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Post by Alex Samuels on May 26, 2009 21:21:20 GMT -5
Alex walked into the classroom late today, and her mood was of course, totaly dark. Just yesterday she had gone to a party, been murdered by a vampire, come back to life, killed that same vampire, and lost her brother, all in one day. She was wearing her regular clothes today, instead of her uniform, because she didn't really feel like wearing her uniform anymore. Alex had decided that she would change not just her clothing, but her attitude and personality as well. Quiet, innocent and shy Alex was gone, and the new flirty, wild and untamable Alex was here to stay.
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Post by Jacob Black on May 26, 2009 22:42:03 GMT -5
Jacob walked into class, and he saw the girl who had died at teh party. He just shrugged. So many things happened with the cullens that werent normal, why should a witch coming back from teh dead be any different.
He took a seat next to her. He was getting worried about Renesmee when she stayed away for so long, but now, he didnt really care. He was still imprinted with her, yes, but she was drifting away from him, why couldnt he go out with other girls while she was off, doing who knew what.
He immeaditly crossed off the Alex girl off his list, he smelled the imprint on her. But he knew she had friends, he thought about the Olivia one imparticular.
"Hey, Im Jake," He said after sitting down, wanting to get to know the girl, becuse if she was imprinted, then it would be best to make nice.
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Post by Alex Samuels on May 26, 2009 22:46:07 GMT -5
"Hey, Im Jake,"
Alex looked up at the large guy that had sat down next to her and smiled. "Hi. Im Alex B- uh, Samuels." She said, almost saying her foster last name, but saying her birth name instead. Alex had told her friends that she was a foster kid, so the secret was out, so, she figured why bother going by her foster name anymore. She was gonna go by Samuels from now on, like Ben always had. "You were my brother's friend right? Ben?"
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Post by Jacob Black on May 26, 2009 23:03:41 GMT -5
Jake's face fell, He didnt want to think it was true, but it was. He himself was called in to identify the body. He barely could. It was bruised up. He smelled Emmett all over him. As soon as he could process it, he would deal with it, but it sat there, simmering at the back of his mind.
"Yah, yah I knew him," He said, looking away, then back. He thought if Ben as a brother, this one cut deep for him. Specially when he didnt have any others of his kind around.
"How are you taking it?"
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Lucy
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When Love Is a Gun Separating Me From You
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Post by Lucy on May 26, 2009 23:08:19 GMT -5
Lucy falls toward the chairs, watching which is unoccupied, she saw one behind a girl (alex), se go and take sit.
~shes fighting with herself: talk? no talk? talk? no talk? SILENCE!~
"Hey.. hum im Lucy" says to the girl front of her.
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Post by Jacob Black on May 26, 2009 23:29:11 GMT -5
Jacob looked at Alex, then at the girl.
"Im Jacob, you can call me Jake though," He said, smiling at her, a very charming smile. If he was going to start to flirt with girls, might as well start now.
He shifted in his seat, looking back at Lucy.
"You new here Lucy?" He asked, not exactly knowing how to flirt really. But he had a feeling that he would know pretty soon.
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Lucy
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When Love Is a Gun Separating Me From You
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Post by Lucy on May 26, 2009 23:45:02 GMT -5
~Nervous~ Oh.. Jake.. he has a charming smile(lucy makes a dumb face)
"Yes im new, its my first class, nice to meet you jake"
That guy definately was handsome...
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Post by rosaliehale on May 27, 2009 9:42:42 GMT -5
Rosalie walked in, late of course. She had just found out that she was in this class. She walked in, and sat in the back. She looked around at the other students. Two she saw, looked very familiar, but she couldn't place it. Those same two also looked different. She gave a small smile. What she really wanted to do, was figure out what was going on. Everything was strange to her. Deciding, that she didn't want to be alone in this confusion, she moved herself. Next to the group. Behind the boy. "Hello." She muttered, sitting down.
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Post by William Demonte on May 27, 2009 10:16:45 GMT -5
Today was not a day that Mr. Demonte felt like dealing with. Already, the dumb teens that were in his earlier classes pissed the crap out of him. It seemed as they all looked at him, knowing what happened the other day... not that their opinion mattered. But William Demonte was a strong person who was extremely concerned with what others thought of him. He had to be the best at everything and feared for everything else. He wanted the boys to want to be him and the girls to long to be in his pants. He was not supposed to be laughed at for his actions. And blackmail? That Gia Alpert would pay.
He slid into the classroom quickly yet quietly, leaving a breeze behind him as he walked. His attire consisted of all black today with a dark burgundy tie, mirroring his mood of hidden anger and a bit of shame. Of course the only emotion played across his face that was noticable to the students was his usual arrogance. He swung his case up onto his desk which gave a resonating smacking sound as it hit the wood, startling some of the class.
"Be quiet, all of you," Mr. Demonte barked at the students still blabbering on. Sometimes he wondered why he had this stupid job teaching stupid kids. Oh right, the money. The Parthenon was a private school with the wealthiest students. Mr. Demonte was overjoyed when he was first hired and found out how much his first pay check would consist of.
He took out the folder and notebook for this class where all of his lesson plans and notes were neatly organzied. Grabbing his notebook and flipping to that day's page of notes, he turned around swiftly and started writing the notes on the chalkboard in his usual chicken scrath handwriting.
"I hope you have all bought and have begun to read Pillars of the Earth to continue our study of writing around that time period," he said flatly with his back still turned away from the class. "Someone tell about how it begins and the characters that are introduced," he started as he turned to face the class, tossing his chalk onto his desk. "Prove to me you did some kind of work. Or are you all slackers?"
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Post by Dion Valentine on May 27, 2009 10:45:55 GMT -5
Dion slide right into English class, just a few minutes late. He was wearing his usual get-up of thick black boots, ultra tight black pants, an out of uniform t-shirt and a vest over top of it. His hair was spiked up giving him extra height that he didn't need. As he walked in, he smiled sweetly at Mr. D, who was his favorite teacher to flirt with. He took a seat by one of the new girls he had yet to meet (Rosalie) but soon will. He eyed her and the lustous guy (jake) sitting in front of her. "Why hello there newbie" He said to Rosalie with a big smile on his face. As Mr. Demonte asked the class the question on the book, Dion raised his hand. Dion liked to keep up in the class to get on Mr. Demonte's nerves. Though keeping up to Dion was going on wikipedia a lot. He kept his hand raised to see if Mr. D would call on him.
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Post by Alex Samuels on May 27, 2009 10:56:33 GMT -5
"I hope you have all bought and have begun to read Pillars of the Earth to continue our study of writing around that time period,"
"Why don't you just stab me with a fork? That would be much less painful." Alex said, not really meaning to say it out loud, but, oh well.
"Someone tell about how it begins and the characters that are introduced," "Prove to me you did some kind of work. Or are you all slackers?"
Alex smirked and rolled her eyes. Of course she was a slacker in his class. Especially cause he was so easily tempered, and that just made it even more fun for Alex.
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Post by rosaliehale on May 27, 2009 11:07:17 GMT -5
Rosalie jumped when she heard someone sit down next to her, and start talking to her.
"Why hello there newbie." She smiled a bit.
"Hello. I'm Rosalie." She said almost quietly. She watched as he raised his hand to answer the question the teacher asked. She saw him look at the guy in front of her as well. She didn't know if she had done those things, she was still trying to figure everything out. ANd hse still believed that big guy to be crazy. Seriously, dying in 1933, and being alive in 2009? Not possible! She sighed, and opened her notebook, and found a lot of notes... and pictures. She raised an eyebrow at them, and sighed again. The first one she turned to was of Dr Cullen, and Mrs Cullen. But Edward was there, and he had his arm around a dark haired girl, who had her arms around a girl about the same age as them. Next to the other girl was the guy sitting right in front of her. On the other side of Dr Cullen, stood Rosalie, but she was in the arms of the big guy, and next to him stood some guy who looked like he was waiting to be attacked... and he was in pain. Then next to that guy was a pixie looking girl (in order from left to right: Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Bella, Nessie, and Jacob.) She shrugged, and turned to a blank page.
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Post by Dion Valentine on May 27, 2009 11:14:34 GMT -5
Dion kept his hand up as Rosalie turned around to talk to him. "Rosalie, rosalie rosalie. What a pretty name. You are lucky that old fashion names are the it thing right now or else I would have to give you a nickname. So you new around here, Hun? Oh wait of course you are cause I don't know you and if I don't know you then no one does. The name is Dion by the way. Though some call me cupid. Its became of my last name, Valentine. " He smiled at her. He did love to talk.
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Post by rosaliehale on May 27, 2009 11:21:20 GMT -5
Rosalie laughed. He did like to talk apparently. "I think I'm new here..." She didn't know how to say it. "I lost my memory awhile ago. I- I don't remember anything...." She said, not smiling anymore. Was that big guy someone she loved or something? He seemed pretty hurt by the fact she didn't remember him. "How long have you been going here?" She asked, her smile back in place.
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Post by William Demonte on May 27, 2009 11:26:40 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte sighed with a hint of annoyance. Only one person had their hand up to answer his question. Teenagers. They were probably so busy partying and screwing eachother to do my assignment. Their grades will reflect that.
He pointed at the crazy haired boy, Dion." Fine. You. Impress me." His arms folded across his chest as a smirk played on his lips. He was hoping the kid had no idea what he was talking about so he could embarrass him in front of the class. Not that he wasn't already embarrassing himself in the first place.
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