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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 2, 2009 13:17:44 GMT -5
Audrey let out a sighof relief as the flowers backed away. Finally, freedom and fresh air untainted with the scent of flowers. She took the glass shard from Rosetta nervously, afraid of what she would see.
Oh my gosh. Audrey mouthed silently unable to make her voice heard. The girl staring back at her wasn't Audrey, it was some sort of strange alien who actually looked... pretty. She turned her head from side to side to make sure she wasn't just dreaming. "You... did this, Oh my gosh... Thank you." Audrey stammered in bewilderment. Wow, now she felt guilty for doubting her.
"A dress?" Audrey asked in bewilderment. She knew she owed this fairy a lot, but a dress! "Umm I'm not so sure, I don't normally look that good in dresses, are you sure that's a good idea?" She hinted gently, warily following the plants as the flew off.
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Post by Warren Peace on Mar 2, 2009 13:56:44 GMT -5
((Invading thread! Woot!))
Warren shuffled along Liberty Square, harldy believing that he was actually gonna do this... Milo and Jim had gone TOO far.
Warren picked at the button-down Jim had made him wear... at least it was red, and he still had his black jeans. But honestly, the little space punk had made him take off his gloves and shoved a pair of glasses on his face! He didn't even need glasses! Warren resisted the urge to facepalm... he looked like some hybrid between a mathlete and a motorcyclist. He was just happy that Jim couldn't do anything about his long hair or tatoos... all there was to do was stick it in a bun and hope that Audrey wouldn't mind the red streak or the ink.
Warren counted his blessings that he hadn't run into anyone from school. If they saw the resident punk dressed up like a nerd, he would've died right then and there. Warren's ego couldn't take a blow like that... or he could always threaten to fry them.
Warren sat down on a bench as he scanned the crowd, looking for a girl that fit Audrey's description. Latina, thick black hair... One girl in particular caught Warren's eye, but she was just too pretty to be the same girl from the sleepover. Still, Warren got up from the bench and moved to glimpse her face, just to be sure...
The pyro almost had the wind knocked out of him. That girl... it WAS her! Warren closed his mouth, which he realized had just been idiotically hanging open.
She. Was. A. BABE.
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Post by Rosetta on Mar 7, 2009 20:24:08 GMT -5
The flowers came back with a gorgeously intricate dress made of roses. In fact, it looked a lot like Rosetta's own dress, courtesy of Flowers & Co. And it looked like it would fit like a glove! She was going to look just dee-vine!
"Now what do you mean 'not so sure'? You'll look fine, buttercup!" Rosetta exclaimed to the skeptical girl. "We didn't come this far just to give up, did we?"
Snapping her tiny fingers, the band of flowers pushed the girl into one of the nearby shops, as Rosetta followed, pressing her ear to the door. She certainly was causing some kind of commotion inside. And she was speaking some kind of other language ... no wait, not speaking - screaming.
The door opened, sending Rosetta flying as she screamed her loud, shrill squeal. She got herself back upright, and looked to the girl.
Rosetta couldn't believe her emerald eyes! She looked like a totally different person! She was beautiful! And of course, she couldn't help but notice that nice looking boy standing to the side. Wait - a BOY?!
Rosetta smiled with delight, and gave the girl a little nudge. "What did I tell you? Boys are droppin' their jaws already!" Rosetta and the band of flowers gave her a push. "Go on! Talk to him!"
This was such a success story! [Got permission from Audrey to godmod, since she's absent this weekend =) ]
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Post by Warren Peace on Mar 8, 2009 16:22:00 GMT -5
Warren tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear as he began to walk over to her. I'm gonna brand Milo and Jim as soon as I'm done with this... Warren thought darkly to himself, slapping a pleasant smile over what would have been a murderous frown. At least she was hot...
"Hey... Audrey?" Warren called over to her, giving a small wave.
"You were at Nani's sleepover, right? I was with the guys who crashed it... pretty crazy night, huh?"
Warren mentally facepalmed. So much for small-talk.
"Hey, uh... I'm Warren, by the way. Warren Peace."
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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 9, 2009 17:27:15 GMT -5
A dress of flowers. A dress was bad. A dress with flowers was worse. Monumentally worse. Catastrophically worse. And yet she was wearing it and, twitch, Audrey had to admit it wasn't actually that bad. Maybe Rosetta had actually done a good job. It was astounding, Audrey couldn't fathom herself being pretty. Even if Rosetta had forced her into all of these atrocious trials.
Of course all of these were practically nothing compaed to being pushed out and forced to talk to some strange guy. Especially when that guy was kind fo cute but in a pretty scary glasses and sweater. It was like... Milo. That really sent a pang through Audrey and she took in a breath. Milo was gonna' wish he never let that little lolita talk to him in the first place.
"Warren, um hi." Audrey said nervously "At the sleepover? Oh right! You just look a lot... different." She finished lamely. Was this nerd really that hot guy? He had seemed pretty cool at the party and everything... especially with the fire! "Oh I'm, uh, Audrey by the way." Audrey whipped her head around to try and find Rosetta for support, she oculdn't do this! "It's a... pleasure to meet you!" She announced desperately bobbing quickly to the ground in a curtsy. Shoot, no wonder Milo hadn't liked her.
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Post by Warren Peace on Mar 9, 2009 19:22:06 GMT -5
((Just a note... Warren never ignited at the party, so Audrey shouldn't know that he's super yet. He just sprayed silly string around. XD))
Warren racked his brain for something more to say... Augh!!! When he and Layla had been "dating", she had been responsible for the whole charade... he had practically wanted nothing to do with it! And this time was no different... Honestly, what was he? An instant-relationship-fix of some sort?
Warren almost facepalmed when she curtsied... She was just as nervous as he was. Frustrated, Warren took off his glasses and stuck them in his pocket while still retaining that good-natured smile. Don't blow your cover...
"Nice to meet ya, too." Warren gave as a simple reply.
"You look different, too... I never thought of you as the type to wear, uh, a dress." Nice, Romeo... "I mean, it looks cool on you." Warren quickly recovered. At least he still had a bit of his suave diction left, even while dressed up like a dork.
Warren looked around for other suggestions for conversation... C'mon, he needed ideas! Warren noticed a navy blue cap discarded on the ground... Wasn't it the same one he'd seen her with at the sleepover?
"Oh, hey, that's your hat, right?" Warren asked, picking up the cap and brushing it off.
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Post by Rosetta on Mar 15, 2009 13:44:33 GMT -5
Rosetta couldn't believe what she was seeing! Oh, how adorable young love was! If only Audrey would say something, that is. Rosetta once again, took it upon herself to help. She tugged on Audrey's newly straight hair.
"Say something!" She whispered. "Compliment him! Say you ... like his wings. Oh wait, he don't have any wings, does he? Well, say something about his eyes!"
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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 19, 2009 18:02:27 GMT -5
"Dresses, yeah, I like to wear them all the time." Audrey said with a forced laugh. Hey was that a... compliment! That had to be a first for herself! Audrey mentally patted her back, maye this wouldn't be that hard. "Oh um ya thanks." Audrey smiled gingerly brushing off her hat and hiding it behind her back as Warren handed it to her. She didn't want him to start thinking that was how she always dressed, even if it was... Audrey sent a death gare back to Rosetta as she jabbed her in the back. The fairy sure could poke hard!
"You have um... really dark eyes!" Audreyblurted, quickly clapping her hands over her mouth. "I mean, um as in they are... darkly amusing, or I mean not that! They are really pretty!" Oh good and beautiful earth, couldn't you be kind to me this once and just let a gaping black hole appear? Audrey thought to herself whilst she mentally facepalmed herself. Wow and she had thought things had been going okay.
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Post by Warren Peace on Mar 19, 2009 18:29:47 GMT -5
"My eyes?" Warren said, a slight tone of annoyance in his voice. She may be pretty, but she couldn't speak straight to save her life... He mentally slapped himself. Just go with it. he thought. For your image... I swear I'll kill Jim after this.
"Hey, uh... thanks?" Warren said carefully, trying to erase the growl that was beginning to build up in his voice. He was a man of many traits, but patience was unfortunately not one of him. Just get this over with...
"Oh, Audrey..." Warren said good-naturedly, trying to give the impression that he had just remembered something. "I was gonna tour the park a bit, and, well... I could use some company. You, uh... wanna come?"
Warren resisted the urge to bang his head on the nearest wall. Not only was he dressed like a nerd, he had to frikin' ACT like one. Just say yes and get this torture over with... Warren silently pleaded, wishing for once that he had mind control instead of being a pyro.
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Post by Rosetta on Mar 19, 2009 18:42:57 GMT -5
"You have um... really dark eyes!" Audrey blurted, quickly clapping her hands over her mouth. "I mean, um as in they are... darkly amusing, or I mean not that! They are really pretty!" Rosetta slapped a tiny hand over her face. "You have got to be kidding me!" She said to herself as Audrey mused over how Warren's eyes were dark.
That is, until she rapidly switched to 'darkly amusing'. "Ooh, nice save!" Rosetta said, giving Audrey a thumbs-up. "Why you little tease, you! See, I told you a compliment is the way to a boy's heart! He abso-tively loves you!"
Rosetta was ultimately pleased with herself. Not only did she just give a sad young girl confidence, she was also bringing two young lovers together! Now, to set the mood!
Rosetta put two fingers in her mouth and whistled. With that, more flowers came flocking to Rosetta and the two teenagers, arranging themselves in a heart-shaped arch, complete with rose petals falling down on them. Rosetta sighed. "How romantic!"
She flew closer to the two, and began to sing. You just couldn't have a romantic moment without singing!
"Hello young lovers, whoever you are, I hope your troubles are few, All my good wishes go with you tonight, I've been in love like you." [/size]
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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 19, 2009 19:09:33 GMT -5
[OMG Jane I should strangle you for Audrey, but I can't stop laughing!]
Audrey sent Rosetta a hassled look. If this was considered 'going good' she would hate to see what going bad was! But of course Audrey wasn't really the expert at this, maybe it was better to leave it all to Rosetta. She smiled euphorically at Warren, was he really asking her on a date?!? Audrey readied herself a reply, for once she wasn't going to sound stupid. And she really owed Rosetta a favor and thanks now.
Of course that was before the roses. And the singing. Audrey couldn't wipe the stare of horror as the suffocating scent of roses invaded the area, and then a song started. It tended to take a lot to embarass Audrey, but for the first time Audrey was blushing redder than any healthy tomato. "Ah mi dios! Umm..." Audrey whipped her head between the oncoming flower hoards and Warren. "I'm really, really, really sorry. Why don't we um goon this tour yeah?" She stammered scrambling for an excuse to escape.
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Post by Warren Peace on Mar 19, 2009 19:44:01 GMT -5
Warren's mouth twitched with the ghost of a smile, and a real one at that. Despite the absurdity of the situation, Warren kindave liked her. She was even prettier when she smiled. Maybe, once we get past this awkwardness, this thing could work out... And it seemed that they were past the awkward phase!
Uh... never mind.
Warren stared aghast as flowers suddenly arranged themselves around him and Audrey forming - le gasp - a heart. Warren's face flushed as he looked around for the source of the flowers, expecting to see Layla or someone of the like. She was the only person he knew that could make plants pop out of the ground like that... and yet she was nowhere to be seen. Even weirder, a tiny voice started singing a love song. Where was that voice coming from?! It sounded like it belonged to a mouse...!
"Good idea." Warren said as he took Audrey's hand and rushed away from the flowers, his ears burning with embarassment.
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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 20, 2009 14:12:43 GMT -5
Audrey followed Warren quite willingly away from the mostrosity Rosetta had created to 'set the mood'. "I am going to kill that little fairy if I ever get my hands on her, she better hope those wings have an 'escape pod' setting! Ugh..." Audrey ranted angrily to Warren. This was just so fantastic, the first time Audrey was actually talking to the male species about something other than cars, and little miss young-lovers had to go and butcher it. The hispanic rubbed her temples trying to come up with something to make Warren forgive the fact that they had just been attacked by a sadistic bunch of flowers.
She turned to Warren apologetically, trying to mantain any dignity she had left. "I am really sorry about that, it was some crazy fairy I met I don't even really know her, she's just sort of a little... flambuoyant!" Audrey explained hastily. "I guess she's has a thing for big displays..." She bit her lip in frustration. Sheesh, how could people stand to be so self-conscious around other people. Now it made sense why she prefered Jeans and Tees.
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Post by Warren Peace on Mar 20, 2009 19:11:29 GMT -5
Warren raised an eyebrow. "Fairy?" A skeptical look crossed his face. Didn't fairies belong in... Fairy Tales? But what about the tiny voice? "Weird..."
Realizing that he was still holding Audrey's hand, Warren dropped it, inventing the excuse to put his glasses back on.
"Hey, don't worry about the... fairy." he replied, deciding to trust Audrey with imaginary creatures. "Believe me, I got my own matchmaking problems..."
Warren swallowed the rest of his words, realizing that he was about to reveal confidential information. If Audrey finds out that this is a setup, the whole plan's busted...
"Hey, that language you were speaking back there... That was Spanish, right? You've got a bit of an accent... Are you fluent?"
Warren shrugged. "I suck at Spanish... I only know a few words. Caliente, hola, adios... I already have another language under my belt. I learned Chinese in grade school, and I also have a job at a Chinese restaurant. It's useful for arguing with your boss... I've got such an American accent, though." Warren chuckled. Whew, conversation was finally getting easy.
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Post by Audrey Ramirez on Mar 21, 2009 20:16:50 GMT -5
Audrey ran a hand through her unusually smooth hair awkwardly after Warren dropped it. She was surprsed, it hadn't actually been that bad. It was nice. Sorta. In a running from plants way.
"Fairie's uh, did I say that I meant as in fairy plants..." She realized a little too slowly just how crazy she must have sounded but was greatful for the fact that he was actually putting up with it. He was definitely one of a kind. Match-making problems? What was that supposed to mean.
"Spanish? Yeah of course, I'm a latino-american. My father was the one who raised me after my mother died, and that was his mother-tongue so you know, I picked it up pretty quickly." Audrey snickered at the few words he said. "Well for one, your accent sucks, you need to roll your tongue. And I have to say that those words aren't gonna getcha' very far. Try '¿Cómo estás?' at least then people will think your friendly!" She joked with a smile.
"You speak chinese? Really? That's so cool, I'd love to learn something so exotic, though I can't really see the point in learning it to yell at your boss. All my bosses are obnoxious mecha-" Audrey stopped herself. She couldn't tell him she liked something like that, could she? She had to admit that she liked the guy, but he thought she was a perky princess, what would he think if he knew the real her. "Well, I mean I just don't see the point in learning your bosses language so he can yell at you." She finished tensely with a tight smile.
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