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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 6:12 am
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Arielle Shore
Arielle was still sleeping soundly, stuck in a dream she had found somewhat interesting. It was a warm summer day, and she was looking at herself in the mirror. She had cocked her head to the side, slightly, surprised at what she saw. She was wearing the wedding gown. And she was assuming it was her wedding. She heard a knock on the door and saw her grandfather come in, ready to escort her to the pulpit.
There were no voices or sounds. It was like she was watching everything. Her hair was down and she was actually wearing jewelry. She wondered who the guy was, not sure if the dream would just stop there. The scene changed and she was walking down the aisle, her arm through her grandfather's arm. When she got to the minister, she noticed a familiar of brownish-blond hair. And after the vows, when it was time to kiss the bride, it was Kedrick's face.
She woke up quickly, surprised at such a dream. Why did it seem so real? Not only that, but her cheeks were somewhat flushed. It's probably all that talk that grandma and grandpa did last night, Arielle thought with a nod, Besides, we're just friends. She noticed that the covers were on her shoulders and she sat up slowly, looking around to find out where Kedrick had gone. She looked over to the kitchen and found Kedrick making breakfast. She stood up and walked over to the kitchen, tapping the boy's shoulder.
"Good morning Kedrick," Arielle said with a smile, "What are you making?"
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 8:15 am
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 8:57 am
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 10:04 am
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:15 am
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:31 am
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 11:13 am
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Arielle Shore
Arielle smiled and finished making her eggs. When they were done, she started eating them as Kedrick left to go change. She smiled happily, glad to have something going down in her stomach. Her mind slipped away, trying to understand the dream she had last night and also, trying to figure out why Kedrick wouldn't tell her his dream.
When Kedrick came back in with something clean on, Arielle finished her food and cleaned up her dishes. She then walked past him and smiled, "You look nice. I'll be back down in about fifteen to twenty minutes." Even Arielle knew that girls took forever to get ready. She went up to the bathroom and looked for a towel and wash cloth. When she found them, she took a shower, singing while she did so.
After that, she went back in her room, closing the door and dried herself off. She looked through her things, trying to decide what to wear. Eventually, she found a pair of jeans, a nice forest green top,and a pair of brown cowboy boots. When she had finished with that, she dried her hair and combed it, deciding to wear it down for that day. She took some strands of her hair and braided them, one on each side. She then put a green crocheted cap on her head and looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't know why she had dressed up so nicely. It wasn't like she was going on a date with Kedrick, but maybe it was just her girlish genes. She grabbed one of her bags and headed downstairs.
"Okay," Arielle said happily, "Ready to go."
((So long >.<.))
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 11:35 am
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