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Date Posted: 18:34:48 01/04/02 Fri

. • . dusty blonde tendrils annoyedily fell 'pon the cheek, glimmering blue gemini lightly dancing 'cross the fellow surroundings, school bag slung about the shoulder, framed lightly. a single book lingered her fingers, a theatrical book of performing arts, as she ordered some java, finding correct pocket change within the midst of her rugged, rustic looking jeans, as she then found a solitary seat along one of the windows. no words fell from her mouth, usally the quiet one of any group, as she seated herself, removing the rugged jacket from her clothed upper torso. a baby blue sweater strattled the curvy frame, delicious 'pon the eyes, as she then tucked the long jeaned legs beneath her bottom comfortably, slender fingers jigging up the page which she had left off from, as doll like lips curved over the warm eccence of her cup..

. • . sweeping the strands of dusty hair particles bakc from her oval facial, she peered to her sweet tasting cup, tearing the orbs from her book, before peering about the warm smelling Coffeehouse, releasing a hand to poke her finger within the whipped cream which topped her mocha, to like the remains from her finger, as if a little kid yet again, as she then swiped it across her clean napkin boredly..





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