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Post by tracecarter on Jul 21, 2011 1:58:53 GMT -5
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You know those days where everything seemed to just be perfect? Yeah today happened to be one of those days. It was first Saturday in months that Trace Carter didn’t have to work. It was a bloody miracle. The nineteen year odd’s job wasn’t that hard, he practically got paid to stand around all day which was just how he liked it. Usually Trace had to random weekdays off making it extremely difficult to visit the amusement park but today he didn’t have to worry about it. Picking up tickets he’d bought weeks ago. He’d told Lennox to pretend to be sick or take the day off, whatever it took for her to get out of working today. She was going with him to Kenny Park and she had no choice in the matter.
Trace mentally thanked god for the ability to apparate as he appeared by a car in the parking lot of Kenny Park. It was a safe place to appear in the muggle world, if anyone was around they’d most likely think you appeared out of a nearby car. Though Trace never cared what a muggle thought just as long as his ass wasn’t in trouble he didn’t care. Trace walked from the lot to the line of people wanting to get into the park, one after another the line shortened in front of him. He looked around for Lennox though the two had (well mostly Trace) had planned to meet in front of the flagpoles at noon. According to his watch it was only eleven thirty. Trace always seemed to be early except when it came to going to class, he put off leaving for that for as long as possible. He would slip in right before the class would actually start much unlike going to do something he really wanted to do. The ticket taker smiled at Trace as she ripped the ticket in half and handed Trace back the stub. He smiled back before saying a simple thank you to the lady.
After passing through the metal spinney thing Trace check his watch again. It was eleven forty-five meaning there wasn’t enough time for him to ride a ride before coming back to the flags to meet Lennox. With a small inaudible sigh Trace walked toward the middle of Kenny Park to the flag poles.“Come on Lennox, I wanna ride the roller coaster.” He mumbled to himself before taking a seat on the ledge of the mini garden-ish type thing the flags were placed in the middle of.
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Post by lennox a. weasley on Jul 25, 2011 3:39:12 GMT -5
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When Trace Carter informed Lennox that she wasn’t allowed to work or do anything on a certain Saturday, she couldn’t help but agree to whatever plan he had coaxed up. Not working and spending the day with your best friend, who was also the guy she was secretly in love with and what not, sounded quite perfect to her. Which is exactly why she called in sick. She was getting paid while having fun. How much better could this certain Saturday get? Oh right, it did when he informed her that she was spending all day with him at Kenny Park. Yeah, her excitement shot right up. Lennox, loved roller coasters and that rush you get when you start buckling yourself in and you shoot right up. It brought joy to her and made her smile. She honestly, did not understand how some people feared these. To her, they were the best creation on this planet. Next to Oreos of coarse.
Making her way through the gates, she took the stares and looks she got from people. She wasn’t exactly your average looking girl. For one, she was down right gorgeous and for two, she had purple in her hair. And lets also take into consideration, that she was wearing a rather skimpy outfit. A half shirt, that showed off her belly, and shorts. Yeah, the stares she got were nothing new to her. But hey, she had to live her life right? Lennox listening to someone? Yeah right. She was nineteen years old for Christ sake. She could do whatever the hell she felt like. Though, yes she did listen to her parents at times still, but other than that, not exactly. She did her own thing most of the time. And that’s how it always had been. She was a rebel who actually had a cause. Her cause being, freedom.
Smirking to herself a little when she saw Trace sitting down, she made her way over to him. It was probably bad that the two were hanging out. Everytime she hung out with him, she was almost tempted to kiss him. But never could due to the fact that he had a girlfriend. But still, she continued to hang out with him. It was almost like he had some sick love spell on her. Yes, love spell. Not like spell. A legit love spell. Because she was pretty much in love with the kid. And had been for a while. The horrors of having a male best friend, right? Jumping up onto the ledge, she began walking toward him before she stood next to him, almost towering over him. ”You look rather bored and you look like a complete creep just sitting here. Are you having fun watching all the little children walk passed you or what?” Placing her hands on her hips, she just stood there, looking down at him. For once, she knew what it felt like to be taller than him. ”By the way, the top of your head is rather nice. Never seen it from this angle.” Leaving a hand on her hip, she took the other and ruffled his hair a bit.
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tagged: trace aka koriii <3
inspiration: a playlist and stuffff.
outfit: yet erm yeah. had to make it quickly..
word count: five. two. nine.
side notes: uhh yeah...sucks. i was like..ten minutes late. shut the fuhh up. :]
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