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 Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 3:39 pm
Marianna looked at him, smiling. "Well, then, you've got it all figured it out!" She giggled. She looked for his bike, excited to go for a ride. She fixed her hair with her free hand, damn wind. She couldn't wait to get to the beach, then she could really see what he was like. She waited for him to lead her to his ride. She felt a lot more comfortable now that the alcohol was kicking in. He obviously was her type, but she never made a move quickly. She would wait this out, explore her options, per se.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 3:48 pm
Gabe noticed how crazy her hair was in the wind... most girls couldn't pull it off, but Marianna could. It must have been that wild streak about her. He laughed at this and then continued to walk... he was starting to like Marianna, but he still had a crush on Laneigh. He led her to the motorcycle and jumped on it. He patted the seat behind him, handing her a helmet, "Just for safety measures..." He put his own helmet on.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 3:56 pm
Oli finished dialing the school's number. "Could you please give me the number of LaurieAnn Evans' parents? thank you."
He hung up and dialed the number he'd been given. After a few seconds there was a tiny voice from the receiver. "Hello, Mrs. Evans? This is Roland Groat, the proprietor of the Chestnut Cafe. I have reason to believe that your daughter LaurieAnn has injected herself with heroin in the ladies' restroom at my establishment. I felt it would be appropriate that I should call you before informing the authorities."
The voice was much louder this time, and much, much more profane. Oli listened for a few seconds, then thanked Mrs. Evans and hung up. "She's comin' to pick you up, girl. And she's pissed."
Drew quietly slipped by Tolliver and left. This was getting on his nerves, and in any case he'd finished his Iced Chestnut and it was almost time for lunch to end.
He got in his Gambit Car and drove back to school, walking into the classroom and playing solitaire on his desk as he waited for the bell to ring.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 4:03 pm
((oh, lol. ok. then the beach it is ^_^))
Maura practically ran back to the car. She got in quickly and pulled out her phone. She needed to contact someone, anyone that might know if people are sitting at heard in the cafe. A small smile crept onto her face as she thought of someone who could help. She began texting Marinna. Hey, where is everyone? Maura read her text before sending it. She waited anxiously for a reply, and for her brother to finally get into the car and start driving. "Paskubėk!" The girl hollored out the window.
Caleb rolled his eyes, and just waved for her to calm down. "Nusiramink" He hollered back as he took his time walking to the car and getting his keys out. He was in no rush, and there was no way is sister was going to make him hurry. Once he finally reached the car, he put his key in the ignition and let out a soft sigh. "Where to?" He asked, deciding to go back and forth between two languages.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 4:11 pm
iiS I L L Y G O O S E Charlie didn't even notice when LaurieAnn left he was too busy talking to Laneigh. But he did notice when she got stopped for hitting up in the washroom, he chuckled watching her face.
He remembered when he first came here and he hit up in the washroom, he got caught and they called home but his Mom gave them an earful, something along the lines of... 'At least he was under a ******** shelter, I don't ******** care what that fuc...' etc.
He snapped out of his memory and looked back at Laneigh, waiting for an answer to his question about her and Andrew. BUMPITY - BUMP - BUMP !
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 4:18 pm
xXx-Deadly Drama-xXx Lyla noticed how much of a hurry he was in, she started to laughed when he picked her up and brought her to her room, giving her a smack on the a**. Then h threw her onto the bed in rather harsh, unromantic way... she enjoyed the romance of sex, but she knew she wouldn't get it with Oliver. She wrapped her legs around his waist and allowed him to be on top... most boys she as with weren't good enough at sex for her to allow them on top, but Oliver was different. She stuck her tongue into his mouth. (For Lucifer Moloch)
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 4:28 pm
Doctor_Whiteface Oli finished dialing the school's number. "Could you please give me the number of LaurieAnn Evans' parents? thank you."
He hung up and dialed the number he'd been given. After a few seconds there was a tiny voice from the receiver. "Hello, Mrs. Evans? This is Roland Groat, the proprietor of the Chestnut Cafe. I have reason to believe that your daughter LaurieAnn has injected herself with heroin in the ladies' restroom at my establishment. I felt it would be appropriate that I should call you before informing the authorities."
The voice was much louder this time, and much, much more profane. Oli listened for a few seconds, then thanked Mrs. Evans and hung up. "She's comin' to pick you up, girl. And she's pissed."
Drew quietly slipped by Tolliver and left. This was getting on his nerves, and in any case he'd finished his Iced Chestnut and it was almost time for lunch to end.
(( news flash her parents arent in the state ))
He got in his Gambit Car and drove back to school, walking into the classroom and playing solitaire on his desk as he waited for the bell to ring.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 4:29 pm
Doctor_Whiteface Oli finished dialing the school's number. "Could you please give me the number of LaurieAnn Evans' parents? thank you."
He hung up and dialed the number he'd been given. After a few seconds there was a tiny voice from the receiver. "Hello, Mrs. Evans? This is Roland Groat, the proprietor of the Chestnut Cafe. I have reason to believe that your daughter LaurieAnn has injected herself with heroin in the ladies' restroom at my establishment. I felt it would be appropriate that I should call you before informing the authorities."
The voice was much louder this time, and much, much more profane. Oli listened for a few seconds, then thanked Mrs. Evans and hung up. "She's comin' to pick you up, girl. And she's pissed."
Drew quietly slipped by Tolliver and left. This was getting on his nerves, and in any case he'd finished his Iced Chestnut and it was almost time for lunch to end.
He got in his Gambit Car and drove back to school, walking into the classroom and playing solitaire on his desk as he waited for the bell to ring. (( Her parents arent in the state... buisness trip they are never home ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 4:34 pm
Laneigh shivered, chills were sent up her spine from his touch. She smiled at him. "I was just asking if he was okay, cause you two were really going at it." She stood up. "Let's go, I gotta get ready for the party tonight." She grabbed his hand and led him out of the cafe and to her truck, where she got in and started it up, not forgetting to put on her seatbelt. SHe was more afraid of getting killed because of no seat belt then getting killed from drugs.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:11 pm
Christiana Marin
Sunlight filtered in through the spaced blinds, hitting Chris' face violently. Her eyes squeezed shut, trying her darnedest to stay asleep. But she knew she missed school. She dressed herself in a billowy cream colored blouse, denim mini shirt and black converse. Luckily, her hair took care of itself, and the usual make-up she usually wore.
She had gotten texts about a party tonight at the beach, and intended to be there. Any party Chris attended was sure to be a wild one. She packed her oversized purse with cash, a small pouch of meth, her pipe, lighter, and a swim suit. Boarding her large SUV, she texted her father, telling him she would be gone for the night. Like he cared, she thought, as she cranked her car and headed the path she knew so well.
{Hope this is okay, the scene keeps changing >.<}
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:33 pm
Charlie smiled, "I'm sure he's fine." he said, trying to reassure her. As she pulled him to her truck, he stepped inside and slunk down in his seat, pressing play on the CD player. He put her arms around her shoulders as she started driving to her house.
"So, where exactly are we going now?" he asked chuckling. She had to get ready, was that at her house. No girl has ever brought them to their house to just... hang-out. It was new and pretty relaxing feeling. He wondered what they'd do..
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:40 pm
xXx-Deadly Drama-xXx Gabe noticed how crazy her hair was in the wind... most girls couldn't pull it off, but Marianna could. It must have been that wild streak about her. He laughed at this and then continued to walk... he was starting to like Marianna, but he still had a crush on Laneigh. He led her to the motorcycle and jumped on it. He patted the seat behind him, handing her a helmet, "Just for safety measures..." He put his own helmet on. (for Dinkie =D)
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:40 pm
Laneigh smiled as they pulled up into her driveway. "My house silly goose." She unbuckled and got out, grabbing his hand once more as she led him upstairs to her room where she closed and locked the door, just in case. She smiled at him. "Well, we do have a few hours to spare before the party..." She said, glancing at herself in the mirror. "Do you have anymore XTC?" She asked, taking a step closer to him Anytime she did XTC she went kinda crazy, for a few hours at least.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:42 pm
R A i N b O w F e N i x Doctor_Whiteface Oli finished dialing the school's number. "Could you please give me the number of LaurieAnn Evans' parents? thank you."
He hung up and dialed the number he'd been given. After a few seconds there was a tiny voice from the receiver. "Hello, Mrs. Evans? This is Roland Groat, the proprietor of the Chestnut Cafe. I have reason to believe that your daughter LaurieAnn has injected herself with heroin in the ladies' restroom at my establishment. I felt it would be appropriate that I should call you before informing the authorities."
The voice was much louder this time, and much, much more profane. Oli listened for a few seconds, then thanked Mrs. Evans and hung up. "She's comin' to pick you up, girl. And she's pissed."
Drew quietly slipped by Tolliver and left. This was getting on his nerves, and in any case he'd finished his Iced Chestnut and it was almost time for lunch to end.
He got in his Gambit Car and drove back to school, walking into the classroom and playing solitaire on his desk as he waited for the bell to ring. (( Her parents arent in the state... buisness trip they are never home )) ((I never said the school gave him their home phone. This scene exactly mirrors something that happened in my life, except with me it was my cousin, his father, and some cigarettes. My parents were in Florida but they drove six hours up to NC so they could chew me out for three hours apiece in person and then ground me for a year and a half. I kid you not.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 6:12 pm
Charlie took his backpack and walked in to her house admiring how nice looking it was compared to his. She had a pretty modern looing house, she was lucky girl. Her room was not like the rest of the house though, it was sorta messy and like a typical teenage room; band posters and such. He smiled when she asked about the XTC.
"Maybe, what would you do for it?" he asked, sounding sexy yet perverted at the same time. Only someone as good-looking as him could get away with saying it without creeping someone out. He wrapped his arm around her waist bringing her close to him. He traced his finger along the same route of her cheekbone then chin, once more and smiled.
"Anything?" he breathed in to her ear.
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