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by PrimordialNyx » Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:15 pm
Damon walked through the hallway with a smirk on his face. He had always loved school because of his wide range of friends. He was wearing a white tank top(like in his picture) and a pair of faded blue jeans. His hair was slightly spiked, just the way he liked it. He walked to his locker, number 111, and opened it. He stuffed his bag inside, not wanting to deal with trying to organize it just yet.
Amber drove up into the student parking lot in her black Mustang convertible. She was a little nervous... she had choir first thing in the morning and the teacher was going to make them sing alone so she could determine their singing groups. She was fairly certain that she was a soprano but she wasn't positive. Her light brown hair flowed in loose curls down her shoulders, her blue eyes bright as she took a deep breath and started walking the schoolyard.
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by Break. » Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:19 pm
Sasha walked down the schools halls. It was her first day in this school, she had just recently moved from Russia, she knows english though. She weaved inbetween people, twisting to get out of their ways. Most of the kids stared at her, like she was some kind of freak. Sasha noticed how one girl glared at her harshly. Sasha broke the eye contact between them by looking down at her schedule, trying to figure out what room she had math in. Sasha then bumped into someone. They shoved her back with their elbow and scowled at her, "Watch where you're going." Sasha's stuff spilled all over the floor. Her schedule went flying. All her pencils rolled out. Sasha sighed and bent down to pick up her stuff, looking up to glare at the girl who had pushed her a couple times. Normally she would have fought back, but it probably wasn't a good idea to start a fist fight the first day in your new school.
┏---------------------------------------------------------------┓-----P R I S O N---B R E A K┗---------------------------------------------------------------┛"...It's just what's come to be known as 'The Micheal Scofield Stare'. Or some of the fans referred to it as 'The Blue Steel' [laughs], which is um, something that came about simply because I have very sensitive eyes so uh, standing all day in the prison yard squinting into the sun naturally looked like I was always concentrating on what I was looking at."
- Wentworth Miller
Lately I been, I beenlosing
SLEEP
DREAMING about the things
that we could be
But baby I been, I been
PRAYIN' hard
Said no more counting
DOLLARS
We'll be COUNTING stars
I used to be cнιcago.
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by Break. » Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:29 pm
Sasha looked up at the guy who had offered to help her and smiled, "Thanks, first day in a new school is tough these days." Sasha then saw a girl with her hood stuck in her locker behind her. Sasha got back up to her feet and turned around, "Here, I'll help." Sasha then yanked the hood from the locker successfully, before squatting back down to the ground and continuing to gather her stuff up.
┏---------------------------------------------------------------┓-----P R I S O N---B R E A K┗---------------------------------------------------------------┛"...It's just what's come to be known as 'The Micheal Scofield Stare'. Or some of the fans referred to it as 'The Blue Steel' [laughs], which is um, something that came about simply because I have very sensitive eyes so uh, standing all day in the prison yard squinting into the sun naturally looked like I was always concentrating on what I was looking at."
- Wentworth Miller
Lately I been, I beenlosing
SLEEP
DREAMING about the things
that we could be
But baby I been, I been
PRAYIN' hard
Said no more counting
DOLLARS
We'll be COUNTING stars
I used to be cнιcago.
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by PrimordialNyx » Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:31 pm
Damon looked at the girl who had gotten her hood stuck in the locker. "Hey do you need some help?" he asked. He walked over and looked at the way her locker had shut and saw that a big enough piece of her hood had been caught in the locker to where the bottom of the door was still open a little. He put his fingers in the opening and started pulling on it as he tried to make the gap bigger so she could slip her hood out.
Amber looked around at the scenery of the schoolyard. She trailed her fingers across the roses on a bush by one of the buildings and smiled a little. She had always loved the smell of roses.
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