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Post by xalex on Aug 4, 2009 21:28:42 GMT -5
He said, "It's okay..I can just dry it off.." He was pretty shocked when she said her full name. He replied, "Well.. then I am Alexander Matthew Stevens.." He remembered where that house was. He went on the freeway and the song changed to Beautiful Girls by Sean Kingston..
He giggled and he saw the exit for Oak Street. He turned to the right on the intersection and said, "It's this way right?" He drove to the left and he saw it was 2700. He looked to the left and right and it was 2734. He said, "This is your house.." He went outside and opened the door for Carwen's seat and he said, "I will say hi to your mom..She probably wants to see who she was with."
He walked to the door and rang the door bell.
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` status;; done
` word count;; 140
` tag;; Carwen
` outfit;; same
` lyrics;; for good- wicked: the musical
` comments;; greeting parents isn't fun?right? 
` credit;; goes to ASHLYNN of CAUTION 2.0 <3
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Aug 4, 2009 21:58:00 GMT -5
Carwen smiled as she learned Alex’s full name and responded, “What a chivalrous name.”
She smiled more and laughed softly as they went onto the freeway. She didn’t know why, but she did. The way the world just rolled by them and she looked out at the world. She watched as they began to exit and she smiled at the rain that fell to the ground. She stared at the way the rain hit the car and looked over at him. “Yeah, that’s the right way,” she replied softly and smiled warmly.
She looked at the house and nodded. “Yep this is m-…you want to meet my mother?” she inquired looking up at him.
She quickly moved to follow him, commenting, “Alex, I need my stuff.”
Carwen flushed as he rang the doorbell and her mother opened the door. “Sweetie! You-…who is this?” the brown-haired woman asked.
Her eyes were exactly like Carwen’s, only older and wiser. The woman was also taller and thinner, if possible, and Carwen looked down slightly. “Mom, this is Alexander Stevens, Alex, this is my mother, Jane Lewis,” she introduced.
The look Carwen’s mother was sending Alex might have rivaled staring down the barrels of Ironhide’s canons. Carwen sighed softly and looked at her mom. “Mom, he’s been a perfect gentleman,” she pleaded, though Jane’s look did not change.
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Post by xalex on Aug 5, 2009 12:43:54 GMT -5
He smiled lightly and scratched his head. Chivalrous name.. that's a first.. He replied, "Yep.. I have to greet her you know.." He stated, "Nice to meet you.." He had his right arm covered because that was his cannon. He decided to shake hands with Jane Lewis, Carwen's mom.
He said, "So, Jane.. sorry for coming too late..We just lost the track of time while having fun.." He said to Carwen, "It was fun.." He whispered to her and said, "Where's your phone... so I can put my number in it?"
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` status;; done
` word count;; 93
` tag;; Carwen
` outfit;; same
` lyrics;; for good- wicked: the musical
` comments;; greeting parents isn't fun?right?
` credit;; goes to ASHLYNN of CAUTION 2.0 <3
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Aug 5, 2009 16:49:24 GMT -5
Carwen blinked in surprise as Jane took Alex's hand in a firm shake and released. She looked amazed that her mother had been so quick to shake his hand and she shook her head a little before her mother turned to her. "What if you were laying dead in a ditch somewhere?" she asked suddenly and Carwen let out a soft sigh.
"I'm sorry Mom," Carwen answered and looked over at Alex, about to ask him about her stuff in his trunk when he whispered in her ear.
She flushed lightly, earning an eyebrow raise from Jane, and Carwen answered, "I had fun too."
At the question about the phone, she gave him a look. She almost retorted too quickly, though managed to curb her tounge. "I think the aliens abducted it over half the time, but for now it is in your trunk...with the rest of my stuff," she responded softly, with a small smile.
Jane's eyebrow raised, but she gently took Carwen's shoulder. "Inside. You need to get dry and warm. Start with the dry part. I would rather not have you get phnemonia again after rushing around in the rain," Jane interupted and urged Carwen inside.
"Good night Alex. My phone is in my bag, front left pocket," she answered before Jane finished pushing her into the house.
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Post by xalex on Aug 5, 2009 20:55:08 GMT -5
He smiled lightly and he walked back into the rain and he opened the trunk. He found her stuff and picked it up. He closed the trunk and ran back. He put his number into her phone. He got the phone and called him. He got hers. He texted her, "Hey.. by the way I am a techno organic.. and good night.." He went back into the car and drove back home. He missed her already and he knew that Jane was being overprotective was a good thing.
He never knew that feeling because his dad let him have some freedom. Maybe because he was a guy. He texted her again and said, "Yeah..Ironhide is my pap.." He drove safely home and opened his garage. He got his stuff out and his clothes were wet. He went upstairs to turn up the heater and change clothes. He smiled and he called Jake. No answer.
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` status;; done
` word count;; 152
` tag;; Carwen
` outfit;; same
` lyrics;; for good- wicked: the musical
` comments;; greeting parents isn't fun?right?
` credit;; goes to ASHLYNN of CAUTION 2.0 <3
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Post by Carwen Lewis on Aug 5, 2009 21:10:20 GMT -5
Jane took the bag and put it in her daughter's room, making sure that the hair dryer was going and she aided her daughter in getting dried off. Not because she didn't trust her daughter, but because even the slight dampness before going to bed and it would require an emergency call. "Who was that boy?" Jane asked.
Carwen sighed softly as the thick towel was rubbed along her shoulders. "I met him on the beach. You were the one who wanted me to make friends," the red-head responded quietly.
Jane sighed and made sure that the hair dryer was still going across Carwen's hair, she turned up the heat and got the girl into the flanel p.j.s, despit it being summer. "MOM!" she exclaimed, trying to get rid of the fussing.
"You can home wet! Sorry if I don't want you getting phnemonia again. Here is your cell. Good night sweetie," Jane responded and Carwen wished her good night.
Flipping open her phone, she read the text, then reread. She blinked and replied with 'Good night Alex. Sleep well.'[/b] while thinking, 'What's a Techno-Organic?'
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