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Post by Max Collins on Mar 30, 2008 20:44:38 GMT -5
Max walked into his home, carrying his skateboard under his arm. He would have rode it into the house and down the hallway, like normal, but he needed to fix a wheel. He'd been walking the last 15 minutes from the local park.
He walked into his room and slammed the door. He didn't bother checking if anyone else was home, he was a little mad at the moment. Hopefully no one else would bother him, but he couldn't bet on it. He rummaged around his room trying to find the equipment to fix his broken wheel.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 30, 2008 20:53:48 GMT -5
Desiree was laying in bed watching tv with her laptop on her lap eating chocolate brownies as she heard Max come home and slam his door. She waited till the show finished, put her laptop away and stuffed a brownie in her mouth as she jumped out of bed and crossed the hallway to his room. She didn't bother knocking because she knew he wouldn't let her in.
"Hello sunshine!" She yelled as she opened the door letting it hit the wall and smirked she knew he'd hate that "Whats got your panties in a bunch?" She asked, wondering why he was so upset.
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Post by Max Collins on Mar 30, 2008 21:04:09 GMT -5
Max looked up from the drawer as his sister came into his room. He glared at her, "Thanks for knocking." He tried to ignore the door as it hit the wall. "Ha.Ha." he said sarcastically as his sister asked what was wrong in her oh so special way. Max pointed to the upsidedown skateboard on his bed and spoke as he rummaged through the drawer again, "Busted wheel. Stupid piece of crap." He slammed the drawer closed, "Do you know where my extra trucks are?" He asked looking at his sister knowing she probably didn't know, but he didn't care, and he normally asked her stupid questions like that.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 30, 2008 21:11:15 GMT -5
"Oh your welcome" she laughed she never really knocked before she walked in his room it was a force of habit. She rolled her eyes as she leaned against the drawer "You know what I do keep an extra truck in my room" she said sarcastically, she didn't know much about skate boarding it really wasn't her thing.
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Post by Max Collins on Mar 30, 2008 21:22:00 GMT -5
"That's what I thought," he mummbled to himself. He crossed his cluttered room to the closet. He looked on the bottom through the pile of mess on he knees. "Oh, I give up!" he exclamed as he fell to his back onto a plie of clothes. He looked at his sister who was leaning against one of his dressers.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 30, 2008 21:28:55 GMT -5
Desiree watched him as she ate the brownie she was holding and tried not to laugh at him. As she finished chewing she smirked "You should clean your room every four years" she laughed. She took another bite of the brownie and watched him sitting on a pile of dirty clothes on his floor "It kinda smells in here" she joked trying to keep a straight face.
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Post by Max Collins on Mar 31, 2008 11:23:35 GMT -5
"I would, but it's to much work. And it takes up way too much time. And, it doesn't smell in here, only you think so."He said trying to hide a smile, because he couldn't honestly say that. "Well," he said trying to work his way out of this,"... I don't care what you think, I'm not cleaning my room." he finished lamely. Max sat up trying, again, to look for a truck. He crawled over to his bed, and searched through the mess underneath.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 31, 2008 15:15:39 GMT -5
As he as talking Desiree kept on eating her brownie and wasn't really listening all she heard was blah blah blah and choked on a laugh. She finished her brownie and frowned but then smiled at him "Well when something starts growing under your bed don't blame me and say I didn't tell you so...because I did"
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Post by Max Collins on Mar 31, 2008 18:33:27 GMT -5
Max stopped rumaging and slid out from under his bed, extra truck in hand. He glared at his sister, but couldn't help but smile as he spoke, "I'm ammune." He turned his back on her for a moment to retreive his screwdriver and socket wrench and sat on his bed with a sigh, pulling the sateboard onto his lap to get a closer look at the broken wheel.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Apr 1, 2008 10:16:10 GMT -5
Desiree laughed "That would explain a lot of things" she said laughing still and shook her head. She walked over to him and sat down watching him fix the broken wheel "Why do you call it a truck?" She never really understood skate boarder language it was strange and very confusing which often happens to her.
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Post by Max Collins on Apr 2, 2008 16:16:20 GMT -5
Max looked at his sister like she was crazy. "I call it that because, that's what it is. Duh. It's a lot easier than saying 'that metal peice that holds the wheels'." He looked back down at his skateboard and started to remove the broken wheel and truck.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Apr 2, 2008 18:44:50 GMT -5
Desiree laughed at him and shrugged "I guess" she said as she shook her head. "Hey want a brownie?" She asked. "Made them myself!" She laughed, she always liked baking but not too much because she would get bored with it like she gets bored with everything else she does.
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Post by Max Collins on Apr 4, 2008 12:09:06 GMT -5
Max looked at his sister and laughed. She always got a little too excited. "Well, that depends... Did you poison them?" he asked as he laughed, "Yeah, I'll have one." Max finished putting on the new truck, and moved the skateboard to the ground. He threw the broken wheel and truck underneath his bed.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Apr 4, 2008 13:38:52 GMT -5
Desiree clapped as she stood up "Yay!" She said and then rolled her eyes "Well not unless you want me too" she said about the whole poison thing. "Be right back!" She said as she ran out of his room and into her room where the plate of brownies were still laying on her bed, there were only six left she ate about five of them already. She walked back in his room with the plate in her hands "Have on they are awesome!" She said as she pushed the plate in his face.
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Post by Max Collins on Apr 10, 2008 19:18:50 GMT -5
Max laughed at his overly hyper sister as she left his room to grab the plate of brownies. He cracked his knuckles as he waited for his sister to return. Once she was back into his room she shoved the plate into his face, "You don't have to shove them down my throat, I'm already going to eat one." He retorted as he took one from the plate, and put a chunk into his mouth. "Their good." he commented.
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