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 Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 7:34 pm
"Get in 'ere, Sit down, an' Shut up. I'll be in the room down the hall, an' I don't want'a hear a peep. You got me? A PEEP."The old, fat lady's raspy voice leaves into the distance before there's even time to reply. 
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 8:10 pm
Hana Hana sluggishly walked into the hall and threw her stuff by a desk. I can't believe it. This is human punishment? I didn't even do anything wrong! That teacher TOTALLY smelled like pesticide, and I was just telling him to take a shower! Students can't concentrate with that smell...She huffed and sat in her chair, depressed. I'm only one year old and already causing trouble! This stinks. Flower
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 9:19 pm
  ★☆ Addison shuffled quickly into the room, her brunette hair dancing on her back. Ugh, why was this room so gray? Why couldn't it be a more pleasant color to listen to. . . ? The girl thought miserably. It's dull, almost low, jazz-like sounds hit her hears. Thankfully, it wasn't very loud, hence why she always wore gray. Also, it was the easiest to block out. Addison took step by step to the left side of the room, taking a seat along with a deep breath. After a moment, the noise quieted down until it was like an ipod on the lowest volume. Much better.
★☆ Once things within her mind had calmed down, the girl noticed she wasn't alone. Her amber eyes observed the greenette, mainly noticing how gorgeous she was. It's just unfair that some people are born with natural beauty. I wonder why she's here, she doesn't exactly look like the trouble-making type. Addison didn't dare attempt to approach her though. What if she completely ignored her? What if she insulted her or hurt her? What if she (Addison) said something completely stupid and embarrassed herself? The teen silently freaked out about it within her head..  ((OOC: She's schizophrenic, the walls aren't really singing xD. ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 5:59 am
Hana Hana turned when she heard someone enter. The girl looked annoyed at something, but then seemed to calm down, and then seemed to freak out again. Is she upset about being in detention? Nah, she doesn't look like the type. Hana gave her a nervous smile, then wrote on a piece of paper and gently threw it at her desk. In for "insulting" a teacher. You? Flower
((OOC: Is it weird of me to think that's cool? At first I thought it was synesthesia, a condition where you see sounds, hear colors, etc. Either way, I'd say that's a pretty kick a** mental condition XD ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 10:44 am
★☆ OhMyGosh, she's looking at me. Addison pulled her sleeves over her hands some more, a little habit the girl had of doing when she felt insecure. Has she been watching me? Oh great, I'm already a freak.
★☆ Before the brunette really had time to start spazzing, the lone scrap of paper landed neatly on her desk. "In for "insulting" a teacher. You?" she mouthed as she read, not talking, though. The girl reached down to get her small backpack, rummaging through it for a pencil. When she finally found one, the clicked it's lead out and replied underneath the original note in neat handwriting. "Same about the. . . talking class."
Crap, that's not right. Her white eraser ran back and forth across the message, and, after wiping away the shavings, Addison re-wrote, "About the same. . . talking in class." Much better. The girl folded the paper up into crisp edges and tossed it back, only to have it fall a few inches short of it's destination. (( OOC: Haha xD. Hmm, it does seem pretty cool to be able to hear colors, but she has some other symptoms that I'm gonna introduce c: ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 11:50 pm
Lithium peered around at the other individuals who entered the room. Well, here goes... been here for about five minutes and already scored a detention. She sighed huffily and sank down in her chair. The room was as bleak as they come, and the dryness of her surroundings were giving her a mild headache. She gingerly pulled a neon orange Sharpie and began doodling on the edge of her desk. Pretty soon, an army of grotesque zombie animals populated the otherwise bland surface and she smiled, satisfied. Cool, now I've got some undead friends. Now how else to pass the time...
> Formatting under construction /:
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:42 am
Hana Hanna looked to her left and her right, making sure a teacher wasn't watching. She didn't care about what the students were doing; none of them looked like snitches. She smiled at the note, and instead of going back to her seat, she sat in the seat next to Addison. "Doesn't Mr. Buckley smell like pesticide?" Hanna shrugged. Flower
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 2:49 pm
★☆ Addison had to admit that she was honestly nonplussed at what to do now that the girl had moved near her. In a way, it was a dream come true for the brunette, but it was also a kind of a horror. What is she acted wrong? What is she said something cracked?She'd obviously just have to shove that aside. "Oh, umm, I've never met him, so. . ." The young girl lifted her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair back behind her ear. "But, I'm sure he does!"The girl quickly attached to her sentence, her voice coming out as almost a squeak.
★☆ The girl took a minute to observe her neighbor. Her flowing jade hair outshone Addison's brown, lifeless hair, and the girl's subtle, soft skin was so elegant compared to the plain cells that clung to the brunette. I wish I could look like that. . . . Ms. Hill had a faily low self-esteem, only declining further as the jadette's ribbons echoed her thoughts back to her. If only I wasn't like this.
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