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10-04-2010, 06:35 PM
S[he] Be[li]ev[ed] . . . ♥
** Don't understand? Read the words as a whole, and then the words between the brackets.
Hearts will be broken...
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10-04-2010, 06:50 PM
[Hear]ts are [m]anipulativ[e] - y[ou] play wi[t]h them.
Why, didn't you know? Didn't you know that this whole time, your boyfriend has been with another girl, maybe two? He doesn't go to hang out with his friends or play poker on tuesday and thursday nights. He doesn't help the elderly on weekends. His job closes at seven: there's no late shifts. He talks to you with that sweet, gentle, caring tone, and tells you he'll never leave you, but how many other ex-girlfriends have you heard claim he says the same thing? You think he's changed since those past relationships? That he wants you so badly?
To him, you're another victim. To him, you're simply a back-up, the one he turns to if he fails in his others. To him, you're only one of his puppets. He has you tongue-tied. Heels over head. Completely nuts, the hint of obsessed, the girl y
ou swore you'd never turn into. Bonkers. But that's his game. He's a master of disguise, of lying, of heartbreaking. I bet you didn't know that he has two cell phones - one for you, one for her - one isn't a work phone. He knows he's smarter than you. It's only a matter of time before he's done with his latest toy.
You.
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10-04-2010, 07:11 PM
"Listen,
It's not what you think."
1. Follow the rules.
2. Do NOT try to god-mod. I will immediately kick you from the roleplay. If you really want another character, make another one.
3. I absolutely hate people who whine, complain, act like bitches. All of that is fine in the roleplay, but don't intentionally make your character hate something that someone said in OOC or any of that crap. I will NOT tolerate it.
4. Send in the RESERVES before the actual PROFILE. I'd hate for you to send in a profile and have that spot already taken because I didn't update the thread.
5. Title the reserve and profile skeletons as "We're Breaking Up." [No, that does not mean YOU are breaking up with ME. No offense, but I probably wouldn't want to go out with you in the first place.]
6. Searching for something? > Just kidding. I want you to title them "Heartbreaker." Also include at least a two-paragraph writing (at least SEVEN SENTENCES. YES, I will count) , including dialogue. I want to know with what I'm dealing with as far as your ability to write. Seven because I always like quality better than quantity. Get to it.
7. Have fun.
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10-04-2010, 07:14 PM
RESERVES & PROFILE SKELETONS
You know, I put a lot of time trying to piece together a profile skeleton, and I'm going to put it allllll on you. Yes, that's right. You get to make your own reserve and profile skeleton! Remember though, send in the RESERVE first, and I'll verify that it's clear, then you may send me in a profile skeleton.
I ask that you include a picture, username, name, date of birth, age, biography (which should be about a paragraph or five sentences) and something special about your character. It's my preference for the pictures to stay realistic, though I will accept anime. I also ask that you label the reserves and profile skeletons the right way. (RULE 5-6!)
Get to work! :3
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10-04-2010, 10:43 PM
`` Reserved , ,
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10-04-2010, 10:45 PM
/ / Reserved \ \
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10-05-2010, 06:03 PM
Just a little sidenote - I love how people pass up this RP because I ask for at least seven sentences of writing and for the writer to make up their own profile and reserves.
Thank you very much for being lazy, all the Menewshans out there.
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Now after that, I'd like to announce that I now have a OOC thread. Please go talk about whatever problems you have there, and I will post up the link. ^_^
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10-07-2010, 05:13 PM
[IMGLEFT]http://i992.photobucket.com/albums/af50/ckgraphics7/bfr.png[/IMGLEFT] Zachary sat up quickly, as if he was being jerked from his sleep. He'd been having the weirdest dreams lately, ones where he always ended up falling into a deep, pitch-black pit... Could it be because of Michaela? Or Alyssa? Or maybe Heather? Were they doing this to him? Letting him get only three hours of sleep each night, because at the end of every dream he fell into a pit, whether it be filled with snakes or maggots? He swung his legs over the bed and sighed a short breath. He would stop, he promised himself. He would stop using these women who fell for him. Stop cheating. Stop it altogether. It was just so... hard. They all gave him attention - the attention he needed. He liked attention. He needed attention. When one girl couldn't give it to him, he moved to the next one. Simple as that.
Zack stopped his train of thought and got up, moving across the room to first take his pills, which he swallowed dry, and then grab fresh boxers and pants. His shirts were all in the washer machine, so he didn't worry about getting one. It was his house anyway - well, his and his dad's. He kissed the picture of his mom that sat on his nightstand and went to the shower.
Minutes later he emerged from the bathroom, toweling off his torso. He dropped the towel on his bed and headed downstairs. "Hey Dad?" He called. He should be up, getting ready to go to work at this time - he checked the clock to make sure. He should be just leaving, Zack corrected himself. "Dad?" He turned the wall in the kitchen and his father bumped into him, spilling drops of coffee on Zack's chest. "Holy. SHIT!" Zack screamed, staring at his father in pain. "Watch it! And next time-" he said, biting the words off as his dad retrieved a napkin and started dabbing the hot coffee off of Zack, "-answer my calls!" His father looked up at him. "Sorry, son. I'm in a rush and like always, I'm late." His eyes flickered to the open door in which a woman was standing, and he thrust the napkin into Zack's hands. "Gotta go. Bye." Zack's eyes followed his father out the door, watching as the woman touched the man's arm gently, and she planted a kiss on his cheek.
He couldn't believe it. His father was dating again.
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10-09-2010, 06:37 PM
[IMGLEFT]http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p21/ichigokittycat/Decorated%20images/l_dde277a76f3edddcaa7b0c85e5795cb0.jpg[/IMGLEFT]Her eyes slowly slid up and her skeleton like body cracked as it came to life. Angela hated waking up early. It was always so terrible. She could hear her brother in the shower. Pulling the covers over her head and planting a pillow on top of that. Next came the stomping. Oh god no. Angela curled herself into a burrito. It was her brother. She could smell the axe. Squeezing her eyes shut Angela felt the tug but the blanket did not unwrap. Instead, a plop to the floor. A yelp and muffle a bunch of words.
"Asshole..." Angela mumbled into her pillow. She hated being woken up early. Certainly by her brother. It was a lot better when her alarm clock actually worked. Though it didn't anymore after she threw it against the wall and broke. Yeah, not a good thing to have the alarm on high and right next to your head and forget to turn it off on your weekend. Unwrapping herself she hit her brother's knees.
"Wakey, wakey Angie..." He smiled. Mason could only help but smile. He could tell Angela didn't get good sleep again. She never did after the break up of her past boyfriend. The true asshole. Angela's eyes looked so dark it was if she had two black eyes. Black and green booty shorts and a black tank top is what covered her body. Picking her up princess style Mason took Angela to the bathroom. "Hurry up. Mom and dad will be home soon." He shut the door behind her. Angela just looked at the running water.
After what seemed like forever she came out in a towel and slumped to her room. Putting on a clean pair of underwear and skinny jeans. To finish it off a orange and white striped tank top. Angela looked at herself in the mirror on the dresser. Her eyes were red and underneath them there were dark nearly black circles. Needing make up Angela finished herself up. Eyeliner, mascara, and some blush to make herself look more alive. Stomping down stairs leaving a wet foot trail behind her. A slam of the back door startled Angela.
"Jesus, Angel. What is up with you? Take too many steriods?" Her brother Mason came out from behind the door. Angela raised an eyebrow and shook her head with a sarcastic smile.
"Not enough. Got anymore?" She put her hand out and flicked her fingers pretending that he would give her some. No she didn't take steriods. Thoguh she would love something that would give her energy right now. It was like Angela was a zombie. Mason gave her hug and teased her hair. It curled perfectly as usual but she often straightened it. You knew she was having a bad day if she didn't do it. Or she was just lazy. "When are they going to be here?" Angela pushed herself away from her brother and started to head for the kitchen.
"Never." Mason shrugged. "I did that to make you hurry up with getting dressed and taking your shower. Otherwise you would never wake up." Mason hurried up and passed Angela sliding to the fridge. Pulling out the orange juice and stealing two glasses from the cabinet. Angela just sat on the stool and laid her head on the island. "Why so glum? This isn't Angela. Do we have a doppleganger here?" Mason said tugging on Angela's hair while he passed her a glass half filled with orange.
"No, I'm pretty sure its me. If it wasn't me I wouldn't do this..." Angela stomped on Mason's foot. Taking a sip of her orange juice and hopped off the stool going back upstairs. Walking past her yelping brother who was cussing at her.
"You little bitch!" He shouted at Angela. She smiled and held up her nearly empty glass.
"Cheers, big bro!" She laughed and walked across the hall to her room. Opening the door to her dark room. No sunlight peered through her blinds. Good. Her comforter and pillow still on the floor. Her dog Captain Pickles was still undisturbed at the end of her bed. That dog could sleep through anything. Is that what a saint bernard does? Damn. Lazy ass much?
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10-10-2010, 05:54 PM
Zachary pulled on a white shirt, and slunk back upstairs to his room to grab his favorite purple jacket and his black converse. He wrapped a brown and cream coloured scarf around his neck and left the house, heading towards the nearest Starbucks. It was cold around this time of year, late fall was turning into winter. His breath came out a foggy white, and Zack smiled to himself as he remembered how his mother used to laugh while he stood outside during winter breathing and watching it rise and disappear. He blew out his nose, once, remembering exactly where she was now.
When Zack reached the park, he cut through the grass, which he then realized was a bad idea. the grass hadn't been cut yet and the dew seeped up his pants with every step. He grimaced when the cold touched the back of his calf and angled himself towards the pathway, but so he would still be moving forward. While his mind was wandering, he tripped over a heavy object and hit the ground, popping back up quickly. Another bum, but this one was sleeping a lot deeper. There was a twenty dollar bill about five feet away from Zack, and he picked it up. He turned around to the bum and woke him up, putting the twenty in his face. "Hey, dude, you should have found this." was all he said before pocketing it and walking away, leaving a very sleepy and confused bum in his trails.
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10-10-2010, 09:25 PM
"When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you..."
[IMGRIGHT]http://i52.tinypic.com/2mdndag.jpg[/IMGRIGHT] [IMGLEFT]http://www.themintfairy.ru/CSS/designmages/letter_t.png[/IMGLEFT]ripping over her bedsheets and she frantically tried to escape from the jungle-like mess of a bed, Haley's body collided with the floor and a muffled THUD followed. A snarl came next and then a full somersault came next in the routine. Foot getting twisted into the cat-patterned blanket, Haley finally let out a chain of curse words under her breath.
Giving up all together, she simply went about untangling herself on the wooden floor. First she had to locate the culprit, which was always her silk black blanket. Finding the little bugger, she gave it a good glare and then went about untying it from around her ankle. Smirking, she fell back onto her body-pillow. Nose wrinkling from laughing, she reached up for her phone to see if anyone had bothered to text her. Oh course, there was a lovely text from her bestie. Hey gurl. Hot sex. U 'n I. Now. Clicking over Haley burst out laughing at the following message. Skankbag! U fel asleep on me! Well... not on me cuz U ain't her. You left out the e... you left with out me. Ya, I'm high on moutain effin dew. jealous? COME GET SOME HOESLICE! Ah Lillian, you're too true to be real. Love you. Slamming on the keys, Haley texted her friend back with Dun hate me, k biotch! Mucho love-o!1 <3
Once the text was finished, Haley wet her lips to see what devious play she could do with her hunk Zacky-poo today. Heyy there handsome, wanna hang after work? ;] Her tongue grazed over her teeth as she felt the butterflies in her stomach come alive. Ugh, Hal, you really needa stop fussing over this stud. Plenty 'o nemos in the sea.
Haley made her way to the shower and cleaned herself up, letting the soothing water caress her body. It felt so good. Note to self. Never take showers for granted again. They are better than men. Smiling, she stepped out and dried herself off. Dressing in a black corset top with a baggy, torn skirt, Haley ran down the stairs to see her friend Lillian passed out on the couch. "Hey love, wakey, wakey! I'm a random windstorm. Wakey. Wakey, wakey, wakey!" Shaking her friend, Haley received the typical forehead slam attack. Screaming, she retreated into the kitchen. "Want an omlet? ...nevermind, you ate all the eggs again." Closing the fridge, she took out a glass of iced tea and guzzled it down. "We'll I'm off. Later sexxxxxy!" Skipping out the door, Haley Crest waited to see just how today would play out.
"We were made for each other, out here forever I know we were, yeah...."
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10-12-2010, 01:50 AM
Her dark room seemed to be dreading with the smell of apples and candy. Her favorite candle still lit from last night. Wow. It lasted that long? Walking over to it she tripped on the blanket and blow the candle out. The smoke arose like a flower blooming.
Yanking the blanket like rag doll Angela shoved it back onto her queen bed. Crawling onto the sheets she yanked the blinds to open. Regretting that instantly. Like a strobe light she was blinded. Falling onto her back she hugged her eyes with the palms of her hands.
"Ow, that son of....arugh!" Staying still she felt the bed vibrate. Her phone! Angela rolled to her pillow and lifted the small chunky qiockfire to her face. It shouted at her saying:
"Two New Messages"
Angela pressed view and the phone blinked to the inbox. One message from Gabe and the other from Kami. Angela read them both Aloud. "Gabe and Kami....jesus....why do you two fight about something stupid and bring me into it....ridiculous...." Angela smiled as she felt her dogs huff and wiggle to be still once again. She herself huffed and got off the bed. Time to go out for a walk. "C'mon big boy...time to wakey." She ruffled the dogs fur and it came alive with a jump.
Hopping off the bed and already heading for the stairs. Angela followed the dog and stuffed her cell back into her pocket.
Walking past her brother who was now sitting on the couch in the living room watching tv. He waved without looking at her and she snuck up behind him and gave him a hug around the neck and teased his hair. "I'll be back later. C'mon Captain Pickles." Angela motioned for the dog to follow. Running straight for the door the dog slipped and Angela could only help but burst with laughter as she closed the door.
With a few steps to the sidewalk Angela and Captain Pickles were off to the park. He was so good at walking by Angela's side she never really needed a leash for him. The dog couldn't even harm a fly he was too lazy to. The only way it would happen is if he sat on it or something. Angela just kept on looking at the ground and then shifting to the dog who panted and would sometimes himself look at Angela. She smiled and rubbed the top of his head. "Your a good boy pickles...."
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10-17-2010, 04:34 PM
[ Hey guys. Sorry for totally blowing you guys off... but I had finals this week and.. yeah. I should've still said something though. Dx I will edit this post. Mmkay? ]
Zack stopped to tie his shoelace and then continued his walk down to Starbucks. He had to weave through a hoarde of young teens coming his way, and he eyed each and every one of them as they passed. He walked around the Mac Donalds and straight into Starbucks. He walked up to the counter and smiled. "Hello, could I get a-"
"Zachary?"
Zack immediately turned around, wondering who had called his name.
"Up here, dumbass."
Zack turned back to the cashier, who began firing words at him so quickly he stumbled backwards. "I don't think I know you...?" He said to the girl, which only made her angrier. "We met at B2, the club in LA? Of course someone as stupid as you wouldn't remember, jerkface!" Zack only blinked, reading her nametag. Analee. The name certainly rung a bell, but he didn't exactly know why. He decided to play it safe. "Look," he started, "I do not, in any way, shape, or form, know who you are. Maybe you met some guy who looked like me or something, I don't know. He could've been using a fake name. But me? All I want is my mocha latte with chocolate drizzle." He watched one of her co-workers hop up and punch it in, sending a very confused Analee to the back room. Zack paid and waited, fully aware of the eyes on him, and finally took his drink and headed back through the park. A girl was walking her dog, and all would've been fine... except for she was extremely gorgeous.
No, Zack! He told himself, but in the end, he started walking over there anyway.
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10-17-2010, 07:30 PM
California Reynolds woke to the sounds of her father screaming. It wasn't anything new, but she pulled her pillow over her face before opening her eyes. The sunlight in the morning always blinded her with it coming directly into her room. She listened to her screaming father to determine which of her sisters he was yelling at. If it was Missy, her younger sister, Cali would need to get down there faster, but if it was Ari, the oldest, Cali knew she could take care of herself. He finally stopped yelling and another voice filled the house, Ari.
Cali pulled the pillow off her face and dragged herself out of bed, kicking off her blankets. She grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom she share with her sisters. She did her normal bathroom activities and got dressed in a navy blue over-sized sweatshirt and dark blue skinny jeans. She brushed her blond curls into a messy ponytail and put on some makeup.
She grabbed her purse and phone from her room and headed downstairs. Cali came into the living room seeing her sister and father arguing, with Missy sitting in the background. "What's wrong guys?" she asked they cheerfully, hoping her attitude would get them to stop fighting. "She broke the remote," he said bitterly. "No I didn't. Its out of batteries," Ari said exasperatedly. This argument was fairly usual. A similar argument happen at least once a day.
"Well, I'm going out. So I"ll pick up some more batteries. Dad go take a shower and calm down," she told the two of them. Her dad nodded and went up to his room. Ari gave Cali a smile, she was the only one to stop their fighting when it got bad. Cali gave Ari and Missy a hug and left the house.
She had planned on spending the day out of the house, this would just be a stop on the way home. She would never get home fast enough for her father, but he would forget it soon enough when the remote would work again. She made her way to the center of town. She saw the entrance to the park and decided that she wanted to go for a walk there. It would get her fresh air and help wake her up.
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11-01-2010, 11:51 PM
[ The thread is dying.. D; ]
Zachary stopped as another girl, this time blonde, approached the entrance to the park. He blinked and turned around to the other entrance, the one that led to Starbucks and McDonalds, making sure that no more girls would come from behind him, because surely, two beautiful girls in one place, both walking towards him... It had to be a dream! He sighed and dug deep into his pocket, turning his phone on and, trying not to make it too obvious, desperately texted everyone who had texted him the day or night before, seeing as he had twelve unread messages, and sipped his latte, trying to look like he had something to do. Upon crossing both girls' paths, he avoided bumping into the blonde, but hit the dark-haired girl and tripped over her dog. His arms splayed out to catch himself, and he fell with a loud thud to the ground.
He sat up slowly, examining himself and then his wrists, one of which was red. "Ow," he said, but then remembered the other girl and set down his latte to pick himself up. "I guess I deserved that for texting and walking... Hopefully, you're alright," he said to the other girl, walking to the place where she was.
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11-02-2010, 12:54 AM
Haley liked to believe that all people were naturally good, but, at times, she wished she wasn't so optimistic. Looking down the winding sidewalk, her eyes were fixed on the traffic light that was swaying lightly in the breeze that swept the streets. It was almost romantic. Well, had she been walking beside someone beautiful.
Her pocket vibrated, but the text she received was only half-hearted. Feeling neglected by her so called "boyfriend" as her friends teased, Haley let a heavy sigh escape. "Give me your eyes for just one second. Give me your eyes so i can see everything that i keep missing... Give me your arms for the broken hearted... Give me your heart for the one's forgotten...." [[ x ]] Her voice was flawless and almost angelic. Haley Crest was famous for her singing in her hometown and as she walked down the street some people couldn't help but stop and stare. Basking in her harmonious voice was truly a gift.
As she approached the park, her eyes fell onto a hopeless victim who collided with a male. Rushing over to them, she stopped dead in her tracks. It was him. Nose wrinkling, butterflies coming to life, and breathing quickening, her mind didn't even piece together the fact that he was a lying cheater.
Running up to him, Haley jumped onto the male's back. "Zacky!" Her smile was from ear to ear as she clung to the male. When she saw the woman before her, Haley released and walked over to her. Oh, geez. I'm so sorry. Can I get you something for your troubles?"
[[I just wanted to share I'll be off Mene for the rest of the month. I might come on here and there, but for the most part I'll be gone. I'm in my last two weeks of college for the fall quarter and I've got A TON of essays and projects due. I don't really have time to post. Sorry, but I will be back. -Wavikz]]
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11-02-2010, 05:00 AM
Cali noticed a nice looking guy once in the park. Okay he was amazing looking, not that she would ever admit that. She side stepped him as he almost hit her, he wasn't watching where he was going, paying too much attention to his phone. While he missed her, he ran into another girl who had a dog. She gasped as he fell to the ground. "Are you okay?" she asked, leaning over to try and help him up.
That was before another girl came up to them. She seemed excited to see him. That made Cali almost instantly distrust him a little bit. She had noticed that he had been watching her and the other girl, making him seem like a player in her mind. She didn't have the time or energy to deal with a guy like that. Then again he was incredibly good looking and would be hard to say no to.
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11-22-2010, 09:23 PM
"H-Haley! Hey," he said as the girl hopped on his back. "I think I texted you back.. I don't know. My phone was off this morning, and I remembered to turn it on. Maybe I should have waited until I got home." His eyes flickered to the blonde, and he smiled, this time keeping it friendly. Why did Haley have to come, now? "Yes, I am fine, thank you for asking. We have another one though, who may need help more than I. She never did answer me," he said with a sigh. "Maybe I just shocked her, or something else, who knows." He watched as Haley went to console the girl. "I'm really sorry for wasting your time. Both of yours," he said, meaning the girl on the ground.
Silently he went and picked up his latte slowly. First the girl at Starbucks, and now Haley. What should he say? Ah, he thought, I got it. "I would be glad to buy you, and the miss over there on the ground, something for your troubles, but I'm not sure my girlfriend Haley would like that much." He winked in Haley's direction. "And by the way, miss, you look quite familiar. Perhaps you're some relative to me? Hmm, you do look a bit like Auntie Marie. Maybe I should just stop talking," he said, scratching the back of his neck.
[ Sorry again guys. I kind of forgot about the thread.. BAD ABO! /slaps self/ D; ]
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11-22-2010, 10:54 PM
Haley blushed when he winked at her. "It's okay, handsome. I don't mind. You do owe the one chick, you knocked her off her feet. Ya big meanie!" Puffing out her cheeks and then giggling, Haley danced about some before she kept still. "Hey, babe. Were we still going to see that movie tonight? Or have you got work... again?"
Her pouting face and sad puppy dog eyes were sure to send any male to his knees. And yet, whenever she used that adorable charm on him, it never worked. Frowning, Haley exhaled and looked at her phone. "Well, I have boot camp training, would you mind walking me? Or should I just jog there myself?"
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11-23-2010, 03:30 AM
((sorry a little confused abo...who was he talking to in his last question?(the relative one)))
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11-24-2010, 12:24 AM
[ He was talking to California. & Thanks, Wavikz. I'll do that after I re-edit this post. ]
Zack smiled. "Of course, we're going to the movies tonight, hun. And yes, I'll walk you. I just need to zip home real quick to check the mail. Unless you'd rather just go now." He sighed and walked to where she stood and helped the girl up, who just looked at him before continuing walking. "I guess she's fine, then. And you, miss? Before I leave?" He asked, turning to Cali.
[ I'm sorry, but I had to god-mod a bit. There was no reply, and it surpassed about a week or three. D; Had to get it movin'. ]
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11-24-2010, 12:33 AM
((Kk, I thought so, just wanted to make sure >.<))
California couldn't help to grin back at him, he was one of those people who had an infectious smile. She giggled at the thought of looking like one of his aunts. "Sorry, I don't believe that I am your Aunt Marie, my name's California," she told him, giggling a little bit behind her hand. Catching herself, she shook her head slightly, she didn't usually act like this.
Looking at him she just shook her head. "Its fine, I just needed some air, but I should get going. I need to stop by the store," she said, suddenly remembering why she was out in the first place.
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Roka
(っ◕‿◕)&...
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11-24-2010, 05:10 AM
Zack nodded, his smile shrinking until it was a simple upward turn of the corners of his mouth. "California. I like that name. It's nice," he said, carefully watching his tone around Haley. It was bad enough that she was giggling like there was something going on, and he didn't need further reason for his "girlfriend" to question him further. So they weren't actually going out yet... But still, girls have always been the way they are: skeptical of everything and everyone. "I'm sorry, again, and hopefully we'll meet in the future. Hey, maybe you'll work at Starbucks next, and I'll get free lattes from now on," he said, letting another smile slip through. "I'll catch you later. That is, if we meet again." He turned to Haley and threw his arm around her waist nonchalantly, giving a short wave of his hands.
"Alright, Hales. Where to? My house to check the mail, or to your boot camp?" He asked again, making sure her attention was on him.
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Eiiri
Getting your dreams, its strange...
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11-24-2010, 07:02 AM
California nodded, looking from him to the other girl. "Right," she told him, giving the two of them a small wave before heading out of the park. She went to the store in town, grabbing the batteries her father had been demanding. She also grabbed some food, mostly the junk food he preferred, to save herself another trip. After a while, she knew he would be demanding for something to eat.
She left the store, carrying the two paper bags over to her car. She drove quickly home, only to be greeted by her father. He was pissed. "Where have you been!" he yelled at her as she entered the house. Before she could respond, he swung at her. Since this had happened more than once, she knew to duck. She threw her bags at him and ran off to find her sisters. "Let's get out of here for a bit," she suggested to them, grabbing her keys again. They nodded and left the house.
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