Filming... what else?

"Okay, now lets see...I'm here at the lounge filming people who seem to be doing nothing. Okay... this is boring I know," Tabitha lowered the camera and looked at her black converse "And these are my shoes,"

Jordan walked into the lounge and noticed a girl filming... Her shoes?!? That was weird... He walked over in front of her camera and waved.

"Hey! I'm Jordan, and I come in peace. Ha ha, just kidding. I haven't met the person filming, but I thought 'Hey! A camera! I gotta be in this...' Yeah, I'm weird like that. So if this girl would stop filming and introduce herself, it'd be awesome."

Tabitha put down the camera "What are you doing?" she asked "Please tell me exactly," she finished sarcastically rolling her eyes.




(Tabitha is a rebel. Just to let you know she can be very nice or nasty)

Tristin watched the boy and girl with the camera. He didn't care much so he went back to reading his book. He if only they would shut up.

Tabitha turned and lookded at the boy in the chair "Could you maybe just move over there a bit?" she asked a little bit of annyonce in her tone.

"Whatever, I'm out." He said, he couldn't read a book in this room, with them in there. The black haired, tattooed boy left the room.

Finally thought Tabitha

Jordan watched the boy leave. That was short lived... he thought.

"Er... what does it look like?" he asked, grinning. "Standing in front of your camera and talking to it. That's as exact as I get..." He grinned. "So, what is your name?"

Tabitha heaved a sigh "Um Tabitha. Now if you'll please exuse my I have filming to do," Tabitha moved over in a corner, only to see him follow her.

"What, you don't like me?" he said, laughing as she moved away. "What are you filming? Are you making a movie or something?"