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I am who I am, and it is going to stay like that. 
→The cafeteria was already filled with kids as she walked in. It wasn't her first time attending the school so everything was familiar to her. She stood there next to a stone pillar that was randomly placed inside the school. She doesn't understand why it was there but it was there so she had to deal with it. Her backpack fell to the floor as she leaned against the brick wall. →A kid, about five foot eleven inches, leaned against the wall next to her. He had the appearance of a freshman and telling but the way he acted he was probably one to. Jill breathed in and then reached over to pick up her backpack so that she could find another spot to go to when suddenly the boy turned to her. →His voice was just as bothering as her father's. "Hey, do you know where we get our schedules?" His shirt was plain white and his basketball short were a bright blue. His legs were disgusting and hairy and his tennis shoes where dirty. →Jill shook he head. "Sorry, find somebody else. I am pretty new here myself." She lied hoping that she would have a chance to escape him without seeming rude. She saw her chance because he didn't reply. With quick feet, she darted off to the stone pillar. →She looked around for any body that was younger and then set her bag on the floor. Crossing her arms she looked up to see an old crush by the name of Jack. Never really did she say a word to him but his attitude was very widely known as funny and rude. Somehow that draggged Jill in more then anything else.  xx xx |
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● He couldn't understand it. It was a huge invasion of a student's private life and there wasn't a paper that Galilieo sighed giving them permission to do that. He remembered the principle's words, "if you don't do it, then you'll get kicked out of whatever it is the you are in." ● Galilieo pushed the doors to the school open and entered in at free will. The time was about 8 o'clock and mostly people were gathered up at the school's gate. He pushed through the crowd and into an open space. He felt the eyes of other kids that knew him drift and loom around him. He felt like showing everybody his middle figure but decided that wouldn't be a good idea. Instead he sat there wondering what to do next. |
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♡ A check arrow that was in the side of the corner was pressed but nothing happen but the phone's back light got brighter. There on the screen was a picture of him and his best friend's girlfriend. Just then chills moved quickly down his spine. A flashback of last night's dream flashed in his mind. He mostly saw small little bruises on the girl and his best friend was the one who caused it. He shook his head. "He wouldn't do anything like that." His face came to his knees. "I know he has anger problems but . . . he wouldn't even dare." ♡ He flipped over the sheet and walked over to the one window that was in his apartment. "I wonder what she is up to today anyway." He pulled out his phone again and started to text her. Hey babe, what to chill? ♡ Putting a smile on his face as he hit the word send, he looked out the window at the neighborhood they he moved into to. Gustav hated it but it was still better then being at his parent's house. Nobody would want to be there. The place was just so, dark even the black cats ran away. The creepy sound you get from walking in never helped either. ♡ Soon after he got his look of the dark a dry neighborhood. He skipped over to the bathroom. After taking a shower he started to blow dry and straighten his hair. After that he put on his oh-so-fashioned dark skinny jeans and puddle of mudd t-shirt and walked out the door. Walking outside made him realize that he was missing a jacket. Shrugging it off and walked down the street getting to smoothies from his favorite smoothie place. After then he walked to Lizzi's house which wasn't far [occ]I hope my post was just as good XD[/occ] |
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♡ The sub-way stopped with a jolt. Gustav held on to Liz with a tight grip. "I guess we should get off." Gustav picked her up and set her on the ground. "Here hold on to my hand so I don't lose you. I'll try to not pull so hard." He pushed through the crowd and got to the other side of the subway station and up the stairs. "Here, safe and sound." ♡ Gustav was happy to be there with her. He never had really loved being with somebody's girl but Liz was something special. "The mountain spot shouldn't be far from here. If you get tired I can carry you." Gustav said with a little pant in his breathe. He though that was old because he never usually huffed and puffed like that before. Guilding through across a grass plain he pointed out a cow that was always there. "It bothers me." He said, "for some old reason." [occ]Bleh Bleh Have you ever like taken creative writing? like in high school or something.[/occ] |
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A hand like figure emerged from the side of the bed and slammed itself on the black arm clock. As a head poked out from under the covers he looked at the clock. 7:15 is what it read in bold red numbers. "Huey! Huey!" Was heard from the kitchen. "Get up please or you are going to late for school!" The voice continued to shout. A low moan came from underneath the covers which from a large lump. By the time the human underneath got up it was about 7:45. Flopping over on his belly, another low moan came out. Long legs came out first and then the rest of the boy's muscular body. He was about more the average boy. His height was normal but the shoulders were a bit larger then a soccer player's but smaller then a stereotypical football player. His nice smooth legs appeared to be shaven quite often but really not much hair had grown since his high school years. The boy slipped on some slippers and slowly walked down stairs. He couldn't care any less about the fact that he was naked. It was a normal scene in the house for a boy to come out with nothing but his boxers on. The grand hallway seemed to stretch for miles as Huey sleep walked down the endless path to the kitchen. It was a good thing that school started at about 9:45 or being late would be a daily thing. As if the walk from his room to the kitchen weren't long enough, the door leading to the kitchen was jammed, therefore making the trip longer and so much more exciting. Huey passed by a bird cage that held a colorful parrot that seemed to squawk all day and night. The only time it would shut-up is when you gave it you undivided attention. Once Huey came close enough his eyes flashed open. He fell onto the blank white wall. "Son of a . . ." He looked at the bird. "Hello." It said. Huey shook his head. "Oh my gosh." With a fast paced breathe he got back up. "Don't you have anything else to do on your free time?" He inquired as he glared at the bird's large black eyes. Huey slowly moved around the cage constantly looking at the bird in order for it to know that he was paying attention. Cleverly he threw a tiny paper clip, in which he grabbed from a near by table and tossed it. The bird's attention shifted as Huey made his escape. "Dumb bird." He chuckled to himself. Stephine, who was Huey's 'loving' step-mother, was in her usual place, washing the dishes. She looked over her shoulder and then quickly snapped her focus to what she was doing. Huey slowly pulled out one of the four old wooden chairs from the brand new marble table. It was an old match but the matching chairs aren't being delivered until two weeks after the table was delivered. Huey of course questioned it, but he was brushed off and ignored as usual. It seemed like the only time he got paid any attention to is when his Pre-Cal. grade dropped from a 99 to 93. "OMFG my grade got dropped 6 god dammed points." Were the exact words that came out of his mouth once his parent confronted him. And with Huey's luck, that got him grounded from even longer. Sighing deeply, he watched as Stephine set down a breakfest plate in front of him. Ham, sausage, scrabbled eggs, bacon. It all seemed like the prefect breakfast. Another sigh escaped Huey's mouth as he picked up a fork. He dug it into the eggs and placed it into his mouth. It didn't seem that tasty but that was the only thing he could ate. "Step, I am done." He announced as he stood up and waddled over to the refrigerator. "You didn't eat your meat." At this moment, Huey's shoulder raised and fell. "Step, I am a vegetarian." Every time Stephine cooked him something, those words were repeated. It has gotten to the point were he ate things that touched the meat products now. He became angry with the fact that some of the taste of the meat infused itself with the other foods. What also comes to mind it the fact that she is trying to get Huey to eat meat again which only ticked Huey off more. It wasn't like his didn't like her, in fact she was a very nice women but sometimes the things she does would make Huey go nuts. Huey took a large gulp of the milk without putting it in a glass. Huey ignored anything that Stephine was telling him as he packed his lunch for the day. It was a very hard thing for somebody like Huey to find something to eat from lunch. So he packed a PB&J sandwich, a bag of chips, fruit roll-up and a mango drink. It didn't really take much to fill him up but if it didn't then he always carried a dollar for something extra. Stephine turned her back on him and he sprinted out of the kitchen with his packed lunch. He dodged the parrot in the room and made a one-man-stampede from his room. The clock read 8:23 has he shut his heavy wooden door. He leap into the shower. Thanks to the water heater, there was a blast of cold water then the hot water stung his body. Quickly he turned it down to his linking and continued with his shower: shampoo, rinse, shampoo again, rinse, conditioner, axe smelly soap with use of a rag and then rinse of the body. Steam rose from the bathroom as he turned the fogged white knob to the 'off' position. He pulled a towel that was hanging on the bathroom wall of and wrapped it around his body. Drying his hair with another towel he plugged in his straightener. "All hot guys use straighteners." is what he say when somebody told him he was a sissy for having on in the first place. The good thing was that the straightener was one of those 'from wet to dry' ones so Huey could get lazy and not do his hair like you are suppose to. The towel was still wrapped around him as he exited his bathroom. His straightener took a while to heat up so he of course went to pick out his clothing at this time. He pulled out his plain white boxers a long with an undershirt. Picking and choosing from all his cloths, he pulled out some khaki colored shorts that had an eagle on one of the back pockets and a lose fitting t-shirt that read 'Chess club' across the front. Some other things where on the back but Huey didn't really pay attention to them because he couldn't see his back. He went back to his straightener, which wasn't quite ready. He reached into a cabinet on top of his toilet seat and grabbed a strange blue container. The container read 'ever-lasting gel.' Of course, the label wasn't really accurate but it did last a good 12 hours. A good ten minutes passed by has Huey straightened and gelled his hair to his liking. Out of all the events that happened, it was still only 9:01, Huey was never alarmed by the time. It just passed by him. For a about 15 minutes Huey gathered up the rest of his school supplies and headed out the door to his black corvette in which was giving to him as a sorry-mommy-left-and-now-we-replaced-her gift. Huey didn't care as long as he got the car and nobody else but him sat in the drivers seat. He raced off to school with a big bang. No less then 5 minutes later he arrived in the student parking lot. He always drove cautiously especially in this parking lot. Backing up into his normal parking space, he watched every single person that drove or walked pass him. The new freshman were always surprised by his car and the seniors always glared at him.  xxx xxx xxx xxx |
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A boy, black hair, black eyes and a nice little lip ring, emerged from under the covers. "God dammit." He shouted as he looked at the clock. Slowly he moved off his jet blue bed. Stubbing as if he were drunk, he felt around for the bathroom. "Where the hell is that b*****d a** room." Finally with one last fall, he landed on his gigantic red rug that sat in the middle of the bathroom floor. He shot up and looked around the dark room. "Alright..." He brushed it off and took off his only piece of clothing which was his boxers. He turned the white shower knob so the cold water would come falling down. Knowing that the water would take a while to become the temperature he would like it be, he took out his tooth brush. He didn't care how much childish it was, he loved playing with it. A ball sat on the end which was made to some how made the tooth bush more 'soothing.' The tooth bush also said Mario. That was another feature that made the boy smile. Yes, in fact, his name WAS Mario in case you haven't figured out. Yea, go ahead. "Mario, do you like the game MARIO?!?!?!" PUHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA, NO. Mario never enjoyed that joke, it pretty much got old since the time he stepped foot in America. To tell the truth, He was born in Italy and moved to America just recently. Today would be the first day in American School. Of course, Mario was just OVERFILLED with joy about attending a new high school in which he barely practiced the language of. The boy jumped into the shower right after he bushed his fine white pearl teeth. Shower consisted of three things: hair, face and chest. He did wash the rest of his body but not was much as those three parts. He was very proud of his tight adds and large muscles. Once he stepped his foot in America, he felt like the only person comfortable in his own skin. After the shower was done, he took a sit on the floor not really wanting to attend the school he is being forced to be at. "This is dumb." He told himself. A good ten minutes passed before his mother shouted from the bottom of the stairs for him to hurry up. "ALRIGHT MAMA, I AM COMING!" He shouted back. He hopped off the shower floor and wrapped a towel around his skinny body. "Alright let do this thang." He said in a thick Italian accent. Smiled his looked at his body. "What does that even mean?" He asked himself. "Oh well." A messenger bag sat on the other side of the room. The gold peace sign that was glued to the front reflected in Mario's eyes as he pulled his shirt over his head and on. "Don't worry I wouldn't never forget you." He walked over to pick it up without any pants on. He placed the bag on the bed. "You'll do well." He said smiling to himself. Just then he heard another yell from down the stairs. Mario sighed heavily and put on some plaid boxers and so black and white checkered skinny jeans. He slipped on some black high tops and was out the door. "Ok mama lets go." He yelled as he stepped down the stairs and out the wooden door. "You can drive yourself." His mother said has she handed him the keys. "Be safe now!" She snapped. Also she followed up with the whole 'have fun' don't get your lunch money stole' and all those other help helpful tips. Mario was just glad to be out of his mother's attention. He walked to the nice black Grand Tortoni in which his parents got him for the whole sorry-we-are-taking-you-10192091381-miles-away-from-home present. Of coruse, Mario didn't have his driver's license until only two gays ago but his parent got him the car anyways xxx xxx xxxxxx |
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The bell for class rung. It was the first day of school and he was alright annoyed by the slightest things. He held a blue sheet of paper that had a list of classes and other information that the school thinks that he couldn't figure out himself. Teachers passed him with carts which held tardy passes. His eyes focused on a red-headed girl that was being taken to the counselor's office. Her face was hidden with her hands. "Hello pretty lady, why would somebody need to hid a beautiful face like yours." He said with a small little smile. The girl looked up at him. A tear fell down from her red eyes. He reached for it and wiped it off. "Don't cry." Without another word they shared a hug. Soon the girl stopped crying. "Well then I shall see you later." The girl nodded and slowly walked into the counselor's office. The time that passed was about five minutes. He stopped by the water fountain in order to waste more time. "Son please go to class." A man said as Mario lend over to drink some of the delicious water that the school provided. Mario nodded and waved good bye to the man. Finally, he found his class. As he reached for the door knob, he peeked inside the window in the door. The same red-headed girl was standing in front of the teacher. He gave a small tug on the knob to find that it was lock. He sighed heavily and knocked on the wooden frame of the door. A boy sitting on the edge of the classroom lifted himself up and opened up the door. The class room fell silent as Mario stepped into the door. He showed the old bald teacher his sky colored paper. "Ok, Mario, Go have a seat next to Mitchi." He commanded. Mario looked across the room for the sit he was suppose to take. "Alright." He whispered in a think Italian accent. He didn't really know who Mitchi was so he just sat down in the only empty seat in the classroom. The class continued and Mario became hypnotized by his teacher's words. Mario loved math. It was weird how he just got it. The numbers, the solving, the brain power, was just about everything that Mario needed to survive. Science was another favorite.Figuring how things worked and knowing why this happens or why that would happen just excited Mario. He was always good at that but one thing he could never do was read and write. Mario feels it is ironic that somebody like him couldn't do something so simple. He always over thought it, then again, Mario never really had an art taste. He always used logic, he believes that is why he is better in math and science then he is in reading and writing. Periodically his eyes wondered off. Then he would come back to the real world to do a problem. Then his pencil tip snapped. "Dammit." He whispered to himself. He turn to the blond girl next to him. "Do you have a pencil I could use?" He asked. "I'll give it back." He smiled in hopes she would lend him one. xxxxxxxxxxxx |
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Looking at the smashed clock on the floor, an image of a broken grandfather clock flashed in his eyes. He shook his head and the image went away. "Thank god." He whispered. "Better get rolling then." He jumped out of bed and other to his small black night stand. He clicked on a light allowing him to see into the stand's drawers. He pulled out a black towel and some plain white boxers and jeans. As he folded them neatly, three loud knocks echoed though the empty room. "Door's unlocked." Alcée yelled. The golden knock twisted and a boy about the same age as Alcée walked in. "Hey dude you OK?" He inquire looking at the half naked boy. "Naw, I am alright." Alcée grinned and then looked at the items he pulled out earlier. "I'll am going to go take a shower." He said with a smiled. The boy nodded and ran out of the door. Alcée soon followed, only stopping by a room on the way. He got started with his duties. He turned the shower knob to all the way hot. He knew the water heater wasn't really the best. He looked at his tooth brush. The brush wasn't really the best but he used it anyway. The blue tooth paste seemed to be the other real thing of value other then his blue ring that he owned. It was his older brother's but that is a nice little story that could wait until later. After his brush and a little mouth wash he finally got into the shower. The shower still wasn't hot but it was warm enough. It was the same thing everyday: shampoo hair, rinse, shampoo again, condition, soap body, then rinse. He was out before fifth teen minutes was up. He put on his boxers and jeans before he walked out and back to his room. In his room, he went back to the drawer and pulled out a shirt and put it on.  XOXOXO XOXOXO XOXOXO XOXOXO |
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