The Real World (NOT ACCEPTING!)

[dogs]

"I'm hungry. I ran into you. So WHAT?!" Thomas yelled.

[Komaniac]

Adam stopped playing as he heard yelling. He raked a hand through his brown hair as he walked out of the room, seeing Mol and Thomas. "Dude. Take it easy." Adam said.

[Ally~In~Wonderland]

"im sorry." Mol repiel to thomas, she looked at adam and then back down to the ground. She didnt want to see the looks on both of thier faces that where looking at herself. "look im sorry thomas" mol repiled and went into the piano room and closed the door. She began to play her new ballard that she had written in her room.

[dogs]

"The girl us crazy! She knows my name, she just said she likes minecraft! She was spying on you....jeez, what the crap?" Thomas muttered.

[Komaniac]

"Thomas. Relax." Adam chuckled. "It's no big news. Millions of teens play minecraft. She just wanted to play piano. I also know your name." Adam had stiffened a bit when Thomas said she had been listening to him. The guy scratched his head. He had to make sure he didnt play full songs. That would make some people really angry back home.

[dogs]

"I just feel like something is going on." Thomas muttered.

[Ally~In~Wonderland]

Mol carrie on playing her ballard trying to drown out the sound of them talking about her. Mol had had enough of all of it. She finished and ran out of the piano room forgetting ehr music sheet with ehr newly written song on. She ran past thomas and adam and into her room. Mol then began to get out her sharpie and draw on the smallest wall cloestest to her bed. She drew things she remebered of of minecraft as well as music and music peices.

[Komaniac]

Adam shrugged and walked back into the music room to get his music sheets. They were important to him, and he had even put a lock on the book. Adam locked his book and found Mol's music sheets. He picked them up and walked back out, carrying his own book under his arm. "There is always something going on. Everybody acts like they act for a reason."

[Ally~In~Wonderland]

Mol carried on drawing and writting and doodling on the wall with her black sharpie. "so what I don't give a damn ..." she muttered to herself. Mol carry on doing her own thing blocking out the rest of the world and everyone who was stuck in the house with her.

[miss purple]

(anyone open?)