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Post by Amber Peyton on Mar 22, 2008 10:44:58 GMT -5
The bells rang as Amber Peyton walked through the doors. They must of signaled that they was a customer, and that the employees were suppose to act, well, civilized. She walked up to the counter, with a five dollar bill in her hands. There was a person with dark blonde hair in front of her, so she would have to wait. Amber flattened the dark purple mini dress she was wearing. Underneath the dress were chestnut brown leggings, with brown flip flops dressing her feet. Finally the blonde in front of her ordered and received the caramel frappuccino. Now it was Amber’s turn to order. “Uh, may I have a regular cup of coffee?” She said, barely above a whisper. “Decaf?” The cashier asked Amber. “Sure.” Was her reply.
No more then a minute later, there was a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. Amber handed the cashier the five dollar bill, and he handed her some change. “Thanks.” She smiled back, grabbing her coffee. Heading over to a round table for two, Amber took a seat, sipping on the warm drink. |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Mar 22, 2008 10:55:39 GMT -5
Walking down the road towards Starbucks, was none other than Hayley. She was wearing bright blue skinny jeans, her current favorite pants, a white All Time Low shirt, but it's not like you could see it as she had a black pull over hoodie on, and on her feet were black converse. She hadn't bothered to do anything with her hair, so there was a slight wave to it, and a random black headband was in it.
She walked into Starbucks, not really sure if she even wanted anything. She walked up to the counter, pulling a few bills out of her pocket. She studied the menu for a moment, before saying "Could I have a Double Chocolate Chip Frappichino?"
The guy behind the counter nodded his head, and told her how much it was. She handed him a few one dollar bills, telling him to keep the change. She moved to the left, waiting for her coffee. Within a few minutes, her coffee was done and she picked it up, taking a small sip.
She turned around, looking for someone she knew. No one. Of course. She noticed a girl, sitting alone. She had seen her around at school, so she walked over towards her. "Is this seat taken?" |
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Post by Amber Peyton on Mar 22, 2008 11:08:30 GMT -5
Amber was still sipping on her coffee as a new face walked through the doors of Starbucks. The girl looked kind of familiar to Amber but not enough for her to know her name or anything. She watched the girl order. People-watching was one of Amber’s favorite activities, strange enough. She enjoyed watching people’s behaviors and their actions. It was quite amusing. People did the stupidest things, half the time.
The girl with bright blue skinny jeans approached Amber. She glanced up at her, as the one with blonde hair asked her if the seat was taken. “Nope.” She smiled, but quickly looked down at her coffee. Amber was never one for conversations. It sucked being a shy girl. |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Mar 22, 2008 11:16:38 GMT -5
Hayley smiled at the girl. She say down, setting her coffee on the table, not looking at her. She finally looked up at her. "I'm Hayley. It's nice to meet you."
She grinned at her. She probably sounded like a complete idiot. Oh well, it wasn't hard for her to sound stupid. She picked up her drink, drinking slowly from the green straw. She had always liked the cold drinks better than the hot ones. She always tended to burn herself when she got a not drink. You can't burn yourself with a cold drink, now can you? Nope. Didn't think so. |
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Post by Amber Peyton on Mar 22, 2008 11:22:09 GMT -5
Amber glanced over at the girl as she introduced herself. “Oh, I’m Amber.” She smiled, setting her coffee down on the circular table. “It’s nice to meet you Hayley.” Amber replied, trying to sound not so shy and more out-going and enthusiastic. “Do you go to Watson?” Amber asked. It was a usual question of Amber to ask when meeting a new person. She always wanted to find out, for it gave her something to talk about. Something for the two to relate to. Anything to make the conversation less awkward. “I do. I’m a Sophomore.” Amber replied, after taking another taste of her drink. Mmmm. It was good. |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Mar 22, 2008 11:31:27 GMT -5
"Amber's a pretty name.." Hayley said, smiling. She actually loved the name Amber. It was probably one of her favorite names.
"Yeah. I do." She paused, hearing the girl say she was a sophomore. "I am too! It seems that there aren't many sophomores. Well, to me it seems that way to me. Maybe, I just don't know many people." |
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Post by Amber Peyton on Mar 22, 2008 11:43:43 GMT -5
“You think so?” Amber said surprised. No one ever commented her on her name, like ever. “Yours is pretty as well.” She replied, returning the comment.
“Oh cool.” Amber answered, setting down her coffee on the table. It was almost half way gone. “Yeah, I know! Our class is really small, compared to the juniors and seniors. I hear that the freshman class is even smaller. In fact, I don’t even think I know a freshman!” Amber laughed, rambling a bit. [/size][/color] |
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Post by Hayley Steele on Mar 22, 2008 15:26:38 GMT -5
"Yeah. I'm like in love with that name." She shrugged. she didn't like, nor hate her name. "It's alright, I guess."
Hayley thought a moment. "I don't think I've ever even met a freshman either. The senior class is huge though." She paused, sipping her drink. It wasn't even close to done. She always drank and ate stuff rather slow. She wasn't sure why, she just did. |
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Post by Amber Peyton on Mar 22, 2008 15:46:13 GMT -5
"Thanks." Amber smiled, glancing down at the floor. Like most people, she enjoyed getting compliments. "No, it's pretty.." She replied. "I like the way it rolls off my tongue." Amber giggled. It was true.
"I know! It's huge!" Amber said, shaking her head. "There are atleast five seniors for every one freshman. At least they'll be leaving at the end of this school year." She sighed, dreaming of the day she got to leave school. Amber could not wait to get out of school. That would be the happiest day of her life, no doubt about it.
ooc;
Audrey, I just realized this..
My dogs name is Dakota
and my cats name is Hayley.
Weird? Haha! |
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Post by Dakota Woods on Mar 22, 2008 16:27:53 GMT -5
Hayley grinned at her. "Your welcome." She made a face and said "It's too common. My parent's could have done better. I like Stori's name."
Hayley nodded. "I don't really know any seniors, so it won't exactly bother me. I just want Ryuu to leave. He's really annoying." She made a face of disgust at the mention of Ryuu. He made her gag.
OOC:// hahaa. XD |
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Post by Amber Peyton on Mar 22, 2008 16:52:58 GMT -5
"I don't think I know any Hayley's to be honest." Amber replied, running her fingers through her brunette locks. "Yeah, that's a cute name too." She said, nodding her head.
"I know about, two or three. Not a lot.. But I know that they over-populate the hallways." Amber grinned. It was a miracle. Amber wasn't being all shy and inclosed. Usually she'd just reply with one word answers. "Ryuu! That kid's amazing! He makes me laugh all the time. Why don't you like him?" Her face stopped smiling, and returned to a blank state. |
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Post by wowposter on Nov 3, 2008 2:23:26 GMT -5
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Post by wowposter on Nov 8, 2008 9:31:19 GMT -5
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