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[center][i] [color=slateblue]Interacting with [/color]Beatrice Endive and Millie Jean Nicholson [/i][/center]

Georgie smiled warmly at the other girl before she fished her phone out of her pocket and looked quickly at the time. 
[color=slateblue]"Yeah, I'm going to Bea's party as well."[/color] Her hand lingered on the handlebar of the Vespa and she scooted a tiny bit closer to it, eager to get going. She usually would've offered Millie a ride but the other girl looked uncomfortable enough and she also had her cat so Georgie was pretty sure she wouldn't want to get on the scooter, especially with someone like Georgie who was pretty much the opposite of who Millie would've liked to hang out with.  The girl seemed to like the quiet, which Georgie absolutely couldn't stand and while sweet she wasn't really social enough to hold a conversation that Georgie would deem entertaining to her. 

Georgie flipped up the helmet, fastening it securely under her chin before she straddled the seat and waved a hand.  
[color=slateblue]"I'm so sorry, I would offer you a ride but..."[/color] She gestured towards the cat and flipped up the scooter's breaks.  She did want to become friends with Millie but then there were other opportunities to do that, right?
The silence was starting to become unbearable so Georgie kickstarted the engine and pulled her hair out from the strap of the helmet.
[color=slateblue]"Well, I'd better get going? I'll see you there, yeah?"[/color] And with that Georgie took off, hoping that it did not seem so rude, turning back again to smile at Millie and to beg that she understood.  

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The wind blew by her hair as Georgie threaded through the crowd of cars, whose inhabitants took turns honking at each other and yelling out curse words into the hot, humid air.  She loved LA.  A grin threaded its way across her face as she slowed down to a stop at the light. Today had been a pretty good day overall, she thought to herself.  A day filled with cute boys, the feeling of sunshine on her skin and ending with a nice day with Bea and all the others.  

Georgie rolled up to the front of Bea's house and put down her foot on the ground, sliding out her phone from her pocket to text Bea:

[quote][color=slateblue][i][b]GEORGIA F: Hey babe...I'm @ at your front door![/b][/i][/color][/quote]