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 Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:04 pm
((I..I like Bleach whee ))
Eolande's eyes bugged out at the mere mention of playing football. Wasn't that a sport even more violent then boxing!? "Couldn't we...do something...uhm...what about like...track or maybe tennis?" She asked with a small smile. "Though I suppose I'd be good at running..actually you know.." Eolande shifted in her seat and spread her hands a little bit. "I do need to get a little more..well..endurance maybe? I wouldn't mind being a bit more active...kinda like you."
Eolande pushed her cup away and wrinkled her nose a small bit when she thought about Marlon's folks. Still. No one ever had perfect parents. She didn't. he didn't. In a way it actually made her feel better to know she wasn't the only one who was disappointed in the adults that were supposed to be caring for you. "I..won't then." She assured Mark on the topic. She paused then and chuckled.
"I think we're done with the ice cream. Do you...do you maybe have a..ah..cell phone?"
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:15 pm
"Omigawd," she said, looking at her cell to see the time. Woops, her brother was so totally waiting for her. She paused to think for a moment but shrugged it off, it was fine. He'd wait.....he needed her help with the norm....thus she could make him wait a little. She handed her phone over to Eolande and grinned. "Gimme your number, we can like, have a spa day sometime or something!" OOOOH! She loved spa days! Oooh, there was one place she and her mom vacationed at....every time the hairdresser turned away to get something they'd watch his tight toosie in the mirror.....oh what fun!
She giggled. "I'll even let you decide whether you wanna join me in boxing or football~" she said happily. Okay...personally she'd prefer Eolande join the boxing since it was easier to protect her from adrenaline pumped jocks trying to get a football from her. Of course in either case she'd protect her new BFF, but still... "You totally need to try boxing or football, you need to do something full contact! Really gets the pulse racing."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 11:23 pm
"Do you have someplace your supposed to be?" Eolande asked Mark when she exclaimed upon looking at her phones clock. However, as Mark handed her the phone, she fished her own gold painted phone from her pocket. She flipped her thumb over the red rhinestones she had stuck on the back in the shape of a heart, then handed it over. "Here. Plug your number into the contacts. I'll do the same." Of course. All she had under her contacts right now was Jacob, Marlon, and 911. The shortness of her contact list did not worry her. It was just a list of people she knew right now after all. Eolande pressed the buttons on Mark's phone in order to save her phone number on it.
"A spa day would be cool. I've never had one of those before. It would be fun I'm sure." She glanced over at mark and handed her back her phone. "I'll...take my chances with boxing. I'd rather worry about one person breaking me then twelve or eleven or however many play on the other sides team. You just got to promise to pay for my medical bills if I break something. Jacob would ground me for months if I cost him so much as a extra visit to the emergency room."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 11:40 pm
The corners of her lips twitched. "Naw, just my brother picking me up," she said, putting her number in but putting a star before her name. That way her name would be first on the list and whenever Eolande opened her phone she'd be all like 'Omiguh, Marky! I totally love hanging out with Marky!' and thus would be inclined to call her....or think about her while blushing cutely and thinking about what to say if she did call....heeee, so cute! She plucked her own pink cell out of Eolande's hands once she finished and replaced it with Eolande's own phone, grinning impishly as she quickly set a ringtone for her.
"Gimme a call when you have some time, I'll send you a text with where I usually work out if you ever feel up to joining me in kickboxing, boxing, or football," she chuckled. Yup, she was an active girl. "And don't worry, if you ever get hurt I'll nurse you back to health myself and kiss all your owies away!" Again Mark had that impish grin, one could only wonder if she was serious or joking....all things considered....most likely she was perfectly serious.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:04 am
(Mark is totally nuts XD)
Eolande took her cellphone back and looked over Marks entry. A confused look flickered through her eyes as she saw the little star next to Marks name. It took her a few moments of looking at it to realize why Mark had placed it there. With the star, it was even listed before the 911 emergency number. She snapped her phone shut and tucked it back into her pocket. By this point and time she was pretty at ease with mark. While she'd not say they were the best of friends yet, she could at least see Mark as a person she'd like to hang out with. Having Mark and Marlon as her friends she was certain she'd not have any trouble finding someone to spend time with.
Eolande looked up at mark when she promised to nurse her back to health, and with a laugh she held up her bruised arm. "Kiss all my owies away huh? You mean like this one here?" She teased and pointed to the darkened section of her arm with a playful grin.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 7:02 pm
(Maybe a little xD)
Mark giggled. "Uhhuh~" she chimed, grabbing her arm and giving it a smooch. She seemed to not even notice the looks she got from folks around. Either way, it was worth it in her mind.....definitely. She offered an impish grin, knowing immediately that it would put her little cutie with red up to her ears...possibly why she found it so worth the strange looks.
"So weekends I usually work morning till noon, after school for an hour I'm usually at the gym or on the field, so any time after that or if you wanna join~" she cooed, clearly still wanting Eolande to at least try each sport. And so long as Eolande never saw her at work....oh she looked a mess! Dirty overalls, no makeup, hair tied back in a messy bun with a headband to keep back to bangs.....oh she looked so uncute! It was for sure a total crime.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 9:29 pm
"Oh! Ah!" Eolande exclaimed when Mark leaned in and kissed her arm. Her blue eyes widened a bit and her pouty lips parted in a surprised grasp. Then, mere seconds later, a red blush splotched over her cheeks, up her ears, and down her neck. Eolande quickly folded her hand into her lap and cleared her throat. "Oh...yeah...after school would be nice. Yeah." She agreed with a mumbled voice. Eolande pushed her chair back and rose. She was trying hard to keep her blush under control, and lifted a hand to tuck back some strands of hair behind her ear. "Listen. I've got some chores to do. Can...can I...call you later maybe? We can make plans or something then huh?"
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:37 pm
OHMYGUHSOCUTE!!!
Mark giggled at the sight, grinning from ear to ear. She seemed not the least bit embarrassed about the PDA, it seemed perfectly natural for her...but then....she always was a bit of an odd girl. She liked being really clingy with people, how better to let them know she liked being around them? Most found her clingy nature either annoying, cute, or just weird....quite frankly she couldn't care less, if they found it annoying they were missing out on some damned good cuddle time.
Watching Eolande very awkwardly ask permission to call made her grin widen. She laughed and nodded. "Yea!" she said happily. "Don't be shy about ever calling me, I hide it really well, but I actually love to talk!" she said in a teasing tone. Oh, she was quite the little social butterfly. She enjoyed meeting new people and that sort of thing, when they were cute....oh that was just gravy. She chuckled again and also began to stand. "You can call me any time, even if you're just bored or lonely and want someone to talk to." That was one nice quality she had, she did try her best to make time for friends. She was quite the talker, but still did listen when others talked....even if being the one to talk seemed more her forte.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 3:41 pm
Eolande struggled to get her blush under control. She did not want to rush away from Mark with her face so hot that everyone in the mall would be wondering just what they'd been talking about. None of it was bad after all! She gripped the back of her chair and squeezed it for a few seconds, then exhaled a held breath. There...that was helping some. "Thanks Marky. I...will definitely give you a call tonight. At least for a few minutes. Maybe we can talk about...I dunno...dresses or something."
Eolande pushed back from the chair and smiled at the other girl, her hand lifting in a small wave as parting. This had been such a surprising trip to the mall. Eolande had only come with the intention of picking out her future shopping list. Instead she had possibly met a friend. Mark just had this easygoing sense about her. Eolande hoped that, when the time eventually came. that she and Marlon would get along.
Marlon...was it ironic that her current only friends both had names that began with a M? Maybe she should...grab something for Mark tonight? Eolande looked over her shoulder at Mark as she walked away from their table. Yeah...something nice for her new friend...she just had to figure out what...
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 7:22 pm
Mark smiled from ear to ear and waved. She picked up her mountain of bags with a contented huff. Ahhh, a well accomplished day she had to say. Made a new friend, got her shopping done....got like, the CUTEST pair of shoes she already planned to wear to school the following day....heh, she lucked out with the pants, her shoes were harder to see then plus they only seemed to care about outfits so long as the students wore them by loose standards. It was a pretty sweet deal there.
With that she got up, still beaming as she left the mall to get the ride from her brother. She didn't hesitate to natter his ear off about this way cute girl she'd met. But....he was used to it. She seemed to like to try to prove how girly she was at rather odd intervals.
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