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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 4, 2006 22:27:22 GMT -5
Arielle stretched out her long, elegant limbs before rising. She was wearing her footie tights, a lavendar leotard, and a pair of white sofie shorts. Tugging on her ballet slippers she brushed away a stray strand of hair from her moss green eyes. Straightening up, Arielle moved over to a ballance beam she was temporarily using as her bar. Then she began her plie excersices before moving on to tondu, degage, fondu, and grand batmant. |
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Post by Tucker Grant on Jul 5, 2006 12:56:27 GMT -5
Tucker leaned against the windowsill of an open window of the seating area of the Gymnasium Complex. He came here often, not for himself but usually to meet a friend, or in today's case to watch Arielle. He hadn't told anyone but he also happened to like his friend. But what she felt was a mystery to him. He watched her practice her dance moves, she was good at it. The way she moved was so elegant. Tucker loved to watch her.
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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 5, 2006 14:29:25 GMT -5
After finishing her "bar" excercises, Arielle stepped back from the balance beam and prepared to do her "center" work when she noticed Tucker watching her. It didn't seem as if he realized she noticed he was there, so she kept dancing. She wondered if anything would come of her crush on him. They'd been friends, and still were, but now her feelings had sort of escalated.
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Post by Tucker Grant on Jul 5, 2006 16:22:53 GMT -5
He watched her continue, and he wasn't sure whether she had noticed him yet. He didn't want to disturb her, so he would wait until she was done and then they could hang out or something. They had been friends since he came here to live with his cousin. She helped him adjust a little and he felt more for here than just friends. For now he hoped she would be done soon.
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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 5, 2006 16:44:49 GMT -5
Finishing with her dance work, Arielle moved to her bag and towel. She glanced over at Tucker and smiled, waving him over. She tossed her towel over her shoulder and picked up her dance bag after taking her ballet slippers off and pulled her tights above her ankles. Arielle slipped on her flip-flops and started walking towards Tucker.
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Post by Tucker Grant on Jul 5, 2006 16:51:34 GMT -5
She finished and waved Tucker over. He waved back and slowly started walking over. She began walking towards him aswell. "Hey." He greeted her with a quick hug. "Your a good dancer." he commented, she was and Tucker admired her skills. Now he didn't have plans for later so he wondered what she wanted to do.
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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 5, 2006 16:55:28 GMT -5
Arielle smiled as he hugged her, and she hugged him back. "Thanks. Do you watch me often?" She always had an interesting perception about the area around her and she'd noticed Tucker sitting by the windows before.
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Post by Tucker Grant on Jul 5, 2006 17:08:03 GMT -5
"Sometimes." it was no big deal really. So what if he liked to watch her, he wondered what she got out of it though. "So what do you want to do?" he wanted to hang out with her, but would do whatever she wanted.
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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 5, 2006 17:15:39 GMT -5
Arielle gave him a half grin, looking up the two inches difference in to his eyes. "Kay. Well, I'll go change, it should only take a few moments, and then maybe we could get something to eat?"
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Post by Tucker Grant on Jul 5, 2006 20:22:33 GMT -5
"Sounds good." he smiled. He knew it would take more than a few moments, but he would wait anyway. "I'll meet you outside." he turned and walked to the exterior of the complex. There was a light breeze, it pushed his hair into his face. He leaned against a wall and pushed his hair out of his eyes.
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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 6, 2006 14:56:36 GMT -5
Arielle smiled as he left and ran to get changed. Okay, it really took more than a few moments, maybe closer to ten minutes, but who's counting? She met up with Tucker outside the Gymnasium wearing jeans and a scooped neck tank with the words 'Rebel Girl with attitude' scrawled across the front. |
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Post by Tucker Grant on Jul 7, 2006 20:06:52 GMT -5
Tucker grinned, Arielle had just come out. "So any place you want to go to in particular?" he asked. All he knew was that he was hungry and needed to eat. And besides, he would get to hang out with Arielle.
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Post by Arielle "Relle" Houghton on Jul 7, 2006 21:50:22 GMT -5
Arielle smiled up at Tucker and replied as she linked her arm with his. "How 'bout Le Cafe Rouge or Szechuan Genjiki. I don't mind which." This was great! She was going out to eat, and with Tucker! w00t!
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