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 Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 5:34 am
Star blushed for once. She smiled softly at him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 11:00 am
"So, what do we do first?" Torikimaru asked Star, not noticing that she was blushing.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 2:31 pm
Star snapped out of it and looked over at the large table full of stuff. "Hmm... I'd say we start with the gift bags, since that's top priority. That's what I was working on when you came to the door." She said cheerfully.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 3:51 pm
"Ok, so what is going into the gift bags?" Torikimaru asked.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 7:04 pm
((I can't find my last post xd so I am just gonna have her go back to the school.))
Alathea ran down hallway,
"Gonna be late, gonna be late... Humph."
Alathea fell flat on her back, she stared up at the ceiling.
Well this is just great.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 1:18 pm
((I'm so lost. I'm just going to jump.))
Sara wondered around the courtyard and decided to sit under a tree. She looked around, but didn't see anyone she knew so she brought out her guitar. She practiced the song she had writen and sang to the beat. No one seemed to care, but it didn't bother Sara much 'cause she would always have her eyes closed when she practiced. Although she did wish she could show them all that she would be the best rock/alternitive star ever.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 3:16 pm
[Aah, same here. Oop, by the way, I've edited my profile. If that's alright D=] My Name Is... Vanja Roling I Come From... Vienna, Austria I Have... 15 Candles My Life Story Is This... I was born and raised in Austria until age 12, so I knows little english, except for the occasional pleasantries that most Americans know. I have two older brothers who, Marte and Lukas, who, oddly enough, do not bother me in the least bit. They have stuck with me for my entire life, that is, until I moved away from her home town of Vienna to go to highschool in the states. They stayed back in Austria and left me by myself, which, admittedly, I did not take too kindly to. My mother, Audinga, did not like my what she called, 'selfish' attitude, and has not spoken to me since. Though I does not have much of a problem with it, considering the fact that Audinga was a very crude women who really had no issues with insulting her daughter every moment. I have not made too many friends where I currently lives, but I is not sure if I want to either. Socializing is rather hard for me, and a cheerful attitude is not second nature to to me, nor is a large supply of confidence. Though I can of course rely on several close friends if the situation calls for it. Especially the kids in my drama club. I Belong To... Punk/Goth Meet Me At... Dorm No. 134 Don't Tell! This very sweet German boy in my drama club. . . I'm Like So... A caring and nurturing person, I sketches anything in sight and have a special connection to animals. 
Hopping off of her bike and parking in a nearby lot, Vanja spotted Sara in mid=song underneath a large tree in the school courtyard. She waved enthusiastically and headed towards her direction, hauling the heavy black messenger bag over her shoulder. "Hey," Vanja panted, sitting down on the grass beside her and listening to her melodic voice. She rested her weary eyes and smiled.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 4:04 pm
((LOL I like the little sign on your girl.))
Sara opened her eyes and saw Vanja. A small smile came to her face as she continued to sing. ((Oh, and the lyrics are the same as the ones I wrote befor. Although they are kinda far behind so I'll write them again)) Her voice was nice and calming, but at certen parts it was sad and depressing. Her song is called "Help Me" and she sings alot. She closed her eyes again and sang,
"I sit here alone
In the dark without a hope
I wonder where you are
And cry out your name
Come to me, please
You are my true love
And I've been torn away from you
Help me get out of this cage
Help me fix my wings
I look out the window
Up to the sky
My music real loud
While I sit here and cry
Come to me, please
You are my true love
And I've been torn away from you
Help me get out of this cage
Help me fix my wings"
She opened her eyes after finishing her song and said,"Hi, hies, Vanja. How are you? and what did you think of my song?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 4:26 pm
[Hah, thanks =D]
Vanja's eyes fluttered open and she smiled at Sara, then replied, "Oh, I'm fine. Was ist auf mit Ihnen?" Vanja sat up and brushed her auburn hair out of her pale face, grinning at her friend. "Your songs are getting better every day, Sara!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 5:25 pm
Sara looked at Vanja and asked,'You think so? I mean your the only person who actually listens to my songs." She started to do the guitar notes for the song "Your Gardian Angel" by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. She looked up at the sky as she played and said,"Vanja, I wish people would listen to my songs. I don't like playing them by myself. ........it makes me feel lonly." She continued to stare at the sky.
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