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Post by Jenni Camilla Skye`` on Sept 27, 2008 14:29:09 GMT -7
Outfit
Jenni walked into the crowded hallway, it was the first day. She knew no one here, everyone from her middle school went to a different high school, she was glad about that before but now...not so sure.
"Ow," Jenni said as she bumped into a pole, she always bumped into things... she smoothed her outfit and kept walking, hoping no one saw what a klutz she was. Today, she was wearing a black dress with glittery trim, with bright red Converse shoes which she doodled on with black marker.
Jenni was walking down the hallway, looking for her new locker when she finally spotted it. There were a group of people in front of it so she went up to them and shyly said "Excuse me." She opened her locker and a piece of paper fell out, so she bent down to pick them up, her brown hair falling in front of her face. She read the paper and gave a little gasp then shoved it into her messenger bag. She closed her locker and was just about to walk away when she realized she had forgotten to put the sweater in her bag, so she turned to open it. 23-17-10, she pulled, and it didn't open, 23-17-5? Nope, 23-17-0! "Aw man!" she gave a little cry in frustration when she realized she had forgotten her combo.
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Post by Logan Blake Aston on Sept 27, 2008 18:16:57 GMT -7
Logan walked down the crowded halls, swerving around groups of friends that were reconnecting after summer vacation. He always thought of the first day of school to be a bitter and sweet event, leaving his family behind in his small hometown with one less extra pair of hands to returning to his last year of high school and meeting back up with his friends. The feeling of guilt and yet content were deep inside of him as he continued down the halls to his locker.
Slipping around a group of cheerleaders to reach the metal locker, he said "Excuse me," with a slight smile. Turning the numbers 14, 7, and 5, he easily opened the locker, that held his various books and random sports equipment. Pulling out his Calculus book while stuffing his football jersey in it's place, he heard a girl give out a frustrated cry. Shutting his locker, Logan moved towards her, shifting the books to his left hand. "See the trick is to turn the lock twice to the right and slam as hard as you can," as he said these words his fist slammed into the locker, causing a loud bang to occur and the locker to pop open. Smiling down at the girl, he said "Hi I'm Logan."
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Post by Jenni Camilla Skye`` on Sept 28, 2008 13:54:10 GMT -7
Jenni gave a small yelp of surprise as the boy slammed her locker. However, the locker opened, and he introduced himself as Logan to her.
She looked up as she stuffed her things in her locker and put up a few colourful magnets to make the locker more lived in, "Thanks." smiled, revealing her cheek's dimples.
She grabbed a few books, "I'm Jenni. You can call me Jenni or Cammie." she introduced herself to Logan, then gave a small laugh, "You know, if it wasn't for you, I'd probably still be standing here when he dismissal bell rings."
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Post by Logan Blake Aston on Sept 28, 2008 15:26:59 GMT -7
Seeing a bit surprised, Logan couldn't help but chuckle. Putting his hand out to shake hers, he said "Well it's nice to meet you Jenni. I hope I didn't give you a heart attack or something because to tell you the truth I'm a little rusty on my first aid techniques." Running a hand through his curly blond hair, Logan said "I bet someone else would come around and help you. Some of the students here may seem stuck up but there are some really kind ones as well."
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Post by Jenni Camilla Skye`` on Sept 28, 2008 16:24:04 GMT -7
Jenni nodded, "Yeah, but they'd probably not notice me." she said, referring to her height. Compared to most people, she was usually the shortest, even on tip toes. At 4'9", Jenni usually goes unnoticed sometimes, but she's gotten used to it. She held up her hand then lowered it, using hand gestures to show the height difference between her and the average person.
"And of course, it's a pleasure to meet you too." Jenni said, shaking his hand.
She gathered her books in her arms, tipping a bit to one side due to the weight, "So what's there to do around here?" Jenni asked, she wanted to hit a club soon and who better to ask than a local. At least she thought he was a local.
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Post by Logan Blake Aston on Sept 28, 2008 17:10:57 GMT -7
Logan shook his head in disagreement, "Any sane guy would notice a beautiful girl like yourself," he said. He wasn't lying she was defiantly beautiful but he meant no harm. He already had the prefect girl, well almost.
"Well we have some very excellent sports teams here and some pretty interesting clubs, but of course there is the local nightclub, I don't personally go there often , and some other cool things in town," he replied. He personally was the sports guy and wasn't too involved in the clubs or crazy nightlife.
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Post by Jenni Camilla Skye`` on Oct 1, 2008 14:00:54 GMT -7
Jenni blushed a light shade of pink, whenever someone complimented her looks, she would blush.
"I've already signed up for sports and clubs." Jenni informed Logan, "Nightclub eh...?" and just then, a mischievous look flashed in her eye but it was gone in a second, "I'll be sure to check that out.
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Post by Logan Blake Aston on Oct 1, 2008 16:02:05 GMT -7
Noticing Jenni's change in color as he commented on her appearance, Logan just brushed that off as an uncontrollable reaction when someone looked too closely at her.
Running his hand through his curly, blond hair, Logan said "Oh really? Which ones?," completely interested. He'd always loved the competitive ways that test you of sports but always how the team becomes some of your best friends and even family. Watching Jenni's reaction to the word night club, Logan couldn't help but smile. "Yeah most kids from school hang out there on Friday night, especially the most known ones."
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Post by Hatsuhana Echizen on Oct 1, 2008 21:54:28 GMT -7
Opening her locker door. Hatsuhana stuffed up things that she would not be using inher first class. Dropping some stuff on the floor. She picked them up and hurriedly stuffed them in her locker. She locked her locker. She walked around the hallway, Carrying her books and folder in her hand. Now, she walked into the direction of the two people talking, not noticing that they were there. She bumped into the girl and let out a faint 'ouch.'
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