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Post by Jimmi Conelly on Apr 25, 2006 15:01:47 GMT -5
Jimmi was wearing his Blue training jacket and black sport trousers with white trainers, his hair was flowing as usual. Jimmi unlocked his locker and reterved his bag, there were pictures of boxers on his locker door and one of a random slut with boxing gloves on. Every male had to have some slutty picture in their locker and it did relate to his favourite sport, so he figured it was okay, and at the moment there was only one girl on his mind anyway - Artemis. He reteived his bag and unzipped it getting out his cell phone which had two missed calls off his mother, 'what do you want.' he said under his breath.
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Post by x---Lindsay---> ♥ on Apr 25, 2006 17:23:03 GMT -5
Lindsay was fumbling with her locker when she noticed a boy two lockers away. She continued to turn the dial on the lock without success. Wait, she'd seen that guy before. But where? Never mind it. Then she heard something she wasn't expecting What do you want?. Lindsay thought he was talking to her and let out an angry, "Excuse you?" What was his problem. Whatever his was, hers was a hundred times worse and Lindsay was NOT in the mood for this crap. She brushed down her black dress that has pink ribbon tied around the waist. She jolted her locker open finally.
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Post by Jimmi Conelly on Apr 27, 2006 10:17:11 GMT -5
Jimmi turned to the girl, 'pardon?' he said, 'oh, sorry i was talking to my self, missed calls off the parents, very annoying.' he said smiling slightly. well, she obviously was an earwigger, she obviously did not see the cell phone in his hand and since he was looking at it when she said it, he got quite confused. He placed his phone into his pocket and locked his locker placing the locker key in the opposite pocket to her phone.
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Post by x---Lindsay---> ♥ on Apr 27, 2006 15:28:21 GMT -5
"Oh." she said with a small huff. She sighed and then grabbed some books out of her locker. She choked back tears. Yes, she was thinking about everything that happened this week. She wished she could take back loving him. She wished he hadn't of cheated even more though. She sighed and let a tear drip down her face, trying to take the thoughts away seemed like an impossible task.
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