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Nemo endured a few moments of silence before Juliet replied. "Hm. Oh, you're here too?" The woman slowly stood, checking her surroundings for the girl. Across the lawn, just outsides the gates, there was a guy playing guitar, but there was no one else.

"I see, I see," Nemo could hear her smile in her own voice. "Well, if we can nab ourselves a certain drummer, we could go to my place and find something 'proper'. You know how my parents are." Nemo's parents were usually pretty lax, but, as long as she lived with them, they preferred that whenever she went out with someone it was in a group at least three people. It could get annoying, but Nemo respected their wishes.
"Anyways. Whereabouts are you?" She asked as she leaned down to nab the case. Hanging it over a shoulder, Nemo waited, glancing around again.

Juliet grimaced. "I'm at the front of the park on 5th Street. I just met a girl and she's pretty nice. We could invite her." She suggested. "You'll have to wear your dressy stuff 'cause I have to stop by my house to tell my parents." Frowning, Juliet picked at her skirt. "Please save me from this proper hell. I have another lunch meeting tomorrow at this fancy restaurant." She was supposed to meet some potential business partners for her father and he wanted her to charm them.



((Whoa, there's a drummer O.o))

Daniel browsed through the movies, walking twice throught the "Special Interests" Section. He sucked loudly on the straw lodged in his slushee. "Hey, it's sweet tooth!" He said, smiling. "What's up, man?" he asked, like he was only checking up with an old friend.

Later, Juliet sat triumphantly on her annoyingly perky queen sized bed and texted Nemo. She had changed from her bedraggled prissy outfit to another clean Barbie outfit. Her parents had thrown away her normal wardrobe, but they missed two outfits. Juliet threw them into one of her less girly bags and set it next to her.

My parents bought the sob story and they're super angry at "the blue collar worker" who hit my car. I'm allowed to come over to your house for as long as I want. I gotta make a few stops before I come.

Hitting the send button, she smiled and congratulated herself on her acting skills. She slipped off her bed and made her way to the front door. "I'm leaving for Nemo's house!" Slamming the front door, she jogged to her mother's car, which she was allowed to borrow until hers was fixed, and zoomed away from her perfectly amazing family. If only it wasn't based off lies and greed, Juliet thought resentfully.

Juliet veered off the road and smiled when she stopped at the gym. Hopping out of her car, she locked it and dashed into the gym. "Hey Trey." She waved at the boy working at the front counter. He took in her appearance and dropped onto the floor laughing. She scowled at him and shot him the bird. "It's not my fault my 'rentals make me wear this frill." She said threateningly. "You have my gym bag?" Chuckling, Trey nodded and tossed her a small backpack. Her mood immediately perked up and she ran off towards the women's dressing room.


Left, right, right, right, left, kick. She thought and hit the punching bag with all of her strength. A few non-regulars stopped and watched her in amazement while she warmed up. Her hair bounced cheerily in her pony tail while she beat the crap out of the punching bag. Trey popped up behind her and smirked. "Ready?"
Juliet grinned and nodded. "I'm ready to beat the living crap out of you."
Trey rolled his eyes. "Like that's gonna happen."
Smiling, she rolled out a mat. "It's happened a lot, actually. And I have a lot of anger to vent out."
Trey paled slightly. "Another fancy party?"
"Yup." She popped the p.
"s**t." He muttered and then backed up, raising his hands in surrender. "I give, I give..."