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 Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 11:59 am
__________________Those ( WINGS ) -- ♪________________... I w a n t them too.✖ ✖ ✖ || ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ || ✖ ✖ ✖
Bronx arrived back at the school with the food and walked in, He navigated through the school dodging the children in the hall. He walked up to Carleys room and knocked. "Hey I'm back with the food!" He said as he knocked on her door.
✖ ✖ ✖ || ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ || ✖ ✖ ✖ __________________My h o n o r, my dreams________________... ☆ they're [ YOURS ] now.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 2:18 pm
Nancy strode out of the classroom, nobody noticing as she wandered the hallways. That class was boring... Nancy thought as she opened the door into English. No one really noticed that she entered the room as she just walked by them. Some kids got still when she walked by but she really didn't care. Nancy took a seat next to Fay as she just continued to twirl her pencil around her finger. Some kids looked back at her and the teacher told them to turn back around.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 5:26 pm
 Fayte glanced to her side to see a new Girl. She seemed alright, though Fayte decided to not draw more attention to what she was already getting. Geez.... Whats with these people. They're so....nosy.... fayte thought to herself as she started to take notes that the teacher wrote on the board. Eventually, she began to just doodle on the margin of her paper. Smiling a little, she wrote her name in fancy script and decorated it. ..:Me? haha sorry I've been busy working on my dream avi. I'll post more frequently now. :..
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 5:38 pm
Nancy looked down at her notebook as she heard Fayte's thought of people being nosy. She looked back up seeing some of the people were still glancing back every now and then. Nancy opened up her notebook to the page that had her drawing from earlier of the girl in a garden of roses. She added a few more touches before closing her notebook and twirling her pencil around her finger. She didn't really care since it wasn't as bad as in the past, people giving her stares of hate, or fear.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 5:51 pm
Fayte sat back halfway through class as she became bored. Very bored. Geez, I usually dont mind English...but this is ridiculous! She raised her hand a little and formed a small ball of Quick-silver. playing with it, she smiled and changed its shape, making it do various little tricks.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 6:02 pm
Nancy glanced at Fayte in the corner of her eye, then looking back into space. She went back into her dream world, the only place that ever seems to ever comfort her and get her away from reality. Away from the cold stares and comments. But she had caught Fayte's thought again about the class being ridiculously boring. And she is right too. Nancy thought rolling her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 6:20 pm
Relieved to hear the bell ring, fayte made her quick-silver disappear and collected her stuff. She sighed with relief, then looked at her schedule. Skipping class wouldnt hurt....I did just start after all. I'll make up an excuse. After all, it was math. Fayte hated it. She found that to be one of the most (if not, the most) dreadful class, and would often be found skipping it. Smirking a little, Fayte headed out the classroom and down the hall to the cafe. "I think I'll treat myself to a little latte." she sang happily. ..:Cafe is open all day, right? :..
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 6:35 pm
Nancy blinked her eyes a few times before she realized that the bell had just rang. She rose form her seat heading out the door as some of the people wold just stop and stare. She heard them start to whisper something about her as she closed her eyes and thought, Fools.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:14 pm
 [~*~] :Carly Krause: [~*~] Courage is a bad thing. It usually follows pain...
Carly opened her door and smirked a bit. "Thank you." She mouthed, grabbing her notebook, laptop, and pencil. She started walking out into the hallway when some busy student ran into her making her drop all her stuff. She wasn't exactly tall, so no one usually noticed that she was standing in front of them. She heard her notebook being kicked down the hallway and she raced after it. Another student ran into her again, and she fell down on her face steps before her math room. She looked around at the feet and shins of all the students. She couldn't find her precious notebook for her life. I'll just have to live without talking for a few days till I can buy another one. She thought. But my drawings and songs, and everything... Tears stung in her eyes as she picked up her laptop and walked into the Calculus room and took a seat farthest in the back right in the middle, where no one could see her behind the other students who were almost a foot taller then her.
But if pain comes after... What have you lived for?
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 5:25 am
As she came to the cafe, Fayte walked in and went directly to the counter, ordering a carmel latte. she was sure to stress the extra carmel and extra whip cream. Happy that her drink finally came, Fayte walked over to a small, single person table, dropping her bag down on the ground beside her. Sipping happily, Fayte took out another notbook that was labeled
~Faytes Musyc~
She immediatly took out a black pen and flipped the notebook open to a new page, starting to write down lyrics. She loved music. More than just about anything. She often composed pieces on the piano, but would play them on the guitar too. (she often prefered Piano.) She wasnt a bad lyricist either. After writing the rest of the song down, she labeled the name,
Finally satisfied, Fayte sat back and smiled, drinking her coffee again. "And that should be it." she re-read the lyrics and sang the tune in her head. Looking back to the clock, she noticed she still had some time to kill. "well, I guess I'll just chill here for a bit..." she mumbled to herself, thinking of what classes she had next.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 11:59 am
As Nancy walked down the halls she noticed a notebook on the floor but no one was trying to get it. Before someone eles kicked the notebook further from her Nancy crouched down placing her right hand infront of her. The notebook started to slide on the floor towards her avoiding people's feet. As the notebook came sliding to her she picked up the notebook and placed it on top of her other stuff, reading who it belonged to. Carly Krause.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 3:03 pm
__________________Those ( WINGS ) -- ♪________________... I w a n t them too.✖ ✖ ✖ || ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ || ✖ ✖ ✖
Bronx walkes into the his office in the mens gym locker room. He set his papers down as well as his food. "Aaahhh, first day of class! I think i'll start out with dodge ball." He grinned as he began to eat his breakfast before his class started.
✖ ✖ ✖ || ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ || ✖ ✖ ✖ __________________My h o n o r, my dreams________________... ☆ they're [ YOURS ] now.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 7:42 pm
[~*~] :Carly Krause: [~*~] Courage is a bad thing. It usually follows pain...
Carly forced her head down on the desk to hold her sobs in. She couldn't control memories that were flooding into her head about her pain, about the feelings that were starting to overtake her. Her notebook was gone, and she had no way to communicate. Tears flowed down her cheeks and she covered her eyes with her bangs as she grasped the edge of the desk, waiting for a miracle to come, a saving angel to find her way to her.
But if pain comes after... What have you lived for?
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:04 am
__________________Those ( WINGS ) -- ♪________________... I w a n t them too.✖ ✖ ✖ || ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ || ✖ ✖ ✖
P.E. class hed ended and Bronx made his way back to his room to prepare for his next class. As he neared his door he heard Carley crying. Bronx gently knocked on the door and asked "Hello, Carley? Its me Bronx, is everything ok?" He then waited a few seconds for a response.
✖ ✖ ✖ || ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ || ✖ ✖ ✖ __________________My h o n o r, my dreams________________... ☆ they're [ YOURS ] now.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:30 am
Heading down the hallways back to her room, Fayte was listening to her music, which was blasting through the headphones. As she came to her room, she took her key that hung around her neck and unlocked the door, entering and dropping her stuff on the floor. She then turned off her music and closed the door, sitting down on her bed and sighing. "Lets see....what next?" she layed on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. after a moment, she sighed. I'm bored....great. eying the keyboard that sat across her bed, Fayte smiled. "I suppose a little piano wouldnt hurt...at least until my next class starts." Fayte stood up and walked over to her keyboard, which she sat down and began to play Zanarkand.
..: hahahaha....sorry! Its what I'm listening to now. ^.^ I love this song. :..
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