Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 26, 2006 19:15:29 GMT -5
Anna walked through the art hall with sketchbook in hand. Her hair was up in a weird do. She had put two small milk cartons on her hair and put the hair around them making it stand up. She was wearing a huge tshirt witha saying on it. 'www.myspace.com/------------ add me.' She had a pair of boy shorts on. she was walking barefoot, as usual. She stopped at a classroom and went in. she sat down and opened her scetch book and thought about what to draw.
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Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 26, 2006 19:20:02 GMT -5
Alana sighed walking down the hall empty handed. Her hair was down and put over her shoulders. The top right side came over her eye nicely. She had on a white plain t - shirt. Nothing special or anything. Some ripped jeans and a pair of red converses. She walked to the art room and pushed the door open. She was working on painting the dorm, she had gotten permission and needed to pick up the paint. She looked around the room and spotted Anna.
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 26, 2006 19:22:29 GMT -5
Anna heard the door open and spotted Alana. "Hey. Getting paint for our dorm?"
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Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 26, 2006 19:25:38 GMT -5
"Yep. It's going to be a light lavender." she smiled "I'm not sure if Alex is going to help me with it I haven't seen her for a while now." she sighed and started walking over to the paint closet. "Where do they keep the paint brushes?"
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 26, 2006 19:27:55 GMT -5
Anna got up and opened a cabinet and looked in. "Big ones here.." she walke dover to the next one and opened it. "And small/medium."
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Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 26, 2006 19:29:49 GMT -5
Alana grinned "Thanks. You know your way around here." she laughed "You like drawing?" she asked pulling a stool out from the bottom of the closet and pulling it over by the cabinet. She stood up on it and looked through it. "These are perfect."
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Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Aug 26, 2006 19:30:51 GMT -5
Alex walked into the art room, looking for Anna and Alana. To her luck, they were there. She had already been half way around the campus trying to find them. She smiled. "Hey you guys." She said, walking in. She went over and sat on a table. "How are yal?" She asked. Her hair was up in a high ponytail and was straightened to death with a navy blue ribbon with orange polka dots on them, she had on a pair of Ryan jeans from dELiA*s, and a navy blue hoodie that had the words "Broncos" in big letters across the middle chest area, and under it in smaller orange letters "Football & Cheerleading", and her ever-so-worn Rainbows. She had on her usual makeup.
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Aug 26, 2006 19:32:19 GMT -5
Anna laughed. "Yeah I love to draw. I might major in art..and hey Alex, good, you?"
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Post by Brett Mirth on Aug 26, 2006 19:33:56 GMT -5
Alana started wobbling on the stool and unfortunately fell. "...Hey Alex." she said hurting. "Good thing I landed on my ass." she said sarcastically. She got up carefully and brushed off her pants.
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Post by Alexandra Ramsey on Aug 26, 2006 19:35:14 GMT -5
She smiled wider. "I'm good. Very happy for some reason. Did anything happen while I was gone?"
[gahh. school started friday. it was...gay:]but what else is new? thats how it is. youth tomorrow:]]]]]] then all the people that went into highschool this year are moving up a year in youth:[[. its sad because 3/4 of my friends from youth are older than me.]
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