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Post by Milo on Jul 17, 2008 20:16:36 GMT -5
Thougroughly engrossed in his observation of the girl, Milo was yet again caught by surprise when a boy walked past him and asked the injured girl if she needed any help. Feeling compelled to share his observations with the boy, he walked over and in a voice only slightly louder than a whisper he informed the boy of the girl's predicament. "she's hurt... 'an she's not from heah I don't think"
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Post by snitch on Jul 17, 2008 20:48:34 GMT -5
"she's hurt... 'an she's not from heah I don't think"
Snitch saw the little boy walk over to him, and looked up from the girl. "Yeah I don't think i've ever seen her around before" said snitch, but whispering it.
"Where you from girl"? said Snitch looking the girl straight in the eye.
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Post by moonlight on Jul 17, 2008 21:46:48 GMT -5
Pockets was still cleaning her face when a boy came up to her.
"Do you need any help"
He held out a towel for her. She took it and said, "Oh thank you. I just got in a fight." She started dabbing again.
"Where you from girl?" She heard the boy ask.
She looked him in the eye, and noticed he had big brown eyes. Pockets loved brown eyes. She snapped out of her trance. "Oh, I'm sorry. I am from Queens, but I got in a fight with this girl Lucky from Brooklyn. But I got her pretty good as well."
She looked away from those beautiful eyes and saw a little boy who was staring at her. "Hi, I'm Pockets, who're you guys?" She spit in her hand and held it out to the little boy.
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Post by Milo on Jul 17, 2008 22:09:59 GMT -5
Reciprocating Pockets' gesture, Milo spat in his hand and shook hands with her. In response to her question he muttered "Milo" in the same quiet voice that he had used earlier.
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Post by moonlight on Jul 17, 2008 22:14:21 GMT -5
"Milo" The little boy said.
After he spit shook with her, she said "It's nice to meet you Milo." She sat back up and looked at this other boy, who looked around her age.
"And you are?" She spit in her hand again and held it out. Boy, I really love those big brown eyes, Pockets thought.
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Post by snitch on Jul 17, 2008 22:17:14 GMT -5
"Hi, I'm Pockets, who're you guys?"
Snitch was so caught up in the girl's eyes that he didn't hear Milo say his name. When he felt a light elbow hit his body, he snapped out.." Oh and i'm Snitch", snitch never really liked a girl, he actually never liked a girl in his whole life, unless you would be counting a dog.
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Post by moonlight on Jul 17, 2008 22:20:52 GMT -5
Pockets noticed the boy was a little tense. But, she waited for him.
" Oh and i'm Snitch"
She smiled at him. "Snitch huh? Well, it's nice to meet you'se. Now, I have to get myself cleaned up. How are you guys in Manhattan? I haven't been here in a while."
She looked into the boys brown eyes again, then started dabbing her cheek where Lucky got a good punch. She winced. Wow, I haven't liked a boy in a while, Pockets thought.
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Post by Milo on Jul 17, 2008 22:34:34 GMT -5
"we're okay" replied Milo quietly, completely oblivious to the fact that the question was likely directed at snitch. 'grown ups are so weird' he thought, looking at the two older kids stare at each other's eyes ' I hope I'm nevah dat weird'
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Post by moonlight on Jul 17, 2008 23:16:18 GMT -5
"we're okay"
"Oh, that's good. I guess Queens is doin' pretty good as well." Pockets answered, totally distracted by Snitch.
She then kind of snapped out of it, and looked at the ground blushing. She looked at Milo and said "So, Milo, how old are you?"
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Post by snitch on Jul 17, 2008 23:16:33 GMT -5
Snitch looked away from those blue eyes,he didn't want pockets to think that he like her, "She probably has a boyfriend, like mush, or jack, or spot, they always get all of the pretty girls" thought Snitch
Snitch herd Pockets wince, "Are you ok" said snitch sound concerned, and putting his hand on her shoulder.
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Post by moonlight on Jul 17, 2008 23:24:30 GMT -5
"Are you ok"
She looked up at Snitch, and his hand was on her shoulder. Pockets looked into his brown eyes again, totally lost in them.
"Oh, yes sorry, I am fine. Thank you for being so concoined though. I just got in a fight with a girl." She smiled at him.
God, what am I doing? He would never like me, he is probably hitting it off with someone anyway...Pockets thought.
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Post by snitch on Jul 17, 2008 23:29:56 GMT -5
"Oh, yes sorry, I am fine. Thank you for being so concoined though. I just got in a fight with a girl."
Snitch nodded his head, while looking into those blue eyes of hers, he was totally lost in her eyes that he couldn't even talk.
Man am i stupid! I kind of like a girl and i cant even talk to her. She probably thinks i am some stupid freak who doesn't even talk.....thought Snitch
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Post by Milo on Jul 17, 2008 23:33:48 GMT -5
Both confused as to when he was supposed to awnser Pocket's question and eager to further observe her interaction with Snitch, Milo waited for awhile before blurting out his response in his quiet voice "seven" he replied, interrupting their interaction "I'm seven"
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Post by moonlight on Jul 17, 2008 23:35:29 GMT -5
"seven"
She smiled at Milo. "That is good. I'm sixteen actually."
Pockets decided to do what was very hard for her, and she looked back at Snitch's eyes.
When he nodded at her answer, she just smiled. Pockets thought it was very cute how he couldn't talk.
"So, Snitch, how old are you?"
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Post by snitch on Jul 17, 2008 23:42:18 GMT -5
"So, Snitch, how old are you?"
"Oh, i'm sixteen" said Snitch.
Pockets caught snitch staring at her, when pockets looked at Snitch, Snitch looked away and blushed, then he gave a smile.
Why was it so easy for Spot to talk to girl?!....thought Snitch.
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Thanks Jim!