Winter Bike League #7 - Athens GA (01/17/15)
The view looking back on the Hamilton-Ryker IT - Condor Chocolate Madison Classic. Oscar Clark (Hincapie) took 1st place with Joey Rosskopf (BMC) and Ty Magner (Hincapie) taking 2nd and 3rd, respectively.
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The City of Love II A Justin Bieber Love Story II Chapter 1
THE VID IS NOT MINE! it just my movie maker thing wasnt workin so i had to use this one!!!! SO IGNORE THE VIDEO!!
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Chapter One: Think of it as a...favor♥
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--♥Chasity's Pov
Sauntering through the alluring coble-stone roads, gazing downwards investigating each and every stone; each having their own irracrate design and texture. The souls of my light chocolate heels, greeted the stones, then gladly left as I took each filling step closer; to the aroma of Carmel lattes that had danced through the clear air, luring me in to the quaint coffee shop to my right.
My hazel-green orbs landed on a young mad, with a short shaggy hair-do. Who looked almost that he was affected by the novel he was pursuing, as his bushy eyebrows furrowed together, with small little wrinkled climbing onto his small nose; that- quite frankly- had a small cute freckle on it.
Pouncing, I had made my way into the small cinnamon coloured coffee house, bricks plastering the outside walls.
Two steps, of brick, had been put in front of the entrance, as the two steps had met the height of the structure.
My bracelets chimed together while I walked, as they clashed.
My orbs traveled back to the man in the corner on their outside seating area, still looking mesmerized by this novel.
I carried my feet to the line that was forward; the main counter where you were to order.
Many people were scattered around mingling with one another; laughing children, but they could have been talking about me and I would have not the slightest clue.
Due to the fact they would fluently be speaking French.
Yet, I did no partly some French but not nearly as well as them.
Madame, Que Voulez-vous? (Madam, what would you like?)
My train of thoughts was interrupted by a muscular voice. I focused my attention to the front counter; as my eyes caught an attractive curly brown-haired man, with oceanic eyes.
Um, okay do you speak English?
The fine young man looked at me with a peculiar face; he probably thought i was crazy.
Okay, so no? My voice echoing through the walls- Errm Pourrais-je a voir un cafe au lait umm au chocolat umm umm. (Um could i have a umm chocolate umm latte?)
He still had that look on his stunningly gorgeous face,
Great. i murmured.
Elle aura un cafe au lait au chocolat. (She'll have a chocolate latte.)
A musky voice rang through my right ear.
My eyes traveled to the right-were I heard the voice- to view the shaggy haired boy gliding his hand down to his back pocket on his light blue denim jeans, in reach for his wallet.
His jeans -coincidently- matched my really light demin blue shirt, rolled up sleeved the soft fabric ended at my elbow. It had been tucked into my white elegant flowy-floral shorts, well they weren't nesscaraly floral but they had floral designs on them.
Except the petals were slight holes reviling the white cotton underneath.
A slim dark bache belt topping both the top and bottom off together.
The belt also matched my thick wedged heels.
Accessories', covered my ringers, neck and wrists as i had a long cross necklace, the gold chain draping endlessly down my shirt.
Two fingers out of five were covered with rings, while the other five just had one, one big one covered almost two it seemed.
And yes, of course my lucky bracelets, that i must ware, each having their own unique story to how or why it ended upon my wrist.
His brown leather punch had been pulled out further more. I didn't even know him and he was willing to pay for my drink?!
My hand rushed to stop him from pulling it out even more. My fingertips brushing his.
He turned to look at me in wonder of why i had stopped what he was pursuing.
I was probably looking like an idiot, as i was staring at him in awe. He looked so much better up close than further away.
He had several beauty marks separated throughout his face; they looked extremely cute. His shaggy hair shaped his face excellently showing off his strong jaw-line.
That was always one of my favorite area of a guy their strong jaw-line and their gorgeous eyes.
Check.
He had the gorgeous eyes.
His perfect pink lips curled shoeing a really small dimple on his left cheek.
Um, thank you but you don't have to pay for my drink.
The words rolled off my cherry tongue emphasizing ,my,.
I nervously tucked part of my long dark brown hair behind my ear.
But despite my command my bangs flew right back to its original position.
I gazed back up to him.
Shit, i don't even know his name and he's doing all this?!
Why? I want to.
What?!
Okay if you insist but I promise I'll pay you every penny back! I promise! I retorted, seriousness' in my voice.
He chuckled.
What was so funny?!
No, don't think of it as a... favor.
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So here's # 1 really hope u like had to perfect it like 50 times and i still dont really like it!! :( So plss like, comment and sub!
thnx an ilu!
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The name saffron is derived from the Arabic word behind - the French , which means yellow . Saffron flower is very beautiful , and its delicate velvet stamens have a strong , slightly bitter , spicy flavor. Crocus blooms in the fall. Mountain alpine meadows at the time covered by the amazing multi-colored carpet of living . However , flowering crocus continues only one week. Therefore, the flowers are collected every day, or rather, every morning at the crack of dawn until the sun bakes too much. Saffron - one of the oldest and certainly one of the most precious and expensive spice in the world. Rip and processed saffron manually. In order to obtain one kilogram saffron flower should treat 300000 plants. These figures give some idea of the efforts of producers of saffron and explain its high price in the market. No wonder they say expensive as saffron .
We all like a little saffron. Our life is fleeting . The Universe - is eternal.