Alright, this here's the first attempt of what I hope to be many. No one, and I mean, NO ONE may post other than the two listed in the title. You may, however, view this at your convienence and pleasure. And remember, this IS an official RP for an official date, so don't leave posts like "hey, what's up?". Make it full-fledged, and have fun!
Michael, we await your presence..
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OOC: I'm still amused by these result. I'd complain that this thing was rigged, but it's definitely in my favor.
It occurs to me that it's been far too long since I've done anything like this. I really hope I don't suck.
Now let's see here.. Gotta pick a setting, don't I?
I sit on the blanket, I've laid out over the sands of this beach. It is night, with a full sky of stars and not a single cloud. Beside me is a bottle of wine, sitting in a case filled with ice. Listening to the waves crash, I enjoy the cool night air. I smile and sigh, as I wait for a certain someone to arrive.
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Oh, snap. I'm back online.
Last edited by Winter Nights : 06.21.06 at 16:17:44.
"Jesus Christ!" I say as I frantically search my room for the other glossy white sandal. The clock says it's 9:23. I swear it said 8:45 no more than ten minutes ago. "Did my preparation really take that long?" I wonder silently slamming the closet door shut. "I'm supposed to be down near the warf in seven minutes, but where is my God-forsaken shoe?!" The shoes which are strewn about my room mock me while laying comfortably idol in couples. I flip them off. As if they care.
"ALRIGHT! Calm down...breathe..." I tell myself as I survey my room. Suddenly the walls straighten out again and the floor doesn't appear to me so tilted. "AH HA!" Diving below my bed, I grasp for the small white sandal, shove my foot into the hole and dash for the door. "****! My keys!" I make a wide running circle in the hallway and grab my shoulder bag off the table. "Goodnight house!"
Thankfully the beach where I am supposed to meet Michael isn't too far from the house. Approaching an intersection, I look up through my windshield and observe the stars in the sky. It's a beautiful night. The light changes, and my truck drifts on through the night. Coincidentally, the song I was blasting through the speakers finished just as I parked on the side of the road.
Getting out of my red Bronco, I smooth the front and back of my shorts down, tuck my hair behind one ear, push my bangs off to the right, and make sure my white and black stripped tanktop is covering my belt-line. The air is cool due to the light ocean breeze, but somehow the goosebumps have steered clear. I walk towards the shore where the peir is expecting to see Michael waiting, but see no one.
"Am I that late?"
After walking a little closer, I see there is a blanket and other things lying on the beach. Then I spot him standing at the edge of the water; he had be blocked by one of the pillars supporting the warf. I let out a sigh of relief.
I move as quietly as I can towards him, reach up, put my hands over his eyes, and whisper, "Sorry I'm late" softly into his ear.
I can feel her behind me, just before I feel her hands cover my eyes. Her sweet voice rings in my ear. I smile and turn toward her. I have pause for a moment, taking in how beautiful she is. I take her hand and lead her back up the beach, to where I laid out the blanket.
My heart is racing, just by the feel of her hand. I'm hoping that she doesn't realize how nervous I am.
We sit on the blanket, side-by-side. I'm still holding her hand, my thumb caressing her fingers. I look up at her and into her eyes, thinking to myself.. God, she's pretty. What did I do get so lucky?
"I'm really glad you came tonight. Was kind worried when you were late. I've been looking forward to tonight for a long time."
I kiss her hand and snuggle close. Reaching over, I grab the bottle of wine.
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