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Date Posted: 10:50:16 03/04/07 Sun
Author: Luke & Whitney
Subject: A holiday from real
In reply to: Savatore/Rachelle 's message, " This is that day cause I can feel it
You know the type of day you ain't lettin' bad vibes invade your spirit
As the birds chirp your favorite tune " on 09:56:10 03/04/07 Sun

He scowled at the mention of the collar and especially the fact that Sav claimed it was going to be pink - that was just taking it one step too far - but had returned to his task and was quite easily ignoring Sav's whining until all of sudden he was in the dirt on his knees. A yelp escaped him as he got knocked, and then an angry, loud growl. "Savatore!" His rake dropped, he actually put his hand in the ground in front of him to help push himself to his feet, lowering his voice as he did so - not exactly wanting to broad cast his following statements. "Damn it, Sav. Do you know how much these jeans cost?" He grumbled almost more to himself as he glanced down at the muddy patches on his knees, and then lunged without warning for his friend - tackling the other guy to the ground by means of surprised strictly. While Luke was slight taller, he was also more slender - Savatore was a little bit broader and probably a good deal stronger so Luke had learned long ago that he had to surprise him in order to get any sort of leverage in a battle. Any thoughts of cheesecake were completely abandoned as he focused his attention on pushing the other guy down in to the ground and then moving to make his escape before he could get caught in retaliation. They really were such boys - this was why no one ever really took them anywhere.

She nodded agreeably with a soft, casual laugh and then tracked down another scrubber for Rachelle before returning to their task. The wall was actually going to be painted later that day when it warmed up a bit, but needed to be cleaned first - and somehow they had both been assigned the job. Everything that needed to be done was pretty messy in general though and she had abandoned any squirmish tendencies before sliding out of her car that morning. She could be girly when she wanted to, but there was no point in being finicky on a day like today - she just expected to get dirty. She was easily distracted by time passing from the early morning to almost mid-morning by the easy conversation with the other girl - thankful just to have the chance to get to know her better and learn some things about her. She just wanted to make as many friends as possible, and there were definitely some pretty snotty girls at their school. They seemed to not be picking on her at all - she usually came off as pretty sure of herself and was fashion-conscious enough that she always looked cute, but they weren't really the types that she wanted to get to know...

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Sure, blame it all on the cool kid -- Chelle/Sav, 11:09:24 03/04/07 Sun