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Post by dominik ramirez collins on May 20, 2013 16:44:42 GMT -5
[classy=head] this ain't no place [STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]Dominik smiled to himself under the helmet as he pulled up his Kawasaki to the mall, Nix was sitting behind him, He hoped he didn't drive too fast for her. Most girls he gave rides to in this thing couldn't handle it and were shaking. He would admit, he drove this thing a bit too fast, but he was experienced in biking, he wasn't an idiot.
Once he took the turn and parked, he got off slowly and took off his helmet, shaking his head quickly and looking to Nix. "Had fun?" he said with a cheeky smile, plopping his helmet on one of the handlebars. He had two helmets, because he was nice like that, he wouldn't let someone ride his bike without one. Sure he was good at this stuff, but he couldn't trust the teen drivers around here, they can't drive for their life. But after he locked his bike and took the keys out, he waited for Nix and started to walk towards the spot that the four of them were going to meet.
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Post by REILLY JADEN MCKENNA on May 20, 2013 19:06:17 GMT -5
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Music blasted from the open windows of Reilly's silver mercedes, the blonde whipping her hair as she bobbed her head to the beat of the song. She didn't even care that Stephen was in the passenger seat, having to suffer through the twenty year old's music craze. Tapping hands on the steering wheel as she drove, she belted out, "Whoa-oh, I want some mo-ore, oh-oh, what are you waiting fo-o-or? Take a bite of my heart to-nighttt~" The street light above them flashed to a brilliant green and Reilly tugged the wheel clockwise to make a turn towards the mall.
"I hope you're ready for some intense shopping, Stephiepoo," she commented in a room-level voice as she rotated the car.
Pulling into the parking lot, she found a vacant space and stopped the mercedes, opening the door and stepping out into the fresh, spring air. She threw her purse over her shoulder, locked the car, and began towards the mall, tapping her hip as some sort of canine command for her younger friend to keep pace.
It wasn't too long of a walk to get inside the building, where Reilly swung open the door, announcing her arrival. She looked around the crowd with half-lidded eyes. "Where was it we were supposed to meet them, sugar?" she asked Steph, unwrapping a lollipop from her purse and sticking it between her lips.
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Post by PHOENIX AZARUS JULES on May 23, 2013 15:53:54 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
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Once they got into the parking lot and parked, she shook off her helmet. Suit said something about her having fun and she just smiled and nodded, fixing her hair as best as she could without a mirror to show her what she was doing with it. She followed him quickly, keeping up with his large steps. She was so short compared to everyone, only reaching five feet four. Most people towered over her, but she loved being short. It gave her an excuse to stand on her toes when she kissed guys. She looked over at him and smiled.
"That was a hell of a ride, Suit. We should do that more often." She added a slight wink, not sure if he'd notice it or not. Nix was a notorious flirt, after all, she had to fit in with the scenarios. And she did love motorcycles... a lot. | [atrb=width,100]
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Post by Stephen Ellis Hallowell on May 24, 2013 20:28:09 GMT -5
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Stephen listened to Reilly's choice of songs with a smile. One hand out of the window, the other on his legs. His hair was getting ruffled by the wind, but it wasn't like he cared. He closed his eyes with a small smile when Reilly decided to sing, she sure had the voice for it. The car may have been going fast or not, but Stephen's idea of fun was speed, drinking, not dying, partying, sleeping and eating. Oh and pranks. Pranks were always an important part of fun.
Stephen sighed at the mention of shopping. Yeah, shopping wasn't always fun, even with his sister he had a hard time understanding the fun part of it "Intense shopping. I don't know what's so fun about shopping. Oh and I am not holding your bags." He knew his protest was probably going to be ignored, but the boy kept a smile, as always.
When they got out of the car he followed her closely, standing mostly to her right. He stretched and put his hands in his pockets. "Wasn't it the fountain or something?" His question came out slow and calm, a bit tired even. He had to admit that last night he had barely slept, he and his sister had stayed up when he came back from the party and had played video games until the bright afternoon hours.
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Post by dominik ramirez collins on May 26, 2013 8:14:34 GMT -5
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"Right, fountain." he said to himself, but pretty loud, looking around to see it in the middle of the mall. "We were supposed to meet them here right?" he said with a confused look, not sure if it was the fountain or in front of the movie theater.
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Post by REILLY JADEN MCKENNA on May 26, 2013 12:50:18 GMT -5
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Reilly let out a girly laugh. "Ooh," she exaggerated, wiping a "tear" from her eye. "That's what you think, Stephie." Rei could be pretty persuasive when she wanted to. Steph had the body for bag-holding. He would make some rich bitch a great husband someday. Or some rich boy. She didn't exactly know his preference.
She looked over at him, raising her brows. "Fountain?" she mused, taking in the information. Okay, she knew where that was. In fact, she knew a lot about the mall. It had been one of her favourite places to go since she was little, riding in the little carts around the first floor.
"Okay then," she shrugged carelessly, continuing her stride. They had been heading toward the center of the mall anyway. She could see it from here, even.
It wasn't too far of a walk before Reilly sat her little butt down on the edge of the structure, crossing her legs and stretching her arms. A yawn slipped from her lips; an aftereffect of partying all night. "Woo, okay," she gasped, shaking her head to try to wake herself up. "Tell me if you see them, Stephanie. I'm going to rest my eyes."
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Post by PHOENIX AZARUS JULES on May 27, 2013 16:45:38 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
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"Don't act so uptight, Suit, loosen your tie." She said jokingly pushing his shoulder a little bit. She smiled as she scanned the inside of the mall looking for Steph and Rei. They were supposed to be by the fountain.
"Yeah, the fountain, that's over there, right?" She said, pointing towards what looked like a huge gathering of people around a huge spouting tentacle of water. She smirked as she saw a bob of blonde hair flip around, obviously looking for them.
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Post by Stephen Ellis Hallowell on May 28, 2013 8:26:33 GMT -5
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Steph sighed. Yep, Reilly wasn't ever gonna let up on that nickname. He mumbled something that resembled "It's Steph, Little Red Riding Hood." Before looking around. When he finally caught a glimpse of blond and orange hair, followed by brown curls, he guessed it'd be Nix and Suit.
He tugged at Reilly's sleeve before going to meet them halfway. "Nix! Suit!" His calls were almost drowned by the number of people talking on their cellphones or to their friends, but even then, if he had been heard, his british accent was strong, just by saying their names. He tried to grab Nix's hand, to make them follow him to Reilly. When they finally came back he had his smile plastered back on. "Nice to meet you both. I'm Stephen, you can call me Ellis," He presented himself politely, as always.
After years of being forced to be what his parents wanted it had become a habit to present himself like they had taught him. "So, where to now?" The question was directed at the girls, obviously, even though he would've liked to buy a couple of new video games for his sister.
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Post by dominik ramirez collins on May 28, 2013 15:37:32 GMT -5
[classy=head] this ain't no place [STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]He couldn't help himself but to laugh at Nix's comment, "Nice one." he continued to chuckle and followed along, looking towards the direction of the point, nodding softly, seeing the bright blonde hair and dark brown. Once they were done weaving through the mass of teenagers and talking crowds he smiled and nodded to Stephen. "Hey you two." He nodded again, this time looking to Nix.
He wasn't big on introductions, but he looked to the girls when Stephen asked on where to go, "I couldn't care less where we go." he laughed softly, looking to Reilly to see if she had a real idea.
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