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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 28, 2006 20:33:47 GMT -5
Anthony had taken the liberty to leave his house, and his band behind and come to the Square to just.. Hang out. Or something. He didn't know what he was up to. Trouble maybe? Possibly. He smiled to himself at the thought of him causing trouble. Today he wore, well. A bright yellow shirt with a lime green pea on it smiling and wearing a santa hat. The wording below it was 'Peas on earth' and more peas only not as big as the top one, and they didn't have a face. He wore a pair of dark wash jeans that were girl cut and slightly baggy on his no hipped body. He held them up with a belt that's graphics were piano keys. On his feet were a pair of black shoes with hot pink laces. Back to his upper body. He was proud to see was a jacket. A black one, with hot pink lettering that said 'I'm a loser, but..' on the front, and on the back in lime green lettering was 'the coolest loser'. That being done with. He had his hair brushed and his bangs where covering his left eye from where he had pushed it there. He smiled his 'I'm oh so cute' smile and raised his blue eyes to the buildings around him debating where to go.
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Post by nikki3 on Nov 28, 2006 20:53:08 GMT -5
James walked toward Times square, eyes focusing on each person that passed him. That day, he was dressed in a gray short-sleeved shirt, the material thin and, he assumed, cotton. Atop that was a white button up jacket--buttons left undone of course. His pants were the bootlegged cut, and a dark blue-ish black sort of color. Like usual, nothing too special, but it just happened to make the girls...well, fawn over him. Gee, I bet he hated that. Not. His hair was left nearly productless; a thin layer of gel had been applied to make it not-so-flimsy as it tended to be. Instead, it stuck up a little more in the typical 'bad boy' style that he loved to wear it in. Ah yea. It was fabulous. Absolutely fabulous. What could be better?
Honestly, he had no idea. It was pretty great. It just was.
But now, he had to find something to do. Or, even better, something to do. That would be good. Very good. Hopefully a young-woman would be the next person he met, but he supposed he could use some male friends; what guy couldn't? He didn't want to be surrounded COMPLETELY by girls... Or did he? [/size][/color]
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Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 28, 2006 21:03:31 GMT -5
"Trisha! That's nott true. You're welcome in NYC. Hun, you're family! Oh...Trish...no...well...Trish I have....Trish...GOOD BYE TRISH!"
Cede hung up the phone. Bleh. She loved her southeren bell cousin, but damn. She was welcome to stay in NYC after the whole break up thing between her and her boyfriend, the first time. So, of course she would now.
Cede, for another day, just looked bleh. She was clad in a pair of light wash, Chip and Pepper skinny jeans, sitting low on her tinny waist. A black slouth neck, mid-thigh lenght tunic clung to her torso like she had been wrapped in it. To follow this look, she topped it off with a pair of knee high, black, shor t fur wedge heeled boots, and a waist cut bomber.
Lovely.
Shoving her plum colored razr back in her pocket, just as her 'How to save a life" by the Fray ringtone came on, Cede prushed her straigh hair from her eyes, and walked along the path.[/center][/color][/size]
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Post by nikki on Nov 28, 2006 21:08:35 GMT -5
YEA THIS IS JAMES
Ugh. How to Save a Life. That was a bad song. But, looking to see where the sound came from, James found the 'owner' of the song to be not so...bad. And. He was pretty sure he knew her, if not only by name. He remembered her from something--perhaps they'd passed each other at the agency or something. Yes. The modeling agency; we can't forget that he is one, after all.
"Excuse me, are you a model?" he asked, moving closer to the female. From most people, this would be another one of those cheesy pick-up lines, but he actually wanted to know. He was just another curious male, he couldn't help himself. "I mean, I think I might have seen you at the agency or at a shoot or something," he added, simply for clarification purposes. [/size][/color]
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 28, 2006 21:08:59 GMT -5
Antony looked back into the crowd and saw a guy, that looked kind of cocky. 'Oh, wait, I think I know her!' He thought walking over to Cede. "Hey, remember me? From the cafe?"He asked a shy smile on his face. He wasn't one to.. Go up and remind people who he was, or where they met him. He just, hated doing it, but there were rare occasions.
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Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 28, 2006 21:18:43 GMT -5
Holding up one finger to Antony, she turned to the new Boy. "Yea. M and T, Inc. Names Cede. Who wants to know?
Then, she switched, Turning to Antony, and held a finger up to the new boy. "Yea. Hi. How have you been.
Crossing both arms, Cede waited on the two replies.
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Post by nikki on Nov 28, 2006 21:22:06 GMT -5
"Oh. Yea. Then I guess that's where I've seen you. M'name is James," he answered simply, as though she hadn't said it rushed and sounding rather...well, bitchy. Ugh. And now some other boy was approaching. Some spastic looking kid who already seemed to know her. If he blew James' chances...well, it just wouldn't be too great of a thing to do. "What type do you do?" he asked, her, still referring to the modeling of which he'd previously spoken. He meant more along the lines of runway versus photographed, et cetera. [/size][/color]
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 28, 2006 21:25:28 GMT -5
Antony laughed. "You're so, in charge. I've been good, how about you?"He asked ignoreing the other boy until he finished speaking, then he looked at him and smiled. "Hey"He said nodding. Yeah, he didn't like the new kid already. He could just tell he wouldn't like him. And he was normally really good at this decideing who he liked and who he didn't.
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Nov 28, 2006 21:28:41 GMT -5
So, want some gossip to spread? Do not come looking for it from Kerstin. He life was, well, lifeless. So it seemed. There was nothing exciting going on in her pretty little world of nothingness. It had been this way for two months now, and she was getting quite bored to tell you the truth. Who wouldn’t?
Sporting her usual attire, today, like most, Kerstin was dressed in a pair of faded destroyed jeans, ripping at both knees and partially on the upper right thigh. Her torso was covered with a white blouse with thin black stripes accenting it. Over the clothing material was a black coat that fell to her ankles and was tied to keep her warm. Yeah, it was cold. To cover her feet, a pair of velvet black boots. Hmm, simple. No?
Beyond the pair of sunglasses that sat on the top of her nose was a pair of hazel beautys that scanned the crowded streets before her. It was just another day in the big city, the bustling people and jammed up traffic. And....it was that time of year again. Yay!
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Post by nikki on Nov 28, 2006 21:39:16 GMT -5
"Hey." Was the guy talking to James, or did he just like to repeat himself for the sake of hearing himself talk? James wasn't sure, and he didn't exactly feel like asking, so he just returned the casual greeting with a "'Lo," of his own.
Sure, James may come off as rude and cocky, and he was quite a bit of both, but if you really took the time to get to know him, he was a great guy. He just didn't show that to everyone. He wasn't sure why, he just figured it'd ruin his badboy image if he did. And that was NOT about to happen. It couldn't. [/color]
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Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 28, 2006 21:45:25 GMT -5
Looking at James, she smiled ans said, "Well, hun. It's M and T, so I can do anything. But I like, photographed swim suit, and fashion runway. I do alittle with one of my friends. Olivia. We did this one on a car, it was al over them one gallery for like six months."
Then, turning back to antony, she took a deep breath and said, "I am in charge. Been lovely. Livin' it up, like I do. Ya, Know."
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 28, 2006 21:48:29 GMT -5
"Yeah I know, it is you, I wouldn't expect anything else from you girl!"He said chuckling and looking around to see another girl nearby. "Who's that?"He asked, he loved knowing who these girls were, made him feel like, well, he knew people and wasn't a loser like he was. "I'm Antony, by the way."He said nodding to James, just incase he'd like to know. He probably didn't but hell, he'd tell anyway.
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Post by nikki on Nov 28, 2006 21:53:42 GMT -5
"Nice to know. I'm James," he replied. "And yes, Cede, I realize you could do anything you wanted but, since you look rather young, I doubt that you have," James said, chuckling a little bit and turnign to the other girl Antony had pointed out. She looked nice enough--very casual, he'd deducted. At least today, anyway. "That's cool. Modeling with friends, I mean. I've never modeled with any of my friends. Just ex-girl friends and people I didn't know," he sighed, nonchalantly shrugging his muscular shoulder. [/size][/color]
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Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 28, 2006 22:09:28 GMT -5
"It's my mother's company. I can do whatever I please. I just usually like to keep my clothes on."
That was a big fat lie. All those shots with Olivia running around topless, or just going all out nude. Or that one time in the moutains where she went skinny dipping...oh yea. She's so modest.
Looking at the girl Antony had refered to, she said "No Clue. Go find out" Ok. Somaybe she was trying to get rid of him, so she could meet the James guy. Maybe chat him up, see what he was about...or maybe not. Maybe she wanted to know who this girl was too.
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 28, 2006 22:15:35 GMT -5
Antony sighed and shrugged his shoulders. He had a feeling the two wanted to be alone so, why not let them? Not like he wanted either of them. Yes he was bi, but Cede wasn't his type, and Jame, was REALLY not his type. Cause A he liked boys like himself, and B James was well, not like Antony in the least. Walking over to the new girl he smiled "Hey"He said raising his hand in a friendly greeting.
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