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Post by serena on Oct 20, 2007 23:23:35 GMT -3
Dylan sat at one of the tables in the court yard rifling threw a fashion magazine. She was looking at a really cute Juice Couture dress when her phone started to vibrate in her purse. This alway scared her so she jumped about a meter into the air. She reached into her purse and pulled out the now calm iphone. she looked at the screen and saw that she had received a text from her friend Sandra, which read:
Having a party tonight 4 my Sweet 16 at the hotel, srry for short notice bring whoever u want and BYOB!!! lmao!! i know u'll get into that one Dyl.
she laughed as she read the message. Maybe if she still lived at home she would have "Brought her own booze", but not now that she lived here at school. she put her phone in her bag and grabbed her magazine and ran up to her dorm. she changed into her Channel dress and slipped on a pair of heels before running toward the boys dorm. She reached Damens room and knocked.
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Post by Torrie on Oct 22, 2007 20:29:45 GMT -3
Damen woke up from his nap slowly, enjoying the fact that it was the weekend and he didn't have anything better to do. He lounged about a bit, making himself a cup of English tea his mother had sent him. He slowly sipped it, savouring every mouthful. He had always loved English tea, even as a young boy. He finally tore himself away from his mystery novel to get dressed. He threw on his comfy sweats and a loose, yet fitting, t-shirt. He hated it when people drowned themselves in their clothing, so he stuck to comfortable, fitting clothes. He quickly finished his novel and went in search of another. His scouting was broken by the light wrap of nuckles on his door. He curiously answered it, not expecting anyone.
Oh hello Dylan.
He said sweetly. His accent flowed now, not because he was uncomfortable, he had just given up on trying to mask his origin. |
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Post by serena on Oct 22, 2007 20:37:15 GMT -3
When he opened the door she gave him a quick kiss before stepping inside his dorm. she turned to him with a huge smile on her face. She was so excited it took everything she had not to jump up and down.
Cancel, all your plans and put on some nice clothes, we are going to my friends sweet sixteen.
She was so excited she hoped he said yes it would be so much more fun if he came. Then he could meet all her friends. Hopefully he liked going to parities, and this one was sure to get out of control. Sandra always went over the top with her parties. they were planning on having one up at Dylan's cottage this summer, everyone was excited for it.
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Post by Torrie on Oct 22, 2007 21:10:10 GMT -3
Damen smiled sleepily, having just finished his book. He thought about it for a minute before ruffling through his trunk finding his best jeans and nice top. He excused himself into the bathroom to change. He quickly threw on his attire, thinking about what the party was going to be like. He had only ever once drank alcohol, and that was with some guys at the race track. He sighed nervously before grabbing his cell and shoving it in his pocket. He opened the door and led Dylan out. |
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