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[Scei]

Great! cant wait to see it x3

Thats fine ^-^ so long as its not suuuper long

[zoomzoombadaboom]

When I have the story finished, I just post it here on this thread, right? Just making sure. :)

[Scei]

Yup! ^-^

Edit; oh! also!! (this goes for everyone) if you poat a spot on this thread and go back to edit the poat to put your finiahed product on, please post a page number or a link or something to say "hey i finished! but it was on this post back here!" so i dont overlook it, or not notice it ^-^

So for example; mid-life was posting their story back on page 2, so when they are done; they wil come to the most current page and say "hey! ive finished my story it was...
(opt1)
... back on [page#]"
(opt2)
... On this post [url]"

Is that explanatory enough? i always have troubles explaining what i mean :L

[Intelligentleman]

Makes sense! I'm almost done with my story, but I don't want it to sound like its ending forever, so I need to type a temporary conclusion.

[Scei]

ahh geeze :L I just realized how often i replace S's with A's..... So sorry guys ^-^; im on a tablet and sometimes i type faster then necessary and most of the time i dont go back to reread it, so a lot of the time my letters are mixed up with others ^-^;; It would be so much easier with a keyboard -sighhs- oh well, Ss mixed with As will have to stay ^-^ just try to bare with me

[Mid-life]

Hehe. Ideas ideas.

wow that sounded really creepy in my head XD

[Intelligentleman]

I HAS FINISHED!
*Shudders*

The day started like any other. Golden rays of sunlight poured through the stain glass windows, the multi-colored light illuminating parts of Clio's bed. The filtering sunshine had caught on Clio's face, at which she opened her brilliant green eyes and let a yawn escape her lips. School was today.. just another bloody Monday. The young woman was turning 16 in a week, which gave her something to look forward to after the dragging out days at the academy. She stretched her arms, delicate and spindly (Although she could sure throw a punch!) and slipped out from under her covers. She walked slowly to her window, the colored light now spraying speckles across her face, and reached to either side so she could pull back the curtains. Running a hand through her slightly curly long dirty blonde hair she smiled. A soft and gentle smile, revealing her contentedness. With one last yawn and a short stretch she went over to her wooden closet and chose a simple white tee shirt, a light blue pull-over, skinny jeans, and a pair of red sneakers. Grabbing a pair of socks from her drawer she dumped the items on her unmade bed and pulled on the shirt, pants, and sweater. She slipped into her socks and shoes before running out the door and down a flight of carpeted stairs, throwing open the door to the tile floored bathroom. The female brushed out her hair quickly, but left it down, and glanced at her little golden watch that fit perfectly on her wrist. Twenty minutes before school... and a ten minute bike ride there. She better hurry and eat some breakfast.
Walking into the dining room/kitchen, Clio grabbed a cereal box from the cupboard, a bowl, spoon, and milk from the fridge, setting them on the sleek wooden table. Pouring the liquid into the bowl, she dumped some cereal on top and began to eat, glancing to her left she saw her mother walk in, wearing a nice blouse and knee length stretchy shorts. "Hey Mother." Clio greeted through a mouth full of cheerios. Her mom smiled and waved, walking into the kitchen. "Hello, hon." she glanced at the time on the microwave. "You're going to school earlier than usual. Excited to meet the new kid?" Clio lifted her head and wiped her mouth on her sleeve as she stood up, now done eating. "Wait, there's a new person coming to the academy?" she inquired curiously, having been earlier oblivious to such news. The dirty blonde blinked her green eyes as she placed her bowl and spoon in the sink and the milk back in the refrigerator, although forgot about the cereal box. "Yes dear, I think his name was... Sp..Spencer. Be sure to treat him nicely, one of your professors mentioned his family life being... difficult." her daughter gave a polite nod and a warm smile. "Alright, I'll be sure to, mother. And bye!" she waved at her, grabbed her backpack from off the ground (She had left it there from yesterday) and ran out the door to her bike, mind on the new boy. 'Spencer, huh?' she thought to herself a s she buckled her helmet and pushed off on the drive way, looking both ways before riding on the street. 'he sounds interesting.'
-TIMESKIP-
Clio sat in the classroom, the new boy standing near the professor's desk. She had History first thing in the morning, and apparently so did he. Professor Harvey was next to the boy, and nodded to him. The boy turned his head to face the class, his jet black hair slightly falling in his face, friendly gray eyes scanning the room. "Hello, everyone, its a pleasure to meet you all." he nodded, a happy grin forming on his pale face. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and jeans, with his hands stuffed into his pockets "My name is Spencer Garland, and I am a new student that will be attending classes here at Oakley Academy." Prof. Harvey gave Spencer a welcoming smile. "Thank you Mr. Garland, you may now take a seat." The teacher gestured to the tables in front of him. The young man seated himself next to Clio, and the teacher turned around and began to write stuff on the whiteboard behind him. Spencer's gaze shifted around the room until his optics fell on Clio, and the corner of his lip curved into an attempted but seemingly shy smile. "Clio." she greeted with a toothy smile. Spencer bit his lower lip before chuckling quietly. "Nice name. I suppose you already know mine." he commented politely as he looked at the prof. 'Well isn't he sweet.' thought Clio as she pushed a lock of dirty blonde hair behind her ear.
The whole rest of class was just a murmur, her focus sorely on Spencer, who was actually listening to the history lesson, his foot tapping on the ground and index finger tapping the dark oak table. There was an air of nervousness about him, but the young lady couldn't figure out why. She remember her mother saying his family life was difficult, but she didn't know how that affected him. The voices in the background were just mumbles to her, until the teacher called on her. "Legend might know. Legend? Miss Legend please pay attention!" Professor Harvey raised his voice, clearly irritated. Clio's face flushed with embarrassment as she snapped back into attention, knowing she was in big trouble.
-TIMESKIP-
After school, Clio spotted Spencer on the grass field alone. She walked over to him, backpack slung over one shoulder. "Hey.. Spencer." she started, coming shoulder to shoulder with him. "Oh, Hello! Clio, wasn't it?" he grinned at her. "Yes." She blinked her green eyes. "I noticed you were having some trouble in math class today. Its totally fine to not understand some things, but I thought maybe you'd like some help?" she offered kindly, a sweet smile taking form. "Of course I wouldn't mind. School is a big part of life, y'know? In the real world, you have to solve your own problems that you face everyday. But sometimes, you just can't do it alone. I think partnership is beneficial." Wow. He had an.. interestingly simple view of life. "Great, then! We can work out a schedule at lunch tomorrow." Said Clio warmly. "Ye-" was all Spencer managed before an old run down car drove into the parking lot. Clio could have sworn she saw a small tear run down his face, but he had turned away too quickly. "Tomorrow then." he mumbled, not bothering to look at her. His tone had become somber, and he walked off in the direction of the car. Clio stared after him in confusing, before letting her attention shift to her bike, all chained up.


Decided to try it from a female's perspective, something I don't do often ^.^ hope the classic school day whatnot wasn't too boring!
ARRGH JUST DID A WORD COUNT I WENT OVERBOARD xD things can be cut, I guess....
(Just realized it would be useful to know that Clio is 5' 6" and Spencer is 5' 8" :D)

Reference pics for Clio and Spencer:
http://i1224.photobucket.com/albums/ee377/rawrgrrrr/Image17.png
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7b/76/15/7b76153db586f30ee4237a15618ef10a.jpg

[haunting~melody]

Marking <3

[Mid-life]

I HAS FINISHED!
*Shudders*

The day started like any other. Golden rays of sunlight poured through the stain glass windows, the multi-colored light illuminating parts of Clio's bed. The filtering sunshine had caught on Clio's face, at which she opened her brilliant green eyes and let a yawn escape her lips. School was today.. just another bloody Monday. The young woman was turning 16 in a week, which gave her something to look forward to after the dragging out days at the academy. She stretched her arms, delicate and spindly (Although she could sure throw a punch!) and slipped out from under her covers. She walked slowly to her window, the colored light now spraying speckles across her face, and reached to either side so she could pull back the curtains. Running a hand through her slightly curly long dirty blonde hair she smiled. A soft and gentle smile, revealing her contentedness. With one last yawn and a short stretch she went over to her wooden closet and chose a simple white tee shirt, a light blue pull-over, skinny jeans, and a pair of red sneakers. Grabbing a pair of socks from her drawer she dumped the items on her unmade bed and pulled on the shirt, pants, and sweater. She slipped into her socks and shoes before running out the door and down a flight of carpeted stairs, throwing open the door to the tile floored bathroom. The female brushed out her hair quickly, but left it down, and glanced at her little golden watch that fit perfectly on her wrist. Twenty minutes before school... and a ten minute bike ride there. She better hurry and eat some breakfast.
Walking into the dining room/kitchen, Clio grabbed a cereal box from the cupboard, a bowl, spoon, and milk from the fridge, setting them on the sleek wooden table. Pouring the liquid into the bowl, she dumped some cereal on top and began to eat, glancing to her left she saw her mother walk in, wearing a nice blouse and knee length stretchy shorts. "Hey Mother." Clio greeted through a mouth full of cheerios. Her mom smiled and waved, walking into the kitchen. "Hello, hon." she glanced at the time on the microwave. "You're going to school earlier than usual. Excited to meet the new kid?" Clio lifted her head and wiped her mouth on her sleeve as she stood up, now done eating. "Wait, there's a new person coming to the academy?" she inquired curiously, having been earlier oblivious to such news. The dirty blonde blinked her green eyes as she placed her bowl and spoon in the sink and the milk back in the refrigerator, although forgot about the cereal box. "Yes dear, I think his name was... Sp..Spencer. Be sure to treat him nicely, one of your professors mentioned his family life being... difficult." her daughter gave a polite nod and a warm smile. "Alright, I'll be sure to, mother. And bye!" she waved at her, grabbed her backpack from off the ground (She had left it there from yesterday) and ran out the door to her bike, mind on the new boy. 'Spencer, huh?' she thought to herself a s she buckled her helmet and pushed off on the drive way, looking both ways before riding on the street. 'he sounds interesting.'
-TIMESKIP-
Clio sat in the classroom, the new boy standing near the professor's desk. She had History first thing in the morning, and apparently so did he. Professor Harvey was next to the boy, and nodded to him. The boy turned his head to face the class, his jet black hair slightly falling in his face, friendly gray eyes scanning the room. "Hello, everyone, its a pleasure to meet you all." he nodded, a happy grin forming on his pale face. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and jeans, with his hands stuffed into his pockets "My name is Spencer Garland, and I am a new student that will be attending classes here at Oakley Academy." Prof. Harvey gave Spencer a welcoming smile. "Thank you Mr. Garland, you may now take a seat." The teacher gestured to the tables in front of him. The young man seated himself next to Clio, and the teacher turned around and began to write stuff on the whiteboard behind him. Spencer's gaze shifted around the room until his optics fell on Clio, and the corner of his lip curved into an attempted but seemingly shy smile. "Clio." she greeted with a toothy smile. Spencer bit his lower lip before chuckling quietly. "Nice name. I suppose you already know mine." he commented politely as he looked at the prof. 'Well isn't he sweet.' thought Clio as she pushed a lock of dirty blonde hair behind her ear.
The whole rest of class was just a murmur, her focus sorely on Spencer, who was actually listening to the history lesson, his foot tapping on the ground and index finger tapping the dark oak table. There was an air of nervousness about him, but the young lady couldn't figure out why. She remember her mother saying his family life was difficult, but she didn't know how that affected him. The voices in the background were just mumbles to her, until the teacher called on her. "Legend might know. Legend? Miss Legend please pay attention!" Professor Harvey raised his voice, clearly irritated. Clio's face flushed with embarrassment as she snapped back into attention, knowing she was in big trouble.
-TIMESKIP-
After school, Clio spotted Spencer on the grass field alone. She walked over to him, backpack slung over one shoulder. "Hey.. Spencer." she started, coming shoulder to shoulder with him. "Oh, Hello! Clio, wasn't it?" he grinned at her. "Yes." She blinked her green eyes. "I noticed you were having some trouble in math class today. Its totally fine to not understand some things, but I thought maybe you'd like some help?" she offered kindly, a sweet smile taking form. "Of course I wouldn't mind. School is a big part of life, y'know? In the real world, you have to solve your own problems that you face everyday. But sometimes, you just can't do it alone. I think partnership is beneficial." Wow. He had an.. interestingly simple view of life. "Great, then! We can work out a schedule at lunch tomorrow." Said Clio warmly. "Ye-" was all Spencer managed before an old run down car drove into the parking lot. Clio could have sworn she saw a small tear run down his face, but he had turned away too quickly. "Tomorrow then." he mumbled, not bothering to look at her. His tone had become somber, and he walked off in the direction of the car. Clio stared after him in confusing, before letting her attention shift to her bike, all chained up.


Decided to try it from a female's perspective, something I don't do often ^.^ hope the classic school day whatnot wasn't too boring!
ARRGH JUST DID A WORD COUNT I WENT OVERBOARD xD things can be cut, I guess....
(Just realized it would be useful to know that Clio is 5' 6" and Spencer is 5' 8" )

Reference pics for Clio and Spencer:
http://i1224.photobucket.com/albums/ee377/rawrgrrrr/Image17.png
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7b/76/15/7b76153db586f30ee4237a15618ef10a.jpg

It's really nice! Good Luck!

[Mid-life]

Also updated my story. It's not even close to being done ;-;

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