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- Posted: Tue, 15 Nov 2011 04:17:39 +0000
Nadia Akiame Thompson: Rocker Chick
Music runs through my veins, and the beat runs my heart
Music is the breathe of life. It is the beat of your heart. It is the pulse, it is blood, it is everything. You can always listen to music. No matter your mood, music would make it better. Music screams out your frustration, it soothes you when you want to cry. It lifts up when you are happy. Every emotion you will ever feel, has been expressed. Every situation you will ever go through, has been expressed. This is why, Nadia, had been put with the scene kids for there was not a group who appreciated music more.
It had been a super day. Not. She felt that her friendship with one of her best friends had been torn apart. Perhaps she should be nicer. Perhaps try to understand the situation. But honestly, she felt that her friend was a selfish b***h. Her parents were going through a divorce? So did like what? fifty one percent of marriages or something? And she thought that was a reason. ******** that. Her parents were separated but kept being together for public events. But you didn't see Nadia trying to ******** off herself. Seriously. This anger had been keeping her awake for some time. Thus when that goddamn call came at ******** five in the morning, she just answered and shrugged it off. As she went back to that half-sleep state, she soon heard that little alarm clock.
That beep beep beep. She took the alarm and stopped it. She walked towards her washroom like a zombie. As she made it to the shower. Washed her hair, washed her body. Did that and finished it. Dried her hair. Blow dried it. She walked towards her closer and went through everything. She picked out a pair of skinny jeans, black converse, and a shirt. She went down the stairs. Grabbed an apple, her messenger bag, and went to her car. Drove her car.
Made it to the school. Had made it through goddamn schools. She had made it through the classes. It was boring as hell. She hated classes. they were things you went through. You needed at least decent grades to get to the college you wished. Thus it was necessary. Just sucked though. So she made it through the few and it was finally lunch. Thank god. She walked into the cafeteria and sat at the usual scene kids table with a salad. As she picked at it she waited for her friends to come and visit her. Hopefully that would happen eventually.