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 Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 1:36 pm
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Lucius couldn't help but notice Faith's obnoxious friends, Lila and Sammi. Just their voiced made him cringe, the were high pitched and everything out of their mouths sounded like a question. Not to mention the two females seemed to give him nasty looks, at least that's what he noticed when he glanced over his shoulder at them. He pushed open the door to his math class and walked to the same seat that he did in English. In the back, away from the windows. Math sucked, really sucked, and not just because it was class. Lucius was about to sit down when a small, flat chested girl who looked to be a freshman approached him. Lucius raised an eyebrow as the overly excited female began to speak "Hi! Im Essie! You're new!" Lucius raised an eyebrow at the female, her hair was brightly colored and hard to look at but the male humored her "Yeah, i am" he looked at the obviously giddy female and chuckled as the 40-year old math teacher entered the classroom with a droll look on his face. Lucius sat down and looked again at the female standing by his desk "See you around Essie" he murmured and the female squeeked and ran off to her desk at the front of the room. She was like a mouse, a mouse on acid. Lucius let out a deep sigh as he thought of Faith and a way to get her away from her friends.
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 1:53 pm
   `````````````````````__________________~Peace begins with a smile.~>> Honestly, Faith knew her friends were probably right. Just looking at Lucius, she could tell something about him wasn't quite right. Still, they weren't really right to judge him. They had never even spoken to him before; just because he looked a certain way, that didn't mean he was a bad person. That's the one thing she didn't like about other cheerleaders--they were so judgmental. Faith believed in giving everyone a fair chance, which was another reason she was very different from the others on the cheer squad; honestly, she wondered sometimes how she got along with them so well. Then again, she seemed to get along with just about everybody as long as they weren't mean spirited and didn't treat her or her loved ones badly.
"... That guy doesn't like my friends, does he? ... Do I want to hang out with someone who would probably openly disrespect my friends?" Faith still managed to focus during French class, but at the same time, her thoughts were still played by that mysterious boy. She wondered why exactly he was so interested in speaking to her and not one of the other cheerleaders; she also wondered where he was from and whether he was in any advanced classes. Mostly, though, she was felt a bit disappointed in herself for leaving before she got to find out his name. She knew pretty much everyone in the school by name by now; it just didn't feel right for this much time to have gone by without her knowing the new boy's name. <<__________________````````````````````` 
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 6:41 pm
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Lucius had noticed that goth girls (and apparently girls with funny colored hair) seemed to have a thing for him, too bad that they really weren't his type. The male cracked his knuckles loudly, now thinking about the weird colored hair girl. She wasn't unattractive be she didn't get close to Faith's level. The way her hair was wavy but not in tight little curls like that of girls that reminded him of Irish step dancers. Essie was thin but didn't have the small waist Faith had, or the wide hips that curved outward leading down to perfectly sculpted legs. Essie was cute, but just cute, Her didn't glow a soft blue in the light, hell, Lucius wasn't even paying enough attention to notice what color her eyes were. Faith's eye were impossible not to notice, and with a body like hers it seemed impossible that she could radiate such innocence. The girl with funny hair who was sitting in the front of class didn't have the Faith's perfectly perky...Lucius snapped out of in and fiddled with his switchblade. He looked at the clock quickly, he was beginning to get a headache and needed class to end. He needed a cigarette and if he didn't have one soon, he'd start getting very irritable. The male began tapping his foot on the floor as he stared straight at the clock, just waiting for the bell to ring.
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