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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 4:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 4:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2005 4:53 pm
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Cordelia sat in her Sociology 101 class. She usually found this class very interesting, but last night she had had the same nightmare as before. The one where she was forced to fight evil again. Her old sailor pen stood in her wooden with a mirror inside-jewelery box in her dorm. It was gathering dust. Her professor called upon her. Crap, Cordelia thought, I don't know what she asked. What do I do??? "Ma'm, can you please... er... repeat the question..." She did. And Cordelia still didn't know the answer. A note fluddered onto her desk with the answer written upon it. "The twenties and the thirties, ma'm, were full of dramatic change. Possibly the most prominent. It was also known as the Jazz Age." Cordy sighed with relief when her teacher nodded and went on. Cordelia turned and caught the eye of the guy sitting directly behind her. She mouthed, "thank you," and turned back to her work.
After the two hour class ended, The guy caught up to her and hugged her. "No problem." He said to her. They had known each other for ages. Cordelia shrugged out of his embrace with a smile. She pulled out her lolly pop and put it in her mouth. Darien smiled back. Serina had nothing to worry about. Cordelia and Darien had been best friends since middle school. And not to mention Cordelia was like a little sister to him because she had dated his cousin, Damien, back in high school. Cordelia waved to Darien and walked off. She had a meeting at Rei's to go to. She got into her old beat up honda and drove full speed to her friend's place. "Hey!" She yelled with a smile, and walking in without knocking, "What is this meeting about?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 10:03 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 2:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 5:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 6:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 6:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 7:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 9:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 2:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 4:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 4:51 pm
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