The cafe` was dark, unlike it was when Sofie was here earlier with her friends. Some time had passed since she arrived in the small building minuti ago, waiting for so-called "Duncan" to come. I bet he's a jerk. Sofie told herself. I bet he's not coming. He's just going to look at the clock and think, "Oh. I had a data with that tired-looking girl her sister set up. Eh, she's probably ugly and boring. I blow it off. We won't see each other again, anyway." At that moment the door burst open and Sofie's head shot to the direction of the sound. A boy her age came in, wearing punkish clothing and was covered in perspiration. Sofie stared at him oddly, as if something was familiar about him. He was hunched forward, coughing and breathing deeply. He slowly walked over to the tavolo she sat at and gripped the back of one of the chairs in front of her.
"Are you.. S-Sofie..?" He asked, wheezing and gasping for air.
"Yes. Are te Duncan?"
He nodded.
"I'm not late, am I?"
"No."
"How long have te been waiting?"
"About 6 minutes."
"We had a data tonight, correct?"
"Well, I'm not thinking of it as a date. Just coffee. With a friend." She said.
"So I'm your friend, am I?" He smiled deviously. She frowned slightly and commented,
"Why are te all sweaty?" He looked at her, then down at his shirt.
"I rode my bike here."
"What happened to your car?"
"It.. caught on fire."
Sofie's eyes went wide, but she chuckled.
"Why did your car catch on fire?"
"Well, I was driving it here, it made some weird noises, I got out, and it caught on fire." Duncan told her, taking a sede, sedile beside her.
"Ha, Okay." Sofie giggled. "So, te called for help, and thats why your late?"
"No." He said. "I quickly took my bike from the trunk, and then rode here."
"You left your car on fuoco on the side of the rode!?" Sofie gasped. His eyes wondered around the room.
"I'm sure someone found it.."
Sofie laughed again. Soon Sumer came over, holding a small tray with a cup of coffee on it, and a younger girl beside her. Sofie took the cup from the tray, tipped Sumer, then glanced at the girl.
"Who is this, Sumer?" She asked. Sumer looked down dominately at the girl. She stared back up at her, with honest eyes, but no smile. She brushed long brown hair off her shoulder but still detto nothing.
"This is Ava." Sumer finally spoke, not moving her eyes from the girl's. "She's our train-ee. We're teaching her to wait tables."
Ava nodded. She looked about 12 o 13. When Sumer looked away from Ava she noticed Duncan, who was silently stroking his mohawk with his fingers.
"Who's is this, Sofie?" Sumer mimicked.
"Duncan." Sofie replied, taking a sip of her coffee. Sumer scanned her eyes over him, then turned away, taking Ava's hand and briskly striding across the room as usual. Sofie continued to look at her disappearing figure as Sumer leaned down to Ava's ear, and whispered something that Sofie thought was "He was cute", and giggiled again.
"Where do te work?" Duncan said, breaking the quiet. Sofie turned back to face him, and pondered his question.
"A butique." She answered.
"Fancy!" He smirked.
"Ha ha, te could say that."
"What part of the store?"
"Watch Counter."
"Nice.." Briefly he put his hand on superiore, in alto of her's and grinned some more. "I'll have to visit you, sometime."
Sofie's cuore began to beat steadily.
"Duncan.. I have a boyfriend." Sofie choked out. He took his hand off and laid it in his lap.
"I know. Your sister told me." He said, glancing off to the side.
"His name is Henry." Sofie added, triumphently.
"Cute." He laughed. Sofie regretfully looked down at her watch and sighed.
"I have to get home." She picked up her cappotto and began to walk out the door.
"Why so soon?" Duncan asked, almost getting out of his sede, sedile to go after her.
"I have a data with Henry." She said, not looking into his sorrowful eyes.
"Right.. your boyfriend."
"Correct." She smiled, and continued to walk away.
"Are you.. S-Sofie..?" He asked, wheezing and gasping for air.
"Yes. Are te Duncan?"
He nodded.
"I'm not late, am I?"
"No."
"How long have te been waiting?"
"About 6 minutes."
"We had a data tonight, correct?"
"Well, I'm not thinking of it as a date. Just coffee. With a friend." She said.
"So I'm your friend, am I?" He smiled deviously. She frowned slightly and commented,
"Why are te all sweaty?" He looked at her, then down at his shirt.
"I rode my bike here."
"What happened to your car?"
"It.. caught on fire."
Sofie's eyes went wide, but she chuckled.
"Why did your car catch on fire?"
"Well, I was driving it here, it made some weird noises, I got out, and it caught on fire." Duncan told her, taking a sede, sedile beside her.
"Ha, Okay." Sofie giggled. "So, te called for help, and thats why your late?"
"No." He said. "I quickly took my bike from the trunk, and then rode here."
"You left your car on fuoco on the side of the rode!?" Sofie gasped. His eyes wondered around the room.
"I'm sure someone found it.."
Sofie laughed again. Soon Sumer came over, holding a small tray with a cup of coffee on it, and a younger girl beside her. Sofie took the cup from the tray, tipped Sumer, then glanced at the girl.
"Who is this, Sumer?" She asked. Sumer looked down dominately at the girl. She stared back up at her, with honest eyes, but no smile. She brushed long brown hair off her shoulder but still detto nothing.
"This is Ava." Sumer finally spoke, not moving her eyes from the girl's. "She's our train-ee. We're teaching her to wait tables."
Ava nodded. She looked about 12 o 13. When Sumer looked away from Ava she noticed Duncan, who was silently stroking his mohawk with his fingers.
"Who's is this, Sofie?" Sumer mimicked.
"Duncan." Sofie replied, taking a sip of her coffee. Sumer scanned her eyes over him, then turned away, taking Ava's hand and briskly striding across the room as usual. Sofie continued to look at her disappearing figure as Sumer leaned down to Ava's ear, and whispered something that Sofie thought was "He was cute", and giggiled again.
"Where do te work?" Duncan said, breaking the quiet. Sofie turned back to face him, and pondered his question.
"A butique." She answered.
"Fancy!" He smirked.
"Ha ha, te could say that."
"What part of the store?"
"Watch Counter."
"Nice.." Briefly he put his hand on superiore, in alto of her's and grinned some more. "I'll have to visit you, sometime."
Sofie's cuore began to beat steadily.
"Duncan.. I have a boyfriend." Sofie choked out. He took his hand off and laid it in his lap.
"I know. Your sister told me." He said, glancing off to the side.
"His name is Henry." Sofie added, triumphently.
"Cute." He laughed. Sofie regretfully looked down at her watch and sighed.
"I have to get home." She picked up her cappotto and began to walk out the door.
"Why so soon?" Duncan asked, almost getting out of his sede, sedile to go after her.
"I have a data with Henry." She said, not looking into his sorrowful eyes.
"Right.. your boyfriend."
"Correct." She smiled, and continued to walk away.
Name: Sophie
Age: 12
Possy:JG's possy
friends: JG, Vanita, Julie, Cody, Blake.
Relatives:Cody
Type:Delinqent/classclown/goth/fungirl/partier!
Phrase:uh, yeah like I said, te SO owe me, dude.
Sophie is the youngest person on TDA, but not the shortest (Blake is). Sophie has never had a boring giorno in her life, she lives to party but also has a dark personality (just like JG). Some say that she dresses like Julie, and looks like Tonya, but she is not a mixture of both of them. Sophie is picked on alot da Justin. Sophie had to stop it so she put him on a bus (telling him that it was to the emmies) and it was actually a bus to Norway. Sophie hates Trent, Heather, and Bryana's possy, just like the rest of JG's possy. Sophie (like everyone else) gets a costume change in the half mark point. Her clothes turn to a più 70's hippy apperence. When Sophie 's the new outfit, it is when she has turned 13.
Age: 12
Possy:JG's possy
friends: JG, Vanita, Julie, Cody, Blake.
Relatives:Cody
Type:Delinqent/classclown/goth/fungirl/partier!
Phrase:uh, yeah like I said, te SO owe me, dude.
Sophie is the youngest person on TDA, but not the shortest (Blake is). Sophie has never had a boring giorno in her life, she lives to party but also has a dark personality (just like JG). Some say that she dresses like Julie, and looks like Tonya, but she is not a mixture of both of them. Sophie is picked on alot da Justin. Sophie had to stop it so she put him on a bus (telling him that it was to the emmies) and it was actually a bus to Norway. Sophie hates Trent, Heather, and Bryana's possy, just like the rest of JG's possy. Sophie (like everyone else) gets a costume change in the half mark point. Her clothes turn to a più 70's hippy apperence. When Sophie 's the new outfit, it is when she has turned 13.
Blake was tired of everyone calling him short. The only ones that he was OK with calling him short was JG and vanita. JG's nickname for Blake was munchfriend. at first, Blake hated it. but he admitted that it grew on him. bryana was always calling im short and making puns. finnaly Blake snaped big time! he went and told off everyone who called him short, o a midget, o shorty, o wee man (off of jackass). he told off everyone that was outside of JG's possy. the people that he REALLY took his time telling off was chris and bryana. he was now like a midget gangsta! he was mad but then as soon as he wasn't mad he turned back into himself again.
"shes pretty , shes nice." exlames courtney.
"just one hug and your done "chris detto snaping his finger.
"that looks really real man!" detto doncan.
"DUDE , SHES MADE OF CARDBOURD GET IN THE GAME !" detto tyler.
"hey , its ok if te can't do it"courtney detto conferting him
"alright, i'll try." he detto smiling.
" te can do this ." detto courtney.
"ok ok" he detto with confidence
aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa( sorry , thats the song they put in the the backround)
doncan did it! he huged the standee.
"whoooooooohoooo!!!!" cried courtney "doncan your awsome!"
"ha , i did it !" he detto happily
courtney hugs duncan then remembers that she pretends she dons't like him.
"wooooooooohoooooooo"cried everyone.............thanks ...........................have a good one