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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 11, 2007 23:37:01 GMT
Angel sighed, sitting at a table. She watched the rain run down the window quickly. She hadn't gotten an ice cream yet though.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 11, 2007 23:38:01 GMT
"I hate the rain!" I shout as I walk in. "Hey do you mind if I sit here?" I say to a girl at a table.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 11, 2007 23:39:24 GMT
"Not at all," Angel smiled, making room for her to sit down.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 11, 2007 23:40:21 GMT
"Thanks..." I mumble. "Oh no my guitar, Shellbell is gonna kill me!" I whine trying to dry the strings.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 11, 2007 23:41:55 GMT
"Need any help?" Angel offered.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 11, 2007 23:44:48 GMT
"That would be great..." I say to her. "My name is Daniella McMicken, but you can call me Mickey. I hate my name it's too girly..."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 11, 2007 23:45:51 GMT
"I know what you mean!" Angel groaned. "Angel Simons. Hate my name!"
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:08:27 GMT
I laugh. "So, what house? I'm in Hufflepuff 7th year..."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:09:51 GMT
"No way! Me too," Angel smiled.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:10:39 GMT
"Wow, scary, now if you say you play the guitar I'm leaving..." I say sarcastically.
occ-sorry, i had to eat dinner
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:12:16 GMT
"I can't play the guitar," Angel smiled. "I can't play any instruments but I can sing." [ooc - It's fine ]
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:12:48 GMT
"Hey just like my cuz..." I say still drying off my guitar.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:13:23 GMT
"Who's your cuz?" Angel asked.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:15:47 GMT
"Shelby Crescent, god that feels werid, I've always called her Shellbell or Butterfly...the girl is obsessed with them...Liese is my cousin too..." I say.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:16:21 GMT
"I know Shell," Angel smiled. "She's one of my best friends actually."
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:18:42 GMT
"she's total opposite of me when we were growing up, I love black and hard rock, while she was into her violin and lace dresses..." I say laughing.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:19:37 GMT
"I'd say I'm more like you then," Angel smiled.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:21:39 GMT
"Probably...I convinced Shellbell to learn guitar, and figures, she's better at it, she has an ear for music..." I shrug. "Do you want some ice cream, I'll pay..."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:22:14 GMT
"No, it's okay. I'll pay," Angel smiled.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:27:29 GMT
"I think it's something in the Crescent genes..." I say laughing. "Shelby's mom is one of my mom's sisters..." I say. "So, what do you what?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:28:59 GMT
"Chocolate," Angel smiled.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:30:19 GMT
"I'll take a chocolate mint..." I yell to the waitress. "Don't look at me like that, I won't give you a tip..." I say in response to her glare.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:31:22 GMT
Angel laughed. "I'll go and pay," she smiled, standing up and walking to the waitress.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:32:14 GMT
"Alright then.." I say finally drying the guitar.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:33:01 GMT
"Is it done?" Angel asked.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:35:43 GMT
"Yeah, this guitar is Shelby's if you can't tell..."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:36:59 GMT
"I thought it might be," Angel smiled.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:40:25 GMT
"Yeah, mine is at Shell's house..." I say. ooc-this is what it looks like...
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Post by Angel Simons on Jul 12, 2007 0:41:38 GMT
"Why do you have each others?" Angel asked.
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Post by Daniella McMicken on Jul 12, 2007 0:46:59 GMT
"Cause I..." I look around. "I broke a string on mine, and I was too lazy to fix it right now.." I whisper.
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