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Post by Evan Ryker on Feb 25, 2009 20:07:38 GMT
Enjoying talking to everybody on the camp's chatroom, Evan starting laughing when Estelle took his comment to seriously and twisted them into something that seemed funnier; but he liked these twists and it made him even more intrigued about getting to know her better than he already knew. He liked Estelle, she was one of the cutest and hottest girls he had seen in a long time and nothing compared to any of the girls in his class back in Italy. She was special to him and he knew that he would at least get a really good friend out of her, if not more and the prospect of that only excited him. He hadn't had anybody to call his in a long time, so it seemed to him, in reality it was only a couple of months but to any teenage boy that seems like years and he doesn't think his teenage body and mind can take it much longer before he had to have somebody, poor soul.
Carrying on chatting as his room-mates attempted to look over his shoulders to see what he was laughing at, he tried to hide his screen by crossing his arms over it and got mumbled complaints from his room-mates about being selfish. Evan hates people trying to read over your shoulder and hates it even more when people try to stick their nose into his business, if he wants them to know he'll tell them. Noticing that Estelle had left for a while he wondered where she had vanished to. Hearing the door slam closed he looked over to see his room-mates disappear out the dorm, leaving him by himself, great. Evan is the kind of person who need people around him, he hates being alone being the social loud person he is. Looking behind him he saw the mess that his room-mates had left and he shook his head. Not the tidiest person ever but this mess was just ridiculous but it wasn't his mess to clean up so he left it as it is. Contemplating if he should get off his butt and go practice his drumming or something he set his status to be right back, he ran to look for his drum sticks but couldn't find them anywhere, stupid mess means you can't find anything but he left it and went back to his laptop that resided on his small desk, next to his bed. His room-mates better come back soon to clean the mess or it will stay like that. [/size]
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Post by Estelle Tay on Feb 27, 2009 13:26:30 GMT
Jumping out of her chair, Estelle flew from the room and spun down the hall way, laughing like a manic elf. Her bare feet scuffed across the carpet light as a feather, hair getting all tangled round her neck and stuck to her long lashes as she spun. Finally she collapsed in a dizzy heap on the floor outside dorm number two. Still laughing, she fixed up her hair and pulled herself to her unsteady feet, the world wobbling about her like she was still spinning. Panting from her exertion, she leant against the wall and adjusted her outfit – pulling up her knee high socks and tugging on her two toned rah-rah skirt. She had just announced to Evan that she was ‘coming to get him’ but she wasn’t quite sure which dorm was his. Well, any boy’s dorm was a pretty good guess, right? Knocking in a rather non-discrete manner, all etiquette got thrown out the window as she barged into the room anyway.
She grinned at the appalling mess of the room – it clearly defined the phrase ‘like a bomb site’. But then she looked up and saw the single occupant of the room. Mm, hottie. Had she hit the jackpot? “Nĭ hão!” she laughed, sitting down on the bed next to him as if they were long time friends. Estelle had no barriers when it came to meeting new people. She just hoped she’d got the right guy, or Evan will probably feel a little bummed out when he realises she spent time with someone that wasn’t him.
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Post by Evan Ryker on Feb 27, 2009 23:23:44 GMT
Lazily concentrating on what people were saying over the camp chatroom, Evan became distracted and started to stare out of his window above his desk and noticed some people going passed; people out with friends. He shrugged and went back to his laptop and he grew increasingly bored and felt like he should go out somewhere too. He's not usually one for staying indoors lots, maybe he should pull out his skateboard from under his bed and go do something with it, waste his time productively but he really couldn't be bothered so he just sat on his bed, where he already was and continued to type but still not really interested.
Ready to get up after another few minutes he noticed that Estelle had gone again, she had been doing that a lot in the time he was talking to on the chatroom and that's when he heard somebody fall or something outside his dorm, he sat and laughed. It was probably somebody who had tripped over their own their own feet but then he heard somebody laughing, probably laughing at themselves for being so stupid. Looking back to his laptop screen he noticed what Estelle had said before she left, she was "coming for him". Evan didn't know if he should be excited or scared, it was a strange feeling of both.
Hearing a loud rattling on his door made him jump, he wasn't expecting it and before he even managed to unfold his legs his door opened and Estelle ran in, he didn't think she knew where his dorm was. Either she did or she was just a good guesser. Feeling a bit puzzled now as she shouted something he had no idea what it meant, he shrugged it off. "Hey 'Stelle....... you're really fast or have you just been stalking me or something, is that how you know which dorm's mine?" he asked with a cheeky, flirtatious grin. He stopped to think for a minute as he took in her features, she was so pretty with the most beautiful eyes he had seen and shaking his head to break himself from his reverie, he smiled cautiously. "I think I'll have to go with the stalker thing" he muttered in his soft Italian accent. He didn't actually think she meant what she had said, obviously she doesn't go back on her words.
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