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Post by heath mitchell jones on Apr 12, 2009 0:03:40 GMT -6
Letting out a long breath, Health pulled his sunglasses out of his favorite black leather jacket and put them on, shading his eyes from the sunlight. London was usually rainy but today was a warm, sunny day. Heath wasn't sure if he liked it or not. Whatever the weather, though, Heath was happy because today he was meeting up with his best friend who he'd known from childhood - Stormy Night.
He was meeting her at one of the local muggle icrecream shops. They would have met in the one in Diagon Alley but it seemed more private and less fenced in if they just met at a random shop in London. Heath walked into the shop and sat down at a table, getting a hold of himself and trying not to show his nervousness. Truth was, Heath had a crush on Stormy but it seemed like they would just be friends. His eyes moved to the handle of the shop as it turned slowly.
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Post by stormy star night on Apr 13, 2009 17:34:52 GMT -6
Taking a look at the odd looking clock on her kitchen wall Stormy's eyes almost popped out of her head. "Oh crap!" She said out load into the empty room. She of course, like always, was running late for her day with Heath. Why did she always lose track of time and make herself always in such a rush. She jumped out and rushed to teh fireplace in the next room over, grabbing her shoulder bag that lied up against a chair in the room. She dug her hand in what looked like a honey opt and throw the ash like sopil into the fireplace, "Diagon Alley!" She shouted and stepped into the odd flames. She was going to be late, nuts-
School was pretty much back into the swing of things and merlin knew that every single witch and wizard always did their shopping last minute. she rushed past countless groups of people before she exited the leaky cauldron and rush down street to the ice ceam place Heath had mentioned in his owl. About a block away she saw him at the door, she smirked, she could not help her happiness with just the sight of him. Slowly approaching him from behind, "Heath-" She said softly and tugged at his arm trying to gain his attention.
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Post by heath mitchell jones on Apr 13, 2009 20:12:15 GMT -6
Running his hands through his white-blond hair, Heath blinked a few times and removed his sunglasses, placing them back into the pocket of his jacket. He wasn't really wearing the jacket for warmth - it was warm enough outside. He merely was wearing it for vanity, it was his favorite jacket after all and he was rarely seen without it. Heath shrugged out of his jacket and placed it on the back of his chair, wondering where Stormy was. A small smile tugged at his lips as he realized that she must just be running late, something his best friend always seemed to do.
Heath felt a tug at his arm and he whirled around and look up, hisdeep blue eyes meeting the eyes of Stormy. He smiled, his whole face lighting up as he stood up to give her a hug. "It's so good to see you Stormy!" He said, embracing her. He was quite a bit taller than Stormy, standing at 6 feet, two inches. The boy looked at Stormy's face, standing back a little but keeping her arms in his hands, "Let me get a good look at you," he said. He'd missed seeing her everyday and was actually sort of glad that summer was almost over so he could see her all the time now.
"Care for some ice cream?" He asked, finally letting go of her and taking his seat again. Heath had liked Stormy for a long time now and he wondered if she felt the same way. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. He wasn't sure. Either way, Heath kept his boyish grin on his face as he stared at perhaps the only person in the world that he could and really would trust. [/blockquote] |
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