<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Redheads/Leanna%20Decker/ld14_zpssj5du5tv.jpg)<br/><div align="center">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/BackgroundsCars/car1_zpswrw1f4js.jpg)</div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Sidney Eames (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13090822#msg13090822)<br/><strong>Time | Location:</strong>Early Morning | June 3<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Andi Lawson<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Meeting someone new<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Nice to meet you Andi," she said, flashing a warm, welcoming, grin and giving the other girls hand a firm, confident shake. There would be no weak, limp handed handshakes from Sidney Eames! She couldn't stand those. "You've officially been here longer than me," she added with a soft chuckle before pushing her hair back from her face with an effortless flick of her fingers. "Who are you staying with?" she asked clearly curious about the new girl in the neighborhood. She might have no clue who the family was that Andi was staying with, but then again she might, if they'd lived around the place long enough to know her dad well.<br/><br/>Looking at the house as Andi eyed it she couldn't help but to grin at all the steel and glass. There were no secrets in the Eames residence. Those would require her father to put up some damned curtains...and that wouldn't happen anytime soon! "Home sweet home. Or it will be once I tell my Dad that I'm here. Mom decided she didn't like my job because she thought it spoiled her reputation among her friends and told me to come live with Dad or stop working and here I am," she explained with a small shrug and just a thread of her previous anger warming her voice as she replayed the argument in her mind. "Work pays for school so I wasn't about to quit," she added which was probably more than this stranger really wanted to know, but Sid had a tendency to over-explain when she was upset.