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Post by Kirsty Thomas on Sept 6, 2007 20:16:01 GMT -5
Kirsty decided to stay behind while they went on the search party. Annie however, went ahead, her eyes on Troy the whole time. Grinning, she bent down and grabbed all of her laundry. She planned on joining Acacia by the waters edge to wash laundry. All of it in a bag now, she walked from her little tent and towards Acacia.
But Scott was there. Frowning at his presence, she decided to wash her laundry alone. Taking it a few paces away from them, she dipped a shirt into the water. Acacia had a bucket. Kirsty had the ocean water. After she washed the shirt, she set it in a small container she had. The water in there was distilled, with no salt, so that the clothes wouldn't stiffen.
Humming a soft tune, she eventually began to sing a soft Spanish lullaby. Swaying to her song, she rubbed her pants in the water. A wave splashed up onto her, and she laughed. Putting her hair up, she continued.
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Post by Kelsi O'Riley on Sept 6, 2007 20:26:41 GMT -5
Kelsi sighed in relief when Troy entered the scene,"Ah, you're a lifesaver." He cut the rope down, and she crashed to the ground. She turned to him to thank him, but he was too busy flirting with Annie. She spoke up a little louder than necessary,"Yeah, thanks. I'm fine, no worries here." She rolled her eyes. They ignored her. Figures. The two walked off hand in hand, leaving Kelsi and Brandi.
Kelsi sighed again, this time out of annoyance. She pulled at the loop around her ankle, and it came off easily, leaving a red imprint around her ankle. As she stood, she winced. She had fallen weird on the same leg the food cart had fallen on during the crash. She shuddered out of the memory, picking up her belongings and following reluctantly behind Troy and Annie.
Kelsi bit her lip as she caught up with the three. She suddenly felt completely out of place. Like she should be at the outcast side of the caf--of the island. School all over again. She watched from a slight distance, not making a sound.
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Post by Antoinette Craven on Sept 6, 2007 20:29:09 GMT -5
Gorgeous, funny, nice, plays guitar, and he cared about her. He had given Antoinette his last bit of chocolate. The more time she spent with him, the more she felt complication. She was confused, yet she understood it all. That's what he did to her.
They finally reached Brad, and her was looking at some sort of safe. She felt Troy's hand slowly pull away from hers. He watched him talking to Brad, and then stand up. Her world moved in slow motion as he stripped away his sweaty shirt, revealing his bare chest. Antoinette felt her ming go numb.
She had to lean he back up against the closest tree. She slowly slid down to sit and half-watched the two boys trying to open the safe, and half of her mind went elsewhere.
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