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Post by jeffreemarccollen on Apr 26, 2011 18:42:26 GMT -5
I'VE SEEN YOUR FROWN and it's like looking down the barrel of a gun
[/color] [/center] The days had been nothing but lethargic. Every little, otherwise-normal, activity seemed to take centuries. There was just nothing to do. As he neared the dorm buildings, he paused. Whistling the tune of the song that began on his Iphone. Kate Nash. Now there was a girl he could settle down with. She had so many little opinions and views. Not to mention she was smokin hot. But that wasn't hard to come by anymore. Almost immediately, he thought of Michelle. Where the hell she'd been he hadn't the slightest clue. So he made his marry way over to the girl's wing instead. Hopefully she'd be excited. If not, she'd be mad or something. Or maybe she found a new boy toy. Nah.. he was just jumping to conclusions. As he walked through the hallways he thought of Summer, Belle, Mari.. and all the other girl's rooms he's visited. What would they think about his little attempt to hook up with Michelle again? Probably nothing. And he knew it sounded harsh, but he hardly even cared at the moment. Eventually, Jeff arrived at the door he'd been so carefully seeking. Not taking even a second's hesitation he knocked. Awaiting someone to allow his entry. AND IT GOES OFF, AND OUT COME ALL THESE WORDS oh there's a very pleasant side to you, a side I much prefer WORDS: about 300 OUTFIT: clicketh COMMENTS: here ya go lil' Krissy LYRICS: Mardy Bum- Arctic Monkeys
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Post by michelle on Apr 26, 2011 19:37:43 GMT -5
The day had been boring, unsurprisingly. She didn't really do anything around here. The people didn't interest her, the only person she even liked, Jeff, was always off with others. Others she didn't particularly like. She spent most of her days in her dorm, listening to music. She dearly missed home, she would just like to get through this school so she could go home and go back to her old lifestyle. She'd be having the time of her life. But no, she had to be stuck in this school, just because she liked to party. She had to admit that when she first came to this school, she had some fun, but now things have settled down and it was boring as hell. It was slowly driving her insane, she needed to have some fun. That was her lifestyle, going to parties and just going crazy. That was what her reputation floated around back at home, but not here. Here, no one even know who she was.
Michelle sighed as she turned on some music, loud, before tossing herself on her bed and running a hand through her short hair. She began to play with the end of her shirt and closed her eyes. Her thoughts went to Jeff almost automatically. She couldn't deny that she was jealous about these girls that she had heard about, but she didn't get obsessive about it. They weren't official or anything anymore, so it didn't matter. Hell, she should go find herself to have fun with, but no. She insisted on just laying around in her room. This was so unlike her. It was like this place was sucking the life out of her. Letting out a frustrated groan, she sat up and looked out of the window in her room.
It didn't take long until someone knocked on her door. Her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion and she slid off of her bed, walking over to the door and opening it up. There stood the one boy she was always happy to see. Her eyes lightened up and a smile came to her lips, "Hey," She said in a quiet tone, immediately moving aside so that he could come inside.
TAG: jeff WORDS: [/color] 378 MUSE:[/color] what the hell - avril lavigne CLOTHES:[/color] click.NOTES:[/color] blah blah blah, this sucks. CREDIT:[/color] TILLY of caution 2.0.[/font][/left][/size]
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