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Post by Allison♥ on Jan 28, 2007 19:11:20 GMT -5
A dark haired girl stood on her tip-toes gazing into the store front window. She wore a denim mini, dark wash of course, and a pin camisole with silver threading. The store in front of her was decked out in Valentines Day colors for the coming holiday. Red shirts, pink scarves practically draped off the shelves of the well-lit stores.
Alison Parker shook her head, no, she did like the color red much. It was too flashy. She preferred lighter pinks. Tapping her nails on the shiny glass, she sighed and turned to find a less red themed store. |
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Post by streamy-kinz on Feb 4, 2007 21:48:41 GMT -5
STREAMY; of the populars
Streamy hurried along the new, crack-free sidewalk. Her black heels clicked with each step, as her focused in on the girl turning away from the store window. "Allison!" Streamy called out, stumbling slightly. "Wait up!"
She slowed, walking now. Her dark wash flair jeans covered most of her black, two-inch heels (because she wasn't exactly short). A red camisole was hidden under a white jacket, which was zipped up only part way. A red scarf was wrapped around her neck, matching her ebony hair perfectly. Streamy smiled at Allison, barely showing her straight teeth (from two years of braces).
"He-ey," she said, straightening the black bag she carried slung over her shoulder. She pulled the black headphones out of her ears and dropped them inside. They were connected to her iPod, her constant companion (next to Snickers and Lithium, of course). |
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