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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 24, 2007 17:44:34 GMT -5
"You are ALWAYS late and it's ALWAYS because of her." Her being Riley. "You know that I hate people being late, Aiden you were an hour late, and don't give me the 'time flew by' shit.. it worked the first time, maybe." Shasta was pissssed and it showed seeing as she actually called him by his real name. If she had something she would hit him with it... wait her shoe. Riping her hands away she continued to walk from him causally getting her shoe off in the process. In one fluid toss the shoe when flying top speed towards Tweak.
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Sept 25, 2007 14:18:16 GMT -5
He listened to what she was saying, getting slightly angry as she talked. She even called him Aiden; she hadn't called him that since before they became best friends. As she started walking away, he made to go after he. He started to head after her, not really looking. But pretty soon, he felt something hit his face. His nose, to be exact. Clutching his nose, he stopped. Her shoe was hard; he could feel a bit of blood flowing into his hands. He cursed out loud, stopping in the hall and bending his head forward.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 25, 2007 15:05:48 GMT -5
"Damn it.... why do I care?" Shasta asked herself as she walked over to get her shoe. "YOu okay?" She asked still pissed at him but he was stillher best friend. "I'm sick of being put in the back seat Aiden, when she realizes she'll never be right and leaves you who will you have to fall backt on? Who will be thre tapping her foot with the 'I told ya so' you have coming?"
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Sept 25, 2007 17:56:43 GMT -5
He looked up at her, his hands around his nose, but he still managed to talk. Even if he got awful nose blood in his mouth. He looked her square in the eye and said, in the best voice that sounded even remotely close to normal, "Shasta, come on. You know you'll always be first. But sometimes I need to spend time away as well. Wouldn't you get annoyed of me if I was always around, even when you didn't want me around? I swear, nobody would get in the way of us. I'm not like that. You know me better than that. Right?" He looked at her, straightening up.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 25, 2007 18:02:12 GMT -5
She softened, "I guess I do. It's just you spend so much time with her and I feel left out. I miss you, and you didnt' even notice my new tattooo." She said quietly looking at her ankle. "Hold the bridge of your nose and lean your head down, slows and stops the bleeding." Shasta grabbed a tissue from her bag and handed it to him, "Sorry about the shoe."
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Sept 25, 2007 18:05:46 GMT -5
He looked at her, eyebrow raised. "Shas, come on. You know I'll never forget you. And if I ever did, trust me. I'd hurt myself before you even get a foot close enough to hurt me first. And Shasta, you know I'd notice it. But you know how I am with those kind of things. Why do you think I won't let you give me a tatoo? I should've been named Twitch, since you know how the tatoo process freaks me out." He nodded, leaning his head down slightly. Well, a little more then slightly. He quickly took the tissue, holding it under his nose. He looked up at her, grinning. "It's all right. I think I deserve it for being late to practice. Again."
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 25, 2007 18:18:20 GMT -5
"Yeah but it looks cool in the end." SHe smiled lightly as he explained himself. "I guess you really did deserve it, you were late again. I had great news and everything."
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Sept 25, 2007 18:21:39 GMT -5
He nodded. "We play Passion next week! Come on! That's freakin' awesome! Let's head back and start practicing, shall we?"
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 25, 2007 19:08:26 GMT -5
"Fine, we can head back. Sorry I freaked out." She said beginning to walk.
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Post by Scott Fitzpatrick on Sept 26, 2007 15:30:39 GMT -5
-As Aiden-
He shrugged it off. "Like I said, I deserved it. You don't need to apologize." He followed her, holding the tissue up to his nose and looking like a fool.
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