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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 16:15:06 GMT -5
She had been looking at Pierce with a longing glint in her eye. And suddenly, her attention was turned to Aiden with a furrowed brow. 'Uhm. I-I guess.' She walked over to them with only one stumble.
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 16:22:17 GMT -5
Post from Dani::
Aiden laughed, grabbing on to her arm to keep her from falling. "We were just talking about what a jackass Pierce was." he said, slight scowl forming. Then he remembered about lines on his forehead, and quickly schooled his features. "So what do you think about that stupid pissy asshole?" Hm. Said with a straight face- one point Aiden. Zero points aging.
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 16:23:39 GMT -5
She nodded at Aiden's words, but just slightly. 'Mhm. Yeah.' But her heart wasn't into what she said. I want to be with him. Why don't I just walk over to him and kiss him?
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 16:29:56 GMT -5
Dani Post::
While definitely a horrible judge of character, facial expressions were definately his thing. "Oh my god, you still like him!!" he cried, dramtically throwing his hand over his eye. "God, oh God, why do you smit thee so?" Smite? What the hell? ... well, that was Aiden for 'ya. "Why?" Haha. Loaded question- sucks to be yooou, Ericka. He sat down on his barstool, throwing a look to Roxanne. You know the look- the, 'just listen I'll give you the news later!' look that you normally learn at a relatively young age. Aiden knew it at birth. ...At least, that was what he claimed.
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 16:33:57 GMT -5
His exclamation was shocking. 'What? Well. I mean, yeah. I do. And why wouldn't I?' The alcohol must be getting to her, because on a normal, and sober, day, she never would have disclosed such information. 'Because technically, he hasn't done anything wrong to me.' She noticed the look but didn't think anything of it. It had to just be something that comes with knowing someone for a while.
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 16:40:21 GMT -5
DP
"Oh, god. She admits it!!" he slapped on a moments look of horror. "What did he do to you!?" he exclaimed, standing from his bar stool. "He pushed you aside in favor of fighting with ol' Bobbo! He told you to stay out of his way!" Aiden didn't understand what, exactly, the girl DIDN'T get. He thought it was pretty obvious. "Anyways! Its not just you! It all the girls- at leeeeast half- of ALL the girls on Keywest- a week and oh yay bubbly romance! And then BAM! He tosses em aside!" God. Was she ever dense. "It for every girl! Yea!! Girl Power!! Spice Girls songs and all that crap!" Insert a rather lame air-punch.
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 18:54:05 GMT -5
'Why shouldn't I? I figured everyone already knew.' She was kinda getting annoyed at how stupid he was acting. 'Whatever. I will believe what you are saying when I see it. Right now, all I know is he was the first person I really connected to here and that means a lot to me.' Ericka rolled her eyes at his air-punch. How much more immature can this guy get?
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 20:31:54 GMT -5
DP
“UNTIL YOU SEE IT?! YOU WITNESSED IT!!! God, you’re freakin’ dense!! I can’t wait to see how he shoves aside your love and affections when another chance to hit that god damned gorilla in the face!” Mad? Extremely. Facial façade? Shambles. Aging, 1. “Tell her, Roxy!! Tell her about how it always happens, and we’re always the only ones to pick up the pieces! Pierce is a fucking rat trap; get it through your head!” No on ever listened to him. Why the hell not?? He was just as qualified!! More than qualified, in fact!! “Do me a favor and decide when you’re sober!” Stomp. Stomp. Stomp, off to Roxanne’s room- [of course, it was the closest, most dramatic walk-off].
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 13, 2008 20:39:45 GMT -5
Ericka was jaw-dropping shocked. 'Fuck you. She screamed to his as he walked off. What the effin hell? Her eyes started tearing up, but she wasn't sure if it was from what had happened with Pierce, or if it was from someone she didn't know tearing her down to pieces. Her vision was starting to get blurry and she knew she couldn't cry in front of tons of people she didn't know. Her feet started leading her towards the ocean.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Mar 21, 2008 21:33:55 GMT -5
Roxanne paused, “he’s not a complete loss.” She did not quite agree with herself on that one, but it was something to say to keep Ericka from crying. She did not like crying people at her so called ‘party.’ These were usually get-togethers instead of parties; that was beside the point.
She rushed after Ericka as she hadn’t had a better plan. “Hey- don’t take it the wrong way, Pierce just has a way with words and well- he’s a nice guy.” She said, placing a hand on Ericka’s shoulder.
Taylor looked at Pierce and sighed, “dude, who do you like… Ericka or Roxanne…” She was out of alcohol and was sobering down a bit, and this was a question that she needed to know the answer to. She did not care if he did not want her to tell, because if he did not want her to tell- she wouldn’t, she just wanted to know.
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Post by pierce.sparrow on Mar 21, 2008 21:52:54 GMT -5
“Don’t lie to the poor girl so it hurts worse when she’s torn down by that- that womanizer,” Aiden muttered to Roxanne. “Even if your trying to convince yourself.” He muttered that little tidbit in his empty glass to make sure she wouldn’t hear- she would’ve done unspeakable thins to his anatomy if she had.
And not in a good way.
Pierce, on the other hand, sputtered indignantly. “Like? You know I don’t like anyone, Taylor!” Minor lie. They get over it. “I just met Ericka, anyways! And Roxanne is so… Roxanne!!”
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Mar 21, 2008 22:26:34 GMT -5
“You’ve been known to hook up with girls you just met, by the way,” Taylor said, “and you’ve been all over Roxanne since you two met.” This was true, everyone knew it. Taylor looked at him before turning to see Roxanne following Ericka, “well isn’t that funny- the two girls you’re leading on are together right now.” She said raising an eyebrow at Pierce.
She patted him on the shoulder, “Man, make up your mind before- “
She did not finish as Jake came running around them and tried to tackle Pierce. He, of course, tripped over something (or himself) and landed face first into the sand.
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Post by ericka;; on Mar 22, 2008 12:30:16 GMT -5
Ericka couldn't hear anything Roxanne or Aiden had said. Her feet continued walking towards the water, until they met. She turned and walked down the ocean line. This is so screwed up. None of this was supposed to happen no- Her concentration was broken by her phone ringing. 'Dammit'
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 19:30:45 GMT -5
There was something about this night that displeased Roxanne. The whole feeling about how there were random people showing up, random people leaving, and a new friend upset while the other egged her on did not sit well with her. She, being the only one sober enough- or so she thought, decided to call it a night and began demanding people to leave.
She was about to yank Ericka back to the house, but the lucky girl’s phone rang. A parent maybe? Not sure- but she did not want to get her new friend in trouble: just yet.
She sighed, walking out of the water and back to Aiden. “Tonight was not one of our best…” She muttered, picking up a few empty cups that others had left behind. She turned to look for the others, and noticed them standing somewhere off to the side: Jake still face in the sand. “Stupid mother fuck’r passed out…” She said not looking up at Aiden.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 20:21:48 GMT -5
DANI POST:
“Really, Taylor? I hadn’t noticed.” He responded [as dryly as he could] to her, trying to ignore most comments- but like it often does with Pierce, word vomit began to spew out. “And anyways, its not like Roxanne cares about either. She’s made that blatantly obvious,” he added with a roll of his eyes, trying to look bored in the conversation. He totally ignored that last comment, though, as ‘the two girls you’re leading on are together’ gave him a different mental image than what was actually happening, because that was how Pierce’s mind worked.
Then he proceeded to sigh exasperatedly, staring down at Jake, strings of curses corrupting any innocent children near- even though there were none, by the way. “I’m not hauling his ass in the house,” was his initial reaction. “He can sleep out here.”
Aiden sighed, “No, I suppose it isn’t.” Mm, eloquent when drunk- surprising. “I guess not- are we just going to leave her out there?” he glanced over to where she had been looking, rolling his eyes. “Not the most graceful, is he?” Aiden chuckled, wondering what next was going to happen- unless that was the finale. In that case, one hell of a show- encore, encore!
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