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Post by petra12 on May 14, 2010 17:04:06 GMT -5
Ryan didn’t believe her mother would put her in a arrange marriage. She was quite capable of founding her own husband. She didn’t need this at the moment. She wanted to have real love not a fake one. She never even met the guy before but she seen his picture. He was cute but she probably had nothing in common with him.
She didn’t want to be in a loveless marriage. She even told her mother that but her why to solve the problem was to arrange a date or meeting between her and Fred. She get to spend hour or so alone with him. Great. It would probably be awkward between them. She sigh. Why did her mother had to this.
She got out shorts, a pink tube top and a vest from her room closet. She walked back to her bed and laid her clothes on her bed. She walked into her bathroom and started to apply her makeup and then she went to work on her hair. She didn’t know how to put her up but she knew she was going to put it in a cute hair style. She finally decided to put in a fancy side ponytail with a pink flower clip. It was cute and casual at the same time. She got her clothes and change into them.
She walk down stairs and came face to face with her mother. She couldn’t help but tune her out when she told her how important it was to impress her fiancé. She was too young to get married anyways and why would anyone wanted to get married now. She didn’t but she guessed the guy did since he was in the arranged marriage. “why the hell is there still arrange marriages going on?” She think to herself as her mother spoke to her.
In all honesty, she rather be out shopping and flirting with guys. She rather be at a spa relaxing away and enjoying relaxation but no, her mother, had to decide that she had to decide her daughter future. She was the luckiest girl in the world.
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Post by joe on Jun 28, 2010 14:19:47 GMT -5
Fredrick Connor Weasley left his little girl, Riley Elizabeth Weasley, with his parents the night before. They said the would watch her so that him and Ryan would have some time alone to get to know each other. He didn't want this. He wanted to met his possibly maybe future wife the normal way. Who the hell would do arrange marriages. His father who use to be a prankster had grown up. Had decided that his eldest and only sons life was not stable enough. If his life wasn't stable how in the hell did Fred take care of Riley. Sighing he dressed.
Dressing in a green longsleeved checker shirt, an pair of blue jeans, and converse shoes. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was pretty decent. He combed through his jungle of hair. At least his parents had shown him a picture of her. She was pretty. He just hoped she was nice. He also had to know if she would get along with Riley. That was what was most important to him.
Sighing he apperated to the edge of Hogsmead. He was meeting here in the Blackout. He never went there when he was in schoo but guess there was a first time for everything. He stood close to the door waiting. He wanting to hurry up and met her. If she wasn't nice to him then she wouldn't be nice to Riley. Riley was what mattered to him and he wouldn't marry anyone who wouldn't like Riley. |
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Post by petra12 on Jun 28, 2010 15:10:12 GMT -5
Ryan walked through Hogsmeade stopping at few places to window shop. She didn’t really care if was late since this whole thing wasn’t her idea in the first place. She rather be hanging out with her friends then doing this but her parents were crazy. She couldn’t believe that they want they seventeen year old daughter to give up her life and dreams for a marriage. Well actually she could believe it, her parents always thought about they reputation and how other people might think of them. They thought if they daughter married a Weasley they might fit in more to the Britain’s society. She didn’t really care about all that and at this very moment she rather be hanging out with her group of friends.
She checked herself in a window and made sure everything was in place. Her hair was perfect and so was her make-up. “Well here goes nothing.” She said as she round the corner. She could see the restaurant and her date standing outside. “What was his name again? Frank?...” She thought for a second. “It’s Fred!” She said silently to herself and looked at herself again window.
She walked up to him and smiled sweetly. “You must be Fred.” She said. “Sorry I’m a little late. I couldn’t decide what to wear.” She wasn’t sure what else to say. She barely knew the guy and not to mention she lived in America all her life. She hasn’t even gotten use to Britain or her new school, yet.
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Post by joe on Jul 12, 2010 14:41:38 GMT -5
RAIN MAKES CORN [/color]  CORN MAKES WHISKEY[/color] Fred pulled out the engagement ring he had bought. He didn’t feel right being engaged to someone without at least giving her a ring. He was a gentleman after all, even if he did prank just a bit. Just a bit. Jeeze that was an understatement. Smiling he looked at it. The band was gold. It had a diamond in it that wasn’t too big or too small. It was medium sized. He hoped she would like it. He didn’t want to look like he was way too eager for this, but he didn’t want to look like a complete dick either. Sighing he put the box back into his pocket. He looked at his watch. He had been there for a while. He did have Riley to take care of later. He didn’t want his parents looking after her for the rest of the night. Riley had just turned three and was already a handful for him.
Fred started pacing back and forth. Women were always late he told himself. They always had to make sure their outfits, hair, and make up were just right. They had to make sure they looked perfect. No matter where they were going. He smiled as he thought of his little sister Roxanne. Roxy went through like a zillion clothes before picking out the one she wanted. Usually it was the first one she had tried on too. He never could really understand women, but yet what guy really did. They would always be a mystery to him. Sighing he looked at his watch. He would rather be playing with Riley. Taking her to the park so she could play and ride her new bike. Smiling as he thought of his precious little girl he looked up at the ceiling. Riley looked just like her mother in every way except her hair. Riley Elizabeth Weasley had unfortunately inherited the infamous Weasley red hair.
Sighing he looked again at his watch. He wasn’t an impatient person, but he did have certain responsibilitys to uphold. He wondered if Ryans parents had told her about his past or about his precious little Rileykinz. Then he saw her through the windows of the building. She looked more beautiful in person. She was looking in a window making sure she looked okay. Smiling when she walked in he inclined his head. He was respectful of the opposite sex. He always treated them well. Its okay Miss. Ryan he said. Then he gestured to a table near them. Please sit he said pulling out a chair for her.
”This is you talking”This is you thinkingThis is someone else talkingWHISKEY MAKES MY BABY FEEL A LITTLE FRISKEY[/color] OUTFIT: OMG! ITS CLICKABLE DUDE!
NOTES: fred isn’t too happy about being in an arranged marriage either
WORDS: 429..not my best but not my worst I think
TAG: Ryan G. Smith
CREDITS: okay so valval @ CAUTION 2.0 made this thread template….so yall be nice, like Stevie Rae would say, and do not steal this…guess what happens if you do…she will make you watch 5 hours of Barney, yes the big purple dinasour of doom, and send SETHOS AFTER YOU…wow that’s harsh…so no stealing….Credits for the lyrics got to Luke Bryan, they are from his song Rain is a good thing. |
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Post by petra12 on Jul 25, 2010 15:49:53 GMT -5
“Miss?” Ryan thought to herself. She was certainly too young to be call Miss. She was still being called Ryan even by her house elves. Her parents thought she shouldn’t be call Miss yet, not until she’s 18. She was still a child in her parent’s eyes.
“Ryan is fine.” She sat down graceful like how her mother taught her. He was way cuter then she would have thought he would be. She would have suspected that her father pick a guy who wouldn’t be that handsome but he do a good job this time. She couldn’t remember all the men her father wanted her to meet but all of them were mostly horrid or self-absorbed. He final got tired of her stubbornness and picked one for her.
“Sorry I was late.” She said apologetically. She hardly knew anything about him except he had died wife or something. It wasn’t something she was looking forward to. She didn’t want to be a lousy replacement for his died wife. She certainly didn’t dream of that when she was a child. She dreamed of a huge wedding, marrying prince charming, and doing all that when she was 24. She wanted to at least live life a little but no her father decided it was best for her to get married after Hogwarts. “So how are you?
notes: sorry its a little short...
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