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Post by natasha valentine on Oct 14, 2008 12:49:44 GMT -7
Natasha had a book full of things today. This tired pop star had been up at 5, did a run through of Good Morning America, got interviewed, performed a few songs and got rushed right back to a private meet and greet where her concert was going to be tonight. So it was no wonder she let out a happy sigh as she walked past the Ice cream shop. She had to stop every few minutes to sign auto graphs or take pictures but she didn't mind. Thats what happened when you became famous and she loved meeting her fans.
She was in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, white 4 inch close toed heels, and a little more then waist length extremely sparkly pink halter top that was over a long sleeved white off the shoulder shirt. She pushed a pair of black rock star sunglasses back onto her straight brown hair. She totally forgot she was a student and just let her fabulous life engulf her. Natasha walked over to the counter and got a large frozen straw berry and vanilla yogurt and found the only empty table in the back and sat down by her self with a sigh as she started eating her yogurt stopping to sign some autographs and telling her body guard to relax a bit.
Sure it was fun having all eyes on you and every one wanting your autograph, but right now she just really wanted some one to not freak out, and just sit down and talk to her. If her body guard let them. He could be a bit scary sometimes. She flicked her sunglasses down over her deep blue eyes as some more flashes went off and she glanced up toward the door. She had the only last seat open across from her so she was silently hoping some one wanted to sit down.
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Ashley Hale
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Post by Ashley Hale on Oct 14, 2008 17:44:12 GMT -7
Ashley was passing by the mall, she had decided to taka a break from all the work and training she had had. She passed the food court and decided to have an ice-cream. She passed the dozens of people who were in the way trying not to get herself squash or something. Finally she made it out of the crowd, she wondered who was visiting, since the people seem to have cameras and autograph books with them. She sighed as she reach the ice-cream parlor and waited in the long line.
As the line began to move she was still having trouble in deciding wether to go for the sunday or go for her favourite, vanilla cone covered with caramel syrup. She decided to go for the sunday, since she already knew how the cone tasted like. Finally it was her turn and she gave her order to the lady behind the cashier. She smile gratefully as the lady hand her her sunday and she paid for it. She took a few napkins and went to look for a place to sit.
She look around but all the table were full, all except one. It was occupied by a brunnete girl who was guarded by what seem like her body guard. She decided to join her since she look very lonely. She passed the crowed of people, trying to not get her sunday to spill. Finally she made it out of there and was suddenly glad that she didn´t have to do this everyday. She walked towards the girl and once she reached her smile. "Hi, mind if I sit here." She didn´t wait for the girl to reply, although she could feel her bodygaurd´s eyes on her.
The girl seem familiar like if she had seen her before. Maybe at school or someday at the movies. Then after taking some bits of her sunday, she remember where she had seen this girl. "You go to St. Mary´s, don´t you?" She asked turning to face her. She asked her question very casually since she didn´t want to cause the alarm of her bodyguard.
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