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Post by Hannah on Aug 12, 2006 22:12:36 GMT
somewhat later I am sitting on one of the benches with some guys, eating the stuff they say is food
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Post by Jacky on Aug 12, 2006 22:34:46 GMT
I just take my tray and move over to a table where some people are sitting. Before I can sit down though, one of the guys at the table speaks up; "You can't sit here."
"Why not?" I question.
"We're the debate club." The guy says."
"...So?" Like I give a d@mn.
The guy looks at him for a second, then explains; "See that table over there?" He points, "That's where the jocks and cheerleaders sit. Popular crowd, yknow how it goes. Don't talk to them unless they talk to you." He points at another table, "Hippies, stoners, otherwise hopeless." Another table. "Artsies and alternative sit there," Another table, "Bandgeeks, and then we have over there the goths, then the hermits and loners and there the Rednecks."
Jeez. It's worse than my old school.
"Where do the people sit who just wanna have lunch?" I ask.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 10:36:28 GMT
(loll)
I look up when I see the newbie with the fishface of the debate club. I dont get up though, turning back to my food. I guess he will find himself a place to sit
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 10:47:05 GMT
(kben waarschijnljk wel ff sloom, kamer aant opruimen and all  ) I consider making my own clique; the Social Pariah Who Just Wants To Have Lunch. But I decide against it. Firstly, the whole social thing comes with the promise to 'try', secondly, I always get bored when I'm alone. So instead I just look around for a familiar face and end up walking over to Ana's table. "Hey." I greet her (and friends). |
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 10:50:26 GMT
(hehe okay ) I look up again when he walks over to the table ".. hey.." I say and smile a little bit *looks at ana* ".. ye know him?"".. kinda.." i state *looks up at jack* ".. then sit down.." *reaches out his hand* "I'm dom."I look at the elder guy and smirk, he really can be nice.. if he is not in the mood to be a dick. |
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 10:53:33 GMT
I shake Dom's hand, "Jack. Aka, the New Guy." I sit down. I give Ana my coke, settling my debt. |
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:16:44 GMT
I chuckle and take it ".. thanks"
"whats this all about?" *raises an eyebrow*
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 11:20:21 GMT
What are ya, her pitbull? "Coke." I reply instead, nodding towards the glass that I passed on to Ana. I take my fork and poke around in the food. "...Do they always serve stuff that they just scraped of the road?" I ask.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:22:29 GMT
*looks at ana*
*grins* "yeah they do.. though this is not as bad as yesterday."
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 11:27:37 GMT
"Good thing I didn't get here yesterday then." I smirk. I taste the food and it's actually not half as bad as it looks, so I dare to have another bite.
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