|Naomi Bettingfield (corruptableslay) wrote in btvsal,|
@ 2011-04-03 17:00:00
|Current location:||The Hyperion|
|Entry tags:||naomi bettingfield, place: la, ~phoebe stevens|
Making Plans for the Future
Who: Phoebe and Naomi
Where: The Hyperion
When: April 2nd, Evening
Naomi was in one of the rooms of the Hyperion, doing some stretches before starting on some workout. Ben had gotten called away on some business...'thing,' and god knew what that really meant, but Naomi was feeling like doing at least some sort of workout anyway. Maybe she'd work out on the strength machines or something? She really had no idea as of yet.
"Damn, Naomi... check YOU out! All gung-ho and training even when your watcher isn't here to push you? I feel all lazy now compared to you..." Phoebe was walking in then, stretching as she moved, wearing cut off sweatpants and a Dodgers tee.
Naomi giggled when she heard Phoebe. "Yeah well, I'm all wound up and I figured that I"d work it out before cutting out of here." She probably wasn't going to stay the whole time or anything. "What about you? You working out today?"
"Yeah, figured I'd work out a little, maybe hang out with some of the other girls, see if I can get to know any of them." She smirked, rolling her eyes. "Ok, and figured I'd try to avoid The Informer."
"Oh god yeah. If we work out, maybe she won't run around and tattle on us for...whatever she comes up with this week," Naomi said with a roll of her eyes. She didn't particularly mind Jodi...except the fact that she seemed to almost ENJOY the idea of squealing on someone if they weren't training at that moment.
"I heard Lehane slapped the taste out of her mouth. That kinda made me smile. Don't get me wrong, I hate that I see the bullies at school harass her, but... still." Phoebe felt a LITTLE bad there, but... she hated being bossed around by someone barely in PUBERTY, ok?
"Well, if she learned to be a little more nice about her criticisms, then maybe people wouldn't want to slap the fire out of her, you know?" Naomi asked, actually taking a brief look behind her to make sure that Jodi wasn't behind her. "It's all about phrasing."
"True. Hey... quick question for you..." Phoebe smirked, and raised a brow. "I gotta know... what the hell's going on with you and that Lasher kid? The one dating Brandi Bale? I see you guys talking a lot... and you usually have that 'ME WANT' look on your face."
Naomi blushed a tad. "OK, obviously I need to date someone for reals, huh?" she asked. She needed someone at least CLOSER to her own age plus that wasn't...you know, attached otherwise.
"He's a cute guy but... you can do better than to crush on a kid that's so obviously hung up on Brandie, you know?" Hey, Feebz was just lookin' out for her girl, ok?
She nodded. "I definitely need to get out more or something. Meet more than the few friends I've really got. Maybe even some of the male persuasion." Or maybe people needed to create more male characters. Hint, HINT.
"I feel like I've been craptacular as a friend now. I totally have to get you someone." Feebz was single, but honestly more because she hadn't found anyone yet that SHE really liked. "We'll start hanging out more again. And we'll go to places where lots of boys hang. Promise."
Naomi nodded. "Avarice is a place where lots of boys hang...Eden, too," she said, stretching out a little more. She certainly looked forward to hanging out with her friend a whole lot more. She had missed doing that lately.
"Well... we're on. Totally. We're gonna get you all dolled up, showin' off that rockin' little bod of yours, and guys are gonna be TRAMPLING me to get to you." Phoebe, for all her swagger? Truly loved and adored her best friend.
Naomi smiled. "I think I'd enjoy that, actually." Amazingly, being around Ben had done her a good bit of good. It had shown her how to have some real confidence in herself. Now she at least believed that she could pull a guy in if she so wanted.