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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 7, 2009 9:53:50 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "You know, when I said I owed you, I wasn't quite being totally honest. So I know that I didn't have to. But, now that what is done is done, I feel that you owe me. Just another wish, nothing too serious."
Belle's face wrinkled up with frustration. Just when she thought he was turning soft, Chester just had to find a way to be sneaky. "That's not fair at all! That wasn't even part of the deal! She said playfully punching him in the arm. "No, no, no! I'm not, definately not letting you get away with it!" Belle shook her head for added emphasis.
"No," she repeated again in case he hadn't heard her the first four times. "I will not owe you."
Although in the back of her mind, she was secretly wishing he would convince her otherwise. You never knew with Chester.
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( NOTES ) Lol.... [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 7, 2009 10:20:19 GMT -6
"That's not fair at all! That wasn't even part of the deal! No, no, no! I'm not, definately not letting you get away with it! No. I will not owe you."
Chester shook his head. He was going to have absolutely none of this arguing.
"It is very much so fair! And if you do not go through with it, you will be breaking an unspoken promise," he said, his tone matter-of-fact. "I never took you as the kind to break a promise, Belle..."
As his voice trailed off, he shook his head slightly, in imitation of disappointment. He looked back up at her, frowning slightly. "Unless of course the last two wishes were just so terribly horrible to stomach that you don't want to grant me another?" He looked slightly upset at the thought and sighed, playing with a french fry in the ketchup.
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( COUNT ) one four four
( NOTES ) hehe...
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 7, 2009 10:32:16 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "It is very much so fair! And if you do not go through with it, you will be breaking an unspoken promise. I never took you as the kind to break a promise, Belle... Unless of course the last two wishes were just so terribly horrible to stomach that you don't want to grant me another?"
Belle sighed. This, of course, was definately not the time to discuss her feelings for him. After all, it just wasn't how she pictured it.
"Chester," Belle said calmly as she placed her hand on his arm delicately, "the last two wishes were, well, perfect, but, well..." Belle felt herself stumbling for words that wouldn't neccessarily give Chester the impression she wanted to be more than friends. "I mean...gosh!
Belle placed her hands on her forehead and sunk her elbows into her lap. This day was getting more sentimental every moment. "Chester, I think I should tell you something, and it might not want to be exactly what you want to hear right now." She sputtered, wondering how he would react.
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( NOTES ) hmm.... [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 7, 2009 19:55:21 GMT -6
"Chester, the last two wishes were, well, perfect, but, well... I mean... gosh!
He raised his eyebrow at her, watching as she placed her face in her hands. It would probably sound cruel, if not of the norm, to know that he found this whole situation to be quite beyond mildy amusing, but Chester will be Chester.
"Chester, I think I should tell you something, and it might not want to be exactly what you want to hear right now."
This was getting good.
It was all he could do to stiffle the smile and keep a serious expression. He leaned his head forward slightly and watched her with an expectant look drawn carefully across his face. He really was curious, but curiosity for him always brought along amusement and smirks. Two things he felt would not do any good for him at the present time.
"Tell me, it's okay."
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( COUNT ) one four five
( NOTES ) hehe...
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 7, 2009 20:05:22 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] Belle fought hard with herself to fight back the occasional salty tear as memories from the past year flashed back in her mind. Her time's with Chester had been wonderful and she didn't want that to end...ever.
"Tell me, it's okay."
The four little words that were so comforting to Belle right now rolled off Chester's tongue.
"I...well, I think maybe..." Belle stammered. She couldn't go on, now thinking over the words in her brain. They sounded so childish and she couldn't let Chester be amused at that now could she. "No, nothing. Nevermind." She wiped her forearm across her brow and looked to Chester. "So, wanna go on some rides?"
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( NOTES ) Wow. Lousy post. [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 7, 2009 20:14:14 GMT -6
"I...well, I think maybe..."
And then she stammered, losing her grip on what she was going to say. He could not help the slight touch if disappointment. Curiosity would be unfulfilled in this area, plus, depending upon what she said...
"No, nothing. Nevermind. So, wanna go on some rides?"
And the disappointment increased. Now he would be left wondering what she was going to say, and he did not get that wish he was hoping for. Damn it all. A whole new plan would be necessary, although how it would work or even what it was would have to be determined by whatever happened. Random ideas. Totally the best, don't you agree?
"Rides? Hm. I suppose so. Let's go get some tickets, and then you can choose the first one," he said, taking another swig of his soda before tossing the remains of his meal into the nearby trash can.
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( COUNT ) one four six
( NOTES ) wut is dis. D: my last post was 'one four five' and the one before that was 'one four four' and this one is 'one four six'. D: xD
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 7, 2009 20:30:42 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "Rides? Hm. I suppose so. Let's go get some tickets, and then you can choose the first one."
Belle smiled as best she could then looked at Chester with raised eyebrows. A little part of her mind couldn't help but wonder if there was some little cryptic meaning that would come later to bite her in the butt.
After much deliberation and thinking, Belle finally decided to go with Chester. "Alright, we'll go on some rides together." A little part of her felt all warm and tingly inside, but that was only because her skin was beginning to chill as the night grew later.
Rubbing her shoulders and she walked slowly to the ticket booth, Belle wished she had choosen to wear a sweatshirt instead of the skimpy little T-shirt. Longingly she looked from person to person that was wearing a sweatshirt or hoodie.
"I can buy tickets this time," she smiled and began to look at the prices.
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( NOTES ) Lol. I'd laugh if it was 147 this time. heehee [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 7, 2009 20:38:11 GMT -6
"Alright, we'll go on some rides together."
"You make it sound so painful," Chester said with a laugh. "Even though it was your suggestion." He had, of course, mentioned it originally, but she had been the one to bring it up instead if simply telling him what she was going to say. Curiosity tugged at his stomach slightly and he fought a grimace.
"I can buy tickets this time."
He merely nodded, mellowed out slightly as his mind stiffled through things she was possibly going to say.
It took a bit for him to realize that she appeared fairly chilly. He was currently wearing a sweatshirt himself, although the sleeves were rolled up for he felt little reason to even be wearing the thing. He just didn't want to carry it around -- but who does? He pulled it over his head and offered it to her. "Cold?" he asked with a smirk.
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( COUNT ) one four nine
( NOTES ) close, but not quite. xD i was getting a little worried there. ;o;
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Post by anabelle thompson on Jul 7, 2009 20:50:39 GMT -6
Belle Thompson ! [/color][/center] "Cold?"
"Thanks," she grinned taking the hoodie. Sliding it over her head, the smell of his cologne wrapped itself around her like a cacoon. She smiled as she held out her arms. Sure, it was a little big on her, but it would suffice, especially since it was something to keep her warm.
Uh, I think we'll take ten tickets," she said politely to the ticket booth lady who handed over ten orange 'Admit One' tickets.
Ten. The perfect number. It wasn't so many that Chester might think she looked forward to spending time with him and not too little that she would have to leave earlier.
"So, what do you want to ride on first?" Belle surveyed the scene and immediately the ferris wheel caught her gaze. "How about that?" She pointed to it. "The ferris wheel."
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( NOTES ) Lol. I can't wait to see where this goes. xP [/blockquote] |
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Post by chester byrd on Jul 8, 2009 10:23:04 GMT -6
"Thanks."
"No problem," Chester said with a smile. And for once his grin held no mocking looks or sarcasm or smirking. Just a simple smile. He turned and scanned the rides, watching the people as they bounced from place to place. By now, the sun was pretty much set, with only a slight flush of color on the horizon. The lights now light up the entire sky, making it rather beautiful.
When he turned around next, Belle was speaking to him. She had already bought the tickets and was now asking about which ride he wanted to ride. About to open his mouth and point out that he had already said it was her choice, she cut him off by asking about the ferris wheel.
"Sounds good to me," he said with a smile, heading over in that direction.
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