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Post by Ileana Sterling on Apr 13, 2009 14:26:39 GMT -5
The sun shone bright as Ileana walked through the park. School was out and all her friends had gone home so that they wouldnt get in trouble by their parents. Ileana smiled as she thought of how her mother and father wouldnt care if she came home late. She walked in the grass watching families and their children becoming a bit jealous of them. She sighed and sat on a near by bench watching people walk by
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Post by Vince Peyton on Apr 13, 2009 14:49:00 GMT -5
The cool breeze whispered beside his ear as a tall brunette wandered into the park. In his hand was a leash and on that leash was a friendly and curious dog. Vince was practically dragged along as Harris sniffed this way and that. The brunette rolled his eyes.
"Come on Harris. This way," he murmured. The dog barked but refused. Instead, he further pulled on the leash. Vince sighed. "Okay, fine. Where do you want to go?" In reply, Harris sniffed the grass, his paws slowly trailing behind. The mahogany-haired teenager ruffled his hair. In the distance, he spotted a girl on a bench.
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Post by Ileana Sterling on Apr 13, 2009 15:50:46 GMT -5
Ileana smiled as she spotted a very handsome boy and his dog. She quickly looked down at her black heels hoping that he hadnt seen her looking at him. Ileana looked over her outfit quickly in case he walked over towards her. She was in a pair of black skinny jeans, black heels and a tight black corset that made her already large breast bigger. She smiled at what her best friend, James had said about her outfit earlier. Ileana flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder before looking back at the burnette and his dog.
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Post by Vince Peyton on Apr 13, 2009 20:51:56 GMT -5
Vince stood in the clearing of the park as he glanced down at his cellphone; his brows were knitted together in confusion. He was no genius when it came to cellphones after all. And somehow, while he was busy figuring out how to go to his voicemail system, the leash had slipped away from his grasp and Harris darted away.
The brunette whipped his head around. "Hey! Harris!" The dog had apparently ran to a bench where the girl he spotted was sitting. Vince quickly darted after the friendly dog and grabbed the leash. "S-Sorry. He has a habit of going around to people," Vince murmured.
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Post by Ileana Sterling on Apr 15, 2009 11:39:33 GMT -5
Ileana smiled and stroked the dog that had run over to her. She looked up at the brunette that followed. Oh its no problem, he is a very very cute dog she said cooly. She couldnt beleive she just said that. She looked the boy over more now that he was closer. He was very handsome in deed. The name's Ileana she said after a moment
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Post by Vince Peyton on Apr 15, 2009 19:33:06 GMT -5
Vince smiled faintly. "Thanks. Nice too meet you Ileana. I'm Vince, and that's Harris." He bent down and stroked the top of the dog's head. Harris barked and leaned into Ileana's touches. "So uh...what school do you go to? I attend at Breeze if you know that school." [/center]
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Post by Ileana Sterling on Apr 17, 2009 11:13:43 GMT -5
Ileana smiled when Harris barked and leaned into her hand. She looked up at Vince as she petted Harris. Yeah I know Breeze, most of my friends go there she said calmly I go to Star she added. She patted the seat next to her motioning for him to take a seat beside her
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Post by Vince Peyton on Apr 17, 2009 13:54:53 GMT -5
Vince smiled. "That's cool. I know a couple that go to Star as well." Seeing her gesture, Vince hesitantly moved forward and sat down on the bench next to Ileana. Harris barked and nudged Ileana's hand to keep petting him. Vince, noticing this, frowned.
"And how come when I pet you, you never respond like that?" he questioned the terrier. Harris simply wagged his tail and pawed at Ileana's jeans. "I guess he likes you," Vince murmured with a slight grin. [/center]
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Post by Ileana Sterling on Apr 19, 2009 15:58:15 GMT -5
Ileana smiled at Harris as the little terrier pawed at her jeans. She picked him up and sat him in her lap, gently petting him. I guess so. she said with a smile. She loked at Vince So how do you like Brezze she asked
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