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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] blazing through my beating heart , Today, well it had dragged out to be one of the slower days in her life. The nineteen year old, she had pulled a shift earlier and there wasn't that many people crossing her midst. That was what happened when the sun came out to play and people would rather be outside then inside shopping. It didn't bother her all too much, because she didn't have to play upon being out going. Aeropostal, well it was a decent place to work. She had been here sense she was about sixteen and a half, more part time back then then full time. Right now, she was one of the head associates at this place. She was flattered to work here, being that it was kind of very seclusive? The store, well she knew it wasn't the most flattering-or-inviting place for everyone. The store served a very small dynamic in more then one sense. Basically, the clothes were fitted to form the size of a person like here. Thinner...by no means was it what Sara represented, but the young woman was firm on keeping this job, because it paid decent and she needed the income. Her shift though was soon over, and with a bright smile and a goodbye to her manager she was out the door with her belongings. Normally, she would have called Adrian to see if he needed anything, but she'd do that a little later. The girl decided she needed some her time. No, they weren't fighting or anything but it was just one of those days where she felt kind of like she needed further excitement. Seeing as today was slow...The girl went outside and boarded one of the public transits or in other words the bus to the park. Her bag in clutch the whole entire time, because Miami, while it was beautiful it was known for its crime rate. "Have a good rest of your day." she said sweetly-yet-quietly to the woman driving the bus. The doors snapped shut with not a word back. It made her gasp a little and slightly shutter at how people could be so rude! Sometimes, Sara wondered why she even bothered talking. The time read about 5:15 now as she glanced down at her phone. She strolled down a little bit taking her sweater and laying it down before sitting down and looking off into the distance. Yes, this was her excitement..hopefully catching a pretty sunset. Though her phone had a different answer. She had to try and slightly be more daring. Scrolling through her phone it landed on one name. Her teeth drew quickly over her bottom lip and she decided it couldn't do no harm? The worst that could happen is him not showing up. She clicked new text message and sent this to Mister Logan Davenport. Man the blondes last name was even that of an intimidation, but she couldn't just back out now. Quickly before she let herself get to herself, she sent a text message that read. At the park and its been awhile sense I've seen your face. If its not too much trouble, I was wondering if it could pay me company? When she read it over she groaned and fell backwards. That sounded completely desperate. She felt like she was back in high school, freshmen year...a crush on someone, and trying to get their attention weekly over a text message. She should just rule that all out now. He was famous for crying out loud and just a friend. She was just a friend. She sat up and looked forward towards the sun and squinted. "Daring, but it doesn't sound like you at all.." she whispered and she moved her phone into her bag swiftly. She had to resist the urge to text him again and explain herself. She was over analyzing like she often did, but she couldn't help herself. 659, words for tony. (outfit), hope this works

[logan james davenport]

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telling his manager and the record producer that he's gonna take a little break. as naive as they are, they actually believe his little white lie. maybe logan should've told him that he got other plans or say that he's gonna go meet up with a friend rather than telling a lie, but he knew if he told the truth that they wouldn't let him. they would've let him go once they're done with the recording sessions. oh well. luckily, he wasn't that far away from the park. once he arrived at the exact time that he said he'll be, the boy looked around the park to see where sara could possibly be at. after searching and searching for about thirty secords, he finally found her. she was sitting down on a bench and just looking around, probably waiting for logan to arrive or so that's what he thinks she's doing. a small smile appear on the boy's face once again the second he saw sara sitting there. licking his dry lips, walking over toward the girl. sitting down on the other edge of the bench next to her, hoping she doesn't mind him there. "hey you." logan said through his irish accent. "so, what brings you here to the park? and why did you wanted me to come?" the boy asked, looking over at sara with a little confused look on his face. he had to asked why because she normally doesn't asked him to company her. so, when he received the text message, it caught logan off guard as his mind was filled with a thousand questions that needs to be answer. he's feeling happy, but confused that she wants him to come by.

sara (janet), 611 words, outfit, it'll get better soon :3

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[sara hope lima]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] blazing through my beating heart , Everyone, well tended to have jobs and work to do. The brunette being no stranger and neither was her family. They worked hard for everything they owned. Though for today, she was glad that work was over and done with. She had put in a good eight hours of her time like most other hard working individuals through out the country! Eight to five, eight to five..those were normal hours! She was really actually kind of proud of the job she had, but it wasn't a forever thing. One day she aspired to work with fashion. That was her bigger dream, well beyond the mall. She wanted to make it come to life. The how part wasn't exactly established yet. The nineteen year old sat there feeling like a fool for being daring merely because now she was super nervous. Overthinking...That is when her phone beemed to life again and she smiled reading over the text. He was coming! Then what? She really didn't have no actual plan...she was just making and odd efford. Heck, she didn't even know he was in town right now. Okay, she might have, but there was an off chance he wasn't. Had she known he was working she would have let him be though. Work made people's world go round. Everyone needed to work. What he did was intimidating, but he was really rather an interesting person to surround yourself with. Clock work, and like clock work he was prompt. She figured one had to be in order to work in the industry like he did. It didn't give you too clean of a rep anywhere if you were late! Her heart always seemed like it was trying to leap out of her chest but then again it was a nerves thing. It happened whenever she was nervous. "Hey." she said flashing a smile back in his direction! She always admired that accent of his. He flattered it so well. She glanced over at his attire and a brow perked up. "Quite the look you have going on today." it screamed businessy, merely because it kind of was! The boy did dress nice, because well his line of work and he had a good fashion sense, but she couldn't help but comment. First she answered his question with a slight blush on her face. "I wanted you here, because its been awhile sense we hung about and your good company." she took her lip between her teeth again and glanced down at the grass beneath their feet. "You were working weren't you?" she asked coming to terms with that fact by his attire. Or maybe he was going out with some friends? She really didn't understand as to why he was here if he was busy..she could have took a rain check, but here he was. She was glad he did come, but hoped she wasn't causing trouble. She glanced back up at the happy and confused face on the bark bench with her. "I was going for daring..I really have nothing planned if you have something to do." she said and smiled brightly at him. "I just thought we could enjoy the park or something?" she was to timid to really know what else to do. Yes, she was nineteen years old and she had a boy at her becking call and she was tripping over broken up plans. She hoped it wouldn't anger him and that it would fall together nicely, after all he had came just because she asked. The thought of that kind of gave her goose bumps? Who did that, besides her cousin? The company not the goose bumps. 628, words for tony. (outfit), hope this works

[logan james davenport]

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when he received that text message, the boy couldn't be any happier. it gives him a reason to escaped from the studio and take a little break away from work and everything surrounding it. all he wants is for couple minutes to catch his breath and to relax, but the record label doesn't want that. once he arrived to the park, logan couldn't help but feel little nervous about seeing sara. it's been a while since the last time they hung out. he was beginning to miss hanging out with her. it never happened before during the last time they hung out but guess now is little different. there's something about her that grab his attention and doesn't know what that actually is. maybe it's because she allows him to be himself whenever they hang out or she's an easy person to talk to about normal teenager stuff. sitting down next to sara, looking down at the outfit that he was currently wearing. he look up at her with a raised eyebrow and let out a small laugh. he didn't know there was a problem with that he was wearing. "what's wrong with what i'm wearing?" he asked, teasing around with the girl. he wasn't trying to impress or whatever she was thinking about his outfit. this is what he normally wears in and out of work. "awwh. so, you missed me." logan joked, grinning. "actually, yeah i was. well, sorta. the record producer wanted me to record couple songs for the album i'm currently working on." he told her, licking his dry lips. staring down at the floor for a moment or two before looking back up.

"thanks for your little text message that you send, it helped me escaped. i've been dying of boredom inside the studio. so thanks." he continued, gently placing his hand on top of hers that lasted for couple seconds before removing it. avoiding eye contact as he didn't want to see her reaction. looking around the park, seeing little kids having fun on the playground which caused a small grin to appear on the boy's face. then heard sara saying something that caused the smile to go away. looks over at the girl, listening to what she was telling him that caused him to laugh once more. gently biting his lower lip while looking down at the ground, thinking about what they should do today but sadly nothing came into mind. he was hoping she would have something in mind for what they should do. that's the whole reason why she invited him to the park right? "well, we could go on the swings or maybe take a nice walk around the park. whatever you want to do is fine with me." he paused, licking his lips once more. "i mean, here i thought you already had something planned for us. i thought that was the whole point why you invited me."

sara (janet), 769 words, outfit, it'll get better soon :3

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[sara hope lima]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] blazing through my beating heart , the work day had gone by fairly quickly, but she was aware the next shift would have been more of a strain. the nineteen year old, well she was just glad it all could be over. now, she was doing something she hadn't done in awhile! she was going to hang out with logan davenport! she was going to be daring, but how was that daring? she had done it before! the brunette, well she was nervous, because at the same time something about that boy made her skin crawl, but not in a bad way. that would be a rarity and she'd never tell him that, because she'd be too nervous to be around him as a whole. she didn't know how to define in...overwhelming but in a good way. he had been on more of a persuit when it came to her, and they had become decent friends. she couldn't imagine why he'd want to be friends with her, but at the same time she liked knowing he was down enough to earth where he could be friends with a sales associate in some department store. what he did was magical though or what she had heart? she had only heard some of his work, but she knew that he was working on some more and he'd be out pry touring soon enough, so that would be exciting for him. traveling and making his music and passion known up and beyond. the blonde, well he was here soon enough, because she felt him sit down and instantly she was red when he asked what was wrong with his outfit. "no, no, i'm not trying to insult youll" she said biting her lip and looking at the ground and then back up at him and reached forward and lightly touched his jacket. "you look really nice." she complimented and smiled. she felt so dumb in the sense for bringing it up and making him feel bad. she nodded a little when she mentioned being missed. "yeah, i did." she said being serious about it as he joked. "its not everyday that i get to see you, and you've been missing in action, so i figured it couldn't hurt." then he said something about him missing out on recording time. "logan, doesn't that cost like a lot of money?" she asked tilting her head to the side. "i wasn't trying to make you leave work..." she said and sighed. "trouble your such trouble.." she joked and grinned over at him. "escape? you weren't having fun?" she asked in wonder. wasn't it supposed to be fun? "well your welcome!" she said with a small laugh shaking her head. now she felt super bad for not having a plan. this was her plan! when his hand moved directly on top of hers she glanced down at their hands and then he quickly removed his hand off of hers. she felt her stomach swarm up with butterflies. he was so confusing. swallowing the lump in her throat she didn't know how to address it but apparently he was nervous too because he was looking away. no she just.."were you trying to hold my hand?" she asked quietly in disbelief. the kids playing, well they were cute, but she was inside her head trying to tell herself that that was a valid question. it was a stupid question! why would he want to do that? logan, was logan. he suggested a few things and she felt bad when he said he figured she had something in mind. "no, no i'll think of something, i'm sorry i wasn't trying to waste your time i just saw the time and new the sun was about to set and...its the nicest time of the day it was pry silly!" she was talking too much. she always talked too much. she shut her eyes and turned away for a moment knowing he was going to laugh at her and find her strange. "or i can steal your idea, because the walk doesn't seem so bad now." she felt like a fool she didn't want to sit still now. "then maybe we could go do something adventurous..." like what though? she'd have to change if it was something beyond the parkl "like dancing..or i don't know i was trying to be daring it started with a text." she said and blushed. 760, words for tony. (outfit), hope this works

[logan james davenport]

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400px; font-family: arial; padding-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase; border-bottom: 5px solid #47545E; font-size:10px; padding-top: 5px; color:#000; text-align:justify; line-height:120%;]Tilting his head bit to the side as his eyes were focusing on the girl who began to turn little red on the face which caused a smile to appear on Logan’s face. He didn't care what she thought about his outfit; he never cared what people thought, so why should he care now? Shaking his head once after he heard her apologizing for something that she said earlier about what he was wearing. “It’s fine. You don’t need to apologize.” The boy said, giving her a friendly little grin. He then notices Sara leaning her hand forward as she lightly touched his black leather jacket, looking down at where she touched. “Um, thanks.” He added. That same grin he had earlier slowly went away from his face when he heard from Sara’s tone that she was being serious about her missing him. “Ohh.” He didn’t know. He didn’t know she actually missed him, thought she was probably messing around with him. Guess he was wrong. That’s probably the first thing he ever heard someone said to him and hearing it from her means a lot. Maybe he missed her too, but doesn’t know the right words to say it or how to express it. He’s never good with showing his feelings, so he shows it through a song instead. “Well, if you want… I’ll try to cut my working hours, so you could see me more… and I missed you too.”

“Yeah it does cost lot of money, but it doesn’t matter. You’re worth it.” The boy said, taking a little pause. Afterwards, he shook his head as a no to answer her question. “Nope, not really. I wasn't really doing anything except just sitting around and waiting for the record producers to come up with an idea for the album.” He added with a shrug. He’s relief to have received the text message from Sara. Otherwise, he probably still would’ve been stuck inside the studio and bored out of his mind at the moment. Once he touch her soft hand, he just look down at their hands touching. Mostly because he didn’t want to make eye contact with her and see what her reaction would be about it. So, he figured it would be better if he removed it before she would say anything but he was too late. Looking up from the ground when he heard her asking him something about the little incident that involved his hand touching hers seconds ago, chewing his lower lip as he was trying to think of a good lie that she would believe. Sadly, he couldn’t think of anything. Why did he do that? “What? No… actually, yeah I kind of was. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” Logan felt little embarrassed about that small stunt he was trying to pull. Can you blame the kid though? He’s not his fault he suddenly finds Sara attractive and wanted to do something little extreme like trying to hold his friend’s hand for comfort.

“You really need to stop apologizing. It’s getting sort of annoying… but i mean it in a good way though.” He added, teasing once again. He doesn’t like hearing her saying sorry for something that she didn’t do or caused. He wanted to leave the record studio and he wanted to come over here to the park and thinks of something to do; even though she had nothing planned for them. He doesn’t mind coming up with an activity for them to do at the park. Listening to Sara talked made another smile appear on the boy’s face as he was hearing couple daring ideas they should do. Wonder what caused her for wanting to do something adventurous and daring since she’s more timid and outgoing, but not the kind who wants to do something crazy. So, hearing her talk about wanting to do something adventurous caught him off guard. Yet, he’s happy to see her wanting to do something new today. Hearing couple of her small ideas sounds perfect, but not something he’s into or his type of scene. “Orr how about we have ourselves a water balloon fight? It’s something daring, but yet adventurous. Plus, it’s a good way to beat the heat. That is if you’re up for the challenge though.”

sara (janet), 750 words, outfit, ramble post. sorry XD

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] blazing through my beating heart , : 5px; color:#000; text-align:justify; line-height:120%;]The urge to say sorry even when people told her not to apologize was kind of thick. She just couldn't help it. It was a heavy part of her vocab! The nineteen year old, wel she was very over cautious of peoples feelings for the most part and she didn't want to upset anyone! "Its just a habit.." she said and bit the inside of her cheek so she didn't say sorry. It wasn't like overwhelming to where she wouldn't survive if she didn't say it, but she just had to watch herself. She laughed a little at his oh, because he seemed so puzzled. Was he not use to being missed? "Oh?" she asked this time tilting her head. She wasn't mocking him or anything, but at the same time the nineteen year old, well she couldn't help but be curious and ask? "I work too..its kind of life, but don't be a stranger?" she offered up in turn. His work was pretty demanding, but then generally everyone else's work was the same way but in a different fashion. She blushed again a tad when he said he missed her as well. "Maybe, I can come see what you do sometime though?" she asked kind of curious about it all. Maybe, it wasn't the nicest thing, but she was interested in his music. "Unless there is some sort of policy where the public can't get a sneak preview.." she said and shrugged. She was sure he pry knew where she worked, but then she wasn't overly positive because his taste and fashion was mire dressy? Sara was kind of enticed by his words. She was worth it? That was...heavy. She drew her teeth between her lips and kept eye contact, because it was appropriate when being spoken to? "Like a cover? Title? You're not coming up with that yourself?" she asked raising a brow. She had no idea how the music world worked, but she would have assumed he would have put his touch on it and own spin. It was what made that person unique, no? Logan seemed like the type of guy that could be demanding enough to get his way with that kind of thing. She couldn't wait to hear it all and see it when it came out. Of course, buy it as well, because she had to show support! The boy wasn't looking at her. Had she messed up by not holding his hand? It wasn't like she hadn't held hands with a friend before that was a guy, but his nerves seemed so...awkward? "Whoa, Logan relax..." she said as he stuttered out. Usually it was the other way around. "It was just a question." she said a smile crossing her face. What was hidden behind it was curiousity though..he had never tried to hold her hand before. What was going on? Her hand slowly and timidly went to his. Her heart racing at this as she held her hand open. "There's nothing wrong with friends holding hands.." she said because she was pretty sure it was all she was to him? A friend. "Its a bad habit.." she offerred up again and looked at the ground taking it kind of serious even though he was teasing. "I'm just..I guess I'm afraid of hurting someone's feelings?" she said and shrugged her shoulders up a little bit. Now, she was a bundle full of nerves with everything that was going on, but she hoped she concealed it well. Being daring wasn't her and it landed her in what seemed to be a hot seat, but as she looked up to see that smile she secretly melted and figured it was all worth it. "That sounds fun actually, but you're kind of...in work clothes." she teased pointing that out. she was well...her shirt was nice, but she could manage to put her sweatshirt over it and it could be a lot of fun. "And we don't exactly have balloons.." she said trailing off. She didn't realize how negative she was sounding. She liked the idea she wasn't trying to tear it down. "It sounds like it could be fun though.." she said perking up a little with her words. She wondered how exactly this would go down...pry with her losing, but she wasn't a poor sport so that'd be alright and the water would pry feel nice? 775, words for tony. (outfit), oh hush:p