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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 1, 2008 22:24:57 GMT -5
Brock woke up and decided to go to the beach. Putting on his trunks and a shirt, and grabbing a towel and his cell phone, he left his dorm and walked to the beach. Once there, he threw his towel and phone down and took his shirt off, showing off his pale and freckled, yet toned stomach. He then walked to the edge of the water and slowly walked into it.
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 1, 2008 22:37:33 GMT -5
Bridgette smiled happily, jumping out of her car. Today was an amazing day to head to the beach. The girl was dressed in a navy halter top, with a white bikini underneath. On her legs, were very short denim jeans. Her hair was down, past her shoulders. It was pretty straight today, but Bree figured that the harsh ocean air would turn it wavy.
Bree dropped her pink towel and cellphone on the sand, and walked up to the water. She still had her halter top on, but she didn't plan on getting that wet anyways. Bree noticed a guy. "Hey." She smiled, friendly. |
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 1, 2008 22:42:05 GMT -5
Brock turned his head as he heard someone say 'hey'. He then saw a girl with blonde hair smiling. "Hey." he said back. She seemed nice, her smile made her look friendly. He was now nearly waste deep in the water. He turned around and walked out of it somewhat, it now barely up to his knees.
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 1, 2008 22:45:29 GMT -5
Bridgette smiled, happy to have someone to talk to. She was a social person and thrived on talking and laughing. “I’m Bridgette. Bridgette Riser.” She told him, confidently. “The water feels really nice.” She told him, her feet resting in the water. “Don’t you think?” Bree asked. This kid looked pretty cool. He wasn’t freaked out that some girl said hello to him, like some people she knew. The boy seemed calm, cool and collected. Which she admired. |
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 1, 2008 22:48:40 GMT -5
Brock smiled at her, "Brock Hanson." he said. She seemed like a fun person. "Yeah it does, maybe you shoudl come in a bit more." he said, as he pointed at her feeet, which where the only thing in the water. "Just try not to swallow the salt water. It tastes funny." he said, laughing. He didn't know if she thought it was funny, but he did. He was that kind of person. "Sorry I find somethings funny and sometimes they might not be. Its a flaw I guess you could say." he told her.
OOC: I am fixing to go to my friends house..I might get on there..
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 1, 2008 22:53:24 GMT -5
“Brock Hanson? Nice name.” Bridgette grinned, putting her hands on her hips, as she often did. Slowly, Bridgette slipped off her halter top, to reveal a tanned stomach and a white bikini top. She threw it over to her towel, and pulled off her shorts, throwing them off to the side as well. “Maybe I will.” She teased, getting in the water. “Aw, are you serious. I can’t drink this stuff? Man, I was thirsty too.” Bree laughed, obviously she was being sarcastic. She knew not to drink dirty water thousands of people have swam in. “Nah, it’s cool.” Bridgette said, instantly impressed. Guys never pointed out their flaws. They never did. Not even her own Christian did. |
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 2, 2008 3:03:27 GMT -5
Brock laughed at her as she pretened to upset about not being able to drink the water. "Nope, very unsanitary, plus, just think of all that plankton you would eat. Now I never knew that you were a whale, but hey thats cool if you are. Its just a little gross though. I mean you know all the things that live in the water and then you drink it. Thats just wrong." he said, laughing. Brock knew he wasn't the funniest person, but somehow, he always laughed at himself. He ran his hand threw his hair, moving some of the curls that had fallen in his face. "Damn hair, I swear someone would think I am girl if they saw me trying to fix it in the mornings. It always goes 'poof', even if I wash it that morning to get if fix. Swear its got a life of its own. I bet this beach isn't going to help, but its a risk I'll take." he said.
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 2, 2008 13:03:46 GMT -5
“Ew. Ew. Ew!” Bridgette laughed, thinking about what the nasty water would taste like. And let me tell you, it did not taste like double chocolate cake. “Do I look like a whale?” She asked, crossing her arms. But Bree knew that Brock was kidding. She could understand the language of sarcasm and spoke it quite fluently.
“Aw, your hair looks just fine.” Bridgette giggled, looking at his curly locks. “The weather here in Miami only makes hair look worse.” She told him, nodding her head. “And you don’t look a girl.” |
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 2, 2008 14:08:28 GMT -5
"Is there a right answer to whether or not you look like a whale?" he asked in a joking manner. "No you don't look like a whale. Unless of course whales magically shrunk." Brock said. He could feel the waves washing up over his knees slightly and was enjoying the feeling of the water. Brock looked at her like she was crazy when she said his hair was fine. "This is a mop. Wanna clean your floors? Call me." he said, laughing.
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 2, 2008 14:15:50 GMT -5
“Mhmm. Sure. Uh-huh.” Bridgette said, sarcastically. “You think I’m fat!” She laughed, throwing her hand over her mouth. “Just kidding.” She grinned, looking down at her feet. Her legs were half way submerged. The water felt really nice on her smooth legs. “Haha, don’t worry I’ll call you.” She smiled, her eyes twinkling like diamonds in the sunlight. |
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 2, 2008 14:19:41 GMT -5
"Okay now no need to get touchy." brock teased. His eyes sparkled with laughter, he was having fun talking to Bridgette. He didn't know many people and she was someone new to talk to, so he was enjoying it. "Oh okay, well lets see the number is 1-800-mop-head." he said. "Now I only work on weekends and stuff." Brock said, laughing.
OOC: is it just me or does he laugh a lot?
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 3, 2008 15:30:53 GMT -5
"I'm only kidding." Bridgette smirked, leaning over to let her fingers touch the ocean water. The water was cool; neither hot nor icy. Just the way this girl liked it. "1-800-mop-head. I'll have to remember that!" Bree laughed, standing up to her full height which was around five foot five. Bridgette wasn't very tall. But, she enjoyed being short. "Weekends? That works for me." Bridgette liked kidding around with Brock. It was kind of kiddish, but still really enjoyable!
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 3, 2008 18:53:40 GMT -5
Brock smiled, "Sometimes on Tusedays and Thursdays. It all just depends on how bored I am on those days." he said. He thought for a moment. 'She looks so dry just standing there. Wonder if she'd get mad if I just so happened to throw water on her for fun.' he thought to himself. Brock then decided to slowly step toward her, seeing if she'd notice him moving towards her, so if he did get her wet, more water would hit her. He smirked as he moved closer.
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 4, 2008 20:28:24 GMT -5
“Oh, I see!” Bridgette laughed, as he stood in the water, motionlessly. She wondered what he was scheming. It was probably nothing to be concerned of. She looked over to him, as he stepped closer to her. Bree only smiled at him. She wasn’t quite sure of his movements, but she wasn’t really worried.
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Post by Brock Hanson on Mar 4, 2008 20:31:50 GMT -5
Brock now stood only a foot away from her. "So..I just kind of wanted to say..um..sorry..and um..HAH!" he said, bending down and throwing water on her. He then started laughing, though he couldn't find out what amused him so much.
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