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Dec 23, 2008 04:05PM
((all the charries are at DQ cept mine.))
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Christy turned, ready to burn the hell out of whoever said that. Then, noticing Keaton, she calmed down. She could sense that he was like her, personality wise anyways.
Sarah shot the boy a look. "Ignore him Christy." she said.
She looked at the cashier. "We'd like two hamburgers, one salad, and three ice cream sundaes." she said.
She looked at the cashier. "We'd like two hamburgers, one salad, and three ice cream sundaes." she said.
Trin and Tom walked down the street. Past the Blockbuster, past the gas station, past the drug store...and past Dairy Queen. Trin looked in the window and spotted the group. Uh-oh. Then, Tom turned around and signed, Let's get ice cream. No! Trin pleaded, but her brother had already walked inside, and she was forced to follow.
Christy took a deep breath. She knew he was only teasing her, but by g-- she was going to kill him one day.
Laya looked at Sarah. "Sure, go ahead."
Christy went to look for somewhere to sit down. She was aware of someone staring at her, but she ignored it.
Trin walked up to the other cashier. She said quietly, "We'll take two strawberry cones, please." She tried to blend in with the crowd. She hadn't planned on meeting these guys again!

Laya watched Christy go find a seat. She followed her. "Hey, if you want, we can both toast him. Here, let's sit here. It looks big enough."
Christy agreed silently. She slipped down to the furthest part of the booth, and waited for their food.
Laya turned to Keaton. "I don't even know your name." She sat next to Christy, trying to make it easier on her. This way Mika and Keaton wouldn't be able to, thus no fights would occur. At least, the way she saw it.
Laya glared. "Laya, not that it's any of your business. Why did you offer to pay, anyway?"
Christy gave Keaton a look that said, If you don't answer her, I will be forced to rip out your pituatary gland through your left nostril

"Excuse me?" Laya raised an eyebrow. "And you think we're the only one's here?" Laya stood up. "Guys, over here!"
Christy grinned slightly. She could get used to it. "Christy," she said, sensing that it was only fair that she return the favor. "And," she snarled, "we're not here to get picked up."
Trin gave Tom his ice cream and signed, Let's go. He shook his head. Let's sit and eat. Trin wanted to rip her brain out and stomp on it, but instead, she smiled and nodded like everything was just peachy.
Laya grinned toward Christy, then looked at Keaton. "Now, Kristian, if you know what's good for you, you'd stop trying to. We're here to eat, and enjoy a good storm."
"I'm fine with being complimented." Laya sat down again. "Just not by you."
Christy tried to ignore what he said. He obviously liked it when she got riled up, but she couldn't help it. Instead, she busied herself counting how many more seconds until they got their food. Secretly though, she was slightly complimented.
"Worse than other guys I've talked to... They didn't stop either. Hmm... I never did see them again." Laya lied. She'd seen them again-to her annoyance-but that was beside the point.
Christy shrugged. She didn't really like having feelings for people, so she tried to ignore her other ones.
"No, not really." Laya smirked. She idly wondered if this was considered flirting, but decided it wasn't. It was arguing.
Tom sat down at the only open table. It was two tables away from the group. Shoot.
Christy looked up. "Stop flirting with her!" she hissed to Keaton. "I promise you, she's not interested.
Laya looked up at the person. They looked faintly familiar... maybe it was that one girl's brother? She shrugged it off.

Laya looked at Christy. "I wouldn't even call it talking. Arguing, is what I would use..." Then she muttered to Christy, making sure Keaton wouldn't hear. "And zapping him, if he doesn't leave..."
Trin sat down and casually licked her ice cream.
Laya looked up. It was the sound girl. She nudged Christy and pointed her out.

Laya had to stifle a laugh and turned to Christy. "I wouldn't try her... She takes your... breath away?"
Christy snickered. "I think we're the friendliest bunch around." then, with a thumb jabbed towards Keaton, "And, the prettiest!"
Trin put on her best smile and waved sweetly at Keaton.
Laya covered her mouth, trying to reign in the laughs. "Apparently... I wonder what's taking the food so long?" Laya looked up. "There's a tray... I'll go see if it's ours."
((question. Where should I come in?))
Laya looked at the tray and saw some of the food on it, but not all. She couldn't really expect all of it. There were a lot of people. She picked it up and went back to the table. "Wonder where everyone is..."
((Anytime you want. Just walk in, decide, hmm, pretty girls, go over and sit with them. That's pretty much what Keaton did...))
Christy shrugged. "Who cares?" she said, eyeing her food hungrily. "I'm starving."
Christy shrugged. "Who cares?" she said, eyeing her food hungrily. "I'm starving."
((lol!))
"Ummm... here's your order!" Laya handed Christy her food and then took her own salad.
"Ummm... here's your order!" Laya handed Christy her food and then took her own salad.
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