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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:29:06 GMT
I study the new one and sip some of the coke. ".. how did you end up here?"
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 11:34:52 GMT
I shrug, "My parents have a compulsive obsessive moving disorder." I tell her, "We've been moving from Arizona to New York to LA to hell know's what's next."
Actually, it didn't used to be that bad.. but that's none of her business. My dad's usually not at home because of his work, and my mom puts all her time in effort in keeping up the appearance of a perfect li'll household. Then she gets bored of it, she and my dad start fighting and discussing divorce, there's the shouting, the arguing, the get-out-of-my-face-bit and then they decide to move elsewhere because that would be 'better'. And elsewhere the whole sh!t just starts again.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:36:19 GMT
"Aha.." I say. Doesnt sound like fun to me.. though.. it is not like it is always fun here.. My eyes dart over to Madisol and her stupid cheerleader freaks, before turning back to my food.
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 11:40:24 GMT
I follow her gaze to the 'jocks and cheerleaders' table. I spot the blonde from Biology class and she gives me a perfect smile. I return the favour before I look back to Ana. "So, what group are you?" I ask, "I got the whole picking order pretty much figured out but you guys are the mystery." I smirk
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:47:44 GMT
"they are the.. err.." I look at dom "wha' was it again?"
*rolls his eyes at her* "this is no real group. it are people who do not wanna sit with their group for a day.. or well.. look, me for example: im normally on that table *points to the bimbo blonde girl table*
I cough "and he fucks all the cheerleaders of the school" i cough again
"Jalouse honey?"
"ye wish!" I grumble
*continues as if nothing happned* "and dear jesse here" *points at one of the other guys* "he is.. normally with the technique dudes.. knows a lot about cars and shit.. but yeah, since we hang out after school a lot, we sit together at times."
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 11:50:46 GMT
"Ah, the Groupe-without-the-group-group. I'm familiar with those." I smirk. My gaze travels back to Ana, "How 'bout you then?" i ask
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:52:14 GMT
I pretend to think for a moment "I am in the 'I dont give a shit about groups' group"
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 11:54:45 GMT
"Okay." I smirk. The buzzer goes off, telling us that lunchtime's over and we're supposed to be going back to our classes. "What class d'ya have?" I ask Ana.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 13, 2006 11:56:22 GMT
I pull some paper out of my pocket, that has seen better days and look on it "math.." i sigh and finish my coke
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Post by Jacky on Aug 13, 2006 12:01:32 GMT
I have to check my own as well. I got EL&L. Well, that's what I scribbled down, so I suppose it's English Literature and Language. Either that, or Elimination Lesson with Linda. "Kay, well I'll cya around." I tell Ana as we're getting up.
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