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Post by chiaki on Aug 12, 2007 18:39:40 GMT 1
Relax, he said. Have fun, he said. Whats so great about the beach? Well I might as well just sit and relax. I never understand why people enjoy the beach. The weather is burning and water is salty. Still I just can't stop thinking about the headache. Maybe this would be good thing, I think I'm actually getting used to the school. Maybe I'm enjoying company of people.
I shifted uncomfortably on my towel. I was actually quite happy for some reason. Something in me just wanted to explore the area. I haven't felt this way for years! Maybe just maybe I'm glad to be living here. Oh, what am I saying? This can't be right. I'm so confused.
I sat up on my towel and started to gaze into the deep blue sea. My past doesn't seem to harm anymore. I felt warmth, and hope once again. My body relaxed, but not my train of thoughts. The scenario around me was beautiful. The sky was light blue, with small comfortable looking clouds. The beach was a golden sand color and the sea, the blue sea, it rumbled with a soft tone when the waves splashed onto the beach.
I just drifted with the air and scanned the area around me harshly. This day was pretty nice. Maybe I have changed a little since I moved here.
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Post by lazy on Sept 7, 2007 1:06:32 GMT 1
(Tad late, but thought I'd reply anyway....)
A red Mazda RX7 FD3S pulled into the parking lot of the beach. Beaches near the city have always been crap, although this one isn't too bad. The place was packed. There was hardly a parking slot anywhere. He loitered around, giving the engine an occasional rev, as though saying, I need a fucking parking spot! The large, angled 3" exhaust rattled and shook each time he did it, like a rattlesnake warning off its enemies. Soon, an Odyssey minivan pulled out and away from the parking lot.
Finally, Kai thought as he reversed in.
Some time later...[/i]
He's late.
Kai slid open his Chocolate phone again. The time showed 3:00, about half an hour after the arranged meeting time. But then again, that's his style. If you're not patient enough to wait a little while, you don't deserve it. Good things come to those that wait. He scowled as he walked along the shoreline, the waves occassionally licking his feet. A girl, looking a bit confused and doubtful looking around the beach caught his eye. Maybe I'll humor her as I wait.
He made his way towards her, and plopped down next to her, stealthily slipping his own towel under his ass before it hit the sand. He didn't say anything for a while, and he was sure the girl was freaked out. Pushing his blue shades up the bridge of his nose, he turned to her, and smiled slightly.
"Nice day to relax, huh?"
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