`` Welcome to the Dressing Room [ZEKE]

[Ignatia Lewis]

(( push it baby, push it outta control,

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i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow ))
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Ignatia had been getting ready for hours, anticipating the party that she would be going to. From the second Ezekiel asked her to go with him, her mind had been going in circles, trying to decide what to wear, how to do her hair, how to do her make-up. Normal things for a girl when getting ready.

Just as she had slipped on her black, faux leather dress, her--today blue--eyes fell on her clock, reminding herself that she only had half an hour until Ezekiel would be there. Completely ignoring her mother's stupid music from downstairs, she frantically walked from her room to her bathroom, trying to make sure each piece of jewelry looked right. Yes, it was just a party, but she felt like she had to set some standards.

After most of the half-hour passed, Iggy found herself sitting on her bed, anxiously tapping her purple, peep toe ankle booties. It seemed that she had been going so fast for so long, and now that she was done getting ready, there wasn't much else to do. So out of pure anxiety, she stood up and walked back into her bathroom and stood in front of her full sized mirror, checking to make sure she looked just right. Her dress hugged her curves just right, making her look sexy but not slutty (atleast not a lot slutty), her shoes made her legs look perfect, and her accessories set it all off nicely. Her hair was also looking exceptionally good, as well; it was down at it's full length, straightened, while her make-up consisted of a smokey look.

Iggy couldn't help but to let out a quiet squeal of excitement as she knew that Ezekiel would be arriving any moment to pick her up. She anxiously walked back into her bedroom and paced the length of the room, more than ready to get out of the house.

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[Ezekiel Williams]

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A subtle grunt escaped the teen's lips as he fussed with his bleach blonde hair, seriously annoyed that it wasn't going to look perfect like always. 'Tonight of all nights' he hissed mentally, cursing his hair before he let his hands fall to his sides, letting his dark blue eyes linger on his reflection, which consisted of a tall, lengthy kid wearing a white graphic tee with a red american apparel jacket along with a matching red belt and the shoes to match. Call him metro, but he just liked to match. Well, when it was a special occasion.

"Whatever." he grumbled, rubbing his eyes before he walked out of his bathroom, grabbing the keys to his all black didge challenger that were laying on his nightstand--exactly where he left them--and with a final tug of his shirt, he was out the door and to the girl who'd been running through his mind all week. 'Wonder if she still remembers me.' he thought seriously for a moment before he began to laugh a little, "Of course she does. Who'd forget me?" he said outloud as he walked down the pathway to where his car was parked outside on the curb.

After climbing in, he started up the car with a gentle purr and began to pull away from the curb, going over the direction to Ignatia's house in his mind. "Right on Slater..." he mused outloud as he turned onto her street, parking in front of her house. 'Hope she's ready..' he thought, biting his lip before he got the courage to get out of his car and walk up to the door, his hands shoved into his khaki pant pockets the entire time.

With a small smile, he pulled out his enV3, finding her contact easily before he quickly sent her a text, trying to stay calm and smooth as he waited for her to answer the door. 'Princess; your carriage awaits. :]' he sent, looking up at the two story before ringing the doorbell hesitantly, closing his eyes and taking a few breaths before he put on that cocky grin as he leaned against the wall, making himself look cool, calm and collected--none of which he was.

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Yo, Ezekiel Williams the lady killer here, and I'm chilling with my homie, Ignatia Lewis. Yeah, I know, lucky them. Right now, we're kickin' back at her house and I'm wearing this, and no doubt it's going to turn some heads. We'll be rolling in the beast mobile looking phat as we roll up at some party. This post has a 367 words and it is currently finished. While Katie is currently thinking how ugly this post is.

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[Ignatia Lewis]

(( push it baby, push it outta control,

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i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow ))
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Iggy had just begun to think that she had been stood up when she heard 'chelsea smile' coming from her phone. A large smile lit up her face as she lunged for her phone, delighted to see that she had a text from Ezekiel. Just as she had finished reading it, she vaguely heard the noise of the doorbell over her mother's incessant music.

Up until now, she had been extremely impatient and anxious, but now that he was here, she was nervous. She frantically ran, once again, back into her bathrom and stood in front of the mirror. After another quick check of her outfit and hair, she steadily walked into the hall, down the stairs, and to her front door. "Bye Mom!" she yelled, grabbing her black trenchcoat, not even bothering to try and make out what she had said over the music.

With a deep breath, she opened the door, and was surprised to see Ezekiel looking, well, amazingly hot. Not that he wasn't hot in just board shorts, but this was a different kind. His grin was of course to die for. Ladykiller seemed to fit him perfectly. Unable to put words together just yet, she slipped into her coat, a little saddened to cover up the outfit she had taken so long to pick out. But it was freezing outside, and there was no way in hell she would walk just from her house to Ezekiel's car without any sort of thing to cover her up.

"You look.. great." she said, trying not to sound like an idiot. Of course as the night progressed, she would get less tounge tied, but she was nervous, and it wasn't her fault. He was just so charming.

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[Ezekiel Williams]

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A sigh of relief escaped Ezekiel's pursed lips, and he was glad that he hadn't been stood up. As cocky as he seemed, being stood up would surely devastate him; and that just wouldn't help with his already low self esteem. When she opened the door, his mouth literally flopped open as he looked her up and down, eyeing the dress before letting his lips turn into a huge grin, revealing his heart-stopping smile that he rarely smiled.

Her reaction to him made him smile slightly, he didn't see how he looked so great, but he decided it would be best to get the spotlight off of himself--which wasn't hard, considering she looked drop dead sexy--so he opened his mouth, letting the words he'd been thinking fall out. "You don't know how many guys I'm going to have to fight off of my beautiful princess."

he chuckled before reaching his hand out for her to take.

"Are you ready, m'lady? Your ride awaits you." [/center] he smiled, motioning to the badass all black charger that sat parked at the curb, looking nothing less then fierce. He was rather proud of his car; seeing as he'd worked his little albino ass off for it. He had to win competition after competition of drumming and even surfboarding. Let's just say it was his baby, and by letting her ride in it; he might as well be getting down on one knee.

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Yo, Ezekiel Williams the lady killer here, and I'm chilling with my homie, Ignatia Lewis. Yeah, I know, lucky them. Right now, we're kickin' back at her house and I'm wearing this, and no doubt it's going to turn some heads. We'll be rolling in the beast mobile looking phat as we roll up at some party. This post has a idgaf how many and it is currently not effing done. While Katie is currently horrible this is.

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[Ignatia Lewis]

(( push it baby, push it outta control,

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i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow ))
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Iggy was quite pleased to see Ezekiel's reaction to how she looked. It made her feel quite a bit less nervous. She was about to say something hopefully witty or sarcastic when he smiled at her, making her completely forget any stupid thing she probably would have said. His smile was just so genuine and warm.

At Ezekiel's words, Iggy could feel her cheeks start to heat up a little bit. Knowing that she was blushing, she added in a large smile, trying to pull it off. "Well I think i'll have my share of fighting tonight to keep those girls off of you." she replied, lightly setting her dainty hand in Ezekiel's and closed her front door, muting the loud Celtic music her mother had blaring. Sure, it was pretty and relaxing, but not when it was so loud it could be heard from outside, that was just ridiculous.

It seemed that Iggy had made a bad choice of outfit, because it was even colder outside than she had thought, and the coat didn't really seem to do much for her. 'just get it over with. get to the car and get to the party. you won't be spending that much time outside.' she thought, nodding her head at Ezekiel before letting her eyes fall onto her 'carriage'. "Dayum!" she exclaimed, her blue eyes falling on the shiny black charger that was on the curb. "That's one hell of a ride!" she said, slowly walking toward it, her hand still in his. She was almost afraid to touch it, in fear of smudging it.

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STATUS;;[/color] finished
TAGGED;;[/color] Ezekiel
OUTFIT;;[/color] clickit!
MUSIC;;[/color] / / /
CREDIT;;[/color] RHYS of caution2.0, bby![/size][/right]