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Astan.... lets try this again
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Asha
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Dec 24, 2013 02:14PM
((hey Tan i guess i'll just pick up from where we left off))
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she smiled and leaned her head o his shoulder as they walked through the garden "its so pretty out here" she said softly
so i have an idea and i'm going to write it here before i forget it... if you don't like it though its oki was thinking something like the first daughter (president's daughter) falling for one of the body guards or maybe a random boy who went to visit the white house and accidently bumped into her
Name: Ozzie OsborneAge: 18
Country of origin: Australia
Appearance: http://blogs.dailynews.com/outinholly...
Well don't worry but did you seriously have to go so stereotypically australian? Isn't he american anyway?
Too foreign? You make is sound like we live in the middle of no where with no connections to the world :)
Oh no don't worry tan i'm not offended :) i just think its funny sometimes how other countries see us. Anyway could you please start?
Ozzy follows the tour guide through the crowd, his eyes scanning the capitol intently. It was his first tour to the capitol, after being here from few months. Being a social science students, he never get much free time. And today was one of the rare day, where he got the chance to be free. He was always curious about capitol and It's adjacent buildings, after reading so much about them.
Amber wandered the White house, board put of her mind. Her mum and dad where in a meeting and it had been going on for hours and really the America's capital building was not the most child friendly building in the world.
Ozzy climbed up the stairs, not using elevators, to which about the guide seems pretty pissed. He ignored him and kept on admiring the beauty of the place, little less he realized that he ran smack into someone. Their heads collided and he yelped in surprise.
"Oh my gosh i'm so sorry" Amber said hurriedly as she stepped back from the person she had bumped into. He was tall and cute she thought before mentally hitting herself for it. "I'm so sorry i should really watch where i'm going" she apologised again.
He put a hand on his head when the person started to apologize. He looked up to see a beautiful, panicking face. He waved her off, "No don't be sorry, if I was watching than we wouldn't have collided, It's not your fault." he said staring at her.
She smiled at his cute accent, he was definitely not American but she couldn't quite place it. "Amber" she said, holding out her hand formally, her hole face smiling. She was used to charming important people all over the globe, helping her father acquire connections with other countries.
He was a bit surprised as she puts her hand for him. She seems quiet adorable with a puppy face. Smiling he took her hand in his, "Ozzie" she said and kissed the back of her hand.
She chuckled at his gesture "you only had to shake it" she said, amused. She wondered if he knew who she was, it didn't seem like it and she hoped that she was right. So many people treated her weirdly because of her dad but she was just another normal kid with a few bodyguards and a massive house.
He blushed and dropped her hand at her comment. "Sorry, I didn't realized it." he said casually and looked around, as the tour guide was walking ahead, but he was bored because of his presence. He looks at her, and she seems quiet alone. "Here for a trip ?" he asked her.
She smile at his blush and couldn't help but notice his attractiveness again. His question confused her a bit "um... Yeah something like that" she said, realising he was on a tour.
He nodded at her and started to walk towards the stairs. "Well I'm here for a tour too. And where's your guide or you're American ?" he asked in his thick accent.
She nodded "yeah i'm well and truly American" she said, almost laughing at how cliche it was. "Actually i'm training at the moment to be a tour guide" she said, thinking that she would never see him again so they might as well have some fun "i could show you around if you want. Tim, your tour guide, is pretty boring. He's obsessed with the history of every vase and painting"
He blushed, at his stupidity for asking such a stupid question. But than at her offer his face brighten up, and he literally yelled in excitement. "Thanks that's a great offer, I appreciates that. And yes he is boring, don't tell him that though." he said with a little laughter.
Amber laughed with him "ok ok but you have to be quiet. I don't want to draw attention" she said knowingly before taking his hand and leading him down a hallway. She knew she had to be carful about where she took him because he might figure out who she is and she liked having a friend for once who didn't know.
He smiles, "Alright I'll be quiet." he agreed although her offer was quiet weird, which made him think why she doesn't wants to draw attention to her. But since he was getting a beautiful tour guide, he pushed away the thoughts.
She smiled and led him i to a room with a massive dinning table "this is the formal dinning room where we... The president holds dinners for important guests and friends" she said, hoping he didn't notice her slip up.
He looked around the massive dinning hall, where the president and his family have dinner. For a second he noticed the 'we' word but didn't bothered about it. "It's beautiful."
She smiled "yeah it is but you haven't even seen the ballroom yet" she said, leading him out into another hall and past a few doors. They came to massive pair of French doors and she slid them open. Even though she saw this room often it still took her breath away every time "the ballroom" she announced, stepping inside.
He nodded, thinking how big the ballroom would be. As she started to lead him through doors and they stopped in front of those massive doors, he gasped. It surely was a big room, he can say that by looking at the doors. And what comes next was totally unbelievable. "Wow, that's....." he trailed off, feeling out of words.
Amber smile back, watching his beautiful face light up with the beautifulness of the room. "I know hey" she said, feeling just as lost for words as he was. She walked out into the middle of the floor and laid down looking up at the painted roof. When she was a little girl she used to come here and dream of her prince charming dancing with her.
He smiles and keeps on watching the room. It was huge, with high ceiling and beautiful carved and calligraphed pillars. It was one of the most beautiful place, he ever had been. "Don't you think it's an insult you're laying where you should be dancing ?" he teased her, hovering above her head.
She scanned all the intricate carvings and paintings, wishing she had enough tome to appreciate every one of them. She watched him hover above her "i've never had an excuse to dance, or a parter" she said the last bit a little quieter.
He was smiling, but his face dropped, when she said the last words in a sad tone. He prefers the smiling Amber, he decided. "Well you have a partner now. and an excuse too."
She looked up into his storm grey eyes, a blush rising on her cheeks. She had a sudden urge to tell him who she was and see whether he would still decide to dance with her. Deciding against it she bit her lip and slowly stood up "ok then but you better not tread on my toes" she teased


