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 Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 6:43 pm
OH CANADA OH CANADA there is maple syrup stuff everywhere (no offence to any Canadians)
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 8:03 pm
Nash Morra. Seventeen, five foot seven, and the average high school nerd. I mean he was super smart, shockingly, and was a bit of comic nerd. Straight-edge, and vegan also. That was all during the daytime, but at nighttime he was some badass in a band with tattoos and some amazing drumming skills. He was a bit of klutz, but it was all alright.
He woke up this morning with a slight groan, knowing it was mid-terms and it was Monday, two things he absolutely hated, but he got to get over that to be in the band, and perform tonight at a local club. Getting up, looked at the gray blinds that danced a bit due to the window being opened halfway, and a fall breeze blew in. He lived on the outskirts of Chicago, and it was perfectly fine by him. Walking over to his dresser, picked out a pair of gray skinny jeans, and a black flannel shirt with a gray tank top to go under. He walked to the bathroom, stripped of his boxers and stepped into the lukewarm shower. Fifteen minutes later, he stopped the water, and grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist, and walked back to his room, then quickly but neatly placed his clothes on, then slipped on a pair of chucks.
Walking downstairs, was greeted by his mother who was at the table reading off of her tablet with a cup of tea. Nash grabbed an apple and a water from the fridge and waved at his mother who wasn't even paying attention to him. Shrugging with an apple in his mouth, went to the hall and grabbed his book bag, before walking out the door, and off to the place called school. He didn't mind the walk, because it was a sunny day out and obviously it would help him avoid her[no layout bc super lazy to get it. Next post I gotchu]
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 4:33 pm
  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa Summers, five foot six and the typical high school queen. Well she was five foot six when she wasn't in heels. I mean she had the power to make or break someone's entire high school existence with one word. At nighttime she did a total 360, she became a total nerd spending time in the library studying or reading.
Groaning as she heard the alarm go off Clarissa climbed out of bed she really didn't want to go to school today since mid-terms were starting. She had to otherwise she would totally fail. Mid-terms wasn't a time to wear heals since if you were late to class you were locked out till next period unless it was a block. Stretching she got up and glanced out of the sheer shimmery white curtains covering the window before walking to the mirror to put in her contacts. At night she wore her glasses like she would tonight. It was going to be a slight break from her studies and was going to a local show, she had been there before and there were tables. She was going to sit at one and study until the band came on. Grabbing an outfit she quickly put it on and brushed out her hair so she looked good. If it was up to her she wouldn't be so freaking popular.
Going downstairs she saw her father drinking his coffee and looking at something on his laptop. He was probably working and didn't even realize she was there. I'm heading off to school she said getting a quick nod in response. Grabbing one of the Ginseng with honey Arizona's from the fridge she grabbed her bag from next to the door and stepped out. She could drive or walk to school. With the weather she thought it might be nice to walk but she would rather take her black Mercedes. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 5:28 pm
  XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYou are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down. Nash finally reached the school stairs, and sighed softly before walking up the cement stairs and tossed the apple core in the green trash bin. He had to deal with every kind of person around, popular, preps, goths, and even the other geeks and nerds of the Chicago high school. Walking up another flight of stairs, got to his locker, and did the combination to unlock it, and grabbed what he needed before the study hall period. So that was Psychology, and English VI. He spent those classes, front seat, third from the door. The tall male walked to room 105 which just happened to be homeroom for him, and the Psychology class. He looked down to his phone which vibrated in his hand, seeing it was his mother to tell him she was going out of town for a week, and he find that a perfect opportunity to have the band over in the garage to practice loud and proud, and sleep over, and hangover, whatever band dudes do.
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 7:01 pm
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa pulled up to school and immediately spotted her 'friends' she knew perfectly well they were there for the popularity not friendship. Walking over to them she gave a slight wave the morning had been good so far, the radio played all her favorite songs and all. Tossing her now empty can of tea into the green trashcan as she started up the stairs blocking out most of their mindless chit-chat such as who was dating who and stuff like that. So Clarissa any guy you have your eye on? she heard the porcelain doll complexioned Maria. Nope she replied. It was true even though practically all the guys would die to be with her. Walking to her locker she quickly placed her bag in and grabbed her things for homeroom and first period Psychology in 105. Unfortunately for her she was in the front row fourth from the door, meaning she was right next to Nash Morra. Nobody really did anything to him because she hadn't given the order it was just small things until he ticked her off. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 7:51 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYou are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down. Nash was in the class when he saw the blonde walk into the homeroom. She sat next to him, but really didn't remember her name, Claire Clarissa, something along those lines. He was actually was sketching out his next tattoo, which was going on his leg, yet no one saw his tattoos. Covered up by long sleeves or in the case, hoodies. The teacher walked in, ran down the seating chart, seeing who was in, and who was out. Nash was always in, and he aced all his classes even being a super hot drummer at night. He watched as notes were passed to the girl next to her, he called her Little Miss. Popular in her case. He, well was the nerd of the bunch. Zoning out for a moment, soon felt a paper ball hit him in the back of head. The male ignored it, only because they wanted to get his attention and start something with him, and he wasn't for it.
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 8:02 pm
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa knew perfectly well what any of the notes passed to her were about. Guys asking for at least one date or others attempting to get in her little circle of popularity. She always just threw the notes away, they were never opened. seeing the paper ball hit the head of the male next to her she couldn't help but to giggle slightly. She knew they were going to just try to start something, but he wasn't that fun so most people just let him be. Nash never really reacted to anything much that anyone here tried. Smart of him in her opinion. She just really knew him as the red headed nerd, the term applied to him from everyone who was anyone here. She actually tried to learn names so if she had to interact with them at all. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 5:44 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYou are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down. Nash never seemed so fun in school, because he got the label of the nerd. Nerds in movies always seemed, well rather under dressed. White button down shirts, plaid pants up way too high with a black belt, hair slicked to one side with glasses, tape in the middle, freckles, acne and braces too. Nash was far from that, even in the daytime. He was super smart and quiet, but hey, it was alright. "Okay, since it's midterms, and I know how much you all dread them, I'll make it easier on you guys. I'll pair you up, in twos and give you a project to do." The teacher said before they groaned, except Nash. Well he was dreading, because they'd make him do all the work, and obviously, he only got half the credit when he deserved all of it. Nash you'll be paired with Clarissa." The teacher said before Nash looked up from his desk to acknowledge the teacher with a nod, before glancing to the blonde beside him and back down to his desk with the drawing. He knew all too well he would work his a** off, and Clarissa would simply sit back, or at least what he thought.
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 7:41 pm
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa heard that they were being paired up for a project for their mid-terms for Psychology. She wondered what it might be but as long as she didn't get paired up with someone who was a total dimwit she would be fine. Hearing she was paired with the male next to her she didn't mind that much. Even if she let some of her normal self slip it's not like he would have anyone to tell. You all are to create a project or write a five page paper on whatever you choose relating to this class. she heard the professor state. Quickly scanning through her head for something they could do she remembered of the "Dark Triad" which is the combination of narcissism, psychopathy, and Machiavellianism. It was briefly went over how people with this were typically tended to succeed in moving up the career and income ladders. They even out-performed their more conscientious, somewhat obsessive-compulsive, counterparts. Remembered verbatim as the book said, yeah she memorized it so what. Turning to Nash she looked to him Any ideas? she asked him. She was going to hear him out first before suggesting her idea. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 8:01 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYou are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down. Nash just put his drawing away and pulled out a small binder that was full of notes, which replaced the sketch. He wanted to do something that would outshine the rest of this class. And it would make Clarissa feel great. The male adjusted his position so he could speak to the blonde next to him. He would really do anything that she did, but he'd just make it look good, clean and acceptable. He wanted to lean more the Music Psychology, but didn't know if the girl was up for something that didn't seem to fit her well. In general the class didn't seem to be her forte. Shaking his head slightly, scanned through his notes "Nope. You got ideas?" He asked, then met her gaze for a moment. He just wanted to leave the class, and leave school, go meet up with his mates and jam the hell out of the show later that night
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 6:30 am
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa knew that her idea was more for the paper rather than the experiment. So if he wanted to do the experiment they would have to figure something else out. Well first project or paper? she said. She really didn't care at least she wouldn't be stuck with all the work or someone deciding they would do it all for her in hopes of joining the popular circle. If we were doing the paper we could do the "Dark Triad" she suggested. Hopefully he remembered what it was so she didn't have to explain it. The way the book and notes defined it was how she defined it. It would be interesting but for a five page paper not so much. Plus knowing the teacher he only gave them a week for a project and so it probably applied. He always would tell them when it was due the day before. So it was best to get it done with ASAP. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 1:45 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYou are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down. Nash was more of a hands on guy, preferring an experiment, over paper, but to make it easier on the two of them, he would do the paper "Um, we can do paper. Seems simple, and maybe I can try and work some type of experiment." He said, only getting softer as he spoke. He had these walls built around so it was hard to see the guy he was nighttime. Hearing her bring up the dark triad, seemingly, nodded at that idea "Good idea. It can work." He said with a small smile. One of the only times he smiled in class. It was a cheeky smile, and it looked good on him. He wasn't the smartest on the dark triad, but he would go over notes to remember it and work on the paper starting tomorrow night. He would jot main ideas during other classes, and at home before leaving for the show. Who knew if anyone would see him, the tattoos, and attitude while banging on the drums. "Oh, by the way. I won't be able to start right away, I have, some other projects due soon and they're almost done." He added, lying to her face, but at least he being honest on not being able to get it done tonight.
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 4:07 pm
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa nodded as he spoke. That would work and she could help him out some. If he wanted at all, smiling slightly she was glad that he thought it was a good idea to do. That was good. Thank you, will you need any help? she asked before hearing he had other projects to finish up. It didn't bother her as long as it was almost done by Thursday she would be good. If not Clarissa would probably start to slightly panic. Okay I'm going out tonight so it doesn't bother me. she said. She just decided not to say that she was going to a concert and would look totally different. She had passed some people from school in the evenings and no one recognized her. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 7:55 am
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYou are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down. Nash thought for a moment, and shook his head slightly "Nah, I think I'm good, well maybe some quick bullets on important things I should include in the essay." He said as he heard her say she was going out tonight too. Probably a party of some sorts, I mean she was really popular. He knew once this project was done and over with, they would never talk again. It was obvious, only because he was a nerd and she was like the school's princess. Not long after the bell signaling the end of class.
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 8:41 am
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ▌▌Clarissa heard him and nodded slightly. so he was pretty much going to do it all on his own. Figures it was pretty much always that way. Hearing the bell ring she got up to head to her next class. Soon enough the day was over and it was time to do those points for him and get changed and head to the concert. Considering it was 4 now and it started at 6 she would probably change and get over there first since it was on the oother side of town. Quickly arriving home she changed into and outfit, taking out her contacts she put on a pair of glasses. Smiling she headed back downstairs and climbed into her car ready to go. ▌▌ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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