The Torn (Open and accepting)

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(Yeah so do I)

Steven and Sveimun entered the Art classroom and found that it was set up so all the students could sit around with an object in the middle. "Come in class, come in" the art teacher, Miss Roza, said as she appeared from behind a stack of canvas'

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[size=85]I put in a new string soaked In that solution and left, closing the lab door behind me. I nearly jumped at the sound of a voice behind me: "Aren't you supposed to be in class?" the girl snarled. It was Rebecca and her tired Ashly. I'm not in sterol type, but by the looks of them, I was able to tell they were trouble for a long time now. It was actually just a matter of it before they started messing with me. I looked away nonchalantly, "Says the girl who isn't in class herself."
Well I bet you don't have an excuse." she grumbled. She was already failing at this argument as she gasped frustratedly as I lifted up my hall pass, "I've been officially excused." I said before begging to head off down the hallway. "So you were excused to go to the chemistry lab in the middle of electives class?" broke out a new voice, Ashley. I looked over my shoulder for a moment, "It was an important visit." I muttered.
"Looks like little princess Deanerys needs special schedule treatment. called Rebecca, then Ashly chimed in, "Oh so lost without her little dragons, Steven and Sveimun." they taunted. I tried to go off, taking the high road, but I became a bit over compulsive. I whirled to face them, "Deanerys Stormborn has three dragons, get your facts straight!" I stated. I've been related to the character Deanerys from Game of Thrones before, but this was ludicrous. "You can make fun of me, but never pull my friends into this." I added, almost like a demand. How childish! It wasn't even intimidating, it was just plain aggravating how they teased me. I wasn't a princess, I wasn't 'little" either. I just hoped that they wouldn't pull Clara into this, she was the only other of my friends that had similar class times. They just shrugged innocently. "Well, I beg of your forgiveness." rebbe fa said in a awfully joke-full manner. I just scowled and turned, "That's not even clever." I said, storming off. I had calmed down a bit as I entered my hallway and found Steven locker; I would place the slip there until he could sign it, but when I reached into my pocket, but the slip was no longer there.

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Miss Roza showed the class to their seats then showed them what they would be painting this class. "Now class you will start the painting this lesson, get as much as you can done now so you can have more time for touch ups next lesson" she said and placed the vase and roses that she had in her hand on a table in the middle of the circle the students formed.

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I suppose I panicked just a little bit when I couldn't find the slip. I only had one, where could I have lost it in such a short amount of time? I rushed back into the lab, eyes scanning the room and it's floor, but it wasn't there. Then I realized where they were: The girls took it. While I was in my rage Rebecca and Ashely stole it from me. It wasn't like the world was falling apart, but I felt so foolish and ridiculous to have let them get the best of me. I had one simple task, and I failed to these ego centric girls. I would just have to go back and see if I could get another, though the administrator might think less of me and not give me one. I could always just bring Steven and/or Svei in to confirm it. All was ok, but I still wasn't. apparently my outbreaks might be a problem, if I ended up affecting everyone else. I wish I just had the skill to be collective, like Steven. I've seen him angry once before, and I never wanted to again, but till he seemed to cope with his anger much better than I did. I had always been so clumsy, so this had been just an addition to the record. I past the office, not thinking that the administrator would want to negotiate with me for the second time and head straight of to gym and handed the teacher the hall pass before waking around the perimeter of the court to get to the locker rooms. It was quiet, an empty. I could finally get some peace while I changed, but not much later, I opened the door into the loud court once again and tried to figure what everyone was up two when they gathered around Mr.Debolt for a new set of instructions.

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Steven and Sveimun started their paintings with everyone else, it was a pretty boring lesson compared to other classes but everyone in the art class enjoyed what they were doing so they didn't care what everyone else thought. They all sat silently doing their work unawares of anything else going on in the school.

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- I'm goin to try something using nfc (No form characters) if you don't mind >.<

Apparently w all were teaming up for a basketball match. What was up with everyone in basketball? They were all so psyched up about something they didn't even know how to do right. I found myself standing around for some of the time, just watching every sprinting after the ball. that wasn't the point: If you could play right, you could walk across the court with minimum amount of running. If only I still had art for electives, but that was only for one semester, this semester I had Physical Education. It was good for my grade though, because I enjoyed the activity and I happened to be very athletic. My mind wandered a bit, thinking back on the more recent scenarios. The incident back in the halls still bothered me, it gave the perspective that I was reckless and my temper had the probability of getting the best of me. When I spotted the advantage I would lunge forward and with ease steal the ball form the dumbfounded opponents and rush towards the goal with a relaxed stride. Even when I missed the basket, I always had a team mate which would back me up, so we had no trouble scoring all these points. Even though I was fairly good, it wasn't my thing. I just didn't have the gift. Most people believed that I was really good, but so would they be if they just payed more attention to their surroundings.

Ashley followed into the Art room right after Rebecca, snickering at he doorway, but quieting themselves when they walked in past the group of students surrounding a table with a pot of flowers in the middle. Ashley thought they looked funny huddling together to dra a few flowers, but Rebecca was bit more interested. That didn't last. They broke out into a barely collected moment of giggles as they past Steven and Sveimun, remembering their jokes earlier. It was just obviously comical to them, but they couldn't waste too much time on it. The teacher walked up to them and asked them in a hushed tone what they needed, and Rebecca asked for white out. They were going to shade out the two boy's name in order to fill in another. Of course they were obnoxious about it, it wasn't like anyone was going to care about what they were doing.

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Sveimun scolded when two noisy girls entered the classroom, he just wanted to do his painting but they were distracting him and thus annoying him. He looked to Steven to see if he was thinking the same thing but he couldn't tell from Steven's expression. Steven either didn't care or he was trying to hide his displeasure.

(That's fine with me)

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(Bump)

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I had a small chat with a few people between matches, giving them advise and just talking about different subjects. It was nice being hero under my people who were happy, because for the moment I would forget I was ever distressed. We did some drills to help us pass the ball more efficiently, and I got into the rhythm and movement of throwing the ball in front of me, and waiting to catch it back. It wasn't much, but it helps us cooperate.

Rebecca and Ashely told Miss Roza how they wanted some white out, and the woman asked why. They replied, "Well, we just need to open up some room on this slip." rebbe a told her. The teacher few a bit suspicious, and took the yellow piece of paper straight out of the girls finger tips. Rebecca frowned, bewildered, "This is a registration pass to the music competition. Must be important, I'm not sure why anyone would go through the trouble to get one and then give it away." She breathed. Ashely stuttered, "Th-they dropped out..." She tried measly to get the slip back. It didn't seem to be working too well with the art teacher. They always had a second look, and found the hidden meaning behind the art. "Who are you two girls to decide, it doesn't have your names on them. If you're so sure of yourself, there should be no problem with asking the two themselves." She said before walking over to Steven and his cousin. Rebecca and Ashely's gaze fell, frustrated and a bit annoyed.
"Steven, is this yours? These two ladies infer to me that you had given this up. I know how well you and your cousin Svei are into the arts." she askked

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Steven looked at the teacher when she walked over to him and Sveimun. "Oh yes that is mine, I miss placed it earlier, I would never willingly give it up" he replied knowing that Jodie must have gotten the form for them.