All For Many

the love triangles.

Two's Couple but three's a crowd. Thats how the old saying goes. The new saying goes.... one's antisocial, two's a couple and three's a love triangle.

Gemmima p.o.v
"Ok, the next part of my life begins, now." I exclaimed as I stepped out of the car and walked out onto the steaming tarmac. I shielded my eyes from the glare of the sun only now regretting my choice to not bring shades. The sweltering heat hit me the second I steped out of the airconditioned car and within minutes I was drenched in sweat. My skinny jeans clinging to me even more than usual my sweat like some sticky substance gluing my mouth shut. The flies buzzed around my face flying up my nose and in my ears. I hoisted my la dean handbag up onto my shoulder and walked through the crowds my stilettos click clacking on the ground. I dodged an elderly man who had lost control of his baggage trolley and walked into the small terminal. I gazed around at everyone amazed at how they had such a lack of self presentation. The women either wore breezy skirts or rugged shorts with tank tops many with holes in them. The men weren't much worse although almost none wore shirts. I turned to watch john and lucus roll my bags in and almost had a heart attack when lucus scraped my paris hilton suitcase coming through the doorway. I looked around to see everyine staring at the three of us like aliens. Chill people we're not the aliens its you guys and your singlets. I scanned my eyes around looking for my gate but instead I found a 6 foot angel holding a sign.
    
       Gemmima Roberts.

  I stopped my eyes in their tracks to stare at the guy holding the sign he wore light blue jeans with holes in the knees and patches all over. He had left the top three buttons on his shirt undone leaving little to my imagination. His sandy blonde hair fell into his eyes like it hadn't been brushed in days the tips leading my gaze down past his grey to the one sided smirk that seemed almost perminent. His smirk grew into a small grin as he realised I was checking him out. Straightening my back I cursed myself for slouching. Rule #1 never slouch. Slouching makes women seem improper and illraised.

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o its not done but I cant think of any more at the moment.

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