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 Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 6:55 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick  Rose had been about to finish a worksheet when Wes came up. She handed him back his tee about to murmur her thanks of gratitude but he then spoke. He asked her somethings he did not want to think about. '...wes, i understand you were really nice today, and caring even. But you dyed Richard's hair PINK. You act like a neanderthal all day long. You need to work at it to be my date" She said rolling her eyes. it annoyed her when every guy tried to smooth talk his way into her pants and put her on his arm.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:25 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
"Ro-ose Sweetie, I'm working on it, And Rich did look a lot better in pink..."
Wes chuckled and ran a hand though his hair. He flashed her his winning smile and shrugged off his jacket. He took off the borrowed pink shirt he was wearing and pulled his own white tee back on, it looked a lot better on him after all.
"So what do ya say Rose. Let me take you to the dance. That's all I ask."
Wes glanced around the room before leaning in and whispering something.
"I don't want to get stuck with nobody to dance with after all.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:33 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick She continued to listen to his spiel and trying to win her over. "Dont call me Sweetie. And i need to weigh in who has asked me. you know your're not the only one" She scoffed rolling her eyes. " I know your dating history,a nd how much of a man whore you tend to be...so don't flatter me about being unable to have someone to dance with " She said grining. Shedidn't want to go alone,a nd knew she wouldn't. Even if the one she wanted inthe end had another date already, they would drop teh other for her in and instant. It had happened before.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:36 pm
 TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
Zeke finished up Woodshop before heading to Chemistry. It was one of the few classes he actually had with Wes, so it was one of his favorite classes. Zeke chatted up with his 'girlfriend' a bit before he left to class, waltzing in late as usual by kicking open the door and shutting it with his feet, hands too preoccupied stowing themselves in his pockets. Zeke sat down next to Wes in time to hear the name Rich.
"What up about Bubblegum Head?" he asked as he sagged far down into his seat.
Zeke was always one to use mean and demeaning nicknames, and he had a field day with Rich. The first thing that had come to his mind was those bubblegum pop kids.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:49 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
Wes couldn't help but laugh out loud when Z plopped down beside him and said the name Bubblegum head. That kid was a comic genius. Wes couldn't help but love it when Z showed up for this class. It made it so much more fun, and all that really mattered was fun, right?
"Rose here say's I'm not fit to take her to teh dance, because I treated Richy rich so badly."
Jay looked over at his pal and tilted his head. He hoped that the boy would add something funny.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 8:10 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
Zeke made a mocking scoff sound, as if he were offended somehow. He even raised a hand to his chest in a feminine manner.
"What?" He questioned, sarcasm lacing his words, "She actually thinks that Rainbow Brite's hair didn't look good?"
Okay, so he was making the wrong reference. Rainbow Brite was a blonde, but if he remembered correctly, one of the girls from that show had pink hair. Whatever, there were a million colors in that show.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:00 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick Rose ignore their mean ramblings.S he was a major b***h to the people of the schools he didnt like so she wasn't terribly affected by their mild teasing." he got his hair back to that gorgeous shade of red,and then his dad was moved so the family moved. pity what the military doe"S he said sadly and moved on to her next sheet. She began to work out the math and equations now."a nd either way I thought it was a cowardly thing for you guys to do"She said matter of factly and stood, walking to turn in her work and giving them the sexy hint of upper thigh under her mini skirt.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:53 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
When Rosalyn made the accusation that what 'they' had done was cowardly, Zeke raised his hands.
"Hey!" he cried out incredulously, "I hand no hand in the actually dying of his hair. I simply ridiculed him endlessly afterwards."
When Rosalyn walked away, Zeke couldn't help but take a peek at her. She was flaunting enough skin for her not to get in trouble, but still enough to make guys' heads tilt. Zeke turned away before Rosalyn could look back, and began doodling on his worksheet. He was never one for work.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 9:58 am
~¤†HE RØ€K§†AR¤~
«M.D.T.»
As Mike opened his eyes he felt the sun gently warming his face. Then he saw the light and chringed from his hangover. He couldn't remember the night before, or even if it was yesterday or the day before. He wasn't even sure if he was awake or not. As he brought the bottle of bourbon up to his lips he realized he was awake. "There's never any liquor left." He said as he let it fall between his bed and his wall. The simplest spot was the only place his parents never checked. He put his arm over his head to get some more sleep when his god-awful alarm went off. The stationed had been changed, and ear-shattering opera music was not something to have blasting next to your head when you were hungover.
After about ten minutes of wondering what his parents would think of his clock being on the front lawn, Mike finally eased out of bed and hopped into his shower. The water started off blisteringly hot then got so cold it was almost like snow was coming out of the shower head. Mike jumped out and ruffled his hair. He didn't feel hungover anymore, but he still wasn't going to school. He had a doctor's note he could use because he was depressed. What a crock, he was loving life! He was back with his band and self-proclaimed king of the school. A backstage pass to his concert could sell for hundreds in his school, and girls would gawk at him for days if he flashed them an inviting look.
Although that might have been because they heard rumors...
Mike cast the thoughts out of his mind and picked up his guitar. He didn't want to hear the blast of the electric, so his acoustic guitar would do. He started playing one of his songs as he thought about what he'd do for the day. He could go to the mall and see who was brave enough to cut school, or drive around later and see if he could score a hot chick. The world was open to him, and that was the greatest thing ever. As the bottles behind his bed shifted, he realized he'd have to pick up some more later too. He couldn't wait for school to finally end. There were some real dames in his class. Especially this one Russian girl and her rich friend. Two of his fellow band mates had been with Sasha the Russian girl, but so far there were only rumors about Rose. Mike swore his sophmore year that he wouldn't be a rumor, he'd be a fact. But that was sophmore year. Alot had changed.
...at least he'd be famous though! ~A one, two,▐▐▐▐▐▐▐▐▐▐▐▐▐
one two three HIT IT!!!~
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 6:17 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick Rose grinned and came back to her seat once they were done. She was bored with school and everything was happy to hear the bell ring.S he grinned at the two boys."s ee ya, i think i'm heading to the mall..." She stood and checked her skirt while she looked carefully over her shoulder and looked to judge their response to ehr tying her shoe , being bent over, and her thighs in general.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 6:23 pm
 ☆ . K a r a . M a e . L o c k h a r t . ☆ ☀ t h e . s w e e t h e a r t ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » She Believed Acoustic by A Change of Pace[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - First period had come to an end faster than she could have liked. Chemistry. One of her favorite subjects... She found it interesting how one could mix together different chemicals to create something new... And possibly dangerous. But, Kara was far from being a "dangerous" type herself. She, on the other hand, was sweet, innocent, quiet. She excelled in school, both with books and sports, because frankly, that's all she made time for. She was the wall-flower, blooming, yet unseen.
As she packed up her bag, she noted the flying conversation going on between who she knew to be, Rose, the Queen of the school, Wes, and his wingman, Zeke. It seemed too cliche for her taste, but then again, was she not, too, a bit cliche? The book worm. She would graduate with only that title... And no one would know anything more. Maybe she liked to keep it that way...
Picking up her bag, she moved out and into the hall, a pair of glasses sat atop her head as she walked, the curls in her hair bounced. She reminded herself that she wanted to keep her head to her books... And yet... . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .    
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:06 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
Zeke couldn't help himself. He looked. How could he not, she was being so deliberate into giving a good show. Zeke's eyes just barely brushed a gaze on her bent form before he packed his things. Off to next period. Zeke stood up, not really wanting to go to gym. He didn't feel like doing all that exercise.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 3:15 pm
~The New Girl~
Tristan Marie Uxray
Tristan walked around the halls, looking for her next class. The worst part of the transfer was that her lazy mother didn't take her to show her where anything way. Top it off with not knowing anyone and it's not the best way to kick off her school year.
"Well, time to think positive," she said to herself. "Maybe someone will come up and talk to me." She didn't buy it, but she kept running with that theory.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 3:45 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick Walking with Sashe she laughed as they made their way towards English. She raised an eyebrow seeing the new girl and grinned " Fresh meat for our year...."
" Allo new one. I am Sasha.....you look a leetle lost. " Sasha asked as the pair of populars walked to the front of the girl
Rosalyn smiled." I'm Rosalyn, we're the girls most likely to help you. We're heading to Senior english, you ?"S he asked nicely.]
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 5:38 pm
The New Girl
Tristan Marie Uxray
"I'm going there too," she said quietly. The confidence she had a few seconds ago seemed to disappear. "The name's Tristan and no duh I'm lost. I just got here and my mom failed to point me in the right direction." She rolled here eyes; these girls obviously weren't the brightest in the bunch, but she'll take anyone she could right now. She stared at the one named Rosalyn and smiled at her kindly.
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