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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 9:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 9:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 10:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 10:42 pm
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It was so hard to stay awake, economics being one of the most boring classes in her schedule. Nicole sat there, here eyes struggling to stay awake as her teacher continued the boring discussion, her head kept up by her arm. She was losing it, he strength to stay awake. She blamed her lack of sleep for the night before, spending way too much time on drawing and trying to perfect he next project, a lifelike puppy. Problem was that the eyes were always off center... always... It bugged her so much, not being able to make them symmetrical. She wanted it to be perfect, as real as possible. Soon enough, she was asleep, in her dream world where she could draw with no boundaries. Nicole smiled, taking her pencil and starting to draw some trees and flowers everywhere, wanting to give the dream some life and color.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 10:59 pm
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.: V ᴇ ᴇ :. [ sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ, ᴊᴜɴɪᴏʀ, ᴍᴜsɪᴄɪᴀɴ ] | ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs... |
Wɪʟʟ I ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅ ɪ ɢ ɴ ɪ ᴛ ʏ? Wɪʟʟ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴄ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ?
My vision started to fade to black without warning. I wasn't sleepy, so I couldn't have been tired. It's impossible for the sun to be setting right now and creating nighttime. The only explanation was I was going into yet another dream. Hopefully, it wasn't another sex dream because as soon as I'm back, I would go to the cafeteria and gauge out my eyes out with a plastic spoon.
Nope, not another one thankfully. Just a little fantasy dream. I looked around to find the dreamer and found a brunette drawing flora in her dream world. I recognized her as a girl in Economics class, the class I was in right now. I knew she was a senior, so of course, we didn't have many classes together. What did it even matter to me? We barely talk anyways.
Even so, I hid behind a tree and watched her. I have seen her drawing in class once or twice, but never seen any of it because we sit across the room from each other. Was this how she really drew or was it all fantasy? This was starting to make my curiosity stir. Maybe I'd try to take a peek at a drawing some time if I see her drawing again.
Wɪʟʟ I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs ɴ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ ᴍ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ?
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:47 pm
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.: V ᴇ ᴇ :. [ sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ, ᴊᴜɴɪᴏʀ, ᴍᴜsɪᴄɪᴀɴ ] | ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs... |
Wɪʟʟ I ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅ ɪ ɢ ɴ ɪ ᴛ ʏ? Wɪʟʟ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴄ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ?
Staring in astonishment at the My Little Pony character, Vania was tempted to go poke the pink pony. 'Pinkie Pie's alive!?!' she thought. The female reached out towards Pinkie about to take a step from her hiding place, but took her hand back. Then, she reached again, but decided against it. Her hands started having a fight with each other as if she wasn't the one doing it herself. Vania had the be the strangest junior in the school. Apart from being sucked into people's dreams, of course. Finally, she just decided to hell with it. The senior girl wouldn't even remember seeing the half-Latino anyways. Walking up behind the pony, she reached a shaky hand and poked the balloon Cutie Mark on the mare's flank. "She's alive!" she yelled out, spazzing out. If it wasn't apparent, Vania loved My Little Pony. At least, the recent one. She did have a Pinkie Pie doll when she was younger, but she never understood it. Now, she just annoys her mother with the newest series of My Little Pony. Bet she wished her daughter would go back to hating girly things like the tomboy she was.
Wɪʟʟ I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs ɴ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ ᴍ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ?
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 12:05 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 12:23 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 10:12 pm
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.: V ᴇ ᴇ :. [ sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ, ᴊᴜɴɪᴏʀ, ᴍᴜsɪᴄɪᴀɴ ] | ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs... |
Wɪʟʟ I ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅ ɪ ɢ ɴ ɪ ᴛ ʏ? Wɪʟʟ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴄ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ?
The half-Latino stared in wonder at the Mare 6 hand drawn by the dreamer. Her green eyes were set on her favorite of the ponies. Moving closer to a country-looking mare, she reached out and poke her hat. "Hey now!" Applejack said, "Careful with the hat!" "So-sorry!" Vania squeaked, stepping back. The orange pony smiled and said, "No, I'm sorry; I'm just a little protective of my hat, ya know?" The young junior smiled and nodded before looking over at the brunette girl. 'Sh-should I talk to her?' she thought, 'It doesn't make a difference... Plus... It'd be nice to get to know another My Little Pony fan...' "U-um, my name is Vania!" she chirped, smiling meekly and holding out a hand to her, "What's your's?" Even though something told her she was beginning to dig a deep hole for herself, she pushed the feeling aside and just awaited for the other girl's response.
Wɪʟʟ I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜɪs ɴ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ ᴍ ᴀ ʀ ᴇ?
[Warning ya in case you don't look at my other thread or I don't get a chance to talk to you soon, but I may be off an awful lot until the Friday after this Friday. My Brony jewelry project is suppose to be due this Friday, but I may take longer than that. ;-; I haven't even made the beads yet...]
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 10:25 pm
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"Vania... Vania... Vanilla!" Nicole exclaimed, jumping in the air randomly with Pinkie. "It sounds so much like Vanilla!" Pinkie joined in, the two of them spinning and drawing streamers at the same time. Dizzy, Nicole stopped, but wasn't able to keep her balance, falling over on top of Vania, he rather impressed D cups smothering Vania's face. "Oopsie...." She got up, fixing her glasses. "Sorry about that!" She quickly apologized, looking over at Pinkie, who fell on top of Rarity. "You okay Pinkie and Rarity?!" Pinkie nodded with a laugh and a smile, while Rarity wasn't so pleased. Fixing her glasses, she relaxed and looked at Vania again. "Well stranger in my dream who's name is Vania, my name is Nicole!" She said as she drew her name out, the letter falling to the floor.
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