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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 8:33 am
The helmet was handed over when requested, a slow toss towards the offered hand. And then she began to pat at her clothing lightly, soothing her uniform of the creases that had formed during the trick, before finally giving up.
"It was definately more fun then some car ride! I do not know about driving, but for riding, definately best."
"Thanks for the ride!"
Lingering on the driveway she stepped far enough back to allow Ellie to take the bike and helmets back into the garage they'd come from, her eyes turning to glance at the neighborhood mildly. She thought she knew the way she needed to go home, but if she ended up making a few circles well.. that only meant she put off doing chores and homework that much longer.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:04 am
Helmet now at hand, Ellie went into the garage and set it down on the washing machine. The blonde returned for the motorcycle, but briefly seemed to notice how Aitana was not exactly leaving yet.
Loosely, she pointed towards the direction they had come from. "Go down that street til ya reach th'park... ya should be able t'figure out where ever ya need t'go from there if yer familiar with th'park."
With that, the kickstand to her vehicle was kicked up and using the handle, she began to steer the vehicle into her garage. Was the other girl lingering around hoping that Ellie was going to invite her to dinner or some stupid sh*t like that?
As if to discourage any sort of thoughts like that, the teen, once she set her vehicle back to where it stayed in storage, she went back to the garage door and began to pull it down from the inside.
No goodbyes. Just a garage door closed down before things got awkward.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:40 am
She wasn't really waiting for an invitation, in fact she wasn't really sure WHAT she was waiting for. Most people offered a bit more into conversations or activities. So leading it all herself.. especially with language and/or cultural barriers was a little tougher then she might have hoped.
However the abrupt dissapearance and sudden closing of the garage door was enough to surprise the brazilian girl out of her lingering. Oh! They were done for the day then?
Her hand lifted, scratching the top of her head for a brief moment before she shrugged and swung herself around in the other direction. Both arms crossed thoughtfully behind her head she began to meander slowly back towards the park.
It had been a fun day. But she thought maybe she still wanted to try rollerblading sometime. Maybe she could even find some way to make it cool enough for Ellie to want to too!
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