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Post by Kat on Oct 1, 2005 23:39:25 GMT -5
Sparky walked into the locker room, laying her duffle bag on the bench beside Sunny and Holland. "Nice wrist band, Holli. What'd you do?"
Holland looked up at Sparky from her position on the bench, scrunching her lips up. "Chase beat me up."
Sparky nodded. "I see."
"You wanna see something funny?" Without warning Sunny reached over, grabbing the laces of Holland's left sneaker and quickly pulling the knot apart before sitting back up and smiling at Holland. "Oh, darn, your laces came undone!" Sunny continued to grin as Holland glared at her, looking down to contemplate her undone shoelace.
"You're a total bitch."
"Haha, go on, tie your laces up!" Sunny looked back at Sparky, a mischievous grin on her face.
"Fuck you."
"Oh, that's right, my bad. You can't even tie your own shoe up anymore, can you?" Sunny grinned as Holland pulled helplessly on the laces of her shoe.
"I hate you so hard right now."
Sparky laughed as she watched Holland attempt to tie the shoe back up, listening to her give a more accurate report of her basketball game with her older brother. She opened her bag and pulled off her jeans, slipping a pair of shorts on instead.
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Post by Cres on Oct 2, 2005 1:24:29 GMT -5
Carina was rather looking forward to her cheerleading session that day. She didn't particularly like the captain, but hey, Bambi couldn't dominate the whole thing, could she? Well, at least Carina hoped she couldn't.
She stepped into the locker room with her bag over her shoulder. She was wearing a white skirt that was to her knees, and a blue top, and she had sneakers, as usual. She had never really seen the point in breaking your ankles in high heels - well, that was her viewpoint, anyway.
Seeing the three other girls, she smiled a bit shyly and raised her other hand in a greeting to them before sitting down on the bench near her locker, setting her bag on the bench next to her. She rather liked these three, but she didn't want to intrude on them, so she didn't say anything as she started to open her bag and dig out her shorts.
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Post by Kat on Oct 2, 2005 3:20:50 GMT -5
Laughing as Holland finished telling her sorrowful tale of Chase roughing her up during a sibling rivalry basketball game, Sparky waved back at Cara.
"So how are things outside these halls, Sparks? How's Jules, I haven't seen her in ages." Sunny had finally relented and was now re-tying Holland's shoe; Holland was rubbing her sprained wrist.
Sparky frowned just a little, her small shoulders shrugging. "I don't know anymore. She ditched me yesterday, only to call me later on that night to tell me that she was clear again and our plans could proceed. But I was already out with Ace at that point, so I didn't see her." Sparky pulled off her shirt, replacing it with a blue tank top that sported an image of the Cookie Monster from Sesame Street on it.
"Ah, that's shitty." Sunny picked up on the sad undertones in Sparky's voice, wondering how deep the problems were with her friend. Finishing with Holland's shoe Sunny stood up, putting her bag away in her locker and walking out to the centre of the room to do a little stretching. "So Cara, how are things with you? Hopefully better than these two." Sunny grinned.
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Post by Cres on Oct 2, 2005 3:38:48 GMT -5
Cara wasn't one to eavesdrop, but seeing as the other girls were right next to her, she heard them well anyway. She felt a pang of concern for Sparky as she talked about her and Jules. She stole a glance or two toward them as she changed her clothes, slipping into her shorts and changing her blue top to a white one. She had always thought Sparky gorgeous. Different.
When Sunny spoke to her, she was almost startled, as her mind had wandered somewhere far, imagining what it might be like to kiss Sparky. Cara had never really kissed anyone before. She blushed a little, but more for her own thoughts than for Sunny's attention. She tried to be casual, however, as she smiled and put on her headband.
"Well, at least not worse," she answered. "Actually, nothing interesting at all. But hey, that's my life." She opened her mouth to say something more, but then she realised she didn't really have anything she might have said. She didn't know the other girls as well as she would have liked. She wanted to say something comforting to Sparky, but she feared that if she did, it would be partial, as she'd need to say something comforting to Holland too, and she couldn't decide how to say something comforting to the both of them at the same time.
Cara wished she'd stop making life so complicated for herself.
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Post by Kat on Oct 2, 2005 3:49:34 GMT -5
Holland leaned back on her one good hand, looking in the direction of Sunny and Cara. "Definitely can't be worse than me right now. Now only do I have to contend with an abusive older brother-" she paused just a little as both Sparky and Sunny laughed, glaring at them- "but I also have a younger sister who tells my horrible mother that when said abusive older brother moves out, she can totally turn his room into a sewing room, that she doesn't mind sharing a room with me until we're both old and grey!" Ice dripped from her voice, it was obvious Holland was not pleased with life at the moment.
Sunny rolled her eyes and looked at Cara. "Pay no heed to her dramatics, she's cranky when she doesn't get her afternoon nap." Sunny grinned as Holland looked angrily at her.
Sparky finished changing into her work-out sneakers, putting the rest of her stuff into her locker and standing up next to Sunny to do a bit of stretching as well. "How's the pizzeria? Get any interesting customers? I get some real odd ones coming in down at Blue Heron."
"Well duh, you guys cater to the raver crowd." Holland shook her head.
"Hey, watch what you say about the rave crowd!" Sparky feigned shock.
"You're all a bunch of freaks! That's what you are. Freaks who don't care about my injury!" Holland tried to keep up her cranky look but failed, laughing.
"Man, you're such an attention whore, whore!" Sparky stuck her tongue out at Holland before turning back to Cara. "And to think just last week she was complaining about how she always gets interrupted. Go figure." She grinned at Cara, pulling an arm over her shoulder.
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Post by Cres on Oct 2, 2005 4:18:08 GMT -5
Cara felt more at ease with the other girls while listening to their joking, and she even laughed along with them. When Sparky wrapped one arm round her shoulder, she felt a slight twinge of excitement fluttering through her heart. A bit annoyed at herself, she tried to quench it.
She grinned back to her.
"Well..." she then said to answer her question, "I guess we don't get very interesting people at the pizzeria, usually. Currently the only the least bit interesting thing happening there is this new Italian guy. Papa hired him a month ago or so, and he's been chasing after me ever since." She wrinkled her nose. "Like I'd be interested in his macho act. He keeps asking me out though. You'd think he'd picked up on it after the tenth time I said no."
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Post by Kat on Oct 2, 2005 9:40:25 GMT -5
Sparky grinned. "Even us lesbians can't escape that! Jules and I get many requests for company when we're out, unfortunately." Sparky made a face, then looked Cara in the eyes. "But you could always tell him that you're actually a total butch lesbo. I think Jules and I only get attention from guys because neighter of us are the butch type, we're both their girly type. I could even show up and pretend to be your other half, if you need backup. Just let me know." Sparky winked and grinned, realizing that she hadn't even meant to get so close to Cara. There was that flirting with other girls when the girlfriend wasn't around coming out again.
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Post by Cres on Oct 2, 2005 9:47:06 GMT -5
Cara gave a laugh at the thought of her being butch lesbian. Well, she was self-confident, certainly, but she wasn't exactly your typical butch girl. Still, the more she thought on it the more she liked the idea. Sparky's presence so close to her made her heartbeat just a little faster, though she tried to calm it down. She had always fancied her, and she couldn't help but think that it might actually not be such a bad thing that she and Jules were not doing so well together. It might give her a chance. And was Sparky flirting with her?
"Be careful, I might take you up on that offer," she said with a smile. She could just imagine how Vinnie would react. The thought made her grin.
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Post by LNS on Oct 2, 2005 20:57:08 GMT -5
Chloe was already shirtless as she stepped into the locker room. The sound of whistles and ‘yeah baby take it off!’ could be heard as the door closed behind her.
"Boys." Chloe replied with a roll of her green eyes, "All the same."
Of course her encouraging them didn't help any either. Her black bra and barely there skirt made for quite the eye catcher.
Slipping out of her heels, she set her gym bag on a bench. Her skirt was off quicker than anyone could blink. Pulling out a pair of white shorts and a hot pink tank top, she quickly dressed. Heels in her locker, she hung the skirt and top up inside. Being as short as they were, it wasn't a problem. Sneakers on she bent down to tie the laces.
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Post by Kat on Oct 2, 2005 22:36:07 GMT -5
Giving her own cat call and whistle as Chloe entered the locker room, Holland turned to look in the direction of her best friend, still cradling her wrist in her lap. "Hey baby, I think I dropped something on the floor over here, why don't ya come pick it up for me?" Winking at her, Holland grinned.
Sparky laughed at Holland's greeting to Chloe before turning back to Cara and winking at her. "Hey, what the girlfriend doesn't know won't hurt her, right?" Try as she did, she just couldn't help but flirt relentlessly with whoever gave her the opportunity. Maybe that was a definite sign that she and Jules just weren't mean to be.
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Post by LNS on Oct 2, 2005 23:38:11 GMT -5
Chloe couldn't help but to smile at Holland's greeting.
"Sure thing angelcake." Chloe replied returning the wink.
Shoes tied she walked over to where Holli was. Bending over she pretended to look for whatever object it was that had been dropped, all the while making sure to shake her tush in the air. If nothing else someone was bound to get a little chuckle out of it.
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Post by Cres on Oct 3, 2005 7:55:32 GMT -5
Cara smiled at what Sparky said, though she was a little concerned about her words. Sparky didn't appear quite the type to cheat on her girlfriend and be so casual about it. Not that a little show would have been cheating, but Cara couldn't help but read a little more than just a simple offer of assistance in Sparky's offer.
Chloe's display took Carina's mind off of Sparky for a moment, though. She would have needed to be blind not to take any notice of the round buttocks she was showing off. Cara smirked and added in her own "meaowr".
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Post by LNS on Oct 3, 2005 11:04:17 GMT -5
Chloe did a little tush wiggle towards Cara in reply. Harle entered the locker room; a mischievous glint in her eyes when she saw the younger teenager doubled over, tush wiggling in the air.
Still bent over Chloe mused out loud, "How much do you think the guys out there would pay for this?"
Harle thought about saying "let's find out" but instead kept her mouth shut and walked back over to the door. Glancing around eyes came to rest on Skyler. Not giving the teenager time to react she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him inside. To keep him from saying some comment about sex and only needing to ask she covered his mouth with one hand and motioned to Chloe with the other.
"So how much is that worth?" Harle asked.
"Ladies. Looking lovely as always." Skyler replied once the hand had left his mouth.
Chloe stopped mid butt wiggle, turned towards the voices and grinned.
"Sky! You finally joined us." The younger teen stated standing upright.
"Only to feel you up." He replied with a wink.
With a pout she said, "I'm nothing but sex to you. Aren't I?"
"Back to the original question." Harle interrupted, "I know we're talking about the school tramp." Here she paused to wink at Chloe who she didn't believe to be that bad, "But that kind of a show has got to be worth something."
Pulling a ten out of his wallet, Skyler walked over to where Chloe was standing. Folding the bill in half he stuck it down her shirt.
"That's all I'm worth to you?" Chloe cried, "That's it. I want a new pimp!"
Harle laughed as Skyler threw an arm around the other girl's shoulders.
"Good luck finding one kitten." Turning his attention to Holland he asked, "So when's your debut?"
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Post by Kat on Oct 3, 2005 12:12:49 GMT -5
Holland frowned at Skyler's question, sticking her injured arm up. "When I get off the injured list! Oh, the pain!" She gracefully sank back to lie on her back on the bench, clutching her wrist and moaning loudly about how sore it was, obviously only doing it to keep herself amused.
Sparky turned her head to Cara. "Duty calls, sweets." Winking at her, she sauntered over to where Skyler stood, grabbing the arms of both Harle and Chloe and pulling them away from him before throwing her own arm around his shoulders. "Now now, sir, that measley bill won't get you anything from my ladies. Madam Willi's weak-willed women are top of the line meat, my good man! Ten dollars will only get you in the door, access to the treasure rooms will cost extra."
Sunny watched the others with amusement, a little surprised when Harle pulled Skyler in. She decided to finally join in a little when Sparky winked at her. Throwing her hands to her ears she sank down to her knees, looking upset. "Agh! My virgin ears, such filth!!"
Sparky nudged Skyler with her elbow, nodding her head in Sunny's direction. "Now if you like the fresh meat, that one there's something special I've been saving for a while. Of course it'll cost you quite a high sum to take that little cherry."
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Post by LNS on Oct 3, 2005 12:22:45 GMT -5
Skyler wiped the smile from his face as he listened intently to Sparky. Keeping the straightest face possible, under the circumstances, he eyed Sparky.
"Name your price." Skyler stated, "My brother won't even notice his college fund missing."
Harle chuckled at the two. Unbothered by Skyler's presence she changed out of her jeans and vest and into her a pair of navy blue shorts and white t-shirt.
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