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Post by Hayden Nicole Jackson on Dec 22, 2011 0:50:36 GMT -5
********** **********Melody walked into the Tropical Smoothie Cafe pushing her sunglasses from her eyes and up to rest on top of her head. It was a hot day in Velocity, Florida and she was grateful for the blast of cold air that greeted her when she opened the door. "Hey Mel," The cashier said as she walked up to the counter. She smiled at them. She really needed to find another place to hang out. It was sad when the cashier knew her by name. But then again, this was one of the only places that was open late at night if she needed to get away from her aunt and uncle. "Do you want your usual?" At this, she simply nodded, pulling out her wallet from her bag and paying for her drink. She waited for it to be done, tapping her nails lightly against the counter. When her drink arrived, she smiled. "That's a cute outfit," The cashier said. She looked down at her outfit and smiled. It consisted of a black and white striped shirt with bow ties, blue shorts, and black sneakers. Nothing fancy. Definitely not her normal attire. "Thanks," She replied simply as she took her drink and headed to her normal seat by the window. Most people got their drinks and left. Not Melody. She liked to sit and just watch the people walk past. It gave her a chance to think and it kept her out of the house longer. There was some nights she even brought her homework and just stayed here until it closed. She hated being at home. She took a sip of her smoothie and sighed in content. She savored the flavor as she swallowed. She always had enjoyed the taste of Pina coladas. They were her one true addiction. She loved them both with alcohol and without, to her, it didn't really matter. **********
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Post by ali2 on Dec 22, 2011 1:20:59 GMT -5
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i'm a lady killer and your a pretty lady
Shane sighed as he strolled down the street at a rather brisk pace. His jeans clung loosely to his legs, and his white t hung over his toned midsection. A sigh escaped him as he approached the smoothie cafe. It had become one of his favorite places in this city to go and relax. Plus, the smoothies were kind of the bomb. Yes, he still said that. He ran a rough hand through his brown locks, messing them up a bit as he pulled the door open and strolled in. He moved to the counter, ordering his usual sour apple and blue raspberry smoothie, which was made more like an icee with fake flavoring, but it was goo either way, and it was his favorite.
He glanced around the shop, a smile on his face as he noticed a girl sitting by herself, a blank look as she watched out the window of the shop. He moved towards her, not asking, but simply taking a seat. "Well, hello there. I'm Shane."
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[/color] he offered as he took a long sip off of his drink. A smile placed itself on his rosy lips. She was a relatively good looking girl, course he was not a fan of the bow tie she wore, but of course, he didn't say anything, he simply took another sip of tangy drink. It was kind of a calming thing. He enjoyed the sour of it, making him cheeks almost pucker with every sip. At least he had a little company while he was there. It was always better than nothing. And hopefully she was a nice enough girl, and not some lame bitch. He hoped. [/div] so that means i'm gonna kill you WORDS: goes here
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Post by Hayden Nicole Jackson on Dec 22, 2011 1:34:22 GMT -5
********************Melody had been thinking about what would happen after this year. Would her parents allow her to return to New York? Surely after a year and a half it would have blown over by now. And it's not like she was the first one to blackmail a teacher. She was just the first to get caught. Stupid teacher. It was her fault she was in this mess. If the teacher had just accepted it and not ratted her out to the headmistress, she would have been fine. She looked up as she was shaken out of her own thoughts by a voice. Her eyes locked on a guy across from her. She looked over him quickly. He wasn't bad looking, she assessed. She smiled lightly. "Hi," She said, "My name is Melody." She picked up her drink and took a sip. he quickly scanned the cafe and noticed that all the other tables were deserted. She wondered why he had chosen to sit with her then. Usually she sat alone, unless she came with her friends. She liked it better that way. 'Oh well,' She thought, 'I could use some company.' She smiled lightly at him again. "So, what brings you to my table?" She asked, her curiosity finally winning out in the end. She was never good at keeping her curiosity at bay. She always wound up saying what she was thinking no matter what. She really needed to work on her filter. It would help her avoid trouble. **********
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