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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 21:45:33 GMT -5
Walking into the club, showing her ID, her dark hair in curls flowing down her shoulders. There was no better place to be then at Sendo's on a friday night. Wearing her stripless black dress with knee high boots that tied up the front. Pushing past a couple different people, that she had never seen around school before, she sat down along the beer. Of course this girl had to be Devilynn Blake. Do just walk in and make everyone look was the 'thing' to do.
With a snap of her fingers she had a sex on the beach, of course if it was possible to get it without the alchol in it. Of course it wasnt, but Devi had her own way of getting what she wanted, when she wanted it, just have the bartender give it to you. Smirking, Devi took a drink of her drink, then spin around to gaze out across the dancefloor.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 21:49:21 GMT -5
"I don't know why I'm here with you faggets." Damien Valmont muttered at his three junkie rebel friends pulled him into the night club.
"Dude, hot chicks that are begging to be banged!"
Damien gave his friend a shaken head and then left them for the bar. He fixed his black and red streaked bangs as he ordered himself a water. He didn't need alcohol in his system right now.
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Post by Sarah Jenkins on Oct 8, 2006 21:55:28 GMT -5
Sarah walked into the club slowly and looked around.This was er ideal time for free time, and free nights.She sighed and walked passed a group of people and walked over to the bar at the end she sat down.Her pools scanned the area looking for anyone.
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 21:56:36 GMT -5
Devi turned a smile glance out of her eye, at some passing boys. But it was another one that caught her eyes. Looking down the bar, she spotted a gentleman, whom she hadn't seen before. Then again, Devi never payed attention to much to anyone. Her eyes narrowed, as she looked him up and down.
Turning away quickly, Devi took a sip of her drink, hoping her 'stare' was not to noticable. Licking her lips, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and begun to twirling her straw in her drink.
Stupid, aren't we. She thought to herself. Why on earth did she want to keep staring at him.
Devi couldn't bring herself to get up and talk to him. If he wants to meet you or let alone talk to you, let him come to you. She thought to herself once more. Stopping the twirling and taking another tiny sip.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 21:59:17 GMT -5
Damien glanced around, sipping his water. Then he saw a girl over at the bar as well. That's the Devi chick, he though, shaking his head. He sighed and then said,
"Hello Devi."
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:03:09 GMT -5
Devi about choke on her drink at the sound of the boys voice, which gave her goose bumps. Turning her head to look at him, she paused unsure of what to say.
Right, sit there and act stupid. Can't even talk to a single guy. She once again spoke to herself.
"Oh, hello" Devi smiled. Sadly, she had no clue what this boys name was, bad she knew. Though of course, she direly wish she had known what it was, so she wasn't there sitting, looking ridiculously stupid.
Devi turned a small glance at the passing girl, smiled as she sat down, but her eyes fell back to the boy.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:04:10 GMT -5
"Do you know who I am?" He said, a small smirk curled onto his lips as he said it.
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:08:49 GMT -5
Devi slowly bit her bottom lip. Now feeling completely stupid. "No, i am sorry" she sighed, looking at him. Why was it she didn't know his name. Possibly because he wasn't a football player or some sort like that. Why had she had to be so shallow, for so long.
Licking her lip, she looked away from him. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. Devi kept repeating over and over again in her head.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:11:03 GMT -5
"Well then," he got off his seat and strolled over to her, "The name's Damien Valmont. King of the Rebels." He gave her another smirk and took her hand, kissing it lightly.
"What brings you here tonight, Devi?"
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:15:06 GMT -5
Devi blushed softly. "It is nice to meet you Damien" she paused for a moment, then it was as if she had just melted as he kissed her hand. Who was the boy and why hadn't she meant him soon.
Looking down at her hand, then back up at Damien, and directly into his eyes. "Damn" she muttered softly, but out loud.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:18:15 GMT -5
"What?" Damien said with a small laugh.
"Never been swept off your feet by a rebel before?"
He smirked and said, "Think of it as Romeo and Juliette."
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:22:08 GMT -5
Devi smiled, with a soft pinkish blush.
"I've never been swept off my feet period." She told him. Wow, did she just admit to something like this? Of course she did, Damien was completely different then she had expected out of him.
Biting her bottom lip once more, Devi took enough smile sip of her drink, her eyes returning to his. "Romeo and Juliet" She smiled at the mere thought of something like that happening with her, falling in love.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:26:35 GMT -5
"Although..." Damien said with a sigh.
"Romeo and Juliette is a total lie and kids their age cannot love. Romeo must of been on drugs." He bit his lower lip in thought and then stopped.
"S-sorry for my rambling." He gave her a cheeky smile.
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Post by Devi Blake on Oct 8, 2006 22:29:14 GMT -5
"Its okay" Devi managed to speak out. She did not have a problem with him speaking what so ever, it was heaven if you asked her.
Smiling, she pushed the Romeo and Juliet thing out of her mind.
"Are you a senior? junior?" Devi asked out of curiosity, since she figured it would be nice to know a little more about this 'rebel'.
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Post by Damien Valmont on Oct 8, 2006 22:31:26 GMT -5
"Senior!" He said proudly.
"One more year and I'm out of here to go to Chicago! I have a younger sister that goes to school over there, and I want to be there when she graduates."
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