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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 4, 2009 10:29:23 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] As she stepped out of the yellow taxi cab, Belle’s senses began to explode. The smell of hot dog, slushee, and popcorn vendors, the Pacific Ocean, and beech trees entered her nose; and the sound of happy children running from one amusement ride to the next all while being scolded angrily about the dangers of getting lost by their mothers was all too familiar to her.
The scene of the pier was breathtaking. The sun was beginning to set lazily behind the clouds, sending a luminous effect over the lolloping waves. The lights on all the fair rides had been turned on to make a glowing effect of reds, blues, greens, and yellows against the light, July night sky. A clown with a big, red nose was busy making a balloon animal out of a long, yellow balloon to try and cheer up a saddened little girl. Belle smiled. This was what people should be like: kind, caring, and unselfish. Too many people nowadays on the island and at Wonderland Academy had had their morals poisoned due to money and popularity. Of course, the only reason she had been able to remain either kind, caring, or unselfish was because she had neither money nor popularity. Ah, well, you couldn’t have everything you dreamt of, Belle thought as she continued to walk slowly onto the pier. But it sure would be nice.
As she walked, she took notice of all the vendors, people, and amusement rides. There was vendors selling pretzels and cotton candy, people running around crazily from one game to the next, and couples curled up happily on a bench, not taking any notice to the rest of the world around them. How much had Belle longed to have that, even though she wouldn’t outright admit it, but she always thought it. She wished for a courageous and handsome man, much like the ones she read about in books like Pride and Prejudice, PS, I Love You, and countless other love stories. Of course, such gentlemen existed only in novels, which was a big bummer.
Moving along so to not bring stringing tears to her eyes, Belle began to walk again. Her mind was empty of all thoughts although she allowed the occasional reminder to herself to bring her camera tomorrow. Tonight’s supposed to be fun. You should be riding rides, playing games, and bloating yourself up on countless bags of cotton candy, she scolded herself and immediately got in a line leading up to a vendor selling bags of popcorn and pretzels and candies. Mmmm, she smiled and closed her eyes. The scent of the cologne seeping into her nostrils from the man in front of her was intoxicating, yet it was just so recognizable to her.
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( TAGGED ) Chester...lol
( OUTFIT ) Click Here
( NOTES ) Hmmm... [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 6, 2009 14:50:54 GMT -6
Chester Byrd had been at the pier for quite a while, since about noon. He had already spent his share of money on the rides and games, so now it was time for food. Not that, of course, he was planning on stopping doing rides and games. It was just about time he took a little bit of time out of his day to eat.
He had not arrived with anyone in particular, although throughout the day he had been jumping from various groups of people he knew. Riding a few rides with those guys, playing a game against them, et cetera, et cetera.
Chester had been watching out for Belle, although he had not seen her yet. They hadn't spoken much lately and he couldn't help the curiosity he felt about what she was up to. Damn that curiosity.
As the sun began to set and the fair staff turned on the colorful lights, he stopped in a vender's line, deciding a hotdog and some fries with a soda would be a good idea for supper. Getting somewhat impatient at how long it was, he turned around to see if he spotted anywhere else to go, or if he saw anyone he knew that he could possibly mooch off of. Startled, he stepped back, finding Belle behind him. He hadn't heard nor noticed anyone come up behind him, let alone her.
Not that it was a bad thing of course.
He smoothed out his expression as quickly as he had been startled and grinned at her. "Look what the cat dragged in," he said teasingly, although his tone was hardly as rude as one might expect from someone who spoke those words. "It's been quite a while. How've you been, Belle?"
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( COUNT ) two eight eight
( NOTES ) Hope you don't mind if I make that man in front of her Chester? xD And god I love fairs. ;o; I can't wait until County Fairs start up around me. I got my license so I'm going EVERY DAY WHOOO 
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 6, 2009 15:36:26 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] Belle stood impatiently as she waiting, swaying listlessy from foot to foot wondering the whole time why the vendor's line wasn't moving. She sighed and began to study the man in front of her's head. It looked oddly familiar and it began to tug at her brain. Finally, as her eyes darted away looking at the ferris wheel, he turned his head. Belle's eyes widened as they met with Chester's.
"Look what the cat dragged in. It's been quite a while. How've you been, Belle?"
"Well," Belle said in her best matter-of-fact tone, "it's been going quite well lately. I'm taking a summer photography course at Wonderland." She smiled, happy to see his brown, puppy dog eyes once more. It had been a few months, actually since the Fairy Tale Ball, since Belle and Chester had met.
"So, how have you been?" Belle asked, but didn't pay much attention to him as she gazed off. The bright colored fair lights that beat off the Pacific Ocean were capturing Belle's attention like a kitten and a ball of yarn.
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( NOTES ) That's perfectly fine! xD [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 6, 2009 17:55:11 GMT -6
"Well, it's been going quite well lately. I'm taking a summer photography course at Wonderland."
Chester smiled, nodding. His attention was actually elsewhere, remembering the first time they met. With the basketball game. His smile turned to a half-smirk as he remembered the trick he had pulled. He had gotten two wishes out of it, and suddenly he regreted using them both. It would have been a good way to try and catch her attention again. After all, it had been a long time. The Fairy Tale Ball was long over with.
"So how have you been?"
Catching himself, he composed his face. She probably thought that he was insane due to his random smirking, then again, such a thing was to be expected from him. He was, quite honestly, trying as hard as a guy like him could possibly try in order to be civil and not... well, the laughing, not-even-close-to-serious goof he usually was.
"I've been... pretty good. I visited my family for a week in June, otherwise I haven't gone anywhere. Hung around here, swam, just enjoyed not having to worry about homework. Ha," Chester said, smiling.
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( COUNT ) one eight six
( NOTES ) Chester is like, the only character I have muse for right now. xDD So it was good timing for FF to open back up!
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 6, 2009 18:13:28 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "I've been... pretty good. I visited my family for a week in June, otherwise I haven't gone anywhere. Hung around here, swam, just enjoyed not having to worry about homework."
Belle nodded in agreement. Not having to worry about the disadvantages of homework was pretty enjoyable.
"Thanks great!" A smile tugged at her lips as she spoke. Then it slowly faded away, remembering she couldn't let the King of Joking know that she was enjoying his company. "So, it's been a long time, a real long time since I've seen you. Anything new and exciting I should know about?"
Belle did her best to 'investigate' Chester's last few months of life, but mostly, she wanted to know if there was any crazy girl wild enough to go out with Chester. Then again, after much thought, Belle remembered she would be crazy enough to date him, not that he would ever ask her or anything.
She was the 'Plain Jane' of school. The one every male at Wonderland Academy said they'd like to have as a friend, but nothing further. Sure, all of her female friends said she was pretty and everything, but no guy would ever touch her with a ten foot pole.
So there she stood, facing the guy she had romantic feelings for, well, since the day she met him in that dingy school gym.
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( NOTES ) Sorry 'bout the loonnnnngggg romantic crap there. I was just rambling. xD [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 6, 2009 18:25:48 GMT -6
"That's great! So, it's been a long time, a real long time since I've seen you. Anything new and exciting I should know about?"
Chester raised an eyebrow, suspecting what she was worried about. He could not resist the self-surving smirk that spread across his face. The way in which she said it... he could not help but jump to conclusions. And, of course, as far as he knew, that was what he was doing.
"You have no need to worry, Belle, I --"
"Hey, kid, you want to order or not?"
He turned around to face the vender, now a few feet away, who was leaning out the window of his cart with a very displeased expression. The line had moved and completely disappeared during his time catching up with Belle. He smiled in the usual egotistical way and stepped up to the cart.
"I apologize, sir. I'm sure that if you had not spoken to a lady as beautiful as Belle here, for a few months, you would be in quite the same situation as I to try and catch up. After all, one can do not but follow someone so irresistable," he said without hesitation, smile still in place.
"Now, if you would be so kind, I would like a hotdog, fries and a... soda," Chester then turned to face Belle. "Dinner's on me. What would you like?"
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( COUNT ) two two six
( NOTES ) No biggy! I had the urge to do it in my last one, but then I felt that would be... out of character. Chester likes her, but he is a guy. xD
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 6, 2009 18:43:58 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "You have no need to worry, Belle, I --"
A little part of Belle just shivered at the thought of what words Chester was going to speak next, but of course, as usual, someone or something had to interupt.
"Hey, kid, you want to order or not?"
Belle's head jolted forward to the vendor who looked rather irritated with the two of them. Then Chester spoke.
"I apologize, sir. I'm sure that if you had not spoken to a lady as beautiful as Belle here, for a few months, you would be in quite the same situation as I to try and catch up. After all, one can do not but follow someone so irresistable."
Belle felt her heart speed up and her breath quicken to match its pace. Just below the surface of her skin, the tissues began to grow hotter until they felt like there were going to erupt like a volcano.
"Now, if you would be so kind, I would like a hotdog, fries and a... soda. Dinner's on me. What would you like?"
Belle looked back at Chester with a sort of peacefulness in her eyes. "Chester really! You don't have to do that, I'm perfectly capable of buying my own dinner. She stifled a grin.
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( NOTES ) Yes, that would be quite odd for a guy. lol [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 6, 2009 19:05:55 GMT -6
"Chester really! You don't have to do that, I'm perfectly capable of buying my own dinner."
Chester shook his head, his expression basically saying he was going to have absolutely none of that. "No, no! Order what you want. Like you said, it's been a long time. I owe you at least something. And after we eat, I'll drag you onto some rides. Whether you go kicking or screaming, you are coming with me.
To someone who took life too seriously, it would sound as if Chester was the kind of guy who was far too controlling. That he would make any woman in his life do whatever he wants, else they get punished. But for those who have been paying attention will mostly likely jump to the assumption that he was only being funny. Which, he was. Every little bit of his tone implied it, and anyone who took him to seriously be the kind of guy who committed spousal abuse would be totally and completely insane.
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( NOTES ) Indeed, indeed. xD
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 6, 2009 19:22:32 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "No, no! Order what you want. Like you said, it's been a long time. I owe you at least something. And after we eat, I'll drag you onto some rides. Whether you go kicking or screaming, you are coming with me."
Belle's cheeks flushed with redness as she order her meal, courtesy of Chester.
"I'll just have a hamburger and...a bottle of water," she said to the vendor. Carefully she grabbed the wrapped burger and water from the man. Watching Chester do the same, she made her way to the nearest bench that wasn't be hoarded over by little kids and their moms or couples almost rounding second base.
In her gingerly fashion, Belle began to nibble at her hamburger. "You know, Chester, it's really sweet of you to buy me dinner, but you know you didn't have to," she muttered in between bite.
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( NOTES ) Can't wait to see where this goes... [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 6, 2009 21:09:54 GMT -6
Chester handed over the necessary amount of money to cover the bill and tossed in a few dollars as a tip, despite how rude the guy had been earlier. He was, quite honestly, tossing away money like it grew on trees. But it was the annual fair. It only came once a year, and he could survive walking more places rather than taking the taxi.
"You know, Chester, it's really sweet of you to buy me dinner, but you know you didn't have to."
He took a bite of his hotdog and chewed slowly, thinking. Then he swallowed and smiled mischieviously. "You know, when I said I owed you, I wasn't quite being totally honest. So I know that I didn't have to," he said slowly, forming an idea as he went along. "But, now that what is done is done, I feel that you owe me. Just another wish, nothing too serious." He smirked, eating a few fries while watching her facial response closely. He had a feeling this would not go over all that well, but then again, maybe luck would be on his side again and she would go along with it.
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( NOTES ) hehe...
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