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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 11:23:08 GMT 9
Kimberly had just reached her new apartment building with a hauling trailer behind her car. She sighed at the amount of work she had to do as she stepped away from her car and opened the back. There was furniture and boxes to the ceiling of the trailer. She wondered how her little car pulled it without breaking down. Taking the keys out of her pocket, she placed the key chain into her mouth, holding on with her teeth as she picked up a box with a grunt. |
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 11:29:25 GMT 9
Do this, do that. Stay here, go there. who does she think she is? Miguel thought as he walked down the road. He wasn't very happy about his mother pushing him around all morning just because she was busy, knowing that his grandmother was coming.
It wasn't until he noticed a moving van right down the nearest apartment to his house. Another one of them newbies, heh? He strolled over to the van to see what was going on, and who was moving to the town. Surely it was someone who has never lived in Tree Hill before. He wasn't a local at Tree Hill, but he has lived long enough to know the works.
"HEY NEWBIE!" he called out loud, waiting if there was someone to answer.
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 11:34:28 GMT 9
Kimberly jumped, almost losing her box, but losing the keys she was holding in her mouth. As they clang on the ground, she turned around. "Hello," she answered, putting the box back down to pick up her keys. "I guess everyone knows I'm new, even before I finished unpacking and gone sightseeing," she chuckled.
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 11:41:17 GMT 9
Miguel scratched his head discreetly. Hot girl. he thought to himself. he wished that he didn't yell newbie too loud.
With a smile, he said, 'Sorry about that!" he called out. "Need any help carrying stuff around?"
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 11:51:00 GMT 9
Kimberly looked from Miguel to her load of stuff, and back to him, "Please, that would be great! I'm Kimberly by the way," she smiled a toothy grin, sticking her hand out. "Are you new too?"
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 11:56:16 GMT 9
"Not so," replied Miguel with a smile as he ran up to where Kimberly was. "I'm Miguel by the way, Miguel Vega," he ssaid, giving her quite a wide smile.
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 12:00:51 GMT 9
"Pleasure," Kimberly nodded. "Now I have some really heavy boxes that I dont have enough muscle to lift. Can you help me?" she asked "I'm on the third floor. Apartment... 28 I think."
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 12:09:27 GMT 9
"Sure!" exclaimed Miguel as he turned around. "Just point me to the boxes and I'll get them up to you. Apartment 28, right?" he said as he was headed down to where the rest of the boxes has been lying. "By the way," said Miguel when he paused for a bit, "welcome to Tree Hill. Where are you from anyway?"
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 12:16:18 GMT 9
"Vancouver Canada," Kimberly grinned. "And thank you. You're the first person to welcome me." She moved to a set of boxes. "These boxes here that are blocking the sofa are really heavy. Please be careful."
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 12:22:51 GMT 9
Miguel pointed to his biceps. "I trained these babies for a reason," he said with a smile as he bent down to grab one of the boxes. "I'm heading one up your way now," he said.
This was so much better than getting groceries for his mother.
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 12:31:38 GMT 9
Kimberly quickly picked up her box, which was quite a bit lighter than Miguel's and made a dash for the door as fast as she could. She unlocked it, and looked around. The walls in the kitchen and living room matched in mocha tones and the floors were dark hardwood throughout. The space was large, and she had her own balcony. "Wow. Bigger than I thought," she said to herself.
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 12:36:03 GMT 9
Miguel set the box to the floor. "So how are you liking Tree Hill so far?" he asked.
Having been new once himself, he did not immediately like the place...much less the people.
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 13:03:49 GMT 9
"I cant really say. I just got here a few hours ago," she grinned. "So far I'm neutral to it. You said you werent from here. Where were you before? What school did you attend?"
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Post by Lexie on Jul 5, 2008 13:08:45 GMT 9
Miguel stretched his arms for a bit before he answered. "I was in Spain before I came. Studied in la Marina most of my life," he replied.
He, of course, missed La Marina. Who won't anyway? Those were his glory days, days when he was the star of the team...of the school. Everyone knew him. In Tree Hill, he was just another one of the new kids...not the native.
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Post by thatredhead on Jul 5, 2008 13:11:47 GMT 9
"Spain? thats quite a ways away. Why did you move?" Kimberly asked. "Am I asking too many questions?" she wondered out loud as she left the room to grab another box.
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