To the Wall. (A Semi-Lit. high-school swim team RP. ) Open!

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((We may just have to start and wait for people to get interstead.))

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Drew woke up with a start when her alarm clock went off. "Wha?" She mummbled sitting up. "Oh yeah, school." Drew sighed. Summer vacation was over and now school was back in session. No more long days at the ocean, or Summer swim team. Drew go out of bed and pulled the sloppy french briads she had put in her hair last night out. Walking into her bathroom that was attached to her room she fummbled through the cabnets huntting for her Straightening iron. The teenage girl found it and plugged it into the wall. Drew put on her school clothes and brushed her teeth while she waited for the Straightening iron to heat up.

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Brooke woke up and yawned. She looked at the laram clock and groaned. Oh well..School means swim team and socializing. She got up and got dressed fast, dragging a brush through her hair. walking downstairs, she looked very messy and disorientated. Her parents were at the table sipping coffee. She said good morning and pulled out a cereal bowl

Connor woke up to the beeping of an alarm, a bit startled. he remembered the date and sighed. School meant people shoving him aroiund and big tests, and less time for music and swimming. He got up and got dressed in a black tee shirt and black baggy pants. He walked downstairs and yawned, looking around and seeing that his dad had clearly left for work already. He made some toast and spread butter on it, then collected his things and walked out the door with bread in his mouth as he wrestled on a gray hoodie

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Drews Straightening iron finnilay finished heating up. She piatently ran in through her hair getting rid of all her curls and waves. When Drew was done her hair was hot a crisp. The teenage ran a brush through it and sprayed some hair spary on it where the hummid florida weather would not make it curly again, or worse puffy. Drew ran down stairs and grabbed the a smoothie she had made the other night and a breakfast bar. She finished both of them quickly for she had little time before school and most of that time had been spent with her hair and makeup. "Bye Mom." Drew called into the house and ran out the door with her book bag and lunch. Her father had already left the house. She raced out to her convertible and drove to school.