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[Noelle LaMere]

Noelle rested against the railing and a small sigh escaped from her lips and her eyes turned down to the city below the roof of the building where she stood. Some other people stood around her, snapping pictures but she stood silent and still as she just looked at the streets below.
She'd left on her own and almost wished down that she hadn't, for she was wanting some company now.
Her brown hair was pulled into a short pony tail and her bangs fell down, still not yet to the point where they covered her eyes, but just over her eyebrows now.
A dark green, black, red, yellow, and navy blue plaid skirt was worn, ending just above her knees. The front was pleated, a black flowery, lacy design was at the top of each pleat. A black tank top was worn, and a tie was worn around her neck, the same kind of fabric as her skirt.
The outfit was Behnaz Sarafpour and the black flats worn on her feet were Giorgio Armani.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as she continued to look down, and as a breeze blew by Noelle brushed the wisp of hair out of her eyes and felt her bangs rise and fall against her forehead.
Her arms were draped lightly over the railing and she was leaning forward a bit, so that the breeze hit her full on...and Noelle made no move to fight it.
Ah, Milan was so beautiful.

[Jimmy Carlin]

Ah, finally, arrival had taken place and the small group had now been set in the oh-so fabulous Milan. According to Jimmy, this was an opportunity to have good fun before school started up again, though he could not be sure on the exact date of that event. But wait, Jimmy was done with school. Sure, he felt the need that college should be in his near future, but it was nothing to think about right now. After all, he had promised himself to a yearlong ‘break’ before he even started applying for colleges. And now, well, he had many other things to think and worry about. With Rachel now by his side, he wasn’t going to leave just yet. If anything, though, she’d let him go if he felt he actually wanted. It makes her seem as if she could trust Jimmy, which by all means, he hoped she did. And it was true that he had done some things to hurt her, but in all, he felt she might be the one.

Now, where to on this fine day in the life of a Milan guest? Oh, well, anywhere would do. Jimmy had deliberately found himself wandering the aisles around the Conrad estate. He was unsure what he was looking for, but he was sure it was anything but trouble. He didn’t need it, not right now. So, just a stroll alone would do him good. He had a lot to think about anyways, so why not a little walk? With his torso covered with a charcoal in color, lilac Theory sport shirt, and a pair of Indigo, straight leg, Theory jeans, Jimmy found himself stumbling upon that of the Duomo Cathedral. Okay, so he must have been walking quite the distance, but he was still unsure of where he was exactly. In any matter, he decided that he’d go on up, a brilliant view could only make things better, right? Not that there was anything wrong, though...

Once at the top, Jimmy’s eyes grew wide with amazement. He was truly fascinated with what he saw, even if his bewilderment only lasted a minute or so. But in that minute, he managed to speak some words of excitement. It was true that Jimmy had noted the few others around him, but it was also true that he didn’t exactly care. His spoken words were clear and heard, or at least he thought they would have been. Then the excitement died, and Jimmy retreated to a light pace about the roof, looking over its ledge at the ground below him.





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[Noelle LaMere]

Her eyes closed for a moment as she leaned forward a little bit more and felt the breeze pull her hair across her forehead.
A small sigh escaped her lips as she straightened then, standing and stretched her arms above her head for a moment, her shirt coming up and showing a little bit of her stomach. Her hand then moved as she pulled down her shirt and she returned to leaning against the railing....just not leaning as down so far, and she was looking the opposite way.
Now she was looking at the people around her up on the roof, watching them as they watched the city.