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Post by Mustapha on Feb 20, 2009 22:00:24 GMT -5
"Will they laugh?" Mustapha said, smiling nonetheless, quite pleased with Scaramouches approval of their friendship, she liked having friends, it was new and fun!
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Post by Scaramouche on Feb 21, 2009 17:22:41 GMT -5
" I don't know..." Scaramouche mumbled, looking down at the ground and scuffing it with the toe of her boot. She hoped they wouldn't laugh.
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Post by Ramona on Feb 21, 2009 17:43:31 GMT -5
"Course they won't laugh!" Alice said "Have you seen wot some of them are wearing? They have squaky black stuff. You look great." she suddenly sounded a bit like her sister. She gave Mustapha's arm another tug "C'moooon!"
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Post by Mustapha on Feb 21, 2009 18:16:40 GMT -5
Mustapha giggled, "Okay, just promise me you won't tear my arm from it's socket!!" She laughed, pulling her arm band back into place and letting the petit bohemian lead her out. She noticed Scaramiuche wasn't following.
"C'mon, mouche, it'll be okay..." She smiled as best as she could and slowly took Scaramouche's hand, wary for any head biting or sarcastic comment.
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Post by Scaramouche on Feb 21, 2009 18:47:41 GMT -5
Scaramouche glanced up at Mustapha and let out a small sigh, her breath hissing out from between her clenched teeth.
" All right." she mumbled before smirking slightly, a glint in her eyes. " But you're going out first."
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Post by Mustapha on Feb 21, 2009 22:16:07 GMT -5
"what?" Mustapha mumbled, but before she could protest, Alice yanked her out into the main room of the Heartbreak Hotel. "Oh dear..." tumbled out of her little pink lips before she blushed wildly at the sets of eyes staring at her. "Alice..." She hissed.
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Post by Scaramouche on Feb 22, 2009 12:38:33 GMT -5
Scaramouche smirked slightly as she watched Mustapha stand out in the middle of all the Bohemians with a wide eyed look on her face but she made sure that she stayed in the safe dim lighting of the dressing room, there was no way she was going out yet even through she caught sight of Galileo craning his neck around the others and staring nervously at the door to the dressing room as if he was trying to spot her.
The purple haired girl felt her face flush slightly even though she knew he couldn't see her and she fiddled with one of the studded bracelets on her wrist.
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Post by Mustapha on Feb 22, 2009 15:00:40 GMT -5
Mustapha couldn't take it any more, her cheeks felt like they were going to explode from blushing, "Thats it," She muttered bitterly. She stomped back and grabbed a pale hand and before a certain sarcastic friend could reply, mustapha flung her forward her one little flick of the wrist.
"How do you like it?!" Mustapha scowled, folding her arms and cocking her hip a little.
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Post by Scaramouche on Feb 22, 2009 15:09:33 GMT -5
" Hey, no!!"' Scaramouche cried when Mustapha suddenly grabbed her hand and flung her out into the middle of the Bohemians. She stood there for a few moments with her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes darted around nervously but it didn't look like anyone was going to laugh. They seemed to be staring in approval, Meat looked very pleased, Brit was grinning and she blushed slightly when she noticed Galileo's eyes travel up and down her body.
" Um.. tada." she mumbled bashfully, tugging on one of her hair bunchies.
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Post by Mustapha on Feb 23, 2009 0:00:07 GMT -5
Mustapha grinned, "bout time..." She mumbled to herself quietly, noticing Gaz's eyes and Scaramouche's blushing cheeks. She was naive, stupid sometimes and olbivious to a lot but that was as plain as pink.
She walked up and nudged Scaramouche, "toldya..." She mouthed, raising her eyebrows and smiling as sweet as she could manage.
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Post by Scaramouche on Feb 23, 2009 11:21:36 GMT -5
Scaramouche was staring at Galileo and biting her lip, and he was staring back. She didn't even hear Mustapha come up to her and barely felt the nudge the younger girl gave her. It wasn't until she fiantly heard Mustapha say something that she blinked and glanced down at the pink haired girl.
"Sorry...what?" she asked, still slightly out of it.
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Post by Mustapha on Feb 24, 2009 0:40:02 GMT -5
She did a exaggerated glance at Galileo and let her eyes roll noticably at Scaramouche, "I...Told... You...." She whispered with a mischevious smile. She waited a response, admittedly being afriad of what hell Scaramouche might enforce but willing enough to see that she was right.
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Post by Ramona on Feb 25, 2009 16:22:17 GMT -5
After pulling the pair of them out of the wardrobe room, Alice beamed at all the Bohemians gathered around the door. "Tada!" she said, before skipping forward and grabbing her sister's hand "Look Moana, they look like Bohemians now and they're really nice. Do you think Brit is right? That they can help? Huh?" she grinned up at her and Ramona smiled back "Yeah Ally, they look great!" she whispered "I hope Brit's right. From what I've heard, this Gaz bloke could be the dreamer. Sounds like one."
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Post by Meatloaf on Feb 26, 2009 10:45:23 GMT -5
Meat grinned as she walked up to Scaramouche and Mustapha, nugding the pink haired girl and throwing her arm around Scaramouche's shoulders.
" Yer both look great! Totally rock'n'roll!" she said, looking them over. "Great job Alice!" she called over to the little blond bohemian.
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Post by Mustapha on Feb 26, 2009 14:25:20 GMT -5
Mustapha grinned when Meat popped up next to her, she crokked a little finger and cupped a hand against Meat's ear. "Gaz is looking at Scaramouche funny and she' s blushing." She whispered quietly, giggling slightly.
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