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Post by lotrslover on Aug 8, 2005 18:46:41 GMT -5
Emily plopped herself down onto her bed, Angle of Music in her head. She looked around and whistled. "This place is better than the old school!" she said. It may be a boarding school, but atleast it kept her mom and step-dad away.
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Post by tash55 on Aug 21, 2005 10:39:31 GMT -5
Nikki walked briskly down the halls glancing at the numbers on the doors.Her number just wouldn't show and it was starting to make Nikki wish she could just blow the whole thing up.Bombs and Guns were her favorite tools and she wished she had them.Her temper was rising and LA seemed a milloin miles away. Grandpa,you were right. She muttered to herself searching the doors.
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Post by lotrslover on Aug 21, 2005 14:30:29 GMT -5
Emily heard sombody out-side and looked out. A new girl was looking for her room. "Hi," she said cheerfuly. "I'm Emily," she said, sticking her hand out ready to shake. "What's you name?"
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Post by tash55 on Aug 21, 2005 19:03:40 GMT -5
Nikki swung around to find herself facing a girl who had appeared from one of the doors.Somewhat emmbarased at her performance,Nikki cracked a fake smile and shook her hand. Nikki Franco.It's a pleasure. She was still frustrated but she kept her smile on,no matter how fony(sp) it was.Her black and white shirt(in pic) was covered by a black leather jacket,and her baggy black cargo's began at her hips.Hopefully her smile would pass off.
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Post by lotrslover on Sept 3, 2005 13:53:34 GMT -5
"The pleausre's all mine," said Emily. "Do you have a horse?" she asked.
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