Post by Quinnlan Arielle on Feb 22, 2006 2:25:17 GMT -5
Quinn was just finishing up her article for the next issue of the AFR newsletter, which she signed Tacori and Aaliyah up for. She tapped her pen lightly on her chin and hoped that they didn't mind. The button that was on the outside of the building buzzed throughout her apartment and she jumped a bit. Who could that be? She didn't invite anyone and she definitely wasn't expecting anyone. She stuck out her bottom lip and slid in her socks on her wooden floors to talk to whomever was down on the street. "Hello?" She questioned. A male voice answered her telling her she had a package down stairs. "Okay thank you. You can just leave it there, I'm rather busy right now." She told him. He reassured her that it would be safe there and he left. A few minutes later she rushed down the stairs in her hot pink shorts and black halter top and white socks. Her red hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail/bun thing that bounced as she cantered down the stairs. She opened the heavy door that led out onto the street, looked both ways and picked up the package. She looked it over as she rushed back to her apartment. Once back inside she plopped on the couch and tore into it with her tongue hanging out. She wondered who could have sent her something. Once past the brown paper she found a white box. She turned her head to the side and opened it gently. She didn't know what to think when she found the lavender and white poka dotted dress laying inside. She leaned back on the couch and thought. This was that James Dean fellows doing, she knew. What should she do now. She didn't like that fact that he had bought it for her but she did like the fact that she now owned it. She bit her bottom lip and seriously thought about returning it and sending him the money back. She shook her head. Now that the dress was in her hands she didn't have the heart to part with it. She smiled widely and lifted it out of the box as she catapulted off of the couch to try it on.