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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Nov 8, 2008 22:58:31 GMT -5
Sharpay hummed a little as she walked, texting mindlessly to people. "Newty, come on!" she rolled her eyes. She had made him take all of the luggage, which was no surprise. The only thing she was carrying was her carry on, which was her purse with her laptop, a book, a notebook, a pen, and as soon as she put it back, her phone. She was a princess after all.
But he was lucky; she was his princess.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Nov 8, 2008 23:03:45 GMT -5
Okay, Okay, Okay, I'm comming. he said, dragging loads of pink suitcases, which weren't very 'manly,' but everyone knew Sharpay Evans and on all her luggage there was SE in rinestones imprinted on her suitcases. And on top of that, newt had 1 suitcase and his guitar bag along with a carry on. He walked through the doors of the airport's main entrance and looked around, as the Alberquruque Airport was so big, but he has seen bigger.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Nov 8, 2008 23:08:28 GMT -5
"Good." she grinned, looking behind her at him, winking once, and then she turned back around and kept texting happily to both Mikayla and Gabriella at the same time. "You know, if you went faster, we could be making out in the waiting room before the plane boards, ya know. We've only made out once this week. We can 3 more times. I've been counting." she smiled.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Nov 8, 2008 23:15:30 GMT -5
Im comming. he said. Let's check in now, he said happily. Finally, all of these bags are off my hand. he said to himself. He waited in line, on the WestJet ticket booth. Do you have the tickets, Shar? he asked.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Nov 8, 2008 23:22:11 GMT -5
"'No, I forgot them.' Of course I have them, Newt." she rolled her eyes, turning off her phone and exchanging it for the tickets. "I'm a blonde, but I'm not that blonde, Newton. That's fun. Newton. Can I call you Newton from now on? Newton..." she grinned. She was in a good mood.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Nov 8, 2008 23:24:30 GMT -5
Yess, He said. He smiled, it was there turn. He put the suitcases on the scale, the lady put the stickers on the bags and smiled. He then put on hsi carry-on adidas bag over his shoulder.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Nov 8, 2008 23:35:12 GMT -5
She grinned at him. "Love you," she smiled at him, and leaned in, kissing his cheek sweetly. She gently swayed back and forth. Her ring was still on her finger and it was probably even more shiny than it normally was. For what reason, she didn't know, but she didn't really notice either. She giggled and took his hand, without even thinking about it. Lately, it had been happening a lot.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Nov 8, 2008 23:37:22 GMT -5
Moodswings much? he said, as the lady gave him the boarding passes. He whispered. "First class." in her ear, as he put the passes in his pocket.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Nov 8, 2008 23:41:03 GMT -5
She giggled again. "Maybee." she smiled and held his hand tighter. "You love me too, though, of course?" she grinned again, still bubbling up with laughter. "You're so cute!" she said, putting up her hand and playing with his hair.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Nov 9, 2008 16:51:16 GMT -5
Lets go, he said putting his carry on over his shouler, then running through security, and jumped through the thing and screamed, COOKIES! with his arms in the air.
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