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 Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 4:27 pm
 Serena sighed with a small relief to see the way Bobby had handled the situation. Hearing the music pick up once more she smiled to the girl playing. When it ended she smiled to her, "Nicely played."
It was time she tried to make friends. Her expression and mood perked up as she turned her attention to her bag. The one with her clothes was left with her, and inside she had packed secret packages of brownies that her siblings knew NOTHING about and they were the best batch she had baked to help her make friends at camp. Opening it up, she gasped. "No..." She had fought so many hours with her brothers and sisters about these batches of brownies. "No no no..." She rustled through her bag. "Aw man.." she seemed rather upset now. The brownies were gone.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 4:36 pm
 Helena disassembled her flute and set in back in its case. She took the other instrument gingerly in her hands and look at it with a baffled expression. She chose to learn flute rather than piano and had only dreamed of playing a guitar. "How do you..play this?" she said, fingering the piano keys and daring not to strum yet. She looked up at Noel with eager eyes, excited to learn something new in the music world.
She then turned to the girl who just complimented her playing and smiled at her. Her cheeks turned pink again at this and then she peered over at the girl. It seems she lost something. Could one of the other campers have stolen it? She pulled her own bag closer to herself and returned to studying the foreign instrument in her hands.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 4:48 pm
Noel grinned and got a little closer to Helena, taking his bag with him and also setting it between his legs. The brit mod positioned his arms around hers and had her fingers move into a silent melody. The thing needed power to play but it was nice to pretend. He moved his fingers delecately showing her how it worked.
"Its really simply," He grinned whispering in her ear, "You just have to have your heart in the right place and then its easy... OH also you need to learn how to look super sexy when your playing it." The brit mod had no shame in saying that, its how he was. Blurting before thinking.
"I think you'd look cute playing one," He smiled at her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:07 pm
Helena was sure by now that her face was a deeper shade of red than it normally was. Maybe that pyro would start hanging around her now that her face was practically on fire! Her heart beat so fast that her hands started shaking at his touch.
The notes seemed similar to that of a flute. Well, it wasn't like the three keys of a trumpet, or complete lack of keys on the trombone. She watched the notes he guided to her intently, feeling his breath on her ears. She dared not look up at him when he said she would look cute playing it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:17 pm
Noel had no idea the effect he was having on Helena. The brit mod was being what came naturally , a charmer.
"So , maybe some time you can show me how to play your flute then?" He let her hold the piano guitar her self, " And maybe we can deck it out with paint and stickers too and make it really smashing," He smiled teasingly. The brit mod loved to tease, "I'm joking its cute the way it is with you, but since you like to sew..... if you want... we can work on sewing something together some time."
Fashion, that was one of Noels loves. He liked to be in the fashion but also knew a thing ... or seven about sewing. Often times he made a few of his outfits him self. Making the scene, thats what life was all about. And being chill.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:22 pm
Axl nodded to the Brit. "Totally, yeah, man. Huge in the States. We'll be coming your side soon too, I swear. Just you watch." He wrinkled his nose a bit at the keytar. That was so not a rockin' instrument. Sissy Brit bands played those.
Oh, and don't get him started on the flute.
He turned his attention back to the green chick, since she seemed to be the best person here. "Heh, thanks. I think they're pretty sweet. I really like the colour of them. They're real cool."
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:29 pm
Helena giggled and set the piano guitar on her bag, she didn't want it to get dirty on the table.
Then she took her flute out of its case again and put it together, handing it to her british friend. She moved his fingers around so that they were on the right keys and pushed the flute better so the mouthpiece touched his lips. "It takes practice, even for just the first note, so pretend you're saying 'two' and blow. You need to keep your lips tight." she said to him. "Hehe, stickers would ruin the flute...maybe on my case.." she said, touching the case gently. It was rather bland, she had to admit.
Upon hearing him offer to sew with her, she seemed surprised. He knew how to sew? He did seem like he knew a bit about fashion and this intrigued her. She liked to design her own dresses every now and then and a smile stretched across her face. "I would love that!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:36 pm
Noel hadn't picked up on Axl's disapproval of his instrument. The clueless brit mod just beemed at him and nodded , " Maybe , well see." His eyes turned to the radioactive girl Axl seemed to be busy talking with and he turned back to Helena and took the flute.
"Like this?" He pretended to blow in the keyboard and even faked his face turning blue but looked up at her A Okay with a joking smile, "Okay for real," He did as she instructed him to do and was... aweful. It was the brits turn to blush. Much harder then it looked.
"Stickers on your case? That would be cute," He smiled at her still blushing at his failure.
"R-really?" The brit mod sounded surprised and joyed at the same time, "I think I'd quite like that too. What sort of things do you sew?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:50 pm
Helena almost panicked when he started to turn blue, but a wave of relief flooded over her when she realized he was joking. I need to stop being so gullible she thought. She giggled at his failed attempt to play a single note. "Don't worry, it took me weeks to play my first note" she confessed. She had been playing ever since she was old enough to be able to pick up the instrument. "I'm sure you would be able to get it in no time."Turning to his other question, she answered, "I make some of my own dresses mostly, especially if i can't afford a new one yet. It's much cheaper to make your own. I also make accessories, like gloves and headbands..." she said, pulling out an outfit she had made recently. It was a light blue lolita dress with ribbons on the front that mimicked a corset. The sleeves were short and lined with lace. The skirt of it was longer in the back than in the front and the underskirt was purely ruffles. She stood up and held it up to herself to show him how it looked. Then she pulled out a matching headband with two white ribbons on each end. "There's matching shoes I bought in my bag too. I can't make shoes but luckily I found some in the same color. I have to make the gloves and stockings still"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:57 pm
Noel smiled at her reassurance. Helena was a nice girl, shy, but nice. Nothing wrong with shy. Noel was glad that she was coming out of her shell and even allowing him to see her own creations. Frilly lolita wasn't something he made him self but he could tell that she put alot of effort into the one she was holding up. Even though it was home made it was impressive and looked bought.
"Brilliant ! " He smiled at her, " I must say I don't think I could do something that complicated. You got a real talent there," He gave her an impressed nod. "I mean it, you could sell your designs and make a good living off tha ~" His earlier embarrassment was erased by excitement. (( Lightning storm, gotta turn off the pc but will be on tomorrow ; 3))
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:07 pm
Helena's heart fluttered at his words. He really thought she did a good job! This kind of encouragement made her grin with happiness. "I never thought of selling what I make...I guess I just like my creations too much!" She giggled and looked back at him, still smiling. Then she folded up the dress neatly and put it back in her bag.((oo be careful! when did we all start making little images? haha))
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:09 pm
 Jay chuckled, "mine or yours?" She wouldn't be surprised if he was the supposed center of attention again. Not that she minded, he seemed like a pretty cool guy despite the self-infatuation.
She barely paid mind to the Brit and his girl (at least that frills-and-ribbons chick seemed like his girl). This table was cool, though. Rocked out more than the prior. Mental note to sit here again.
"Oh, by the way, name's Jay!" How silly of her. She didn't even get thoroughly acquainted with this guy.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:19 pm
 ((=O Can someone make me one of those? Edit: TYVM Leena!)) Jennifer had fallen asleep and now looked up, blinking slowly, at all the campers. They had definitely increased in number...though now she felt really, really tired. After all, she had been woken up before her usual wakeup time...
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 7:38 pm
Pancake obtained and stashed away, the little intern hurried over to the bag of vomit he'd left until now to pick up and carry out to the garbage. As he walked through the hall, he held it a bit away from his nice semi-clean shirt and allowed the stench to waft along in his wake. The sloshing noises it made were none to pleasant either. Scurrying out to the garbage bin, he dumped the mess and tottered off to the lake to clean himself up once more.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 8:12 pm
((No problem ^^ I don't mind making them as long as you don't mind simple ^^;; )) Being a little sad, Serena got up and glanced around. Someone around here must have known what happened to her brownies. Spotting a teen who was holding a bag of something she figured he was as good to ask as anyone. "Excuse me, but..!" and that was all she got out before he was already outside with some fowl smelling bag. Serena shrugged and closed up her bag. Looks like she would have to try and make friends without the help of her baking skills. Maybe the chef would be nice to her by letting her bake in his kitchen if she gave him most of the food in return... would have to think about that one.
This girl did her research first and judging from the knife she saw sticking out from the side, she figured today was not the right day to inquire about the kitchen. It was time she tried to make friends. Glancing around she looked to see if anyone was available for conversation. She saw one girl just woke up. Well, now was better then never to try. Serena walked over and sat down. "Morning." She smiled. She was just your average girl, nothing too cheerful since it was morning after all. "Been here a while?" She wondered how many came before her? How many friendships were formed already? Was there any room left for others in their little groups? Only one way to find out and this was a start.
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