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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 27, 2009 21:05:36 GMT -5
 livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - School was so overrated. AJ snuck out to the football field and hopped up onto the bleachers. This was the usual ritual that she went through when she didn’t want to go to class. She pulled out the cigarette pack and lighter that was hidden inside of her boot and fired one up. She had her cell phone out and decided it was time to text the guys she met online. That was interesting, though. AJ knew they all wanted something from her, but she wasn’t stupid. She did these things for completely different reasons.
It was also a miracle that she didn’t get caught out here, being so close to the school and skipping. AJ loved the thought of skipping and getting caught, but she never did and that was sad. She didn’t dare skip inside the school, that was for damn sure. She wasn’t that bold. Honestly, all she wanted was attention. She was a normal teenager. It was healthy to skip classes every now and again. As she inhaled on her cigarette, she closed her eyes and nearly felt them roll in the back of her head. It felt so good to be out of class. She didn’t have a care in the world. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 207 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by naomi on Dec 28, 2009 12:37:09 GMT -5
The time wasn't an issue for Amber, she knew that school was on and that she should have been in class... but what the heck. SHOPPING! Amber had spent the last few hours driving around with friends and sitting in starbucks. She ran a hand through her hair as she pulled into the carpark, she had to get past the front entrance before getting caught by a patroling teacher.
She decided to head over to the sports fields... this was one place she could always find someone to have a chat and a smoke with. As she got closer she spotted a brunette girl and a smile formed on her lips. "Hello there!" She shouted over to her, this girl looked pretty normal... she guessed that she was a normal. Amber did her hair up in a loose ponytail before yawning. "Whatcha doin out here, shouldn't you be in class?" she asked.... although she knew the answer and she herself should be there too.
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 28, 2009 12:48:05 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Man was AJ getting high! Sure, it wasn’t exactly weed or crack, but cigarettes did have their intoxicating abilities. This was what she loved to do. Skip class and get high. Eventually she’d have to go back to class. After all, she wanted to pass sophomore year. Junior year was calling her.
Apparently, it wasn’t loud enough.
Or maybe it was someone else calling her. She turned around to see a blond haired girl walking towards her. The girl asked if she was supposed to be in class. AJ smirked. “Couldn’t I ask the same about you.” She inhaled on her cigarette again and held the pack out the the girl. “Cigarette?” she offered. “I’m Alice. You can call me AJ, as long as you’re not gonna bust my ass for being out here right now.” Of course, she wasn’t a staff member. She was too young. This was working to AJ’s advantage. And this was a first. She’d never had someone else come out during class and join her, even if they were a stranger. AJ didn’t give a damn who it was. Any company was welcome. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! AMBERLYNN/OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 188 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by Shane Michael Williamson on Jan 12, 2010 1:06:05 GMT -5
School was the one place that Shane did not want to be at right now. He'd rather be home. How he was passing and able to be on all the teams that he was, was a mystery. He rarely showed up and half of the time he was high. He sorta wished he was right now. Shane had actually been coming to school a lot lately. Thats only because his parents told him that if he didnt smarten up, he'd end up in some home or on the streets. He wanted to go to college and he needed to get scholarships so he was playing sports.
He walked along the track and noticed two girls over at the bleachers. He recognized one of them, Amberlynn, a colada, but he didnt know the other girl. He walked over to them, when he got there he heard the other girl ask Amberlynn if she wanted a cigarette. "She wont take one."he said with a smirk.As he awaited the girl's reply he looked over at Amberlynn, "Aren't you supposed to be in class? You goody two shoes."
TAGS: alice and amberlynn. WORD COUNT: idk OUTFIT:itll be here later. MUSIC: colt 45 - afroman NOTES: none LYRICS: hello seattle - owl city. CREDIT: julieanne @ caution 2.0[/size] |
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Jan 12, 2010 14:49:07 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As AJ waited for an answer from the other girl, a guy approached them. He was certainly handsome, AJ had to admit that. He’d said that the other girl wouldn’t take one. Fine by AJ, she withdrew the cigarette pack and shoved it down her boot. She threw her dead cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with her heel. “Well, I’m supposed to be in class too,” she said in reply to the boy’s question, which she assumed was directed towards the other girl. Apparently, he knew her. “No one ever says anything. They don’t come looking out here.” It was really odd that staff members didn’t look for skippers.
It really went against everything the school system stood for. Doors were supposed to be locked and such after the final bell to start first hour rang. Sure, that rule wasn’t followed. You call the school system secure! Secure, my ass! AJ thought. She shook the thought out of her head mentally. Watching the guy, she crossed her arms, waiting to see what his response would be. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! AMBERLYNN/SHANE/OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 179 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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