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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 16:30:03 GMT -5
"From? Like where were you before here?" She asked.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 16:34:36 GMT -5
"California," Jet answered back. "The cites, the stars, the beaches, hah. We had everything back there." Jet found his face half twitch. In truth, he wanted to go back, but since his dad had changed jobs, there wasn't much to be done on the subject no matter what Jet demanded.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 16:37:23 GMT -5
"You okay? I mean, i know, Back in Texas, there was everything i needed, but my mother sent me here.." She sighed and looked at him.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 16:41:10 GMT -5
"Pft, ya," Jet answered back. "I'm cool with it..Hey did you ride horses back in Texas?" he joked. "and why'd your mom send ya here?" Wondering why he was milady prying into business that he knew was more or less none of his real business, Jet finally pushed the thought to the back of his head and went on. Nothing to do when it was already stated aloud, and Jet wasn't about to suddenly change the subject matter. If Isabella wanted to explain then she would. That was the context of Jet's mind.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 16:45:48 GMT -5
She laughged at his joke. "I never rode horses, i took pictures of themm.." She smiled and thought about his question. She wasn't going to tell him she was moved here because she was raped by some dude she didn't even know. So she was thinking about what she was going to say.
Finally she opened her mouth to say something."Um, ya know, Get me away from all the freaking problems there.." She laughed and didn't go any feather. "So, why did you move here?" She asked.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 16:54:04 GMT -5
"Hah," Jet answered back. "Now cowgirl then." He gave somewhat of a shrug. "I moved here because my dad changed jobs, and apparently I'm not allowed to live on my own till I've got a job that'll keep me up and running." He half sighed but kept a somewhat pleasant featured face. A part of Jet was methodically glad that Isabella had stated something simple. He didn't want to have a can of worms open up or something of the like. There was already too much drama in the world as it was, and the blond haired man knew this.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 16:56:47 GMT -5
She smiled. "No, i can ride them though.." She laighed and looked at her hand then him. "Um, so i'll see you around? If you don't wanna be here.. I meann.." She let out a light breath and looked at the pourch.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 16:59:10 GMT -5
Jet blinked unsure of how to answer. "Well, I really wasn't doin' much of anything anyway," he said after a moment shrugging his shoulders. This was truth, but Jet had no idea where he was going with it. Taking a step forwards and then back again, Jet looked down the street again.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 17:01:10 GMT -5
"Oh.." She stood. "Um, you want to hang with me?" She asked looking down the street. "We can go like bowling or something.."
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 17:03:08 GMT -5
"Uh... sure," Jet answered back still unsure of what to say at all and finding words more of just a compliment of air space rather than actual words. "If it works with you. There's a bowling place around 'ere?" he asked.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 17:04:33 GMT -5
"Sweet.." She smiled and started to walk.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 17:07:29 GMT -5
Jet took a few steps and was soon walker about half a foot away. Putting his hands behind his head, Jet leaned back a bit as he walked. "I was starting to think that there was nothing to do in this town," he half laughed. "Guess I'm wrong."
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 17:12:40 GMT -5
She looked at him. "You mean something i don't know of?" She laughed. "Enlighten me?" She asked.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 17:16:29 GMT -5
"Not what I was meanin'," Jet answered back shaking his head. "I was just saying that I thought it was just a boring place." He looked up at the skyline and then down again.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:02:38 GMT -5
"And it's not?" She asked looked at him.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:07:37 GMT -5
Jet half shrugged. "Waitin' to find out," he answered back.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:09:54 GMT -5
"It will not be.." She smiled and as they got to the bowling alley she took his hand and ran into the bowling alley.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:14:27 GMT -5
Almost being dragged into the bowling alley, Jet started running as well and managed to keep up much easier with Isabella after a moment. Walking into the alley, Jet stared down the rows of lanes that were lined up from one end to the other. Realizing that he he had never really gone bowling before, Jet shrugged to himself and then looked back at Isabella for a moment before walking down the rows towards the shoe area. He had enough sense to know what he needed at least.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:16:43 GMT -5
She followed him. "Kay, Um, two please.." She said to the person. "That's 15.00$.. " The dude said.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:18:38 GMT -5
Jet rolled his shoulders and took out his pocketbook and paid before Isabelle could say anything else. Taking his assigned shoes with one hand, Jet put his wallet back in his pocket and turned to look down the lanes again. "Which lane?" he asked.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:23:21 GMT -5
Isa looked around, confused at what happened. "Um, seven.." She said.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:26:01 GMT -5
"K," Jet answered back starting over towards the lane that had a large seven above it. The late itself was already lined up, and as Jet sat behind the machine that calculated everything, he started plugging in numbers with ease. "Winner gets somethin'...." he said thinking to himself. "How about loser buys lunch?" he asked.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:30:38 GMT -5
"okay.." She smiled. "Your going dowwwn.." she whispered to herself.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:35:04 GMT -5
"Hah you wish," Jet answered back even though he knew perfectly well that he had never really bowled and he would probably lose anyways. Standing up and walking onto the lane with a thirteen pound ball, Jet moved forwards, released the ball, and watched as the ball smashed into all of the pins creating an instant strike. He smirked sharply back at Isabella. "You were saying?" he asked.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:38:25 GMT -5
"You haven't seen me bowl.." She smiled and got a ten pound ball. She throw it down the lane and got a perfect strike. She smirked to Jet. "Look at that.."
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:42:53 GMT -5
"Hah, looks like we're both gettin' lucky," Jethro answered back. "Let's just see how this game goes then." Watching the pins reset themselves, Jet moved forwards and bowled yet another ball. However, the ball itself curved and only took out a few of the pins. Raising his eyebrow, Jet looked back unsure of what to do for a moment. However, realizing that there were still three chances, Jet picked up another ball and managed to knock out all the pins this time. "Not as easy as it looks," Jet said aloud embracing this new challenge.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:44:14 GMT -5
"Yeeaaa." She said dragging out the word.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:46:47 GMT -5
After a few more rounds, Jet found himself slowly getting the hang of the game once more. He bowled strike after strik e with ease, and the game was nearly over by the time he began to feel the muscle in his fingers twitch. Hah tired? he thought to himself. Guess I'm not used to using my finger so much. Looking up at the board, Jet noticed for the first time that he was actually behind Isabella in points. "What the...." he said aloud.
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Post by Isabella Rose Swan on May 4, 2010 19:49:46 GMT -5
Isa smiled to him. "You see that? Your behind.." She said getting a ball. She bowled a strike.
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Post by Jethro Blackwater on May 4, 2010 19:51:38 GMT -5
"Damn..." Jet said aloud and then shook his head realizing that even if he bowled a strike, he wouldn't win. Sighing, he got up to the last bowl and moved the ball down the lane. It struck perfectly and striked, but Jet could only force himself to have smirk.
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