Sunday, July 20th, 2008

And if you ask me if I love him...I'd lie.

[info]glitteringcloud
Who: Ava & Blake
When: After school
Where: Mysteria High School
What: Ava just can't seem to dodge those supernaturals...

He'll never fall in love he swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair. I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong )
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Thursday, July 17th, 2008

[info]arcane_warrior
Who: Drew, Open
When: Lunch
Where: School
What: Drew is lonely at lunch

Plopping down his tray of food at the table he and Savvy usually sat at with her friends, Drew sighed and rolled his apple around in his hand. He was early, Ms. Acker having let them out a little before the bell. No one he knew had yet to make an appearance.

Savvy was in New York City, and he was alone.

How the fuck did this happen to him? He usually was the type to never be alone. Not just girls, but he made friends with everyone easily. Now, when he should have been learning to tell the twins apart, he was focusing all of his attention on how the light was hitting her face, or the way her hair was falling that day.

Christ. He was fucked.
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Friday, June 13th, 2008

And All The Girls Say He's Pretty Fly for a White Guy

[info]magic_addict
Who: Blake and Royce
When: In between 2nd and 3rd Period
Where: The hallways of Mysteria High
What: Two fly guys bump into each other.




Another school and so far it had just been like any other. Blake had slept through first period. Not a good impression on his first day but he didn't really care. Who know how long he'd be here this time. If he couldn't just last until he turned eighteen he'd have it made. Then he could stay or go as he wished.

Second period hadn't been anymore exciting that first period, those Blake had managed to stay awake. Now he was slamming the new textbooks into his locker. He didn't see the jock coming and so the book he was pulling out of the locker got knocked out of his hand when the meathead bumped into him. Blake stared at the book then at the back of the jock as he continued down the hall. Whispering under his breath and eyes going black, Blake flicked a finger and the books the jock was carrying got thrown down the hallway. He hadn't noticed that someone else was coming up the hallway behind him.
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