8:08pm Jan 3 2010
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Mist just sorta stood around a waited for the door to open. She hoped it was soon. She sighed and sat down on one of the steps in bordem.
Taking a long break from Res due to Stress levels. Will pop in and out. If you wish to contact me, RMAIL ONLY. I WILL NOT BE ROLEPLAYING. I WILL NOT COME BACK NOT MATTER THE AMOUNT OF BEGGING.
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8:09pm Jan 3 2010
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Nicole looked at the other people waiting for school to open, and she texted. (Fail. :) )
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8:10pm Jan 3 2010
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[Fine. D<] A black sportscar pulled into the senior parking lot of Salpointe highschool, home of the Lancers. Trent loved his car, he sometimes slept in it if he got mad enough at his mother. It was the first day of senior year, Trent knew that it was going to be long and hard, he wasn't much of a good student. Taking a deep sigh, he turned off his car and grabbed his black backpack out of the back seat. Moments later, he found himself inside of the school. Trent always enjoyed being to school an hour before it started, it was only him. He preferred to be alone. - I want your love and all your lover's revenge. You and me could write a bad romance. Jennifer groaned and hit the snooze button, this meant it was time for school. Sighing, she drug herself out of bed, headed toward her bathroom. She quickly straightened her blonde hair, this meant she could take longer applying make-up. Ten minutes later, Jennifer was ready for school. But as usual, she was going to be late.
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8:12pm Jan 3 2010
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Deomi stepped out of her new Camaro. There were DEFINATELY benifits to be recied from a dad who's doctor and a mom who's a lawyer. ((changin their ages, they are both 17 and are seniors)) Deomi straightened her tank top and walked across the parking lot toward the door in her black Stilletos((sp?)) that went amazingly well with her white tanktop and jean shorts. Her tanned legs were flawless as always and her makeup, perfect. Another amazing day, for Deomi Branson. _____ Luke pulled up to school on his motorcycle, pulling off his helmet as he got off. He smirked and looked around. Suddenly a football was flying at him and he caught it. He wasnt star wide-reciever for nothing.((yes! they has perfect lives!!!! But Deomi's perfection comes with a twist. . . . .tis a secret!!!))
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8:15pm Jan 3 2010
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Mist rolled her eyes at the girl and boy that had came in the Camaro and on the Motorcycles. Great, now she really hoped the doors would open soon. She knocked her blonde hair back in forth with a bored ex pression on her face.
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8:19pm Jan 3 2010
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Deomi smiled and walked over to Nicole, "is anybody looking at me?" she whispered to her friend, facing away from the crowd.
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8:21pm Jan 3 2010
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Kirsty looked up fom her book to see who came then looked back down she rther keep to herself and not get in trouble she might be able to fight back but it was against what she belived in happy good anger bad.
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8:21pm Jan 3 2010
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-- bored as hell.... -sigh- --
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8:22pm Jan 3 2010
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"Only everybody~" Nicole laughed, looking at deomi.
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8:24pm Jan 3 2010
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Deomi laughed, "some shock." she shook her head, turning around, glaring at a boy who was staring at her. he quickly turned around, as did a few other boys. She turned back to nicole, "get me out of here!" she groaned, walking into the building.
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8:25pm Jan 3 2010
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Mist rolled her eyes. "Not everybody," she muttered hearing their conversation. Stuck up *censored*es. She may be on the cheer squad, but she didn't need to act like a prep to do it.
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8:26pm Jan 3 2010
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Nicole laughed, Folowing her, "Don't act like you don't love it. Jeesh, I don't know how I'm Head cheerleader and all the boys still like you" She laughed, teasing her friend.
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8:28pm Jan 3 2010
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Mist got up and followed the other girls a little slower than them.
Taking a long break from Res due to Stress levels. Will pop in and out. If you wish to contact me, RMAIL ONLY. I WILL NOT BE ROLEPLAYING. I WILL NOT COME BACK NOT MATTER THE AMOUNT OF BEGGING.
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8:28pm Jan 3 2010
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Kirsty was lad she was close to inviable around everyone she was happy alone.
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8:28pm Jan 3 2010
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Deomi rolled her eyes, "the attention gets irritating and the ONE person I want to notice still doesent!" she sighed, "what should I do!" she made a grrrr sound ((xDDD))
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8:29pm Jan 3 2010
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"Who dosen't notice you?" She asked, her eyebrow raised.
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8:30pm Jan 3 2010
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... Wow, this isn't fun. -goes to play somewhere else.-
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8:32pm Jan 3 2010
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Deomi rolled her eyes, "If I told you, the whole school would know by the end of the day." she pointed out, walking toward her locker.
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8:32pm Jan 3 2010
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(( Crim! ))
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8:33pm Jan 3 2010
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[[ What? >; ]]
Taking a long break from Res due to Stress levels. Will pop in and out. If you wish to contact me, RMAIL ONLY. I WILL NOT BE ROLEPLAYING. I WILL NOT COME BACK NOT MATTER THE AMOUNT OF BEGGING.
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