life is a song.. love is the lyrics? (open)

[Anna Blaire]

It had been a hard day; a hard day of sitting on her butt, searching the computer for a stupid science essay about the Hydrogen atom, Anna Blaire had procrastinated since last Monday. She had finally finished her essay, printed it out and place the papers in her binder, among other important papers to different classes. Anna quickly took a shower, since she got to work on her essay from when she woke up. Next, she blew dried her hair and applied make-up. Mascara, eyeliner, bronzer and a tad bit of eye shadow. The usual. Anna pulled on a blue and white striped tee and denim shorts. Before walking out the door, she slid on khaki colored flip-flops and grabbed a loose five dollar bill. Anna decided walking would be the best bet, since gasoline was so expensive these days. Anyways, Starbucks was right down the street.

When Anna arrived at Starbucks, she headed straight to the counter. There was no line, which was a blessing. Anna was not a patient person, and despised waiting in lines. Theme parks and restaurants were not a favorite with this girl. “May I have a caramel frap?” She asked, placing the bill on the counter, for the guy at the cash register. “Yeah, sure.” He replied, grabbing a cup and heading over to the machine which made the over priced coffee. “Here yah go, girl. 3 dollars and fifty cents please!” He said, as Anna read his name tag, which said, ‘TREVOR’. All the letters were capital. Anna looked down at the five, signaling that that was for him. “Keep the change. Give it to the kids with cancer, or whatever.” She sighed, walking away from the counter, to take a seat at a table.

[lyric]

[/b] He said as the male at the counter turned around. The name tag seemed to jump out at him. Why did people have to capitalize everything. He found it slightly annoying.

As the male handed him his drink, He handed him the money and picked up his board by the trunk, stepping away from the counter. It was pretty quiet in starbucks, which was good. He wasn't one for a crowd. Glancing over, he noticed someone sitting at a table by themselves, the girl looked familiar, she was probably in his grade. Then it hit him. He had a class with her, but he had forgotten which one. "hey" He said plainly, Fiddling with his lip rings.[/size][/ul]

[Chase Hill]

Anna watched two people entered the coffee place, one right after another. First a girl, who she did not recognize at all, and then a boy, who she knew as Lyrics Buchanon, who was in her math class, or something. She never really paid attention to that kind of intimate details. She watched them order, as she sipped slowly on the steaming drink in front of her. When the girl was done ordering, she saw her look around, aimlessly. She probably wanted a seat. Sure, if Anna was a friendly and outgoing person, she might have invited the girl to sit with her. But she was not.

”Hey” was all Anna heard. Her eyes zipped over to Lyric, who was playing with his lip ring. She placed her drink of the table, and glanced down, and then back up at him. “Oh hello Lyric.” Anna sighed, looking from him to the open seat next to her. That was her way of telling him to sit next to her, and keep her company.

[Candice Lachey]

OOC: I kind of deleted my post..you know..modifying..usually i hit quote instead..oops..

[lyric]

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[Tyler Keller]

ooc;
its okay :]

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Anna looked Lyric over. His hair was sticking to his face, and he was quite sweaty. But that was norm, here in Miami. Either you were dripping in sweat or you were wearing next to nothing. Anna, was not all sweaty though, for she had came straight from her air conditioned dorm to the air conditioned Starbucks. "Eh, not really." Anna replied bluntly. "I have to write an essay for science." She sighed, resting her head on her hand. "And school is stupid, and I'm so glad it's senior year." Anna smiled, and then returned to her emotionless face. "How about you? How was your day?" She asked, trying to be friendly.

[lyric]

[/b] He replied.

{{sorry, lack of muse}}[/ul][/size]

[Tyler Keller]

Anna shook her head as Lyric spoke. Their lifes seemed so excited. They should really make a movie on the life of Anna Blaire and Lyric Buchanon someday. That would be an award winner.

"Got into trouble?" Anna asked, surprised, but really, deep down inside, she wasn't. Lyric was the type of guy who always found himself deep in trouble. "How?" She replied, taking another slow sip of her coffee.