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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 28, 2008 20:45:21 GMT -6
Book things story.... Here it is
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Post by Crest on Aug 28, 2008 20:45:59 GMT -6
alright.
So who is the guy who is the girl?
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 28, 2008 20:48:44 GMT -6
Well which are you better at, I'll you have the upper hand...I think that is the saying...whatever
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Post by Crest on Aug 28, 2008 20:53:25 GMT -6
I guess I will be the guy... I mean I guess I am better at them.... how old?
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 28, 2008 20:58:10 GMT -6
hmmm...9 10 11?
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Post by Crest on Aug 28, 2008 20:58:30 GMT -6
10.........
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 28, 2008 20:58:31 GMT -6
Do you want to be the main or the uh, secondary?
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Post by Crest on Aug 28, 2008 21:04:17 GMT -6
secondary
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 28, 2008 21:08:18 GMT -6
Alright, what are you going to name your character, make a bio lol.
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Post by Crest on Aug 28, 2008 21:12:56 GMT -6
Name: Dex Age: 17 Appearence: A ratty yellow shirt, black jeans torn at the hem and knees. A hat over his short messy black hair. Tan skin. dirt all over him. and a book. 6 feet 1 inches tall. Fit body has abs and regular biceps.
um.. so who is the one that goes in the tree and is reading all the time?
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 28, 2008 21:44:10 GMT -6
Me I guess...
Name: Sheya Age: 10 Appearence: Elegant school dress with purple flowers covering it and a green shrug. Only on wednesdays does she wear a hat and tuesdays on thursdays gloves. Much rather just be in jeans and a black t shirt but her mother forbids it but on the weekends, while her mother is at meetings, she sneaks into the boys locker room at her school and puts on things in the lost and found. Always has a book in her hand. Pale skin. Always clean. 4 feet 4 inches tall.
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Post by Crest on Aug 29, 2008 9:44:49 GMT -6
Dex began his long morning walk to school. He didn't know why he always went. There was no one forcing him to. his mother was never home and his dad was drunk most of the time. He looked at the dieing grass as he walked out of his neighborhood.
When he got to school he sat on the front steps and sighed deeply awaiting the boring day yo come.
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 29, 2008 10:26:21 GMT -6
Sheya gave her mother her morning kiss as she woke her up. Sheya sat straight up in bed and looked at her calendar. Was today the day? Was it finally Wednesday? After her mom had left her bedroom, Sheya stood up on her bed and hopped over to her dresser. She didn't like most things in her wardrobe except on Wednesdays she was allowed to wear hats. Standing on her tippy toes to reach the top draw, Sheya slid her hand in and felt around, it was empty. How could it be empty? Still in her night gown, Sheya sped down the hall and down the stairs leading straight into the platinium(sp?) kitchen. "Oh, Dearest Mother" Years of propper girliness school had taught her that, "What ever happened to my hats? You know I love my hats." "Sheya, dear dear, Sheya. Hats are no longer appropriate. For on, they are so out of style. Two, all of yours were filthy. Now run up stars and put on that pretty dress that your mother bought you." Clairrice (her mother) gave a heart warming smile, though it didn't seem all that heart warming. Sheya reluctantly dragged her feet upstairs and put on the white dress with pink flowers and puffy sleeves that her Clairrice had bought her. Before she headed into the bathroom she looked in her mirror. She smiled and then shook her head, frowning. Once in the bathroom, Sheya brushed the rats in her hair and brushed her teeth. She knew breakfast would taste awful now, but at least she would get it over with. Hurrying downstairs she sat on a stool at the breakfast bar. Clairrice handed her a nutrition bar and said, "I don't want you getting fat on me." Sheya nodded and ate it slowly. After a bad breakfast, Clairrice said "ta-ta" and left her home alone, expecting her to go to school. She did. Sheya walked the four blocks very slowly and tried smiling at people riding their bike, passing her. It was worthless. Sheya reached into her bag and grabbed a book, Peter Pan. She seemed to look up to the characters in story's and Clairrice always labeled her as nuts. The part of the day Sheya was really looking forward to was recess.
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Post by Crest on Aug 29, 2008 10:40:49 GMT -6
Dex sat there. when no one seemed to notice him he grabbed his book, Surviving the Applewhites. He liked this book. The boy in the book had such a bad backround and it reminded him of himself. He sighed and began to read. The bell rung and he held his book in his hand and got up. He somberly walked inside and walked to his fisrt class. He only class that he liked, math. After math he walked to the next class. But first he was dragged into the boys bathroom by the school bully, jacko. He was dunked into the tooilet and was given the daily swirly. He was kicked out of the bathroom, literally kicked, and walked to class. He sighed as he still had a couple periods until recess.
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Post by MeeheeMegan(: on Aug 29, 2008 10:54:17 GMT -6
*yay, I made it so we can swear, lol I love being the admin I love that book! BTW, he doesn't have to go to school, that's the way I'd pictured him but it's just a suggestion.* Once at school, Sheya walked to her classroom. Her teacher, Miss Heather, was very strict and seemed to dislike her. Somberly, Sheya walked to her desk in the 5th row, exactly in the middle. Every girl stared at her as if she were an animal. A dangerous animal that needed to be killed. They eyed her suspiciously but stayed in their desks. She sat down and put her bag on the floor. "Thank you, Miss Youngwood, for hurrying ever so quickly to your desk." She frowned and turned to the chalk board, on it she wrote in big letters "ANIMAL BEHAVIORS." How appropriate, Sheya thought. Sheya took out her note book and began the long day.
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