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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 21, 2008 1:35:57 GMT -5
Boston began to laugh at Jordan's excitement. Just how old was she? She hadn't seen anyone get that excited in the longest while, and seeing her get all happy began to douse the second-thoughts going on in Boston's head. "Alright, so we go down two blocks, and take a left, got it." She gave Jordan an assuring nod as she started the car back up, and headed towards their destination.
The drive seemed to take forever, and the longer it took, the more those second-thoughts began to resurface. How exactly does she just order water, or even Pepsi? She doesn't drink alcohol...she doesn't live that lavish sex-life...this was starting to feel like the last place Boston would choose to be at.
After another minute, Boston took a left, and she could see a line of cars in the distance. She began to sink in her seat. Those thoughts have finally taken over, she was starting to feel embarrassed yet again. After a purposeful cough, to try and hide her shyness, she finally blurted something out. "See any open parking spots?"
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Post by jojo on Jan 21, 2008 1:59:35 GMT -5
Jordan heard the cough and looked over as Boston spoke up. She could see the red tint to her cheeks and couldn't help but think that made her look cute. She was obviously very shy about this so Jordan thinking fast came up with something. [glow=blue,2,300]Hmmm nothing I see right away, looks like they must be really packed to, which means standing in line outside the club for a bit if we do find a spot. That being the case we can skip this is you like find something more low key, after all what really counts is avoiding the coffe right? I'm pretty sure I saw nice little place back there to get something to munch on at and avoid the evils of coffee and choclate fudge.[/glow]
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 21, 2008 2:11:37 GMT -5
Boston wasn't about to let a little thing like embarrassment ruin Jordan's time. She could tell Jordan wanted to party, and even though Boston wasn't feeling so keen about the idea, she decided to not put herself ahead of her. Letting go of the wheel with one hand, she scratched the back of her head, a habit she's never grown out of whenever she was nervous, "We're already here, no point in turning back, right?" Just as she said this, she spotted an open spot, and before allowing herself to turn back, parked the car. "Shall we?" she asked as she opened the door to her car, waiting for Jordan to head out so she could lock it. "I'm rather new to this party scene, so you're going to have to help me out a bit..."
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Post by jojo on Jan 21, 2008 2:27:09 GMT -5
Jordan hopped out of the car a smile on her face as she spoke up. [glow=blue,2,300]Well there isn't really all that much to it. We go inside and have a couple drinks then if we feel the urge head up to the dance floor and show off our moves. The real trick is to avoid the alchohol whenever possible so that you keep a clear head about you. That way you never have to worry about doing something you'll regret in the morning.[/glow]
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 21, 2008 3:03:34 GMT -5
"Avoiding alcohol? I thought drinking was the point of going to this clubs; to make it easier to communicate with people." She asked this to herself, but just loud enough so Jordan would hear her. After pressing the lock button on the door, she heads outside, and closes it. Her superstar sunglasses still on, she waits for Jordan to lead to the way. She wasn't sure how to exactly present herself, so she tried to mimic Jordan's actions. "This feels silly."
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Post by jojo on Jan 21, 2008 11:26:06 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Well drinking isn't really the point of coming to these places having fun is. The drinking can help you relax make it easier for you to talk to some people yes but to much means some really embarrassing moment as I've learned the hard way. So in the long run avoiding the alchohol helps, I mean I usually end up having a drink or two while I'm out just to help me relax a tiny bit but I never get carried away with it.[/glow] Jordan hopped in the line up which was thankfully shorter than it looked that meant no standing around in the cold for to long. Omce inside Jordan led the way past the bar and up to the second floor where the lounge was. Here things were not quite as loud and the atmosphere was more relaxed so they could take there time getting into things before moving upstairs to the dance floor. Jordan just knew she had to get up there sometime tonight and show off just a little simply because for her that was part of the fun.
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Post by Daniel Justice on Jan 21, 2008 11:42:36 GMT -5
:-: Meanwhile, Justice was once again in a long line outside of the club. He was dressed in a black shirt, sleeves rolled up his forearm, with a white leather coat on top of that. He had some blue jeans on, with a thick leather belt and had his handy fake ID taken out. Hope this guys too stupid to realize it’s a fake like the last guy. The line keeps getting shorter... and shorter... and shorter just until he reached the front. :-:
“How’s it goin’?”
:-: Justice says those words with his hands in his pockets, as the bouncer simply nods. He hands him the ID, and surprisingly without hesitation let’s Justice in. :-:
“Heh, they just keep on getting stupider don’t they.”
:-: Justice walks up, through the people, and up the stairs to the lounge, where he was to hand his coat for the night. He walked over to the closet door, and was able to place his coat there for the time being. He then adjusted his shirt, as he looked around the lounge for a few moments... :-: |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 23, 2008 1:40:19 GMT -5
Boston was unsure of how to present herself while in the club. She couldn't remember the last time she was even in the situation. Everyone seemed so confident in themselves, talking, chatting, and dancing away amongst the club. Even if it was the lounge, the place was still getting rather heated. She began to feel hot, and began fanning herself with her hand, to try and get rid of the warmth. "It's...hot in here." She whispered to herself as she tried to find a seat to sit down.
Unfortunately, some jerk decided this was the perfect time to try and get with a lady. He walked towards Boston with the obvious gusto of wanting to get some that night. Without even introducing himself, he began to dance uncomfortable close to Boston. "Stop it," she replied, trying to shove him off. The man was determined, and decided to ignore her comments. "Get out of my way, I'm not here to dance..." The dancer didn't comment, and continued. "...."
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 23, 2008 2:05:43 GMT -5
"...Where in the hell..."
His voice trailed off, being slightly bumped off his course through the the massive club, searching for his now missing partners in crime, 'Nando & Jacob. Sons of bitches had ran off with two hot chicks and their tag along girlfriend with a nice personality(Translation: The ugly one). He himself had no intention of sacrificing himself by wasting time with that freakin moat monster, so he took it upon himself to...Well...
Run like hell basically...Hoping that the two other amigo's had done their dirt for the night and were looking to escape the madness of the club scene for the night, he continued on through the crowd of people, bumping into bodies left and right almost as the scene seemed to be much more crowded than before.
After a few minutes of proceeding through the crowd AND a perfectly good drink spilled on the floor mind you, his patience was running low at a swift rate. The women in here were ass ugly. 'Nando had lied to him once again , saying that this was the spot to pick up chicks. No, this was the place where reproducing should cease all occurrences. Sheesh.
Suddenly his eyebrow raised, as the sea of people seemed to be parting at least a bit more than before. He could finally see the bar area where he had got that first drink a little more than an hour and a half ago, and not too far from it saw a familiar face...Well actually...TWO familiar faces. Not that far from one another either it seemed. Was this yet another person they both knew? He paused for a moment, watching as some idiot son of a bitch seemed to be forcing himself on his woman and...
...Okay I'm getting ahead of myself...
*AHEM* Seeing the look on her face and that she was obviously not enjoying this little dancing exhibition, he quickly began to make his way in their direction, and before even sixty seconds could pass, he found himself standing no more than a few feet away from the douche with no dancing skills looking as if he was having a freakin' seizure all over poor Lorelai Gilmore. Bet she'd be glad to see his ass now huh. Karma's a bitch ain't it?
Stepping forward, the smile slowly crept onto his facial features as he extended his arm towards the man's shoulder, tapping lightly, just as he made eye contact with the lovely Miss Gilmore, as a quick eye wink was sent her way. Slowly the potential stalker(Look who's talking eh?) began to turn to face Cameron as his "rescue" attempt had already begun as he spoke up as much as possible over the blasting music...
"...Mind if I cut in? If so tough shit....I don't think my WIFE likes you grinding up against her body while she's trying to enjoy herself. This could end really ugly if you don't move on along jackass. Wouldn't wanna end up crashing face first through one of these tables now do ya'? Oh and for future reference? Dancing doesn't require that much gyrating and shaking. You look like you stuck a damn penny in a wall socket. Get the fuck out of here...
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 23, 2008 2:21:47 GMT -5
Boston had stopped fanning herself, and crossed her arms. "Well, if it's not one thing, it's another." She let out a sigh. The one person she didn't want to run into was standing right in front of her, and of course, this wouldn't have happened if she wasn't a victim to her keen smelling sense. Then again, she couldn't stop herself from smiling, and a feeling of relief began to roam over her. Wait...why? She shook her head, and tried to keep a straight face. "Wife?" she began, trying to keep her cool, "Give me one reason why people will believe such a lie? I mean...I wouldn't say we exactly have chemistry. I don't find you that attractive, and you keep looking down there, instead of at my face." She waved her hands around her breast area, to try and make Cam look back at her face, "You see what I mean? Besides...you don't exactly seem 'father' material, and my mother wants a child within the first year that I marry to my future husband. I don't agree with such a view, but nevertheless, she'll bring up the question whenever we visit her for the holidays." She wasn't even sure why she mentioned such a thing...why was she feeling nervous? What the heck, why was she getting feelings for this person? He was a jerk! He lied about Addison, he probably lies about everything! She shook her head, and patted Cam on the shoulder, "If you think I'm going to jump in your arms, and give you a 'thank you' kiss, you're sadly mistaken...I could've taken him out you know, I'm not exactly the defenseless princess in a fairy tale."
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 23, 2008 2:30:43 GMT -5
He merely smiled hearing her words, not replying before he watched as the asshole who was harassing her readily retreated. Good thing for him too. 'Nando and Cruise were here somewhere and mexicans can whoop ass like no other race on the planet...
...And it's mandatory for them to carry switchblades too if you didn't know...That's all for mexicano history and culture people. Moving on...
Making sure he was indeed leaving their immediate vicinity, he then turned back to Lor, the smile still on his face as he made eye contact with her before replying...
"Oh really? You sure seemed like the damsel in distress a few seconds ago when that guy was mimicking sexual acts against your body almost..."
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"Come to think of it...That's like border line cheating isn't it? You're already cheating on me Lor? Come on now. That's not really showing that lovely personality you say you have now is it? I'm disappointed...Hurt even...You know, you could have tried to find me and let me know we'd be going out tonight. I could have dumped the boys as soon as I got here, left, picked you up and...That reminds me...Where ARE you living by the way? We can't exactly date if we don't know small things like that about each other now can we?...Oh and the question still stands...Ya miss me?" |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 23, 2008 2:44:41 GMT -5
"Cheating on you? No, no, no, first of all, we aren't even an item. I don't know where you got the idea that I would actually agree to such an arrangement. Second, I would have wanted to be with that nerd in the first place in order to even remotely consider it cheating, and you know for a fact that I was hating every moment he was rubbing his body against mine. You wouldn't have came here in the first..." She stopped herself. She was starting to sound like some love stricken moron in a teenage chick flick. Boston was starting to realize that Cameron actually cared about her. But how...he obviously loved Addison, her best friend. Well, at least she thought. She hadn't called Addison since their little "get together," so she had yet to confirm that Cameron and Addison were ever an item, or even if they still were. "Forgot about it," Boston finally replied, "And for your information, you haven't even been in my mind since I met you. In fact, be happy I even remembered your name...wait, what was it again? Cammie? Blah, who cares. It's not important anyways, it's not like I'm going to run into you again after this. This was merely a coincidence, after all." She looks away, trying not think of how Cameron could reply to such a statement.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 23, 2008 2:56:59 GMT -5
Jesus freakin Christ....Where'd that come from? This chick was brutal with the words when she wanted to be. Could always come up with something to shoot down that ego of his and always had a comeback when his mouth got the best of him...
...She was perfect for him...
He could only smile even brighter. It was cute when she tried to fight the obvious and inevitable. She knew better. They WOULD see each other after this night...Again...And again and again...Poor girl...
"Damn you're cute when you ramble you know?"
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"Meh no matter. I know what you're trying to do. Heh Heh...Yea I figured it out. You think you can discourage and run me off with those little pwn outbursts huh? Knock me off of that pedastal I "seem" to have myself up on and send me packing to never be seen again huh?..."
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"Not likely sweetie. Don't you just love when I call you that? Oh and maybe you should read the roster pages a bit more thoroughly when browsing that GCW website or updating your blog too Lor. You'd be surprised what information might have slipped by you. "
"Let's be completely honest here..."
He pauses, crossing his arms as he goes on, the smile almost vanishing as a more serious look comes over his face before speaking again...
"You and I both know you didn't forget my name. I mean...It was a nice try and all but...No. You remember my name and I damn sure remember yours. Why keep beating around the bush like we're waiting for something anyway? We only live once and we're young so why the hell not? One date won't kill you. You might end up in a position you rather enjoy actually..."
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"That sounded sexual didn't it?...Um..."
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"Sorry about that...But really why not just have a..."
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"Whoa...Whoa back up...Did I hear you say I wasn't "that attractive anyway"? Ha...So now you're calling me ugly after I rescued you from a future serial rapist huh? Now Lor...That's not nice now is it? I deserve better for my efforts at least. How about planting a big wet one on me before kicking me to the curb for the night? Because...Knowing you...You will...? |
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Post by jojo on Jan 23, 2008 13:21:24 GMT -5
Jordan had been watching the whole scene occur, she had been about to kick the convulsing whatever that was right in the nuts until Cam showed up. She was actually surprised to see him since she hadn't since her time in Detroit where cam always seemed to check out her boobs.  Deciding to introduce herself to Cam again since it had been a while and knowing full well were his eyes would go first she crossed her arms under her chest puffing her breasts up even more not they really needed help in the size department and spoke up after watching the exchange between Cam and Boston for a bit. [glow=blue,2,300]Wow Boston do you and Cam know each other. He used to wrestle for the same promotion as me in Detroit, where he was always checking out my boobs.[/glow] Oh and there it was the kiss of death for any straight male alive mention boobs around them and of course thats were there eyes will follow and Jordan really wasn't doing much to help poor Cam here showing off like she was. She turned smiling innocently at Cam. [glow=blue,2,300]Hi Cammie bet you missed me lots didn't you well at least parts of me anyway if your eyes are any indication.[/glow] The sweet little innocent smile never left her face as she waited to see what Cam would say to her appearnce on the scene.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 23, 2008 13:48:58 GMT -5
"..."
An endless gaze towards Jordan's chest area ensues as if perfectly on cue as the seconds seem to pass at an alarmingly slow rate...
1 second...2 seconds...3 seconds...
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Damn did they get BIGGER?!!?
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4 seconds...5 seconds...Why do I feel like bowling all of a sudden?...
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Look away Cam, look away!!!!...
"..."
Finally the endless stare came to an end at around ten seconds in total time. Shaking his head as if to bring himself back to reality, his eyes immediately dart over to Lor's already seeing evidence of her disapproval of the minor slip up on his part. Which should be understandable given the situation and the size of Jordan's rack...
The girl's tits were like a freakin' urban legend or something damn near. He remembered that much from back in Detroit at least. Christ. Who had the luxury of attempting to stuff one of those things in their mouth was sure a lucky bastard...
...Save for the inevitable dislocated jaw that is...
"...Jordan!...Wow...tits been...
Oh...My...Fuckin...God...
...I mean it's been a long time...Since I last saw you...Back in Detroit and all...In my ro...Um...In the Tower that day we met..."
Get it together Cam, get it together. It was almost as if he could hear some nazi son of a bitch screaming from a bullhorn with the words...
"Step Away...From The Oh So Beautiful & Suckable Spherical Shaped Objects! Step...Away Sir!"
Seriously...They were like two giant flesh colored jelly beans just BEGGING to jump down someone's throat...Cam has a throat and he'd be obliged to...
No!!! Shake it off!!!!
Shaking his head back and forth again he finally snapped back to reality enough to respond...
"Didn't even know you had signed on with GCW actually. Nice to see you again though. Good to see good people land on their feet after all and..."
He paused, almost feeling Lorelai's eyes burn a hole through him as she stood by arms folded and peering through him almost. He swallowed hard, of course worried about her inevitable coming reaction to all of this. She probably thought Jordan was another past flame. Christ, he was gonna be perceived as a man whore like someone else who shall remain nameless...
...Shut up you...
Looking back to Lor as slow as he possibly could he finally responded concerning whether or not they "knew" each other...
"...Um...Yea...Lor here and I know each other......
Vaguely anyway...She's playing hard to get for some reason. Depriving herself of something that could possibly be good for her...Don't worry though, I won't give up that easy. But she already knows that I'm sure. Sooooo...
*Ahem*...
You two good friends for long Jordan?...Lorelai didn't tell me she had any friends here in GCW just yet. Just like all that OTHER stuff she hasn't told me about yet...Like her address...Phone number...Our planned wedding date...And so on...And so on...Umm...So how long you two been friends anyway Jordan?"
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Deciding to introduce herself to Cam again since it had been a while and knowing full well were his eyes would go first she crossed her arms under her chest puffing her breasts up even more not they really needed help in the size department and spoke up after watching the exchange between Cam and Boston for a bit.