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Testtingg. I don't care if you post in here. o:
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:39 pm
Taste The Rainbow
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Cornflower Blue
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Orchid
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Medium Purple
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DarkMagenta
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:46 am
Symbols/Letters
α в c ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м и σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω x у z
♬ ™ ★ ♬ ☹ ☺ ☻ ♠ ♢ ♣ ツ ღ ♪ ♠ ♥ ♣ ¤ ● » « → ♫ ♪ ☆ ★ ◢ ◣
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:49 am
 ღღяαcнєℓ νσ∂кα нαи∂ℓєяღღ
xxxx۰•●●I ℓσνє this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore.
xxxxxxxx۰•●● Keep it cool what's the иαмє of this club?
xxxxxxxxxxxx۰•●●I can't remember вυт it's alright, alright.««Testing
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 4:00 pm
ღღяαcнєℓ νσ∂кα нαи∂ℓєяღღ  What's go-ing συт on the floor?●●•۰
I ℓσνє this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore.●●•۰xxxx
Keep it cool what's the иαмє of this club?●●•۰xxxxxxxx
I can't remember вυт it's alright, alright.●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The volume of the music was enough to wake up everyone in the house.
Though she was right next to her alarm she never wanted to be the only one awake, and if everyone else in her home had overslept she took it upon herself to wake them up as well. Rachel sat up in her nice circular bed and stretched out her arms; she loved the morning and everything about it. She was a hardcore morning person, and most people didn't know how she did it, but she just didn't see how people weren't excited to start a brand new day with adventures and fun and maybe even a kiss or two. She got out of her bed and stretched her toes and legs before she finally walked to her own personal bathroom. She turned on the shower and while she waited for it to heat up she spun around to her mirror with pictures all around the edges. It was like a home made border made out of pictures just for her mirror, and it was of her and all her friends, from when they were just little girls to the present day. It made her smile that they had stayed friends for so long, and the fact that they were the best of friends was even better. They had been through everything with each other, and even when one of them got in trouble it was as if they all made a secret pact not to tell anyone. It was amazing to have such great friends like them, and Rachel was thankful everyday that not only were they awesome, but they could keep secrets. Even if she did have some secrets she was scared of telling them in fear they would think it was stupid. It wasn't as if she thought they were just completely ditch her, but the thought of them even thinking something was stupid always haunted her mind, and the fact that she had secrets from them made her sad. She didn't let it get the best of her though, she couldn't let something silly like that ruin their day.
Rachel dismissed all thoughts about her friends for just a moment to spin back around, strip her pajamas from her body, and finally step into the shower.
The droplets of hot water pelting her skin was an amazing sensation that she never got over no matter how many times she took a shower in that very shower. Rachel felt that no other shower compared to hers, but she knew that was just silly since many other people could have the same shower head as her, but she just liked thinking she had her own special little shower head, even if it wasn't true. Once she was done showering she stepped out and dried herself completely off before she dried her hair. It didn't take much to style her hair, for it was naturally straight, so she just took a brush once through her hair and she was done. So she bopped to her walk in closet and carefully picked out her clothes to wear for the day, along with a jogging suit to cover it up so her parents would believe she was wearing a jogging suit to school, which they usually believed. She loved having gullible parents on account of she would usually get away with everything she wanted to do, but if they saw her going to school in short shorts they would have something parent-ish to say about it. Rachel didn't want to deal with them in the morning, for even though she was a morning person, they sure weren't. So she got her clothes and set them on her bed while she went back to the bathroom and got her necklace and earrings she would wear for the day. For a shirt she was wearing a greyish brown t-shirt that said "Blink if you love me", and for bottoms she was wearing short shorts. Shoes were just simply converse with a splatter paint design. Her necklace was in the shape of a mustache, and her earrings were pink stars. Before she walked out of her room she put on her purple jogging suit over the clothes and was on her way to the kitchen.
A bright smile on her face and the thoughts of the day filled her mind as she walked.
Rachel sat at the kitchen table and when her breakfast was put on the table she smiled at her mother, and her mother smiled back a tired smile. It was obvious to Rachel that her alarm had woken her mother up, but since her mother worked from home she hadn't gotten dressed her anything before going downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast. Rachel ate her breakfast quickly so she could get out the door, and when her sister walked down the stairs fully dressed she smiled to her sister, for her sister did the same thing as Rachel. Their jogging suits were matching for the day, and they always thought it was hilarious how they could do practically anything, but when they were matching it was even funnier because their parents didn't suspect a thing. Her sister was in the same grade as her, but in no way would the ever go to the same school, for being identical twins, they had always secretly agreed they would never go to the same school. Rachel went to public high school while her sister, Roxy, went to a private school, and they were perfectly fine with being twins that way, for they they went to the same school they would probably clash way too much. They were in no way those Twins on TV or Movies that were identical but polar opposites in personality; they were actually quite similar with their personalities, too, and after middle school they got too ticked off with each other and everyone getting them confused with one another. Roxy was in no way as wild as Rachel and her friends. Rachel and her friends were wilder than "wild school girls", Rachel and her friends were... Girl scouts gone wild, and that was what made everything even more exciting, for not many people she knew were girl scouts except her and her friends. They were innocent to their parents, and not so innocent to everyone else who really knew them, and everyone who really knew them would never go and rat them out to their parents.
Rachel looked at the time and was out of the house before anyone could realize she left the table.
Right when she was out the door she unzipped her jacket and took off the pants that covered up her shorts and was in her car before he parents could even think about going outside. She backed up out of the driveway and began her drive to school, and she put in one of her favorite CD's, the band that began changing her and her friends lives. They were the people that changed the innocent little girl scout troop into the wild child rocker chicks they were in the present day, and even though some of the girl scouts were more wild than others, it didn't change the fact they they all had a bit of wildness in them now. When Rachel got to the school she found a parking spot and hopped out of the car before rushing into the school, but when she got to her locker and saw none of her friends she was a bit disappointed. Rachel bit her lip before looking around for someone to talk to, and she found a few people that she sort of knew. So Rachel went over to talk to them about random things while she waited for the real people she wanted to talk to. It wasn't as fun talking to people she barely knew, but it was better than just standing alone looking like a fool. They talked to her about her hair and her make up, and how they loved her clothes, but she wasn't interested in what they loved about her, that was boring. She wanted to know what they thought about music, what they thought about their school, what they thought about anything but her. She hated people who fished for compliments, she was more interested in what people thought about the world.
To : The Cookies
From : Vodka
Hey Cookies! Where are you guys? I'm so freakin' bored talking to these people, they only tell me things about me. It's like they expect me to compliment them, too. So I'm just going to slowly walk away while texting you guys! Hurry up and get here soon! xoxoxo!
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 4:54 pm
 Preston Alexander GaskarthAlexThat is so gay!AppearanceHeight → 6'0"
Weight → 124 lbs
Eye Color → Green
Hair Color → Brown
Other → I have a birthmark shaped like a heart on my lower backLikes
●Bunnies,they're just so damn cute!
● The Beach
● Acting
● Music
● Veggies, secret health nut
● Compliments
● Clothes
● Those sexy men
●Coffee Dislikes
Being judged●
Unjustified cruelty●
Ignorance●
Messiness●
Meat,animal flesh? Yeah no thanks.●
Public bathroom soap●
Being completely ignored●
Being sweaty●
Embarrassment●
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 5:48 pm
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☺☺ ρяєѕтσи αℓєxαи∂єя gαѕкαятн ☺☺
... I can keep a secret if you can keep me gυєѕѕιиg.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 11:53 am
 єтнαn sυммєя ƒяιsвy Boys and girls ρяєтєи∂ to know me, they try so hard,●●•۰
And I get ωнαт I want,●●•۰xxxx
My name is my cяє∂ιт card●●•۰xxxxxxxx
Don't try to нαтє me because I am so popular●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 2:42 pm
♂♂єтнαn sυммєя ƒяιsвy♂♂ Boys and girls ρяєтєи∂ to know me, they try so hard,●●•۰
And I get ωнαт I want,●●•۰xxxx
My name is my cяє∂ιт card●●•۰xxxxxxxx
Don't try to нαтє me because I am so popular●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
As he awoke Ethan was quite confused.
The fact that he was asleep on a coffee table would confuse most people in the first place, but what really confused him was the fact that he knew he went to sleep in his bed. Then he remembered who had spent the night as his house, so he stood up and just made his way up the stairs to his room. He knew his best friend, Brittany, had gotten his brother to help her move him to the coffee table at night, but he just didn't know why she did it. Sure, they had a prank war going on, but it wasn't very much of a prank in his mind. "Real funny Brittany, but I'll get you back! It will be twice as worse as putting me on a coffee table!" Ethan, or Summer as his friends called him, grumbled to his room, and when he finally got there he made his way to his own personal bathroom. It was green, for his favorite color was green and the fact that most of everything he owned was green his bathroom had to be green or he would just freak out. It was pink before, and even though he didn't hate pink he wasn't very fond of the pink that the bathroom was, and the fact that there was maroon mixed in just didn't settle very well with him. He turned on the shower and as he waited for it to get hotter he turned around and looked at the wreck in the mirror. Mornings weren't his best thing, but they weren't the worst either, but of course Brittany didn't just put him on a coffee table, she just had to put toothpaste in his hair, and she knew that ticked him off to no end. Toothpaste, it was just nasty and sticky and it most certainly did not work like hair gel. The fact that he didn't quite enjoy the smell of mint didn't help the fact that his hair was now minty fresh. He liked the taste of mint, but he would not eat his hair.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 7:33 pm
ღღяαcнєℓ νσ∂кα нαи∂ℓєяღღ What's go-ing συт on the floor?●●•۰
I ℓσνє this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore.●●•۰xxxx
Keep it cool what's the иαмє of this club?●●•۰xxxxxxxx
I can't remember вυт it's alright, alright.●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx As Rachel inched away from the pouting crowd, she heard a voice, and it was a familiar voice, so she smiled and spun around.
Though she wouldn't say she was disappointed, out loud, but she was sort of hoping that it was someone else who was standing behind her, but he would do just as well as anyone else from the band to give her an excuse not to go back to the compliment squad. "Hey Tristan! How are you? I'm fine thanks!" Rachel smiled at the fact that he hadn't actually answered her, nor had he asked how she was doing, but she didn't like how predictable most conversations were, so she could the small talk over with as soon as possible. His next question made her want to laugh, but not because she didn't think the band was completely amazing, but because it sounded as if he was doubting their amazing skill of what they did. "Tristan! You're not doubting the amazing talent of the band are you? It sounds as if you are, but to reassure you, I would never go to a concert just because I think someone's hot or something, and I mean go to a concert over and over. You guys are truly amazing, and when you guys hit it big time you better not forget the little people that were your fans from the start, okay?" Rachel meant it half jokingly and half not; on one hand she was only 5 feet tall and probably not growing anymore. It jut wasn't fair to Rachel how the band got famous and then they would just leave her and her friends behind to stay in on town their entire lives. "In all seriousness, yes. You guys are amazing musicians, and when you guys do hit it big time I really hope you guy won't forget about the crazy girl scouts who's lives you changed." At this Rachel made a pouty face with puppy dog eyes, but quickly went back to smiling right after. Rachel didn't want to admit it, but after they became famous she felt they would forget all about her and her friends and just go on living their lives. It wasn't as if they always hung out together, but there had to be something to show for their loyalty as fans. She didn't want to go and mope about it the rest of her life, but when she was older with a normal ol' life with a normal ol' family listening to their songs still playing on the radio... She didn't want to think about it. It was all too much for her, and the fact that it seemed to be getting closer every gig they got just made it worse.
As if on cue to cure her sadness her best friend, Katy, popped up and hugged her.
"Katydid!!!" Rachel's voice was a squeal, and if they were in a cave of some sorts, it would have surely echoed, but they weren't; it was a good thing, too, for it they were in a cave or on the side of a snowy mountain she would surely have caused havoc by just being excited to see her friend. She was so happy that one of her friends had finally arrived, and thefact that it was her absolute BEST friend made it even better for her. Rachel brought her mustache necklace up to her nose and giggled as Katy did the same; other girls could keep their friendship bracelets or half heart best friend necklaces, for Katy and Rachel had something even better that they felt no one could ever top. They had mustache necklaces, and they had bought them together when they were just thirteen. "Katydid! Tristan here was doubting his band's talent, so you should tell him just how amazing they are, too!" Rachel smiled and practically wanted to dance around the two just for being there and talking to her, but she refrained and instead she just stood there in all her bubbly goodness. Just then, before Katy could even answer, she heard another familiar voice asking if she got a hug, too, so when Rachel turned around and hugged Charlotte she squealed once more. "Why in the world would you not get a hug?! That's like someone coming up to a cookie booth asking if they can buy cookies!" If one who did not know anything about Rachel whatsoever saw how she reacted to her friends arriving they would probably think she rarely saw them, but the deep secret was she just wanted to hold onto them as long as possible, and if they were to just slip away from her before high school ended... She didn't know what she would do. Rachel didn't know if Tristan wanted everyone's opinion on the band, so she didn't ask Charlotte, for even though she loved telling her friends everything she didn't like telling them other people's everythings; she wasn't one of those gossipy girls that would hear something juicy then go and tell the entire school that so and so got pregnant because of so and so. It just didn't seem fair to Rachel how people did that, for if something happened to her that she told a trusted friend she wouldn't want them go to blabbing about it to the rest of the school. It just didn't seem.... Right.
Though nothing in high school ever seemed right.
Things just seemed to be getting faster and faster, for it seemed as soon as Charlotte got there Soph was there, too; so when she heard her innocent voices booming through the hallways she looked down the hallway and waved with glee. "Soph! I'm beginning to suspect you guys were all hiding outside waiting for me to go in so you guys could make me so amazingly happy!" She loved when her friends arrived at school and they could finally talk, but each time one of her friends showed up and someone else who she also equally wanted to see didn't... She got a little more disappointed each time. Of course she went to their concerts for the music, but there was also that one thought in the back of her mind that prompted her to look good and dance around and just have fun each time, and the mere fact that he went to the same school as her made her ecstatic. "So, we need to have a meeting after school today to discuss some... important matters. Fundraising and all that jazz; do you think you guys can make it?" She didn't even remember the last time one of them missed a meeting, and if they did her mind had simply blocked it out because she didn't like when there was a meeting and someone wasn't present. Though at their meetings they didn't quite discuss things that had to do with girl scouts very often, but that day they really did need to get some fundraising ideas done, and she didn't exactly know where to start; she just knew they also had to discuss their end of the year party, and the latest concert they would all be going to. Then she pulled out her phone and read the two texts, one from Soph, who was already there, and a newer one from Mary; she decided not to reply back to the text, for she said she was on her way. She wasn't a fan of texting and driving, and if Mary was driving and Rachel knew that there was no way she would text her. Though her phone must not have been getting very good service, for shortly after she had received the text Mary was doing a cartwheel and walking towards them apologizing for being "late". "Oh silly Mary! Who would be able to resists waffles? They're the best breakfast in my humble opinion!" Rachel hugged Mary before she went back in her position of the little group. There wasn't much to do but wait for people to arrive and wait for the damned bell to ring.
Before Rachel could utter another word her breath hitched and she had to contain a squeal, but only because Tristan was standing there.
Rachel saw the boy, and she didn't know if he saw her but she didn't even know how she looked at the moment, and what if he saw her being a complete fool squealing over her friends just because they arrived? Oh her morning was already spiraling out of control, in her mind at least, and when he began to get closer Rachel let out a muffled giggle. "Oh, Excuse me I have to go uh... To the restroom!" She hoped her friends would get what it meant, but she was off before anyone could say another word, for she was in no way prepared to talk to the drummer, Vik, for The Addictions. She rushed to the restroom and just waited to see if her friends, who had been her friends for so long, would get what she was hinting at when she said she needed to use the restroom. Of course she didn't really need to use the restroom, and if no one else got it she knew for a fact Katy would, for they were practically sisters, and since Rachel always thought their minds worked the same way she knew she would be there shortly. Rachel whipped out her phone and began her text.
To: Cookies
From: Vodka
OH.MY.GOD. I am SUCH a D-O-R-K. Girls there must be something wrong with me today! OH MY GOD I HAD NO COFFEE THIS MORNING! I'm not going to be able to function!!! Help Meeeeee!!!!
P.S. Have you ever noticed how the girls restroom smells horribly of bleach in the morning? I think my brain cells are slowly dying...
Rachel hit the 'send' button and sat in the corner of the girls restroom waiting for someone who would listen to her to arrive, but the girls restroom was oddly empty in the morning, and it made her nervous. It wasn't as if she wasn't able to talk to him, but it was so early in the morning and she wouldn't think she would actually see him. Rachel let out a sigh and tapped her fingers to the beat of one of their songs, and as she stared at the ceiling looking for her favorite disney characters in the random design on the ceiling she thought about just how much she had lied to her parents, but she quickly got off the thinking subject for she didn't like feeling the guilt, but it was their faults in her mind. Perhaps if they hadn't ignored her so much for their jobs and such she wouldn't have turned out a little liar. It made it worse that their logic was that money=love. So basically whatever she wanted, she usually got, and unlike most people that got boring for her after awhile.
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 8:30 am
 Ana Marie Anderson ღThe Amnesia Girl Eighteen June 18 Sarcastic • Adventurous • Curious Droit De Chaussures
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 8:59 am
 ღღαиα мαяιє αи∂єяsσиღღ I'll be back, ∂σи'т try and follow me●●•۰
'Cause I'll return as sσσи as possible●●•۰xxxx
See I'm тяyιиg to find my place●●•۰xxxxxxxx
But it might not be here where I ƒєєℓ safe●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Testing
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