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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 13, 2006 22:11:54 GMT -5
Summer never drove to school. She always walked or biked. It helped the envoirnment more that way. As Summer walked up to the school, wearing her usual recyle pin, cargo pants and flower t-shirt and Her canvas messenger bag danngling, she desided not to enter the school yet. It was a beautiful day and so she desided to sit under a tree. She noticed the perfect one and sat under it.
She opened her bag and pulled out her sketchbook. She always loved to draw, especially the things around her. Like all the trees and the flowers.
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Post by Nick Willows on Apr 14, 2006 11:56:03 GMT -5
Nick jogged to school, as he loved to exercise like jogging, and sports, and lifting weights. His house was about a block away from the school, he walked to the enterance and saw a girl named Summer Jones, Nick walked up to her and said; "hey."
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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 14, 2006 12:03:25 GMT -5
Summer looked up and noticed a Jock named Nick Willows. And he was tryed to communicate with an Individual like her. Woah the world must be flat. She smiled at him and sighed. "Hey...whats up?" She asked smiling.
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Post by Nick Willows on Apr 15, 2006 16:45:50 GMT -5
"I'm good, you?" said Nick.
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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 15, 2006 16:56:51 GMT -5
Summer sighed and smiled. "I guess I'm okay." She looked to her books and then to Nick again. "Do you want to sit down and maybe take a break?" She asked, hoping the answer would be yes.
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Angel
Sophomore
Individual President of Dance Comitee
i'm your worst nightmare
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Post by Angel on Apr 16, 2006 22:16:34 GMT -5
Angel walked down the sidewalk on her way to school in black cargo pants and a black tank top. She reached the entrance of the school and looked at her watch, she had pleanty of time so she decided to sit down and try and finish some homewrok she forgot to do. She sat down in the shade where you could look out and see everything. She pulled out her math book and her notebook for that class and a pencil as she started to do the problems.
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Post by Nick Willows on Apr 24, 2006 17:08:53 GMT -5
Nick said; "later, i got too go,". He headed for a bench in front of the fountain. He pulled out his algebra hhomework, and started to finish it.
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Angel
Sophomore
Individual President of Dance Comitee
i'm your worst nightmare
Posts: 402
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Post by Angel on Apr 24, 2006 22:47:32 GMT -5
Angel looked up as she saw a boy pull out his homework. She chuckled a bit as she went back to doing hers. Most people were probably to busy here with boy drama or school activities to do their homework.
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