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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 8, 2008 21:15:38 GMT -5
"Yea, I know how to drive. But I'm not supposed to so shhh." She laughed making it out of a joke and tapped him on the arm as if another way to tell him to keep it quiet.
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 8, 2008 21:25:21 GMT -5
Trey digs in his pocket like he was getting something. He takes out a imaginary key, placing it to his mouth, turning it to the side like he was locking his mouth. Trey puts the key away and begin to do shrugs, and hand signs, but he was just being funny. He telling her to listen and watch, carefully. He points at Melody, then puts his hand in front of him, turning it to the left and right like he was driving. He was basically asking her, "If she wanted to drive to the mall."[/size]
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 8, 2008 21:35:23 GMT -5
She wasn't sure how she even understood what he was saying but she just felt a connection immediately and knew what he was asking. She nodded her head and answered him. "Sure" She laughed, it felt like they had there own little secret code and they were ten years old again trying to be spies and sneak around making notes on there little notepads.
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 8, 2008 21:41:50 GMT -5
Trey digs in his pocket, taking out the car keys to the car. He gives it to Melody. "Let's go." he smiles, standing up. He holds out his hand for her to grab. "Let's walk to the car, TOGETHER!" he jokingly laughs, then winks at her..[/size]
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 8, 2008 21:47:39 GMT -5
She takes the keys from Trey and takes his hand making a silent answer. Of course he wouldn't need to hear her answer out loud anyway because he knows what it would be already. She grins and walks to the car with him. Hand in hand.
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 8, 2008 21:59:19 GMT -5
Trey walked to the car without even thinking it's locked. He tries to open the door for her, but felt it wasn't opening. "What the hell?" he looks at the car, and tries to open it. He looks through the window to see it was locked. "Oh...." he begin to laugh. "I don't know." was his response for his action on that part.[/size]
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 8, 2008 22:02:54 GMT -5
Melody laughs a little but doesn't say anything, she just hands him the keys so he can unlock it.
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 8, 2008 22:12:28 GMT -5
Trey takes the keys, sticking it into the keyhole, twisting it to the left. He grabs the door handle, opening it up. "Here you go, Ma'am.". Once she gets FULLY into the car, he takes the key out of the keyhole to hand it to her, then closes the door. He walks around the car to try and open his door, but it was locked. He taps at the window with his index finger, telling her to unlock the door..[/size]
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 8, 2008 22:16:20 GMT -5
Melody waits for him to unlock the door and gets in taking the keys from him again. Smirking at the fact that his door is still locked, she thinks of acting silly and leaving him locked out for a few minutes as if they were playing a game but decides not to and leans over unlocking it. When she leans over her jacket unzips a little and when she is in her seat again she zips it up more, buckles her seatbelt and starts the car waiting for Trey to get in.
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 8, 2008 22:27:43 GMT -5
Trey looked shocked, as his mouth dropped like she didn't see him outside. Trey makes a puppy look for her to open then laughs. She leans over to open the door, and noticed her zipper had unzipped a bit, but he pretend he didn't see it. He opened the door, getting into the car. "You know how to start it right?" He teased, but first, he buckles himself up. He had to make sure, she ain't one of those reckless drivers that zooms and stuff. He always tend to overreact during those situations.[/size]
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 8, 2008 22:33:25 GMT -5
"Yea, duh." She laughs a little and starts the car, pulling out of the parking spot slowly and driving off around the corner. She knew how to get to the mall like it was the back of her head, seriously though. Who wouldn't?
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 8, 2008 22:51:48 GMT -5
Trey watches her drive, and he also looked out the window. "Wow. She knows what she doing." Trey chuckles. He begin to screw around with the radio. "What you like to listen too?" he asked, while he flips through the stations.[/size]
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 9, 2008 6:21:46 GMT -5
"If anything I am not in the mood for country right now" She hadn't been in the mood since Jackson died, and ever since she hadn't even really listened to music. It had kind of been their thing to listen to music and dance to it. She had all kinds of inside jokes for various songs with him and if she heard any of the songs it would just make her think about all the jokes. They weren't that really into the country. They would make fun of a lot of country songs actually.
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Post by Trey Lewis on Jan 9, 2008 17:11:46 GMT -5
"Good." he smirks. Trey decided to turn it off for now, he wasn't in the mood to hear any music, at the moment. Trey laid back on his seat, looking over at Melody. "Would you mind," Trey paused for awhile. "Would you mind, if we get a little bit a personal with one another. Tell something deep about each other, that we would never usually tell others or that we don't know about each other. We might as well express our feeling to one another, since we're both alone and noone being nosy" Trey had a serious expression on his face, but he always thought of his brother, Bryan, when he mentioned "Nosy". 'Boy. My brother is always nosy, I hate mentioning that word "Nosy" sometimes, because he's the first person to come to mind" Trey thought to himself.
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Post by Melody Frost on Jan 9, 2008 20:20:57 GMT -5
She kept driving and listened to him talk while her eyes were still on the road. "Sure" She didn't mind telling him things, after all he was one of her friends, and one of her only ones at that. Yea, it was true that she knew a lot of people and was really outgoing but she wasn't really friends with any of those people. She would only talk to them if she saw them and half the time she didn't even believe they really liked her. "Like what?"
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