Just like that, baby[Gentier]

[Sabrina Lerouse]

I'm not sure if I spelled your name right.
haha, sorry.



Sabrina sighed as she sat on the dark oak mall bench, staring at her hand. She was obviously in her own little world, not noticing everyone staring at her as they walked by. She blinked as some kid ran infront of her, and yawned. She was tired for some reason, ok well she didn't get a lot of sleep last night. She sighed as she blinked a few more times, standing up. Today she wore a grey V Neck long sleeve that showed a little cleavage, a pair of short navy cargo kind of shorts, and converse low-tops. She was into fasion, if you couldn't tell by staring at her outfit. Everything had to match... but some days you'd see her in sweat pants and an old t-shirt with her hair up and no make up on.

Lately she had just been bored, she hadn't met a lot of people yet since she'd only been there a few days now. She took a deep breath as she pulled her hair from under her shirt where it settled as she tried to stay awake on the bench. She started walking, her blue eyes looking around.


[ok.
the size wasn't shitty but my skill was
sorry. lol]

[Gentier Carpio]

Gentier walked down the bottom floor of the mall, his face glued to the screen of his sidekick. Ever since everyone knew school was coming to an end for the year, he had received a lot of numbers in his phone from mostly women who wanted to kick it with him. His thing was, he had the little groupie girls, he couldn't avoid that but he had been with Candace for coming up on six months now and he wouldn't dare risk that. She meant a lot to him, and he wasn't ready to lose her just yet.

He had the habit of being in the zone when he was texting, he didn't pay any attention to the people around him, and he didn't answer any questions or people calling him until after he was done. And even then the majority of the time he didn't hear or remember what you had asked him or what you were telling him. Thus his reply was always "Huh?" Besides, it didn't help that he had his earphone in his left ear and his music on blast, so it couldn't ALL be blamed on texting. He was on a mission anyways and he as in a pretty damn good mood; today was pay-day and he had just cashed his check, he was on a hunt for some more t-shirts and hats; well 4 or five t-shirts and a hat or two. He had become better at saving his money.

He dressed simple today, it was nice out and he wasn't in the mood to go all out with the way he dressed. Everyone had one of those day's right? Girls wear sweats and tank-tops a wore black Dickie's shorts, a pure white wife beater, a black and white Atlanta Braves baseball cap that he wore wit the bill pointed straight forward. A pair of checkers black ad white Vans slip ons were on his feet and he wore three pairs of socks that alternated between black and white and were pulled down a little each time to loo like they were layered and so every soc could be seen clearly. It was a personal style type of thing to him, no one did t but him. He had a wallet chain attached to the loops of his shorts on his left side and a black belt with a silver belt buckle; his first initial engraved in the buckle.