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Jul 30, 2006 22:00:55 GMT -5
Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Jul 30, 2006 22:00:55 GMT -5
Alex walked onto the shore of the lake. She saw a few girls she knew and went over to talk to them. Once they had to leave, she looked out onto the black, glassy lake. She glared at her reflection. She had on a baby-blue tanktop under a black tanktop, with some white-cargo bermuda shorts, and a pair of black flip-flops with baby-blue straps. Her hair was down and wavy, and she had mascara on. She looked around to see if any teachers or snichs were around, then pulled out her cell phone. She opened it, and had 2 voicemails and 3 text messages. She checked the voicemails first, then made a mental note to call that person back. She then checked her text messages. The first two were from her sister and her mom; but the last one was from a tragic memory. She put her hand over her mouth deliquetly[sp?xP], her face with mixed emotions of confussion, fear, and depression. "Oh, no.." She whispered to herself.
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:04:44 GMT -5
Post by Kyro Renzingata on Jul 30, 2006 22:04:44 GMT -5
Kyro walked around the edge of the lake. and looked at the very calm waters. He was a new arrival, and yet nobody has talked to him yet. Kyro sighed for a moment, pinched the bridge of his nose, and continued to walk around the lake. He eventually saw a girl looking into her ceel phone with a troubled look. Kyro walked up to her and with a simple "Hello" he hoped to gain a friend.
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:07:02 GMT -5
Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Jul 30, 2006 22:07:02 GMT -5
She jumped at the voice of someone else. She shook her head slightly, furiously wiped her nose, and closed her cell phone. She looked up, giving a weak smile. "Hey.. I'm.. Alex." She said, slightly stuttering.
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:13:36 GMT -5
Post by Kyro Renzingata on Jul 30, 2006 22:13:36 GMT -5
"Hello, I'm Kyro," he said with a warm smile, "How are you?"
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:16:53 GMT -5
Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Jul 30, 2006 22:16:53 GMT -5
She pondered that question for a second. "Umm, I'm good." She looked down at her feet, knowing she had lied. She took a sigh. "Actually, not so good. You?" she sniffled.
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:18:02 GMT -5
Post by Kyro Renzingata on Jul 30, 2006 22:18:02 GMT -5
"It's foreign here," Kyro said consdiering his thoughts for a moment. "I know it's not my place, but may I ask you what'ss wrong?"
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Hina
Stalker
Don't go back now. We've gone too far. Leave me no regret.
Posts: 979
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:22:04 GMT -5
Post by Hina on Jul 30, 2006 22:22:04 GMT -5
Hina Left the school and muttered some curses aloud. She wore a white shirt and black jeans. A large black cloack covered it all as she walked outside. She glanced at the lake and hurried towards it. Hina walked past a tree and then tripped over a rock. [Haha] She got up and brushed off her cloak. She blushed when she looked up and saw Alex and a new guy staring at her. [Buahaha! I god-modded yew!] "Erm, hey Alex, hey newbie" she said and smiled.
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:24:06 GMT -5
Post by Kyro Renzingata on Jul 30, 2006 22:24:06 GMT -5
Kyro looked over at the voice and saw a girl, "Um..the name's Kyro..." Kyro muttered.
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Brett Mirth
Stalker
rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:27:00 GMT -5
Post by Brett Mirth on Jul 30, 2006 22:27:00 GMT -5
[Mwahaha I'm joining] Alana was walking down a hill that lead towards the lake. She had a toothy grin on her face and felt ever so happy. She was wearing a mint green 3/4 shirt and flared jeans.
She looked down and saw 3 people. One was an electric blond, one was a young man she had never seen before, and Hina..tripping over a rock so tiny you would think it was a pebble [lol ;D]
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Shore
Jul 30, 2006 22:27:54 GMT -5
Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Jul 30, 2006 22:27:54 GMT -5
She weakly smiled at Hina, then took a seat on a tree stump, her cellphone cluthed in her hands. She took a deep, sad sigh. She looked out at the lake again, remembering terrifying memories of the person.
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