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04:01 Feb 10 2010
Times Read: 530


She always enjoyed the nights, whether it was cold, warm, or rainy. she loved to talk midnight strolls. She often did so with friends. This night was special. It was in one of the many dark times in her life. However it is said that the most dangerous times are the ones worth keeping a memory of. This night she had gotten her first taste of something that was out of her league of comfort and her last night with exquisite, emotional, no boundaries fun.



"Andrea, this is getting boring"



" OK hun, wait a moment and we will go have fun, i promise you"



A few minutes later, there she was sitting at the computer turned to her looking her up and down.



"What?"



" I really need to get you that outfit"



"What outfit?"



" The black tank top and the black miniskirt that says ' BITCH' across the ass and tits"



She laughed, " aint that the truth. so are we going to go or not?"



Andrea looked her up and down judging her outfit. Brown and blue pj's and her tank top with a cat that said " I Love Being Cute" just wasn't going to cut it for Andrea.

" First, you need to get dressed. I cant let you go out in that and have you mocked by the entire town."



"Well what do you suggest then?"



Andrea went to her room in her drawer. she pulled out a black Lacey thong, a bra that had diamonds and stars on it, acid washed blue short shorts, and a low cut black satin tank top.



" Put these on." she did as she was told as Andrea studied her face. " Where is that black eye make up that you always have?"



" On the bed."



When she was done dressing Andrea pulled her onto her bed, a mess full of blankets, dirty clothes, some random treasures, and their notebook they filled with notes they passed to each other.



"Stay still." Andrea said. she put eyeliner, masquera, and red lip gloss on her friend. She never doubted Andrea to do a great job. Andrea was taking a course in cosmetology and she came highly recommended in her class.



Soon she was done and they were ready to go out on the town to see what kind of people they might have to hang out with that night. Andrea told Rob, her boyfriend and Kristen's hypothetical brother and friend, that she would be going out.



"That's cool. I'm going to the bar to hang out with Manny, see you guys later tonight." he said and with a kiss for Andrea, he departed us.



We headed down the stairs of the apartment building Kristen lived in and out onto main street. They talked about Rob as they walked down the row of bars to get to the old museum that nobody had gone into since Kristen's 3rd grade field trip. there sat a huge cauldron pot in the back. Upon it sat on a frog that caught Andrea's eyes.



" Oh oh oh sissy!! can I please go pet and talk to the froggy??? pleeeeeaase??" she begged her friend. She got down on her knees and held her folded hands up in the air.



" No." Kristen told her, making her beg more. She would get a big laugh out of this later.



Andrea made a sad puppy look and Kristen gave in. " Alright alright."



" No!" said Andrea." You were mean to me!" she exclaimed as she got up and started to march away.



" Oh, Angie! I was joking! Come on!"



" You are so lucky I consider you my little sister, otherwise I'd kick your ass for calling me Angie. I will only go pet the froggy if you will get in the cauldron." she said commandingly.



Kristen looked at the cauldron and inside it. It looked sturdy enough. " Fine." she said as she hopped in.



Andrea made it over to the frog in just enough time to pet it. A cop came around the corner.



"Shit! Cops! Get out get out get out" Kristen got out and they both started to run back to the house. Kristen ran into a guy, all decked out in pirates clothing. They stopped and had an exchange of words. He kept looking down her shirt and she kept ignoring it because Andrea was begging his brother to not tell her mother that she was out at night.



When they got back to the apartment, Andrea got a call from a friend that wanted to hang out. Kristen's mom had gone off to work, so she said fine she'd tag along.



This time, they were going to the opposite direction of the bars and to the park. Andrea was telling Kristen about the guy that she was going to meet.



" What ever you do, do not scream, dear God do not scream!"



The guy Andrea called Keba was just pulling up at the park as they were sitting on the swings. We called him over in unison. When Keba came into view, Kristen began to whimper. He was TALL. 6'4" kind of tall compared to her 5'. Instantly, Kristen told him to crawl on his knees the rest of the way to them. He did as was told.



He remembered her from the start and said, " Hey I'm the Hick, do you remember me?"



After talking for a couple ours catching up on her old friends' ex, they all went out for a ride. They went to the canal that divided the city in two. They climbed the lock and walked along the riverside. On the way back to town, they called it a night and stayed in.


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22:15 Feb 03 2010
Times Read: 538


she was just lying down in bed, basking in the suns glory on my face. Remembering the old times was hard for her. She started to miss her old home she left at the age of 18, as soon as she finished school, to go off with her boyfriend, rusty. She grown particularly fond of Little Falls, new york over what seems to be a single night.

sitting there, she remembered the best and worst times of her life. She may not have made the best choices in life, but by god they were hers! And boy were they fun! She missed so much, not just her family and hanging out with her friends. She missed the weather, which took her by surprise. She missed the old streets which she still knew by heart. Even though she thought it was always restricting all the time, she was more free to do as she had wanted than now.

Its true she did not enjoy all of the hard times, with her family and losing friends and such. She only missed the good days. Summer time was going to he a killer here in georgia. She didn’t know what it was like just yet, but she was sure she would never be the same as New York.



The pavement was hot as a kettle, but she just hated to wear shoes. It was too restricting on her free spirited nature,. She liked to enjoy what the earth had given her to enjoy. She had been hanging around Lisa for nearly a year now. It didn’t seem that long. We were walking back from her aunts house with Drakey on the bridge connecting the north , south , and canal sides. It was a beautiful day. The sun was just beginning to set on her left and the wonderful canal side to her right. It felt almost heavenly. They had just got done with a fourth of July party that Lisa had invited her to. Out of all the holidays, this was her favorite one. Nothing could keep her from having a good time. and with Canal Days just a month away! She was so excited she could barely wait. When they got to the apartment complex they both had lived in, and a shitty one at that, she bypassed her own door to go upstairs to Lisa’s. Lately she had been going up there on a day to day basis. Mostly she stayed because her mother. Linda had been in a foul mood all month because she was getting sick due to the heat her daughter so loved. She loved her mother, but she didn’t want to start an argument that was bound to happen sooner or later. Not that day, it was just too good of a day to be wasted because of a fight. Lisa asked if she was allowed to stay the night at her house, which her parents allowed because they wanted time alone to themselves. Which meant that drake had to go with us. Her mother of course said no, so we waited till she left for work, since she worked nights on a state highway, and snuck Lisa and drake in. They thrived on the computer, TV, and loud music all night. And they never fell asleep before 6am.



And that kind of memory is what killed her the most.


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