`` standing on the rooftop ready to fall, ;; open

[jisell kesler]

Standing on the rooftop had become a hobby of Jisells. It was a warm night for it being winter. Jisell just wrapped her petite self in a plush blanket and sat on the corner of the rooftop, her feet dangling off the five story edge.

She couldn't understand why people where afriad of heights. For as long as she could remember, she loved heights. She loved to climb trees and jump off of things. One time, Jisell had even crawled on top of her dresser and jumped off of it into a pit of pillows and blankets. Needless to say, her parents and brothers scolded her. So, she only did it when she was alone.

Her hair was waving in the wind, slightly whipping her face. It wasn't that cold, but the wind was chilling. She hugged her blanket closer to her. Even though she was wearing a sweatshirt, she could feel the wind whip through her. Jisell shivered lightly but put up with it.

The view was amazing. She loved watching the people and the cars scurry around below her, like ants. She loved observing them, watching. Tonight, not many people were out. Well, it would most likely be due to the fact that it was a Tuesday night. Jisell cursed herself for not having anything better to do. She could always visit her brothers or London, but she just want to get away from it for awhile. For some reason, the scenery had a serene effect on her.

[enrique garcia]

sit back, relax, relapse,,

Ricky could count on the rooftop being the one place he could bet on when he wanted to be alone. Which was rare, seeing as though he always enjoyed the company of another person. Just, once in a while a guy needs his own space, right? So, this was what led to one Enrique Garcia sneaking onto the roof for some quiet time. He was pretty sure there was a low chance that there would be anyone there, seeing as though there weren’t going to be any parties that he was aware of that day. If anyone was the first to know anything about when or where a party was going to take place then it would be Ricky. In his own little world he liked to consider himself the king of the fourth floor. What with being one of the few seniors up there and one of the heaviest partiers.

The wind blew sharply across his face and he zipped up the tight hoodie that clung nicely to his body the rest of the way. He would have stuffed his hands in his pockets too had his urge for nicotine not started raging at that precise moment. It was a good job he carried a packet of cigarettes around with him everywhere, so that he was ready for any surprising crave.

The cigarette was lit in a matter of moments, and he quickly breathed out in relief. When he was smoking he was at his own high and didn’t have a care in the world. They made him forget his troubles and now he was completely reliant on them; he just didn’t like to admit it. In his mind he thought that the amount he smoked was acceptable, but it blatantly wasn’t. He could go throw several packs throughout the day. It was ridiculous.

A slight grin crossed his face, however, as he noticed Jiselle sitting on the corner of the rooftop. Cautiously he went over to her, not making enough sound to make her notice him. Once he was behind her he wrapped his hands over her eyes for a fraction of a second, then thinking that that was a rather unoriginal way of confronting someone and letting go. He smiled and kissed her cheek before sitting himself beside her. “Saludos señorita.” He said, in his more than charming Spanish. He had spent most of his life in New York, but could pull off a completely believable Spanish accent at the same time.

[jisell kesler]

Jisell felt warm hands clasp over her eyes. A smirk played her lips and she gripped the edge. If she wasn't so scared easily, she would've screamed and hopped off the ledge on accident, plunging to her death. She let this thought play her mind for awhile before she felt lips on her cheek.

“Saludos señorita.”

"Hola, Ricky." Jisell said, knowing that voice anywhere. She watched him slide into place next to her. She heaved a breath and turned to her friend. "What brings you out here?" Jisell asked. She kind of knew, but figured asking this would start a conversation. She knew about his smoking and she didn't care. Not that she liked it or anything, but hey, that is his life not hers.

"I'm quite sure it wasn't for the view or the freezing girl on the ledge." Jisell said. Her lips played up in a smirk as she looked to her friend. They had been through so much, and yet here they were goofing off on the rooftop. She knew that if she was with Ricky, she would have fun. Even though they got into fights often, Ricky knew that if he yelled at Jisell, she would yell back.

Plus, who else can get kicked out of Costco in under 5 minutes?

[enrique garcia]

Ricky simply shrugged to Jiselle's question. It didn't need to be answered because the answer was so blatantly obvious. He needed a smoke and couldn't do it in his dorm because his roommate was already choking to death on the passive smoke. He knew that a lot of people didn't like the fact that he smoked. Well, that was mainly the kids on the other floors. The goodie-goodies that seemed to be into studying every minute of the day. Oh, what a bore.The kids on the fourth floor were cool with the smoking and drinking though, but even a few raised eyebrows when witnessing ricky smoke like there's no tomorrow. Honestly? Ricky couldn't give two shits. He knew that he was screwing with his life but it was fucked up already so he didn't see the harm in continuing.

He drew the cigarette away from his lips and smirked a little. "Oh? And how would you know? It can be quite a turn on, you know. And the freezing bit is an added bonus." He let the remains of the cigarette fall to the ground and wrapped his arms around Jiselle. "It means she'll need with a little warming up." He grinned playfully. Yep, it was pretty damn fun toying with girls, but only when the girl actually knows she's being toyed with. He'd made lots of girls cry in the past but it wasn't his fault they were so oblivious to the reality.

Being with Jiselle was fun though. They didn't need to take each other so seriously and even when they got into fights they managed to get over it in minutes. Out of all the freshmen girls Ricky guessed that Jiselle was one of his favourites because she damn well knew how to have fun, and he loved that.

[jisell kesler]

"Oh? And how would you know? It can be quite a turn on, you know. And the freezing bit is an added bonus."

Jisell smiled and dangled her legs over the edge a bit. People looked like ants down there. It was pretty funny watching them scurry around. She turned to the boy next to her and shook her head. " A fetish I will never understand." She smiled and nudged him a bet. Jisell felt his warm arms encircle her and she smiled and snuggled up next to him.

"It means she'll need with a little warming up."

Jisell made a 'ummmhmmmm' noise and rested her cheek on his chest. She kissed hi jawline and wrapped her arms around his waist. Ricky was one of the only guys she could do this with.

[enrique garcia]

Ricky simple laughed at Jiselle's response. "That's just one of many." He stated with a chuckle, obviously joking. As he put his arms around her he could sense how cold she was. "God, you're freezing." He said, shuddering visibly as he let her body rest closer to him. Yep, it's safe to presume that Ricky pretty much was an open man. He never got tied down with one girl and even thought that led to broken hearts along the way, it meant he could do whatever he wished with whomever he wanted. He had met young Jisell at a party where she coincedently ended up in his bed. Since then they'd been attached at the hip. Sure, it's a weird way to make friends but that was Rick'y life.

"Anyway, what are you doing sitting up here?" He asked. "I'd like to think that you weren't thinking of jumping off." Knowing Jisell, that was probably precisely what she was planning to do. He noticed that the freshmen girls this year were a lot wilder than before, but whatever, he wasn't complaining. He raised a brow and smirked, "You were waiting for me, weren't you? Somehow you knew I'd be up here and decided to come here. You girls can't resist me." He laughed, shaking his head; more at himself than the girl. He knew he could be an overconfident ass at times, but he also knew that that was the thing people loved about him.