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{{ Woah! I missed a lot. Sure, I can make Dylan run into her now. I don't need a quote, I'm sure the post won't be to hard to hunt down xD

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Dylan scratched Jazzy on the head once before he hopped down from the old wooden fence of her paddock, deciding it was a nice night for a walk. It was oddly quiet around the barn, not a human was in sight. He scanned the scene, orbs only landing on various tranquil horses grazing in their paddocks. He sighed softly, watching as the dim white mist sprawled into the chilly night air from his mouth. Dylan wondered which way to go and decided the pond, it was always calming to sit in his favorite rock and watch the water. As he began to walk down the dimly lit trail, Dylan was surprised to see a dark shillouette heading in the same direction. He directed his attention on the figure, casually inching closer until he could completely make out the familiar features of Decoda. Something seemed off.. Was it that her face was red and streaked with tears or that she was walking to the lake in the middle of the night? Then again, so was he. So that left the tears. Instinctually, Dylan wanted to comfort her. He slot made his way up to the girl until they were walking shoulder to shoulder, turning his head to the moonlight revealed his features. Most of the black eye had healed but it was still possible to see it there, somewhere. Obviously Decoda wasn't okay so that'd be a dumb question to ask. "What happened?" He finly sliced through the silence, wondering if she wanted to actually talk or not.

[Daisy.Chain]

Decoda;;
As the cool breeze of the night wisped through the trees and river banks, Deocda heard the following foot steps of another. The moonlight illuminated The mysterious figures, perfect aligned cheekbones, and delicate facial features. From the perfection of his features their was no denying that the figure was Dylan "Dylan!" She announced, as she gently hugged him. She stood frozen in the same position as she sobbed into his shoulder. "It's Bryce " she finally stated "he kissed me, and he told me he loved me. But... I don't love him like he loves me!" She mumbled through her tears. "So I guess he hates me now!." Decoda released her arms and sat down on a long fallen down log. The night fog was dense, and the darkness was cold. Decoda shivered a moment, followed by the hair on her skin to rise. Her arms wrapped around each other as she rubbed her arms, to create warmth through friction.

[TruckerGirl]

(Is anyone open for Rocket as I wait for Fabline, Rocket is in his stall. I would rp with Jennifer but I'm waiting for Fabline. and I don't want to be rude and just adandon her. )

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Dylan was glad to put a brief smile on her face and wrapped is arms around her also until she broke away, plopping down on a nearby called log. He followed and sat next to her, listening carefully to the story. He flinched at the word 'love', it was so powerful. "He doesn't hate you," Dylan responded in a tone that almost made Decoda sound foolish, of course Bryce didn't hate her. Dylan removed his black hoodie and wrappe it around Decoda's shoulders. He was only wearing a black t-shirt but Dtlan didn't get cold easily. He wrapped his arm comfortingly around his shoulder and sighed softly. It was odd that he was being emotionally supportive to Decoda, his crush, about Bryce, a guy who disliked him. It didn't feel right but Decoda needed this, who else could she talk to?

{{ Got to go, I can post tomorrow. Night

[jet pack blues]

Luke;;!
Driving off into the night, Luke harmonised to the soft acoustic, country song that played on the radio. One arm out of the window, and the other on the wheel they drove for about 10km (I don't know how many miles? But it's about a 10 minute drive) pulling up into the roller rink car park he killed the motor and sat a moment, before leaping out and heading to the entrance. Once inside, he payed for entry as well as the hire for the roller blades. Something about wearing shoes that other people have worn multiple times almost made Luke sick! He wasn't the germ-freak type but he liked everything to be hygienic. " size 8 please" (no idea what american size that is) he asked politely, then turned to Ash

(Don't worry about converting all of that, I'm not too sure about all of that either)

Ashleigh;;
Following behind Luke, I know my size by heart. "7, please," I say politely to the guy across the counter. I had grown up in this town, and sometimes roller blading was the only thing we could seem to find to do on the weekends. This was almost like routine to me. As he walks back and retrieves the correct size, he places them on the counter for us. I glance around at all of the people who were here as well, and instantly recognize other seniors in my class as well. Catherine Harris and Mackenzie LeDoux notice me, and practically die of a heart attack. I'm surprised they're still alive by the time they make their way over to me. I shoot Luke a pained look, right before both girls start shooting questions towards me. I smile. "It hasn't been that long since I've seen y'all," I point out, taking over the top of them. There's no doubt about it that they're just a little too perky about this whole situation. Then I realize what they're after. "Who's that?" Catherine asks me discretely, gesturing to Luke.

(OMG... Why.. Why I would put this situation out there is a mystery to me. I really didn't know what else to do so just don't judge me...)

[Daisy.Chain]

Luke;;
Carrying the shoes over to a bench seat in the corner, Ash stopped dead in her track. The look that Ash sent Luke was hilarious, it was a cross between horrified, and mortified. Luke automatically felt her pain as two super energetic, bubbly teenagers attacked Ash with questions. Suddenly all of them turned to look at Luke, "hey, Um I'm Luke, Nice to meet you" he said awkwardly as they stared him down. There was no reason for them all to go silent and stare him down like hunger wolves, searching for food, was there? Luke checked his face to see if there was still sauce that he'd forgotten to wipe off, but all was clean. Luke stood back a little and ran his fingers through his hair.

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(Bring it on! Rebel could RP with either if you want, although I'm a little rusty with horses?)

{{*Psshhh* DON"T LEAVE ME HANGING!!? *Hangs solemnly on RP thread*

[TruckerGirl]

Jennifer to Fabline
"Well just you really, I went to get Rocket and there was ton of people I said hi and went off to get Rocket by the time I got back everyone was gone, but the stable hand and other girl." she said with a half smile.

[jet pack blues]

Ashleigh;;
They ceased their questions as I escaped and sat down by Luke. "I think they find you as an easy prey, considering you're here with me," I inform him, my voice a cross of humor and frustration. I was never one to be seen with a very complicated relationship, and girls like Catherine and Mackenzie knew which ones to pick off from which girls they had been with. It was sort of like a conveyor belt. I glance up again to see the two giggling Luke's way, giving him cutesy little finger waves. They piss me off. I keep my gaze focused on the ground, just waiting for Luke to be finished.

(Okayy, Cu... If you insisstt!)

Rebel;;
Sighing softly, the sorrel gelding rested his neck over the door of his stall. He was quite the lazy horse, and the only thing that could really get him going was the barrel pattern. He opened his dropping eyelids and peered down the barn aisle. It didn't appear as though any of the other horses were awake, so he silently crept into his paddock. Rebel moved to a small patch of grass that had miraculously grown through the otherwise barren pen, and nibbled away at the sweet vegetation.