by writingrules » Sun May 25, 2014 11:33 am
Jackson Parks
"Hopefully is right." I nodded. I ran a hand through my hair, not knowing exactly what to say to Trevor.
Theresa Hartman
I nodded, blushing slightly. "I'll be right back, Jack." I smiled to my brother before following Sodapop. "Thank you so much for letting us stay with you Soda. I really appreciate this."
Penny Hartman
I sighed, running a hand through my blonde curls. After eighteen years in this town and I still don't know where the library is... In my defense, it's not like I ever did any of my assignments at school anyone. After about thirty minutes of walking, I broke down and decided to finally ask for help. I didn't ask the first person I saw [a greaser guy decked out in leather and his bottle blonde girl who was fawning over him while he showed off a shiny switch blade], but I waited. I leaned against a lamppost. After a few socs walked by, I almost decided to just go home. Then a more approachable pair of people walked by. I walked over slowly, hoping I wasn't interrupting any conversation, "Excuse me? I was wondering if you could give me some directions?"
Darry Curtis
I decided to leave, going for a little run towards the park [open]
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my name is charlie and i have no clue about what i'm doing with my life.
i'm a great listener. though i am shy, i love making new friends.
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