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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 4:27 am
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Grace unlocked her front door and danced through her house after she closed her door behind her singing,
" ~Class is over, school is over, la ~ la ~ la~ la! gra ~ du ~ ate ~ ed~ "
"Well, somebody's happy!"
Grace leaped 2 feet off the ground in surprise, simultaneously turning around to see her mother standing in the kitchen with a rolling pin and white flour all over the place. Her mother just laughed at her as she drew in a deep breath and sighed with relief.
"Come here, I've bought you a present."
Grace's eyes shifted from one side to another. What was it going to be this time? Her mother's gifts were sometimes outrageous. Please let it just be a necklace, or a cd, or something simple... not like a...
Bra.
"Mom, you got me a BRA?" Grace's eyes grew wide in sheer bewilderment when her mother opened a small, pink shopping bag and showed her a red, frilly, lacy little number. "WHY in the world would you get me a bra?!"
"Well, you're always wearing those dowdy gym clothes and I thought this might inspire you to dress up for a change, and maybe even get a boyfriend. You're 23 for goodness' sake. Are you sure you don't have a love interest yet?"
Grace held the little piece of underwear in her hands, examining it with the sheer surprise of what it was. "It's got under-wires and padding and everything... I... can't wear this..."
Her mother shrugged, handed her the little shopping bag and went back to baking. "Suit yourself."
Grace ran upstairs to her room, shutting the door. She then found that there was something else in the little bag and, as she sat down on the edge of her double bed, she opened it up to peek inside before tossing the bag and it's contents at her wall with a look of disgust on her face.
"Matching. Panties. UGH."
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 9:49 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 2:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 2:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 3:25 pm
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Zareth, after about half an hour through the movie he was watching, decides to head out to where he parked the motorcycle his parents bought for him. His parents, being very good at playing the stock market, own part of the motorcycle company they bought Zareth's from. It was a silver motrocycle with black and gold designs. It was not a normal cruiser motorcycle, though. They had a few extra features that increase Zareth's safety. One such feature was a compartment for his inhaler that also has two extras just in case. My parents are awesome, Zareth thought to himself. and have enough money to put me through college twice, but are making me pay for anything beyond college and fuel. Zareth was excited to show off his motorcycle to his friends. He hadn't told anyone about it yet. He had been ditched his friends for the motorcycle operators classes he had needed to take, and felt guily about that. He lived about an hour and a half's walk from campus, which was dangerous seeing the areas he had to walk through to get there. Zareth went back in and grabbed his helmet. He was going on his second ride on his new motorcycle since he had gotten it. "Let's rock!" he breathed, putting on his helmet.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 3:43 pm
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Flannery dramatically swiped her card key to get into her room.
"Hiyah!" she swiftly pushed the door open and held the door open for josh,
" I'm just grabbing my keys since I'm driving and my purse, and maybe I should get some blankets since we'll be in the park 'till late, might get cold, and hmmm... Mp3 player is a grab, sketch book for sure..." she kept running around the room in search of things she kept listing off. After gathering a few odd things and stuffing them in her back pack and looking through her purse making sure she had her wallet. She looked around the room,
" Hmph, that should be good." she paused, " I hope... Meh, it should be." she lifted her back pack on her back and grabbed two blankets for lounging purposes and headed out the door with Josh in tow. Flannery walked to the parking lot right outside the dorms and walked over to her Black Kia Spectra. She loved her Blackie (Yes she named it.) Fuel efficient and had a decent sound system. She pushed the unlock key on the clicker and threw her bag and stuff in the back seat, and climbed in the driver's side, buckled up, and started the car.
"So I'm going to be honest, I don't remember how to get to your house, so I dub ye navigator." She smiled wide. Mostly everyone knew she had terrible memory and certainly remembering where people lived was NOT one of her fortes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 6:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 8:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 3:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 3:26 pm
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Elian Crossford was walking, on his way to his house, when the red Honda Civic he knew oh so well flew by, the breeze from the speed of the car stirring his hair. He smiled, recognizing it as Drake's. "Oh, if it isn't you.." he said, noticing the car take a right towards an apartment complex, pulling into the parking lot and getting out of the car.
Elian had tortured the kid his whole life, and now he had an idea of where Drake lived. Smirking, he strode forward, slowly creeping up on the apartment complex and sitting outside the window of the room Drake had gone into.
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Drake stepped into the apartment and sighed in relief. She hadn't cut the heat on. That made it easier to walk around in his jacket. Then she walked around the corner from the hallway that lead to the kitchen, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and wearing a simple outfit of red and blue. "Hey Drake." Crystal said in sing-song, her iPod in her hand, one headphone in her ear, and the other hanging in the air. "How was school today?" She asked, smiling warmly as she continued sweeping the floor. Drake had moved south to attend the community college, moving into an apartment with his childhood friend. She had finished her classes earlier in the day, and had probably come straight home to start cleaning. "It was okay." He said, moving over to help her with the chores. "That's good." She replied, looking at him. "You and your friend's still meeting up at the park later?" She asked, moving into the living room. "Yeah.. Josh seems more excited about this than any of us... I just hope it's a clear sky tonight.." came his response as he moved into the living room as well. "You still going back home for the break between classes?" He asked, his first question of the conversation. Crystal nodded. "Yeah.. and you'll head up tomorrow, first thing in the morning.. right?" She asked, which he quietly nodded to.
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Elian smiled, moving away from the window and leaving the apartment, quickly stepping onto the street and headed left, towards his house.
He had to crash this party. He had to make Drake look stupid in front of all his 'friends'.
And he had just the idea.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:07 pm
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Zareth was riding is motorcycle the long way to the nearest gas station, which brought him near Drake's apartment complex. As he got closer to Drake's house, Zareth spotted someone walking away from the complex. He sped by, unconcerned by the person. As he slowed for a turn, he noticed that he had forgotten his wallet. He wasn't concerned about that. He always had his pre-paid gas card that hi parents gave him along with his motorcycle. He sped up to the speed limit as he left the turn. Then he saw the gas station, slowed and turned in. Leaving his helmet on, he swiped his cared and punched in the code. While he filled up his motorcycle, Zareth for the third time had the feeling that someone was watching him, and like the other two times, he saw no one. "I must be imagining things!" He sighed, as he replaced the nozzle. Once he got home he checked his cellphone and notice that he hadn't received a text or missed any calls. He was beginning to think that something had happened to postpone the party. But not as worried as he was about who or what hed had been feeling.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 2:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 5:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2011 10:46 pm
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