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Post by Miss Knightley on Aug 5, 2004 10:23:31 GMT -5
yeah yeah! Go go!
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Post by Loreley on Aug 5, 2004 11:54:04 GMT -5
go ahead. I'd be pleased.
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Post by Reens on Aug 5, 2004 21:37:08 GMT -5
Lady Di, please forgive me, for I have sinned. Hari, I miss you. Aims, you know you need to give me some dirty details so I can pull your leg too! -------------- SerenaTicket to Caribbean ------------------- > $900 Travel Bag ------------------------------ > $ 56 Comedy that my BnK buddies were capable of enactin -------------------------------------------- > Priceless And I knew it was not going to be a regular vacation after the way events unfolded right at the airport. No- this vacation was going to surpass my wildest imaginations and I could hardly wait as all four of us made our way to the pool. We were having too much fun chatting around to really care to swim, instead, we just sat around in the Jacuzzi talking about nonsensical crap that if heard by normal people we would surely acquire the certificate to fit in the empty frame our parents lovingly kept in high hopes or should we call it wishful thinking? After fifteen minutes of discussion over the word “chuffed.” Having an attention span of a fly I stirred my head as well the conversation. “Whoa! me wants some o’ that,” I said with a smirk arching a brow comically. “Let it be known, I have no tact.” Hari followed my gaze to find the chiseled to perfection model like creature who was tanning himself slyly oblivious of the reaction he initiated. “He is hot.” She said casually. "Youch," I think I said it out loud because he actually turned around and smirked at us before going back to his tanning ritual. “Renee!” Di taunted coyly at my hyper active ever-continual blasphemy. I knew she was a timid little thing, which made it that much more more fun to tease her. “Oh phu-leez don’t go all parental unit on me.” I shrugged like a spoiled teenager, “besides you never know he might be gay, ohhh... the allure.” I exaggerated dramatically, sticking my tonuge out at Di. She was probably cursing the time she divulged her Six Flags experience over live journal, turned out Di was chating up a really cute guy and just when she was finally enjoying the company his boyfriend made an untimely entry. I was sure thats a story she intended on telling her grandchildren one day, NOT. “At least he is not my best friend, Grace Adler wanna be.” She referred to my Will and Grace obsession and making a witty connection to my gay best friend, I did have a very Will kind of a person in my life. I giggled unflinched, relieved actually that she didn't mind the insinuation and the reference I made to her broken gay-dar (fingers crossed). “Would you call that one an eight? He's a little girly though.” Aims pointed at pretty boy in jean. “Depends eight out of what?” Hari observed. She seemed wary of the opposite sex and who could blame her for having high standards. Not every guy's a Bloomin' Hottie. “No way he is more like the eighth ball, you never know what’s gonna come up next or not.” I sized him up making sexual inneundos, "if you know what I mean..." I elbowed Hari who was staring endlessly at something or someone. “Oh – my – God!” she exasperated ignoring the nudge. “What happened Janice?” I made a reference to a “Friend’s” character, remembering our earlier conversation on the TV shows we liked. I knew Hari watched very little TV but who doesn’t know Friends? “OH MY GOD!” she exclaimed again. “What!? Did you see Orlando?” I giggled jokingly. Her eyes widened and she looked at me, startled, “YES!”<br> “Yes what?” I queried obliviously grinning like a fool. “It’s him!” Hari got on her feet gesturing her head in a particular direction, our eyes followed. A collective sigh escaped our lips threatening to freeze Caribbean enough to confuse Santa, he should be scared. I'd be scared too if I were him. And It was him. Something chimmed in my head: Hallelujah...Hallelujah... Hallelujah... Who else but him, his brown curls caressing his cheeks as the wind played a symphony on contours of his cheeks. He was wearing nothing but a beach towel, passing us he looked at us and smiled which was enough to make me shut up and trust me, there aren’t very many things in the world that have that kind of an effect on me.
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Post by Miss Knightley on Sept 8, 2004 0:05:38 GMT -5
Diana
Like deer caught in the penetrating beam of headlights, all four of us sat frozen, only our eyes moving as he passed us by so casually. Amy was the first to break the spell by grinning and glancing at us. We all turned into twelve year old school girls then, giggling incessantly. If he noticed, he hid any indication of it as we splashed about, asking each other and making sure it was really him all of us had seen.
"Shhh" Serena spat loudly. "Girls, compose yourselves!" We all looked at her stern expression, then melted again into whispered squeelings and giggles.
Hari, entranced, asked, "Is it me, or is it suddenly too hot for this water?" All of us agreed, but no one wanted to get out and move to the pool. The view was much better from where we were now.
I poked Amy. "Go talk to him."
"No way! You go talk to him! Hari, you go too!"
She sputted and shook her head. "I wouldn't know what to say!"
Serena frowned. "Alright children. Watch and learn how it's done."
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Sept 9, 2004 8:36:58 GMT -5
Haha! I love this!! Umm...*shuffles feet shyly* is it ok if I also...umm...join this story..thingy? Looks like just sooo much fun!! ;D
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Sept 9, 2004 8:41:36 GMT -5
It's probably too late though, so it's ok...
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Post by Reens on Sept 9, 2004 10:41:22 GMT -5
No way. We'd love for new people to join us. The more the merrier. So you wanna write the next chappie then MJ.
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Sept 9, 2004 11:00:18 GMT -5
YAY!! Thankies! ;D ok, just give me a few minutes...
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Sept 9, 2004 11:15:46 GMT -5
MJ
I had heard from BnK that they were all going to be there so, obviously, I decided to take a little trip to the Caribbean...
My mum was totally against it but I roped in my brothers to help me pursuade her, which they did. Yay! It wasn't really that simple to tell the truth. I made Adrian tell her that he was going with me to 'keep me safe' as he was going camping with a friend of his while I was gone. And eventually she gave in and I now find myself in the airport of St Vincent, pulling along my luggage and surfboard. (did you really think I'd come to the Caribbean and not bring it?)
The guy at the counter kept frowning at me when he heard my accent for some reason...Hmm, wonder if Hari's been around? I chuckled and left, deciding to go in search of every damned hotel to find my never met before mates. Lucky for me St Vincent wasn't exactly the biggest place, so it didn't have many hotels...
I was feeling extremely hot and sticky as I entered the lobby of the third hotel. And voila! There is a room under the name of Hari, Serena and Diana! Yay!! Even though I reaaaally wanted to see them right away, the beach was looking rather inviting. I could see it from the slide door. It was right next to the pool, and complementing myself on remembering to put on my swimsuit under my clothes beforehand, I left my bag with the complaining woman and threw my clothes on top of it before sprinting out and onto the beach.
The water was beyond wonderful! And I immediately paddled into deeper water to have a surf...
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Post by Reens on Sept 9, 2004 12:09:45 GMT -5
Serena
Okay I admit I am a bit boy crazy, you know just a tinsy bit but I was also very aware of Orlando's presence and our nonsensical giggling. I couldn't believe none of the girls wanted to go and jump him...I mean chat him up. He is just a human being who looks like a Greek God. What is so intimidating about that?
The no-you-go-talk-to-him passing game would've went on if I hadn't interjected, "Alright children. Watch and learn how it's done."
The view apart from Orlando's loveliness was just breath-taking from there. The leveled structure of the building opened from the lobby of the hotel. On the first level the Jacuzzi rested along side a open-air restaurant and a spa, followed by a three level pool with slides on the side, creating an illusion of a three step waterfall. While the hotel building stood tall in the background of this wonderous architectural brilliance.
A cold breeze pierced through my soaking body as I stepped out of the water appreciating the view. Among the four of us we could afford to splurge besides we worked hard all year and deserved to stay in the best hotel for the summer. I glanced at the girls before wrapping the towel around me as they grinned uncharacteristically quite in anticipation. I took a few steps towards Orlando who stook at the edge enjoying the view. A sudden realization becoming my features, I halted and took an about turn marching back to the hotel lobby.
"What happened?" Hari stopped me half way.
"I can't do it!" I said pouting.
"Sure you can," Diana encouraged, grinning mockingly but holding back on any sarcasm I knew she was dying to indulge in.
"No, and wipe that smirk right off your face missy." I taunted Di a little embarassed for being hypocratic. I was a fangirl at heart after all. "I can do it." I said looking as they looked at me amused but holding back the giggles. "It's just..." I turned to glance at his silohette for a second, "I mean. It is Orlando Bloom." I smirked and all four of us started jumping up and down flickering each other's hands and squealing like the fangirls that we were.
"Okay fine. You want us to come with you?" Amy made a suggestion. I grinned, nodding in agreement. All four of us made our way to the huge balcony area where Orlando stood, still enjoying the view of the open Caribbean seas. We walked up and stood right next to him giggling and passing looks among us, jerking heads to eachother, motioning eachother to go first, when I spotted someone waving at me.
"Oh sh*t!" I exclaimed. All heads turned to me.
"What?" Hari asked.
"Look over there," I pointed at the waving girl from the beach which didn't seem so far away from us, "its MJ!"
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Sept 9, 2004 12:43:16 GMT -5
MJ
After soaking myself thoroughly in the cool water I made my way out onto the sand before something caught my eye.
Four girls were slowly making their way to the balcony area, looking rather flustered. 'Wonder if it's them.' I adjusted the surfboard under my arm and glanced at them a little uncertainly. They knew what I looked like from my pic on BnK, but I had no idea what they were like. Only Di had a pic of herself on the site too and one of the girls did look pretty much like her.
One looked around and I smiled and waved. I heard her swear in a British accent and knew it was Hari. That was all the motivation I needed and sprinted up the beach towards them, throwing my board into the pool for now.
When I reached them I bowled them over onto the ground in front of some guy's feet and hugged them happily. "Oh my God! I can't believe it's you guys!" I cried excitedly and laughed at the situation. This wasn't exactly how I imagined our first meeting would be like, in a heap on the ground and giggling.
"Ack! You're wet!" Di said with a laugh and I took this as my cue, shaking my head furiously and sending water everywhere.
"You think?" I asked innocently, not even realising that the guy was laughing at us. I looked around and when I spotted my precious surfboard drifting in the pool I squeeled and jumped up. (You have to understand, I'm married to my board) It was in the middle of the pool so I had to dive in and get it, once again wetting them all when I got back.
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Post by Araminta Ditch on Oct 10, 2004 10:06:14 GMT -5
I'd love to join this little rendezvous! I'll bring Ernie!!
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Oct 13, 2004 9:50:13 GMT -5
YAY!! Ernie and Danny will be the best of friends!! *frowns* God! We really are obsessed, at least it's with something other that OB and KK!
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Oct 13, 2004 9:50:52 GMT -5
Umm, whose turn is it anyway?
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Post by OrliKeiraluva on Jan 14, 2005 15:23:32 GMT -5
umm...r we still writing on this fic?
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Post by Reens on Oct 3, 2005 19:12:37 GMT -5
Do we want to pick this up again? Or should we start another one? I was really having fun with this. Why did it die
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Post by missendicott on Oct 4, 2005 18:48:56 GMT -5
This is hilarious!But I'm not gonna join!I suck at writing!And don't try to bribe me!
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Post by Miss Knightley on Oct 5, 2005 10:52:25 GMT -5
It died because we all did. Yeah, let's start a new one!
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Post by Reens on Oct 5, 2005 18:49:16 GMT -5
Alright. You wanna do the honors? p.s. I miss Hari T. I can't beleive she was in Canada and I didn't even see her.
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Post by Miss Knightley on Oct 7, 2005 18:49:46 GMT -5
I was in canada last month! I know, I tried to line my visit up with her so we could meet but it simply didn't happen. I plan on moving up there in a few years. Ha, you want me to start it? I'll work on it and post it when I have anything good.
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