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 Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:28 pm
Marceline LaGhede "Oh!" Her mind snapped back to reality when she remembered something very important. "Dashner, b'fore I forget. Tomorrow's Home Ick lab is a huge part'a our grade. I was hopin' you could meet me later tonight so we can go over everything! Are you free around 6 tonight?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:32 pm
Ronan stared at Dorianna for a moment, then nodded. "uh.. o... okay.."
well that was less than helpful. He nodded once more to Motthew and moved to find a seat and eat his lunch, plunking down at the already crowded table Dashner et al were at.
"If you are taking a ghoul to tombcoming, does that mean you are officially dating?" He asked, to nobody in particular.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:40 pm
Dashner looked up at his roommate. He thought about it... He really didn't know how to answer. Him and Merabell weren't 'dating' but they were going together... Marceline and Rorrim weren't 'dating' (yet), and they were going...
"Not sure, bro. I don't think so. A lot of monsters are going, and they are just friends."
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:46 pm
He frowned. "She specifically said more than friends though."
He sighed and ate his food sullenly. This was all just so irritatingly bewildering. The others didn't seem to have this much trouble with relationships, in fact, looking around, the majority seemed to be happy to spend time with their other half. Perhaps he'd made a mistake accepting Dorianna's request, but nothing he could do now, except do all he could to make sure it went smoothly.
He knew in his heart he was going to mess this up somehow, he just had this horrible sinking feeling.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:50 pm
Motthew looked at Ronan and nodded. He watched him walk away and raised an eyebrow curiously, his antennae twitching curiously. He looked at Dorianna "So he's your date for that Tombcoming?" he asked her. He smiled, only a little disappointed, but hiding it well "Is he your boofriend?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:02 pm
Ronan overheard Motthew, this was precisely the question HE was asking himself. Why was this all so complicated?
He now found himself eavesdropping on the conversation, curious what Dorianna might say.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:14 pm
"Well, hate to love and leave you..." He paused. "Yeah.. anyway, got things to do. I'm trying to convince Bloodgood to let me take photos of tombcoming for the fearbook." He stood, picking up his tray. "Later dudes."
Moving to leave, he realised too late that he'd left his skateboard beside his chair and now his foot was coming down on it at entirely the wrong angle. He reached out to steady himself, sending the tray flying and as he fell backward into the table, the board flew in a different direction.
The tray hit hapless Eyera square in the side of the.. er.. eyeball and he stumbled sideways. Straight into a group of monsters who all stumbled and fell like dominos. Meanwhile the skateboard rolled off into the crowd where a werecat tripped over it, falling onto a bespectacled troll girl who stumbled toward Dorianna with a tray laden with the gloop Monster High claimed was food. The tray tipped, and the entire contents dropped sloppily into Dorianna's lap, sticky, thick and revolting.
"I am SO sorry!" the ghoul tried to appologise. "L.. let me help you clean that up!"
Perry meanwhile, rubbing his head where he'd hit it against the table, surveyed the chaos he'd caused.
"that... was.... CLAWSOME!" he declared, pulling himself to his feet, once more bidding the assembled farewell and hurrying off to collect his board, laughing all the way.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:35 pm
Motthew jumped up as the collision happened. "Whoa whoa!" He looked at Doriana and blinked. It was just one huge mess! He turned to see if Perry was alright, but he sounded just fine as he laughed and ran off.
Motthew sighed and looked at Doriana again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 4:08 pm
"Tori! I'm so glad to see you!"He smiled as he hugged her back. He really was, and the thought of Tombcoming coming soon and Tori being there made his mind go insane. The thought of her smiling as they took hands and danced, him telling her she looked beautiful and her giving the lovely smile she always gave. It'd be amazing. "I'll help you out with anything, what's up?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 4:23 pm
Melody continued talking with Roswell while the others were away until she received a hextmessage.
Her hair done by a dazzling hair dresser? And her other friends would be there as well?
She felt her scales shimmering with glee already!
Glen,
I would love to attend!
~Melly
She would make a big splash at Tombcoming, she could feel it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 6:45 pm
Doriana Taylor Dearest Glen,
I would love to, thanks for the offer. However, do you have anymore information on the other side of the offer? As in, what type of modeling? How much type will it take?
Thanks, have a great afternoon.
~Doriana Taylor Quote: From: Glen da West Hair modeling? I guess you stand there to be shown off to big wigs (ha!) and get pictures taken. Time? Depends on how many ghouls show up I guess. This is Scarie Laveau after all!
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 7:03 pm
Rorrim Rory Bludworth Rory held out a hand towards Gryff for a shake. "Bygones?"
" It's not really an equal trade, is it? Even if you didn't intend it, this little stunt has given me nothing but bad press. I'm starting off with the biggest handicap possible. People think that I cheated in this pathetic little enterprise. Not only do they think I care, but that I cared enough to try and sabotage the competition," Gryff said, raising an eyebrow and looking Rory up and down, " ...such as it were. And YOU, you've got nothing but good press. You'll get the sympathy vote for sure. Whoever DID poison you should be eliminated from the competition for poisoning the voting well." Gryff folded his arms. " But then maybe you're happy that you ruined my chances right out of the gate. This worked out great for you." He looked pointedly down at Rory." The only way I can even compete on an even field now is if someone else were to help me campaign. Make posters for me, buttons, bake cookies with my name on them, tell other students to vote for me, that sort of thing. But who's going to help me now? "
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 7:36 pm
"Well.. I-"Doriana's eyes widened as the food was spilled into her lap. Her face turned a deep red of embarrassment, and she sat there frozen. She looked over at the winged boo that was laughing at her. She frowned, and took a beach towel to wrap around her waist."If you would please excuse me, Motthew." Leaving her food on the table, Doriana darted out if the Creepiteria amd slammed the ghoul's bathroom door shut.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 7:57 pm
Glen blinked as he looked at another in a long line of accepted invitations on his iCoffin, but this one caught him unaware. He blinked, then looked at Hellene.
"Who's Melly? Isn't that your sister?"
"I think that one is from Melody."
"Oh MEL! I gotcha!"
Glen nodded and tucked the iCoffin away again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 8:58 pm
*BRRIIIINNNNG!*
The lunch bell rang again, and everyone had to return to classes. The rest of the day went by in a whirl. Even classes that usually seemed to last forever (Mr. Rotter's lecture that day was about Atlantean dialects and their subtle differences) flew by. Maybe it was the energy of everyone dressed in their sports uniforms. Maybe it was the week starting to pick up momentum and move towards Tombcoming.
No matter what it was, students felt like they had barely caught their breath before the day was over and everyone was free for another day. Fortunately, the planning for outfits for Wednesday was easy, since everymonster was going to school in their pyjamas! No make-up, no brushed hair, slippers everywhere! Would that sleepy sensation of just waking up follow the students through the whole day?
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