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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 19:24:04 GMT -5
A particularly small brunette boy walked his way into the quaint little cafe, nervously biting at his lip as usual. When wasn't he? Well...never, almost. Tyler--the boy--was almost constantly biting at his lip.
Not when he was with his friends though. That kind of loosened him up a little bit. Kind of. Not completely. He was only completely relaxed and honest with one person, his bestest friend in the whole world.
Seeing as that particular someone wasn't here today--some doctor check-up thing--Tyler was alone. He was slightly scared, slightly nervous and slightly anxious, and it showed. He was slightly hunched over, which made his Underoath shirt buckle at his torso. Combining this with his already extreme shortness, Tyler seemed like a dwarf.
Seemed. [/size][/center]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 19:34:34 GMT -5
Noelle moved, getting in the end of the line after she entered the cafe, and the sunglasses were pushed back up on her head again, making that blonde hair of her get out of her celery green eyes as she made her way up to the counter slowly in the line. A white dress was worn, coming down just above her knees. Beads covering it, the beads silver and brown. A tank top, the same light brown as the beads was worn underneath, since the cut of the neckline came down rather....well low. And then there were those grey stockings, which were a little bunched up, coming just below the knee, and then there were a pair of mary-janes strapped to her feet. She moved forward a little bit more in line, glancing down at her finger nails for a moment, the nail polish on them was a silver color as well, glitter. Such a little kid move, but whatever.
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 19:50:27 GMT -5
Tyler moved a couple steps forward, staring his brown-eyed-gaze at the floor as he did so. Glancing up, he noticed how tall the man in front of himself was and couldn't help but, even if only subconciously, take another blow to his self confidence.
Yes, little Tyler boy was weary of his height. Or extreme lack thereof. Oh well, he was the way he was, he wasn't growing, and he sure as heck wasn't gonna get any stupid surgeries that made him taller. Maybe the person behind him was shorter. Maybe. Turning, he looked.
Nope, he was sanwiched by two tall people. [/color][/size]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 20:03:55 GMT -5
Noelle's gaze shifted to the people around her. Moving to the side a little bit to see how many people were still infront of her. And looking at the people she couldn't help but let out a light laugh. At the boy infront of the man infront of her. He looked to be exactly her height...though he was inbetween two tall people, and it looked slightly amusing.
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 20:11:20 GMT -5
Tyler heard a laugh--or a giggle?--emitted from some human's mouth. Some human who was near him. He couldn't be sure if it was at him, but he had a sneaking feeling that it was. Or maybe he was just suspicious and had low self confidence. Either way, he was pretty sure someone had just laughed at him. Turning completely around, Tyler peered at the other people behind him and smiled. That girl was short too! Maybe she'd laughed at the ironicness..or ironicity if that was a word...of his current situation. Hopefully.
Hey, it was his turn to get some coffee! "May I have a lowfat vanilla frappucino, please?" he asked, his voice soft and quiet. And then he walked away from the counter, searching for somewhere to sit. [/color][/size]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 20:17:13 GMT -5
After what seemed like forever, Noelle finally reached the front of the line. And a medium peach tea was soon ordered and paid for. After getting the warm cup she moved away from the counter as he gaze shifted around the cafe for a seat. Any seat.. she nibbled lightly on her bottom lip, a nervous habbit of hers..
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 20:22:36 GMT -5
Tyler sipped at his caffeinated beverage, happily grinning to himself. Perhaps it was weird, but he was always pretty happy when he got coffee-type things. Maybe it was that sudden burst of energy from the caffeine in the drink. Maybe it was just the fact that he was drinking something his mother had told him not to. Either way, it was still pretty fun. "Hey you bite your lip too!" he said quietly, looking at the other short person. "Oooops. I didn't mean to actually say that..meant to think it." [/color][/size]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 20:26:53 GMT -5
Noelle's gaze shifted back over to boy her height. Her height...that was kinda funny to even think. And then she laughed a little bit as she stopped biting her lip. "Yeah.. nervous habit." she replied as she saw someone leave a table that seated two, and then pointed it out, it was accross the cafe, and hopefully someone else wouldn't grab it before she got there. She'd pointed it out, in a way of asking him to join her ... though not actually asking..
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 20:30:06 GMT -5
"Yea. I was just pointing it out because I do it too. I'm almost constantly b-biting my lip. And I sometimes stutter wh-when I'm nervous. So sorry if it bugs you," Tyler said, averting his gaze to the ground, then back up at the blonde female. "Are you asking me to go sit with you? Because I'm not very good with the subtle hints stuff. And I wouldn't want to go over and sit down when you didn't want me to..." he said, nibbling at the inside of his lip. [/size][/color]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 20:33:04 GMT -5
She laughed a little again. "It doesn't bug me, she said as she slowly started in that direction. "And yeah I am." she finished as she turned back facing front as she made her way over to the table. Thankfully snagging it before anyone else could, and placed her cup down on it as she took the seat opposite the window.
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 20:37:10 GMT -5
"Okay, good. Because it would be kind of embarassing if you weren't and I just assumed and I was wrong and...stuff," Tyler said, trying to make himself not blush. As to be expected, it didn't work. A light pink came across his cheeks as he set his own drink down and then pulled his chair out. He'd have pulled Noelle's out too, had she not already sat. Very gentlemanly, no? As Zanna so often liked to say, "That's just how I was raised." And it was. He was raised to be polite, curteous, and nice. Of course, he was also raised to talk to people he didn't know and make them feel welcome... [/color][/size]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 20:41:45 GMT -5
She nodded her head a little bit before she tested her drink, seeing it if was too hot. Nope, thank goodness. "Yeah that would be pretty embarassing." she agreed, after she'd lowered her cup and swallowed the warm liquid.
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 20:45:57 GMT -5
"Yea. I know from personal experience. Well, not person, but my cousin did it once and I was with him. From my p-point of view it was funny, but I don't think it was qu-quite that same for him," Tyler said, smirking a little bit as the memories floated across the surface of his mind while he sipped at his drink. [/size][/color]
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Post by Noelle LaMere on Aug 30, 2006 20:49:08 GMT -5
"Yeah.. I'd say there is about a 99.9 percent chance that I'd laugh it it happened to a friend of mine. Though I'd want the earth to open up and swallow me if I did it." she finished with a pause. Her gaze rested on his face after she took another sip of her tea, trying to remember if she'd seen him before...before she left...
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Post by nikki on Aug 30, 2006 20:53:17 GMT -5
Tyler noticed that she was sort of staring at him. But not in a bad way. It didn't creep him out, in other words. Not saying anything about it, he finished off he drink and set his cup on the table with a barely audible "clunk" sort of sound. "For some reason, I think I've seen you before. Have I...met you before?" [/color][/size]
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