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; Oh my gosh.. I'm sorry, I won't be able to post until tomorrow. Ill probably only be able to squeeze in one post, because I have a HUGE science test on Wednesday. I'll probably post a good amount, though, to give you guys something to work with..
Again, I'm sorry, but I really need to study. Like badly. ): ;

[winterwonderland.]

❄ ȶ օ ɾ ɨ ❄

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: previously annoyed but calming down
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: outside
ᴡɪᴛʜ: no one
ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ: single
ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ: this - a baggy black sweater with jeans and boots

Mornings. A word that annoyed the exhausted brunette still lying away in bed came around again like it did every day. From any other perspective, a day would not exist without the sun rising, or the world would be dark in dull. In fact, the bold monolithic source of light glowed so brightly that the crazy people who enjoy mushing together letters to create an amazing time of the day: the glorious morning. There were a few perks that came with the beginning of the day, but Tori usually overlooked them as if they were transparent or so insignificant and small it did not really matter. Today was no exception, and the same events went on. The only different thing that could be noticed as unique was the sound of a crash downstairs. The echo slithered up the stairs and eventually slipped into Tori's bedroom and stirred her from her sleep. She groaned and pulled her pillow over her head... but there was another bang that stirred the house from the very bottom of the earth followed by another that sounded like a cannon went off. That was as much as the easily disturbed girl could take, so the half-asleep teenager stood up with an agitated expression and gazed out her window. Construction. Yes, that was what her parents were currently wasting their money on, not Tori nor her broth but rather the remolding of their front yard. At the moment, it appeared bare and not the best sight to see, but her mother always said in that oh-so-cheerful voice, "Oh, hun, it's going to be finished soon. Then, it is going to be gorgeous. Gorgeous I tell you." As if, she thought to herself as she trudged to the bathroom.

Like any other typical morning, she got herself ready for the day and eventually emerged from the room with a bright face and smile, one that was commonly too tight to be true and naturally came to her after years of forcing those fake smiles onto her lips. At one time, that was not the case, but now, it was difficult to get a genuine smile from the broken girl. When she did smile, though, it almost felt like her world and everyone else's lit up, an alternative to the sun. As this thought passed Tori's mind, her hand along with the help of her feet unconsciously made their way to her bag, then, to her phone. Soon, an android became visible, and Tori rapidly pressed a few buttons until a blank text message came up, one that was directed to Ashten, her boyfriend. Hey, heading to Starbucks in a moment. Wanna meet up there?" she texted. Once the message was sent, she slung her bag over her shoulder, sauntered down the stairs, and eventually was standing in front of the oak door, the only exit of her house minus the back door. Sure, Tori could have eaten breakfast or greeted her brother, but he always disliked her seeing Ashten and Starbucks offered the best breakfast, better than anything Tori could ever make. Also, her mother and step-father were gone to work, so they were not even there to pay a visit to. He would probably enjoy the solitude, so Tori slipped into a pair of her fairly new boots and stepped outside.

Snow gently fell on the blanket of pure white that could only be described as heavenly. There were several snowflakes, more than there are usually, and it was a beautiful weather. Sometimes, it got so freezing that it would be like stepping out into a frigid iceland seeming colder than Antarctica’s harsh winters or cover the earth with inches and inches of snow. Fortunately, today was not one of those days, and everything seemed to be going smooth despite waking up earlier than usual. It was actually so nice out that Tori strolled across the sidewalk to the nearby coffeehouse. Besides, her brother would get extremely p*ssed if she even dared to attempt to take his car, the only one left on the driveway, so her boots crunched every time she stepped on the cushion of snow while she gradually grew closer to her destination.

{ flie: yes, they are. and please try to write about double of what you wrote; see the rules for more guidelines.
dial: no problem c: }

[maka-paige]

sorry for this ugly post and sorry for such a sort first post I was also studing at the time but I will post a lot more after school!

[flie]

{ flie: yes, they are. and please try to write about double of what you wrote; see the rules for more guidelines.
dial: no problem c: }

{ Okay, sorry about that. I typed that on my kindle fire and it was hard to come up with ideas at 11 pm. Ill post morr the next time. c:

[Host]

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M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Calm, relaxed
Doing;; Riding Blondie
With;; Blondie (my horse)
At;; I'm on the usual trail in the woods
Status;; Taken by the best <3
Wearing;;Sweater,Jeans,Riding/fashion boots,Scarf

Serena released the reins so that they fell limply into her lap. She stayed skillfully balanced on the saddle as she adjusted her scarf and coat. She half wished that she had thought to bring a hat, because it was beginning to snow. It wasn't snowing fast or anything. The little ice crystals were simply slipping down from the clouds, falling at their own pace.
Serena couldn't help but wonder what it'd be like to be a snowflake. It was a silly thing to wonder, but still. It would mean she'd have more freedom. But life would be fast moving. She'd start out as snow and fall onto the mountains. She'd eventually melt into a puddle and either evaporate back up to the clouds or be sucked up by a flower. Life wouldn't really have much meaning, if any at all.She became glad that she was merely a human whom lived and died.
Serena grasped the reins again, only pausing to give Blondie a pat on the neck. The palomino was young, but she was definitely a good horse. Serena couldn't recal a time that the mare had ever bucked. She had thrown little tantrums by stomping her hooves on the ground, but other than that, noting had really happened with this mare. She was great with young kids, and even the occasional elderly woman.
Serena sighed softly as her home came back into view. Well, her parent's home. She actually lived up in town in a two bedroom apartment where she lived by herself. Her parents lived in the ranch home, but Serena was there more than her own apartment.
She swung swiftly off Blondie and grasped the rein beneath the mare's chin. She led the horse to her stall and gently cared for the girl. She brushed off all the dirt and muck of her light coat until it shown as bright as the sun. She cared for Blondie's hooves, which were already pretty well trimmed and cared for. She then brushed out her mane and tail. She paused briefly in front of the tail. With any other horse, Serena would have been a little intimidated to stand behind a horse like this, but she knew that Blondie wouldn't lash out. The silly mare was to intent in her oats and grain, anyway.
So Serena took advantage of that and sectioned the tail off into three sections, expertly folding them one over another until she had a good amount braided. Holding the tail with one hand, Serena dug around in her pocket. She had orginally had her hair up, but she had taken up to substitute for a hat. She found the thin pony tail and wrapped it around the end of the tail. She stood back to admire her work. She chuckled softly and walked around Blondie. She grabbed the blanket and draped it over Blondie's back, straping it up around her neck so it wouldn't slip off. By then Blondie had finally finished her oats and grains. Serena took the horse's chin and tilted it upward, planting a light kidd on the mare's nose.
Serena stuffed her hands into her pockets and walked out of the stall, wincing when cool air washed over her face. She ducked her head down and continued down the drive to her dark gray mustang. It was a GT from 2010. It was almost three years old, but it ran virtually perfectly. She hadn't really needed to do anything more than change the oil in it. And it was her first car.
She pulled out her keys and unlocked the car even before she got to it. She sat down in the cool leather seat and started the car, putting the heat on full blast.

She got to Starbucks in the matter of fifteen minutes, just about the time when she was finally getting warm. She shut off the car and took a deep breath before pushing the door open and rushing out, moving quickly acrossed the lot to the entrance. She closed her eyes as warm heat over came her, along with the rich scent of coffee. She got in line, and happened to be the only person there. It was well past morning, and that was the usual time people ordered coffee.
"A Dirty Chai, please." Serena said quietly, hardly even looking at the person. "With whipped cream." She recieved her coffee only moments later and slid into a chair at the far wall. She pulled out her phone and texted a message smoothly.
Hey luv! Watcha up to? @ starbucks if you wanna meet me ;D
She sent the message to Oliver and pocketed her phone, taking a slow sip of her coffee.

; I hope this is enough. If not, just speak up. I'll post more if needed. ;

[maka-paige]

[quote="Cassidypaige2000"]

Grace Jordan Evans

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing- Helen Keller

Back in her cozy safe room Grace flopped back down onto her bed. Her red patchwork comforter welcomed her tired cold body. She turned over and reached for her phone. Once her hand greeted her blue cased iphone she quickly turned it on a clicked on the screen which flashed onto her messages. She replied to a few messages which needed a reply. She then quickly tapped off to her contacts. She scroled through her contacts. A few town friends, family, online friends, she had them all. When she got to the Os she pressed on the contacted that read "Oliver <3" She started to type. Her thumbs hit the screen with a quick but swift speed. When she was done she read over it. Her eyes scanned all the words. "Hey babe what are you up to? Want to meet up? Xoxo" she said these words softly to herself. She then looked over the rest of the screen to locate the send button. When she found it she pressed it. As she put her phone back down onto the bed she stood up. She walked across her room and opened the dark brown door. She walked down the hallway into her small kitchen and opened the fridge. She looked through it and finally made her choice. She grabed the bottom draw to the fruite crisper. Grace's soft pale hand touched one of the apples that was hidden in the bottom of the crisper. It was cold on her skin sending a chill down her spine. One the red circuler shape was in her hand safe and sound, she reached out of the cooler. She bent up and closed the crisper door with her foot. She then closed the fridge pushing it lightly to make sure it was closed tight enough. Her house was old and most of the things in it were aswell. Grace didn't mind this she thought it made it more cozy and welcoming, but that was just her. She walked back down the hall peeking into a few rooms along the way. She saw her brother's bathroom which was messy and sort of old smelling. It was probably just the house itself though. She also saw her parents room which was empty because her mom was outside doing yard work and her dad was working on some new paintings or something. As she got to the end of the hallway she turned to the dark wood door and opened it once more. She closed it behind her and walked off to her bed again. She sat on it this time and didn't let herself get comfy because she knew she would be out and about before she knew it. She picked up her phone once more and turned it on she replied to two or three messages before closeing her message area. She then clicked on the calander app and looked over it. "Work tomorrow, that will give me $50'' she said happily turning of her phone. She bite into her red jucie apple and floped onto her back chewing softly.

[Hakana]

{Looks like I have something easy to reply too.. I don't have much muse at the moment but I will get on it as soon as I can! I think I'm going to have Ollie miss one Serena's text and reply to Grace's, inviting her to starbucks and he gets himself into a situation bouncing off both girls. Sound good?}

[Host]

; Oohh. Drama. (: Bring it! ;

[flie]

{ I'll be remaking Dylan's form soon so it is better looking and longer in length. c: }

[winterwonderland.]

{ everyone, you guys' posts are long enough. thank you. cx }