Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 27, 2006 5:09:34 GMT -5
Alana sat in the library rubbing her eyes while holding a big book in one hand. It was Doctor Suess. I mean who is more Genius in writing poems than him? Well who cares. Her hair was done up in a messily made bun. Alana was wearing a red knit turtle neck. She wore worn out jeans, and her black boots. Set at the table was a hot cocoa with marshamellows rested on the hot liquid. Alana grinned at the poems wrote in the book and placed it on the table. She took a sip of her cocoa and got up. Looking through all the books that were placed in the low shelves she grabbed a rolling ladder [omg thoughs are sexy ;o] she grabbed the two bars and started climbing up. Alana was careful and quiet. Terrified to fall she calmed herself with a big breath.
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Post by Angel Reeves on Aug 27, 2006 5:14:09 GMT -5
Angel wrapped his arms over himself walking in the hallway. He turned and twisted around to catch a glimpse of all the rooms. He came across to a large door with old fashion handles. He kept a straight face though he wanted to laugh at this place. He grasped the handle and pulled it open. He walked into a enormious room. Angel tucked his hands in his pocket [I'm to lazy for a thing on my clothing and stuff x] ]
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 27, 2006 5:16:18 GMT -5
Alana, shocked quivered in her spot. She heard the door slam, she started climbing down fast. Once she reached the floor she saw a figure start walking down the aisle [or something.] Alana confused hid under a table.
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Post by Angel Reeves on Aug 27, 2006 5:21:43 GMT -5
Angel came across a table with 2 objects he studied carefully. A mug full of hot cocoa and a doctor suess book. He questioned them and called out "Anyone here?!"
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 27, 2006 5:23:44 GMT -5
Alana crawled out underneath the table. "Who are you?" she asked him looking at all his features. Alana rubbed her arm and grabbed her seat. She sat down and sipped cocoa waiting for his answer.
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Post by Angel Reeves on Aug 27, 2006 5:25:53 GMT -5
Angel jumped back. "Whhat? Who are you and where'd you come from?" he asked surprised by how she came out of almost no where. Brushing off his pants he forgot to reply to the question that he had been asked. "I'm Angel Reeves. A new student here..I transferred., and you are?" he stared back at the girl.
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Brett Mirth
Stalker
rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 27, 2006 5:27:56 GMT -5
Alana put down her hot drink replying "Alana Gate. Nice to meet you." she smiled, looking back up at him. "So..Why'd you transfer just in the middle? I'm mean thats a bit unusual isn't it?" she asked a bit shy.
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Post by Angel Reeves on Aug 27, 2006 5:29:49 GMT -5
He put his hands in his pockets again. "Um..that school wasn't for me thats all.." he replied a bit upset she had asked that question. Angel backed away a bit and looked at all the cases of books. "What are you reading?"
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 27, 2006 5:31:05 GMT -5
"Doctor Suess. Green Eggs and Ham." she smirked "What are you interested in? I mean books by that..." she blushed a bit and hid in her pink cheeks in her turtle neck.
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Post by Angel Reeves on Aug 27, 2006 5:32:46 GMT -5
Angel didn't notice the awkwardness and replied "I like poetry. I mean who's better than Dr. Suess I mean come on!" he snickered "But yeah really i like poetry it's cool, but do you mean as in a story?" he asked.
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