Andrea Gray
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Foolish, Nosey Girl[M:0]
You're just a little toy I like to play with.[on:I really am everywhere.][of:Everywhere else.]
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Post by Andrea Gray on Jun 15, 2009 23:16:23 GMT -5
Andie parked her car on the side of the street in Seattle. For some reason, she'd felt like she'd been a sleep for a few months, and was suddenly awake and new. And rebellious. Her mom had forbidden her from going to Seattle because of a few things, two of them being a) all the disappearances, and b) because of all the trouble Andie used to get in in New York. But Andie wasn't afraid of getting kidnapped or murdered. She'd never been afraid of that. She was so obscure that no one would want her anyway, and plus, it was daylight. Who in their right mind would commit a murder in broad daylight?
As she parallel parked her car extremely carefully, she thought about how she'd spend the day. Shopping, definitely. She hadn't done some good shopping in a long time. Port Angeles was just no fun for her, and Andie missed the hustle and bustle of a big city. She grabbed her bag and stepped out of her car, making sure she locked the door before closing it. She crossed the road and entered the Starbucks there, deciding that an Iced Latte would be a good way to start the day. She wanted to get into some trouble, and needed the caffeine to do it.
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Post by Donna Duluri on Jun 16, 2009 17:21:42 GMT -5
So long since Donna has experienced the joy that is shopping. She needed to shop someplace and fast. A little birdie told her that she would find the best shopping, in this area, in Seattle, "Sounds about right to me...Starbucks was founded here so...anything, really, is possible." She said speeding down the interstate, "Christ!! Is all there is around here trees! Seattle better be more....city oriented!" Donna said bitterly.
She was in her black Bugatti Veyron and was rather happy with the way it's been holding up. It was a lot sturdier than the other types of sports cars she has driven, "I just hope they have nice stores...then again after shopping in France, Italy, the UK, New York, California, and pretty much anywhere else where clothing is big...then Seattle is just a bodega compared to what I've been to!" She said with a smile on her ruby red lips.
Donna continued to venture through the town that led to the city and finally, when she made it to the city, she took a relieved sigh, "Damn I hate to park." She said as her engine hummed.
She saw a spot and sped for it. The streets were wide enough for her to do this so...she did it. She sped and caught 70 in 40 seconds. She hit the breaks and spun perfectly into the space. Not a car crashed, dented, chipped, or scratched, "Damn I'm good!" She said, a touch of droll in her voice.
She locked everything up and got out of the car. Her curly black locks catching the wind and blowing softly in the breeze, "Suppose I should seduce a few starbucks boys...I don't know why, but they tend to be the cutest." She said with a smile.
Today, Donna was wearing nothing too fancy, but a blue blouse tucked into tight black pants covered by a black trench coat. She still had on her gloves, even though she took them off in front of Aro on that fateful day. And on her feet were black buckled heels. She pushed her hair up to give it some volume and marched towards the Starbucks. Once inside she noticed a familiar girl who looked a little like a biker chick. That's Jakes girl?? She said recalling the day she went to the beach and was shooed away by the little runt and his friends.
She would not address the girl, for she just wanted to shop. However, if the girl addressed her, it would be a completely different ball game!
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Andrea Gray
ASL Graphics
Foolish, Nosey Girl[M:0]
You're just a little toy I like to play with.[on:I really am everywhere.][of:Everywhere else.]
Posts: 337
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Post by Andrea Gray on Jun 17, 2009 12:33:47 GMT -5
It took her a minute to decide what she wanted. But once she saw the Vivanos, she remembered how much she loved those. She ordered an Orange Mango Vivano with a shot of strawberry, and turned around to go wait for it. Once she did so, she stopped dead in her tracks. Donna Duluri was standing there, which made Andie all kinds of nervous. She very well remembered the night in the woods with Mitchell. That was something she wouldn't soon forget. And though it was dark that night, she could remember pretty well what everyone looked like, what she had seen... Donna made sure Andie would 'forget' about it, but they both knew Andie never really would.
Also, if her memory served, Donna was there the day at First Beach in La Push.
Andie didn't know what to do. If she was polite, she'd say hello. If she was smart, she'd say nothing. Deciding she was neither of those, she walked slowly up to Donna. "I thought you didn't drink... coffee." She quickly added the last word after a pause, remembering that Donna did, in fact, drink. What she drank though, was on a whole other level.
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Post by Donna Duluri on Jun 17, 2009 13:43:59 GMT -5
Donna was in no mood for petty squabbling, but it seemed that things were about to get heated up. She statrted to recall that night where she threatened the girl. It was rather amusing to see a newly reformed Andie and still be petrified of the woman that is Donna. A smirk curled on her lips as she moved slowly to Andie and right past, "I don't drink." She said eloquently.
She looked at a rather attractive set of men manning the store at the moment and all of them seemed to have their eyes on her, "Now....which one of you boys want to help me carry around my bags...I'm going shopping soon and I need a big strong man to help me." She said using her powers of sex appeal.
No sooner Donna asked three of the four men jumped over the counter and, from what Donna saw, the most attractive one of the group made it right to her.
Donna smiled seductively, "Sorry boys...he got to me first." She said taking him by the hand and leading him to the first place she could think of...Nordstrom.
"Is this all that Seattle has to offer?....No Gucci? No Prada? No Roberto Cavali?" She said as she exited the Starbucks and began walking the street, he little helper in toe.
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