SHE'S BACK! SHE'S BOLD! AND.SHE'S FINALLY HOME
Diana Crescent
Chapter 15: Givin' Them Something To Talk About
Okay.standings are still the same because ff.net is still down to were you can't review.
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Amara rolled her eyes yet again as the mechanics picked on her and Trieze yet again.
Ever since they had started working on building Gundams for the group, they were having to work close, and they were receiving hell for it.
"Trieze and Amara sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage." Two big and burly men sang in their deep baritone voices.
Amara found it really ironic that these men, who were incredibly solemn and scary looking would sing this song, making fun of their boss.
Trieze let out a sigh. It was really getting to him. Sure, Amara was gorgeous, mysterious, alluring, and just down right sexy at times, but she just didn't seem like what he would date. He liked a woman who would tend to his need (a/n: obviously this man is in need of a good butt kicking so he can see the light cus no woman really cares what he wants)
Amara sighed out. It was getting to her as well. Sure, Trieze was gorgeous, considerate, polite, charming, and sexy, but he just wasn't what she wanted in a man. Though it was highly doubted that she wanted one, she did and she was looking. He wanted a woman that was all about him and she would probably blast him before an hour was up.
She just wasn't that type of girl. She wasn't the type to give up her life and identity to tend to a man's every need. She had a life and friends that she liked spending time with and if a guy couldn't handle that, then she would have no problem kicking his butt and then dumping him.
Trista walked in, smiling, knowing that her friend was almost to her wits end. So, she had decided to take her friend shopping, knowing that that, even though Amara didn't seem like the type to shop, would calm her down. She enjoyed window-shopping and trying on the clothes. (a/n: what girl doesn't!!! I know a girl who absolutely hates girlie things and she LOVES to shop) She had told her this morning that she was going to take her shopping, so she was supposed to take something to change in.
"Ready to go?"
Amara looked up and smiled gratefully. "More than ready." She said and went to the showers to get ready.
"Ready for what?" Trieze asked.
"We're leaving early. She needs the break from the Musical Mechanics."
Trieze smiled. "She's taking it really well. Better than I would in her shoes."
Trista smiled. "Better than I thought she would. She said that if somebody didn't do something soon, they were going to be toast."
Trieze smiled. "You say that as if she's hot tempered."
"No. Just not very much patience with some things."
After ten minutes of talking, they were interrupted. "Talking about me?" Amara asked.
Trieze looked over and saw her. She was like a vision. She wore a dark blue sun-dress that went to her knees. The straps were thin and showed off a great deal of her milky white shoulders.
Amara began to put in her earrings, which were dangly stars. She slipped on two silver bracelets and then her dark blue flats.
"Lets go Trista, the sooner we get out of here, the less damage I cause."
Trista laughed. "And the sooner we get to the shops."
"Have fun." Trieze said as they walked out.
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Amara sighed. Shopping yesterday hadn't helped all that much. They were still being picked on and it was annoying Trieze and herself more than ever.
"When are they going to stop?" She whined. It really wasn't like her to whine, but after a week and a half of this, she was getting desperate. She had already contemplated killing them all.
"They won't." Trieze said. An idea had formed into his head the night before. "Unless they're proven right." He said casually
Amara looked at him suspiciously. "What exactly do you mean?"
Trieze sighed, ~No point trying to fool her.~ "I've come up with an idea. We'll pretend that they're right, like we're a couple. That way, they'll calm down and stop except every once in a while."
Amara sighed, she'd been doing that a lot lately. She thought for a minute, contemplating what they would be getting into.
"Okay. You've got a deal."
He had no clue why, but he had a feeling that this was just the beginning.
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Serena sat at the dinning room table, sorting through some stuff the Millardo needed for his conference tomorrow on Colony 5.
Amara walked in, exhausted. Trieze had been right. They had started to leave them alone. She began to read some of the documents, even though she knew they were confidential.
"Trieze told me about your deal." Serena said.
Amara looked at her. "Okay.what's you opinion?"
"I have no real opinion, but do you honestly know what you're getting into?"
"No.but it's not like we have hidden emotions about each other. He wants a woman that will drop everything at his call. I'd sooner shoot him before doing that and you know it. Sure, he's charming, polite, gorgeous, and absolutely scrumptious. But I don't like him in that sense. I haven't thought of him that way."
"Oh, but he's charming, polite, gorgeous and scrumptious."
"I don't look at him in that way.I'm not blind though." Amara said smiling. She winked and left the room to go soak in a hot bath.
Serena sighed out. ~I hope that no one gets hurt in this.~
%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Okay..this is really short, but I'm trying to get the couples out of the way. Anyway, keep a lookout for chapter 16!!! I think I'm going to make it Trista and Millardo
Chapter 15: Givin' Them Something To Talk About
Okay.standings are still the same because ff.net is still down to were you can't review.
Visit my site!!!!
www.angelfire.com/anime4/dcrescent
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Amara rolled her eyes yet again as the mechanics picked on her and Trieze yet again.
Ever since they had started working on building Gundams for the group, they were having to work close, and they were receiving hell for it.
"Trieze and Amara sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage." Two big and burly men sang in their deep baritone voices.
Amara found it really ironic that these men, who were incredibly solemn and scary looking would sing this song, making fun of their boss.
Trieze let out a sigh. It was really getting to him. Sure, Amara was gorgeous, mysterious, alluring, and just down right sexy at times, but she just didn't seem like what he would date. He liked a woman who would tend to his need (a/n: obviously this man is in need of a good butt kicking so he can see the light cus no woman really cares what he wants)
Amara sighed out. It was getting to her as well. Sure, Trieze was gorgeous, considerate, polite, charming, and sexy, but he just wasn't what she wanted in a man. Though it was highly doubted that she wanted one, she did and she was looking. He wanted a woman that was all about him and she would probably blast him before an hour was up.
She just wasn't that type of girl. She wasn't the type to give up her life and identity to tend to a man's every need. She had a life and friends that she liked spending time with and if a guy couldn't handle that, then she would have no problem kicking his butt and then dumping him.
Trista walked in, smiling, knowing that her friend was almost to her wits end. So, she had decided to take her friend shopping, knowing that that, even though Amara didn't seem like the type to shop, would calm her down. She enjoyed window-shopping and trying on the clothes. (a/n: what girl doesn't!!! I know a girl who absolutely hates girlie things and she LOVES to shop) She had told her this morning that she was going to take her shopping, so she was supposed to take something to change in.
"Ready to go?"
Amara looked up and smiled gratefully. "More than ready." She said and went to the showers to get ready.
"Ready for what?" Trieze asked.
"We're leaving early. She needs the break from the Musical Mechanics."
Trieze smiled. "She's taking it really well. Better than I would in her shoes."
Trista smiled. "Better than I thought she would. She said that if somebody didn't do something soon, they were going to be toast."
Trieze smiled. "You say that as if she's hot tempered."
"No. Just not very much patience with some things."
After ten minutes of talking, they were interrupted. "Talking about me?" Amara asked.
Trieze looked over and saw her. She was like a vision. She wore a dark blue sun-dress that went to her knees. The straps were thin and showed off a great deal of her milky white shoulders.
Amara began to put in her earrings, which were dangly stars. She slipped on two silver bracelets and then her dark blue flats.
"Lets go Trista, the sooner we get out of here, the less damage I cause."
Trista laughed. "And the sooner we get to the shops."
"Have fun." Trieze said as they walked out.
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Amara sighed. Shopping yesterday hadn't helped all that much. They were still being picked on and it was annoying Trieze and herself more than ever.
"When are they going to stop?" She whined. It really wasn't like her to whine, but after a week and a half of this, she was getting desperate. She had already contemplated killing them all.
"They won't." Trieze said. An idea had formed into his head the night before. "Unless they're proven right." He said casually
Amara looked at him suspiciously. "What exactly do you mean?"
Trieze sighed, ~No point trying to fool her.~ "I've come up with an idea. We'll pretend that they're right, like we're a couple. That way, they'll calm down and stop except every once in a while."
Amara sighed, she'd been doing that a lot lately. She thought for a minute, contemplating what they would be getting into.
"Okay. You've got a deal."
He had no clue why, but he had a feeling that this was just the beginning.
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Serena sat at the dinning room table, sorting through some stuff the Millardo needed for his conference tomorrow on Colony 5.
Amara walked in, exhausted. Trieze had been right. They had started to leave them alone. She began to read some of the documents, even though she knew they were confidential.
"Trieze told me about your deal." Serena said.
Amara looked at her. "Okay.what's you opinion?"
"I have no real opinion, but do you honestly know what you're getting into?"
"No.but it's not like we have hidden emotions about each other. He wants a woman that will drop everything at his call. I'd sooner shoot him before doing that and you know it. Sure, he's charming, polite, gorgeous, and absolutely scrumptious. But I don't like him in that sense. I haven't thought of him that way."
"Oh, but he's charming, polite, gorgeous and scrumptious."
"I don't look at him in that way.I'm not blind though." Amara said smiling. She winked and left the room to go soak in a hot bath.
Serena sighed out. ~I hope that no one gets hurt in this.~
%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Okay..this is really short, but I'm trying to get the couples out of the way. Anyway, keep a lookout for chapter 16!!! I think I'm going to make it Trista and Millardo