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 Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 3:59 pm
"Look, I'm sorry that I sneak off and that I use you as an escape. People know you and I are tight." He hurried and parked his car at school, put up the top, and ran to his first class.... weights and conditioning. It was Saturday, his favorite..... max out on the bench day. His last on made him angry at himself. Only 185. I suck. he thought. He got into class and didn't speak at all untill he was at the most weight he'd ever lifted, 245 pounds. He gave out a scream each of the five times he benched the weight, as sweat poured down his face, arms, and his body. The only reason he stoped was because his coach told him to stop so that he'd be ready for the game on Monday. He went into the locker room and just sat and laid his head in his hands.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 6:23 pm
"yeah, I better get to class." Saint walks out of the car and heads towars PE class, this week in his rotaion he was doing archery. His specialty. He brought his arrows and bows set perfectly in front of him. Then he pulls out his wallet and place a picture of a house on his target. "This is what you get!" he yelled as he fired 7 arrows one after another into the picture. His teacher was the one who had to stop him out of fear for the other children.
"Go the the counselors office. NOW THOMAS!!!" screached Mr. Falcon. "Wait for me there."
With put so much as looking ath is target he turns and goes to the office.
[[i will be back on monday so try to leave me out of talking]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 8:17 pm
Azalia returned to the kitchen, dressed and looking a lot more presentable. "Alright, I gotta be going. By mom, by dad, love you." She said, hugging them both and walking out the door. She headed down the street towards the public library. She had a big project that she needed to do.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 8:35 pm
"Alright Thomas," said the counselour, Mrs. Alaska "do you want to tell me what that was all about?"
"What, what was all about?" Saint said "and its Saint."
"Ok, Saint, why were you shoting that picture?"
"I was jsut getting rid of some steam. Its just an old picture, whats the bug deal?"
"The big deal is that it was a pictutre of your faqmilies house."
"They arent my family anymore, I dont live with them."
"Oh I know, but what is wrong? do youw ant to talk about it?"
Saint chuckled, Talk? he thought, All I do is talk, i never get to just let off steam. "No, I am fine" he said adamantly.
"If this happens again I will have to notify your foster mother, Mrs. Perone. Oh!" she said with a look of shock on her face You live with Acoine! Well never the less, if it happens again I will ahve to call home."
"It wont happen again i promise" Saint leaves and went to music class, he always did like singing...
[[Ok i am going to keep playing lol, go ahead and be normal]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 9:31 am
JesusFreak60148 ((I thought it was a Saturday morning.... question )) ((me too, but I was just going with the flow.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 1:06 pm
((okay, yay. Could we all delete the posts that are just the OoC, like the past...9 posts...maybe? And someone remind Saint that it is Saturday))
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 2:59 pm
Lisa shrugged, then said "Because Saint said the boxes in his room from the roof were beginning to smell, but I can't think of what boxes he is talking about." It really bothered Lisa when she couldn't figure out something that she should know, which is why the box situation was bugging her so badly. She decided just to let it go and then said to Chris, "What are your plans for today, or do you have any?"
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