now i'm feelin' so fly *

[michelle]

This school was probably the most ridiculous place she'd ever heard of. The things that the kids talked about on the chat just let her know that she could get away with almost all of the things that she loved to do. Hell, a party was being planned right under the schools nose, she thought that it was pretty hilarious. Atleast she had something to look forward to throughout these stupid, boring days here at Hawthorne. Now, just because she was thinking this way didn't mean she didn't know that she had a problem, because she realized that she did have a drinking party after she crashed her car, but she never acted on it. So, fuck off if you thought that she was just like every other kid here.

Michelle ran a hand through her short hair as she walked down to the place that they called the common room. For a correctional facility, they had pretty fancy places for all of these kids. It was kind of funny, I mean her room was even pretty awesome. It was better than the one that she had at home. As she walked through the door, her eyes looked around to see if anyone was there. She should have known that there would be. There were people just chilling, playing some games. One person had the radio wide open, which made Michelle walk over and press the power button, turning it off. Her blue eyes looked up to the person and she gave him an innocent smile before turning around and sitting on the large sofa.

Soon after, she just laid back and stretched out on the couch, looking up at the bland ceiling. This place was really fucking boring for her. She always had something interesting going on when she was back at home, mainly because she was always out. She never just sat down and just... sit there. It was stupid, she could only live once and she wanted to make it the best that she could. She began to play with the snake ring that was on her finger as she thought about that,but soon she was pulled from her thoughts as the person turned on the stereo again, but this time it was playing louder than before. She sat up angrily, and looking over at the person with a death glare. She slammed her hand down on the cushion infront of her before speaking, "Quit being a dick and turn that down, before I throw it out the window," She said in an annoyed voice. The persons taste in music was completely irritating. Country? Really? Country music talked about things that were completely irrelevant. Unless it was, ofcourse, about love. She could stand todays country, but this was fucking old shit where they were yodeling or something.

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MUSE:[/color] various songs on my iPod
CLOTHING:[/color] click.
NOTES:[/color] blah blah blah, this sucks.
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[tanner]

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A day in the life of Tanner revolved around sleep, school, hygene, working out, studying, drinking, and some social time. More then enough had accomplished the regular repitioious stuff. Though most of it he took pride in a lot of the upper division stuff like working out, hygene, and drinking were some of the virtues more close to his heart. Though he wasn't extremely proud of being an alcoholic he wasn't afraid of it like most people. Studying was tedious and he hated it, but he knew it had to be done in order for him to get a dimploma and prove thate was thoroughly successful in the last maybe thirteen or so years with the educatioal process that he had endured. That peice of paper would make it worth it and help him better himself and move on to the next step which was college. He didn't believe in it, but then a lot of work industries were not so accepting if you didn't goand broaden your education. Therefore he had to roll with the punches of the times.

Thus far today he had accomplished a few of things off his checklist. He woke up went and worked out and took a shower. It was kind of still early for him to be drunk. He didn't understand how people could get drunk so early throughout the day. He did however if they were drunk from the night before, because that had happeneded to him a matter of different times. Those were the good ol' days when he was a little less in control. Or the bad depending on how you looked on the topic. He cassually pulled on some clothes and decided to head out and see if he could meet up with anyone he did or didn't know so that was anyone in general. Upon entering the common room he heardcountry music and then he watched as the girl rudely did away with someones music. He didn't like rude, people, but the next step made him shake his head. He watched the male go and turn it back on.

Approaching the stereo after the guy got yelled out to turn it down. Tanner did it for him. "Courtesy." he told the dude. He doubted the slender stature that was listening to the music was going to mess with it now. His size was rather inimidating. Though he was sure that it could be a possiblility though it was rare and Tanner straightened people out in the most mature manner that he could. He hated fights, but he demanded respect. He walked over to the couch and looked down at the girl as both hands rested on each side of the couch. "Better?" he asked with a smile in a hopeful tone. He didn't look like he could be extremely friendly, but he was one of the nicest people you'd pry meet at Hawthrone and there was a lot of them here in his own opinion.

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