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Post by Miley Stewart on Mar 30, 2009 13:05:16 GMT -5
Miley laid back on the beach, closing her eyes. She needed some peace and quiet for once. The past week, she had been forced to go from concert to concert, and from appearance to appearance. It was starting to wear her down. But now, thankfully, she had a few weeks off before the next performance.
She opened her eyes, straightening out the towel beneath her. She wore a small, polka dot bikini, and, if you were to ask her, the sixteen year old looked h-o-t hot! Her wavy hair hung loosely at her sides, and it shone brightly in the sun. Best part was, she was in the perfect mood to do some guy watching.
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Post by Stefan Urquelle on Mar 30, 2009 13:18:20 GMT -5
Stefan Urquelle was making his way throughout the beach. He was only wearing shorts and he was carrying a towel over his right shoulder. As he walked by all of the women moved to him and either tried to flirt or kiss up on Stefan. Stefan was the biggest known Model so far in this world today. Stefan was already with a woman though, her name was Hilary. He was not about to cheat on her.
He continued along the beach as the seagulls flew freely within the wind of the sky. The waters of the beach were calm. Stefan then turned to see Miley Stewart. Everyone knows who Miley is, even if they don't want to know her. Just like everyone knows who Stefan is, he's the most smoothest, coolest, romantic guy ever known. All women scream when they hear his name. Stefan walked over to Miley.
"Hey Miley, never thought i'd see you here!" he said lightly.
He then waited for a response back. He really didn't know that Miley would be here at the moment, actually no one did. If they did then they'd be asking for autographs, now Stefan on the other hand, the women would try to marry him instead.
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Post by Miley Stewart on Mar 30, 2009 13:35:03 GMT -5
Miley heard someone say her name, and opened her eyes, looking for the source. Once she had found it, she smiled. "Stefan!" She cried, quickly moving to her feet. She hadn't seen him in a while, her life cluttered with school and being Hannah. One of which she liked more than the other.
Shaking away her thoughts, she moved forward to give him a hug. "I haven't seen you in forever!" She stepped back and away from him, still smiling. "How have you been?" she asked, grinning brightly.
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Post by Stefan Urquelle on Mar 30, 2009 14:18:07 GMT -5
Stefan stood there looking at Miley. Next thing you know she hugged him. He hugged her back for a moment and then looked at her.
"Yeah I know, I've been in Paris! I'm a Model remember? Oh I've been good, and yourself? Now I know your gonna kill me when I say this but, I'm no longer going to be going to Paris to Model, for I have already struck it rich. I'm just going to chill and take care of my lady love."
He waited for Miley's response patiently and quietly.
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Post by Miley Stewart on Mar 30, 2009 14:25:31 GMT -5
Miley tried not to sigh at the thought of going to Paris. She'd never even been. Robbie refused to let her go. That was the problem with having her father as her manager. She heard the fest of the male's words, and tried not to grin.
"Lady love?" She asked, the grin starting to come through. "I've got to heard about this." She added. She grabbed his hand, practically skipping back to her towel and dragging him behind her. She plopped down on it, releasing his hand. As she did so, she patted the peice of towel beside her, indicating for him to sit.
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Post by Stefan Urquelle on Mar 30, 2009 14:34:58 GMT -5
He smiled and then sat back beside her. He began to think and then he responded quickly.
"Yes, lady love! Her name is Hilary Banks!.....I met her at the mall, she is drop dead gorgeous! I took her to dinner in my stretch limo, and we feel for each other right then! I never met a girl like her. She's the first girl who didn't just like get all up on me within a second. She has class. She didn't kiss me until ten minutes after we met...In the limo we fell for each other, I now know who I want to be with in life..and it's her!" he said with a smile. He looked over to Miley. [/b]"I also understand that you wanted to go to Paris, where here is the last two tickets to Paris for you and your father. I'm not going!....I'm done with Modeling! After all I did strike it rich!...and plus there's a woman I got to take care of!"[/b] he said as he gave her the ticket.
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Post by Miley Stewart on Mar 30, 2009 14:42:49 GMT -5
Miley could only grin as she listened to Stefan. god, she loved romance. It was just so sweet. She leaned her head on her hand, just listening with a very girly smile on her face. Though, when she was given the tickets, she shook her head. "You know Dad, he'd never let me go. He's too afraid I'll meet a romantic french guy and run away with him." She let out a small laugh, and shook her head again softly.
"Plus, I have all sorts of appearances and concerts. Can't let America down." She rolled her eyes. It did feel good to say that, though. to actually be able to say out loud that she had appearances to do, to actually have someone know who she was.
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Post by Stefan Urquelle on Mar 30, 2009 14:49:23 GMT -5
Stefan smiled and looked back at Miley. His dad would let her go, and he knew just how to do it too.
"You give these tickets with your dad and tell him that Stefan Urquelle personally gave this too you. I already signed the back of it for proof. Tell him if he comes i'll pay him. Your dad is protective of you but if your gonna be there with him in Paris then there should be no problem!"
He smiled. He was indeed going to help her out. He wanted to make sure that everyone was happy.
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