when you open up your EYES ,, [beth]

[charlotte denver •]

*TURN RIGHT YOU WON'T,
BE ALONE YOU MIGHT FALL
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The door swung open with a creak as the female pushed it open with her hand. The sixteen year old crossed over to the counter, flashing a grin at the cashier. "One latte please,"

[/color] she ordered, scanning the menu quickly. As he took her money she looked around. Charlotte had never been here before - she was still fairly new to town and hadn't really explored too much. But today she'd decided to find out where you could get coffee and she first place she'd found was this place - the Two Little Birds. She took her drink with a grin and headed towards a table. Placing it on the table, Charlotte then left it and headed towards the book store part of the shop. She was in her element around books and she ran her fingers along the spines of them with a light smile on her face. She let out a quiet but triumphant cheer as she found the book she'd been searching for. Charlotte went and paid for the book before heading back to her table.

Charlotte slipped into her seat, took a sip of her coffee and began to read. She was soon absorbed in the book, taking little notice of what was around her. The brunette was suddenly disturbed by someone coughing and tapping their foot in front of her. Charlotte jumped slightly and looked up. "Can I help you with something?"[/color] she asked sarcastically as she raised her gaze to meet the other person's.
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*WORDS, two fifty
*NOTES, sorry for the crapiness, bethy. <3
*STATUS, FINISHED !
*TAG, for beth with paris
*OUTFIT, here!
*CREDIT, THIS AMAZING THREAD TEMPLATE IS MADE BY CC! OF CAUTION 2.0.
KEEP THIS CREDIT ON HERE OR I WILL CURBSTOMP YOU (IN THE MOST LOVING WAY POSSIBLE!)

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[paris richelieu]

I GOT THAT BOOM BOOM POW
*THEM CHICKENS JACKIN MY STYLE*
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Paris absoloutly need a cup of coffee, but unfortunatly her coffee machine was broken, so she had nothing but a choice to go out and look for a place that sold coffee. The  sixteen year old Paris, found a small place called 'Two little birds.' Paris slowl wlked in hoping everyone wont just start looking at her, as she didn't feel like talking to anyone she doesn't know right at that time. Paris felt down today because it was her dead horses birthday. She took a seat and ordered some coffee, after one cup she went o the toilets to sort out her hair and to make she it wasn't going all messy like it sometimes does. "Im so pathetic" Paris wasn't one of those girls that always carried around make up and extra clothe, she didn't even wear any makeup except for special occassions. Paris was very new, and didn't know much places.

Paris went over to the bookshelf and picked up a book. Paris didn't usually read much but this book reminded her of home, well her old home in france. She read it by the counter on a stool and by the time she had five cups of coffee she was already half way through. Paris didn't even look at her table and closed her eyes and mind and just walked all the way to her table, sat downand opened up. Someone was sat on her table infront of her, she wondered who it  was then decided to make a speech. " Why are you sat on my table."

puppet;; Paris richileu
words;; two hundred sixty one
notes;; Not very good, sorry. xD
outfit;;clickeh"]http://www.polyvore.com/009/set?id=11056777]clickeh