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Post by Rose Karter on Jan 9, 2007 21:10:45 GMT -5
"Hey, Wes. Just wanted to wish my little buddy a happy birthday. Not everyday you turn thirteen, now is it? Just wanted to know if you wanted to go for a drive later, maybe go out for some ice cream. My treat." Bri grinned at she spun the keys to her father's old motorcycle around her index finger.
"Anywho, call me back when you get this. Much loves." She hung up and flopped back on her bed, staring up at the Army of Darkness poster on her ceiling, contemplating, for reasons unknown to even herself, how strange it was that she, being sixteen and alreayd having her permit, had a thirteen year old best friend. Funny how life worked out.
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Post by Cain Jiovanni on Jan 10, 2007 16:00:56 GMT -5
“No, it isn’t everyday I turn thirteen.” Wesley muttered to himself as he grinned shoving his cell phone down into his jean pocket. Sliding down the last banister to the first floor of the house, he was starting for the front doors when someone spoke.
“Where you headed in such a good mood?” Cain grinned from the piano, he’d been determined if he’d just try harder, he’d be able to play one day. Unfortunately, that wasn’t today.
“Going to go hang out with Bri, just chill. You know that kind of thing. Well, I gotta go, Pops, see you later.” He replied, pulling open the front door and stepping though to shut it behind him before his father could say anything else. Cain liked to pick, and this was the opportunity of a life time to pick on Wes ‘til he couldn’t take it anymore.
The entire walk to Bri’s house was a series of songs sung, playing invisible guitar, and trying to decide what he really thought of being a teenager now. Wesley really couldn’t believe it. First year of high school, he was finally at school with his best friend, everyone thought it was just awesome that his best buddy happened to be a chick and she was an upper classman.
“Bri, I’m the yard!” Wesley chimed as he dialed her phone number back. “I’m ready for that ride and ice cream you totally owe me. Besides, didn’t you say you’d go to the Fall dance with me if I aced that Chemistry one test? Well guess what, you better start lookin’ for a dress. Hundred and four. I think that counts as acing.”
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Post by Rose Karter on Jan 10, 2007 17:40:57 GMT -5
Bri flipped her phone closed and ran to her window, grinning at Wes. "Nice, bud. Gimme two minutes, pal." She quickly pulled on heavy black boots she'd gotten when she was fifteen and hadn't stopped wearing since, pulled her long dark hair, recently streaked with blond.
She grabbed the keys and her favorite leather jacket with all the pins and buttons she'd put on herself and dashed out the door. "ByemombyedadgoingoutwithWesbebacklater!" She called to her parents in one breath and was out the door.
"Ready, Pirate?"
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Post by Cain Jiovanni on Jan 16, 2007 15:31:10 GMT -5
“You bet’ch,” Wesley replied, grinning as Bri came out the door. “And I just want you to know, it took me almost half an hour to walk over here, and you still needed two minutes to get out the door. Are chicks ever ready to go on time? I’m thinkin’ no.”
“You know, you should be one of those biker chicks…” Wesley started laughing, pointing at Bri’s boots. “… you know, the ones that always flip Dad off in the car because he cuts them off and doesn’t give turn signals. I mean, look, you’ve had the boots for ages.”
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Post by Rose Karter on Jan 17, 2007 8:09:46 GMT -5
Bri laughed and headed towards the garage. "Yeah, I fully intend to ride with Hell's Angels, get tattoos on my ass and flip off your dad." She heaved the door open and climbed onto Xander's old motorcycle. "Climb on board, buddy."
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Post by Cain Jiovanni on Jan 20, 2007 19:22:43 GMT -5
Wesley laughed, climbing behind Bri before replying. “Yeah well, I get to see that tattoo first.”
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Post by Rose Karter on Jan 21, 2007 11:00:24 GMT -5
Bri snorted and handed him one of the helmets then put on on herself. "You have my word you'll see it first." Her voice was muffled from the helmet. She reeved up the bike's engine and sped off down the street, going just the legal speed limit.
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