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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 6:30 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 6:34 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 6:45 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 6:47 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 7:41 pm
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After Zara got his schedule, he didn't particularly feel like going to learn mathematics, so he did something he used to do with girlfriends in Scotland and skipped. However, this time, he spent his time with an older woman: His mother. She scolded him for skipping class, then chuckled softly. "Remind me of myself, kid. Very good." He settled in to talk to her for the entirety of first period.
After Alyssa left, I had nothing to do, so I huffed and made my way to gym. I didn't actually participate, because of an absolutely terrible leg injury a few years ago that keeps me from doing anything strenuous... because when you're sixteen and running away, the first thing you gotta learn is who makes good forgeries. A few sex friends with some equipment and the ability to use it got me out of a lot of things I'd rather not do. Particularly gym. |
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 8:11 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 8:32 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 12:04 am
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((Three sentences from finishing the post, and my comp resets-Hate life somethimes. ASLO-Did anyone else notice that a bunch of people put sohpmore-11th grade? I thought it was freshman, sophmore, junior, senior.: 9, 10,11,12?))
   
Cynthia finished brushing her hair, then returned to the list that hung on the mirror. She read her checklist aloud as she checked the mirror each time that she said one. "Hair-perfect, clothes-perfect, shoes-perfect, teeth-perfect, makeup-perfect.." She went to her backpack and rechecked her last list. "Books-check, extra clothes-check, phone-check, extra makeup-check, gum-check, scedule-check." She nodded twice and have one last breath as she walked out of the bathroom that joined to what was now her room. It was ment to be one of the twins rooms when they turned thirteen, but they had prefered to stay in the same one. Her heals clicked down the hall to the once conjoined room. She stopped outside of the door. This was the most dangerous part of her day. Worse than brushing each lock of hair exsactly fifty times for optimum smoothness, even scarier than her gym class-which was a mixed class that she took with the woman that decided her fate. It was time to wake up the survivor. She stood outside the door for a while, gaining courage. While it was fine if it was Casey-the worst she would get would be an armfull of freak crying all over her and needing to change her clothes and makeup at school-but if it were Cain she woke up. Cynthia took another breath as she tried to find a silver lining here. It had been Casey for the last week, she decided. So there was a good chance she'd be there agian. With this thought in mind, she was able to muster up enough courage to knock on the door. "Commeon Casey, we're late!!!" She banged on the door three times.    
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Inside the room at the end of the hall, a body lay on a bed that had oncce been on one of the ides. The room was obviously divided down the middle. Half lavender and very neat where the vanity resided next to the bookcase. The blue sde was very messy an the dresser and laundry hamper rested on that side. Lavender swirls dotted the blue side, about as many blue swirls sprinkled the lavender side. The Lavender side had a few dents in the wall and the blue side had littered on the ground a few self help books. While it was obvious the room was divided, it was unclear who;s side was which. The body that lay on the bed was dreaming.
They were on a doubble date with the Dennis twins. Dedire-the readhead- was laughing at something that Cain had said. Delia-the blonde-and Casey were busy makeing out. After a while the talks turned to prom and college. This caused a few tears, the near identical Dennis twins, were older then the identical Collin twins. They had little time to continue hanging out. At the end of the Summer, the Dennis twins were off to Gotham University. Once everyone stopped crying, and laughing, and talking, once they finally noticed the time, the long forgotten food of the picnic was packed into the Dennis' car. Dedrie drove and Deila took shotgun. Amougst the laughing and distractions Dedrie almost didn't get out of the way of the car that came twards them. In horror the group realized that they'd gotten on the wrong side of the seldom used parkway. Rather than panic, Delia assured the group that her sister would turn off at the next exit. They were going to be alright...until the truck came. In a panic Dedrie and Delia jumped out of the car, tucking a rolling to saftey. The Collins noticed the truck, but as they tried to do the same, they realized that the saftey lock was on the back doors. The two attempted to get to the front seat, the truck blew it's horn.
"Common Casey we're late".There was an almost angry banging at the door. Eyes, green from the mood of the body snapped open as the feet hit the floor. Within seconds the door was riped open "How DARE you, you B*TCH!?"
   
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Before Cynthia could finish gasping, she was slammed up agianst the wall by her throat. Cain, for that's who was awake today, was crushing her windpipe. "It's bad enough that she died without your stupid self reminding me EVERY SINGLE DAY that she's gone." He paused as he observered his cousin, held to the wall by his elbow. It was only because she was turing red that he let her go. "What were you prattiling about when you woke me?".Lucida took great gasps of air as she landed, couging once or twice. "I'm going to school in twenty minutes, either come with me or don't I'll be in the car." She shakilly walked away, back to her semi-permenent room. She redid her hair in the mirror and added a bit of makeup to the quickly forming bruise on her neck. "Had to be my luck" She murmered to herself angrilly. "I had to get stuck as a babysitter, and Cain had to wake back up. Worst family EVER!"
Once Lucinda left, Cain returned to what was now his room. He picked up a pair of black skinny jeans that he wasn't sure who belonged to and a white shirt he knew was his. He sat down at the vanity to do his hair and blinked twice at the refection. As Twins, they were able to tell who each other were, and the person in the mirror was most deffinetly Casey. 'You didn't have to be so mean to her" Casey said from within the mirror. "She's only tring to help."Cain sighed. "I guess you're right." He took a deep breath. "I miss you" He admitted to the reflection. "I had another blackout, it wasn't as bad. According to the date I was only out for a week."Casey looked at him with sympathy in her gaze. "Live for both of us, alright?" Cain nodded, but when he looked up , the reflection was him once more. He finished his hair and after a thought, grabbed her sweater. He felt a little better. Within minutes the cousins were in Cythia's car and speeding to school. Theey still managedto get there a few minutes early, so Cythia stopped a block from school"You know the drill. Have a good day, call me if you need the anti-depresents and-"And wait twenty minutes after the end of cheer practice to bring the car around-the car that you'll be sliding the keys to me sometime durring the day so that I can park it three blocks away after lunch" Cain rolled his eyes. "Stupid shallow, vapid bi-"Great we get each other...now go"With a scoff, Cain hopped out the side of the Convertable that she'd brought with the money his parents gave her to babysit.
As Cain finished walking to school, Cynthia pulled into her spot, checked her hair one more time and ran to gym early to try and find Jordan. She dashed into the locker room just as Cain, who had longer legs and so moved faster, entered Chemestry on the other side of the building. He quickly found and sat next to Victor. He needed to ask about the stuff he'd given him last summer.
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My boyfriend is Music, he's makin' me lose it I sing along La-la-la-la-la" Serrenedy hated math, HATED with a deep, DEEP passion. She hated it second only to her hate of Chem. She had only passed that last year because she remebered that Gambit used kenetic energy and was able to remeber how it worked, as well as radiation and half lives from Hulk. At the moment, she was wandering aimlessly. As the hall moniters came out, she ducked away and tripped over a blonde haired male. "Opps, sorry dude.my fault" She picked herself up halfway off the floor. "Mind if I hide out here?" She asked, never having met the guy before."I'll be quiet, I swear"
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 12:23 pm
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⊲ What the hell is wrong with me? Don't fit in with anybody, how did this happen to me? Wide awake, I'm bored and I can't fall asleep, and every night is the worst night ever. ← ← ←
Once Alyssa entered her first period she went straight to one of the open tables, the table to the right of a table where a female with black hair and a male with, well uh, purple and pink hair? She didn't stare though, she sat straight down in one of the two chairs at the table and pulled her Chemistry book out. She just wanted the day to be over with, and return to the comfort of her 'home,' if you could call it that. Her real home was back in Florida, with her real friends.
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it'sX notmyproblem X if X you X don't X see X what X i X see
Jordan didn't even bother change into her gym clothes, instead she had just put her bag in her locker, and marched straight to the bleachers in the gym itself, taking a seat. A few others were following her lead. Of course, a lot of people in the school did that, follow her lead, and took her action into action.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 12:33 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 12:44 pm
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