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 Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 1:15 pm
Its a pleasure to meet you Haley, my name is Edward. he thought. He continued to play his keyboard, not knowign really if it was rude to keep playing or not. Is my playing bothering you? he asked her, wondering to himself if that was the reason she had came over.
((g2g, sorry. b on later))
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 1:29 pm
((Cya))
She shook her head, Nope! I like it... my brother used to play. She missed her family, but didn't really think of them often. She didn't really want to go home to see them, she felt that she was a bit too unstable to go.
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 2:43 pm
Well, do you know how to play? You can if you want to, or attempt if you dont really know how. he thought to her, figuring she probably could play anyways. He did wonder about her family, she did mention them, but thought it would be better if he didnt bring up the topic again.
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 11:30 pm
At a school that was meant to not draw attention, a school where everyone could feel 'normal'... there was STILL someone who stood out of the crowd. Like a sore thumb, a long black limosine entered the parking lot, pulling up to the entrance of one of the several buildings. As the limosine stopped, the driver came to the passenger door and opened it, another butler immediatly heading to gather a few bags. Out of the opened door came a young man, his bright skin letting his green eyes stand out with emphasis un-needed by his dark eyeliner. He wore a nicely fitted shirt, his pants and shoes looked more expensive, and his hair was fashioned some odd teenage way. He seemed to be scoping the scene for something, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Everything seemed fine and so slowly, he stepped away from the vehicle. Behind him was another figure emerging from the car. Her initial build was slender, smaller than the boy's, but the white angel wings behind her took up just a little more space. Folded tightly against her back so as to hide them, the girl flipped some of the messy black hair from her bright brown eyes as she stepped into the parking lot, trying to refrian from spreading her wings wide. Instead, she gave a yawn and stretched her arms.
"I hate car rides..."
The boy turned to her and nodded, taking an arm and wrapping it around the girl's shoulders.
"I know. Come on, lets get inside."
The two made thier way into the common rooms, the two butlers following them. They both made it unnoticed to thier seperate rooms. When the boy was done, he went to the girl's room, checking on her. He gave a knock to the door and she answered, adjusting a few things in the room, her wings spread wide since she was not in public.
"You stay here for a while Adrian. I will be back for you, okay?"
The girl, Adrian, nodded her head quietly. "Yeah, sure Israel..."
The boy, Israel, nodded and closed the door, taking off to casually observe the areas outside. Adrian kicked her bed.
Damn, I hate being inside! Isn't that the reason I came here? So I can be normal?! Ah... this sucks...
She took a pillow and fell onto her bed, holding it tightly as she wrapped her wings securely around her and fell asleep.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 11:52 am
I used to play, she replied, But I started playing other instruments a bit more, she looked at him, How long have you been playing?
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 12:59 pm
Years, but I would love to see you play. he replied back, stoping playing and turned the keyboard so it was facing her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:31 pm
She bit her lip, looking at the keyboard. She gingerly placed her fingers on the keys and began to play. It had been a while, so she made a few mistakes, but she played rather well.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:34 pm
Being himself, Edward noticed the mistakes she made but he didnt mention them. When Haley was done playing he clapped his hands loudly. "Bravo! Encore!" he said outloud cheerfully when she stopped playing. He was overreacting to her playing abbilities on purpose but didnt admit it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:37 pm
She grimaced, "Thanks," she got up, "I should go get some things out of my car, unpack y'know..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:44 pm
"I can help you if you'd like." he said, turning off the keyboard, and standign up with it under his arm.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:57 pm
She smiled softly, "That'd be great!" she put her hands in her pockets, "You want to go put that in your room?" she asked.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 6:52 am
"I'll just put it in my car for now." he said, walking wiuth her towards the parking lot. He put the keyboard in the front seat of his firari adn locked it back up. "Okay, where is you car with your stuff in it?" he asked her looking around.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 7:49 am
"The-" she looked around the parking lot, where her beat up and dirty Volkswagen Bug was sticking out like a sore thumb. "That one," she said, a little embarrassed. Here he was, great Ferrari and all that, and all she had was a piece of very endearing crap.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 8:51 am
Pepper grabbed the shifty stick and put her bright pink Honda ‘Element’ into park. She sat quietly for a moment before grabbing her large duffle bag from the passenger’s side and getting out of the car. The first thing she saw was the green grass; that would need to change… She walked over nonchalantly and bent down to stroke the soft grass, the second her hand touched the leafs they started to brighten into the most neon shade of pink. A smile splashed across her face and the stood up and walked inside.
After being given her room number and information, she walked up to her empty room. It was empty so she was able to change the wall color to a very pretty pink, and the carpet to a pastel-y avocado green, the ceiling stayed a creamy shade of white.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 10:17 am
Even with the roof open like an open air terrace cafe, there was still places fenced off from student access- an example of this was the astronomy tower, jetting out from the building like a rocket pointing up towards the heavens. It seemed almost impossible to climb, but there was a figure just visible perched atop the tower, silhouetted against the perfect blue sky.
Sephora. Her name suggested angels, a light blue, a breezy character, and yet within the first few hours spent on the campus of her new abode the faculty had labeled her as a 'trouble kid'. Her appearance said it all- rebellious eyes set deep behind suspicious brows drawn together in an almost permanent frown under a thick black fringe tainted by obviously fake blue streaks. Low-riding, baggy cargo pants fixed with an array of patches and chains paired with a simple white tanktop and to top it off a broken arm still in its sling. No shoes, with the soles of her feet thick with calluses that suggested this was how she rolled normally. And, to top it off, huge earphones almost eating her head, pumping music straight from her black MP3 player to her ears only. The bag she had pulled along with her on her height-seeking excursion clinked in a way only a bunch of cans could.
With disgust, Sephora noticed the arrival of a new 'gifted' student. Her lip curled in horrified disbelief as the chick turned the lawn a wretch-worthy shade of pink. To indicate her dissent at such a move, she took the half-finished soda can from her side and hurled it down towards the new lawn, the liquid spraying out and glistening in the afternoon sunlight.
"Bugger!"
She snarled, retreating back into her music.
"What a waste of soda..."
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