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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 11:14:09 GMT -5
Adriana stepped onto the beach, carrying the small beachbag over her shoulder. She had no idea when Bryce was meeting his friends here, so she decided to come a bit earlier to play a few games with some friends.
Angelo stepped beside her, he thought he looked good beside his sister, almost a perfect match. Just walking beside her he felt important. Spotting a few guys and girls by the volleyball net he steered his sister in that direction.
Adriana picked up the ball, kicking off her sandals. Girls against guys?
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 18:44:13 GMT -5
Bryce walked along the beach, looking throguh the darkened lenses of his Ray-Bans. The sand was warm on his bare feet and the slight breeze was perfect for this time of year. Sighing he glanced across the beach to the vollyball net where he saw her. Smling he redirected his course, heading toward her. You against Myself? Perfect. He spoke softly as he stood behind her.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 18:57:24 GMT -5
Adriana turned to see Bryce exactly behind her. She grinned, happy to have picked the perfect time to come. I couldn't so that... She replied, biting her lower lip to keep from laughing.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 19:06:04 GMT -5
He smirked, moving to the other side of the net, Let's play.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 21:05:26 GMT -5
She grinned, serving the ball. It flew somewhat high, far enough wehere he'd be forced to step back to get it.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 29, 2006 14:29:51 GMT -5
He took a step back, watching the ballt he whole time efore hitting it lightly, causing it to go just over the net.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 29, 2006 14:47:06 GMT -5
Her thin figure moved sharply toward the ball, skilled hands moving to bump it a moderate speed. Eyes traveled with it, watching it dive toward the side, yet it was still in play.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 29, 2006 14:50:12 GMT -5
He qicikly dove for the ball but he came up just short, the ball landing a few inches in front of him, right inside the boundary. He cursed under his breath and got up, dusting himself off, Not bad for a girl.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 29, 2006 14:55:06 GMT -5
She smiled, biting a fingernail for a moment. I guess not.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 29, 2006 14:57:47 GMT -5
He handed the ball back to the owners and glanced over at her, Come with me I want to show you something.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 29, 2006 15:03:28 GMT -5
She jogged after him, picking up her beach bag before slowing to a walk.
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