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Post by Brishty; Finn/Rhys/Gabe on Aug 1, 2008 2:28:44 GMT -5
"Thanks Uncle Ryan." James Ryan quipped as she got out of her uncle's car. "No problem Blu, just try not to blind them." Ryan joked. James Ryan rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, pulling her bag out and walking to the sand. She wore a pair of boy shorts and a tankini,her feet bare. She was new to the Beaches of California and looked forward to everything there.
She stuck her headphones in her ears and turned on her cd player. She couldn't really afford an i-pod, but good old Lester got the job done. She sung along with Chris Brown's Forever as she laid a towel out and sat down, pulling out the pail and shovel she'd brought with her to make the best sand castle ever. Well for her anyway. She was about halfway through the song before she realized, not only was she horrible at singing, but people were staring. "Okay, so no more singing, stick to bass." She said, her english accent thick.
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Post by {Allison} Alaska on Aug 1, 2008 17:43:05 GMT -5
Bridget was just about asleep on the beach, when she heard someone singing. She cracked open an eye and saw a girl looking pretty embarrassed. Bridget sat up, and since the girl was practically next to her, Bridget said "Hi, I'm Bridget." Bridget pulled her curly locks into a side ponytail, and pulled out her sunscreen from her bag. She figured that is she didn't put sunscreen on soon, she would be as red as a tomato by tomorrow.
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Post by Brishty; Finn/Rhys/Gabe on Aug 1, 2008 18:36:21 GMT -5
James Ryan looked up at the voice and smiled. "I'm James Ryan." She said. People often didn't believe her when she said that was her name, but honestly, James Ryan loved her name. She looked at Bridget, her bottle of sunscreen reminded JR of her own. She reached in her bag for it and quickly slathered the white lotion over her body, wiggling out of the boy shorts, revealing her white chicken legs. She quickly applied the sunscreen on her legs and looked at Bridget. "It's weird living in a place with this much sun and actual beaches."
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Post by {Allison} Alaska on Aug 1, 2008 19:30:02 GMT -5
"I know. I'm from Nashville, and it wasn't as sunny there. Oh, and cool name." Bridget thought it was a bit weird for a girl to have a guy's name, but whatever. Taking a sip of her water, she glanced at the cute surfer boys in the ocean. "But the greatest thing about living here are the cute boys," Bridget said, motioning towards the surfers, with a smile.
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Post by Brishty; Finn/Rhys/Gabe on Aug 1, 2008 21:00:26 GMT -5
"Nashville, if I'm not mistaken is better known for sunshine than London is actually, but yeah, I might actually get a tan." James Ryan joked. She pulled her white blonde hair into half ponytail and leaned back, looking at the surf. "Ooh I totally Need to learn to surf." She decided, watching them. "Do you surf?"
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Post by {Allison} Alaska on Aug 1, 2008 21:07:38 GMT -5
"London? I've always wanted to go there," Bridget commented. "I can surf, just very badly. I need to take lessons, but as long as I'm not drowning, I'll just continue surfing in my horrible way," Bridget said with a small smile. The hot sun was shining brightly, and Bridget put on her over-sized sunglasses, and took another sip of her water.
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Post by Brishty; Finn/Rhys/Gabe on Aug 2, 2008 0:37:49 GMT -5
"It's not as great as people think, once you've been there... everyday for sixteen years... hmm..." James Ryan Made a face. " I'll get my brother to teach me. I think at least one of them can surf. Probably Jeremiah now that I think about it." She muttered to herself. She looked at Bridget and thingyed her head to the side. She had the same sunglasses... at home... on her bed... a lot of good they did her there.
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