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damn you leo dicaprio, DAMN YOU!!!!
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| Open Thread: The Welcome Back Dance |
[05 Sep 2008|08:14pm] |
OOC: It's dance time!
Welcome back, SHSers, it's the first dance of the year. The gym is decorated in its cheap finest, with a few streamers and balloons, but mostly, it's just full of people, freshman through seniors. There is a table with beverages--water and a bad tasting Hawaiian punch--but it's not too hard to find a flask floating around. The DJ is playing a great mix of songs, and there's a lot of dancing...so come join the fun, right? Attire is casual to semi-casual, so no one has to worry about any formal outfits here!
Please add your character(s)'s name to the tags if they are in attendance! And have a ton of fun!
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[05 Sep 2008|09:30pm] |
Whose gonna get their party on tonight?
Shannon will, that's for sure. HAH.
Edit: Darnit, I forgot this is going to be a long ass oneshot. BOO ON NPCS. THE INJUSTICE! WHY.
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| Rally Time! |
[05 Sep 2008|02:23pm] |
Rally Time!
In preparation for a brand new school year, and for the kickoff of all major sports teams beginning, the school is holding a sports rally during school time. What this means is all classes have been cut by about seven minutes, and every student is required to attend this rally.
Teachers are prowling the halls in order to make sure nobody cuts - and detentions WILL be handed out to those who try - so the majority of students will be at this rally.
Also, the new cheerleader squads - JV and Varsity - are being announced at this rally and the girls will perform a brand new routine to really put a cap on the event.
(OOC note: If you want your charries to be part of this rally, just put their names into the tags and we will get this thing going!)
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[05 Sep 2008|11:57am] |
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idk oneshot maybe?
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[05 Sep 2008|12:02am] |
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I can't help the fact that my father has a calling, that the Lord has asked him to do His work on earth. I can't help that it's taken him around the world during the summer months or that it means that our front door was always open for his parishioners, that I had to share him. Dad always let me know that I was loved, that's not what I'm saying, it's that I always knew that his time didn't just belong to me and the family.
I used to think that made me the perfect boyfriend for Bee. You know, because I totally got how busy she was. She's got a calling, too, but it's a calling to her talent, her swimming. But I always thought there was an end date you know? After the Games, she would take some time off and we could finally be together without that thing that sucked up all of her time and attention. But now she's got another goal, another thing that has her working out six hours a day. I respect - no, I admire her focus and her drive and her committment and her loyalty and all of that, I totally do. But I admit it, I - I'm jealous. Of all the attention her swimming gets while I have to stand by the side and wait. And wait and wait and wait and how long do I wait? I'm tired of waiting for the people I love. I have to do it for Dad and now for Russ. They're family. But why am I in a relationship, by choice, where I'm doing it again?
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[04 Sep 2008|07:04pm] |
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bday goodness? need to talk to mags.
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[04 Sep 2008|06:57am] |
lol i thought p's bday was in may. wtf.
this will turn into a hbday post sometime this weekend. it depends how early i get off work tomorrow.
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[04 Sep 2008|08:42pm] |
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it's p's birthday. i'm sure he'll want to reflect. unfortunately i am so tired that he will just be silent for now.
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[04 Sep 2008|03:59pm] |
Boo. Emily's got to start acting like a co-editor.
Emails galore!
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[04 Sep 2008|05:22pm] |
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Mary Anne rolled a tennis ball across her back lawn, laughing as Tigger and Roo both went chasing after it. She gave Claudia a sheepish look. "Sorry, we're supposed to look at your homework." She tucked back her hair and laughed again. "But they're so cute!"
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| Austin Wins (DAMN IT!) |
[04 Sep 2008|06:50pm] |
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Logan put a heap of spaghetti noodles onto Austin's plate and then drowned it in meat sauce. "Okay. I am about to admit that you were right on something, so don't have a coronary in shock," he warned, handing Austin the plate. He took in a deep breath. "Annie is totally high maintenance. But in a good way!" he added hastily. But she totally is.
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[04 Sep 2008|04:24pm] |
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P turns 17 today. woo.
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[04 Sep 2008|11:09am] |
why do short weeks always seem so long?
eta - o ya, last nite i had a dream that i was making out with pierre. HOT!
eta2 - i cant find my ipod!! :( :( :( ICKY COME BACK! NVM I FOUND HIM YAAAAY!!! In the same place that I had searched THREE TIMES ALREADY. *headdesk* But there go my dreams of getting an iPod Touch (that I can't afford anyway. SIGH.)
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[04 Sep 2008|08:12am] |
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Carly rubbed her eyes as she shuffled into her English class, stifling a yawn as she did. She glanced around the room as she tucked a curl behind her ear, offering a smile as she caught Alan Gray's eye. He made her just slightly nervous even though his joking was usually harmless, but he really did seem to be a decent guy most of the time. "G'morning," she ventured as she slid into a seat, stifling another yawn and giving him a sheepish smile.
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[03 Sep 2008|09:47pm] |
A secret text message from Theo, asking her to come over. At ten to ten. At night. Not that Mia had any problem sneaking out. What would her mother do? Ground her? Pfffft. Whatever. Ever since that little fire incident, her mom had cooled her jets around Mia. She was probably too afraid that Mia would set the twins on fire. Whatever.
Mia quickly changed out of her pjs and snuck out of her house. She walked quickly to Theo's, grateful it wasn't totally on the other side of the town. Especially since the buses stopped running at 6p.m. Stupid hick town.
Finally she came up to his home. As she walked, Mia wondered why Theo had texted her. He hadn't really spoken to her during school. Or maybe he just wanted to hook up again. Whatever. Friend or more was good with her.
She knocked on the door, wondering if she should have thrown pebbles at his window. Ahh, high school drama!
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| The Reasons Charlie Cheated |
[03 Sep 2008|07:58pm] |
Getting to the door of the Thomas-Brewer house, Shannon prayed with all her might that Charlie wouldn't be there for dinner and answer the door. That was the last thing she needed right now, to see the asshat and forget all the reasons she wasn't with him now. Cuz cheating wasn't even enough to not be over someone for her supposedly braniac mind. Stupid stupid.
The door opened, and Shannon was relieved to see Elizabeth open the door. "Uh, hi, Elizabeth" she said, running her fingers through the tangles of her hair nervously. She bit her lip. "I was wondering if I could talk to you for a little bit?"
She had no clue what she was doing, but at this point, Elizabeth was the only person who might have held the answers.
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| Marching Band is like killing Monkeys |
[03 Sep 2008|08:52pm] |
Alan slid a pair of yellow sun glasses on and sat mid way up on the benches. His math text book was open in front of him. Seriously what deranged professor assigned homework on the second day of school? This better not set a pattern for the rest of the year because Alan wasn't overly thrilled with having this much homework all the time. It interferred with his evil plots to take over the school.
Honestly, he was a bit disappointed. He needed to do something big for the first week of school. Maybe he should just wait until the dance on Friday. Argh. He was putting way too much pressure on himself. He needed to chill and just relax.
Of course, who could relax with a marching band practicing in front of you? Certainly not Alan Gray. He ripped a piece of paper out of his notebook and whipped it at the band.
"Hush! Boy sleeping here!" Alan called out.
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[03 Sep 2008|03:59pm] |
Price and Sabrina after-school sellingness?
Not to overload you, we can move later in the week if you want!!!
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