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Post by America on Jan 23, 2011 23:17:24 GMT -5
Amelia was at the counter saying her ridiculously long order. The kid at the counter hated order like these- double-something or other with mint and cinnemon-there was a 'chino' in there.
He got down what he could and gave it to the gril that made the coffee. Amelia paid him and sat down, drumming her perfectly manicured nails on the table and pouting out the window, hoping someone she knew came in.
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Post by Canada on Jan 23, 2011 23:25:28 GMT -5
A few minutes later, Rebecka walked into the building, carrying a rather large sort of case, one that would be used to hold a musical instrument of sorts. She set it down at her side and kept one hand on it as she ordered something simple and paid the boy. She soon went to sit down at a table of her own, taking the case with her.
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Post by America on Jan 23, 2011 23:28:03 GMT -5
Amelia lit up when the girl walked in. She looked familiar! She hugged her grandfather's bomber jacket as she squinted and leaned foreward, she forgot to put her contacts in today. She fell out of her chair with a yelp with caused it to fall over ontop of her as well. She let out a loud grown and flailed, "I DON'T LIKE YOU EITHER, CHAIR."
Since no one came to help her, she shoved the chair off and stood it upright and instantly got to work on fixing her hair.
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Post by Canada on Jan 23, 2011 23:32:34 GMT -5
Rebecka jumped slightly when she yelped and turned to face the blond. She blinked and walked over to her. "Are you alright?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
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Post by America on Jan 23, 2011 23:33:47 GMT -5
"Totally!" she whipped around and held her hand out, "I know you from school I think. You're that chick that's in the band with Abigail, right? The one that's related to governator," that was her way of saying, 'You're Austrian'.
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Post by Canada on Jan 23, 2011 23:41:01 GMT -5
Rebecka stared at Amelia for a second then slowly nodded. "Yes, that would be me," she agreed, shaking her hand. "And I presume you are Amelia, correct?"
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Post by America on Jan 23, 2011 23:42:32 GMT -5
"How did you know?" she asked, a little more surprised than she should have been.
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Post by Canada on Jan 23, 2011 23:47:56 GMT -5
She took that as a yes. "I know the names of a lot of people in school, if not everyone," she said simply.
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Post by America on Jan 23, 2011 23:50:39 GMT -5
"Well I don't so like, what's your name?"
Her name was called and she held up a finger, "Uno momento," she ran off and came back with her ridiculous order and sat down, waiting.
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Post by Canada on Jan 23, 2011 23:53:42 GMT -5
Rebecka stood there and waited for her return. When she did come back, she glanced at what she had ordered, a somewhat stunned look appearing upon her face. She then shook it off quickly and straightened her back, making herself stand straighter. "My name is Rebecka,"
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Post by America on Jan 23, 2011 23:57:33 GMT -5
"You can sit you know? Is it an Australian thing to stand at coffee shops? And nice to meet you Rebecka."
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Australia
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Crikey, mate!
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Post by Australia on Jan 24, 2011 0:00:01 GMT -5
"Crikey, right..." The tall and tan country said slightly flustered, sitting down next to America. "I'm Oz." She introduced herself to Rebecka.
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Post by America on Jan 24, 2011 0:03:11 GMT -5
Amelia had to scoot herself over a little more to let Oz in and sipped her coffee as they met.
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Post by Canada on Jan 24, 2011 0:04:41 GMT -5
Rebecka blinked at the new person. "Hello, then, Oz," she sat down across from them.
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Crikey, mate!
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Post by Australia on Jan 24, 2011 0:16:42 GMT -5
Oz smiled sweetly. She sipped her tea and kind of gazed off at the other mall goers.
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