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Post by `cr`yst`al `ca`nni`ng~.~ on Mar 8, 2010 23:55:33 GMT
I was walking down the long hallway to my locker, number 20, the very last one on this floor. I was wearing a blue top and black jeans. My hair was normal, down to my shoulders and curly at the end. I found my locker and entered my combination. 7, 46, 3 I thought to myself. It popped open and I threw in my math books and my social studies books. I grabbed my science books and my literacy books and a pen. I slammed my locker shut, reached into my pocket, grabbed a piece of gum, and stated chewing it. Trident Layers. My Favorite, I started chewing it and strawberry bursted into my mouth. A few more chews and Cherry, One more and it was a mix if the two.
I was walking down to my chemistry class and decided to skip class, it wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last either. I walked back down to my locker and sat down. I wish my parents were here with me, they could help me bring up my grades. I wish I knew them I sat there and thought about my parents, how they would of acted, how they would've spoke. It made me laugh. I was thinking about the one guy I had seen during break today. Tetsuya Seidou. He was cute as hell, I tried getting up, and fell back down and made my hand go in the wrong direction. "FUCK! That hurt!" I rubed my arm and saw someone coming down the hall, I looked at the clock on the wall and it said 12:45. Lunch! I needed to get down there if I wanted to eat. I was walking down the hallway and bumped into someone. it was Him. The one I had always talked about. The one I had always dreamed about. Now I see him up close, face to face. It was exciting seeing what he was like.
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status: CLOSED BETCH
mood: not in the mood for learning
words: 326
notes: this is gunna be good!! xDD
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Post by • Tetsuya Seidou on Mar 9, 2010 1:33:46 GMT
   ‘ ‘ no one wants to be defeated ’‘ ‘ show them how funky and strong is your fight ’‘ ‘ he doesn't matter who's wrong or right ’
lunch.
exciting... right.
his footsteps echoed down the hallway, fighting the tide of students as he made his way to his locker. or at least, that's what his pretense was. he really had no plan to go much of anywhere. lunch was a far too busy affair for him. he preferred to wait out the heavy crowds, and let things settle down before eating himself -- on days he decided he was hungry. he was usually a fast and efficient eater, not the kind of kid who chose the wrong kind of diet. but today, he wasn't craving a meal. so, he figured he'd hang by his locker until things calmed and then wander around somewhere. anything to kill the time until his next class started. at least, that was the plan that he'd had in mind as he'd left chemistry. it'd probably he a boring hour, but he didn't mind solitude all that much. as long as it wasn't too boring, he could manage.
but he didn't get far until suddenly there was a thump and he stumbled backward in surprise. what the hell? he blinked, recovering, and took a moment to figure out what had happened. a girl was standing there, eying him oddly. in truth, he knew the look she was giving him, and he held back a sigh. it wasn't the first time a girl had done that to him. this particular one had the locker next to his, though, so he at least knew her name. crystal canning, a year eight just like he was. although, due to his usual briskness around his own locker, he had never talked to her much. but he often chose not to talk to people unless he felt particularly compelled to. which he never had with her. now, however, it looked like he'd have to.
of course, he hadn't exactly been bothering to pay full attention to where he was walking, so he figured he might as well try to be gentlemanly and take part of the blame. "sorry, i wasn't looking." the he took a moment to pause, and study her. come to think of it, she was in his chemistry class too... and she hadn't been there. nor did she look particularly ill or anything. it'd happened before, too; which meant she had probably been skipping. sure, chemistry could get tedious when it came to the notes, but they'd had a lab that day, and on those days the class could be quite entertaining. mr. kanba was good at making the practical class a fun one, or at least one worth attending.
so, should he saying anything? tetsuya had no reason not to. "you have chemistry with me," he commented casually, "why'd you skip?" he was good at making even his most blunt statements sound smooth and offhand, and it showed here. well, he didn't really care; he took pride in that. now, he was interested in how this girl, who clearly had a thing for him -- it was obvious to him already -- would respond. maybe this would provide some entertainment for him. it certainly wouldn't be boring, anyway. he hated boring.
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Post by `cr`yst`al `ca`nni`ng~.~ on Apr 15, 2010 1:48:32 GMT
I looked up at him. He didn't look all that surprised that I was starting at him oddly. I was a little embarssed that I had let myself go that far. I stepped back a bit and started to rub my wrist. It really hurt. But I wasn't really worried about it right now. The only thing Iw as worried about was him, He was actually talking to me, which was a first, he normally avoided me. But right now, He was actually talking to me, Was it because I bumped into him and he had no choice to talk to me? I think That was the reason. I smiled and turned back to my locker, 7, 46, 3 I said in my head, The open popped open and I threw the books I didn't need in there and was looking around for something, A bracelet. It was really important, because it was my mothers bracelet. I didn't want to loose it. It was special and, sorta felt like her spirit was in the bracelet. It was weird. I was about ready to pull out my coat when he spoke up, "sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going" I looked back at him and didn't know what kind of expression I had on my face, but I didn't really care. "Uh, I was in a rush, sorta my fault too, sorry." I went back to looking for the bracelet. I needed to find it or else I'd go crazy. I could feel his eyes on me trying to figure out who I was. I was used to that. Most people probably don't even want to memorize face to a=name. That's how I did it. It was easy really. I looked back at him when he asked why I had skipped, "I was sitting around my locker waiting for the bell to ring and I guess I just lost track of time thinking of my parents." I went back on the search in my locker and by the time the next 5 minutes had past, I had found my bracelet. I pulled it out and put it on and I smiled. I slammed my locked shut and loked at the bracelet. On the undersides were the inatials of my mothers name.
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