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Post by Tyler Keller on Mar 14, 2008 21:19:34 GMT -5
“Yeah, what are you going to do about it?” Bridgette asked, her hands now on her hips. She adjusted her bikini bottoms. “Oh, what kind of love did you mean? Like how I admire my grandfather or whatever. Or how I love… my boyfriend?” She smiled, for that statement made no sense, what-so-ever. But whatever, Bree could not care less. She was that kind of person who would say the dumbest possible thing, and doesn’t mind if someone thinks that she is the stupidest girl who ever roamed Earth.
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Post by Jamie Williams on Mar 15, 2008 0:16:08 GMT -5
Brock laughed, "No I mean the way you love a friend. " Brock shook his head and placed a hand on his head. "Oh boy, what are we ever going to do with you?" he asked in the most dramatic way he could. Brock liked Bridgette as a friend, she was really funny and he couldn't help but laugh at her.
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Post by Anna Blaire on Mar 15, 2008 12:45:37 GMT -5
Bridgette decided that coming to the beach today was a great idea. Even though she may have wanted to sleep the day away, she was having a wonderful time. Bree even got to make a really cool friend, Brock. "Yeah, yeah. We all know you love me the most." She laughed and slowly walked out of the water, over to her towel. The wind was blowing and she felt chilly. She grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her slim body.
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Post by Aaron Kennedy on Mar 15, 2008 22:10:54 GMT -5
Brock followed Bridgette out of the water and headed towards his own stuff. Brock just rolled his eyes at what she had said. "Oh yeah of course I do. You are the best friend a guy could ever have." he said in a sarcastic, yet playful way. "Let me tell you about it."
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 15, 2008 22:17:58 GMT -5
"I am, I am." Bridgette grinned, toweling herself off. Her hair and skin smelled like salt. Which was disgusting, but Bree could bare with the nasty scent. She glanced up at him as he talked. "Go ahead, tell me." Bridgette said, hoping for a reply about how she was the bestest friend a guy could EVER have.
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Post by Aaron Kennedy on Mar 15, 2008 22:21:41 GMT -5
"Oh okay let me tell ya. Well first off you have such a great sense of humor. " Brock said. "Oh and because you said so." Brock said, picking up his stuff. He stuck his toes in the sand, wiggling them around. For some reason he always enjoyed that feeling.
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Post by Bridgette Riser on Mar 15, 2008 22:23:29 GMT -5
"Mhmmm." Bridgette said, listening intently. "A great sense of humor? Me? Really?" She asked, geniuely surprised. That was a shocker. She'd never been called funny. "Thanks." Bree smiled, looking over to him. He seemed to be having tons of fun playing with the sand and his foot.
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Post by kyle on Mar 16, 2008 0:00:21 GMT -5
"No I am kidding." Brock said in a sarcastic way. Brock could tell he was going to enjoy hanging out with Bridgette whenever they had the chance too. He noticed she was watching him play in the sand with his toes. "habit." he said.
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Post by Tyler Keller on Mar 16, 2008 12:10:41 GMT -5
"Yeah, okay." She smiled, looking around the beach. The crowd was growing fastly. Probably because it was such a nice day. And in two hours Bree would have to go to work. Lovely. Just what Bridgette wanted to do on the most beautiful day of the year. "I have work soon..." Bridgette announced, looking over at him, playing with the sand and his foot. "A weird habit, at that." She laughed, shaking her head back and forth.
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Post by Carmen James on Mar 16, 2008 13:38:45 GMT -5
Brock pouted at her. "You are mean. Making fun of my habit. How rude." he said. "Well I guess I'll see you later then." Brock said, picking up what little he had brung with him.
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Post by Chase Hill on Mar 16, 2008 17:03:58 GMT -5
Bridgette smiled, "But remember, you love me. Even if I am mean. And that should mean nothing to you." Bree grabbed her clothes and stuffed them in her bag. "Yeah, ew. I have to go to work. That should be exteremly fun. I can barely control myself!" She replied, sarcastically. "Wait, before you leave..." Bree said, quickly grabbing a piece of paper and a pen which was also in her bag. She scribbed down ten numbers and signed..
Bridgette, the hottie you met at the beach.
Bree gave him the paper and grinned. "Bye Brock."
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