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Post by Isabella Swan on Jan 29, 2009 22:04:26 GMT -5
Bella had been in her dorm all day. She really didn’t know many of the girls there, so she decided to go outside. Wearing only shorts, a tank top, and a pair of converse, she jogged out the front doors and into the pouring rain. It wasn’t a thunder storm, so she felt she should enjoy the weather. She danced around the lawns, doing turns and flips as she went and laughed to herself. Her long dark brown hair was dripping down her back, and her side bangs were sticking to her forehead. She smiled and lifted her arms over her head spinning and laughing, not caring who saw. |
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Post by Vincent Martin on Jan 29, 2009 22:12:10 GMT -5
Vincent was in his favorite spot. A nice clearing in the Forbidden Forest. Of course, then the rain had started. He knew if he was outside in the rain, he'd somehow catch a cold, then his older brother would most likely ask how in hells name the gryffindor got the cold, and then, being the truthful brother, or as truthful as possible, he'd say he was in the forest and then he'd get in major trouble. So, to make his life easier, he was heading up to the castle. Or at least that was the plan, until he saw a girl twirling and dancing in the rain. He tilted his head slighlty, his hair falling into his eyes now that he was completely drenched from the walk up the lawns. "You know..." He called out, when he got close enough, "...you could catch a cold..."
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Post by Isabella Swan on Jan 29, 2009 22:15:02 GMT -5
Bella jumped at least two feet up and back when she heard a voice. She laughed and said, "What fun's life without a little risk?" she called over the rain. She noticed the boy as one of Jason's brothers, "Hey, I'm Bella, and you?" she asked walking closer to him, to hear him a bit better. She laughed as the wind blew, making her wet hair fly everywhere.
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Post by Vincent Martin on Jan 29, 2009 22:17:58 GMT -5
Vincent shut an eye to the wind, "I'm Vincent." He answered as he walked closer to the girl. "I suppose I could assume I don't have to state my last name?" He questioned softly before he shook his head rapidly, trying to loosen up his clinging, wet, heavy hair. He soon gave up on that fight and just started to push it out of his eyes and make it stand all on end.
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Post by Isabella Swan on Jan 29, 2009 22:24:17 GMT -5
Bella smiled and said, "Nope, but if you don't mind my asking. WHat's your name?" with a laugh. She hoped he didn't get offended easily. She laughed and said, "You have cool hair." with another smile.
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Post by Vincent Martin on Jan 29, 2009 22:29:33 GMT -5
Vincent tilted his head, "My name is Vincent." He shrugged, "Vincent Michael Martin. I have no other name, unless you want me to state that I'm Ayden Christopher Martin. I could pull that one off very easily....well, sort of." He laughed softly, "And thanks. I try to have cool hair."
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Post by Isabella Swan on Jan 31, 2009 8:53:11 GMT -5
Bella smiled and said, "I think I saw you before, at the scene queen party." jumping up and letting the wind blow her to him. She laughed and said, "Hi!" nearly banging into him. Just a few more days and she'd be the perfect weight!
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Post by Vincent Martin on Feb 1, 2009 16:00:42 GMT -5
Vincent took a step backward when the girl seemed to fly toward him, "Hello." He said softly, a little startled that she was nearly flung into him. "Yes, I was there, as well as my twin, Ayden. We would be scene kings, as you call them." He spoke with a small grin.
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Post by Isabella Swan on Feb 1, 2009 16:02:50 GMT -5
Bella smiled as he took a step back, "This is fun!" she said with a laugh. She smiled at Vincent and said, "I've met him too! I got lost." with a laugh. She smiled back at him and said, "Do you like the rain?" with a smile.
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Post by Vincent Martin on Feb 2, 2009 6:46:48 GMT -5
"Yeah, but if big brother Jason knew I was out in it, he would assume I was in the forest, which I was, and I'd get in trouble. If I catch a cold he'd tell me...'It's your own fault'...and wouldn't really do nothing about it..." He shrugged, "It is my own fault."
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