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Post by DJKID on May 22, 2010 11:59:19 GMT -5
((ALSO: WILL, WHERE THE HELL YOU AT?)) (( WILL TOOK TOO MANY PILLS TODAY AND IS HAVING A HARD TIME KEEPING UP WITH YOU CRAZY YOUNGSTERS. FUCK. ))
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Sammy Winchester
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My icon is suppose to be Sammy..mhmmm hahahha! *runs away*
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 22, 2010 22:38:15 GMT -5
((At AshHavynn's edit))
(Awesome,you made it work. I knew I took it to far,it was to much blood like you said. And of course I know I have to think before I post,I mean I left your character in a coma or something,atleast you fixed it to work with the other RPers, Thanks I really appreciate it for helping. God you guys are great RPers. Oh,and right now I'm posting on a One Shot Wonder so you guys can critique me. : D And yes I sound like a suck up, But for real I'm not. )
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Post by theaterdude45 on May 23, 2010 4:06:50 GMT -5
Jake waved Roxy goodbye as she left for the dorms, a pile of bills in his hand and he’d start happily counting away on the steps, than a long yet thin shadow appeared over him, causing him to turn to see who it was. ’Hmm, one of the nerds.’ He’d stand up and fully turn towards Earnest before speaking. “Afternoon, can I help you?”
Earnest had his skinny arms crossed over his chest, an air of arrogance around him as he smirked while examining Jake. Leaving Jake to wonder just what was going through this nerd’s head. “Yes, I believe you spoke to one of my compadre’s earlier regarding a deal?” Jake’s bright green eyes lit up with understanding. “I’m their leader, Earnest Jones.” Jake let out a small chuckle before holding out a hand to shake which Earnest took though with a rather loose grip…or perhaps weak. “Jake Jones, nice to meet you Earnie”
“Earnest.”
“Yeah so Earnie, you putting the stamp of approval on the deal or what?” Earnest was beginning to get a little irritated but managed to keep his composure as a good leader should and pulled his hand away. “Not yet, I’m curious as to how you think your weapons can even compare to our own.” He watched Jake shrug his shoulders before reaching for the hems of his coat and opening it up to the nerd and he felt surprise as to how so much stuff could be fit into one trench coat. “O-okay, so you have a lot of stuff, quantity doesn’t mean quality.” Jake’s right eye twitched as he felt insulted that his products would be deemed unworthy despite how good it looked. “You think I’d sell this stuff if it wasn’t high-grade? You think I’d do a customer like that.”
“Well, yeah. I think you’re nothing more than a con-artist. Taking advantage of this school’s population of feeble-minded brutes and bimbos, but we nerds are smarter than that. We can see through that beautiful façade you call your face, thinking you can just smile with your smooth words and get the girls and get away with whatever you want.” Earnest’s voice grew lower with what seemed to be a pinch of jealousy as he got closer to the end of his words.
’Dear god, no wonder no one likes these people.’ “What is it with you nerds and pretty faces? I can’t help that I was born like this, its genetics! Now, if I’m nothing more than a handsome con-artist, than you won’t have to worry about the consequences of our deal…so take it or leave it?” Earnest’s smirk seemed to grow even wider if that was possible and he’d cross his arms again, perhaps thinking it made him look cool and confident. “Yes…but only so I can show who you really are and with a few more conditions.”
Jake let out an angry sigh, rolling his eyes before looking back at him. “Okay, and what are those conditions.”
“Once we win, you’ll only be exclusive to us and us alone. We’ll teach you how to make weapons properly and you’ll be our own supply unit and will wear our standard green uniforms and you will call me your highness...do we have a deal” Jake nearly made a gagging face. ’Aww man, wear one of those lame things and call him that? Is it worth it? if I win I’ll have a set up on my flow of cash…ehh, why am I worrying? I know I can win.’ Swallowing his doubts, his hand once again came up to shake. “Deal, but if I win…you and your little group will come to me for weapons, plus will help me out if I ever need it.”
“Agreed, meet us at the abandoned observatory next to the football field tomorrow after classes; I’ll have the others there by than and I’ll expose you just for the con you are and than…humiliation HAHAHA” With a handshake and a corny evil laugh, Earnest walked away. Leaving a rather seething Jake with his being nothing more than little green daggers than turned to get off the steps. ’Eh, maybe exploring the school some more will help me calm down…than I better head to the dorms and get my gear prepared, than I’ll show those green losers just who there dealing with’
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Sammy Winchester
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 24, 2010 0:12:30 GMT -5
''Sweet! This smells terrible!'' Sam said loudly to herself.Why would anybody else care? They don't know her.
'''Whats sweet?'' Bif said,almost grabbing her shoulder,but the girl got away.
''What do you want asshole?'' Sam said shifting to the side of him.
''Sam,you can't hate me...over that silly thing that-''
''Thats all I need to hear. Silly, Me getting hit by REL or whatever her fucking name is...is silly. Right on Bif!'' She said sarcastically with her fist in the air,curled up like she was Mr.T.
''Sammy,I didn't mean it like that. Why are you doing this?''
''Like a great man once said, I pitty the fool!''
''Sam...'' He stopped her turning her to himself. Sam gave a big sigh. She knew pushing her ONLY friend away was not the best pick out of the hat.
''Okay I'm sorry, I'm just a little shocked you took that...bitch's side over..mine.''
''How can you expect me not to? Huh? Her leg is broke.''
''It's always His neck is broke,Her leg is broke, He has cancer, with you isn't it Bif?''
''What? What are you saying,I never once said-when did you fight a kid with fucking cancer!?''
''It's a state of mind dummy!'' She felt...left out, he didn't understand her like she thought he did.
''Bif,can we just go to class?''
''Wait,I'm getting a text from Chad....It has 5 whole paragraphs!''
''What the-Chad's right there by the vending machine....nope, he ran away.'' Chewing her gum she waited for the ginger to reply.
''Sam!''
''What Frankenstein!?''
''Derby wants to talk to, it's really important,''
''For what?''
''Some how they think you beat up REL!? I thought you were kidding!''
''And? What else does the text say?'' 'Oh no, they found out. Who cares.' Sammy thought. 'The worst they can do is probably make me sign some B.S. paper saying I'll never do it again,hm..she's not even one of us.'
''After Derby is talking with you,he'll decide if you can stay in the Harrington house?''
''WHAT? I DON'T EVEN SLEEP THERE! HOW CAN THAT MOTHERFUCKER TRY TO...TRY TO-''
''Sam calm down!'' Bif said getting both of her hands and putting them back to her sides. 'That...How could he?!' Sam was lost in everything, the beating,the text,Derby,Bif,REL,school,everything.
''Okay,your just gonna forget everything.'' Sam said closing her eyelids calmly.
''There you go.'' Bif said trying to grab her hand,but then stopped, Her eyelids were closing up to tight then..she lost it. As she threw her books on the floor,her eyelids opened.
''Sam? Sam are you okay?''
''Yes. I'm just fine Bif.'' She walked away,the other opposite direction from her classroom. Making her way out of the whole school....to the Harrington House.
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As making her way down the Harrington House red brick road, she got bored and read all the messages on Bif's phone that he gave to her to borrow earlier.
' Message 14-Unread-Open-Delete-Reply-More Options,,, She picked open of course, This is Sam Winchester,she's not going to leave it because it's somebodys privacy,who knows. She might be doing good for Bif. Sam read,and read,and read. Until the finally period in the last sentence. It was about...her...
''She's not...one of the Harrington's is she?'' She finally made it through the jungle to the Harrington House. Biting on her lip,she opened the door. And of course there was Derby in his red coat, sitting on the chair,looking at her strait in the eye,a drink in his left hand,his fingers moving in a fist on the right.
''Well, looks like we have a Winchester,''
''What?''
''Yes Sam, you are a Winchester..right? Not a Harrington...''
(Well, looks like the faith of Sam leaving.staying/her talk with Derby about REL belongs to anybody, Theatredude really RP Sam Brilliantly when it came to weapons,he could probably RP her really good then again,I bet all of you can. And if you do wanna do this RPing Sammy thing remember she's a hard ass, she doesn't think before she speaks, she'll cuss infront of Derby and won't give a damn,although I do think she would care if Derby threw her out of the Harrington House. So..yep. Adios. RP with ya'll later.Can't wait to see who's gonna RP her..fun)
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Post by Memai on May 24, 2010 9:49:59 GMT -5
(( Sammy, edited some minor spelling and grammar mistakes :> Hope you don't mind! )) Derby smirked, swirling the drink in his hand, taking elegant sips as he strode to Sammy in long, silent steps. He circled her like the vulture he was, eying every inch of her, thoughts bubbling in his head.
Concocting a different brand of word poison for this different brand of trouble."You know, word travels dreadfully fast around these parts of the world. I'm not so sure you're aware of that," another sip, his blue eyes meeting hers, "Quite a bang-up job you did of that newcomer," he smiled at his joke. Sammy scoffed."You're really hilarious, Derby. Really. You should do stand up," she folded her hands across her chest, a clearly annoyed expression painted over her face, "I mean wow, I came all this way here for you tell me a joke." "Oh, I assure you, the matter at hand isn't a joke," he put the drink down, adjusting his coat, "Though I figure a little ice-breaker to calm down tense nerves wouldn't hurt." "What IS it then? Because I have more important things to do that just sit here and listen to your damn rambling." Derby frowned, clearly, this girl wasn't intimidated. At least, not a lot. He noticed nervous glances from her, throwing her gaze around every time he would try to make eye contact, as if she were averting something at hand."Really? Because it seems to be you'd rather go around beating up other members of the elite rather than oh, I don't know, making pleasantries with them instead?" "The bitch picked a fight with me." "I'm sure," the blonde waved her off, "You're no better than that Roxanne girl." "Who?" "You'll find out soon," he smiled, "Listen here, I can't have any one of my people going around behaving like this. Otherwise, I'll just have to strip you of your rights to even step foot INTO this fraternity." "Fine do whatever the hell you---" "Of course, that also means you aren't allowed to contact any one in this house either," he smiled, awaiting the moment."Like I give a damn about anyone here." "I'm sure Bif would like to hear that." Sammy froze, her heart sank."You can conform, stay here and enjoy some semblance of civilization, OR--," a dramatic pause, "I could happily kick you out!" Sammy looked to the ground, the spot between her shoes to be precise, and pursed her lips together. Oh shit, the hell you got yourself into Winchester?"I want a decision by tomorrow morning, before the first period. I'll be at the breakfast hall with our other fellow elite." He left the room, the girl was alone with her thoughts now. She sat in one of the large, cushy, velvet armchairs and began to think long and hard about the choices she had to make.(( ))
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Post by DJKID on May 24, 2010 10:50:16 GMT -5
(( Will is in silent mode. Sadly, no one presented anything of value to him through this whole dilemma. Also: Derby's going to punch Sammy in the face for making moves on his man ))
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Post by AshHavynn on May 24, 2010 11:15:45 GMT -5
((REL is chillaxin' at home, having Loretta bring her fat-free chocolate martinis, and adding the list of preps to her phone contacts. She is also texting Gord and Bif. Gord for good gossip, Bif for good poison.
I do agree that Derby's gon' slap a bitch if she don't lay off his man (I mean how close-to-canon-without-actual-proof can you get than Bif/Derby?), but we all know REL's gonna be closin' in on this one.
Because this IS a Bully Roleplay, I'll probably type some 100% canon interactions later. But not now. For now I am busy.
BUT LET IT BE KNOWN THAT REL IS WORMING HER WAY AROUND THE FINGER'S (and lower extremities) OF THE PREP GENTS.))
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 24, 2010 14:52:23 GMT -5
((I'mNEXT DAY-ing it here. Day's been going on too long))
The sun woke Kay gently that morning. Warm dust and dry heat making her cheeks twitch into life. She slowly allowed herself to rouse, blinking and staring up at the ceiling. She smiled slowly and sighed.
When she finally stood up and stretched, her eyes caught a small sheet of thick, fancy white writing paper. It was crisp and stark against the grimy wooden floor. She stooped and picked it up. It had no name on the front. She unfolded and read.
In spite of herself, she did give a sly grin. She guessed it wasn't the blonde's fault that she was so awkward. She WAS new.
"Shit," Kay said suddenly, hearing the bell ring. She jumped up and slid the note in the pocket of her rucksack. She got ready very quickly and dashed out of the door to class.
"Oh no," She muttered. Art class. She bloody hated Art class.
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Post by AshHavynn on May 24, 2010 16:58:41 GMT -5
((AWW FUCK, man. I wanna put REL in art with Kay today blarrrgh. Ok short posty))
Ew. Bruises. She looked well like a bloody abuse victim. Luckily bruises didn't show as badly on her person as the paler kids in school, but REL would trade this amnesty for porcelain skin in a heartbeat.
She frowned in the mirror of the girl's restroom, fluffing her hair--worn down today to hide some bruises. Loretta had sent her off to school early today, convinced that if she just went to class, no one would beat her up again. The woman had been so livid about the whole thing, she'd almost marched up there the day before, her oversized sunglasses and stiletto heels, to start a fight with a teenager.
One more layer of concealer over that black-eye (The nurse doesn't know what she's talking about! I'll put as much make-up on these fresh bruises as I please!)... Done. It was as fashionable as REL could manage, given the circumstances. Her face was plastic with make-up, and she wore decorative armwarmers in blue argyle instead of long sleeves. Thank god her legs were mostly un-marked... Except for the sprain. Which she was hiding by wearing borderline-gaudy artistic spats over her shoes. To complete her look, she donned a headband with some enormous rose-like contraption on it, and multiple feathers adorning said flower.
She sighed. This wasn't pretty enough. She deigned to do her make-up one last time, but the bell rang, summoning her to the first class of the day, so she threw on some fashion sunglasses, still not pleased with her eye. In the hall, she glanced at her schedule... Art.
At least she liked the class.
((THE SHORT POST WAS A LIIIIE. It is assumed REL walked into class and sat her pompous ass down somewhere.))
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Sammy Winchester
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 24, 2010 22:51:33 GMT -5
Sam opened her eyelids,the first thing she saw was the ceiling, it had spots all over it,as if somebody peed on it. Sam thought that was disgusting,'Who the hell peed on my ceiling?...She thought. She sat up and looked at her clock. 9:45 ....'Shit! Derby!' She shot out of bed, grabbing the nearest thing in sight to wear.'Damn,Damn,Damn!' Running out of the pink walls of evil,she ran faster then she ever did before,she never knew she wanted to be welcomed to the Harrington House as much as she did now, if before someone told her she wasn't welcomed she wouldn't care a flying shit,but now....it's different. Not one person didn't stare at the girl with the hair of a lion,or how she ran like a speeding bullet.But she didn't care,if Derby kicked her out,she felt like even Bif wouldn't put up with her. Finally she got to the breakfast hall. 20 minutes late,what a warm 'I care alot' welcome.
There was Mr. Harrington, he was in a odd position though, he was standing up with his arms folded. At least to Sammy it was odd,She never seen him do that. He either be sitting down or...well thats all he did while she saw him..and don't forget the drinks. He gave a one glance at her. Then he looked the other opposite direction.'Shit,he must be pissed.'She walked over and with a big sigh she tapped on his shoulder and said.
''I'm Sorry.'' Derby turned around and put his hand on his ear.
''Parten me?''
''I'm sorry,okay.''-I...I'll conform to the preps,-Like I should have a long time ago.''
''Your lying through your teeth!'' Derby said with a distant yell. There was nobody around,which made it awkward. Not even Gord...or Chad like there always with him. Sam hasn't seen Bif since yesterday.
''What? ...I...I.'' Her mouth was opened but no words came out.''Fuck you Derby and Your gay ass sidekicks! Your so pathetic you need a body guard! Like Bif is gonna take your side, What do you think huh? He's gonna sweep you off your feet. You fucking fagot! I try to be nice and you act like a...jerk!''
''Sam! How dare you! You are now banished from the!-''
''How could my dad even allow you to watch out for me, and be there when I need you. You and Bif haven't done that at all! And I feel lost! Everything I do...is a big disappointment for you,well you guess what Derby? FUCK YOU! BA BYE!'' And like that, Sam walked out. Yelling on the top of her lungs didn't make her feel tough or confident,it hurted her voice, she needed water.'That fag thinks I'm not gonna show my face for him? Sure. I'll rather walk around the school ass-naked before he makes me a out cast to the whole entire school.I'll go to the Fucking Harington House if I want to anytime I want...fuck Derby,Fuck REL,fuck everybody!' She pulled her hood up and hid her face from everybody that was late for class, she wasn't even thinking about attending,Sam just wanted some freaking water.Making her way around the lockers she spotted one,she ran to it and drank up.
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''How could she!? How could that...Winchester tell me off and get away with it,I'll tell her a thing or two.''Derby said taking shots of the acholic beer.
''Derby,she's in a bad mood,maybe you can just give her-''Bif said quietly.
''Quiet you! She treats one of us like that,and is going to get whatever happens to her for her own actions.She must feel like the other person on the side of the stick,she must feel terrible.''
''But what if REL did hit her? We don't even know much about REL Derby,and Sam...you've known her all your life. Your were the one who said that.''
''Bif,your getting on my nerves, And if I see you hanging out with that UN real breed Harrington slash Winchester I'll banish you as well.''
''Okay boss,whatever you say.'' Such a real suck-up Bif is...
''Now that I think of it, I wouldn't even bare to think about marring her!'' Derby said in his chair.
''Marry her? Your getting-''
''We were...until she stopped the whole thing with her father.''
Bif got...jealous.'Why do I care? I don't like Sam...I don't think.'
''Well, you guys aren't going to anyway Derby, so there's no reason on talking about that subject.''
''Bif can't you just-'' His phone rang, he looked at the caller ID and put his pointer finger up, he got up and walked into another room.
Bif could hear him because Derby is an idiot and left...the door open.
''Is she ready?....Ah yes...I know this is going to be spectacular...hm...yes....yes...really? I'm not even that bi-what?...great.I'll arrange it infront of the school...it's a perfect target...yes?..I'll talk with you later...bye.'' He closed the door without seeing Bif and everything went silent.
'What the hell? I gotta warn Sam!' He grabbed a pencil on the desk and a paper. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Sam was back at her dorm laying on her bed,staring at the 4 walls again. Bored. Then,A knock on the door. She got up and saw a note slid under. She got it and returned back at her bed with both her legs crossed,back on the wall,and began to read not even opening the door.
Dear Sammy, Derby is planning some embarrassing moment for you,so watch out. He keeps telling me that your gonna get what you deserve. And this is Derby I'm talking about,so keep your eye out. He might even get someone to do something. He's not going to fight you,because well...he doesn't fight women. I think what he's doing is stupid but I'll try to stop him. And if he does plan to fight you,which I hope he doesn't do,He will probably hire some girl to fight you for big bucks. I'm telling this to you because he hired someone to post fliers all around town that state 'If you see this girl bring her to the boxing gym in Bullworth Vale Angelo St.'' I'm pretty sure thats his plan. And if this true....I'll make sure I'll be at your side watching over you and making sure you don't get hurt like I promised her father.
Sincerely, Bif
Sam crumpled the paper up and threw it on the floor.Now what was she going to do? Learn how to fight like a real boxer? This isn't million dollar baby,this is Bullworth Academy Preps. She hated drama,especially shit like this. Now that Derby is planing to go all west side on her, she'll show HIM a thing or two.
Her door flew open, and a prefect ran in. ''There she is!'' He grabbed her and took her to the principals office.
''What the fuck? I thought this was over!''
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She was in the principals office,sitting down,but the principal wasn't there.The someon walked in,a familiar face.
''Your so naive Winchester...''
''Hey. I know you!'' She said with a smile.
''I'm trying to help you,shh.''
(Who should it be? I'm not sure hahah.)
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Post by Memai on May 25, 2010 9:50:06 GMT -5
(( ROXY! )) Roxy smiled, fresh faced and staring at Sammy a little too intently. "I heard you were having a bit of trouble with Derby?" "How did you--" "I thought you knew by now that Pinky was always a little bit of a chatterbox," Roxy smiled, standing over at the front desk mulling over some papers."She is..." Sammy admitted, smiling through it all, "What're you doing here? You don't seem like a trouble maker." "Heaven's no!" the short blonde was flipping through the papers once more, just to make sure not one document was missing or wrongly printed, "Just finally getting my classes changed around." "Oh uh... what for?" Roxy seemed like an alright kid to Sammy, it didn't hurt to be nice; she noticed the blonde spoke quietly, said thank you to Ms. Danvers even though she spoke harshly and hurriedly back, wore polished shoes in black leather and neatly ironed skirts...
It just seemed odd she wasn't one of the preps, she acted so much like them. "I mean, uhh... I don't mean to be a busy body." "That's alright." Roxy walked past the girl, heading out from the office, but stopped before leaving completely, "I just had some trouble with some of the students in the other classes." "Ah..." "I'll see you later, Winchester," the blonde smile, not noticing the little annoyed twitch at the corner of Sammy's lips. She never liked it when someone referred to anyone by just the surname, it always seemed a little demeaning... and weird.
Yeah, definitely weird.
But before Sammy could get a word out, Roxy quickly poked her head through the entrance and added, "Derby's a monster, I know. Bif is a little nicer, don't you think?" Sammy looked down, bit her lip a little and smiled bashfully, "Yeah, he is, isn't he? Hey, wait! You kn--" But when she looked up, Roxy was gone, except for the gentle swish of her grey skirt as she walked out into the hallways."Miss Winchester!" Oh crap, the principle!(( Crap post, I know ;; ))
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Post by DJKID on May 25, 2010 10:47:52 GMT -5
(( Sammy.... what the crap? They've known her all their lives, really? Bif, rebelling against Derby to defend you? Come on now. ))
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 25, 2010 13:14:33 GMT -5
"You've got to FEEL it, Kay!" Ms Philips exclaimed. She was holding out her hands, grasping at the air. "Feel the subject!"
"It's a mug!" Kay wailed, her shoulders slumping, defeated.
"But you need to understand that there's a concept to it! The emotion!" She moaned, wanting to reach out and shake Kay violently. "I don't want to have to give you a "Fail" again this year!"
"But Miss, you really don't understand... It's a MUG! It's a mug on a table!" She groaned. The exasperated teacher sighed and stared at Kay's scratchy, wobbly pencil drawing.
"I don't know what to do with you..." She said, shaking her head. Kay ran her fingers through her scruffy long brown hair, a hand on her side.
"I could get you a tutor." She said finally, after a little deliberation.
"Someone tutoring me?! Miss you have to be kidding! You know what that would DO to my reputation?!" Kay half-yelled. All the other little kids in the class looked up. Yeah, in with the junior school children for Art... that's how bad it had gotten.
"Otherwise, Kay, your GPA will fall. If you team up how badly you do in this, Music and Gym Class, it could mean repeating this year!" Ms Philips told her sternly.
Kay fell quiet. She would gravely resent being held back. It would ruin her. She'd have to sit in Maths with the dummies for a whole other year.
"I'll get you up to speed this year, Kay. I'll put you with my best Student." She assured the distraught nerd girl.
"Thanks Ms Philips." Kay smiled. "I really appreciate this,"
"That's no problem, Kay. We'll leave this lesson here for the day, you can just get going. I'll speak to REL Wigglesworth later today - in fact, she's in my next class,"
Halfway through the door, Kay's face fell.
Oh no...
((I went there))
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 25, 2010 13:27:52 GMT -5
(( Sammy.... what the crap? They've known her all their lives, really? Bif, rebelling against Derby to defend you? Come on now. )) ((I'll fix it,but remember Derby and Sammy have known eachother all their lifes...but I guess not Bif because he didn't know Derby. Sam/Derby are cousins-look I'll fix it right now.)
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Post by Memai on May 25, 2010 13:45:49 GMT -5
(( Chelsea gets 1000 awesome points ;___; ♥ No posts from me right now... ))
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