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Post by Sarissa Zouvelekis on May 4, 2010 11:19:51 GMT -5
Sarissa should have known better then rushing out of the house in the morning. She should have remembered to bring her lunch, especially after the meal from the night before. It had been her favorite chicken and mashed potatoes. She had packed it in her lunch, but guess where her lunch was...not at school. Which sucked. Cause now she had to rely on the caf. Only that was a dangerous thing to do.
Sarissa made her way to the lunchroom and looked at the sloppy joes. She decided why not. They looked kind of good. Boy was that a mistake. Sarissa took one bite and found herself spitting the food back out. It did not even taste like a sloppy joe. It tasted like something weird. Must be more mystery meat disguised to make it look edible. Apparently she would be fending for herself from the vending machines. Of course she could leave campus, but that was only fun if you had someone to go with. So Sarissa tried to find one of her many siblings.
She did spot someone she knew in the lunch line and made her way over to them. "I would not eat that if I were you.You will regret it, trust me." She said with a smile."I was about o head off campus. Care to join me?" She asked. Right now the more she thought about it, the better going off campus sounded and she could use that right now.
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Post by Dena Zouvelekis on May 5, 2010 15:35:09 GMT -5
By the time lunch came, Dena was starving. Well, maybe not to that extreme, but she was pretty hungry. And she had forgotten her usual lunch of a sandwich and apple, which meant she would have to try to fend for herself in the harsh outside world. Otherwise known as going to the cafeteria and getting something to eat. If there was anything there that she could eat. That was always questionable. And she needed to actually have money to get anything, which proved just a little difficult given she hadn’t got around to getting a job yet, so she rummaged through her pockets along the way to find some loose change.
She was still looking when she saw someone come up to her out of the corner of her eye but she didn’t look up just yet, too immersed in penny hunting. The voice was enough to make her look up though, and she beamed brightly at her older sister. “I know, but I’m hungry.” Dena pointed out with laugh. Hungry or not, she knew a better offer when she heard one, so it was worth waiting a little longer for food if it was going to be good food.
“Alright, you’ve talked me into it, you can buy me lunch.” she giggled, moving out of the line and linking arms with Sarissa. “Well, what are we having? And have any boys made their move on you yet? I think one was trying to hit on me this morning. I dunno, it was kinda odd.”
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Post by Seth Zouvelekis on May 5, 2010 20:56:49 GMT -5
Seth slouched as he entered the cafeteria, his posture reflecting his mood. His eyes brightened slightly as he caught sight of two of his favorite siblings. "Smile for the camera ladies," he said, shooting them as he approached the video camera resting on his shoulders. "Oh god what is that? " he asked in regards to the bubbling mass in the cafeteria trays. "I think there are laws against serving that," he told the lady in the hairnet. "Yes folks there are still schools that serve crap like this even in Los Angeles where you would think the tax dollars collected from our loving parents would buy decent food."
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Post by Sarissa Zouvelekis on May 6, 2010 1:23:08 GMT -5
Sarissa smiled at Dena, "Come on kid." She commented as she motioned for Dean to follow only to turn around and see Seth. Sarissa smiled. "Haven't you learned, put a camera in my face and I tend to act out just a little bit." She said giving a laugh since her act out was more then a little bit. Sarissa had been the crazy sibling on the show. The one always getting into trouble.
She heard Dena's question. "I did make friends with this really cute foreign guy. Maybe I will have to be the one to ask him out. It is the twenty first century. Why let the guys have all the fun." She winked at her sister. "Hear that Seth out little sister was hit on by a guy." Sarissa said with a smirk and a laugh. "Come on Seth we are taking this gunk and telling mom its her dinner for the night."
Sarissa would love to see her mothers reaction. "Actually we are going for food off campus. Care to join us out from behind the camera." Sarissa called nudging her brother to come out from behind his favorite place. "I am thinking pizza. What about you guy? I'll drive." She said holding up her keys.
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Post by Dena Zouvelekis on May 6, 2010 3:58:14 GMT -5
“That’s true. She can’t get enough of the camera, she always acts silly. Not like me, I’m the sensible one.” Dena grinned brightly at Seth. She then turned her attention to the camera, waving wildly before sticking out her tongue. “See, sensible.” Like her older sister, she was more than happy to get attention, and she occasionally missed having the cameras around the house for that very reason. She was more than happy that they were gone though, she was starting to like privacy, and whenever she did feel like acting it up for the camera, she could always join Caitlin in one of her YouTube clips. Those few clips featuring the both of them dancing around, often dressed up in skimpy costumes, were very popular, oddly enough.
With one arm linked with Sarissa’s, she linked her other with one of Seth’s arm, forming a small chain as they walked out. “Exactly! Go and ask him out! He’ll say yes for sure! And it’ll help make Duke jealous.” she giggled. She stuck out her tongue for the second time in two minutes as Sarissa laughed. “Hey, it’s not funny, it was kinda weird. And he knew I was gay too. I think he kind of liked that.” she pondered, before giggling again. “The attention was nice though.”
She joined in with her sister’s urging. “Yeah, come on Seth, turn the camera off!” she insisted, just managing to stop herself from jumping, with her siblings attached, at the lunch suggestion. “I could totally go pizza. I love pizza. Nothing with garlic for me though. I want to see Caitlin after school.” Dena laughed, knowing they both knew what she meant.
Her eyes travelled to the keys in Sarissa’s hand as her grin widened. “Well, I can drive if you want. Consider it like a first driving lesson for me.” She didn’t think Sarissa would take her up on this offer though, which would admittedly be a smart move. “Come on, let’s get going, I’m starving.”
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Post by Seth Zouvelekis on May 6, 2010 20:18:26 GMT -5
Seth obediently turned off the camera though he could turn it back on at a moment's notice if something interesting presented itself which was very possible with his sister's presence. "I am not picky," he said which wasn't really necessary as his siblings knew how easy going he was in regards to food. He pulled out a brush and pulled it through his emo locks, he hated his hair when it wasn't smooth and silky. He followed the girls out to the parking lot and looked around. "Any news on the principal's car thing? I found out today that Mallory's UTube account was more than likely hacked. The ISP on her account didn't match the one that uploaded the video. Do you think I should tell her I can prove that?" Seth asked, he had a very popular UTube Channel and had a lot of contacts at the website.
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Post by Sarissa Zouvelekis on May 7, 2010 3:17:52 GMT -5
Sarissa laughed, "Now that's a sister after my own heart." Sari used her free hand to mess with Dena's hair. She knew Dena hated it, which made it that more fun. "Now that's an idea. I think I might have to ask this guy out. At least for a nice friendly outing. I bet he has yet to see LA. I could take him around and show him some sights." Sari said thinking about it. Could be fun. Sai could use a nice afternoon like that.
Sari eyed Seth when he mention Mal and Youtube, "Trying to be someones knight in shining armour." Sari said with a mischievous smile on her face, "I say tell her. She might be very thankful." Sari knew of Mal, but did not know her very well. Still Seth was being cute. "Does someone like a girl we don't know about." Whether it was true or not, Sari liked to tease, "Yes...tell her." She said honestly. "As for you Dena, he liked the fact that you're gay cause he is probably a kinky perve. Avoid him." She said giving her sister a warning look.
"As for driving, I actually want to make it back to school in one piece. How about a practice session afterschool. At least them I won't have any where to be and you can take your time." Sari gave her sister a smirk. "And I do mean take your time." She said. Sari had no problem teaching Dena how to drive. She just wanted to make sure her sister did not think speeding was the right way to drive.
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Post by Dena Zouvelekis on May 7, 2010 15:39:19 GMT -5
“Hey, stop it, stop it!” Dena protested, though the grin on her face betrayed the seriousness of her voice, when Sarissa started to mess up her hair. But seeing as she had no free hands of her own, all she could do was duck a little and hope her sister would stop soon, which thankfully Sari did. She would have to try to fix her hair up in the car. “I give you a good idea and you mess up my hair in return? Not nice.” she teased.
“Go Seth!” Dena giggled, joining along with Sarissa’s encouragement. “You should tell her for sure. I reckon she would be really grateful. And going for an older woman too, go you!” she repeated, tugging playfully on his arm. She really didn’t think that Seth had a thing for Mallory, but still, she was his sister after all, so encouraging / teasing him was her job. It was such a fine line between the two.
She already figured that Jayson was a perve, given the way that he looked at her and seemingly liked her sexuality (a lot of guys did, strangely enough. Didn’t they realise it meant they didn’t have a chance with her?), but with Sarissa putting kinky in front of perve, it just made it seem more...gross. “Don’t worry, I will now.” she told her sister confidently, intent to make sure she did just that. Even if she liked attention.
“Wait, you’re serious? You’re gonna take me driving? Great!” Dena enthused, really excited about the end of school for today now, and not just for the usual reasons. She supposed she could drop by Caitlin’s house maybe after the driving lesson, tell her girlfriend all about it then. She couldn’t wait!
The only thing that got her more excited now than the thought of being behind the wheel was actually seeing Sari’s car, which meant they were closer to getting lunch. “Shotgun!”
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Post by Seth Zouvelekis on May 7, 2010 21:30:15 GMT -5
Seth couldn't help but make a face at the accusation of liking and older woman. "She is my age AND a girl, I guess she is attractive and I appreciate her creativity, but no... I am not going after her. I am going after lunch and maybe helping a fellow You Tuber. I would do it for anyone who got screwed the same way." Seth calmed down and slid into the back seat not even trying to fight Dena for the front, knowing he was doomed to failure. "The problem is if I expose the bad guy will he come after me?"
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Post by Sarissa Zouvelekis on May 11, 2010 14:30:09 GMT -5
"No you give me a good idea and i mess up your hair for fun." Sarissa said smiling. "Your reaction is funny Dena. Always good for a laugh." Sari said kidding around as she gave her sister a one armed hug. Sari knew Seth had no such thing for Mal. Hell she was not sure if he even liked women to be honest. Then again was that so surprising given what happened when they were younger. Growing up in front of the TV could have an influence on people. "Tell her. can you prove who posted the video or just that it was not posted from Mal's Computer." Seth was better with comps then she was.
Sari got into her car and waited fro everyone else to buckle up. "Depends on who the bad guy is? Who do you think did it?" She asked out of curiosity. If Mal had not done this, then who ever it was set them up perfectly. So how could Seth prove who it was. Sari would not sit around and let someone come after her brother for trying to do the right thing, but she also did not want to get involved.
"Yes I will teach you how to drive, but you have to make me one promise Dee, not to look in the mirrors more then the road. Those are not vanity mirrors." Sari said smirking as she drove them to the closest pizza parlor for some much needed food.
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