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When she had her black hair -- ^

She teen walked into the mall wearing a white tank top reading PARAMORE ROX with a black cami under it, she was wearing a Abercrombie jacket( Click ) and a big bracelet gripping her left wrist. Her long, platinum blonde had dark brown underneath and it was neatly let down, her bangs covering her right eye. Flipping out her cell phone she was about to dial a number when she felt something slam against her. A little girl with a candy cane wasn't looking and crashed into Erin.

I...I..I'm sorry ma'am! Her weak little voice barely managed to blurt the words out. Hey, It's almost Christmas, it's alright kid! She smiled and walked onto the line to the elevator. The girl stared for a bit, her accent sounding odd yet unique to her youthful ears. Her mother quickly motioned for her to come to her and scolded her for running around so recklessly. Erin slightly jumped as her phone rang Paramore's "Pressure" her best budd Cheyenne Winter giving her a phone call.

Cheyenne ;; Hey, it's me!
Erin ;; Ha! I was wondering when you where going to call me, I thought history would never end. I've never heard one person ramble on about some piece of paper some dude wrote!
Cheyenne ;; I bet they didn't teach U.S history in Russia, didn't they??!
Erin ;; -Said No, You bet they didn't! in Russian-
Cheyenne ;;No comprendo! LOL! Anyways, I have to go and watch some T.V and babysit my bro, talk to you on Myspace, kay?
Cheyenne ;;Bye, see you later!

She hung her phone and boarded the elevator, taking in the scenery,hopeful she'd meet someone new.

I'm okay, I swear.

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Crazy they Call me Crazy...
Damn Straight


Crazy. That was his name... I mean to say he had a
given name, not that anyone knows it. Some say he
doesn't even remember. His dark brown hair was
mussed from running his fingers though it
why are you lookin' at me?

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She turned around, startled by the sudden sound. She looked at him and thought of something to say. I'm Erin, I'm sort of new here, I moved from Russia so I don't really know my way around but...yea. Her accent flowed out of her mouth like a never ending waterfall, free and happy. She was proud of her roots, her mom was American and her dad Russian and her myspace default is a picture of her holding a U.S and Russia mini flag in her hands.

She looked him over, not exactly her taste but hey, never judge a book by it's cover, never. The wise words of her mom, who she hadn't seen in a few good months. Erin heard the elevator door open and walked a few steps out, waiting to see where this guy would go.

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Crazy, They Call Me Crazy...
Damn Straight

He was slightly surprised that she had spoken back to him
His lips parted very slight and he cocked his head to the side
Crazy
He said coolly and raised an eyebrow
From Russia?
He hooked his thumb in his suspenders, The way he had got
his name was from the way he danced. In the old country
(which all so was a secret, he wont tell anyone where he is
from) He crashed weddings to dance... His fashion scense was
all so whack so he can imagine what he was wearing. He loved
glamor and attention and when he got bored he would find
some where with music and dance his ass off. Then some girl
or another would come over and most of the time he was in
luck. The crazy worked for him... Hey I can dig it

What is wearing and what he looks like...


This is him dancing...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qTFqnDpuvE

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When she had her black hair -- ^

She couldn't help but be a bit confused by his style, but she liked the fact that at least he wasn't afraid to start a new trend. Erin glanced at her black flat shoes with a small bite bow on it, her favorite pair of flats she owned. She opened her Dooney & Burke white handbag ( Click to view it ) and pulled out her phone to check the time, perfect she had 3 hours before she had to meet Cheyenne at the party at her house.

Yes, my father is Russian and my mother from New York but I was born near Moscow, where are you from?. Her mixed accent flowing around her words. She ran her fingers through her long hair as she taped her foot to the song playing in the store she was standing by.

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I won't Tell
he said and grinned a challenge in his eyes
I'll never tell
He laughed out loud and held his hands up playfully
Nor my name...
he leaned in closer and whispered
It's a secret, Just like the rest of me
He loved the mess with people, shake them up if he
could. He played this game with everyone, a test if
you will. His brown eyes sparkled as he watched a
hot girl walk past in "f* me pumps"

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She gave him a confused look, but hey, if that's the way he was she'd had to just accept it. You must dislike your name and your home, I imagine. She commented, not wanting to offend anyone, but she did think a lot about how unusual 'Crazy' was for a nickname, it's better than 'Insane'.

No muse....

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He turned his attention back to the girl in front of him
No. They are fine
he said and stepped closer to her to get a better look
So Erin. Do you smoke? Drink?
he asked hoping she would say yes, his dark eyes somehow
darker than normal

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She looked back at him, Oh, I see. If he had a secret, she was not going to invade his privacy as she wouldn't want someone to do that do her. Her black flat shoes tapped against the floor, the sights and smells of Chritmas making her smile.

It depends... She replied to his question, not much of an answer but it beat nothing.

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Crazy laughed and held his hand up to be high fived
C'mon don't be coy
he hissed and smiled harshly

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Her eyes looked at him, almost digging into him trying to figure out what he was trying to do. It depends on my mood, I'm not much a smoking person really. She said, the foul smell of smoke making her nose want to burn off.

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He snapped his fingers and pointed at her
Where have I seen you before?
He asked and almost added
Oh yeah in my dreams
but he thought he would save the bad
pick-up lines 'till later

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When she had her black hair -- ^

She blinked a few times and glanced over towards him. School? Do you go to Avalon High? She asked, quickly texting to Cheyenne about where she was today. She ran her fingers through her bangs and let them hang over her left eye.

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when I go to school he said simply and shrugged It's a waste, school is. He said and shifted his weight to the side. And you? He asked You go ta school? He asked. looked down at his clothes and brushed invisible dust off his pants. That was another funny thing about Crazy he was obsessed with his appearance. Not that his clothes were the norm. But he loved them and took good care of them