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Post by Ray on May 14, 2006 20:49:35 GMT -5
Ray smiled and laughed lightly, wrapping an arm around her; "Yeah, it'll be cool," he said hopefully; "So, how old's Elizabeth, anyway? Is she younger, older... you're twin?" he added with a small smirk.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 15, 2006 9:44:07 GMT -5
"I have no twin. I am the one and only Paige." She announced with a proud grin, and a giggle. "She's younger. Only by about a year... actually..." The blonde trailed off with a grin. "There's quite a few of them, siblings I mean, She's third oldest... Melody's the youngest... of nine. Melly's eight." She explained. She wasn't sure if Sam had warned Ray about all the brothers and sisters, though he probably had because it was a very good way to scare guys off.
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Post by Ray on May 15, 2006 19:58:57 GMT -5
Ray laughed quietly; "Figured," he said, leaning his head back and sighing; "Sam's made it obvious you've got a lotta siblings, but that's cool. Hey, I like little kids."
He was a little envious, that Paige was blessed to ahve so many siblings. Then again, he had a few close friends he could consider brothers and sisters... Still, it had to help, having a garuntee at family.
He wouldn't let this get him down, so he decided to watch the movie for a while. To his astonishment, it was nearly over. Had time really flown by that quickly? He glanced down at Paige again, and a he couldn't help but smile a little.
"Hey, wanna skip the end and head on to the coffee house? It's just a block away. I think they've got live music tonight."
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 15, 2006 20:07:26 GMT -5
Paige smiled just a little at his little kids comment, sure she'd managed to leave out a detail, but they could discuss that over coffee. She glanced up at the movie giggled a little. She'd have to remember to buy the DVD when it came out, Sam would probably love it.
"Yeah, sounds good." She agreed and looked around. "Though we've still got a few junior mints left..." The teen pointed out with a mischievous smile, wondering if he'd leave it be or pick out his last targets of the night.
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Post by Ray on May 15, 2006 20:09:58 GMT -5
Ray grinned; "Would the lady like to do the honors?" he asked regally, holding up the box of Jr. Mints.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 15, 2006 20:11:57 GMT -5
Paige picked out a few junior mints, and with a slight pause of hesitation she grinned and turned around to toss them at Nate. After all, cat calls were an extremely rude form of communication. "Shall we go?" She asked innocently, as if she had not just bombarded his friend with candy.
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Post by Ray on May 15, 2006 20:18:53 GMT -5
Rya laughed lightly as he took her hand and they left the theatre. After throwing away their garbage, they walked out into the brisk night air. Ray shivered, stepping away from PAige as he dug through his pockets. With a thankful sigh he pulled out a black beanie, and slipped it on over his head, tugging it to cover his ears. He then rubbed his hands together, and looked at her innocently.
"What? I get cold easy..." he mumbled, then grinning he took her hand in his again; "Hey, wanna play 20 Q? It's where I ask you a question, you answer, then you get to ask a question and I answer...." he explained quickly.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 17, 2006 21:43:10 GMT -5
"That sounds awesome." Paige replied with a big smile and untucked her hair from behind her ears. It curved down infront of her face, a single spiral cascading over her right eye, but it was her built in hat.
The game sounded great, an extremely great way to get to know someone and have fun at the same time. "Now, you said that game is where you ask me a question, I answer, and then I ask you a question which you answer. That means, you get to go first." She explained, still trying to think up a question.
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Post by Ray on May 18, 2006 14:18:09 GMT -5
"Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..." Ray said slowly, thinking up a good starter question. He didn't want to ask her anything deep, or anything too personal. Those questions would come around when they got asked.
"What's you're favorite color?" he asked finally.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 18, 2006 14:37:55 GMT -5
"Blue." Paige replied, about to decide on a shade of blue, but they were all nice so what the dif.
"What's your favorite... candy?" She asked and looked into the dim lit window of a clothing store as they passed it. A few girls were still inside cleaning up, but it was closed.
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Post by Ray on May 18, 2006 14:43:10 GMT -5
"Oh I dunno," Ray said with a shrug; "Probably peppermint sticks. But like, the old-timey kind. Who's your favorite band?"
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 18, 2006 14:58:36 GMT -5
"All-American Rejects." Paige said without skipping a beat. "While we're on music, what's your favorite song?" She asked with an eyebrow raised. People didn't usually have a favorite song, but maybe he could pick one that he liked.
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Post by Ray on May 18, 2006 15:02:56 GMT -5
"Swear you won't laugh or tell a soul?" Ray asked her, knowing that his answer probably wouldn't be matched with him unless he said so.
"'Hey there Delilah' by Plain White T's..." he coughed afterward, looking around; "So uh... yeah... which do you like more, football or soccer?"
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Post by Paige Guthrie on May 18, 2006 18:53:55 GMT -5
Paige nodded. "Swear, cross my heart." She waited.
"Hey there Delilah?" She questioned, a confused look on her face before her eyes lit up and she walked infront of him. "Are you kidding!? That song is sooooo sweet!" She cooed, trying not to giggle.
"Ugh, I don't like sports..." She admitted and thought. "Though I like going to football games at the highschool. Pep rallies, cheerleaders, food, band. Plus being at the actual game is more exciting than watching it on TV. So football!" She decided and ended her rambling.
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Post by Ray on May 18, 2006 19:03:13 GMT -5
Ray smiled and rolled his eyes; "Just what I wanted to hear," he said, but winked as he picked her up and started carrying her bridal-style; "Hmm, what are you going to do now, Missus Guthrie?" he asked in a professional manner; "No liking for sports? Good, I've not much of liking of them myself. And, I do believe it's your turn to ask the question."
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