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 Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 7:22 pm
John felt his phone vibrating. He checked it. After readin it he texted back I'd love to but sadly i have football practice, and i have a game next week friday, so i really only get weekends free sorry D:. John closed his phone and put it back into his pocket.
[[now i g2g rlly soon lolz]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 7:25 pm
Annora pulled out her phone. She frowned and texted back quickly. Well I was thinking more of AFTER practice. But its cool She would never tell him that she kinda felt... hurt? that he wouldn't make time for her. But they weren't dating... Were they? Boyfriend and girlfriend? She shook her head. She pushed her phone back into her pocket after hitting send and stood up as the bell rang and walked out to her car. Sitting on the hood she looked up at the sky. Then her phone rang. "Hello? Oh hey dad. ..... Oh.. Yea thats fine. Yea no problem.... So I can use the credit card to buy what ever computer I want? .... cool thanks. Love you too." She hung up her phone and fell back on her car. "He always bails..." She said softly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 8:52 pm
[Hi all! :3]
Damien made his way through the first half of school without any trouble at all. Lit, science, math, it was all repetitive crap to him. He could pass the classes with his eyes closed, and his mind in the gutter.
Sighing, he set his tray down at his usual lunch table, with his unusually quiet group of friends. He looked around for a moment before speaking.
"So.. What the ********, why are you all silent?" He waited for a response, as his friends chewed ********. Mike, what's going on?"
"Dude, nothing. Chill out."
Damien stared at his five friends and pulled a fry to his mouth.
"What the ********>," he mumbled.
[Edit;; Oh s**t. I didn't keep up D: I'LL FIX IT!]
"Dude you comin'?" Mike's voice resounded over the courtyard.
"Hell naw, man. Coach is ******** making us do laps again. I can do that s**t myself. See you tonight!" Damien called back, and settled into the sweet comfort of leather in his Solaras.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 8:51 am
((sorry i've been away))
Notices the boy next to her, "Oh, hi," She says then continues drawing, changing her cartoon a bit so it looks more like two other people, she smiles and asks "So whats with everyone stereotyping by age and everything, i've been treated like a low grade piece of scum since I got here, and everyones been avioding me apart from other annoying freshmen." looks at the boy again. "oh i'm sorry, I go off on one sometimes. My names Lynsie"
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 10:30 am
John heard the bell and shot out the door to his locker. He quickly texted annora I might be able to come over after all whats your address? He turned his phone off and went to the locker rooms to chnge into his football equipment.
Several hours later John drove home. He took a shower and turned his phone on. Annora hadn't responded yet, john played computer while he waited for annora to respond.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 10:54 am
Annora got the text. Sending him an address quickly, Annora drove home. She was dating a foot ball star. Also she sent along another text. I've been meaning to ask you... What are we? She asked. Wanting to know. Pulling up to the big mansion like house, Annora got out of her car and walked up the drive way. "Hello?" She finally said when she had entered the house. "Mom?" She called out. No one was home. Like usual. Except for her maid, Sarah, but she didn't speak English. Annora only knew a few words. "Hola Sarah." She said and waved. Sarah smiled and tipped her head. Walking into the kitchen, Annie looked for something to eat. She was hungry. Finding a bag of pop corn she put that in the microwave and let it pop. She sat at the island waiting for John to text back.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 12:23 pm
"Alright girls! You're free to head on home!" the soccer coach exclaimed. Emma sighed and wiped her forehead, slightly tired from the first day of hell week that the coach had put them through. I hope I'll be able to stay up tonight, she thought as she sat down on the bench and took off her socks and cleats. She then unstrapped her shin guards, thinking about the first day of school. It was rather boring and Emma had slept through most of it, only collecting the 'contracts' that the teachers handed out and putting them in her bag, not bothering to read them over.
Emma had yet to meet a friend, even with her outgoing nature. She was usually quiet and observant the first day of school, scoping out who could be a possible best friend. While she reminisced about her day, she slung her bag over her shoulder and made her way to the parking lot. A smile instantly came over her face when she saw her baby still in the parking lot. "Hey there, did you miss me?" she cooed as she unlocked the helmet from the back and put on a leather jacket. She then placed her helmet over her head, hiding her visage from the world, and straddled her "baby". She started it up with a rev of the engine, sending delightful shivers down her spine, and sped out of the school parking lot, disobeying any speeding rule possible.
Emma made it to her house in record time and rushed up to her room to get ready for one of her most favorite things in the world. She threw on a neon yellow tube top, having her jeweled belly button piercing exposed, and pulled on neon pink fishnet tights over her slender legs. She finished off the bright outfit with black spandex shorts, neon leg warmers, and black high heels.
"Mom! Dad! I'll be back before 3 o'clock this morning!" she called out as she rushed back outside to her motorcycle.
"Alright sweetie! Have fun!" her mom called from inside the house.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 2:32 pm
Connor smiled slightly, giving a quiet chuckle. "Most people are idiots." He shrugged, finding that the most likely explanation. A brief laugh trickled from his lips yet again as he spoke, ripping a shred of paper from his pocket and pullng out a pen as well. "It's no problem. I'm Connor. Pleasure to meet you." Putting his pen back into his pocket after having written his number upon the paper, he smiled yet again and handed her the paper. "Well, I've gotta head off to class now but I can see that you're not incompetent. I'd like to hang out sometime, if you want." He turned on his heel and began the trek to his next class, speaking as he walked without glancing back. "You're a great artist, by the way."
The rest of the day, his classes passed without any significant happenings. Thankfully. His thoughts were jumbled and nearly impossible to decipher due to his rare act earlier in the day; Connor was not the type to randomly approach someone. When the school day ended, he stood by his vehicle for a good fifteen minutes, simply observing passerby.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:09 pm
Even though it was only six forty-five at night, and the rave started at ten, Emma had to run to the store to get a fresh supply of glow sticks. She also needed something to munch on for dinner and had to drive at least two hours to where the rave was located. While stopped at a red light, Emma reached into her pocket to check how much money she had for food and for the glow sticks. "Must be the other pocket," she thought as she stuck her hand in the other pocket of her leather jacket. She was discouraged when she had found that the money wasn't in that pocket either. "Crap! I left it all at the school!" she cursed as the light turned green.
Emma flipped a biotch (her way of calling it a u-turn) and sped back to the school, which was only five minutes from where she was at right now. As she and her motorcycle entered the parking lot, she observed the premises, wanting to know who was left. The only person that she saw was an extremely tall guy who was standing next to his car. "I didn't see that guy today, must be one of the upperclassmen," she thought as she parked her motorcycle and took off her helmet.
Emma ran a hand through her hair to get rid of the helmet hair style and took out her phone to check the time. She cursed when she saw it was 7:01. "Damn IT!" she cursed as she kicked at the curb. Instantly, pain coursed through her foot and she started to hop up and down. "Damn it, what am I going to do now, I can't go to a rave with no glowy thingys!" she stated quietly as she sat down on the ground and squeezed her toe to numb the pain.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:17 pm
Connor's eyebrow rose in curiousity when he caught sight of Emma. Huh. Didn't see her today. He opted to watch the distressed girl, jogging over to her when she'd sat down in apparant pain. Standing next to her, he bent over slightly to look down at her and spoke with a slightly concerned tone. "You alright?" Connor only had an empty apartment to go home to, so he often hung about looking for amusement.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:25 pm
"Woah Jesus!" she screeched as she nearly jumped at least five feet into the air. "Don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" she exclaimed with a hand over her heart. Emma obviously didn't do so well with people sneaking up on her. She was quiet for a while, regaining her breath before she looked up at Conner. "I'm fine, I just kicked the curb like an idiot and now I'm regretting it," she explained as she looked back at her foot with a sigh.
She all of a sudden realized what kind of attire she was wearing and blushed. "Uh, uh about the clothes, sorry they're so bright and revealing. I was just on my way to a rave when I remembered I needed my wallet, which I left in my locker like an idiot, to go buy glow sticks and food..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:33 pm
Conner jumped back a bit, his hands held up into the air as if the police had caught him red-handed. "Terribly sorry for the scare." An apologetic half-smile crept upon his lips, as he tilted his heads to the right a bit. Blinking, he scanned her appearance briefly and blushed lightly. He hadn't noticed her clothing until she'd pointed it out. "It's not a problem." An eyebrow rose curiously, as he slipped his hands into his pockets. "A rave, eh? Sounds like a blast." A genuine smile came over him. "Since you seem so distressed, I'll buy you some glow sticks and food for ya'. I've got nothin' better to do, and I've got some extra cash on me anyway." He shrugged.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:42 pm
Emma's eyes widened as she shook her head. "No! No! You shouldn't have to do that! I'll just skip it..." she stated, trailing off at the end as she remembered something. Crap, I forgot I'm going to be the Dj for half of the rave... she thought as she looked to the ground with a scowl. Now you're probably wondering how a sixteen year old would be old enough to be a Dj, for a rave none-the-less. Her uncle was a famous techno dj, case closed.
Emma knew that she need Connor's money so she looked up at him after a while and stated, "Actually, that would be nice. But, I have to pay you back. So you're coming with me to the rave that so you can have a little fun." The reason why she was going to bring him with her was because she noticed how Conner was so, in her terms, "boring." Whenever she saw him, he was always doing the daily routine: school, sports, and go back home. Emma felt like he needed a little bit of excitement in his life so she decided to bring it to him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:49 pm
Conner's already risen eyebrow was accompanied by a few rapid blinks. He was about to say that he insisted, but she had spoken already. Both of his eyebrows shot upward in surprise. "I am?" An increasingly faint voice in the back of his mind was hurriedly rambling about turning down ehr offer and just paying, but he blocked that voice out. Shrugging, he smiled and allowed his brow to even up again. "Alright. I've never been to a rave before, but it sounds pretty cool." Truth be told, his life was just as boring as Emma thought he was.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:56 pm
Emma's smile brightened when Conner didn't shoot down her offer. "Alright then, first off we'll go to Taco Bell to grab something to eat because I'm starving. Then we'll go to the store to get some glow sticks for you and me...and maybe some hair gel that so I can fix your hair up," she stated with authority as she stood up and ran her hand through his green hair real quick, imagining what styles to put it in.
She put on her helmet and flipped the visor up to say one last thing. "Follow me in your car, but I have to warn you, I can get pretty fast on the streets so try and keep up," she stated with a smirk before flipping the visor back down. Emma straddled her motorcycle and revved the engine, waiting for Conner to get back to his car.
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