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Post by Leola Owens on Jun 13, 2009 9:45:18 GMT -5
For the past few nights, Leola hadn't been sleeping well. Every night had been the same, just tossing and turning. It was like she was trying to get a vision but nothing was happening. It just left her was a large headache which was why she had on her dark sunglasses in class today. She looked like she was suffering from a hangover if only that was the case it could have been easily fixed.
The classroom was still empty but Leola knew that wasn't going to be the case in a few minutes when the bell rang. She sat down behind her desk with her head in her hands. Her head was pounding. She tried everything for a headache but nothing seemed to work right now. She sighed and waited for class to begin. She wasn't going to have them do much today since she didn't feel like doing her job today.
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Post by Olivia Landon on Jun 13, 2009 12:42:57 GMT -5
Olivia was the first one to enter the room. She usually was when it was art class. The room was quiet and still. Ms. Owens was behind the desk, not looking so well. Leola was not only her art teacher but also her boss at the book store. The two of them had spent a lot of time together and so had a bond.
"Are you okay?' Olivia asked worried as she put down her stuff at her desk. Leola lifted are head and nodded some when she saw taht it was Olivia.
"Just a headache. Today's going to be a pretty easy day. " Olivia nodded and just got out her project which was an oil painting. She wasn't sure who the person in the painting was but she just continued to paint. She would often just go into trances and just let creativity take her some where.
As she set up her painting, she looked at the man. He had shoulder length dark hair and greenish-blue eyes. He reminded her of the guy, Ville she had met at the bar. She wondered why she was thinking about him so much lately.
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Post by Shane Collins on Jun 14, 2009 11:57:23 GMT -5
It was shane's first day and it was going okay though he did not want to wake up at all this morning. He had grown use to waking up at around noon not before 8am. It took him pretty much half of the day just to really wake up and to realize that he was in school. It wasn't his choice to go back to school, the company told him he had to go back specifically to this school. They told him that there was something up and that he had to be inside the school to keep a look out.
The moment he stepped foot onto school grounds, he knew this place was filled with rich snubs. They all had that uniform look to them that gave it away. Lucky he managed to keep his head down and not to bother with them.
THe first few classes went by like nothing happened. He looked down at his schedule and frowned, "Art?" He wanted music. He made a grunt and handed off into the direction of the art classroom. When he entered he noticed one girl toward the back of the classroom stepping up his stuff. He figured she was one of those good students that get to class early. He shook his head not getting those girls. When he eyed the teacher, he smirked. The teacher looked just like he felt. He walked up to her desk and handed her his form that she had to sign.
She didn't even look up from the desk.
"Hello Shane"
Her voice sounded so confident that it was him and yet she didn't look at the form or at him. Leola took his form and signed it and handed back to him.
"You may have a pass on today's work since the students are working on their projects. " Shane nodded, he didn't mind not having to work. He picked a seat in the back away from everybody.
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Post by Abigail Rosen on Jun 14, 2009 13:11:10 GMT -5
Abby entered the classroom quietly, head down and eyes adverted as always. She didn't like being seen. She wasn't shy - just skidish. Fearful. "Good morning." She said to the teacher as she made her way to the back of class. But there was someone in her normal seat.
"Excuse me, but - um that's my... Nevermind." She flustered and sat down in the seat beside the sandy haired guy. He was new. She gave a weak smile to him and pulled out her art portfolio.
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Post by Shane Collins on Jun 14, 2009 13:18:32 GMT -5
Shane had been sitting back in his chair with two of the legs of the chair up in the air. He was just relaxing, reading a car parts magazine. It wasn't exactly reading it was more like making a wish list. He had nothing better to do.
"Excuse me, but - um that's my... Nevermind." Shane wasn't even sure if that was a sentence. He looked up from his magazine and his chair hit the ground in a lound thump. She was cute. He especially liked her blue eyes.
'Am I in your seat? Im so sorry. I'm new. First day actually. My name is Shane" He smiled at the girl, hopeing he didn't scare her off.
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Post by Abigail Rosen on Jun 14, 2009 13:27:10 GMT -5
'Am I in your seat? Im so sorry. I'm new. First day acctually. My name is Shane." He spoke to her and she turned to face him. She brushed back a lock of her blonde hair and smiled back.
"I'm Abigail, Abby. And yeah you are in my seat. It's fine. Just remember it next time." She laughed chimily, saying her last sentence with mock athourity. She blushed when she realized he was quite cute.
"So where did you come here from?" She thought she might as well ask questions, he seemed like backrow kinda guy, and she was a backrow girl - so if they were any other classes they'd probably be together.
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Post by Shane Collins on Jun 14, 2009 13:47:25 GMT -5
"I'm Abigail, Abby. And yeah you are in my seat. It's fine. Just remember it next time." Shane acted surprise by her mocking voice since he really was. He at first thought that she would only be a mousy quiet girl but maybe she wasn't. When she moved away the piece of her hair, he was able to check out more of her face. She was quite cute. He hoped that she would have the personality to match.
"Alright, alright. I promise next time you will get your seat back"
"So where did you come here from?" Shane thought about it for a moment. He couldn't exactly say Morganville since for one thing no one would know about it and two there were too many secrets there.
"Texas." His voice carried that southern accent that he couldn't hide. It was just embedded into him.
And what about you? Are you from around here? I could use someone to help me out around town."
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Post by Gia Alpert on Jun 14, 2009 13:52:43 GMT -5
Gia walked into Art, feeling a little confused. And still hungover. Callie left her feeling...Gia didn't know. There was something about that blonde that mader "spidey-sense" tingle. She seemed normal enough, but there was something else that seemed...off about her. Goddess, her head was pounding. As she quickly swallowed two more aspirin, she looking at Leola and felt a little better. At least she wasn't the only one who was in a bad mood. "You okay, Ms. Owens? You don't look so hot."
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Post by Abigail Rosen on Jun 14, 2009 14:33:20 GMT -5
Abby grinned at his words, trying to contain herself some. She couldn't help but feel that rush when anyone spoke to her. She pushed herself into being anti-social because of all she had been through, but she realized in these moments that she needed to talk.
"Long way away from home, Tex." She grinned, but it faded as he asked where she was from. "I'm born, bred, and raised here. New Yorker." She gave a sweet smile at him, and began doodling a picture of a forest. She looked back up at him, pushing her annoying lock of hair behind her ear again and biting her lip nervously."I'm sure you'll find your way around, but I can help if you want me to."
Abby wondered what her dad would think, her brother. She hated them, and could care less about their opinions. But feared her making friends.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 14, 2009 22:57:24 GMT -5
I hate art, Callie thought as she walked to the class. She pulled on the Messenger bags strap and looked on the ground thinking about Gia. She was so facinating, something indeed was entertaining about her...something Cal wanted to put her finger on. NO! No fondling while Caleb is here, but then agian....god i need a hit of blood before i get over my head.
Callie looked up ahead to see the door already figuring she'll make it there before shes late. She walked through and saw Mrs. Owens and so new and other people. She sat down in her usual spot beside Ollie and took out her "project". It was a hand drawn angel with feathers fallen beneath them, and it was crying. She saw it in a dream and decided hell, Project screamed all over it. She smiled to Ollie and looked down at her own project. "Whose the hot guy?" Callie asked looking at the man in the picture.
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Post by Olivia Landon on Jun 15, 2009 12:27:01 GMT -5
Olivia noticed people filling into the room, some new guy and girl plus Gia. Olivia had been working on her project so she just noticed them from the corner of her eyes. She had her charcoal out and was working on her portrait of Ville. He was just an unqiue guy. She couldnt figure out why she kissed him last night. It must have been just the heat of the moment. He did just happened to save her life.
"Whose the hot guy?" Olivia looked up to see Callie sitting next to her. She was so happy to see her friend, whom haven't seen since that crazy night with Max.
"Callie! Hey! I've missed you. I haven't seen you around. Oh Who?' She looked at her drawing then back at Callie.
"Just some guy I met at the bar the other night." She thought about it for a moment and decided she should tell Callie about it.
"Well actually there is more to that than just that. He saved me and Brianna from Caleb. Caleb tried to attack us outside of the bar and Ville"She pointed to the picture when she said Ville "And Ryan, who is this guy Brianna met, both saved us by fighting off Caleb. " Olivia had said all of this in a quiet whisper so that only Callie could hear.
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Post by Leola Owens on Jun 15, 2009 12:41:35 GMT -5
Leola had been at her desk as the new kid, Shane, walked in and gave her his form for his first day. She quickly signed it and handed back to him. She dismissed him to just chill for the rest of the day. After him a few more students, came in but Leola just stayed at her desk with her dark sunglasses on.
"You okay, Ms. Owens? You don't look so hot."
"I'm hanging in there, Gia.Thank you" Leola didn't look up until the end. She gave Gia a small smile.
"Yes having been sleeping well. " Leola rubbed her eye under the sunglasses.
"How are you doing? "
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 15, 2009 16:49:29 GMT -5
Callie kept a controlled look as she put her hand on Ollie's shoulder. "Was this Caleb hurt? I mean....what happened??" shes asked, true worry in my voice. Callie no longer knew what to do...choose between the man she loved or the friends she loved....in the end she knew what she would choose.
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Post by Olivia Landon on Jun 15, 2009 17:17:03 GMT -5
"Was this Caleb hurt? I mean....what happened??" Olivia paused for a moment after Callie asked the first question. She wasn't sure why she would ask if Olivia's attacker was hurt or not. Maybe it was to see if he would be coming back for more.
"Ville said he ran off. I think he is still after us." Olivia looked really worried. She hardly slept the night before even if Ville was out there protecting her.
"What happened was...I was leaving the bar with Ville and we had an arguement. I ran off and Caleb grabbed me. He nearly choke me to death if it wasn't for ville...i would have..." Olivia lowered her turtleneck to show Callie the bruises around her neck.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 15, 2009 17:21:20 GMT -5
Her hands imeeditly went to her mouth, but she slowly touch her bruises, she was thankful Caleb had escaped and that so did Ollie. She smiled weakly and hugged Olivia, trying to hurry up the akwardness before anyone noticed. "Thank god, your okay" Callie whispered to her, squeezing around her waist. She pulled back and looked back to the picture. Why does he seem so familar? She soon shook the thought away and smiled at Ollie, knowing the truth.
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