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David Jacobs
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Post by birdy on Jan 13, 2010 17:23:05 GMT -5
((SORRY! I just wanted to get him into the story, for God's sake! You obviously weren't going to any time soon!))
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Post by Snicker on Jan 13, 2010 17:47:37 GMT -5
((Actually, that was my plan for today but I can't just keep having him pop up now, can I? Sorry if I madeded you angries I was just trying to clear things up/ go insane. :c ))
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David Jacobs
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Post by birdy on Jan 17, 2010 19:12:56 GMT -5
(If you want to delete my post, I'm totally fine with it. Just promise you'll effectively get Specs into the story on your own )
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Post by Snicker on Jan 17, 2010 20:23:28 GMT -5
((Thanks, I'll do that tomorrow! But it's going to be awhile before he pops up but I'll start the process. It's now the day after tomorrow! I was about to do it yesterday, but then I decided to play sims... )) ---After school--- The front door swung open as Snicker stood in it's giant frame with a displeased look across her face. She hurried to the living room where her mother almost always was at this time, and sure enough her mom sat on a red leather couch with a copy of "Millionaires Weekly" on her lap. "Mummy." Angela whined. Her mother rolled her eyes and set down her glass of wine. "What is it, Bunny?" her mother huffed. (I felt like she should have a cute nick-name.) Angela dropped her custom Coach backpack onto the tasteful Persian rug spread neatly out across the floor, and pulled out her latest math test. Her mother scanned the paper and the jungle of red ink marks and shook her head. "The only other person who could have possibly gotten a more horrible grade is your brother." Her mother sighed and folded her hands in her lap. "Your grades are so excellent in every class... I guess you'll be needing a tutor. Angela's face grew warm. Nothing made her more uncomfortable then being watched while doing work. She opened her mouth to protest but her mother shushed her. "You need to accept that you this help. I'll call Yale tomorrow, your father has a tight enough connection with those people that they can find you someone fantastic." "Can't I just sign up for one at school? They'll find an older student to help me after school. It's free, mum, and a lot easier." Her mother thought about it for a moment. "If thats what you want." Angela smiled, "Thanks mummy!" ((Guess who the lucky tutor is? ))
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David Jacobs
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Post by birdy on Jan 21, 2010 21:53:32 GMT -5
On Thursday night, Birdy was pacing across her room. She had three outfits laid out on her bed to pick from for her date on Friday. It was really uncharacteristic of her to stress over clothes. After two minutes of pacing to the sound of Relient K in the background, she picked up her phone and texted Echo and Snicker. .
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Post by Snicker on Jan 22, 2010 17:19:02 GMT -5
Snicker jumped when her phone vibrated in her pocket. "What should I wear on my date Friday?!" read Birdy's text. Date? What date? Snicker wondered. She texted a ? back to her nervous friend. Birdy's phone rang loudly as she quickly snatched it off her bed. 2 new texts, both reading: ? Birdy smacked her forehead. She hadn't even told them about her date yet!
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David Jacobs
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Post by birdy on Jan 22, 2010 23:27:54 GMT -5
Birdy was still beating herself up for keeping her best friends in the dark when she furiously typed in this message: "Holy crap!!! I forgot to tell you guys! Well, Blink asked me on a date for friday....I'm so sorry for not telling you!" She pressed send and waited. Meanwhile, Echo was reading Birdy's first text as she sat in her room listening to intense music. Her only response was a knowing smile and a laugh. She had seen it coming, even if Birds hadn't told her.
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Post by Snicker on Jan 23, 2010 16:19:00 GMT -5
Snicker giggled violently and headed towards her closet. She texted Birdy: What size do you wear? I have the cutest cocktail dress and I haven't been able to wear it yet!
Birdy read the text and thought for a moment. "It's not going to be THAT fancy! We're only going to a movie!"
Snicker got the text and got excited for a minute: "WE COULD TRIPLE DATE! You, Blink, Echo, Spot, me, and I can always find some guy at school who's DYING to take me out somewhere."
"No offense, but I kinda want to go alone..." Birdy replied.
Snicker sighed and texted "whatever. Wear something pretty and tell me how it goes."
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Post by Echo on Jan 23, 2010 22:41:40 GMT -5
((Echo doesn't have a cell phone! she's poor! ISH!)) "Birdy, wear something green, it makes your eye's POP!" Echo told Birdy over the phone in a "I'm joking around but being serious all at once" kind of way. "And make sure it's not too short or too low, don't be a skanky lady." Echo continued. "Thanks Echo, but that only eliminates one outfit!" Birdy said, flabberghasted. "Polka dots are cool." Echo told her right before hanging up. Birdy stared and phone now telling her in an annoying female voice that the call had ended. "Polka dots... polka dots... hmmm Polka dots it is Echo!" Birdy said to herself while picking up a green tank top covered in cream colored polka dots. ((teehee, POLKA DOTS!!! ))
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David Jacobs
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Post by birdy on Jan 24, 2010 20:07:36 GMT -5
Birdy was feeling less nervous after talking to her friends, and decided to lay out the tank top, a black knee-length skirt, and a gray zip up jacket. Birdy felt content. But an urgent thought tore through her happiness. "Oh my God! I FORGOT TO TELL DAD!" she exclaimed. Birdy knew he wouldn't be very happy about it. Whenever her relatives brought up the idea of her getting married, her dad always insisted that they not talk about it right then. ((TRUE STORY!)) For God's sake, they hadn't even had any kind of talk about dating! Birdy's palms were sweaty and her mind raced. How on earth would she tell him?
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Post by Snicker on Jan 26, 2010 21:51:30 GMT -5
---Sorry Birds, skipping the scene for the sake of time--- Birdy slammed her locker quickly. School was over and she only had 4 hours and 20 minutes until Blink came by her house to pick her up for their date. She jumped when she saw Snicker hiding on the other side making kissy faces with Echo. "Whens the wedding?" Snicker teased. "I'm gonna be your maid of honor, right?" Echo said with a laugh. Birdy rolled her eyes, "Not if you keep that up you aren't." Snicker glanced at the clock hanging from the wall and gasped. "I gotta go!" She cried running off to the office. The list of tutors were going to be posted. She halted a few feet away from the big open door of the office. If Mr. M catches me running I'm screwed. She casually walked inside and scanned the list for her name and match. Her jaw dropped. "HIM?!" She exclaimed in shock. (( I stole this idea from my old fanfic. I kinda wish I had hooked these two up another way since Spexy isn't my nerd anymore.))
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David Jacobs
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Post by birdy on Jan 27, 2010 21:24:13 GMT -5
Birdy was nervous and happy all at once. By some divine influence, her dad had agreed to let her go with Blink. As happy music played from her speaker, Birdy primped herself. Everyone knew she didn't wear makeup. But for this occasion, (which would be dinner at a casual cafe in SoHo) she dabbed on a little concealer, followed by a tiny bit of mascara. Birdy glanced at the clock. 2 hours until Blink's arrival. Her selected outfit looked great. Birdy felt optimistic. She spent the next couple hours reading on the big couch in the living room. It was difficult to focus; her mind was drifting into imaginings about the date. What will he want to talk about? Oh man, I hope it's not too awkward. Is he into sports, or does he like music and books like me? Her dad came up and sat next to her. There was a sadness in his eyes, and it made Birdy feel guilty. "What's wrong?" she asked, placing her hand on his shoulder. Dad sighed and turned to her, examining her face before speaking. "You're getting so grown up," he said with a sad smile, "I've got to admit I didn't want to say yes, but then I thought of your mom, and what she would do. You're fifteen, and I can't expect to lock you up forever." Birdy wanted to cry. "Dad....I love you, and I always will. Much more than any guy I'll meet in high school." "I love you too, Elizabeth." They embraced for a few minutes, silent words passing between them. Like a bolt of lightning, the sound of the buzzer resonated through the apartment. Birdy's dad smiled and stood up, motioning Birdy forward. She raced to the door, and pressed the intercom. "Blink, is that you?" she said tentatively. "Yes it is, Birdy girl," a laughing voice came through the speaker. Birdy laughed, too, and pressed the button to unlock the door. "Come on in." After a couple minutes, a knock came on the door. Birdy opened it, with her dad standing behind her. Blink stood there with a cordial smile and a yellow lily in his hand. He was dressed in khakis and a white button down. "Hello....Louis," Birdy stuttered, remembering to use his real name in front of her dad, "Come in," she invited. Her father stepped forward. "I'm Elizabeth's dad. It's nice to meet you, Louis," he said, offering his hand, which Blink shook firmly as he looked him in the eye. "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Geringer," Blink said politely, "We'll be having dinner at Tibby's Cafe in SoHo. Here's my cell number, in case you can't reach Eliza." Blink pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to the older man. Birdy's dad looked very impressed. Birdy felt as if she was glowing. After a kiss goodbye to her dad, Birdy left the apartment complex with her date. "Well done," she said jokingly. "First impression's very important," Blink replied. "Very true," Birdy agreed. Blink whistled to hail a cab, which swooped up to the curb instantly. He opened the door for Birdy, who slipped inside, bundled in her wool peacoat and scarf. Blink gave the address to the cabby, who muttered and drove off. The couple was able to talk surprisingly easily on the way to the cafe. ((I'm tired of writing for now, I'll finish it later ))
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Post by Snicker on Jan 27, 2010 23:56:54 GMT -5
((It's late and I'm leaving for camp in 12 hours soooo I wanna post this before I die. If I don't see at LEAST 3 new posts by the time I'm back from camp, someone is loosing a limb! ... That is all.))
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Post by Echo on Jan 30, 2010 18:14:20 GMT -5
Echo gurgled out something that was supposed to be singing while hanging upside down from her couch.
"lUCIE!" Helen bellowed while barging into the living room. Echo glared at her and stuck her tongue out, but kept her mouth clamped shut afterwards.
Hmmm, what to do? What to do... I wonder how Birdy's date is going so far, she seems to really like Blink... Echo pondered to herself slowly drifting in and out of rational thought. Then suddenly she hit the floor with an "oomph" and shot up to her feet. The thought of a boy made her think of boys in general which pretty much led to Spot. They really hadn't talked about that day in the cafeteria yet...
"Pick up, pick up!" Echo grumbled to their old chunky phone. Do they even have an answering machine!
"PICK UP!! GOSH!" She practically screamed into the phone.
"Excuse me?"
"Shit! ummm....haha... yeah. Is this umm -insert name here- ((I don't have a real name for spot yet!)) ooo..." Echo managed to piece together to the person who picked up the other end.
"Um, yeah, yeah...wait... Echo?" Spot questioned.
"Yeah! I was just, I wanted to, but... god i'm stupid." Echo smacked her hand to her face. Why did I think this was a good idea?!! They both stayed quiet for a few minutes before Spot finally spoke up.
"Did you wanna talk about..." Spot began to ask.
"YES!" Echo yelped before he could finish. She shook her head at that too and then huffed into the phone. God! I can't do this over the phone!
"Be at my house in 20 minutes, 2 blocks down from Mush, small, red, has two cheap plastic flamingos out front." Echo told him quickly. Then all Spot heard was the dial tone, he looked at the phone in a state of confusion, then it finally clicked. Spot threw on coat and his shoes, yelled to his mom and dashed out the door.
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Post by Snicker on Jan 31, 2010 15:13:33 GMT -5
((C'mon guys! Only 1 new story post? Get me a chainsaw! Birdy, you're loosing a leg! ))
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