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Post by Krista Daniels on Dec 18, 2007 22:44:00 GMT -5
“One, please.” Krissi asked politely as she pointed towards a bag of pink candy-floss. The colourful character behind the counter unhooked the bag and handed it to her, in exchange for a dollar or so. She’d chosen to go to the Carnival today, just for something to do. It was a boring, uneventful day and she just wanted to get out of her house, and school for a bit. But it was really turning out to be quite tedious. As she carefully opened the bag of candyfloss and reached inside, she began to look around at the different people. She liked watching people, call her strange if you want, she doesn’t care. But she just loved watching their body language and their facial expressions, it amused her. It took moments to find a free bench to sit at and once she was sat down, she continued her visual exploration. Eventually her gaze fell upon a couple. Her eyebrows rose into her hairline as soon as the woman first slapped him, followed by a small smirk. Oh, this was interesting. She leant back against the bench as the woman took another strike and Krista had to bite down on her bottom lip to stifle a laugh. But as the woman ran away, her stomach dropped slightly. She suddenly felt a lot more terrible for the boy... Oh well.. She just sat there and continued to eat her candy floss.
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Post by Zephyr McFaye on Dec 18, 2007 22:57:29 GMT -5
Tossing his hair to one side in an over-dramatic way, Zephyr stood there amongst the goers to this place they call a carnival. Sure, he had been to them before but not ones like this. Well, not ones in Texas should he say. He was hating himself everyday for managing to get off here instead of Austin or Houston. He put his designer sunglasses on, and continued his adventures on the fair grounds.
Spotting the cotton-candy vendor he wished he had a few dollars on him, but they were securely tucked away in his bag which was located where he had stayed yesterday. He ruffled his hair again, and idling stuck one hand in his tight white jeans. Looking around to see if there was anything worth doing or should he just depart and find amusement elsewhere when he saw a girl sitting on a bench.
Normally girls sitting on benches didn't catch his eye, but what could he say, she was kind of cute? With that thought he made his way over watching her eyes on the couple ahead. Leaning over elbows on the back of the bench he stared at the couple that the girl was staring at him, "You know it's not polite to stare."
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Post by Krista Daniels on Dec 18, 2007 23:18:36 GMT -5
Krista smiled at the couple as they walked away.. She then dropped her candy floss on the ground.. Krista was never one to eat anythign after it had touched the ground, no matter how good it tasted.. She rolled her eyes.. Stupid ass She called herself in her head.. She rolled her eyes as she stood there alone.. She hoped someone wouild come along soon to her.. To talk to her.. She knew that there was some of her friends there but they just hadnt seen her yet.. She yawned a bit.. The attire of Krista was a simple one, tonight. She wore a pair of tight hiphugger MUDD bluejeans, which were faded, and there was wholes fashionably placed below her knees. She also wore a pair of sandals and a short sleeve sky blue Abercrombie and Fitch shirt. Her hair was back in a ponytail as she held her purse close to her side. She had on some cute makeup too.. Her makeup consisted of some eye-liner, lipstick, and blush.. She smelt of coconuts, from her hand lotion, and watermelon from her spray perfume. She then turned... and she surely didnt expect to see Zephyr there.. She then heard his crude comments about staring, and of course, the bitchy side of Krista was then known for all around there.. Her sweet-girl appearance was a good one, until she was set off, and tonight, she was set off.. "Okay hon, whatever, nobody even asked for your opinion, nor does anyone care... He had set her off.. She rolled her eyes and began to walk away from him.. Just another jackass, it appeared to her that was all that guys were, jackasses.
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