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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Jan 9, 2009 10:02:44 GMT 10
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Cecelia couldn't contain her excitement actually. She needed to talk to someone, Squeal. Do something that expressed just how smitten she had become with one Mathew Mason. The boy was utter perfection, and even just thinking about him had butterflies fluttering around the young woman's stomach. She sat cross-legged on her bead, grinning like a loon as she dialled Adelle’s number on her cell. Who else was she going to call? That’s what a best friend is for right? To listen to you swoon and sigh about the boy of your dreams. Well… as well as other things.
Once the phone was dialling, Cecelia put it up to her hear. An impatience nervousness washing over her. Why wasn’t the other girl answering the phone quicker? The brunette frowned a little. Moving to uncross her legs. She sat with them stretched out for a nano-second, got restless and crossed them again. “Deeeeee” she whined at the ringing phone. “Pick up!”
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Jan 9, 2009 10:57:23 GMT 10
Adelle and Cecelia talked to each other about everything, because that's what best friends do, right? So when Dee received phonecalls from Cecelia, they usually always had things to share with each other.
The girl was flipping through a magazine she'd just purchased from a corner stand when her cellphone started ringing. Reaching into the polished grey leather purse hanging from her shoulder, Adelle found her phone and checked the screen to see who it was. None other than her best friend. A smile brightened her expression and she flipped open her cell, all the while walking along 1st street in pioneer square.
"Cee! What's up chicky?" she greeted, happy to hear from her friend.
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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Jan 9, 2009 12:31:03 GMT 10
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“OH MY GOD!” Cecelia squealed into the phone the moment she heard the other female’s voice. Without even so much as a real greeting. Then, that was the way Cecelia was and there wasn’t much one could do that would change that. “I’m in love Dee. Seriously! In love!”
Unable to stay seated, the youth rose from her bed and moved towards her closet. Pulling the doors open, she let her eyes glance around. She needed to distract herself a little. Ohhh, she could plan what she was going to wear when she saw him next! Yes, that would distract her…
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Jan 9, 2009 13:17:09 GMT 10
Dee laughed and had to pull her cellphone away from her ear just a little bit to save her eardrum. It was obvious that Cecelia was really excited about something.
"In love?! OHMYGOD CEE! With who?" she squealed, grinning. "Wait no, is it Matt!?" she paused, not waiting for an answer. "IT IS ISN'T IT! What happened?"
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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Jan 9, 2009 15:44:41 GMT 10
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Cecelia pulled out the first hanger she could reach, holding up the dress on said hanger to her body. While turning so she could take in how it looked in the mirror. “Of course it’s Matthew. Who else would it be?” she giggled a little, rolling her eyes. “Prescott Kingsly? Hah.” She screwed up her nose slightly, the dress was too… last season.
“Anyway, nothing so much has happened. Just some innocent IMing… But Something is going to happen. I just know it.” She pulled out another hanger, studying the dress. Sly smile on her features. “Oh, and he asked me out..” she slipped in, as if it was nothing. “He asked me to be his date to our un-birthday party.”
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Jan 9, 2009 15:58:37 GMT 10
Well, of course it was Matthew. Prescott? Dee laughed. Yeah, that wasn't her first guess either. "He asked you out?!" she squealed, rather happily. It was exciting when they shared these kinds of stories with each other, and at the moment while Adelle had no boy to fall for, it was Cecelia that she sort of lived through.
"Aw, Cee that's so cute! I'm so happy for you!" she told her friend, genuinely. "So is that gonna be like your first date? Or are you gonna do something before?" she asked, walking up to an intersection in the roads ahead and crossing to the other side.
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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Jan 9, 2009 23:44:40 GMT 10
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The brunette couldn’t help but let out another laugh. She was fat too excited. Almost inhumanly excited. Without too much thought, she tossed the second dress towards the bed. She was sure Matthew had seen her in that dress, or seen a photo of her in that dress. Either way, she wouldn’t look special in it. “Oh well, I’m not sure to be honest..”
She stepped closer to the wardope, flipping through a few things. Shuffling them along the rack. “I sort of hope it’s not our first date, the party I mean. It’s a really important event and I can’t be seen to look awkward or anything like that. Also if he isn’t as good a date as he seems to be I’ll be able to ditch him so the whole school doesn’t know.”
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Jan 14, 2009 19:25:24 GMT 10
It was rather contagious to hear of Cecelia's excitement, and Adelle was the type that could genuinely be happy for her friend. Of course, she'd have to make sure that Matthew knew he'd have to watch his step, because that's the kind of friend she was. Hurt Cecelia, and you answer to Adelle.
Laughing softly, the girl listened to her friend list off possibilities for her date with Matt. "That's true, you need a sort of 'test' date." she agreed, smiling. "But aww, Cec that's so cute!" she squealed again. "Now you need to help me find a date!" she said with a laugh.
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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Jan 14, 2009 22:09:50 GMT 10
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“Yes! A test date!” Cecelia stopped flicking through her wardrobe, pulling out a light brown long sleeve dress. The weather was getting cooler, so maybe that was an option? Besides she’d not worn it yet. She could even wear some tights or stockings under it. Yes, that would look nice actually. Laying the skirt on her bed, Cecelia grinned into the phone.
“Oh Dee! I’m so glad you understand the test date thing. I mean, of course you would. You know what it’s like to have a reputation to keep, even if most people at this school don’t. I suppose there are a few exceptions to that. Oh Dee I really do hope it works out..” She bit her bottom lip a little. The idea of a date with Matthew not going well was not something she really wished to entertain. “Find you a date? Of course I’ll find you a date my darling.. As long as it’s not that Monroe character…” She turned her nose up a little. “He’s horrid Adelle.”
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Jan 15, 2009 13:26:03 GMT 10
Oh Cecelia was quite right about the test date and Adelle knowing the importance of it. She'd had her own fair share of what you might call 'test dates', just to be sure that if things were going to go wrong, it didn't happen in front of a bunch of people. Mind you, test dates didn't always solve that kind of situation, they were just precautionary options that a girl liked to have.
"Oh I understand. I hope it works too!" she agreed, smiling lightly. "And you'll have to tell me all about it, of course." she added, weaving her way through a crowded area on the sidewalk. Her smile faded a little when Cecelia mentioned Johnny, partially because she was a little offended, and a little surprised. The girl really hadn't ever told Cee that Johnny was someone she potentially had an interest in, they were only friends. "I know.. But he's not-" she paused, not wanting to get into an argument. "Yeah I'm counting on you to help me with this Cee!" she said, bringing back a little smile. "We should go on a 'find Dee's date' mission."
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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Jan 15, 2009 15:31:47 GMT 10
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Now, Cecelia wasn’t silly. She saw the way her friend looked at that boy. It was obvious there was something there. God only knew what the other girl saw in him. He was just… so common. C-c shivered a little at the thought. “I just think you can do so much better Dellie. That’s all.”
She sat down on her bed. Folding her legs up under her. “But yes. We will find you a date. Don’t you worry. There must be a million boys out there that would kill for a date with you. We just need to find someone worthy..” A smile replaced look of loathing on her face, as she reached across to her bedside table to pick up the lemonade she had been sipping before calling Adelle.
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Feb 5, 2009 17:05:48 GMT 10
"I know, Cec. Don't worry, i'm not gonna go with him." she assured her friend. It was true, because she was certain that Johnny would definitely not attend a party as her date. Plus, she hadn't even yet admitted to herself that she had any feelings for him, let alone Johnny.
Listening to her friend, Adelle laughed. "A million?" she repeated, chuckling. "Alright, well, I'm certain with your help we will be successful in this mission." she said with a grin, making her way towards the underground parkade where she'd left her car.
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Post by cecelia emerson reese . on Feb 8, 2009 20:44:00 GMT 10
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"Come now Dellie. No one likes a girl who has no faith in herself." Cecelia chided, replacing her soda on the bedside table. "You know you are utterly beautiful and any man would be lucky to be in the same room as you, let alone be your date to a party."
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Post by adelle diane st. clair . on Feb 18, 2009 11:21:43 GMT 10
"Well thanks Cec, but I'm not a girl without faith in myself." she said with a laugh. "Come on, you know me." the girl added. She hadn't laughed because she doubted there were a ton of guys that had every desire to be with her, but because the whole 'million' thing seemed just a little over exaggerated. "We'll have an audition, who deserves to be Dee's date the most..." she said suggestively, mostly joking.
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