Larissa, that's a very nice ball ! I want one of those!! (:
Back from student council overseas community involvement programme trip. We were told to re-paint orphanages and add some murals to the walls (& my gosh, the walls were SO horrid. we had to like scrub them multiple times). Pictures...
Hey Everyone.
I will be going overseas for a holiday until maybe 2nd December? You can read about in my blog. So I won't be able to RP.
These are my characters :
Recky Christiansen
Jasper Rockwood
Benjamin Ferrars
& here's my sister's {she's coming along} account:
Sierra Richardson
I'll see...
Recky sighed a little, the conference did seem a little too long foe him. He smiled a little when Bouquet explained that the boy in the photograph was her cousin. He watched as Bouquet told the whole group of reporters that the conference was over. Recky heaved a sigh of relief. Finally! he...
Recky's jaw dropped when he saw the photograph. How in the world did the world even manage to take the photograph? It was like she was everywhere and she watched Bouquet's every move. He nodded when Bouquet said the guy in the picture was someone else. It was only his back, so it could be...
Recky turned to stare at the lady. Did she just ask a question about him. He prayed that Bouquet could answer something that could shut her up like god-brother or something. Recky sighed, the conference was harder than he thought it was going to be. Perhaps it was better if he didn't come at...
Recky looked at the amount of people in front of him. No wonder Bouquet was nervous he thought. He watched as one of the reporters, a lady, shouted out her question. Recky reached for his glass of water which had been placed in front of him. He almost choked when he heard the lady's question...
Recky followed Bouquet and her secretary to their destination. For some reason or another, he was feeling nervous too. Would the paparazzi be wondering what he was doing with Bouquet? Would they take his picture and write about him? Recky swallowed his saliva, butterflies flying on his stomach...
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