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Post by antonybastian on Nov 6, 2006 17:21:46 GMT -6
Antony Bastian sighed, a hand running along the spine of a CD. "No, no, no," He muttered, "Wrong, wrong, wrong. Where is it?" He placed the CD back into it's slot and scrunched his face up, lifting a random CD from the bin. He sighed again, placing it back and walking towards the cash register, his signature blue and gray Puma shoes making almost no sound as he stepped through the aisles.
He reached the counter, brown-green eyes searching for any sign of life. No such luck. He stuck his hands into the pocket of his black jacket, name brand, of course, and sighed. Don't they usually have a bell to ring, or something?
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Post by lindsiholden on Nov 6, 2006 17:27:33 GMT -6
Lindsi walked into the CD, her oversized sweater sheltering in her from the cold outside. She breathed a sigh of reliefe as she felt the warmth on her. She walked around and saw Antony.
She squealed, and ran over to him, her nike's making no sound, except a little squish everynow and then. She jumped up and gave him a hug, her fitted jeans pulling away from her ankles, revealing her tanned skin underneath.
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Post by antonybastian on Nov 6, 2006 17:30:04 GMT -6
Antony was taken aback by the sudden hug, but soon hugged back when he realized who it was.
"Hey, Linds, what are you doing here?" He asked, although the answer seemed obvious. There isn't that much of a variety of activities to do in the CD shop. "Looking for anything specific?" He laughed, scratching his head, still looking for a worker, "Because finding someone who works here seems to be impossible." He laughed again, shaking his head.
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Post by faith on Nov 6, 2006 17:33:28 GMT -6
"No thats not it either!" Ashley cried out she put the cd down and went to look for assistence. She noticed a boy and without even thinking she walked up to him, "Do you work here, because I really need some help?" she asked as she tapped him on the shoulder.
She waited for him to turn around. Her brown eyes scanned the store intending to find somesort of sign to where her cd was but she has no luck. She sighed and tugged down her shirt. This place is a mess she thought to herself.
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Post by antonybastian on Nov 6, 2006 17:37:23 GMT -6
Antony turned, raising his eyebrows at the girl, "Uh, no, I don't. I was just looking for somebody who works here myself." He sighed, "But I guess I'll have to find the CD on my own."
He suddenly looked up, holding his hand out to the girl, "I'm Antony Bastian, by the way." He said, simple manners kicking in. He always introduced himself to people, which may be why he had so many friends.
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Post by lindsiholden on Nov 6, 2006 17:38:27 GMT -6
"Nope. Not really."she said, releasing him and glancing up at the girl that she knew to be Ashley.
She nodded a 'Hi' to her, and smiled. Then she noticed that she had tapped Antony on the shoulder, and fought back her laughter, keeping a straight face. She sighed, and ran a hand through her black hair, hair that she didn't like very much. She streached, feeling tight from yesterday's Gymnastics.
She blinked, making her eyelash's un-clump from the 'non-clump' mascara. Yeah, that worked. Along with the mascara, black eyeliner was placed carefully on her eyes, and a bit of blush was placed on her cheeks.
She bit her lower lip and waited.
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Post by Anne Lévesque on Nov 6, 2006 17:40:08 GMT -6
Worst hangover ever.
Seriously, nothing could top this, and Anne was definitley feeling it. The only thing she could honestly manage was to skip class and head for the Compact Disk, a local CD store. Normally, she was more of an ITunes of Limewire kind of girl, but she wasn't in the mood for illegal downloading, and had some extra cash. Besides, she needed some fresh air from the newly designed dorm of hers. Stepping out in a shirt & jeans, with not so much effort with everything else, Anne took her little BMW baby down the California roads into the store.
What was she in the mood for? Maybe some Elliot Smith or Bright Eyes. Whatever the mood, she needed some types of music. To her surprise, she saw some familiar faces. She walked over to them and decided to make conversation, despite how much her head felt like an anchor.
"Hey. Crazy party last night, right?" Anne said, giving a light laugh. In all honesty, she didn't remember much of any of it. She slept on her bed in very wet clothes half dressed, so she didn't want to know.
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Post by lindsiholden on Nov 6, 2006 17:44:27 GMT -6
Lindsi stood there uncomfertly, remembering how she had sat on the beach, away from the party and watched the waves. 'Crazy Party.'she thought bitterly to herself. She hadn't seen anyone, probably because they were all drunk and making out.
'Anyway, it's your fault' a voice ringed to her. 'I know.', she awnsered, glad to have no other reponses.
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Post by faith on Nov 6, 2006 17:47:09 GMT -6
"Oh! I am so sorry" she said with complete innocents. "My name is Ashley, Ashley Adams" she said with a smile
"But you could call me whatever you want, as long as its not bad" she said with a slight giggle. "I am begining to wonder if anyone works here" she sighed as she leaned over the counter to check.
"I don't see anybody" she said with a little strain. She held her skirt down, she didnt want anyone sneeking peaks, I mean she wasnt that type of girl but God knows if she was most likely she would get more attention from guys.
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Post by antonybastian on Nov 6, 2006 17:47:30 GMT -6
Antony laughed, "I'm missed out on the crazy." He said, "I was at the cove through almost the whole party." He smiled, stopping himself from adding 'With Kylie.', and decided he'd let it come up some other way.
"But I know everyone got too drunk to make it home. Half the people passed out in the Shaks. It's all good, though." He laughed, shaking his head.
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Post by Anne Lévesque on Nov 6, 2006 17:55:19 GMT -6
The group was quiet after Anne had asked the question. Great, so none of them seemed to feel her pain, or atleast encountered the alcohol. Maybe she had done something ridiculous last night, oh she prayed she hadn't. She smiled, as Antony seemed to be the only one with a complete answer that could show proof that he was actually there. Hah, the Shaks. Of course the poor people would get the passed out portion on their doorsteps, and Anne found that funny. Yep, she didn't exactly associate with any other levels other than herself, and was risking this. She knew Antony wasn't exactly a Shak kind of guy, but she didn't exactly know the other girls. Too much thinking, more talking.
"Yeah I heard about that. I'm not surprised." She said, scratching the back of her neck and blinking her eyes. Some mascara has dribbled infront of it, as she blinked it out and then looked back at them. Smooth.
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Post by sariavanembden on Nov 6, 2006 17:58:49 GMT -6
From her crazy last night, Saria just wanted to relax at her favorite music store. She had time to kill before she had to go off to Starbucks anways. She could actually remember last night (Well, some of it), her late night rescue mission sobered her up a bit. But she did have a pretty bad headache when she woke up, and barely managed to stay awake in class.
Here she was now, in a pink whifebeater and a short denim denim skirt, trying to listen to music. Her hair pulled up into a messy bun, her bangs pulled back with a thick black headband. A few strand hanging out. Inside were a few people chatting away, she didn't want to bother them, so she would be silent.
She quietly slipped pass and went over to the headphones; she didn't know what she was in the mood for. She was by the rack searching for something when her big leather purse caught to the CDs as she turned.
Crash!!!!! The CDs were flying to the ground. The loud noise stirred up her headache, she winced. She now looked up, "Oops."
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Post by faith on Nov 6, 2006 18:04:30 GMT -6
Ashley came down and looked at Anne. "I went to the party but I really didnt stay long I had to go rush home my mom needed me" Ashley sighed "I really wish I had stayed though..." Ashley said under her breath. She really did wish that she could have stay after all she loved a good party.
Ashley looked down at the floor then at Anne, she smiled "I am not quite sure I know you, My name is Ashley" she giggled and held her hand out. Anne seemed like the type of girl she could become good friends with.
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Post by Anne Lévesque on Nov 6, 2006 18:17:09 GMT -6
The anchor in her head plummeted even further & harder as she heard CD's crash to the floor. Shit. She said, as she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, in a furry to try and please her headache. She glanced over and saw a girl around their age, maybe even at the academy just mention a simple oops. Smooth move. Anne thought to herself, as her head continued to pound. Not good. She looked at the tall girl, and somehow she seemed somewhat familiar. Had she seen this girl before? Probably.
"Ouch. Anne Lévesque." She said in response, holding her head in one hand and shaking the girl's hand with the other. "So, your mom must've needed something important for you to miss that party. I mean, unless you're not the party type." She said, looking at her ground, then at the girl. My goodness, compared to Anne herself, the girl was very tall.
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Post by faith on Nov 6, 2006 18:27:53 GMT -6
"Not really she needed me to fetch her alchohal so she could get some guy drunck and sleep with him" Ashley said but then noticed she wasnt allowed to say that. She covered her mouth, "J-j-j-just kidding" Ashley stuttered.
She was a horrible lier, "Um, so what were the highlights of the party?" she asked trying to change the subject. She looked at the ceiling, smooth moves Ashley, now the whole school will know about you drunk mom and everyone will hate you, ashley thought to herself. She thought to run out and to run home but that would make her seem cowardly. She just stood there and smiled.
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