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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 21, 2007 15:07:07 GMT -5
( Ok So we left off where we had a date with Jude on saturday.. )
Delia was so happy that Jude said yes! She awoke with the strange feeling in her head.. Oh well, SATURDAY! The day she had been waiting for. The date with jude<3 * The HOTTIE * (OK) She was to go out and buy a new dress in the city. So she walked out in a Lime Green and black striped long sleeve sweater and a black scarf. She had on long jeans that almost covered her feet with some black high-heels on. She caught a cab to the city with a couple hundred dollars.
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 21, 2007 15:17:24 GMT -5
Brett had woken up late this Saturday; with big plans in mind. She needed to call Delia, and tell her she needed to go out tonight .. because something came up with her .. FAMILY. Yes family; Delia didn't know anything about Brett's history. Brett took a long shower; it was 5 O` clock. No classes today; surprisingly. By 6:00 Brett had finished her make-up, and dress. She called Delia about, an hour ago, and she understood. She also called Jude to pick her up at 6:30. By that time; Jude showed up at the door, and the two went to the car. At that minute; Delia came drove up; probably here to get ready for her "date". Brett looked over, and saw her coming out of her car. "Oh; shit."
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 21, 2007 15:48:30 GMT -5
Delia saw Brett.. she gasped.. Then dropped her shopping bags and ran up to the dorm room, Tears filled her eyes as she was running down the dorm hall, she tripped and fell, she just sat there, puddles of tears ran down her smooth face, Mascara streamed down the side of her cheeks. She tried to get up but just fell back down, she decided to sit there until she stopped crying. She saw a figure standing next to her, it looked like a tall male figure.. only one name filled her head.. Jude Frost..
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 21, 2007 15:57:37 GMT -5
Brett sat in Jude's car frowning. How did this happen? Brett was a kind person who wouldn't fight with a friend over a guy, but there was something about Jude; something she wanted, and would do anything to have him. She sat there waiting for Jude's return.
Jude stood next to Delia; with a unsure face. He didn't know what to say. "Delia .." He studdered, and bent over to her. "I don't know what to say .." He confessed. "I'm sorry I led you on; I truly am; don't blame Brett; don't hate her please. She really does care about you." He finished. Jude handed Delia a tissue. "You'll find someone; someday that will blow your mind." Jude smiled "I promise."
That was his last word, and he left to return to his car.
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 21, 2007 16:00:34 GMT -5
Delia rolled her eyes, "What ever, do what you want and FYI, i dont hate Brett, shes my friend.." Delia got up and walked away.. She was so angry at Jude.. NOT AT BRETT, no not at brett. Jude was leading her on and stuff, she hated it. But whats done is done, She just wouldnt like her best friends BF. (: She'd find someone some day..
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 21, 2007 16:11:00 GMT -5
Brett eyes had shut, and she almost fell asleep; until the door opened, and then slammed closed. Brett swung her head to see Jude sitting by her. His dark shaggy hair; was hiding his icey ices. "How'd it go?" Brett sounded miserable. "Not sure." Jude said confused. "Are still up for dinner?" He asked. "I don't know" Brett sighed. "I sort of lost my appetite." Jude's eyes were now in sight, and pleading. "Ok; ok fine. Just don't look at me like that; it makes me feel even more guilty." Brett agreed. Jude only grinned. But what was going on with Delia?
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 21, 2007 16:18:10 GMT -5
Delia sighed as she entered the dorm room, she flung herself on the bed and opened her book she was reading for English. She couldn't concentrate so she desiced to go to the Lake. She got up and put on her jacket and headed outside. The lake was peaceful. She sat down on one of the benches and pulled out her sketch book, she opened a pack of charcole pencils and started to draw... "Nice Drawing.." said a voice behind her, it sounded male? Yeah, male, but younge, as if he was 16? Delia flung her head around to see who made the sound, she saw a boy young about 16 or 17. He had long dark grey hair (emo style) With dark green eyes, he was wearing a long black coat with some skinny black jeans and a t-shirt under the coat. He looked hot. ;o "Oh.. uh hi.. Im Delia, who are you?" Delia felt a lift come off her shoulders as she talked to this boy..
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 21, 2007 16:28:18 GMT -5
{starting to become a soap opera xD}
Jude, and Brett walked into one of the fanciest resturants in town. Jude had made a reservation for the two. They had there own private room ;0(you know those really fking fancy resturants?). The waiter came by, and took there orders. They were served alcoholic drinks; somehow Brett passed as a 21 year old or Jude snuck a few more bucks. It wasn't long until Brett was practically drunk. Jude sighed; he wanted this evening to be a little more romantic. Without another word Jude paid the bill, and took Brett back to his place; he couldn't face Delia without feeling bad. [TO BE CONTINUED .. in the post after Kyrsty x]]
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 21, 2007 16:34:48 GMT -5
Delia smiled. "Im Gregory. Gregory Sparxs. Im 16.. I skipped a few grades, what chu' drawing?" Gregory. That name sanked into Delia's mind. She studdered "S-So your the new kid? What floor you dorming on? Oh and im drawing the lake and trees... i like to draw alot." Delia smiled a love smile or something close to it. Gregory blushed. "Floor 3, how bout you, and i also love to draw to, i actually came here for art, what'd you come here for?" Delia thought, Floor 3 the same floor as her! This was so ment to be.. "Yeah im on Floor 3, room 34.. i came here for art also.. what kind do you do.." Gregory managed to come around and sit close next to Delia, her heart raced. "Uh.. i think im room 38.. a few rooms down, cool. I do oil paintings.. i see you sketch, thats awesome btw.." Delia's mind raced.. what if she was leading him on? What if he had a gf.. oh no..
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 21, 2007 16:45:17 GMT -5
Brett had fallen asleep, and woke up in Jude's apartment; she was lying on his bed; her shoes already taken off. 'Woah .. what happened?' Brett yawned, and got out of the bed. Jude must have heard her because he knocked on the door, asking if her could come in. "Ofcourse you can; it's your room." Brett said softly. Jude came in smiling. "Well your pretty weak; you can't even take one drink." Jude laughed. Brett pouted "What do you mean?". Jude looked at her confused "You only drank half"
Brett laughed. "Woah. That's pretty sad." She walked over to him. "Maybe you should wait until your actually legal." He grinned, and wrapped his arms around Brett. "Fine; fine." Brett agreed. She looked at the time; about 10; "Should I take you home?" Jude asked. Brett frowned "May I stay for the night?" Brett begged "I'll take the couch" Jude sighed. "Fine. You can stay, but I insist you can take the bed." Brett nodded, and grinned with excitement.
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