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Post by Margaret Fox on Jul 5, 2011 0:54:29 GMT -5
Holly sat on the rooftop with a red and yellow towel laid out. She'd managed to run up hear with out uniform. She was wearing a green and white bikini top, and jean shorts. She had painted her finger, and toe nails a scarlet red color. Her hair was down, and she hadn't bothers to flat iron it, so it looked like someone had set off a blond bomb on her head. She looked out to the sun that was beginning to set. She smiled as she though about how much Emily would enjoy this but, she was probably all ready in bed. She began to hum, making up her own tune in her head.
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Post by Silas on Jul 5, 2011 1:13:32 GMT -5
W [/b][/size] OULD YOU STILL [/b] »[/size][/color] Silas wasn't expecting anyone to be up on the roof as he exited the rooftop door. All the Scottish teen wanted was to be alone for a minute, to avoid everyone's insentient talking, and, most importantly, to avoid being called Shrek or stared at like some kind of extra terrestrial being. He was dressed in the school uniform aside from the tie which was clearly hanging from his pants pocket. Momentarily he considered just turning around and ignoring the girl already sitting there, but her attire caught his eye. He took a few steps closer, a smile playing at his lips.
"Hello, [/color]"Silas greeted politely, drawing his hands into his pockets as he stood behind Holly. ✘silas [/blockquote] « BE QUESTIONING ME [/size] ?[/b][/size][/right][/blockquote] |
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Post by Margaret Fox on Jul 5, 2011 1:26:40 GMT -5
Holly smirked as she heard the voice coming from behind. "Hello." she replied back to him and turned her neck slightly so she could look over her sholder. "Would you liek to sit?" she asked.
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Post by Silas on Jul 5, 2011 1:32:14 GMT -5
W [/b][/size] OULD YOU STILL [/b] »[/size][/color] Silas certainly wasn't going to turn that offer down. Sitting next to her seemed just as temping as anything he was going to do instead.
"Love to, [/color]"Silas nodded, sitting next to the girl. He drew his knees up to his chest, resting his arms atop his knees. " Pretty up here, isn't it?[/color]"Silas prompted as his gaze shifted from her to the world beyond them. This high vintage point was appealing to him. ✘silas [/blockquote] « BE QUESTIONING ME [/size] ?[/b][/size][/right][/blockquote] |
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Post by Margaret Fox on Jul 5, 2011 1:44:56 GMT -5
"Yea, it really is." Holly smiled. "So.....Whats your name? Oh, Silas, hmm, cool name." she smiled at him, than her face fell. "Oh! Sorry, I'ma mind reader....Heh... I'm Holly Fox."
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Post by Silas on Jul 5, 2011 1:50:31 GMT -5
W [/b][/size] OULD YOU STILL [/b] »[/size][/color] "A mind reader? [/color]"Silas replied. This was bad. " I get in enough trouble with the stuff I say- don't hit me, okay?[/color]" Though he said it with humor in his voice, he meant it. Already he'd thought she was cute, which wasn't exactly something you said off the bat (or apparently thought initially). Blame it on the bikini top and shorts- his mind automatically went to how attractive she was. If she actually knew what went on in his mind... Man, he didn't even want to be inside his own head. And no matter how hard he tried to tell himself not to think anything, he found he was thinking something. ✘silas [/blockquote] « BE QUESTIONING ME [/size] ?[/b][/size][/right][/blockquote] |
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Post by Margaret Fox on Jul 5, 2011 12:16:46 GMT -5
Holly smirked. "Oh don't worry dear, nothing I haven't heard before." she rolled her eyes, amused. "So, clear your head of anything you don't want me to know... I won't dig up any thoughts or memories if their not bluntly put out there." she smirked again, and forced the image of a happy clown into his head.
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Post by Silas on Jul 5, 2011 14:59:40 GMT -5
W [/b][/size] OULD YOU STILL [/b] »[/size][/color] Instead of feeling comforted by her reassurance, Silas blushed lightly as she said he shouldn't worry. The useful thing she did say was that if he kept it off his mind, she wouldn't pry.
"I bet you have. [/color]"Silas replied, grinning playfully. When he suddenly saw a clown in his head, his only defense was to stare at her. Was that his doing? A clown, really? He shook his head to clear it, running his fingers through his dark hair. " Clowns aren't really my thing. I guess I deserve that- rather I think of a clown than you, huh? But... Come on. What's with the clothes?[/color]"Silas questioned. " That's not really standard school issue, is it?[/color]" ✘silas [/blockquote] « BE QUESTIONING ME [/size] ?[/b][/size][/right][/blockquote] |
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Post by Margaret Fox on Jul 5, 2011 15:27:35 GMT -5
Holly smirked. "You have no idea." she mused. She giggled as he asked about her clothes. "Ohhhhh, well, heh heh, ya know.." she said reaching behind her neck to tighten the strings holding her top up. "Girls gotta have some fun in her life.." She grinned. "My fun happens to give guys soem fun too." she laughed lightly.
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Post by Silas on Jul 5, 2011 15:51:22 GMT -5
W [/b][/size] OULD YOU STILL [/b] »[/size][/color]
"Hey, I'm not complaining."Silas replied, holding up his hands in surrender. After a moment, he dropped his hands and rested his arms on his knees again, his gaze going to the scene in front of him.
"Forget my dorm, this is where I'd like to sleep. Under the stars, with the wind. But no crawling bugs- hopefully it's too high for them.
[/color]" Silas stated absently. He really would like to spend more time up here, and while the sky was a pretty shade of blue now, his real interest lie in the dark night sky and the many stars that decorated it. ✘silas [/blockquote] « BE QUESTIONING ME [/size] ?[/b][/size][/right][/blockquote] |
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