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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 15, 2006 21:51:16 GMT -5
Summer walked into the school and went immediately to her locker. She moned and groned trying to open her lock and sighed when she finally got it open. She forgot to do her english homework last night so she had to do a crappy job finishing it today. It was all about Shakespeares: Romeo and Juliette too. Ah, such a heatbreaking Romance...not.
Summer threw her bag into her locker and took out her English homework. She then sat infront of her locker and started to do it.
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Post by Sam Vance on Apr 15, 2006 22:08:37 GMT -5
Sam walked into the school, avoiding anyone and everyone. His eyes were cast down, and he was wearing the usual black. Headphones were over his ears, and you could hear the lyrics from twenty feet away. After kicking it a few times and turning the dial a few hundred times, Sam finally opened his locker and into it shoved the books he wouldn't be needing for his morning classes. His bag was still uncomfortable heavy. Why they made students carry a thirty pound backpack, he didn't know. "Damn," Sam muttered, as several books unexpectedly slipped out of his bag. He picked them all back up again and crammed them back in the bag.
The bell rang at that moment, and Sam gave a small sigh. He was used to being late for class, but a letter had been sent home about his tardies, and his parents were threatening to make him walk to school. Not that he would mind, but they might take away his stereo, too, and he would mind that. He turned a corner and saw a girl sitting with her back against a locker, apparently finishing some last minute homework. It was Summer Jones, one of Sam's best friends. They had met at a concert a few years back, and had been best friends since. They had a lot in common.
"There's a reason they call it homework, you know," Sam said with a smile, sliding down the lockers to sit next to Summer. Sam never did his homework anyway, so he was being hypocritical. But hey, that was normal for him.
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Post by Summer Jones on Apr 16, 2006 9:22:54 GMT -5
Summer sighed she was stuck on this question. She looked over to see one of her best friends, Sam Vance sitting beside her. She looked over to him and smiled at what he said. "Thanks Sam, that so helped." She said sarcasticly and smiled. "Yeah well...atleast I do my homework." She said and smirked. "What are you up to?" She asked. "Oh and by the way, do you like Shakespeare?"
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