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OOC: Booni, what your doing is god modding, and you should stop it, cause I'm prety sure that Tenisha or saphire doesn't want her characters controlled by someone else.
BIC: The bell rang and Heather smiled. She closed her notebook and pu it into her backpack, and then walked out of the classroom and walked to her locker. She twirled the lock and pulled on it a few times, until it opened. Heather grabbed her lunch, and put her biology book back into her locker, slamming the door shut, and pulling on the lock a few times to make sure that it was locked. She turned around and started walking towards the cafeteria. ![]() baby, you got me. ♥ |
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OOC: Sorry! Won't happen again.
~ After speaking about her dreams, Blair went back to her locker. She grabbed her lunch and took a peek into the bag. "Eww. Baloney." She did in fact pack her lunch, but she was half asleep and just grabbed things out of the fridge. She wasn't a morning person. Blair headed toward the lunch room, and tried not to think about what was in the bag. control yourself; take only what you need from it. a family of trees wanted to be haunted. ♥ MGMT.
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The cafeteria seat was uncomfortable. It was like a slab of frozen metal attached to metal legs, which were also frozen. "I can't feel my but. It's numb..." Myles said to no one in particular. His lunch consisted of a cucumber sandwich.
OOC: Booni, they don't know about the dreams yet, you have to wait until the character is actually bitten.
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Blair plopped down beside them and took out her baloney sandwich. She swore she saw it moving, and put it back in the bag immediately, wondering if maybe she should make lunch at night instead of half-awake at 6 in the morning.
"Hey guys," she said meekly. "Do any of you have things you don't want in your lunch? I'm starving." EDIT: OOC: Sorry I'm messing things up a bit. I'm just trying to adjust my character. control yourself; take only what you need from it. a family of trees wanted to be haunted. ♥ MGMT.
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"Uhh. The new history teacher is boooring. I had to keep pinching myself to stay awake. I miss Mrs. Garner; she was a great history teacher." Blair frowned and brushed at the bruises on her arm from the method she used to try to stay awake.
control yourself; take only what you need from it. a family of trees wanted to be haunted. ♥ MGMT.
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