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Post by flick lani austin on Jun 29, 2009 10:09:33 GMT -5
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A breeze flew through the open window into the dim lit room, fanning out the curtains that hung just above where the window was. Pulling her blankets around her closer, Flick turned around in her bed. Brown eyes cracked open slowly in confusion, unaware that her mother had been in the room not ten minutes early to open the window. It was a beautiful summer morning outside. Warm, as usual, but a cool morning breeze gave the impression that it was chilly. Anyone who fell for that would soon be proved wrong upon walking outdoors into the warm air of late July. Kicking off her sheets, she walked to the window and pushed open the material that covered them to see outside. It was around 9:30 and the sun was peeking in and out of fluffy clouds in the sky. In less then an hour the cool air would vanish and be replaced with the hot dry winds that were summers in Utah. Looking out the window she could see her stepdad below on the front lawn of their townhouse, playing with her two dogs. Smiling, she half pulled the curtains to cover the window again and walked to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, Flick made her way back to her room, cloaked in a big cotton towel and dressed in a pink flowy dress witha jean jacket over top, pink sandals and a long necklace. She figured it was best to bring a jacket though she expected she wouldn't need it on such a day. When she finished dressing, she dried and straightened her naturally curly locks, and made her way down the stairs to the main level of the spacious town home. From the bowl in the main hall, she grabbed a few different keys and hopped on our the door. "Dad, I'm going for a drive," she told her father as she passed him by. Both her dogs came over to greet her happily, and she showed a little love to each before going to the garage to get her car.
With no specific place in mind, Flick had simply been driving around just to enjoy the day. She rolled down her windows and put on some music, which she took pleasure in singing along too. The idea came to her that since she had grabbed not only her car and house key, but her dad's boat keys, she would go for a outing. Almost missing the turn, she pulled into the marina. Her dad let her take the boat out often, so she knew it wouldn't be a problem. Once having found a parking space, she took her keys and cell phone and walked to the boat that their family owned. Within moments, the man who was working shift came over to check that it was infact her boat, and she paid him the fee, then he was on his way. Deciding it would be best to run it by her dad, she pulled out her cell and gave him a quick call. "Hey dad? I'm at the marina.... Yeah.... Mhm... Okay... Thanks dad, see you later." She hung up the phone almost as fast as she had got it out, once he approved of her plan.
Now she simply had to get the boat ready to go out. It was a fair sized boat, and her dad was pretty proud of it. She knew if anything happened, she'd be in big trouble. Climing on the boat, she placed her keys down in a safe spot and took off her jacket and put it down too. Her cell phone was in her jacket pocket, so she didn't have to worry about that. Flick had to untie the boat, so she started back to the edge and stepped up to dock. The bottom surface of her sandal hit the wet dock and slipped, leaving Flick to fall flat on her face. Groaning, she pulled herself completely on the dock and sat up to make sure she was okay.
[/size][/font] NOTES KINDA SHORT AND LAME, I'M SORRY! WORDS 680.
TAGGED CALEB BAILEY. OUTFIT HERE. BOAT HERE.
CREDIT BY HEY BAYBAY !? & SEVENDAIS! AT CAUTION ! [/center] |
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Post by pixel on Jul 20, 2009 22:25:13 GMT -5
 y o u ' l l l e a r n t o h a t e m e b u t s t i l l c a l l m e b a b y
OH LOVE, SO CALL ME BY MY NAME
s o s a v e y o u r s o u l b e f o r e y o u ' r e t o o f a r g o n eThis was pretty much a record breaking. Honestly, it almost needed to go down in history, today's date. Why? It was, perhaps the only day of his life that Caleb Bailey had been up before about eleven o'clock in the morning. Well, not counting the days he got up to his alarm for school and soccer matches and what not. However, today he had been up at 8:30 in the morning. Without his alarm clock! It was pretty much a miracle, considering that Caleb was most certainly not a morning person. He was a night owl, one of those "carpe nocturne" or, "seize the night" sort of people. He usually didn't get to sleep before one o'clock or so in the morning. Last night he'd been out by eleven and up at 8:30. It was now almost 10 and Caleb found himself wandering aimlessly along the marina.
He was now wandering down the marina with really no place to go. It wasn't as if he'd picked up that many friends during his short time in Salt Lake. Had no booming social life. Not that he had back home, either. His life had pretty much revolved around parties and girls (aka sex) and soccer. He was really a little too much of an ass and a womanizer to really have friends. Caleb Bailey wasn't really a likable person, especially right off the bat. He had a thick outer shell that was hard to crack. He came off as a complete jerk, and, really, he probably was. But if anyone actually took the time to get to know him, he could actually be rather a sweet heart. This was mostly reserved for family, though. Family was automatically friends, and therefore he tended to be pretty protective of them and they saw his softer side without trying nearly as hard as other people had to. Of course, even for the closest family and friends he still had his ass hole moments. But doesn't everyone?
He glanced up, his eyes wandering over a rather pretty brunette girl he hadn't met before. Duh, Caleb, he scolded himself. Of course you've never met her. You've been here, like, less than a month. It's not like you just know oh so many people. His eyes widened and then he couldn't help chuckling to himself as the girl fell flat on her face, and sat up, looking a little dazed. He wandered over to her, crouching down. "You okay?" he asked, being decent and polite for once in his life.
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Tag: Flick, uff course
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Post by flick lani austin on Jul 20, 2009 22:47:29 GMT -5
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Though at first she wasn't all together certain, Flick thought she had heard footsteps. They paused, and she could have sworn she heard someone chuckle. Just as she looked up, a guy was in front of her, crouching down to her level. Flick was slightly shocked as she placed her hand to her chest. She had not expected to see him there, or that close. After catching her breath pretty quickly, she nodded her head. "Yup," she replied brushing off her knees and pulling her dress hem down back to it's proper length. When she fell it had hitched up a few inches, but still covered her. "I think it was my confidence that really took the fall," she went on, giving a small sideways smile.
She was careful, how she went about it. Pulling up one knee and standing, as dainty and modestly as possible in her given situation. It was best to stand so she didn't look like some helpless 'damsel' laying there on the ground. It was beyond her control really, to take a quick glance around to make sure no one else had seen her take a tumble. Looking back to the young man in front of her she gave a small smile once again. "Thanks... um.." Her words trailed off as she realized she had no idea who he was. Either he didn't leave in her area or he was new, because she knew most of the people in her neighbourhood and around that area. Maybe he was a new worker at the Marina? She doubted it, he didn't seem to wear a uniform. She concluded to herself he simply must be new. But then again, he could just be from a different part of the city... Flick shook the thoughts from her brain and figured it didn't really matter.
"Well, I'm Flick," she chimed sweetly with a friendly smiled. The brunette loved to meet people, and was always open to making friends. She expected him to give her a funny look, or make a remark. Most people did when she gave her name, but she didn't care for she loved it. It was so different, so uniquely her. She subtly eyed him over, trying to think what his name might be. It was something she used to do with her mom when she was little and they would go to the beach. On the way there, they played games involving the other cars plate numbers and letters. When they got there, they sometimes decided what names best fit people around them. It was just something Flick did in her mind out of habit now.
[/size][/font] NOTES NO IT WAS GOOD (: WORDS 450.
TAGGED CALEB BAILEY. OUTFIT HERE. BOAT HERE.
CREDIT BY HEY BAYBAY !? & SEVENDAIS! AT CAUTION ! [/center] |
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