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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:33 am
varjack looked in the direction of the football players with disgust
stupid jock's
he mutters just loud enough for the jock to hear him but not loud enough to know who it was
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:39 am
Walt came into the class. "Hey!" He pounded the teacher's desk with his hands. "What's going on?" He walked over to the football player. "Hey! I know you! Your name is weird. Your last name is Rick but your first name is Peter. So when you put your signature, it comes out P.rick. It fits." He laughed and ran to the back. The teacher came in a few seconds after he sat down.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:40 am
The blonde and blue eyed boy said nothing but took a hold of a chair nearest to him. It was made of metal and he easily bent it to a neat knot, causing the classroom to gasp in awe and fear.
"Stupid? Maybe so...I'm more of a straight action kind of guy rather than a strategist" As the blondie gave a mischievous wink at the popular girl sitting near, James bit his lip harder, looking around wildly for an escape.
The boy wo came later in interruped them. Rick would surely had beat the crap out of him but when the teacher came, he settled down and only cast the guy some murderous looks. James smiled to himself...."p***k".
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:43 am
varjcak starts to mess with the jock by throwing his voice to objects around the room making it sound like pencils and books were talking to him
book:your a moron and are destined to fail
pencil:your going to grow up and become a penniless hobo
flag:people act like they like you but deep down you will die alone with out friends or family
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:49 am
P.Rick glanced around him and sighed, turning a switch on his hearing aid. It began to play some of his favourite music and he could comfortably ignore the teacher and anyone talking to him...Yes, he was almost deaf. Part of his charm was in it, girls loved helpless, injured-puppie-like boys. Therefore his small disadvantage wasn't a proplem.
Conveniently enough, he didn't hear the objects talking to him because of this minor injury.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:50 am
varjack stopped as he noticed the hearing aid and looked at the teacher his face pale and expressionless
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:50 am
Walt looks around. It's the first day of school, and people are already threatening and insulting each other in front of the teacher. Not the worse year he's had so far.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:54 am
James pulled his sleeve in front of his nose to hide the coughing. It would be embarrasing to have a..bad moment here. He breathed heavily trough the cloth and finally his astma calmed down...as long as he kept away from Pricks perfume, it wouldn't be a problem.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:56 am
varjack sliped his hands into his leather coat to keep them warm and watched the movments of every student in the classroom in turn
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:01 am
username: hoplite323
name: Joe
sex: male
age: 16
BIO: Was alone, so he raised up money from his Jobs and what he found to go to school. He finally raised enough to go to school. He hides a lot of secrets, and really isn't a talker.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:03 am
Walt looked relaxed. He wrote something every now and then but No one could tell if it had to do with class.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:04 am
walks in th school and looks around. "Hmmm.." takes out a book and writes something in it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:11 am
varjack's gold eyes flicked from the last student to the teacher showing almost know interest at all
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:13 am
James rushed out of the class as the bell rang, fearing that the sportsmen would harrass him again. He reached his locker and sighed heavily, pulling his inhaler out and taking a deep breath trough it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 11:16 am
Walt was not seen by the others for the next two periods.
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