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Post by Paris Hamilton on Nov 29, 2006 21:30:05 GMT -5
"Wow modeling, that's awesome. I do a little myself, but I'm really a photographer for models like you. My cousin, Daria, is a model." Paris said to Bell's comment.
He looked over at the two girls and now guy. He hoped that the other girl would join them. "Nice to meet you Cede and Olivia. You both have beautiful names." he said and he wasn't lying. Yeah he says it a lot, but only because most of the women he meets, really do have beautiful names. God gorgeous women everywhere. He smiled as the dog, Jackson, licked his face. He rubbed his head a little with his hand, before placing it back in his pocket.
Paris looked back over to Cede. "So is Cede short for something?" he asked smiling. He has a gorgeous smile, so why not show it off?
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Nov 29, 2006 21:36:50 GMT -5
‘Hey, girl with the Hollister hoodie.’ It had finally registered through her mind that someone had been calling to her. Wow, it must’ve taken her one...two...thr- well, a while to figure out that it was she that he had been calling. Her eyes shifted slightly towards the now large group of people that surrounded the bench she had just recently only saw two people at. Quite funny actually, it was amazing how some people could attract others in a matter of seconds...or minutes.
After a light nod of her head, too cold to speak, Kerstin made her way over to the over-populated portion of the park. Sighting each person, she smiled at them all and spoke, “Hey, guys. Mmm, body heat, lovely. I’m Kerstin by the way.” She hugged her sides with her arms and clenched her fists even tighter. Two males and, hmm, four girls? Hah, very nice. One of the males was particularly attractive, and the other, she had seen before, introducing herself, but nothing more.
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Post by Isabel Pimm on Nov 29, 2006 21:38:12 GMT -5
Ooc; got to go, might be back later <3 bye
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Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 29, 2006 21:38:39 GMT -5
"Chea, Mercedes. Mercedes Tritoni."
Cede was starring at his eyes. Hottie. Greate. Now she was going to burn in boy hell. She had met James, and Chris, and Antony, and yet, she STILL has yet to be asked out. Great. She was lacking in something. Her only advanage her was...
"You're gorgeous, Why havn't I seen you around?"
Mercedes time.
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Post by nikki on Nov 29, 2006 21:45:31 GMT -5
Sawyer walked along the sidewalk lining an edge of the park, honestly not cold for once. Her hands were covered in a pair of black gloves--with fingers--adorned with shiny rainbows. They weren't all that fashionable, according to today's standards, but they were awesome in her opinion. Other than her gloves, she wore a white shirt with multicolored dots on top of a plain white cami, a brown and pink striped sweater, and a regular black winter coat. Sure, it was four layers, but she could take them off as it got hotter; that is, if it got hotter. Oh. And on her feet, a pair of red Converse. Lovely.
Noticing a group of girls crowded near a male, she could help but chuckle. Obsessed with the male gender, much? Ah well. It was their choice, she couldn't change that. If they wanted to throw themselves at guys, so be it. Honestly, she didn't care. At all. Not one bit. Or...maybe just a little. A LITTLE. [/size][/color]
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 29, 2006 21:49:07 GMT -5
Antony noticed another girl coming. She was walking alone and being ignored by the group of girls and guy he walked over. "Hey.. Mind if we walk with you?"He asked pointing to his puppy who he had taken the leash off and was now running around and tripping.
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Post by Paris Hamilton on Nov 29, 2006 21:51:16 GMT -5
Paris was gla that the girl, who introduced herself as Kerstin, came over. "Nice to meet you Kerstin, you seem really cold. You can sit down if you want." he said tapping beside him, enough room for her. "I'm Paris by the way."
Mercedes Tritoni. Even better name "Wow, your name just keeps getting better and better." he said to Cede. Man was he loving every bit of this.
He merely shrugged at her comment, but couldn't help smile when she called him gorgeous. "I don't know why you haven't seen me around. I've been living her since I was about 7 or 8 years old, but I'm quite busy with my job. That's probably why you haven't seen me. I live right over on the top floor and the one below. Penthouse." he said pointing to a huge, beautiful building. "Where do all of you live in the City?" he asked everyone.
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Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 29, 2006 22:00:24 GMT -5
"Top of the twenty-fifth."
Mercedes needed to say no more. Everyone knew what the twenty-fifth was. It was the nicest building on the side on the country, twenty-five story's high and enough space to occupie about 20 rich new York families. But if it's 25 story's, why only 20 families. Because the Tritoni own five on the god damned floors. Why? Cede liked her space. What a spoiled little...angel...
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Post by nikki on Nov 29, 2006 22:01:03 GMT -5
Sawyer shrugged. "I don't care, really. If you want to, feel free," she replied, glancing over at him for a couple of seconds, then looking back down to the ground. Taking her hand out of her pocket, she looked at the gloves and grinned. They were wild and out there, why couldn't she be?
"I'm Sawyer," she said simply, and softly, eyes now focused on her stomach rather than the ground, as before. "Perry. Sawyer Perry." [/size][/color]
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Nov 29, 2006 22:02:39 GMT -5
Kerstin smiled briefly down at Paris before taking a seat next to him. She was feeling warmer already; the body heat surrounding the bench would do her good. No one else looked /that/ cold though, maybe it was just her. Shrugging it off of her mind, Kerstin glanced around at the other girls. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be here too long, sooner or later she’d be pushed out of the talking, but maybe she’d keep her place on the bench, after all, it was pretty comfortable.
Before speaking, Kerstin moved her gaze towards the building Paris had pointed out. It was very beautiful, and big at that, but weren’t they all? She then looked back into the center of the ‘circle’ of people. They would not be able to see her house from here, but she’d let them know that it was about five minutes from the park. She had walked here anyways. “I live pretty close to here.” She stated, letting her hands come out from the pocket of her hoodie, revealing a pair of cotton white gloves on her hands.
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 29, 2006 22:03:43 GMT -5
"Your gloves are cool."He said smiling. "Nice to meet you Sawyer, I'm Bond, James Bond... Okay not really but you reminded me of that. I'm Anthony Conan, but I go by Antony, cause well. Thats just radd."He said chuckling and shutting up, figureing he was rambling. Well, who wouldn't? It was snowing and he was hyper!
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Post by nikki on Nov 29, 2006 22:10:11 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you as well, Antony," Sawyer replied, looking down at the pup at his side. "She's cute," she pointed out, smiling slightly and looking back toward the group. IT was so funny how people...well, maiinly people of the female gender--flocked to males. As if they were starving Ethiopian children and he was a bowl of soup. Hilarious. [/size][/color]
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Post by Isabel Pimm on Nov 29, 2006 22:12:26 GMT -5
"Oh that's cool" she responded to Parris's comment about modeling. She than got quiet while she listened to the other girls talk to him. Bell started to get a little how you say? Bored, maybe. She leaned back more on the bench and rested her arm on the back of it supporting her head. This is retarded. She thought to herself.
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Post by Ant & Ash Conan on Nov 29, 2006 22:21:28 GMT -5
"Thank you. Her name is Fleur and well. She's a klutz like me. Maybe thats why we fit."He said chuckling as she fell into a snow drift and jumped back out sliding around and then back to him. "I was hanging with them... But I'm not cute enough or something, so they ignored me. Why aren't you over there? Not into the whole.. Flock the guy scene?"
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Post by nikki on Nov 29, 2006 22:28:46 GMT -5
"Well, sorta. I'm not really into the approaching people I don't know thing," Sawyer said, biting at her lower lip. "Maybe they just didn't see you?" she offered, trying to think the best of people. Not everything was dependent on looks, was it? I mean, everyone has had at least one not good looking boyfriend or girlfriend, right? [/size][/color]
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