Don't You Know Who I Think I Am? {Willy-Chan}

[Blaise Thompson]

Here he was. Starbucks. Usually, Blaise never found the time to go to Starbucks for his coffee. Sometimes he'd make it himself at home before school. On the weekends, it was soda. But today was a coffee day, and he didn't feel like making it. So he decided to head to Starbucks.

Walking through the doors, he went to the counter and ordered his normal coffee. As he stood at the counter, tapping his fingers patiently, he spotted the newspapers, and took one. The comics were definitely worth the money for newspapers.

The lady behind the counter brought him his coffee. Reaching into the back pocket of his jeans, he pulled out his wallet to pay her. He smirked as she gave him his change, said thanks for the coffee and newspaper, and headed to a table.

Today, he had on his black jeans that were ripped at certain places, and a white tee shirt, and black Converse on his feet. Sitting down at the table, he searched through the newspaper before finding the comics. Putting the rest of the newspaper on the end of the table, he straightened the page out, and began to read the comics, sipping his coffee.

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

“DAMNIT!!!! IF I WANNA BRING A DUCK IN HERE I WILL!!!!” Audrey screamed, storming back into Starbucks. The manager had taken her out because Audrey had brought Sergeant Quackers with her into the store… She didn’t even have a chance to order anything. Quackers didn’t even pick anything!!!

After a few minuets inside, the manager eyeing her she ordered two triple chocolate something-something-something smoothies. A few more second they presented her both her smoothies, in one she dropped a hand full or rock like duck floor in and out it on the floor and Quackers next to it.

It didn’t look so appetizing, but Sergeant Quackers seemed to like it. So she watched, sipping on her own smoothie watching….. Suddenly, no one would believe it but Quackers went wild. He jumped in the air, he must’ve been in a sugar high. She jumped as well, scared the hell out of. He ran off toward the corner, and some kid was there. It was going to be death to the duck the way the kid looked.

Chasing after him, she ducked under the table trying to catch him. She missed sadly. He was the hardest duck in the world, and he was going to attack. No wonder they didn’t let ducks in. “DAMNIT QUACKERS!” Audrey said, trying to sit up but hitting her head on the table. Sergeant Quackers must’ve been in an evil mood because it looked like the duck was amused. Flying in the small corner pecking at the kid’s foot.

Audrey felt bad, so she finally yelled, “Sergeant Quackers says sorry!!!” Audrey yelled, still attempting to catch the duck. She wasn’t aware of her surrounding besides the evil table of death. She needed to get Quackers before they were banned for life. Quackers liked smoothies too much!

[Blaise Thompson]

Sipping his coffee, he stared at the comics. His eyes were slightly unfocused; he was still abit sleepy. Yawning, he placed his coffee on the table before turning the page and reading some boring artical about a flood somewhere.

Shouting reached his ears, nearly causing him to jump out of his seat. Was he going crazy, or did he just hear quacking? But the constant pecking at his feet told the truth. Bending down, wincing with a bit of pain, he saw a duck pecking at his feet! A duck, in Starbucks. Something new every day...

He tried to move his feet, but it wasn't really working well. He watched as a girl practically dove under the table for the rabid duck, and as she shouted out an apology, he shook his head as the girl hit her head on the table. He decided to try and help out the girl; he tried to use his legs to try and catch the duck, but that duck seemed to be interested in pecking people and staring at the girl with pink hair.

"Dammit...come on!" He tried again to catch it with his feet, but apparently the duck wasn't so keen on being caught by him. He looked toward the girl and said, "I'm guessing this thing is your pet, right?"

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

Audrey failed on catching the duck again, because he was much smarter then that. Pecking randomly Audrey heard a voice and she gave a small scream forgetting people were in here. “Pet is a wrong choice of words, but close enough.” Audrey said, after realizing this was the kid Quackers was trying to kill.

This duck was definitely on a sugar high, because after a few minuets he slowly came to a halt and stood there motionless. “Sergeant Quackers, are you dead?” Audrey whisper under her breath pulling him from above and crawling out from under the table. After she was out of range of the table of death, she stood up Sergeant Quackers by her side.

“Sorry about that, mate. Say sorry Quackers.” Audrey said, putting the duck in front of the kid’s face. Quackers just stared blankly, not sure what to do but he quacked. Audrey pulled him back, and said a few threats if he was ever to do that again and etc…. It sounded pretty bad since she mentioned an ax and some other thing that would freak out so many people they would try to hang her.

Audrey still hung around the table for two reasons, one she didn’t know what would be the right time to leave, two she was wondering where her smoothie went. Probably in the floor… Or the garbage… Or on someone else…. Or….. Whatever it was, it was behind her and she didn’t want to know who was behind her either. So she might as well just stand there and wait.

{Sorry it’s crap}

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[Blaise Thompson]

He shook his head as she said that. "Well, it sure acts like a pet. expect for listening..." His feet were slightly aching now. The duck sure had strength. How it had gotten in when they'd gotten into an argument with the manager, he had no idea.

As he realized the duck had stopped moving around animatedly, the girl stood up straight with the duck. How she'd manage that, he wouldn't know. That duck probably would kill someone if it wasn't careful. But his feet were probably the first victim.

As the girl talked to the duck about apologizing, he heard something about an ax, and wondered about this girl. He knew they were the perfect couple; a crazy duck, and a girl that talks about axes. How he ended up with weird people, he had no idea. It must have been a curse.

He grabbed his coffee and took a sip, turning back to the comics for a few minutes before realizing the girl and duck were still standing there. Looking up at them, he raised an eyebrow as they just stood there. But, after a few seconds, he cleared his throat and said, "Do you want to sit down?" He gestured toward the seats opposite him. Although he was a little hesitant with the duck.

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

Audrey shrugged, and patted the ducks head. “He’s more like a brother. Well, if my mum had Quackers instead of Avory I wouldn’t have any complaints.” Audrey said with another shrug. He felt bad about the Quackers feet deal; he’s a vicious little mother….

Audrey stared blankly at him while he asked, and she shrugged and put the duck down. Then she walked around behind him, and started touching his hair. She had a reason, really. “I love your hair; this is what I imagined for the male lead in my play. Well, second male lead. The first one has to have lovely white hair. Or green. Still not sure.” Audrey began, babbling a few other things that had to do with his hair. Stupid hair fetish is going to get her shot one day.

After a few moments, she stopped looking through his hair, and picked up Quackers and replaced him with herself on the seat. She was nuckin’ futs, but you just had to laugh at her odd personality. Maybe you would learn to love her and much as Summer and Maria but that’s ‘maybe’ and it had bad odds.

[Blaise Thompson]

He shook his head. It wouldn't surprise him if one day he randomly had a fear of ducks. That wouldnt' really surprise him in the least.

He stared at the girl as she came around behind him. He raised an eyebrow before he felt her touching his hair. He looked straight up, even though he still couldn't see the girl. "Umm...thank you?" He honestly didn't know what to say. This was the first time somebody randomly touched his hair and said they loved it.

Even if the girl was odd, she definitely had an interesting personality, to say the least. He looked at her before realizing he didn't even know her name. He cleared his throat and said, "Yeah..um...what's your name?" He just stared at her as he waited. Usually he knew peoples' names before they went touching his hair. Although that randomly happened. Thinking that sent shivers down his spine. People touching him randomly gave him the creeps at times.

[sorry! my muse was kidnapped/ran away, so my posts will be suckish....]

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

Audrey grinned, knowing that she was scaring him. “You’re welcome. Love, did you pay someone to make your hair so pretty?” Audrey said, walking around the table to her duck. She picked him up from the seat and replaced the empty seat with herself. Audrey flipped her hair away from her face with her free hand and smiled awkwardly.

“My name is Audrey. What about you? Do you have a name? Or can I call you Emerald Indian of The West? They ride horses there! I bet you want to ride a horse! Do you like horses?” Audrey continued, hoping he would take the nickname. It would be wonderful because she was trying to find someone who would take it. Even didn’t even want it, and that was hard to say because he likes almost every name more then Sergeant Quackers Hall-Smith. She was also flooding him with questions, but that’s normal for a stranger danger person.

[Daniel Meakin]

He had to admit; the girl had a problem with people's hair. Well, if you have pink hair, why wouldn't you be interested in hair? Although, to Blaise, his hair was pretty natural. Sure, it fell into his face and was dark with a slight hint of brown in the back, but that was it. He shook his head, saying, "Nope. It's all natural, believe it or not."

He stared at the girl. She sure could talk fast. He nodded, saying, "Name's Blaise. Nice to meet you, Audrey. And...umm...sure, you can call me that?" He stared at her; she sure could come up with some weird nicknames. And he'd had a lot of them, but that was definately a new one.


[Sorry. Too tired to switch accounts at the moment]

[Lyric Paden]

Audrey smiled, tapping her fingers on the table with one hand, the other holding the duck. “I believe it. I would love to meet your parents. I am sure there hair would be nice as well.” Audrey said, turning her attention of what was on the table. Newspaper….. Eh….

Audrey nodded, glad that someone took her nick name. “Blaise is an interesting name.” Audrey said, still examining the front page. Nothing rather interesting. Actually it was pretty damn boring, but still stared at it for no apparent reason. I guess to just familiarize herself with it so she wouldn’t be lost later.