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Post by Brett Cavalier on Feb 12, 2016 16:13:02 GMT
*Wakes up, looking around the room* What time is it
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Post by Ashleigh Clark on Feb 12, 2016 16:15:27 GMT
*gets ready for school and looks in the mirror*
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Post by Ashleigh Clark on Feb 12, 2016 16:18:30 GMT
(I'm just gonna say there is maybe )
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Post by Luc Ayres on Feb 12, 2016 16:24:59 GMT
(Yeah.)
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Post by Eva Hartley on Feb 12, 2016 16:26:01 GMT
(ok! and hope you guys feel better soon!)
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Post by Eva Hartley on Feb 12, 2016 16:28:35 GMT
(yay finally not a new member lol)
*runs back to my room after finishing my breakfast and stuffs my books into my backpack slinging it over my shoulder as I pick up my phone. Reads a text and immediately deletes it with a sigh*
^why can't he get the hint?^
*walks outside and waits for the school bus*
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Post by Ashleigh Clark on Feb 12, 2016 16:29:19 GMT
*Gets into school and looks around the place and opens my locker*
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Post by Brett Cavalier on Feb 12, 2016 16:33:46 GMT
*Gets ready for school, contemplating buttoning up my shirt or leaving it unbuttoned* Wonder which is cooler
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Post by Kendall Benett. on Feb 12, 2016 16:35:09 GMT
*Kendall is at school sitting at the table*
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Post by Eva Hartley on Feb 12, 2016 16:46:58 GMT
*arrives at school. weaves in and out of the throng of students socializing in the hallways mumbling 'excuse me' as I make my way to my locker, tightly holding onto the strap of my backpack which is slung over one shoulder*
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Post by Luc Ayres on Feb 12, 2016 16:49:59 GMT
*heads to school on my dirt bike*
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Post by Eva Hartley on Feb 12, 2016 17:04:41 GMT
*opens my locke and unzips my backpack changing out my books. closes my locker and walks down the hall to my first period class*
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Post by Luc Ayres on Feb 12, 2016 17:06:04 GMT
*pulls up and walks in, heading to my first period class*
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Post by Brett Cavalier on Feb 12, 2016 17:14:12 GMT
*Grabs an apple on my way out, walking to the bus stop*
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Post by Eva Hartley on Feb 12, 2016 17:27:26 GMT
*sits at my desk and takes out my notebook and textbook waiting for class to start. glances around the room as the other students sit at their desks. sends a text to my friend Layla*
--Did you give Dom my new #?--
*she immediately replies: no! is he bothering you again?*
*texts back: yeah, guess I have to change my # again*
*she replies: sorry!! just block his #*
*puts my phone away as the teacher walks in*
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