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Post by Abigail Garrison on Mar 16, 2009 15:38:43 GMT -6
Have you ever wondered what makes a rich girl tick? Is it the money? The amazing cloths and I do me amazing. Maybe it's the fact that they are bad girls who don't get caught? Take Abigail Garrison for example. She's a good girls whose a bad girl who doesn't get caught. She's just good like that. She can probably hide weed in her bag and nobody would ever notice. She's just good at hidding things.
She sat in a sweet little book shop with a honey latte from Starbucks in her left hand and the first Pretty Little Liars novel in her right. Abby's legs where crossed under the table and the book store was quiet but, she couldn't seem to concentrate. It was as if the world was yelling at her to stop reading, take out her phone and talk to her mom. They had a fight yesterday. No, she wasn't about to do that. You could see it in her face that she wsn't into the book at the moment.
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Post by cody trümper on Mar 16, 2009 16:32:20 GMT -6
I don't need no fakes around me...
...All I want is you to be with me. [/b] Bookstores weren’t usually Cody’s thing. But, he needed to pick up a book for his literature class. The Scarlet Letter…a classic…something every junior should read according to his teacher. He’d much rather watch the movie. He wasn’t a reading person at all. Writing was his forte…well, apart from singing. But, reading…nah, he didn’t like it so much. Classes like his literature class made him glad his parents raised him to be bilingual. His teacher didn’t know a lick of German. So Cody’d sit there letting out a string of words that’d get him in trouble if the teacher knew what it meant whenever he found a class particularly ridiculous. He walked through the bookstore carrying the unwanted book, muttering to himself in German about how he’d much rather be watching Daniel tune his guitar than reading that “verfluchtes Buch”. After buying the book, Cody turned to leave, only to spot someone he knew from school. She seemed slightly distracted and didn’t seem to really be focused on the book she held in her hand. With a small smile, he walked over to her and said, “Distracted much?” He sat down across from her, hoping she wouldn’t mind. He didn’t know the older girl all that well, but they weren’t strangers, so he didn’t really know how she’d react. [/size] tag;; Abigail
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Post by Abigail Garrison on Mar 18, 2009 13:22:27 GMT -6
Abby took a sip of her latte. Honey wasn't exactly her favorite flavor but, it tasted totally great with coffee. Her phone buzzed and she quickly flipped it open. Anything was better then this book and he hoped it was her mum.T hey had some benefit thing tonight and she hoped it wouldn't be akward between them. Daddy wasn't as mad but, she did make out with her sisters boyfriend who was the same age a her. It ruined her sisters life forever. Her red heel clicked the table leg impatiently when she noticed t was only a forward. She hated forwards . Abby looked up from Her book adn smiled brightly. "Only a little! Umm, Cody right?" She's\d seen him around before and his hair at first, scared her so, he was hard to forget.
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Post by cody trümper on Mar 18, 2009 19:53:21 GMT -6
I don't need no fakes around me...
...All I want is you to be with me. [/b] He smiled back at her and said, "The one and only...er, well...in a way. Because there are other Cody's...but, yeah...shutting up now." He had a habit of talking a lot at times. He didn't often know how poeple would react to it, so he usually tried to tone it down with people he did't know so well. And, Abigail fell into that category. She wasn't a complete stranger; but, she was someone who probably wasn't anywhere near being used to his slightly hyper-active personality. "So, do you usually sit distractedly in bookstores like this? I'm only here to get a stupid book for school." Cody pulled a face when talking about the book. He'd not even started reading it yet and he hated it already. [/size] tag;; Abigail
word count;; idk
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Post by Abigail Garrison on Mar 19, 2009 13:19:18 GMT -6
Her smiled slightly faded but, you could see it in her eyes that she was still smiling inside. "No, you don't need to shut up. I like when people talk alot. Makes sure theres no ackward silence." Abby giggled and put her phone away along with her book. She took another sip of the latte and shivered when the book store bell rang and then the door closed. It wasn't the warmest outside. Her pink peep toe heels still hit the table leg and she kept it at a steady beat. It was like the beat opf the some Decode by Paramore. Well, not compleatly like that but, close to it. "Umm not normally but, having a fight with my mum, I'd rather not be found. They's never think to find me in a bookstore. Mother doesn't think I'm smart enough." A sigh exscaped her lips. Her mum could critisize her but, if she started out about her mums afair, that would be tarribly wrong and against her mothers word. She hated following what her mum told her but, she did it so daddy didn't get mad at her.Tag: Cody
Word count: 228
Ooc: Hey back to yah^^
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Post by cody trümper on Mar 19, 2009 17:52:45 GMT -6
I don't need no fakes around me...
...All I want is you to be with me. [/b] Cody listened as Abigail explained why she was in the bookstore. He smiled sympathetically and said, “Looks like we’re on opposite ends, then. My parents expect perfection; so, yeah…I try really hard in my classes. Er, more like I tell them I do. I honestly don’t give a shit.” Cody rolled his eyes a bit; it was a habit when talking about his parents. They were all for the whole perfect children thing. Cody was far from it, and they knew. Which, of course, was the cause of many arguments. He honestly couldn’t believe his parents still honestly believed he was straight and was searching for “the one”. But, whatever…just one year left of lying. “I’m not on the best terms with my parents; but, I’m sure many students are that way. Honestly, out of my friends I think Tomas is the only one with a good parental relationship.” Cody started tapping his fingers on the table top as was habit. He didn’t even realize he was doing it. But, he’d randomly tap out some song that was going through his head. “So, when you’re not hiding out in bookstores, what do you usually do on days we’re free from the hell of school?” He didn’t really know much about her; but, he thought that it might be a good chance to. He knew she was older; but, she seemed like someone who wouldn’t be that bad to get to know. But, then, almost everyone seemed like someone who’d be nice to know. He could be pretty naive. [/size] tag;; Abigail
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