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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 14, 2009 11:29:05 GMT -8
Kyrie ran her hand through her curled brown hair, as she placed her vitamin water into her purse. She took out her keys, walking out of the house, and shutting the door behind her. Walking down the driveway, Kyrie climbed into her silver Yukon truck. Kyrie loved having a truck. It fit almost everything you could think of, but right now, it was clean, and Kyrie only had her purse in the backseat. Other than fitting her things, her car could fit a maximum of eight people, and she loved it, especially on the nights that she was partying with people.
Pulling out of the driveway, Kyrie slid her sunglasses on over her eyes. She couldn't wait to see Andrew. They hadn't seen each other in a few weeks, and Kyrie just wanted to spend more time with her boyfriend. The paparazzi was always getting to Kyrie and Andrew. I mean, the two of them are both dancers, Andrew is in a band that's huge, and Kyrie is an actress. To the paparazzi and Kyrie and Andrew's fans, it was basically a match made in heaven for the two of them to be together. This was actually one of the things that Kyrie agreed on.
Kyrie pulled into the mall parking lot, and quickly found a spot. She parked her car, and turned the car off, taking the keys out of the ignition. Taking her bag out of the backseat, Kyrie placed her keys into her bag, and closed the bag, before opening the door. She let out a heavied, annoyed breath, seeing that the paparazzi was already crowding around her, and she climbed out of the car, placing her bag over her shoulder.
Kyrie was in a really good mood today, so she smiled to the paparazzi as she closed her car door, and started making her way to the mall enterance. She flashed the 'peace' sign a couple of times for the paparazzi, and laughed, once they all started asking her questions, about her acting, and about Andrew. She shook her head playfully, and giggled to herself, walking into the mall. A couple of the paparazzi's had already found their way inside, but it didn't really bother her, so she shook it off.
Kyrie walked down the ways of the mall, and entered the food court. Smiling a little, Kyrie bit her lip, seeing Andrew sitting down at one of the tables. She quickly ran her hand through her hair, and she walked over to the table that Andrew was sitting at. She stood behind his seat, and placed her hands over his eyes. "Guess who,"Kyrie said, with a smirk. "She's a gorgeous girl...She's an amazing dancer. She's dating a wonderful guy, and she loves him with all of her heart...And, she'll be really sad if you get it wrong," Kyrie pouted playfully.
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 15, 2009 22:01:44 GMT -8
They should die, Andrew thought as he locked and closed his front door behind him. Maybe I can run them over, and then say it was their fault… He hates the paparazzi. It’s absolutely ridiculous that they followed him everywhere, but showing up at his house was completely uncalled for. He was perfectly fine with the flashing cameras when he was starting to be noticed, but now it was like he was being hounded every second of the day. Now he knows how the extremely high-profile celebrities feel when they go out. He used to feel sorry for them, and now he feels sorry for himself.
He walked to his Range Rover, hitting the ‘unlock’ button on his alarm. Once he opened the door, he got in and locked the car up again, just in case of an ‘incident’. That happened to him once, and it scared the daylights out of him. One of the paparazzi opened his door, but he was lucky that everyone was with him. Everyone meaning Kyrie, Cameron, and Lovelin. He knew Kyrie was scared too, and he remembered her just staring at what happened. Thankfully, Lovelin was in the backseat and behind him, because she opened her door as hard as she could and knocked the camera man off balance. Andrew still laughs about it.
Pulling out of his driveway, he threw the thought about running the paparazzi away. He didn’t want to get arrested anytime soon, and if he did, it would make him a bad example. Once he knew he was okay to turn, he floored the gas pedal and thankfully got away from everyone. He slowed down after he was out of their reach. He didn’t want any accidents, especially in his neighborhood. Everyone on his block blamed him for things he didn’t even have anything to do with. He’s apparently a hoodlum. Sometimes, just to annoy his neighbors, he’d make it noticeable that he was a hoodlum. He’s not really like that, though; it’s just a pleasure to show the neighborhood what he’s really made of.
Finally making it to his destination, he parked his car, and was greeted by the paparazzi again. I’d definitely run these ones over, but Ky would kill me if I got arrested and ditched her, he thought. Getting out of the car, he locked it, and made a run for the entrance of the mall. He managed to get in, and the security guards blocked the paparazzi from following him in, causing a commotion outside. These were the times he loved being famous. He gets to dodge the cameramen once he gets inside.
Making his way through the mall, he made it to the food court, and sat down at a table. He was meeting Kyrie here today, and he couldn’t wait to see her. They hadn’t seen each other in a while, and he missed her. He missed her if they were away for even a day, let alone a couple weeks. He hated being away from her. He’s head-over-heels in love with her, and he didn’t know what he’d do without her. Not only is she his girlfriend, but she’s also his best friend, and that meant a lot. He couldn’t imagine life without her, and if he had to, he’d be forced to suicide.
Feeling hands cover his eyes, and hearing Kyrie’s voice, he smiled. Hearing her say she’d be upset if he got the answer wrong, he decided to play around with her. “Lovelin, I told you we can’t do this in public; what happens if someone finds out?” Of course, he wasn’t serious. He’d never cheat on Kyrie. Especially not with Lovelin. They get on each others’ nerves too much to be a couple. He wouldn’t even want to try that relationship out. He was happy with where he’s at and who he’s with and he wouldn’t trade it for the world.
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 16, 2009 3:24:39 GMT -8
Kyrie kept the pout on her face, and she moved her hands away from Andrew's eyes, resting her head on top of his. "Wrong answer..." She said, with a playful whine.
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 16, 2009 12:47:30 GMT -8
"Uh oh. Before you start killing me, let me tell Lovelin we got caught," he said jokingly as he took his phone out of his pocket.
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 16, 2009 13:09:10 GMT -8
"Call her laterrrr," Kyrie said, laughing a little as she sat down on the chair across from Andrew, and she smiled a little, looking at him. "I missed you..."
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 16, 2009 13:18:08 GMT -8
"I missed you, too. I can't tell you how many times I got trampled on by those kids; don't ever babysit for that girl. They're the female versions of Denis The Menace."
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 16, 2009 13:21:26 GMT -8
Kyrie laughed, and she shook her head. "They love me...I wonder why they don't behave for you."
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 16, 2009 13:28:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 16, 2009 13:55:24 GMT -8
"I know," Kyrie said, giggling. She leaned over the table, and kissed Andrew's lips, lightly. "I missed you."
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 16, 2009 15:00:54 GMT -8
"I missed you, too," he said returning the kiss. "What have you been up to?"
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 16, 2009 20:00:46 GMT -8
"Ah...Nothing, really."Kyrie said, with a giggle, before shaking her head. "You?"
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 16, 2009 20:18:04 GMT -8
"Nothing. Just being jumped by evil little midgets, like I said before."
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 23, 2009 15:24:48 GMT -8
"Well..That sucks." Kyrie laughed a little, and she shook her head, looking at Andrew, "But, look at the bright side..Now, you get to spend time with me!"
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Post by Andrew Carlisle on Jan 23, 2009 15:45:13 GMT -8
"That's a very, very bright side. I think I might need sunglasses for this side."
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Post by Kyrie Mitchell on Jan 23, 2009 16:30:49 GMT -8
Kyrie laughed a little, and she shook her head, getting up from the seat she was sitting in, and she held out her hand. "Come on," She said, with a giggle. "We get to hold hands while we walk around...And, that's fun."
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