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 Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:11 pm
::Clark blasts off after Kara. He didn't care if he won, he was just ecstatic to have Kara in his life. He had so much to tell her about. About Karen...and Lois. Oh, Lois....::
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:17 pm
Hartley dashed to the boy's dorm as soon as the Maestro dismissed the band, telling them all how disappointed he was with them. He zipped into his room and threw on a new black shirt and a green vest. He checked himself in the mirror and yanked his hair back into a short ponytail.
He considered that he should maybe cut his hair one of these days. Maybe a soul patch, too. Eh, not really the point right now.
Unknown to him, Joanne Cargill and Julian Keller were following at a safe distance. Joanne pulled out her phone and texted Julian as Hartley entered his room.
were going 2 take ur car 2 follow
He texted her back.
no way take ur dam car o wait u dont have one ha ha
She texted him back.
just go get your gd car so we can be ready 2 tail dumbass
He replied.
y are we txting
She answered back.
bc he has crzy stupid hearing acc 2 gossip GO GO GO
Julian huffed at her, and then ran to go warm up his car.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:18 pm
*They landed back on the roof. Linda had won, But she had a feeling that Kal wasn't really trying.. Not that it really Mattered to her.*
* Turns to smile at him*
"That was fun! But there was something I forgot to ask you before.... Why did you change your clothes... ?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:23 pm
This is what I wear when I save people. The world knows me as Superboy. I suppose I should make it Superman soon. It's so I can keep my hero life separate from everything else. Like a uniform.
Most people on campus know about me. Lois Lane doesn't though.
::Clark gets a dreamy look on his face.::
Loooooooois.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:28 pm
Crap. Crap crap. He needed to get there faster than his legs could take him. Quickly, he texted Julie. She was a b***h, sure, but she was his friend's girlfriend. Or whatever. It's not like they were ever affectionate. Within moments she was there, and he slid into the passenger seat.
"Where to?" she asked.
Wallace established the GPS on his phone and popped in the location of the Dakota. With the phone guiding them, they made their way to the Dakota.
"You're such a skank, do you know what I was doing right now? You just have to go cruise for man poon tonight."
"You're such a jealous b***h. Shut your hobag mouth and leave."
Wallace and Julie kissed one another's cheeks, and Wallace left to go inside the Dakota.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:30 pm
Hartley ran out of the building and dashed into his car. He was one of about 50 kids total on campus who had their own cars, not that he used it very often. To drive it around would cause people to realize it was his, and that would lead to inevitable ride-bumming. Besides, owning a car was a reminder of just how much money he was actually worth, and that was a whole other psyche session with Dr. Quinzel waiting to happen.
The clock read 7:10, though, and if he wanted to arrive at the Dakota at any semblance of on-time, he couldn't wait for the shuttle or walk, since it was on the opposite end of town. He roared the engine to life and took off out of the campus.
On the far side of the parking lot, Joanne dove into Julian's car, and the two followed at what they hoped was a safe distance.
"Who d'ya think his date is with?"
"Cassie Sandsmark, probably. She was totally booty-dancing all over him at Vic's party."
"I thought he was gay. It's probably Spazarella Kaplan he's dating."
"No, that was just false rumorage. Maybe he's dating Karen Starr, she's been acting weird lately."
The speculation continued as they followed Hartley's Bentley through the city.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:34 pm
"Wallace has friends with cars?" Teddy asked, scratching his head. Shrugging, he was about to take flight when Billy took his hand, and together they were soaring off through the sky, following after Wallace and Julie.
"Didn't want you to rip up the outfit."
Oh.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:35 pm
Wallace clutched the strap of his messenger bag, wringing it with his hands as he walked into the restaurant/jazz club. He had never been here before, and it made him nervous to be alone. He peeked around - no sign of Hartley. He had said he would be late though. He reached into the bag. There was the pipe, and something else.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:44 pm
They landed outside the building, off to the side so that nobody would see them. Entering through the side door, they were quickly seated, and watched Wallace in the center of the room, heads low to the table.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:47 pm
"-A time-travelling Professor Namor!"
"Noooo wayyy, I told you, he's NOT gay!"
"Shut up, Julian, I think we're here."
They pulled up a scant 30 seconds after Hartley had arrived and dropped off his keys in the hands of the valet of the Dakota Jazz Club. The valet nodded at him.
"Good to see you again, Tom. You going to be at open mic night again this weekend?"
"I dunno, Arturo. I'll have to see how my schedule goes."
Hartley looked at his watch. 7:28. Arrrrgh, he was a half hour late. Wallace had probably already left. Why hadn't he texted Wallace to say he was on his way? He was so focused on just GETTING there it had slipped his mind. Gah.
Hartley slipped in and scanned the darkened floor for Wallace at the tables.
"Is that him? Is that his date?"
"No, dude, that's the valet, stupid!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:51 pm
Wallace was currently at the bar, casually chatting with the bartender. "What? Yeah, college is a bit of a drag, but I'll be done with it at the end of this year. I've been working long hours on my thesis." He took a sip of his Martini, and before he knew it, he had spotted someone familiar.
Slipping off the stool, he held up a finger, letting the bartender know that he'd be right back in just a moment. He headed over to a table, eyes narrowed slightly. "Theodore Altman? William Kaplan? What are you two doing here?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:52 pm
"F-f-f-f-f....uh, we're on a date." Teddy muttered. He was a terrible liar, "Well, I heard you had a date, and I wanted to see who it was and make sure that you were ok. I mean, after what happened with Hartley and all."
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:54 pm
"Oh. Ok. That's actually kind of cute." Wallace patted Teddy's head, checked out his weirdo Sound of Music outfit. "Well, it might be a good thing that you stalked me because I think my date stood me up."
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:55 pm
"Oh I understand now. Its' to keep your friends and Family Safe."
"Very Clever."
*Arches a brow.*
"Ooooh She's your girl friend? You'd best change back into Clark then, if you don't want her to find out."
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:55 pm
"Who is your date? I'll kick his a**!"
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