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Post by Lacey on Nov 29, 2009 20:48:07 GMT -5
Lacey looked at them, waiting for the race to start. Lacey was usually quiet and in the back.
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Post by Alice on Nov 29, 2009 21:26:26 GMT -5
Alice stayed up agaisnt the lockers. "I'll keep an eye out for any incoming teahcers.." Alice said.
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Post by Leila (Shoe) on Nov 30, 2009 15:20:33 GMT -5
"Get set," She continued.
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Post by Cherry Cullen on Dec 1, 2009 14:08:39 GMT -5
Cherry waited for "Go!"
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Post by Leila (Shoe) on Dec 1, 2009 16:03:48 GMT -5
"Go!" Leila yelled, and she sprinted. Nobody could see her, she was much too fast. Her and Cherry were neck and neck, she worked her way infront of her.
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Post by Cherry Cullen on Dec 1, 2009 16:42:36 GMT -5
"1, 2, 3.." Cherry whispered. Then she dashed ahead of Leila. Her trick was counting to be faster. She didn't know how it worked.
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Post by Leila (Shoe) on Dec 1, 2009 16:50:49 GMT -5
Leila tried to effectively use her power to make the outcome be that she won. She made a mad dash for it, and got 5 meters infront of Cherry.
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Post by Cherry Cullen on Dec 1, 2009 17:00:31 GMT -5
Cherry salowly counted to 10. Then she dashed 5 yards ahead of Leila.
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Post by Leila (Shoe) on Dec 1, 2009 17:03:18 GMT -5
"Oh, you wish!" She whispered and rolled her eyes, giggling. She leaped infront of Cherry and got to the end of the hall.
"Finished!" She called out. Her power had worked!
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Post by Cherry Cullen on Dec 1, 2009 17:06:23 GMT -5
Cherry had another issue.... She hated losing, she had an expression on her face that was a mix of upset and angry.
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Post by Leila (Shoe) on Dec 1, 2009 17:08:53 GMT -5
Leila's eyes went wide. She took one look at Cherry's face, scared as she was, she just stood there. Leila was always the tough, edgy one.
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Post by Cherry Cullen on Dec 1, 2009 17:10:52 GMT -5
Cherry usually wasn't this sad... She was tough... Mostly because of her anger issues. But she still HATED losing.
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Post by Leila (Shoe) on Dec 1, 2009 17:21:38 GMT -5
She saw that mean, raging look on Cherry's face. She pretended she didn't see it, and absentmindedly spun her cartilidge earing around.
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Post by Cherry Cullen on Dec 1, 2009 17:37:59 GMT -5
Cherry read Leila's mind. She knows the way I look, she thought, but I guess I'll pretend I don't know she does. Cherry walked to her locker and looked at what was on the inside of the door. Mini posters of Paramore, a small portrait of her that someone painted on her 9th birthday, January 22, 1798, a mirror, and letter stickers that spelled out: Property of Cherry Cullen. She had the portrait because no one ever looked inside her locker.
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Post by me on Dec 2, 2009 0:08:24 GMT -5
Ani looked up, surprised. She had been zoned off when the race had begun. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh. Then she walked to her locker and sat in front of it. It protested against her leaning against it. "Hush, I'll leave soon," she whispered to it, keeping her eyes closed. Ani opened her eyes and stared at the floor tiles. A few minutes later, her cellphone vibrated. She opened it and stared at the text, hardly registering it for a moment. It read,
Hi. Where are you? You're not in class.
From, Ellie.
Ellie was Ani's best human friend. She had no clue about vampires, though. Ani was only able to stand being around her because her smell was so unappealing Ani could resist it.
Ani looked down at her phone and texted back to her,
I skipped. I didn't feel like it today. Don't try to follow me though, you might as well stay. The teachers will eventually notice.
From, Ani.
She laid her head back against the locker again and listened to it grumble angrily.
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