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 Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:31 pm
This was boring.
The woman was making an effort to stay awake and alert. She might have came here by choice, but she obviously didn't read the fine print... Renee didn't realize she'd be going to a place with children attending. All the people she found at the place were... well... not properly dressed, in her opinion. But she'd let it go - they were children. Most of the kids flocked to other booths... 'Work for NASA!' 'Be a campaign worker now, the president later!' 'Turn into Miss America, or at least find them as a talent scout!'
But Monica, the person she worked under, she had came up with the worst name for the booth Renee ran: 'Fashion Reporter: Be the trendsetter!' Renee's magazine wasn't even national, even with a website, so how could it be the trendsetter? The woman gave a disinterested yawn as she leaned on the booth table, hidden by the stacks of phamplets with models on their cover. Her spiked pigtails were leaning down from the California heat, and a white halter top was worn, the rest hidden from the table.
This really was boring.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:18 pm
Keilana yawned, her rhythmic songs playing in her ears as she walked from booth to booth.
The girl scoffed at some of the booths. "Miss America? Please, those girl's ain't got much ta offer," Keilana yawned again. She approached the NASA booth and grabbed a pamphlet, "I bet Kyle'll like it." Shrugging slightly she adjusted her white headband and looked to the booths.
Letting out a sigh she saw people flocking to some of the bigger booths. A smile crossed her face as she thought of a booth that would never be here, "Be a drug dealer! Make tons of money by night get arrested by day." Keilana let out a small laugh before looking to one other booth. It seemed neglected by most, which couldn't help but make Keilana feel bad for it.
The black haired girl approached the 'Fashion Reporter: Be a trendsetter!' booth. Rubbing her chin for a few moments she looked up to Renee, "What'chu peddlin' here?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 5:29 pm
She leaned up at the sight of a black-haired girl. "OH! Hi. I apologize for my actions, not the best person at staying awake." A grin was given after saying that.
Renee looked at the girl, then the pamphlets, and back to the girl. "Well, anyway, if you can read the sign up above me-" she pointed up to the ceiling "-this is a booth for information on becoming a fashion reporter." The woman soon had an afterthought - 'Nice way to state the obvious, Renee... can't you give her some real info?' After some thoughts... "My job is reporting on the fashion news - like real reporters, sort of, but more for the trends and the newest brands... this news isn't as boring as the real news, despite how important politics are."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 11:34 pm
"I can tell, you ain't quite the most excited person I've seen at a job fair workin'," Keilana paused for a moment wondering if that sentence made sense, "W-Wait! I mean, you don't look so excited."
Looking up, she smiled, then reached for a pamphlet thumbing through it, "Well I knew fashion reporter, guess I shoulda phrased my question a little different, eh?" She gave a small chuckle then listened to the young adult, "Do you.. get to meet any people? Like, ya know, famous people an' stuff?"
Keilana continued to thumb through the pamphlet before looking up, "Or do you just go to places, like fashion shows, or somethin'?" The tiny girl perked an eyebrow as she watched the brown haired young adult.
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