He put an arm around her, letting her rest on his muscly shoulder. "Would feeling my abs make you feel better?" he said, jokingly, and laughed.

Tara leaned on Jason and looked out into the courtyard, "so, you're saying I still smell."

"No, you smell a lot better. I'm saying you worry too much. He looked at his watch. "9:00 AM? That's not nearly enough time to get ready for the date!" He ran as quickly as he could to his cabin.

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Jason waited outside of the cabin for her. He was in a tuxedo. He had spent six hours getting ready. If she didn't compliment him he'd be pretty mad. Ah, who was he kidding. He wouldn't get mad at her.

After Jason left Tara went back to bed because she only slept for two hours that night. She woke up with feathers all over her bed, which she really didn't understand. Tara wore a creme colored dress and a pair of heels. She curled her hair and brushed her teeth again. When she finished she opened the door and saw Jason. "Wow."

"Can say the same thing about yourself." Jason thought she looked really pretty. He offered her his arm. He took her, via taxi, to the fancy place.

ooc: I'll make it and pm you the link.