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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 13, 2007 22:30:28 GMT -5
Casey nodded, understanding before walking towards the school...and her car.(lol)
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 14, 2007 11:51:43 GMT -5
Zach was thankful she didn't push the subject. He followed her to her car still trying to get his Mom and dad out of his mind.
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Post by shybootsrox on Jan 14, 2007 18:45:21 GMT -5
OOC: same with the zach in high school. forget amy was even here.
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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 15, 2007 9:57:58 GMT -5
Casey leaned against the black mustang.You sure you have nothing to tell me?she asked softly.
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 17, 2007 18:37:29 GMT -5
Zach nodded slowly. "Yea, don't worry, no one's life is perfect right?!" He said shrugging.
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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 19, 2007 14:32:42 GMT -5
Casey smiled.Aint' that the truth!she said, before looking seriously at him.If you ever need to talk though, I'm always open.
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 19, 2007 16:10:07 GMT -5
Zach nodded his head appreaciativly(sp??) and walked over to Casey giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "Hey, what do you think about dinner tonight?" He asked.
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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 19, 2007 22:26:19 GMT -5
Casey nodded.definatly!
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 20, 2007 14:35:03 GMT -5
Zach nodded. "K i'll pick you up at 8." He said walking over to his own car and getting in. He started the engine and pulled out of the lot beeping to Casey as he left to go get ready.
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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 20, 2007 21:02:16 GMT -5
Casye rolled her eyes, laughing at him before getting in her car and driving to her house, when she had a thought.Are we going somewhere formal or casual?CRAP!she dialed Zach's number quickly.Zach?Where exactly are we going?she asked.
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 21, 2007 16:16:08 GMT -5
Zach was waiting for her call and smirked when his phone rang. He picked it up and held in a laugh. "Its a surprise." He said. "But, look nice." He said thoughtfully.
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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 21, 2007 19:40:43 GMT -5
Casey rolled her eyes and sighed.Fine, Mystery Man....I'll seeyou at eight.....She hung up and took a shower, then invaded her closet.She finally decided on a black dress that came a little past her knees.It was held on by thin straps, and the back down to her shoulder blades were thin straps criss crossing. It fit her every curve perfectly.She put on strappy shoes, then messed with her and finally settled for it in a bun with her long bangs out of it, framing her face as they slightly curled down.She put on silver eyeshadow, and it made her deep blue eyes stand out against her clear complexion. She put on little silver earrings, then put on a necklace, touching it as the small heart fell to her chest.Her brother had given it to her for her six birthday.She opened it gently, to see a picture of her and her brother.He was smiling, arm slung casually over her shoulder, she was looking up at him, laughing as the wind blew her hair.She closed the tiny heart, then went and made herself a cup of hot chocolate, waiting for Zach.
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 22, 2007 17:02:14 GMT -5
Zach too got ready. He hopped into the shower and towel dried his hair like always. He put on nice kaki pants and a clean polo with his pendant around his neck. After that he ran downstairs and grabbed his keys and hopped into his car. He grabbed his wallet,keys, and put on his shoes. He had 10 minutes to spare so he stopped at a flower shop and got a boquet of red roses before heading to Casey's house once again. One he arrived he grabbed the flowers and rang her doorbell.
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Post by ~xJustALineInASongx~ on Jan 22, 2007 17:22:59 GMT -5
Casey stood, brushing her black dres lightly, before going to the door and opening it, smiling at him.Hey!
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Post by ~4ever*&*4always~ on Jan 23, 2007 11:39:10 GMT -5
Zach smirked and handed her the flowers. He gave her a once-over and his smirked turned to shock. "You look..........really nice." He said, at a loss for words. "You, um, ready?" He asked.
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