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Post by rebekah on Dec 2, 2008 6:02:11 GMT -5
December 7th, 2008
It had been almost two weeks since Rebekah had called upon Henry in a confused state over everything which had happened between her and James, and how she felt about Henry. After quite a lengthy conversation with Henry, she realised she was just confused, and the feelings she had for him were purely that of a good friend, like a sister loving her a brother. She was glad to have Henry in her life, and she hoped she always would.
But Rebekah had decided to start a new life. With the money she had from her time in Las Vegas she had enough to make a fresh start, and that fresh start she was making in New York, so she could be nearer to Henry when she wanted to talk or just to annoy him, like a best friend and sister would do to her best friend and brother.
Today however, she was on the look out for a new book. She had seen the trailer for the movie and she wanted to go and see the movie, but before she did, she wanted to read the book. Since Rebekah loved reading, she didn't hesitate to go on a search in New York to find the book in question. The book was Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. The minute she walked into the book store she saw shelves and shelves of them. She quickly ran picked up the book, paid for it and immediately began reading it as she walked out of the shop.
She was trying to be careful where she was walking, making sure out of the side of her eye not to bump into anybody while she was reading it. By the time she got to the local park, she was already onto chapter three. She was finding it enthralling. Finally finding a bench, she sat down on it, and continued to read the book, that was until something on the pond at the park caught her eye.
Placing the book down on the bench, she went over to the pond, a swan had managed to get itself caught in some plastic and was in distress. She wanted to help it, she reached over, but the poor thing was further out than she thought. She stretched a little more, and managed to get a hold of it, the bird flapped a few times, but she finally got it free, and then just as she was going to lean back, she suddenly lost balance and fell into the pond with a splash.
"Oh gawd, it's freezing" she screamed out, as she tried to climb out of the pond but kept slipping and falling back under.
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Post by wes on Dec 3, 2008 22:36:21 GMT -5
Wes was trying to adjust to his new life in America. Sure the people were a little...different, but that didn't mean he couldn't get used to it. They were just a bit more rash and louder than what he was used to. Not to mention obnoxious, self-centered, rude, brash...ok, so maybe he wasn't going to get used to americans anytime soon. Shaking his head, Wes continued his walk.
He had wanted to get used to living in a new country, so he decided on taking a walk. California was a lot warmer in the winter than London, but he still wore a scarf and jacket. Although he hadn't counted on it being a lot warmer than he predicted. He probably looked out of place since he noticed that he was the only one on the streets with a scarf.
His journey lead him to the park, where he noticed a few people just hanging about, doing casual things. He ignored most of it, keeping his eyes fixated on the ground. He really should try to get used to people now that he was living here, but he was finding it hard. It was bad habit of his and it seemed like he wasn't going to change that anytime soon.
Off in the distance he heard a loud noise. It sounded like there was a disturbance in the water or something. He didn't know how, but ever since he discovered his little gift, he discovered that he could sort of feel it whenever a large body of what has been disturbed, like if someone had just jumped in. However, Wes didn't know anyone who would be sane enough to just into a lake or pond in this weather. Then again he was in America.
Searching for the source, Wes discovered someone in the pond. She looked wet and obviously freezing. A part of his conscious told him to just leave her be, but after seeing her struggle, Wes went over and reached for her hand. He grabbed ahold of her arm, not saying much and pulled her out. It was much easier when you can move water and have it force someone out. After pulling her out he turned to walk away. One part being shy around this person, and another part made him walk away because he was used to it. "Be careful next time will you." he said before starting off.
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Post by rebekah on Dec 3, 2008 23:40:19 GMT -5
Rebekah couldn't believe she had fallen into the pond. How silly was it of her to miss her footing the way she had. She sure hoped nobody was around, well actually since she was struggling to get out of the pond she was hoping someone was around, but at the same time, didn't want for anyone to have seen how stupid she must look.
However, soon after Rebekah saw a figure come toward her. Grateful finally for someone to possibly help her out of the pond, but embarrassed at the same time to discover it was a young guy, possibly around ages with herself. She could only smile at him as he grabbed her arm and hauled her out of the pond.
Then he spoke. Oh My God she thought, he's English. Died and gone to heaven she thought. Then mentally slapped herself. "Hi, ehm, yeah thank you for that" she began shakily, "I was helping a poor swan and lost my balance" she said explaining to the guy why she was in the pond, even though it looked like he wasn't interested as he had already began to walk away.
She began to run after him, even though she was freezing and obviously in very wet clothes. "I ehm, can I buy you a drink for helping me?" she asked him kindly, not sure of what else to say to him.
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Post by wes on Dec 4, 2008 20:05:56 GMT -5
Wes didn't know the girl he had rescued had been following him. Hell, he didn't even know she had said anything at all when he pulled her out. He was too focused on other things to be thinking of some random person he had just pulled out of a pond. However her offer to buy him a drink caught his attention.
"Excuse me?" he asked. This had actually been the first kind thing anyone has said to him since his move. Therefore he was kind of skeptical and hesitant to take the offer. Why would a complete stranger offer a free drink to another completely stranger. Either this girl was really kind or something was up.
"I'm sorry. I'll have to pass up on the offer. Sorry." Wes said before continuing his walk.
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Post by rebekah on Dec 5, 2008 0:00:43 GMT -5
Rebekah had asked to buy the guy a drink for helping her out of the pond, but he seemed a bit reluctant to talk to her. It was almost as if he was desperate to get away from her. Maybe he just had a thing about American's she thought. Or maybe he just wasn't good around girls. Or maybe there truly was something wrong with her.
When he said excuse me, Rebekah was about to repeat herself when he spoke some more.
"It's really no trouble, it's really a way of me saying thank you for helping me, it was very kind of you, and really I don't bite" she said giving him as much of a warm smile she could considering she was freezing and actually began to shiver.
However he truly seemed to want to decline the offer, and Rebekah wasn't the type of person to push someone too much. But she did wonder if giving him her name, might help him to warm up to her a little.
"I'm Rebekah Taylor" she said holding her hand out and continuing with the warm smile while still continuing to shiver like crazy. "Damsel in distress it would seem" she added with a slight laugh.
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Post by wes on Dec 13, 2008 12:55:26 GMT -5
Wes stared at the girl. She seemed nice enough. Friendly even. Wes had always been anti-social when it came to meeting new people. Well he had to make friends eventually right. He held out his hand. "I'm Wesley Bacley." he told her. Smiling slightly at her damsel joke. It was funny. Normally he'd be pulling his sister out of water instead of some random stranger. Go figure.
"I guess I could go on that offer." Wes said, referring to the drink Rebekah had offer. She looked really cold and it was probably best to go somewhere warm. Not to mention he was new here so he didn't know his way around here much.
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Post by rebekah on Dec 13, 2008 22:01:16 GMT -5
A small silence fell upon them, as he seemed to stare at her for a bit. He was probably wondering why he would go for a drink with this lunatic girl who'd fallen into a pond. Well she couldn't really blame him for thinking those things if that's indeed what he was thinking. However, he did introduce himself, which was a start she thought.
She smiled at him again. "Nice to meet you Wesley, and thank you again for helping me"
The next thing she knew he had agreed to go for the drink after all. It made her feel better about herself, and it made her smile. "That's wonderful" she said smiling at him again. "I know a Starbucks near here, perfect place to have a hot drink" Rebekah said, as she smiled again, and began to walk.
"So, you're obviously not from here originally Wesley, so what brings you to California?" she asked him sweetly, just making general conversation.
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Post by wes on Dec 15, 2008 17:23:04 GMT -5
The silence was deafening. Well that's what you get when you decide to hang out with someone as anti-social as Wes. What can he say? He just had a hard time opening up. Maybe if he got to know Rebekah a bit longer he'd be able to be more open. Lord he wished he was at a fencing ring at the moment.
Fortunately Rebekah broke the silence. Wes looked at her before returning to stare at the ground. "My parents move around a lot. It's part of their job really." he told her. "I'm from London. This is the first time I've been in America actually." he told her. "Not as glamorous as people make it out to be."
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Post by rebekah on Dec 15, 2008 23:05:42 GMT -5
"I thought you had a British accent, it's amazing" Rebekah said giving him a glowing smile. So, not only was he wonderfully handsome, he was British and he saved her from the pond. Could he get any more amazing she thought.
"I see, so do you think you'll be here permanently now, or is there a chance they'll move again?" she asked him, not wanting to be nosey, but she was rather interested. Sounded like he had a bit of an interesting life, moving around and such.
"Yeah, well I live here and I don't find it too glamorous to be honest" she said a little sadly, referring back to all the times she had been attacked in the past month. It was definitely not the nicest of places at times.
"I would love to see Britain, hopefully one day I can go" she said wistfully, as she thought about how wonderful it would be to visit such a country. Who knew, if they got friendly enough, maybe she could go visit Britain with him, if he ever went over to visit family any time.
In the next few minutes they would reach the Starbucks she spoke of, then they could sit and relax and hopefully talk more in a relaxed and warm atmosphere.
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Post by wes on Dec 22, 2008 10:11:59 GMT -5
"Britain is a nice place. Air's a lot cleaner I grant you." Wes said. It was true. Britain didn't have as much pollution as America did. People actually exercise the term, recycle. Not to mention Britains were finding other means of fuel so that toxic gases of a car wouldn't choke anyone to death.
"So, you seem to know where you're going, you live nearby?" Ok, so it was a stupid question, it was obvious she lived nearby, but Wes was desperate for conversation. Just because he liked being alone when it came to strangers, didn't mean he enjoyed silence. Quite the opposite really. Wes hated silence. It was nerve recking and it showed.
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Post by rebekah on Dec 23, 2008 21:56:45 GMT -5
"I can only imagine the air is a lot cleaner" Rebekah said softly with a smile. Okay this was getting a little awkward, the guy obviously didn't bode well with people he didn't know and as much as Rebekah was trying to make conversation, she noticed he evaded some of the things she was saying and the question she asked. Awkward silences with people you knew were bad enough but when it happened to people you didn't know so well, that was a hundred times worse.
"I do live nearby as it happens, I used to be in a different area, but now I've moved to here, and I've been here long enough to know the place now" Rebekah said with a smile. The Starbucks was just around the corner now, and as she turned, she smiled again before speaking. "Well here is the Starbucks" she said as she opened the door and held it open for Wesley.
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