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Post by Q.J.D.♥; on Jan 18, 2009 21:46:06 GMT -5
  
Jade didn't know what had drawn her down to the beach. Let alone, the board walk. She smiled, and let out a soft sigh as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, taking in the sweet smell of the water, and everything around it. Jade had always liked the water, but more importantly, the boardwalk. She loved how a variety of people set up little booths. One of her favorites where the fortune tellers or the gypsies, whatever people wanted to call them. They fascinated her, and she wasn't sure why.
Jade's greenish blue eyes looked around the boardwalk as she started to slowly walk down it. Her teeth put presser on her lower lip, a thing she had in common with her brother, her twin, Quin. Not many people guessed they where related, let alone twins. The two where opposites, in looks anyway. She chewed a little at her lip as she looked around. Jade didn't know many people, seeing as she was like her brother, and tended to be a little more than on the quiet side around strangers. Though, she was improving. Jade was stepping a little out of her comfort box a little more every day.
Some would think that, that wasn't a big accomplishment, but to someone who was as reserved as her, it was enormous. As she walked along, with a little skip in her step, she glanced down at the clothes she had picked out for the day. She smiled as she looked at her bluish green dress and then to her greenish blue shoes, that oddly, kind of matched her eyes. She had just noticed this, and couldn't stop the smile that spread across her face.
She was so caught up in a happy mood today, but had nothing to have caused it. Jade just shrugged that off. IT was good to be happy, right? She wasn't sure. She was for sure, not a doctor, so one wouldn't really know the answer to that question at the moment. She walked,well skipped, along, looking around at the people. Jade slowed down a little, but the small skip still slightly visible as she walked. Jade as looking at the booths as she walked passed them. She had always wanted to know what it was like to be the owner of such a thing.
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Post by andi ! on Jan 18, 2009 22:42:23 GMT -5
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Eliza was still trying to get reacquainted with the layout of Stewart, the backdrop of her middle school days. But she was a middle schooler no longer, and the high school haunts were different than the preteen ones. Or so she had discovered. Not that it mattered much if the places were the same or different, as she didn't remember much from her three years of middle school in sunny California. The past three and a half years in New York, though, had helped her navigational skills marginally. Never much adept at finding her way around, spending more time home in New York City became difficult. It used to just be that she would be there summers, and would be mostly hanging out with her father, who would lead the way willingly. But modeling in New York had been a different story. She had to navigate her own way flawlessly, gracefully.
Of course, that had been difficult for such a directionally-challenged being as Eliza Day. But she had managed, and now found her acute orientational skills finely honed. Far from perfect, but better than they had been four years before. And her father was convinced that taking three years off of school to model had taught her nothing.
But that didn't stop the poor girl from getting hopelessly lost a few days prior around the halls of school. Every since, she had become determined to map out the entire campus in her head, surrounding areas included. She was sure, after hours of aimless wandering, that she had most of the interior done, and some of the grounds. But that got boring easily. So now she was on a quest to find a decent place to eat, and figured that she could use the spare wandering time to get a better hold on the town surrounding Stewart. A win-win situation.
Eliza frowned slightly to herself as she put more distance between the school and herself. She felt incredibly boring as of late. She had always been a fairly average girl, but she'd never felt it so strikingly. Because in middle school, she'd been impossibly happy. And then she was a model, a professional model, and how could she feel bland when a job most teenage girls would kill for had fallen so randomly into her lap? She still wasn't totally normal, she reasoned to herself (the word "normal" resounded like a swear in her mind). She still had the best boyfriend in the world. She was still intelligent. She was still at one of the best boarding schools in the country, and paying for it herself. But when she was here, not with Jay, and not in a classroom spurning the simplicity of her statistics course, she felt more blase than she had in a while.
It wasn't long before the tall brunette found herself at the boardwalk. There were plenty of stands around here, but not many seemed very healthy. She wrinkled her nose slightly, surveying her prospects. There was a vegetarian booth, and since she found that vegetarians were implicitly more careful in preparing their food, she started in that direction.
Now, Eliza Day is many things. But there are certain things she will never even try to pretend that she is, including observant or innately graceful. She could be observant when she really felt she had to, and graceful when she thought of absolutely nothing else. But just walking around, she was neither. Which would explain why, as she turned toward the booth, she took no notice of a girl in a blue dress and walked directly into her.
"Oh!" she exclaimed in surprise as she stumbled backward. Luckily she didn't fall; The victim of her moment of inattention was a good three inches shorter than her own five feet nine inches, and wasn't walking fast enough to provide enough force to send Eliza really falling the other way. Still, it left her rubbing her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry," she apologized after catching her balanced, straightening out her black wife-beater and fiddling absently with the zipper of her red sweatshirt. "I should pay more attention to where I'm walking," she added with a laugh, an apologetic smile framed on her mouth.
ooc|| sorry that took so long. xD
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Post by Q.J.D.♥; on Jan 19, 2009 12:03:02 GMT -5
HOLD ONTO YOUR WORDS [/color][/font] 'cause talk is cheap[/color][/font] AND REMEMBER ME TONIGHT[/color][/font] when you're asleep[/color][/font] [/center] [/i] people weren't paying attention, stuff like running into each other happened. Like just now. When the girl collided with her, she was shocked for a moment. She blinked, looking around. Her eyes finally landed on the girl who had run into her, or who she had run into. However you wanted to place the situation. At first, Jade just looked at the other girl, whom had said 'oh!' and stumbled backwards. She wasn't sure if the other girl was okay. But, she herself was alright, at least she was pretty sure she was. "Oh, it's okay. Are you alright?" She asked, glancing at the girl, who had been rubbing her shoulder. Jade felt suddenly short, seeing as the other girl was at least three inches taller than her. Jade started to mess with her own dress, smoothing it down a bit, but playing with the fringes a little. She did this sometimes, but it was kind of a habit, to say the least. "Oh, I need to pay attention to.. This kind of happens a lot." She said with a soft laugh.The girl looked kind of familiar, but once again, Jade didn't know that many people. She mostly kept to herself, or the book she was reading.[/font][/size][/ul]
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Post by andi ! on Jan 20, 2009 20:52:45 GMT -5
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Eliza quickly righted her posture, smile still framed as she ran a hand through her brunette locks. "Oh, I'm fine," she answered with a laugh. She would have turned the question around, but the girl barely seemed phased by the run-in, and she was still suffering acute embarrassment. She was fine, but her ego might have taken a hit.
She chuckled at the girl's statement, nodding her head. "Yeah, I also have the unfortunate knack for maiming others on the way from point A to point B," she replied, smiling. "I'm Eliza, by the way. Do you go to Stewart?" The girl was clearly a high school student, so it made sense for her to also go to Stewart. But then again, she wouldn't want to start a conversation based upon the assumption that the other girl did go to Stewart if it proved to be false, because that would be, well, embarrassing. And she'd probably embarrassed herself enough for the day.
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Post by Q.J.D.♥; on Jan 26, 2009 16:46:25 GMT -5
HOLD ONTO YOUR WORDS [/color][/font] 'cause talk is cheap[/color][/font] AND REMEMBER ME TONIGHT[/color][/font] when you're asleep[/color][/font] [/center] [/i], not people, to see if it would leave a bruise or not. But then again, Jade was a bit on the off side most of the time. Jade laughed a bit more as the girl spoke of her tendency to run into people often. Jade wasn't sure why she bumped into people, it was like there was an 'I'm clumsy, let me bump into you' sticker glued to her forehead. But, alas, there was no sticker glued to her forehead. She laughed at her thought, but it was okay, seeing as the other girl would probably take it that she was still laughing about the bumping into each other. When Eliza spoke her name and asked if she went to Stewart, Jade nodded. "Yes! I do go to Stewart, do you? Oh, and my name's Jade" She said with a small smile. Jade wasn't sure if they where going to end up friends, or just another acquaintance from the school. She forced herself not to shrug as she thought to herself. 'only time will tell' As it does with most things throughout people's lives. .[/font][/size][/ul]
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