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Post by satoshi on Jun 4, 2007 15:22:24 GMT -5
She sighed as she looked at her reflection in a small red mirror on the inside of her locker door. She never liked the way she looked, well she never liked looking like her mother. She turned away from the mirror and reached into her school bag. She sorted threw the various books and containers until she found a small white box. Inside was a silver chain with a heart on the end witch she placed around her neck. That looks better she commented and placed the box back into her bag. So far no one had talked to her, no girls no guys. But ti might be better if she just stayed invisible until her parents took her from this school and sent her to another for some stupid resion. She shut her locker, grabbing her bag before closing it. She wondered were Satoshi went to, probable home listening to music and sketching in his room. Like he always does on the first day at school She leaned back onto the cool metal of her locker. I wounder if any guys will talk to me here..Oh who am I kidding She just stood there in thought.
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Post by »Slip Ice on Jun 17, 2007 21:22:23 GMT -5
No time for quick apologies.
Sorry for the slash to your pride.
»Pushing herself up from where she sat, she let her eye line trace the room in it's icy, tangible way. Some people waved at her and smiled, while others, strangely enough, shuffled away. Though, she was quite used to it. That's what happened when you were considered a "Preppy snobby Popular girl", some people loved you and hung out with you to get in the spotlight, whilst others were to intimidated to even talk to you.
»A sigh passed between her lips as she stood there, Hollister shirt slightly ruffled, the scene of sketchy seagulls, a beach, and some palm trees showing lightly, all in different, perfectly planned colors. She still didn't have her things, and needed to visit her locker before the teacher snapped at her for not having her things until first bell. She hated the teacher. She was extremely talented in Algebra, but nothing else came to her when it came to Math, and this frustrated her teacher beyond all means, who thought she was just being lazy and in turn would push her to her breaking limit, calling her, quite frankly, stupid at times.
»She slowly walked to the door, still blinking the sleep from her crystal eyes. She had come in late, so she had practically just woken up, and was upset that she only had about ten minutes left of free time instead of twenty. She liked the morning free period. It gave her time to talk with friends, make plans for after school, and wake up a bit before her first class, which was usually Lit. Arts, a class where she easily got by on her skill alone and could sit back, relax, and enjoy while waking up. Some days, though she had math, a double period, sometimes, in the morning. Those were the worst days. Today was one of the worst days. Finally she made her way out of the door and noticed something peculiar; a girl standing next to her locker.
»Rachel was quite sure she knew most of the people in the school, if not all of them, and everybody knew about her, so this must have been the knew kid some of her friends were talking about. She was surprised nobody had talked to her, and instead had talked about her, though Rachel knew that was the way it went with the new kids. She wondered what group the girl would belong to, and hoped she would become her friend. The more the merrier, Rachel always said.
»She smiled and casually walked to the girl, letting herself go into a easy, friendly position.
"Hi, I'm Rachel. You must be new. My lockers right next to yours, so I'd thought I'd say hi." She said in an indifferent tone that held the hint of cheer Rachel spread around the school. But then again, that's what you needed to fit in.
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Post by `xcourtney. on Jun 19, 2007 20:21:30 GMT -5
{wow I missed alot. Dont mind if I join?}
Courtney's math class just ended. Making her way to her locker, putting in the code. Opening it. Shoving her binders in and text book for math. She sighed deeply. Closing her locker, and plomping on the ground. Closing her eyes, and looking up. She hoped to find a guy, but that wouldnt happen. Shes never been with someone for so long. Its hard to say, weather she wants to be again. Looking over to the two talking, she thought she join. She smiled lightly, and played with her Maralynn Meanrou lip ring. She smiled again,
Im courtney. Cj or Court if you wish. Nice to meet you Rachel. Sorry if I budded in.
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