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{ Hellur. The possibility if me posting and posting well won't be likely until late tonight. I have a study guide & a math chapter due tomorrow that I stupidly procrastinated on.
Another note, I don't suppose any of you know if Watson & Crick described the structure of DNA as a double helix or not, do you?

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[ i just took a test on that last week. haha. i think it was watson and someone else, i can't remember.

sorry. ]

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;; I'll be posting for the timeskip soon. c:

& James Watson and Francis Crick did, I believe o3o

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paragraph with;; everyone where;; thebeach mood;; content wearing;; here

After a good ten minutes of trying to fight the wind to get a fire going, a few sparks finally caught on the wood. She'd also fought the torches that had been shoved in the sand from previous visitors. It was a good thing, really. Without a fire there wasn't really a bonfire to attend. It was warm outside, but being by the water it'd more than likely grow chilly sooner or later. A light breeze blew and the occasional stronger wind would kick in every now and then. They had lawn chairs circled around the fire, and one of the ice chests they'd brought sat near the center with drinks in it. The whole bonfire was kind of just thrown together, really. Nobody had really known about it until Noah and Charlie had gotten back from the store and started getting things ready for it. Overall they'd done a good job putting things together for it to be a last minute project.

For the moment, Charlie sat in one of the lawn chairs near the warm flicker of the flames. Since their arrival she'd pulled her hair into a bun and she'd thrown her bathing suit on underneath her shorts. She figured she wouldn't need it, but just in case. You never really know around these guys. In fact she'd be willing to bet someone was thrown in the water before the night was done with.

"word"

;; idk. this was just to set the scene I suppose. It's not that good of a post but I'm distracted by Jenks right now o3o I'm considering adding more but I'm not sure what yet so yuh. Edit; okay so I fluffed it up and it was a good post and it flowed and then my mobile was like "oh what's that you want me to post all of what you copied cool okay then I'll backspace" so yeah ;-;

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with;; everyone
where;; the beach
mood;; excited,
wearing;; here

Noah was leaning forward, watching the attempts at starting the fire. With past experience, it was agreed long ago that he shouldn't be around a lighter. Or matches. Or anything that can start a fire in general. Something that had to do with him playing with a lighter and burning himself so severely he was in the hospital for it. It was decided that he was banned from utilizing them until he was supporting himself. He was almost there, having a fairly good job, but he was still with his parents until graduation, so he still had months to wait before he got the privilege back. It wasn't like that compromise mattered much to him. He didn't need lighters for anything more than entertainment, and since his parents hid all of them from him, he had often occupied himself with other things around him. In this case, upon a sudden stroke of boredom hitting him, he stood up and scurried over to his guitar case. He figured he might as well bring it for when they, meaning him, was hyped up in marshmallows and wanting something...spunky to do. He flipped open the top and and made sure the pick was in there. He ran his fingers along the string before adjusting the small, plastic white triangle that sat between the small ridges on the neck of the instrument. Afterwards, he ran his fingers across all of the strings to make sure they didn't become untuned. Everything seemed fine, so he closed the case again. Looking up, he saw the fire started and so he scrambled close to it, kicking off his shoes and setting them in his chair. He glanced at the water about as furtively as he could manage, which was set fairly low on the scale, and sighed softly.
Suddenly, that devilish little gleam sparked in Noah's blue eyes. It was the one he ocassionally got when he was about to do something somewhat spontaneous, and with him, that could be anything. His eyes scanned the group stealthily, or at least the female population of the six, since there was almost no way he could lift the guys. It was the best bet that he was lankiest of them all, which meant he didn't have the muscle to even push them if they didn't want to be budged. He thought about Brittany first, but there was always the possibility of her giving him the death glare. Next was Hunter, but she might tear him apart. Finally, terr was Charlie. She tended to be the one he messed with most, but it was mostly child plays that never ended in injuries and with her being as teasing as he was sometimes, he could always find ways to get her smiling again if he angered her. So, he put his plan in motion. He wandered over to her casually, which usually meant something was up, and pulled her to her feet. He scooped her legs out from under her and carried her towards the water, taking her shallow enough to where she could easily stand, but deep enough so she wouldn't get hurt if he dropped her. Then, he let go.

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Eyebrows raising slightly towards the light footsteps in the cool sand, Charlotte's dark gaze snapped away from the golden sparks of the dancing flames. A questioning look swept over her features as Noah approached her, and she couldn't help but figure he was up to no good. Then again when wasn't he? One thing Charlie had learned was Noah was hardly ever calm, and when he was trouble usually followed. First instincts told her to get up and run, but in all honesty it wouldn't do her any good now. By the time she'd jump up he'd have been at her chair. As he scooped her up in his arms, the brunette attempted to squirm herself free. Her efforts were useless though, because Noah's grip still held. It hadn't even taken her a few seconds to realize exactly what he'd schemed. Off to the water. Maybe she should have announced her bet aloud... "No, please Noah, come on. No-" Plunk . The sudden contact of the warm ocean water sent a tingle up the brunette's spine. She hadn't even been fully submerged, but it was easy to say she'd just been soaked by the waves that still traveled towards the shore and the splash caused with her impact. Her hair was dappled with droplets and her clothing was completely drenched. "You're such an arse." If anyone was going to get dunked she'd expected it to be Hunter, but of course in the reverse of things the target landed on poor Charlie. At least she didn't have her phone on her, huh? The brunette moved to her feet, toes sinking into the damp sand easily. The wind sent chills over her skin at the contact. The water only came to about knee level once she stood, but of course Charlotte couldn't catch her footing before Noah dunked her in, and she was rather short, so it came higher on her than it did him. She would have pushed him in return, but she knew that he probably wouldn't have budged but maybe a foot or two. Let's just say she wasn't necessarily the strongest, even with him being the lankiest of the guys, but if Noah wanted to play in the water, then she'd help him out. In one swift motion Charlie had dipped her palms back into the water and flung them forward. A warm spring of water followed and splashed into her friend, soaking his gray t-shirt. He didn't get nearly as soaked as she was, but it was a start. "Oops."

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mood - tired;; doing - at the bonfire;; with - pretty much by herself;; wearing - this

hunter walked out of the beach house and onto the sand beach. she could feel the sand grains on her underfoot as
she walked to the bonfire that was crackling. the sun wasn't even down, she was hoping to see the sunset but she
was fairly tired from settling her things in. hunter also held two things in each hand, in her left a warm beer and in
her right hand she held the neck of a acoustic guitar. it was a bonfire right? she always thought of singing around
fire, she could play a few cords enough to make a okay song and why not try? hunter also had a small blue blanket
wrapped around her shoulders. a light warm wind blew as it lifted the blanket a bit, "at lest i isn't cold" she muttered
to herself as she walked over to a plastic lawn chair. sitting with her legs going over the side of the armrest and
her body the the side. pulling the guitar up to her she strummed a few notes and hummed to the tune as she
watched noah pulled charlotte over his shoulders setting her into the water. she chucked watching the two young
teenagers, they where some of her closest friends as well.

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male, nineteen :ＢＡＤ ＡＰＰＬＥ

i sat back in my lawn chair, hands dug into my pocket, and hair sticking up in random spots as the wind blew. i watched the fire, the heat of it quickly warming me up. i wore a plain black t-shirt, and swimming trousers. my feet were bare, and the converse i had been wearing were right by the leg of the chair i was sitting on. i licked my lips quickly, and grabbed my phone replying to the text from my mom. i felt bad for leaving her, i did. she could barely take care of herself since she was left with a broken heart.

when i was about eight years old, my dad's brother died and the two of them were really close. my dad became a major alcoholic. he'd come home massively drunk every night and abuse my mother and i. he ended up leaving my mom for some other woman, who also shared the hobby of drinking. since then my mom was so upset. i remember seeing her cry every night, and felt happy and sad at the same time that my dad wasn't going to come back. cause once upon a time he was the best dad in the world, he taught me how to play soccer. how to be a boy. and then a few years later he became a drunk and left me and my mother to suffer. just like that.

i looked over to hunter, who was just walking onto the beach. charlie and noah were somewhere fighting in the water. and brittany was sitting there quietly. i flicked my hair around and sat up in the chair, with the aggressively terrible posture of mine. "can you play wonderwall?" i asked hunter, raising an eyebrow

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with;; everyone, charlie
where;; the beach
mood;; playful, curious
wearing;; here

Noah felt a sly grin take over his expression. Oddly, it was after she called him an 'arse' as she put it. He wasn't just 'an arse' he was such one that it almost amused him. Or perhaps that was just how she had said it. Whatever it was, it made him laugh. "It's funny cause it's true." He flung his arms open as she splashed him, the full force of it hitting his chest. He bunny hopped closer to her, causing small little waves to move away away from his body. He motioned her closer, whispering why it was true, which probably wasn't all that appropriate for children to hear. Not because it was all that dirty, but it was slightly 'potty mouthed' as some might put it. However, when he was sharing this 'secret' he looked as though he were a child talking about their first crush or something along those lines. That look didn't last long because he allowed himself to drift away. He shrugged slightly with a knowing little grin. "But what can I say? If you can't blow them away will your brilliance, baffle them with your bull...shark." He ventured further out into the water, finding a very small difference in height from where he just was. The water was so clear, he loved it. He could see almost everything, but that ability was ever so slowly fading as the light went. Though he did adore the ocean, he wouldn't want to be caught in it after dark. His mind would eventually start playing tricks on him and he'd start a needless frantic over nothing. So long as the light was around, he was fine so he wasn't in any hurry to leave. But being in the water did provoke one question from him. "Do you know if there are any tide pools or reefs around? That would be a fun place to visit." He bursted suddenly, his bright blue eyes holding a more child-like glow rather than the mischievious one it held not even moments ago. His question was directed mainly at Charlie, since she was the only one he knew for sure could hear him. If perhaps his voice carried far enough to the others, they could just shout back to him what they knew, although there was no promise he would be able to hear them. He tended to miss things like that.

what he whispered;; something about half the things he says being some form of crap. Let your imagination run wild!

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Charlie's eyebrows raised, a look of amusement plastered on her face. One of her best friends, ladies and gentlemen. Her eyes stayed on Noah as he ventured around in the clear water before snapping them down to her dripping shirt. Gathering the soft material in her hands she twisted it around, ridding it of some of the clear liquid before repeating the process with the other side of the thin t-shirt. Releasing the limp cloth from her palms, it to cling back to her sides, the ends somewhat wrinkled from her twisting it up. Another soft breeze swept over her skin, goosebumps surfacing her arms at the chill. "I'm going to get you back for this, just so you know. Just remember, I do know where you sleep." Charlie called towards him, a slightly threatening tone with a playful edge to it. He didn't need to worry too much. She wasn't going to shave his head or anything, but he was definitely in for it. Lifting her sunken heels from the near white sand, it fell from the top of her feet. A few bits of broken seashells lay on the floor of the ocean water, and she was careful to avoid stepping on any of the sharper looking pieces as she moved out farther herself. Waves still pushed past her, and the occasional larger one would push her back a little, but her eyes never left the sandy bottom. The clear water was a huge plus. Any other time she'd be freaking out because of all of the seaweed. For some reason Charlotte's mind automatically had her thinking she was about to be viciously mauled by a shark when just the smallest bit of seaweed swept past her in the murkier of waters. At least if she was going to be viciously mauled by a shark here she'd know about it first, huh? Noah's voice in the distance snapped her out of her thoughts on the damage a Great White could do, and she looked up expectantly. Even with the distance she could already see the childlike expression stamped on his features. A light laugh passed through her lips before she went to thinking about the question he'd presented. "I'm sure there are some around." Somewhere, anyways. "You'd probably have to look around for them, though." Of course it'd probably be easier to find them in daylight, but that took the adventure out of things, and that's probably what he was striving for.