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 Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 6:41 pm
"Hmmmm." She looked at her hand again. "Advanced arts. But thats my only class for the day." She smiled mischievously. "but I believe this holiday is much more important."
(Their private school is very laid back.)
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 6:55 pm
((clearly. xD))
"No way! I have advanced ceramics----same room, just divided by a glass wall." Luka said, grinning. "What could be more important than National Skip day? It's a religious holiday!" He grabbed her hand, leading her out and to the main building. "Our classes would be in the basement of this building, they're really big and dungeon like." Lukas tried to stuff away the giant grin that spread across his face as an idea popped into his mind. He turned to her, slowly, eyes sparkling with the thought of something fun.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 6:59 pm
Ariane looked at the mischievous smile, and something connected in her brain. Where had she seen his face before? "Whats that face for? You look like you have something up your sleeve."
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 7:09 pm
"Wanna go on an adventure?" Lukas said, grin growing larger. He had something he'd never done before in the past with her, maybe it would change something. "I know a small place in the town just over the border, about half an hour's walk from here---however, I've got a bike, if you trust me with your life. It's a lot of fun there." It was a small carnival, along with an old, old cabin that had been there since he had.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 12:24 pm
Ariane smiled, "Sure. I love adventures."
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 1:46 pm
"Excellent," Luka said with a less mischievous grin. He led Ariane to the parking lot, where his black and red bike sat in a shady corner. He handed her the helmet. After all, should he fall off and hit his head, he wouldn't die.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 1:57 pm
Ariane took the helmet. "Thanks." She put it on, but it was way to big. It covered up her eyes almost completely.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 2:09 pm
"Pssh, you don't need to see," Lukas said, before adjusting the helmet slightly so that it wasn't covering her eyes. For a mere second he stared into her eyes, but then quickly looked away, hiding his face with his bangs. That is -not- okay, Luka. She doesn't remember, you idiot. Luka thought, mentally kicking himself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 2:20 pm
Ariane smiled, he had beautiful eyes. They always have been. She looked around, thinking someone else was near. But she realized it was her own thoughts. Where had that come from? She didnt even know him.
"Ready to go?" She asked, trying to clear her mind.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 4:07 pm
"If she starts today, yes," He said, getting on the bike, gesturing for her to get on.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 5:22 pm
Ariane hopped on the bike. A thought crossed her mind. Why am I getting on this bike with a stranger? Am I going crazy? She smiled. It just felt.... right.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 5:39 pm
Luka grimaced as he attempted to turn the motorcycle on----with a shaky start, it roared to life. "A word of advice? Don't you dare let go." The last thing he wanted was for her to fall off and die, so soon after he'd met her again, and have to wait through another achingly slow seventeen years. Lukas pulled out of the parking lot, going faster as he neared the gate, and faster still as he passed security, the officer's 'hey wait' quickly being swallowed by the distance and the bike's noise.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 5:45 pm
Ariane laughed. "You know how much trouble were going to get in when we get back?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 6:00 pm
"Don't worry, they'll take it all out on me," Lukas said, with a grin, as he slowed to a stop in front of an old log house----the same that he'd first met her in, nearly 200 years ago. He hoped that somewhere, deep down, she would remember the small building, even though he knew the chances of it were slim.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 6:05 pm
Ariane hopped off the bike. "Wow." It looked like it had come straight out of a story. It was so amazing.
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