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Post by Angie Maxwell on Aug 14, 2009 10:11:42 GMT -5
Angie fished around her bag for some quarters, finally finding some at the bottom. I really need to clean out this bag. She thought to herself as she shifted through papers, make up, her wallet, gum, a bag of gummy worms, her cell phone, her key chain, and numerous other things that had got in her way.
She instered a few coins into the machine, and set her bag down near her feet. There was a bit of akward tension as she felt the boy look at her; she felt herself blush, even though she knew he wasn't looking at her in a romantic way, that she knew of.
She played for a few minutes before she heard the guy spoke; it was an attractive voice, smooth and friendly. She turned to see him standing against the wall. She smiled in a friendly way. "Yeah, you can say that again. I'm not the biggest fan of boring grey walls." she said with a laugh, trying to put a name to his face.
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