Re: C'est la vie.

by **bookcrazI** Sun May 15, 2011 12:00 pm

.. That's true.. At that moment in time I was like half awake and ready to dance around a tree myself.. :/ sorry..

by **peachie-keen** Sun May 15, 2011 12:02 pm

No comment. :3

by **OpenTheDoor** Sun May 15, 2011 12:03 pm

Don't be

And Peachie: SHUSH ;D

by **bookcrazI** Sun May 15, 2011 12:14 pm

Okay...still sorry though... Can't shake this feeling...
Wow.. I'm starting to quote songs..

by **Unabound Justice** Sun May 15, 2011 2:12 pm

Kasey answered the door to see the familiar blonde hair and blue eyes of her ex-girlfriend on the arm of a woman with long brown hair and empty black eyes and stepped aside so they could come in. "I put it all in a box.' she said. The girl nodded and opened the box.
"My necklace is missing."
"What necklace?"
"The one I bought you for christmas." Kasey flinched. That necklace.
"R-right...I'l go get if for you." She ran upstairs and got it and came back down to see Emily and the brunnette making out like sex starved teens. "Here." She said, putting it in the box. Emily nodded and her girlfriend helped her carry it out. As soon as the door shut, Kasey raced upstairs to change. She was deffinitely going out now.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 6:54 am

"You know, Drew..." Devon's voice trailed off.
Sylvia stared at him, unblinking.
"Eh, he needs ti start meeting more girls anyway..." Devon turned around, his cheeks slightly red, wanting to drop the conversation altogether.
"Needs to start meeting more girls? Am I just a tool then? I'm not the sort he needs to meet, am I? And no, don't say I need to meet more guys. I don't." She breathed out in anger, striding away before thing herself to the floor, arms crossed.
Devon just sighed. It was all too easy to anger her, unfortunately.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 10:27 am

Drew raised a brow as he quickly spied Devon, slightly red in the face with a girl trudging away from him. He couldn't help but grin as he walked over himself, his hands in his pockets.
"Afternoon," he grinned, "What's up?...and why are you drenched?"
From afar it wasn't all that noticeable to the boy, but closer up, he couldn't help but snigger.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 11:31 am

"Some GIRL pushed me in the lake." He replied, speaking loudly in hope that the girl would hear him.
Devon spotted the sniggering, and his eyebrows creased. "You bastard. He whispered, feeling the urge to laugh himself now.

Sylvia listened carefully, turned toward the green-blue lake and away from the animals, not fully able to make out the last part of what the drowned one had said.

by **Unabound Justice** Mon May 16, 2011 11:57 am

Kasey changed into her best outfit, a black tube top with a dark gray vest, a pair of dark skinny jeans, her hair up in a pony tail with some forelocks falling over one eye and her Alice In Wonderland Hat.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 12:01 pm

"The first time she got you wet?"
By that time he was laughing fully instead of a snidy snigger. He took the seat on the bench next to Devon, shaking his head slightly at the boy.
"Sorry, mate. Need a bit of cheering up," he grinned, "but you didn't lose your trilby, did you?"

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 12:17 pm

At that point, Sylvia turned her head sharply face them both.
"Nah not the first." Devon managed to catch Sylvia's eye, and gave her a wink.
With a growl, she stood, marched over in n less than five steps, and slapped Devon clean across the face, making his cheek even redder.
"And this," she began, collecting her breath, "is why I hate the male race." She finished, staring Devon in the eyes.

by **Unabound Justice** Mon May 16, 2011 12:19 pm

Kasey put on her black converse, her silver cross necklace, and her blue bracelet to complete the outfit, grabbed her purse, and was on her way.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 12:26 pm

Drew held back laughter, mostly from the sound of the slap on Devon's face. He looked at the girl and smirked.
"De(on, you silly git. I'll take that as a yes then," he mumbled, "and I hate the entire female race but you don't see me slapping anyone."
That was a lie, but for the sake of comedy, he left that be. Inside however, he was laughing his butt off.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 12:58 pm

"A yes to what exactly?" Sylvia demanded.
"Whether you killed my trilby..." the boy mumbled.
"You weren't wearing one."
"I know..." Devon looked down, as if a little boy being told off by his mother.
At this point, Sylvia tried to gain full control. "Oh? And what is it you hate, boy?" She demanded yet again, cocking her head t the side, as a single blonde spike of hair waved in the wind.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 1:04 pm

Drew just giggled like a school girl, looking at the girl with a grin, "Girls, just in general. It's impossible to tell what you guys want. First you know, then you don't, then you get all all over me then the next you want a serious relationship. It's bloody like dating die."
Crossing his arms, he leant back in the bench, his teal eyes staring right at the girl. A small smirk grew on his face slowly, but it never took place of a grin; he still wasn't up for that.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 1:37 pm

The girl's face kind of softened, just for a split second, until she sighed.
"God I know what you mean." She shook her head, and took the place on the bench betweenthe two boys, enough space for half a person, but she managed to fill it without sitting on Devon too much. The second exhale came, as she mimicked the exact positioning. "You're not bad, you know. It's a shame you're a friend of this pathetic excuse for a man."

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 2:00 pm

The boy couldn't help but nod, "I know what you mean. He thinks that he has more balls than Superman when he has less than Wonder Woman. Personally," he began to whisper, leaning into her ear, "I think that he uses the trilby to make up for things."
He winked at Devon, beginning to grin his butt off yet again.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 2:06 pm

Sylvia gave a tiny giggle before being able to speak again. "Eh, I couldn't care." She decided, glancing slightly at Devon, before turning to Drew. "Probably true though." She nodded to herself, showing off her cheekbones in a rather wide smile.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 2:14 pm

Drew nodded, then looked to Devon, not sure if he had heard or not. He just raised a brow, giving his slightly cocky grin a go with the boy. He still didn't get how she had even pushed him in the river.
"The name's Drew by the way," he nodded at the girl, "but I am completely sure Devon has spoken about me; saying how amazing I am and how he looks up to me as an idol and savior in the modern world."
Fluttering his eyelids, he contained a laugh from passing his lips again

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 2:23 pm

"Sylvia. And no, I'm quite surprised he hasn't said anything about you." she recited, reciprocating his nod, still smiling, until an all too loud sigh was heard from the boy the other side of her, as he moodily got up.
"I'll just leave you both to it, shall I?" he snapped, walking away, wondering where the lovely, playful, lighthearted mood between him and her had gone.
The girl just looked back at Drew, and gave a tiny shrug, her dainty figure moving so her whole body was facing him, as she pulled her legs up onto the bench. "He gets like that sometimes around me. I get used to it."

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 2:38 pm

Drew just sighed, watching as the boy left, feeling quite a bit guilty.
"I guess," he murmured, a little absentmindedly, "but he can be like it around other people. He might just be in a mood because I can talk to girls without flirting."
With a shake of his head, he tossed out the thought from his mind.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 3:32 pm

"Thank God you can. It just pisses me off when guys don't see a girl as anything more than an object to flirt with, to woo, or to win." She sighed. "But he's still a lovely person you know. One of the best I've ever met." She sighed, watching as he sat on the bank, the exact spot she had just seated herself in before.
She looked away from Drew, to Devon, then to Drew again. Once more, her head turned sharply to face the sulky boy, and she called his name. "Ohh, Devvy berry, Devon-ny poodle, come here, my lovely, I need your company."
He turned back to her with a slightly confused smirk, and looked at the both as if to say what the hell? He raised his eyebrows, and forced himself to stand once more. "You sure about that, ma'am?" He asked, even his voice portraying his confusion.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 3:35 pm

Drew nodded, "I've been told before."
Mentally, he flicked back to one of his many conversations with Tori, thinking about their inbetween time when they would just lark about.
I miss that...but I guess that's where we are now...again.
The boy smirked at the sound of the nickname, registering them in his mind to bring up when they were out somewhere for some reason together. But he was as confused as Devon at that point.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 3:45 pm

"Of course I'm sure!" she called over the few metres. "Now come sit over here!"
She pointed to the seat, jumping up, as he trudged over, lacking enthusiasm.
"Get that energy into you!" Sylvia coached, begining to do some star jumps, yet still yelling at him to hurry.
Devon reached the bench, where the girl, who he towered above, performed masculine poses to celebrate, as he just looked at Drew as if to ask; "What just happened?"

(I'm basing Sylvia on one of my own friends... she really is like that. :') )

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon May 16, 2011 3:48 pm

Wow... Fun.

Drew just raised a brow, unsure of what happened himself.
"Looks like you've got yourself a keeper," he whispered into Devon's ear with a wink.
Giggling to himself, he clapped his hands to congratulate the boy on waddling over to the bench again; he was too scared to be there by himself.

by Bubblebeam Mon May 16, 2011 3:54 pm

"Eh, it's not really like that..." Devon tried to explain, seating himself, as Sylvia threw herself onto his lap.
He blinked.
"What... what were we talking about?" he asked Drew, gulping as he hoped Sylvia wouldn't notice the bulge in his jeans. He couldn't help it. There was just something about his girl that his little friend wanted to love as much as he did.

Yes, she is rather fun... Gotta love that girl though:')

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