Thread: A Knight without Shining Armor (Google+Velvet Stars)

The weather was perfect, ideal for an early summer day. Beside an outdoor table at a cafe, two girls sat, their coppery red hair catching the sunlight. There was an expectant aura about one of them as she glanced from left to right, clearly searching for something. It could be almost anything, or nearly anyone even in the early afternoon, the charming little cafe was surrounded by foot traffic. It was certainly a public place, one where a great number of people could see and be seen. That, beyond all other reasons, was why it had been chosen for this particular meeting. With so many people about, no one with sense would try any funny business...or at least that was the plan. This is still a horrible idea. The words left the second girl's mouth before she could hold them back. Across the table, there was the sound of a disappointed sigh then, with a hint of a whine, Lani... Before her sister did more than utter her nickname, Melanie knew what was going to be said. Even so, she remained silent, letting the same old conversation start again. I thought you said this was okay. Besides, we can't back out now, it'd be...well, really rude! Even behind lightly tinted glasses, the teen could see the glance directed her way. Wide blue eyes wavered, pleading silently, yet with a stubborn determination that only she could see. Finally, she relented. I'm not saying that we should leave. I just don't think this is a good idea. 'This' was what the sisters were doing now - waiting at a cafe for a guy they had never met. Oh, they had spoken with him a number of times, Marisa most of all. The male in question was...not quite her boyfriend, though if he were anything like he sounded online, she would happily date him. Charming and thoughtful, with a wondrous sense of humor and a kind nature. Despite the miles between them, he had truly stolen her heart. Yet she wanted to make a good impression, and that was why she fidgeted so. What would she say to him? Would he like her outfit? In her worry about that, she carefully smoothed the white blouse she wore. The material clung to her just enough to reveal a perky and full chest without actually revealing it, while her sky blue skirt stopped well before the knee and exposed toned legs. Its shade was a near match for her eyes - and her sister's as well. Being twins, they also shared the same curvy figures and lightly tanned skin. However, Melanie sported a swept-up ponytail that brushed the back of her shoulders, in contrast to her sister's longer hair. Wearing a short denim skirt, a misty grey tank top, and those tinted glasses, she was clearly less dressed up than her sibling. Marisa didn't bother hiding how excited she was about this day. She had gone on and on for weeks about the romantic date she and her 'boyfriend' would have. In her mind, the day would have to be perfect after all, she and he were so compatible! She never would have imagined going on a date with a boy she met on the internet, but she simply couldn't resist this opportunity. Certainly, once they met, her sister would stop being so...overprotective, and let them spend some time together. How else would their romance begin to bloom? Yet, even as she thought this, Marisa wished her sister had tried to look a bit prettier, rather than dressing down. Then her date could introduce her sister to some of his equally nice friends, and maybe her twin would realize how silly all her worrying had been. The two of them were in the middle of a conversation about clothing options and hair accessories when the figure neared their table, unnoticed. You could at least let me curl your hair. It's so cute that way! Marisa continued as she reached across the table. Her sister wrinkled her nose, but let the other girl fix her hair for the third time. No, thank you. I'm not the one on a date here, remember? A cheery giggle sounded as the girl settled back in her seat. No, but what if you were to have... She might have gone on, but something caught her eye that made her gasp in sudden surprise, gaze fixed on something behind her sister's head. That...that pin! Is it really...? She stared openly at the man and the pin in question, expression full of disbelief.