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Post by des on Jul 2, 2010 12:31:07 GMT 10
He let out a long, drawn out yawn. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and dropped down in a bench. He sighed as his icy gaze drifted over everything. The lights were too bright for having just wokne up, not even a hald hour ago. There were too many noises to focus on. He gaze dropped to the floor. This was for his own good, he had been meaning to spend some time with Tamia. He also wanted to follow Roxy's advice and get to know her a bit more. He lifted his gaze, searching for a familiar mass of blonde and brightly colored streaks. He pushed a hand through his dark charcoal colored hair, pushing his long bangs out of his eyes. Tamia had once again pulled him out of a deep sleep, claiming to be bored and needing something to do.
This was not the first time. She had done this many times before. But this time, he wasn't annoyed by it. He jumped at the opportunity. Gideon has recently decided that his manhwhorish ways were not as great as they used to be. Roxy had woken him up to this and made him realize his idea of how American ways work, was actually wrong. Sure it was his mother's way and she was American. But it wasn't the same for everyone else. He decided to look around again, tugging at a loose strand at the base of his neck. He had lost track of her, the minute they stepped through the mall doors. He got up and decided to wander around and search for her. He walked by several clothing stores and found nothing. He walked around, hoping to meet her half way. She couldn't be too far away.
He played with his hair, looking around. He then spotted her and made his way to her. He sighed, relieved that he had found her. The mall was huge and he wasn't much of a mall goer unless he was bored or needed something. He usually stayed on tour grounds or practiced his bass on the bus. He didn't mind spending time at the mall though. There was always something to do. Though usually he was never bored, since Tamia always found a way of finding him and dragging him to wherever she wanted to go. He shrugged it off and looked around, wondering what to do now. His gaze shifted toward the food court. He was getting pretty hungry, but he could wait until she did whatever it was she came to do. tag;; Tamia word count;; 426 muse;; decent[/size] |
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Post by tamia on Jul 6, 2010 2:33:44 GMT 10
THIS COULD BE A MOVIE, THIS COULD [/font] be our final act, we don't need these happy endings.[/font][/color] - - - - - - - - - -[/center]
Tamia was having a nice time with Gideon actually. sure, maybe they sort of did get separated, but she was sure that she would be able to find him soon. it’s not like the mall was really that[ hard to get lost in. and plus, she was the one who dragged him here since she could not be bothered to go alone, so she better find him. if she did not, then he probably would not want to go here with her again and then who was she supposed to go with then? it’s not like she did not like anyone else really, she just really liked Gideon’s company. and plus, he let her usually drag him around, seeing as she sometimes had a bossy tendency, especially when she was at the mall. it was her second home really, everyone at the mall in her hometown knew her by first name and so yeah, she generally spent a lot of time there.
Speaking of the boy, she sort of lost him in the crowd a few stores back. she stopped and put her hands on her hips, turning around seeing what direction it was that she did lose him. hm, she couldn’t quite remember, but she did find a sunglasses stand and everyone loved sunglasses right? grabbing a pair of big pink ones she shoved them on her face and examined herself. well, they weren’t bad. and they matched her multicolored hair, but nah. she did like the big sunglasses though, and the bigger the better she always thought. then she picked up another pair and shoved them on her face, the frames looked really awful against her skin tone though, so she shoved them back with a disgusted look on her pretty face. the pink ones were her favorite, and they had fit perfectly on the top her nose. that was probably because she had broken it when she was a kid and there was a slight bump from that. but whatever, it’s not like she really remembered it since she was so little when it happened. it was her being clumsy, and she fell out from the tree and landed right on her face. good times, good times.
Deciding to get the pink sunglasses she walked out of the store with a bag in her hand and she was stopped in the middle of the entrance. It’s not like she was stopped there just for shits and giggles, it was she was looking for a familiar boy with dark hair and pale skin. sure, that really did not cross out a lot of people in here, but it did cross out all the ones wearing Hollister and had fake tans and blonde hair. so not her thing really, although she did enjoy boys, but that was probably expected seeing as she was a girl with raging hormones. Suddenly she felt a presense right next to her and she turned and smiled, finally finding him. “oh there you are. I was wondering where you ran off to.”
[/color] she smiled at him still then heard her stomach rumbled for something to eat. “hm, I’m kind of hungry, are you?”[/color] she asked, rubbing her stomach and sighing. “wanna get something to eat?”[/color] she asked him, smashing her lips together and waited for an answer. it was up to him, she could definitely wait if he wasn’t that hungry. [/size][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - status: [/color] complete. tag:[/color] gideon ( des ) word count:[/color] 567 outfit:[/color] here. lyrics:[/color] funeral for a friend credit:[/color] heatherrenee @ caution. notes:[/color] sorry it took me so long. D: [/blockquote][/size] |
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