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[27 Jan 2009|03:57pm] |
Who: Taini, Ly and Open to Staff and Students
When: Lunch
Where: School
What: Taini’s first day
It was all a little bewildering school life. Everyone seemed to have an agenda. They had their clicks and people were not being very accepting of her. However, when she failed to be bothered, it seemed to defuse them. All she wanted was to have a teen experience and go to school She did realise just how little she didn’t know though. She was well experienced in life and she would have seen more than these kids in her long, long existence. Yet they were so obsessed with being popular. What did popularity give you? Nothing in her opinion.
She had just had a maths class and discovered she was by their standards, dumb. However her ‘background’ had given her a good excuse as to why she was behind. She wasn’t too bothered about learning academic things here. Just as well. She only had one year of schooling to come.
She wandered along the corridor and finally found the dinner hall. She walked in and gasped happily spotting the face she had been searching for. “Candy boy!” She gasped and ran over to Ly who was in the queue waiting for food. She flung herself at him and pressed hard against him. She grabbed his face kissing him softly and then let him go. “Hiiii. I’m at school.” She grinned.
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[27 Jan 2009|04:20pm] |
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Who: Kenzie and Isabel, and open to whoever else wants to jump in.
When: Night.
Where: The Last Round.
What: Working, catching up, and interacting with whoever happens to want to talk.
Kenzie checked her hair and make-up in the bathroom mirror, then made sure that her apron was tied tightly enough before fishing for something in her purse.
"You'd think they'd put us on the same shifts more often, given how fast we get things done at the end of the night," she said over her shoulder to Isabel before she finally found what she was looking for in her bag - a tube of lip gloss.
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[27 Jan 2009|11:00pm] |
Who: Tova and Open.
When: Late evening.
Where: Outside The Last Round.
What: Tova makes a poor attempt at clearing her mind and looking for distractions.
Tova stood outside of the Last Round resting her back up against the wall as she stared up that the sky. The day had been, eventful. More so than she had hoped or even liked and the one big house she called home suddenly seemed so small and after having spent the last couple of hours in the woods she had finally given in and returned to town again.
She'd gotten a coffee and some food and soon found herself just wandering, she wasn't quite ready to return home just yet. Sighing Tova looked down at the pavement and kicked at a piece of gravel, watching as it bounced off.
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