"What's in a name?"

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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Stay awake....Stay awake....Open eyes. Eyes start to shut slowly again. Open eyes. Eyes start to close ever so slowly once more. Stay awake, Braxton...

"Why, of course you can. Make yourself at home!"
He felt a touch on his arms as he was led from the chair back into her living quarters. His feet were moving sluggish and it made his head feel all light and airy the was she was guiding him around.

Oh how nice of you...

But before he could object or protest, Nayeli stopped him by the bed and he had to grab a hold of her desk to keep from toppling over sideways onto it. Two left feet like cinderblocks...and a head full of helium, like a balloon animal tied to a cart... Or.. who knows.

"No, Braxton, you can have the bed, I'll be just fine on the couch. Now rest up, you look like you could use a good night's sleep. Don't you ever sleep over in your dorm?"

Braxton just shook his head and let it hang there for a little bit. Last time he slept was... Before he learned his roommate was into men. Now he was a man, and his roommate was a man; and well, that just wasn't going to work - not cause Braxton was homophobic, oh no - more like not agreeing with his morals. He had been brought up a god-fearing boy, and in heaven's name two boys just didn't add up into his picture of the what the 'good-book' says.

"Sleep is...Sleepy. I used to take naps. he tried to explain but didn't see the point and quit all together when the words coming out of his mouth became less than intelligent.

Really, He shouldn't hold it against Martin. For all Braxton knew, he wasn't his type. That brought a question to mind -Did queers have types? He didn't know, but he would have to get to know Martin and try to come to an understanding with him. Is queer acceptable to say?

"Don't be silly, mamacub. You have your bed, and I'll have a good night's sleep. I'll uh, just go to the cowboy's trench to let you change..?"

He stood up from her bed to let her by and headed towards the restroom to take a piss. Washing his hands, he splashed water onto his face and let it run down his neck, onto his shirt wetting it, as he took in the sight of himself in the mirrow He looked a mess, with dark pouches beneath his eyes.

He sighed and took it off his shirt by the hem as he walked back, forgetting what the appropriate measures would be about undressing with a lady present in the room. A thought struck him as he leaned against the door way to watch her. He'd never had a sleep over with a girl before; how humorous.

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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"Sleep is...Sleepy. I used to take naps."

Elle tilted her head to the side, smiling at him. Aw, he was so tired.. He reminded her of a little boy she used to babysit. His words would get all jumbled up and confused when he was tired. It was so cute. She just wanted to cuddle him up and let him sleep.

"Don't be silly, mamacub. You have your bed, and I'll have a good night's sleep. I'll uh, just go to the cowboy's trench to let you change..?"

She moved out of his way slightly and watched him duck into the bathroom. In his absence, she threw on a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top. When she turned around, he was re-entering the room, pulling off his shirt.

Uhm...

Elle opened her mouth to say something, but she closed it again, quite lost for words. She looked away, feeling a rose color tinting her cheeks again and when she felt up to it, she looked at him again.

"Brax, really. I insist. Take the bed. You need the sleep much more than I do."

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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Now his mama would eat his heart out if she knew he was staying with a girl in her dorm - alone - and unsupervised. Unheard of. Well good thing mother's didn't have to know everything, and his mother wasn't one to keep in touch or visit often, so she would have no way of finding out about this one time thing.

Course, those same ideals and manners were deepset into Braxton's personality. With Nayeli's offer to crash and offer her hospitality, the least he could do was be a gentleman and take the couch or floor or whatever.

"Brax, really. I insist. Take the bed. You need the sleep much more than I do."

So that's what he said he'd do. And by golly, if she was going to get in the way of that -- well she just better be prepared to feel the wrath of his Southern upbringing and stubborness.

"Nayeli Roy, I don't think you understan' what a gentleman is, 'cos I well meant what I said." he paused to look her in the eyes to show he was serious. "So unless you're plannin' on sharin' that bed of your's with me, you best hand me a pillow, dear.."

He gave a knock-out, crooked smile with his drowsy bedroom eyes and waited for her answer. He folded his shirt and set it down neatly next to his shoes, belt and phone. Then undid his pants and stepped out of them to fold and set ontop of his other possessions whilst standing in his boxers before her.

"Well, goodnight sweets." he said as he kissed her forehead and grabbed a pillow off her bed.

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Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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[NAYELI ROY]

"Nayeli Roy, I don't think you understan' what a gentleman is, 'cos I well meant what I said. So unless you're plannin' on sharin' that bed of your's with me, you best hand me a pillow, dear.."

A little lost for words, Elle just stood there in a daze. She really didn't want him to sleep on the floor. It was just downright uncomfortable. She looked at the bed, making up her mind.

"Alright, Brax. Then hop back onto the bed. We're sharing. I'm not letting my friend sleep on the floor of my dorm. It's rude and uncomfortable."

Her father would slaughter her on the spot right now..

Turning back, she saw Braxton tugging off his pants.

Uh............. Ooookay....

Focus. Focus, Elle. Bed. Sleep. Braxton.. No! Bed, sleep. Sleep. Bed. Pants. Braxton. Bed. NO! Focus..

Now her father would definitely slaughter her.

"Well, goodnight sweets."

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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"Alright, Brax. Then hop back onto the bed. We're sharing. I'm not letting my friend sleep on the floor of my dorm. It's rude and uncomfortable."

Braxton stood unmoving for a second. He didn't actually think she would be alright with that. By heaven's he just wanted to get his point across! What was he supposed to do now? He couldn't just crawl into a ladies bed with her in her underdress.

Oh no, no, no. He was in a pickle.

Taking the pillow in both of his hands he pulled at the corners to fluff it up. He had to give his hands something to do, anything to try getting his mind around sleeping with Nayeli as only friends. Boy, was he fixin' for a good thrashing. He'd be deader than a doornail if word got out about this.

Don't go gettin' yer gussie up, Brax 'ol boy. Who would find out about this? Wasn't no big deal - just bein' friendly - nothin' aint going to change that anyways. Big ol'worry-wort..

"Just this once," he sighed, and noticed that she was staring at him. "Better make room there."

Was she blushing? What was she blushing for?
He suddenly felt self-concious of his nakedness in front of her, more worried that he'd make her more embarrassed than ashamed - God forbid that he make her cry again - and waited for her to look away. It wasn't his fault if she liked the view, anyways. He gave her a sleepy smile to let her know he could tell what she was thinking and it was okay with him, being the tom-cat's kitten he was.

Resigned to take up her offer, he walked to the switch and turned off the light and then carefully laid down on the bed. Being sure to be as close to the edge as possible, that way they had the most potential room between them so he wouldn't embarrass her more, and exhalled deeply. Sleep at last...

'Cause this was your gift... your gift...
Holy smokes, a star that I kissed.
The galaxy that was inside your eyes was in need, i said it was in need of a of a brand new shining light, so I wished to the dark sky up above that all I had was to be answered and willingly turned over to you.
'Cos you are the star that shines and at this I smile...

Sleep found him instantly, and the dreams he had were as sweet as any summer night he had back home.

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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[NAYELI ROY]

"Just this once, better make room there."

Elle breathed a sigh of relief. She hated making people feel un-welcome, so she was glad that he agreed. How rude would it be to make him sleep on the floor!? She would never ask someone to do that.

At the same time, she was a little antsy. She hadn't slept in the same bed as a boy since she was nine. And that was with her brother Kayson, when she'd had a bad dream.

This boy here was not related to her. True, he was one of her closest and most trusted friends, and she knew he would never do anything to harm her or make her uncomfortable.

But it was still odd.

Its not like she was embarrassed to be seen in her pajamas. Heaven knows that her brother's friends had seen her in them enough.
Sure, she was a little embarrassed to be seeing Braxton in only boxers, but she pushed away the awkwardness.

They were friends, having a sleepover. She repeated this over and over in her mind, remembering the sleepovers she had had with her girl friends back home.

It's just the same, she thought, only Braxton is a boy. And no one can ever find out about this.

She watched him walk over to flip the light switch and she lifted her side of the covers, getting in, careful not to touch him as he did the same.

Laying in the dark, she listened to the sound of Brax's deep breathing; he was already asleep. She smiled a little. This wasn't half as awkward as she thought it would be. In fact, it was kind of nice. Sleeping in the dorm by herself was not very relaxing. Usually the silence spooked her a little. But with Braxton here, everything was safe and calm and she soon found herself drifting off into her dreams.

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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Dreams of a galaxy far above him, stars dancing in the night, and wishing all he had for that star, kept him sleeping peacefully throughout the night. Braxton woke refreshed, something he had greatly taken for granted before this, and smiled as he found Nayeli still fast asleep.

During the night he must have rolled from the edge closer to her because he had to gently lift her arm from its spot across his stomach and lay her head back down on her own pillow when he got up. He didn't remember them cuddling when he had fallen asleep... Maybe that's why he had slept so well despite her snoring. She sure could clear underbrush with that chainsaw! There goes the forest now! He smiled to himself, and looked all too proud of himself for being an early riser so he could witness this.

Early riser, no kidding. Braxton was horrorfied by the upright riser in his shorts called morning wood. My word..! Braxton prayed that Nayeli didn't notice anything. He quickly bent over to pick up his things from the side of the bed and went to the bathroom. He turned on the faucet to the shower and stepped inside as the water started to heat up. Soaping up, he scrubbed his hair and face and let the suds run down his chest and legs.

He stood beneath the water with his eyes closed, imagining he was floating on the surface of the swimming hole back home. Boy did he miss Texas..! He'd have to make Elle come visit him when school got out.

He turned off the water, stepped out to dry off and pulled on his boxers. Pulling on his boxers, Brax went into the kitched and noticed the dirty dishes from last night's meal. He filled the sink with water and washed the pot, pan, utensils, and their plates.

His stomach was already growling and it was hardly even six hours since he last ate. He scratched at his stomach and tried not to pay attention to the surprise morning wood. Giving in to the much more obese side of him, Braxton made himself a bowl cereal and hoped that it went away before Nayeli got up.

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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[NAYELI ROY]

Elle's sapphire eyes popped open, startled. The shower was running.
She suddenly remembered that Braxton had spent the night and her tensed muscles relaxed.

A boy in her bed. That was certainly a new one. Definitely one story she could not share with Kayson, even though she and her brother were close.

She remembered waking up for a few moments, when Braxton had rolled over and cuddled up to her side. He had looked so cute and helpless that Elle couldn't help but put her arm around him, easily falling back asleep.

Had Braxton woken up with her arms around him? She sincerely hoped not. That one would be a little hard to explain.
Or, did it even happen? She was known for dreaming too hard, making the dream seem as if it were real.

It probably didn't happen. It couldn't have.

Nayeli heard the shower turn off and she swung her legs over the side of the bed, gathering her shower things.

As soon as Braxton left the bathroom, she ducked in, not really glancing at him, as she knew that her hair was probably in a mess of curls.

She showered quickly, not taking too much notice of the temperature. She got out, dried off and put her favorite shirt and a pair of jeans. She also dried her hair (it looked a mess..) and brushed the blonde waves carefully.

She exited the bathroom, just as Brax was helping himself to a bowl of cereal.

She didn't notice anything strange until she took a look at his surprised face, probably not realizing that she was awake yet.

I didn't realize we were going camping, Elle thought, smirking

She hid her face with a curtain of her golden hair, trying not to let her silent chuckle be seen by him. Luckily, she had a brother with a lot of friends who stayed overnight. She was pretty used to this, but just the same, Braxton had woken up in her bed this morning (possibly with her arms around him..) and it was also a bit embarrassing as well as funny.

Elle scowled at herself mentally; she shouldn't be laughing at him. It wasn't his fault, after all.

But she found herself at a loss for words. Which was probably just as well; she might say something stupid..

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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Suddenly he heard Nayeli moving, a door open, and her snicker at him.

Oh Shit..! Braxton thought as Nayeli turned the corner and startled him. His heart beat began thudding louder and quicker, and his palms began to sweat as a nice red blush cozied on up his face. To cover up his still exciteable state out of decency, he dropped his cereal onto the floor.

Oh Shit..! He bent down quickly and grabbed the cereal bowl to hold in front of his woody so she couldn't see.

"Sorry, I didn't.. I'll clean that up. Don't.." Darnit, this wasn't going so smoothly. "...You're up early."
He stated with a slight inflection in his voice as it broke nervously. Change of subject. He turned around to grab a towel and wiped up the milk and soggy cereal from the floor. He coughed, cleared his throat, and turned away from Nayeli to wash out his bowl.

Think of something else. Think of something non-sexual. Melons? No. No! Bad choice. Something else.... School. Band class. Cafeteria food. Mother was coming to visit. His roommate Martin looking at queer-porn in their dorm.

Ew, that last one was just disgusting - but it did the trick, and Braxton's hard-on was finally gone. He wished he could just disappear. Elle had totally noticed it...Braxton prayed she hadn't though.

Passing by her, trying to ignore the amazing scent coming from her freshly washed hair that smelt like heaven, and went into the bedroom. Braxton grabbed his pants and threw them on as fast as he could. "Hey, what time is it..? We gotta get to class." He asked worriedly as he stuck his head through the hole of his shirt and put it on backwards. He grabbed his belt, keys, and phone while trying to keep his balance as he stuck one foot into each shoe.

Weren't they going to be late for school if they didn't hurry? Especially Braxton needed to hurry if it was close to school time; if he was late again he would have to serve another detention.

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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[NAYELI ROY]

Elle felt bad the moment he noticed that she was there. He was blushing furiously, completely startled and embarrassed.

"Oh Shit..!"

The cereal bowl clattered to the floor and as he dove quickly to retrieve it, Elle stepped closer cautiously.

"Sorry, I didn't.. I'll clean that up. Don't.."

She bent down to help him clean the floor, smartly keeping her gaze locked on the floor. She wasn't about to distract herself. Or embarrass him further. The poor boy was franticly trying to find something to do to calm down.

"...You're up early."

She shrugged, "I just heard the shower. Which was a surprise, considering how I was sleeping so deeply," she offered, trying to lighten his mood.

She wondered vaguely if perhaps she hadn't been dreaming.. Maybe Braxton had woken up with her all over him..
How terribly embarrassing! But that was one explanation..

Apparently, Braxton had had an eventful morning.

"Hey, what time is it..? We gotta get to class."

...What time was it? She really wasn't sure. After all, she was never one to have an alarm clock handy, and the archaic wall clock in the dorm had probably come to a stand-still years ago.

Brax shot past her into the bedroom, probably looking to get dressed.

She paused in the doorway, wanting to say something comforting to him, but couldn't think of what to say.

She thought he looked kind of funny, the way he was nervously darting around, shooting her glances like he was a little kid who had gotten caught doing something naughty. What a cutie, so worried about her reaction. She definitely shouldn't have laughed. She should have just pretended not to notice.

"Braxton? It's okay, just calm down, I didn't mean to- to laugh or anything.." she struggled for the right words, laying a hand lightly on his bare shoulder, "I was just.. surprised?" The word came out as a question, leaving it open for replacement of a better word.

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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Braxton spun his head around the room as he lifted the shirt off over his head once he realized the tag was in the front against his throat. He searched the walls looking for any kind of clock in the dorm, but didn't find any at all. No alarm clock. No time on the DVD player or TV. No laptop - He guessed Elle has stashed it so he couldn't read anymore - so he couldn't check the time on that.

Falling over onto the bed with an "Umph!", Braxton reached into his pocket and took out his cellphone to check the time. 7:34 AM. Sitting upright, he dropped his phone back into his jeans pocket and gave a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't going to be late this morning. Heck - he even had time to run back to his dorm to change his clothes and take a trip to the dry-cleaner's if he wanted to. Lots of time to kill since it was still early in the morning. That was bold.

"I just heard the shower. Which was a surprise, considering how I was sleeping so deeply."

He wondered how in Jesus' name, she managed to wake up on time usually without an alarm clock! It must be a miracle, or she has a really good internal clock, by the way she snored to beat the band.

"Elle, you sleep sounder than the dead on a mission to destroy the rainforest with that chainsaw o'your's," he joked, fixing his belt back around his jeans. She weren't cutting trees -- she had been clearing underbrush all morning; probably why he woke up so early, though he didn't want to really embarrass her by admitting that to her.

"Do you charm all the boys with that snore, sweet heart? My favorite part was when you took over my pillow like Nazi-Germany took Poland! Hiel Fraulein-Roy!" Braxton imitated the Nazi-salute as he walked brazenly into the kitchen. He laughed and leaned against the doorframe with his lopsided grin.

Heh.. It wasn't that big of a deal to begin with. Every guy from the age of thirteen to thirty-five wakes up with morning wood occasionally. It was a normal response, that blood was just rushing to his genitals, resulting in a hard-on based stimuli. Nothing he could have controlled, even if he knew it was going to happen beforehand, so there was no reason for either of them to be embarrassed.

"Braxton? It's okay, just calm down, I didn't mean to - laugh or anything.. I was just.. surprised?" She trailed off leaving it as a question instead of statement.

"Surprised -- shocked -- impressed?" Braxton offered with a smile which made him look all too pleased with himself. It was a look he gave to his friend that he knew would drive her crazy, and finally put his shirt on the correct way with the tag in back this time.

"Don't flatter yourself too much, Nayeli, it's a natural occurence -- Had nothing to do with you purring across my body last night." He teased while leaning on his elbows against the counter towards her. He wasn't going to let her lay that bit down. Boy, was she an wasy one to kid!

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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[NAYELI ROY]

"Elle, you sleep sounder than the dead on a mission to destroy the rainforest with that chainsaw o'your's. Do you charm all the boys with that snore, sweet heart? My favorite part was when you took over my pillow like Nazi-Germany took Poland! Hiel Fraulein-Roy!"

Elle smirked. Her snore was pretty much legendary in her home. No one had snored that badly since her grandfather had passed away. In an odd sort of way, her father once told her that it made him happy that she snored, that she had a bit of her grandfather in her.
Funnily enough, she’d actually gotten compliments (and teasing of course) from her brother and his friends. Karson’s friends stayed over periodically and they let her hang out with them, which she enjoyed. They were easy people to like.
Unfortunately, his friends had stopped coming over. Her parents really considered Karson to be the failure of the family, and expected Elle to rise above his ideas and desires. Karson didn’t like to hang around at home anymore.

"Surprised -- shocked -- impressed? Don't flatter yourself too much, Nayeli, it's a natural occurrence-”

She grinned, “Brax, if you had any idea how often that happened with the guys who come around at my house, you’d know that I understand how it’s perfectly natural and has nothing to do with me,” most of the time, “I also don’t really feel very impressed.” She sent him a slightly evil smile. No egos in Elle’s room, thank you very much! Good thing he wouldn’t take that the wrong way – all the guys at her house. Her brother visited her occasionally and once in a while, he’d bring a buddy along for the ride.

“Had nothing to do with you purring across my body last night."

If it was possible for her floor to become quicksand, Nayeli would have loved nothing more than to sink into it until all one could see was the top of her golden-blonde head.

Was there anything more embarrassing? So this meant she was not dreaming. He must have woken up that way.

Just when she’d thought her face had had enough filling with blood, her cheeks tinted red again.

“I-I’m sorry, Brax. I didn’t mean to, I just-” she stopped, there was not any need to tell him about how he had cuddled into her first. What would that solve? No need to embarrass him further.

“I’m kinda just used to sleeping alone, you know?”

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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"Brax, if you had any idea how often that happened with teh guys who come around at my house, you'd know that I understand how it's perfectly natural and has nothing to do with me."

Oh, big shot wants to play that way huh? Braxton leaned back again, and looked away coyily as he muled her sentence over in his head. It doesn't go without saying, it takes two to rodeo, afterall. Shoo... he could play along all day if he needed to. Braxton looked up from the countertop and pretended to be looking deeply at the magnets and pictures stuck to her fridge while he tried to dissect her meaning of "all the guys at her house."

His face dropped back down while his brow furrowed and his lips pouted into a firm straight line. He didn't like how casual she said "all the guys at her house" like it wasn't a big deal to be confronted by a bunch of dicks and jerk guys getting the wrong idea of her. He sure hoped that wasn't the case though. Else, he'd have to round up "all the guys at her house" and give 'em a whoopin' all the way back to their mama's own house. But really --- what did she mean by saying that?

Couldn't women just be easy to understand, and say what they really mean?

Braxton's face softened and his brown puppy-dog-like-eyes looked up to see Nayeli blush. "I-I'm sorry, Brax. I didn't mean to, I just - I'm kinda just used to sleeping alone, you know?"

He certainly hoped she wasn't used to letting guys sleep with her in the same bed. Braxton felt a strong urge of entitlement and jealousy, for no reason of course since they're only friends and that was that. But golly, there she was again, apologizin' and lookin' prettier than a Texan sunrise. Did she have to play so hard to get with all her "innocent" flirting?

"Who would be?" Braxton shrugged to let her know it was okay and to rid himself of those odd feelings for Elle. She wasn't his and he darn well knew it. They were friends. Friends. "Nayeli --- say! How did you get that name? What made your parents choose that one anyways?" He asked remembering his curosity about it from his walk over.



(( if this post is different than the last time you read it, it's because i accidentally posted my NEW reply in this one so it modified it and got rid of the original version of this reply. Opps!! ))

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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Elle watched him as he frowned. Her stomach clenched, wondering if he was thinking about what she said. Probably. It was a little odd of her to casually mention it.

"My brother Karson, his friends," she felt obligated to explain, "They came around a lot. Most of them still come to stay, even when he's not home. A little silly, I thought. I even told them that he wouldn't be home, but they'd come anyways. Right now, Karson's best friend Nathan is staying with us. Well, with my parent's and I anyway. Karson's never really home anymore. Neither are my parents, come to think of it. So it's just me and Nate at the house."

She was glad that Braxton wasn't making a big deal out of the whole ordeal this morning.

"Say --- Nayeli. How /did/ you get that name? Like, what made your parents choose that one? It's so beautiful; it suites you."

Elle moaned loudly. She loathed that question.

"I get that question so much, you have no idea. It's unbefuckinglievable. That's why I ask everyone to call me Elle. Nayeli's too weird.. It's, uh..Zapotec, some Native American language. It means 'I love you' for them.."

[BRAXTON NIBS]

"I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.
You know someone said that the worlds a stage,
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart."
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"My brother Karson, his friends. They came around a lot. Most of them still come to stay, even when he's not home. A little silly, I thought. I even told them that he wouldn't be home, but they'd come anyways. Right now, Karson's best friend Nathan is staying with us. Well, with my parent's and I anyway. Karson's never really home anymore. Neither are my parents, come to think of it. So it's just me and Nate at the house."

Braxton listened as she explained, and continued to explain. But somewhere in the middle he got distracted, and could only nod his head at the correct moments while she rambled.

He could care less about her brother's friends, except that Nate guy -- who did he think he was anyways? He could only be trouble; why else would he be loafing at her house freeloading off her parents hospitality!

If her brother could leave, so could this joker.

"Boy, that sure is nice of your ma and pa to let that kid - Nate - freeload stay at your house while Karson is... away." he said with mild surprise and concern. She had mentioned about her brother before, but only gave him parts of the story so he didn't really know what to think about him.

Braxton sighed and ran his hand through his now-dry wavy hair to scratch above his right ear. Elle didn't need him to fight any of her wars - she was a big girl and could handle it herself. Plus, they were only friends; it wasn't his place to make a scene about something he had nothing to do with.

"I get that question so much, you have no idea. It's unbefuckinglievable. That's why I ask everyone to call me Elle. Nayeli's too weird.."

"Oh..." he paused, unsure of her random outburst of anger. "Elle is just fine with me - I was just curious since I was thinkin' on that yesterday when you texted me. Sorry." Braxton shrugged and gave a weak smile. He didn't mean to hit a tender spot. But it was true that curiosity killed the cat. And success brought him to life again seven times.

"It's, uh..Zapotec, some Native American language. It means 'I love you' for them.."

Why would she hate that? He thought it was beautiful -- truly beautiful -- and the translation was so meaningful and personal, the way names ought to be if you asked him. His name had no special meaning. It was just from some old English town in the middle ages that his mother seemed to like.

"Wow... That's so wonderful. I really like your name,... Nayeli." He replied with a special focus on 'Nayeli' at the end because of it's original meaning. A tender smile spread across his face with a heart-felt genuity.
It means 'I love you' for them.

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"Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"

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