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Post by gabbi on Oct 3, 2010 15:22:01 GMT -6
Gabbi walked into the dance studio smiling ear to ear. She thought it was time that she practiced her dancing. She wanted to be as good as Peaches. She wore a hot pink sports bra and cute white sweat pants. On her feet she wore white dance shoes that wore clean every day to keep them pure white. When her dancing shoes got to dirty she would just buy five more with her daddy's money.
Gabbi walked to the stereo in the room and put her CD in it. It was a lady gaga CD which was one of Peaches favorite artists. Gabbi pressed play and the song just dance started to play. She danced expertly to it just like lady gaga. Her blonde hair bounced around in its ponytail as she danced.
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Post by Drake Lucas Dove on Oct 3, 2010 16:00:40 GMT -6
Damn the day was boring. Drake didn't know what to do at all. He aimlessly wandered around the corridors, hoping for anything to spring to his attention. The he saw his cousin, Gabbi. Or Gabber as he preferred to call her. She was walking into the dance room and Drake couldn't resist but follow her. He headed toward the door she had just walked into but then got stopped by a teacher. Drake didn't listen to a thing the teacher shouted at him, he just sort of nodded. When the teacher had finally finished his ramble he walked away leaving Drake who gave a salute and said "Sir yes sir!" rather loudly.
So Drake walked into the dance room and there he saw Gabber, dancing around like a loon. Drake couldn't help but grasp the opportunity to annoy her and so he did. He ran in and began prancing around the room, clapping his hands and singing along to the song in the wrong key completely, a large grin on his face.
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Post by gabbi on Oct 3, 2010 16:40:49 GMT -6
Wearing: ClickyGabbi had been dancing when her idiot yet lovable cousin, Drake came in and started making fun of her dancing. Yes it probably was kind of weird since it was Lady Gaga, but it wasn't all that bad. She laughed at her ridiculous smiling and said, Hi Drakers. She called him Drakers because he called her Gabber which she hated!
Gabbi paused the music and grabbed some water from her bright pink bag. She unscrewed the cap off it and took a quick sip. Screwing the cap back up she returned to bottle to it former place. What brings you here? Gabbi asks smiling.
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Post by Drake Lucas Dove on Oct 3, 2010 16:55:34 GMT -6
He stopped when she did and the grin remained on his face. "Hey Gabber." he said, sitting cross-legged on the floor. He breathed deeply and watched her as she got water from her bag. "Me? Well... I'm bored." He shrugged, irish accent covering his words.
"What are you up to? Apart from dancing like a goon.." He laughed, tilting his head as he looked to her. The last thing Gabber was dancing like was a goon but Drake enjoyed to wind her up.
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Post by gabbi on Oct 3, 2010 17:08:27 GMT -6
She sighed when Drake called her his pet name for her. Good. Be bored! Gabbi said smiling playfully. She leaned up against the wooden pole the was on the mirrored wall. Unlike Drake she did not have an Irish accent. She had lived in England her whole life so she was given an English accent.
Once again Drake insulted her dancing and she rolled her eyes smiling. She walked up to him and flicked him in the forehead. You are such a twit. She said looking at him laughing. Gabbi did answer his question though by saying, Well I just really excited for the prom! And the best part is Peaches is planning it! Peaches was her idol and Gabbi was so happy to be in her clique.
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Post by Drake Lucas Dove on Oct 4, 2010 11:56:50 GMT -6
He laughed, taking a deep breath as he looked to her with bright eyes. His ribs now began to hurt. Drake had forgotten that he had only been out of hospital for a few weeks and that he still wasn't completely mended. The cast on his wrist proved that along with the scar on the left side of his forehead.
"Ow. Meanie." He said, narrowing his eyes at her but laughing lightly after. "Prom? Wow.. sounds cool.." He shrugged. He loved parties but prom.. it probably wouldn't be as fun as it should be. There would most definitely be no alcohol which would be a huge bummer. A smile came to his lips as he looked to his cousin. "Gabber and Peaches sitting in a tree.. doing things they shouldn't be..." He chanted childishly, a playful smile on her face.
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Post by gabbi on Oct 5, 2010 15:29:38 GMT -6
Gabbi laughed at Drake's childish insult. Meanie? Really Drakers? She asked playfully with laughter in her crystle clear blue eyes. She looked at Drake and saw scarlet on his face. He pushed back some of his hair and saw she opened a wound, it was bleeding. Ew... She said and made a face. The wound must have been sensitive because she hadn't hit all that hard.
Then Drake made another stupid comment about her and Peaches. This always happened when Gabbi brought up Peaches. Oh Drake you know I'm not a lesbian. Have you forgot last summer and all my....'friends' She said giggling with a big smile. And on that subject I heard from a few social butterflies that you had a lot of fun that the Vanderwood party if you know what I mean. Gabbi teased smiling playfully.
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Post by Drake Lucas Dove on Oct 5, 2010 15:43:01 GMT -6
Drake hadn't realised that blood had begun dripping down his forehead so when his cousin became grossed out he let out a sigh. "Look what you have done now.. stupid head." He said with a playful grin as he stood and walked to one of the many mirrors which surrounded the room. He took out a tissue from his pocket and held it against his cut, looking at it in the mirror.
He turned back to Gabber with a smile. "Wow.. I bet I did have a good time indeed." He said, laughing. Truth was he had completely forgotten that night and a couple of weeks before it. Of coarse people had explained to him what happened at the party so he more or less knew but he couldn't remember the girl, the place or anything. It was all just blank to him. He held the tissue firmly against his head as he looked to her, with a small smile.
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Post by gabbi on Oct 12, 2010 14:02:04 GMT -6
Sorry Drakers. She said with sweet sarcasm. Then Drake took out a tissue and cleaned his wound. She went to her bag and took out her pink fluffy jacket with white stripes. Gabbi put it on herself to keep her warm.
Then her blue eyes widened at Drake's comment. From what she got from it, it seemed like he didn't remember anything. You don't remember anything? At all? Did you get drunk? What are you going to do if the girl comes up to you? Gabbi said bombarding him with questions.
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Post by Drake Lucas Dove on Oct 12, 2010 15:51:19 GMT -6
His eyes widened a little as he heard the river of questions which she threw at him. He looked in the mirror one last time. His cut had stopped bleeding so he put the tissue back in his pocket before turning back to her. "Woah woah woah. Sorry. Maybe I don't remember because when I nearly died I hurt my head pretty bad and can't remember anything from about two months ago on wards." He said a little sarcastically.
He shrugged at her other questions. "Well. I heard it was in the garden and it would have been dark. It was a mascarade party so I was probably wearing a mask and knowing me, I probably didn't tell her my name." He said, remembering what everyone had told him. He had thought it through rather well and didn't worry about it completely.
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Post by gabbi on Nov 13, 2010 11:23:27 GMT -6
When Drake spoke up his injury she tilted her head to the side. She put her pointer finger lightly on her lip in thought. Oh yeah your mum told me about that, but I wasn't really listening. You got hit by a bicycle or something like that, right? Gabbi asked. Who is your mum? She asked. Gabbi had always loved her aunt.
Then Drake answered her other question and she shook her head. Let's hope she didn't get her pregnant. She murmured. Gabbi put her leg up on the bar and started to stretch. Then a thought lingered in her head and she had to ask it. So umm.... how's Evie? She asked awkwardly. She was sure that Evie didn't like her that much, but truthfully it never really bothered her. Gabbi had always spent time with Drake instead of Evie.
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