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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 26, 2008 14:58:31 GMT -5
outfitOliver walked up to the counter with his dark borwn messanger bag sling over his right shoulder as it contained his Mac book, psychology book and notebook along with other assortment of pens. Smiling at the barista he ordered a cup of coffee that the people working here were probably not used to hearing much. "Black Coffee please." Oliver said as he held out a five knowing that it wouldn't cost that much but he wanted to be prepared. Oliver waited for a few seconds as he took the change back as he shoving he few dollars and odd amount of change back in his pocket as he walked over and grabbed the steaming cup slipping a protective sleeve over it as he sat down by one of the nearby tables. Oliver opened up the Mac as he turned it on hearing the familiar tones as it started up. His Psychology 101 class was starting to kick his ass and with the weekly tests he knew that this would be a good time, as any to study for it. Study right after he got done sending out a few e-mails to his friends from high school that were currently all over the country and after downloading some music off of Limewire of course. He would study for the stupid class…eventually.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 26, 2008 23:40:48 GMT -5
Crissy skid up to the front doors of Starbucks. She wasn't one to drink lots of coffee but ocationally, she enjoyed a good frappacino. She jumped off of her skateboard and held it in her right hand. Her dark baggy jeans hung loosely on her hips. Her light blue boxer shorts shown above them. She pulled at the bottom of her white tight tee shirt and then adjusted the light blue beanie that covered her long loosely curled blonde hair.
The bright pink grip tape on her board shown brightly against her shirt. She chuckled softly as she walked up to the counter. She chugged at the chain that was attached to her wallet, pulling it out of her back pocket. She looked at the barista and grinned cutely. "I think I'll take a grande dark chocolate frapp... but with four bad shots." She laughed softly. She liked her coffee bitter. It always tasted better when it was bitter. She paid for it and leaned against the counter casually, her deck perched against her leg. She glanced around the little shop, her eyes landing on a gorgeous boy. A smirk fell upon her beautiful facade. She grabbed her deck and her frapp and headed for a table quite close to the cute boy.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 27, 2008 1:35:20 GMT -5
Ollie continued to look at his screen, with the sound off, as he watched a video his friend sent him of his ex. It was always nice to see that she was still the same slutty tramp from when he had left her. She was a bitch and everyone told him to get rid of her and now it turns out in Los Angeles she was now becoming the most hated person at UCLA. He chuckled as he continued to watch the video, of his ex being humiliated by having some sort of liquid poured over he head, the only problem with the entire thing was that it was taken from a camera phone so the vid was a bit shaky.
He closed the window as he began to type up a response to his friend looking up to see a girl looking at him sitting one table in front of him. He smiled at her noticing her look as she seemed a bit tomboy-ish, with the beanie, baggy jeans that were looser than his, and plain white T-shirt. He nodded his head towards her not really knowing if he should say anything as he glanced back down at his e-mail as he clicked the send button again. The vid was just to good as he opened it up watching the entire thing from the beginning as it didn't fail to make him laugh again.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 27, 2008 1:48:31 GMT -5
Crissy licked her lips casually and bit the inside of her cheeks. She tilted her head and smirked. She nodded her head back in his direction and grinned. She stood up with her board and drink and walked over to him. She was quite the forward type and pretty blunt. If he wasn't going to introduce himself, she will. Plus he was a guy so it made it all the much easier. She was chill when it came to guys. If it was a girl, she would have just ignored them completely. She didn't seem to get along well with the chicks.
She glided over to him, her light blue double tongued cons squeeked softly on the tile flooring. She cleared her throat softly and looked down at him. "Mind if I join you? I don't want to interupt anything." She said, hinting toward him laughing at his Mac.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 27, 2008 2:02:27 GMT -5
OOC: It is a Mac computer….not a phone the vid was taken on a phone….
Oliver continued to chuckle quietly at the screen as he was probably getting a bit to much pleasure out of this than he should. Then again no one really knew him here except for Arianna and he wished she didn't know him so why did he really care what people thought of him.
He looked up to she the skater girl walking over towards him as her chucks, defiantly a different pair than he was wearing as his were the solid black on black, squeaked a bit on the Starbucks glossy floor. Why people painted the floor glossy he has no idea but he assumed it probably had something to do with easy clean up or something.
Oliver looked up when he was a soft clearing of the throat as he saw it was the girl, he just assumed she was walking towards him to maybe find a table that was father away from his or something. He chuckled as he kicked out the seat across from him. "Yeah sure…" He smiled as he lowered down the screen. "You are not interrupting just catching up with some old friends. Nothing special." He shrugged as he smiled at her before reaching out to take a slip of the molten hot coffee.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 27, 2008 2:35:53 GMT -5
((OOC: All fixed! )) The corner of Crissy's lip curled up, giving a sort of crooked grin. Seemed pleasent enough. She leaned her deck against the wall and sat her frapp down. She laughed casually as he kicked the chair out for her. That was something her twin brother, Craig, would have done. A full smile landed itself on her lips as she sat down infront of him. "As long as I'm not interupting, I'm cool." She chewed on her bottom lip softly. She was lucky. All of her friends were at Hastings, thanks to her brother. She took a drink of her frapp and grinned, "I'm Crissy Reed by the way." She held out her hand. Most people knew of either her or her brother, mainly because of the parties they threw. They were the biggest parties Hastings had ever seen, which made Crissy proud.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 27, 2008 2:44:21 GMT -5
He set his cup back on the table as she smiled at him before descending down into the chair he had moved for her.
Ollie closed the top of his computer as he slipped it back into his bag not watching as she sat down. Studying would wait because he wasn't in any danger of failing or anything and it was time for him to start distancing himself from high school a bit and meeting more people that were not associated with his older sister at Hastings. He looked up at her as she spoke, sticking out her hand for him to shake. "Ollie Porter…" He said reaching out as he gripped her hand with his holding it for a bit before he pulled back. "What's your set up?" He said nodding over to the board that was propped against the wall.
He wasn't a skater and really the only time he hand ever been on one was in a pair of rainbow flip flops and stupid dare, but he knew enough people in Cali that did as sort of a cross training for surfing or something.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 29, 2008 21:11:40 GMT -5
Crissy made herself comfortable and crossed her ankles slowly. She took a drink of her frapp and sat it down. At the sound of his last name she wrinkled her nose. The first name that popped up in her head was Ari Porter... and Crissy and Ari were not close in the least bit. Infact, Cris hated Ari. She found her annoying and way to preppy-ish for her liking.
"Ollie Porter, yeah? I'm hoping you are not related to Ari Porter..." She laughed softly, showing she was being sarcastic. Ollie seemed to cool to be related to Ari. Then again, as long as he was different from Ari, she was cool with him.
She looked over at her deck and shrugged. She loved her skateboard, it was her life. She turned and grinned slyly. "It's a Consolidated board, FKD pink grip tape, Evolution 5.0 Hsu White/Lt. Blue 7.75" Royal Trucks, and Enjoi Whitey Panda Hollow Core Wheels...." She sighed softly and laughed. "I love my deck, what can I say? So, you skate at all? Or party at all?"
Crissy and her twin brother, Craig, were major partiers. They threw the largest parties on campus, well besides Ian Roberts that is.. but Craig and Crissy were double trouble and that made things all the much funner. Those two were insane together. Their parties were kickin' pretty hard and everyone loved them. Even those who didn't party much.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 29, 2008 22:28:03 GMT -5
Ollie laughed as he heard her reaction, defiantly the one he was looking for. Usually when people found out his last name he got one of two things either excitement because he was related to Ari and thus they loved him automatically wanting to hang around him all the time, or complete disgust because Ari was a bitch. He was glad he got the second one. "Yeah unfortunately I am related to her… I'm the long lost younger brother." He added the last bit with a sarcastic tone tune it obviously disgusted at his title. Ari had a way of making people either hate her or love her and he defiantly wasn't that way. No one seemed to hate him, no one that he knew of; then again he was a very different person than she was. He was open minded and didn't judge people because of their money, or lack of money.
"Cool" Ollie said in response to how he board was set up, he really had no idea what she had said as skating wasn't his thing, but if you were to tell one of his old friends they could translate it into Ollie speak. All he knew was that Enjoi was a skate company that was it. "Uhh no I used to surf back in Cali, but the only time I was on a skateboard was in a pair of flip flops." He laughed as he remembered the image of him trying to balance on the things as it went flying down this hill, he almost lost a shoe in the process. "As for the party thing of course who doesn't though I haven't found any good ones to go to here… then again I am just a freshman." Ollie hated this fact everytime he was reminded of it. Reminded that he was just a no body here a grunt, a loser, and the bottom of the social food chain. He would have to change that soon.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 29, 2008 22:44:54 GMT -5
Crissy laughed softly. "Yeah, I'm not to fond of Ari... Sorry you're related to her." She smirked cutely as she took another drink of her frapp. She couldn't help but laugh at how he talked about Ari. She thought it was excellent! Her and her party buddies were the only ones she knew of that didn't like her. Everyone else wanted to be all up on her... Take Ian for example... Then again, he was a total player and would hook up with anything that had boobs and walked.
Cris nodded her head and grinned. She knew he had no idea what she was talking about, but that didn't bother her any. Her mouth opened slightly as he talked about surfing. When she lived in Cali she surfed with Craig all the time. She actually became quite excellent at it. Better than her brother, that is. "I used to surf all the time. I lived in Cali up untill I moved here." She laughed at the thought of him skating in flip-flops. "Try skating in pumps." She snickered. That was the dumbest thing she had ever done. It was a dare and Cris never backed down from dares, ever.
She was glad to hear that he partied. She needed more people to come to her parties. "You can totally come chill with Craig and I. We throw parties all the time and they kick pretty hard. I'm a sophomore, so I kinda know what you mean about not knowing where any of the parties are. Craig and I just started throwing our own. Now we're the top partiers on campus." She grinned slyly.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 29, 2008 23:07:21 GMT -5
Ollie just rolled his eyes at her reaction, was it really that bad to be a Porter around her if random strangers were feeling sorry for you? That was not a good sign not a good sign at all. "I think I am just going to do the not skating thing in general." He laughed along with her as he picked up his cup raising the warm liquid to his lips as he looked at her over the rim of the paper cup.
"Really where are you from? I hail out of L.A. and you know the weather here is a bit different big chance." He thought about his home for a bit as he sat down the cup, wondering what the rest of the guys were doing right about now, probably sleeping with the time difference and all.
He heard the mention of a guys name as he figured Craig must be her boyfriend or something but he figured that it would be a good opportunity to meet people. "Oh that's cool… yeah uhh.." he took out his phone passing it over to her as he said "Just put your number in there and call me sometime." He smiled as her wondering if that sounded a bit stupid or not but he really didn't care it was already said so… Knowing the top partiers in Hastings would be a plus then again this was Hastings, how hard would it be to gain that title?
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 29, 2008 23:34:07 GMT -5
Cris snickered softly. "Skating really isn't that bad. You should try it again. I'll teach you if you want. It really is pretty easy." She smiled sweetly. She loved skating, and she enjoyed giving lessons. It made her day when she saw a beginner skate. Her face glowed softly at the thought.
"King's County, Lemoore. It's a Navy base.. My twin brother, Craig and I were born there." She sighed softly remembering the amazing memories and times they had. She laughed softly and grinned. Those were some of the best days of her life.
She looked down at the phone and quickly entered her number. She saved it and handed it back to him. She pulled out her phone and slid it across the table gently. "Go ahead and put your number in there. I'll party any time. So call me anytime you want to just let loose and get down with your bad self." She chuckled softly. "Oh, you know what, my friend Ian is throwing a party on Halloween. You should totally come. Ian is the top player and partier here... He's really cool though. You would like him, I'm sure."
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 0:06:36 GMT -5
"Uhhh okay…" He said taking back his phone as he smiled at her taking her phone as he did the same. "But I'm really bad how about this… you teach me how not to fall on my ass and I will teach you how to do something you aren’t good at… or something fun in exchange… like you know give you embarrassing pictures of Arianna Porter to use as blackmail…" He laughed a little about that as he slid the phone back to her did he even have any pictures of his sister? Not that he could remember but then again they had never been close and when it came to family bonding no one ever seemed to have a camera.
Ollie had never heard of the base but then again he liked to stay away from military places in general, as a rule. Scary places really all the uniforms and rules that you had to follow. So maybe he was wrong Chris was not her boyfriend but a twin okay that was good to know and she had said that this Ian guy was just a friend which was also good. Single was good, very good.
"Yeah I will… but I am not getting down with my bad self" He laughed at that phrase really who said that anymore, well who said it at all. It was funny. "But we should defiantly hang out before Halloween." He smiled at her as he slid his phone back in his pocket.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Apr 30, 2008 0:26:24 GMT -5
Cris laughed and rolled her eyes. "I can make it to where you won't fall on your ass, promise. And as for something I'm not good at..." She looked down at her attire. Growing up with all guys, she had no clue on fashion at all. She looked at Ollie and laughed. He might know about fashion... but probably not girly fashion. She smirked and shook her head. "Just come to a party with me and we'll be even, yeah?"
She bit her bottom lip softly. He was really gorgeous... She licked her lips and grinned. "Ah, come on. Gettin' down with your bad self is fun. Trust me." She winked at him and laughed. "We could totally hang out whenever you want. I'm free anytime. Like now, for instance." She looked at the time on her phone. "You want to go walk or something? I could show you my Party Palace." She laughed cutely.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 30, 2008 0:54:34 GMT -5
Ollie just watched her look down at her self as if it was some self conscious act, ashamed of the way she looked but to afraid to ask him to go shopping with her or something. If worse came to worse and he had to go shopping with her, he would just bite the bullet and ask his sister about the things he might not understand so he seemed knowledgeable not just on men's attire. "Done… you sure can I am up for anything as payback to the skateboarding lessons from hell." He laughed a little packing up his things and he was ready to get out of her.
"Awww I was hoping you called your house The Love Shack." He laughed a little standing up as he gathered his things; he was done with his half full cup of coffee. Pushing in the seat he took his messenger bag that was in the seat next to him as he draped the bag over his left shoulder. He laughed at her as he went to go throw the cup away, smiling as he came back to the table. She was a good looking girl but he really wished she would get out of the baggy boy clothes into something that did more for her figure. "Ready?"
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