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Post by Cammie Morgan on Nov 20, 2009 18:24:59 GMT -5
 Shout
Shout
Shout it out...
Taylor sat in the front of the class, where his seat pitifully had to be. His pencil gently tapped against his math book as she stared at it, as if seeing through it into a different time. He was suddenly jerked from his daze as the teacher called his name, her toe tapping impatiently as her arms crossed along her chest. Quickly scanning the board, he looked back to the teacher, a raised eyebrow. "A equals a^3 plus b^4 and b equals x^2," Taylor answered the problem the rest of the class had been working on, looking back to his book in a daze.
He didn't find Trig hard, and a lot of the time he didn't really even pay attention. She sighed, standing up as the bell rang. Strolling through the halls, he eventually found his locker, and casually unlocked his lock with one hand. He shoved his trig stuff into his locker, finding behavioral science supplies, and started back down the hall after locking back up his lock, suddenly freezing.
It was her. Taylor had noticed her every now and then in the hall, but he had never really talked to her. They only had one or two classes together, and he talked to his friends while she talked to hers. Your everyday start of a Romeo and Juliet story.
He shook his head, letting the thought drift from his head as he continued down the hall, unable to hold back a quick glance up and down her once he passed her. He smiled an amused to himself as he turned around, continuing down the hall as she had turned around, catching him checking her out. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 2, 2009 19:00:01 GMT -5
 Trixie spun around, noticing him check her out. She watched as he walked down the hall, then looked to the left and right to see if any of her friends were watching. Meaghan, Trix's best friend, was watching. Trixie casually rolled her eyes, as Meaghan did the same. She turned around and headed for her locker, a smile spreading across her face as soon as she was out of view from Meaghan.
Trixie pretended to look buisy in her locker, sometimes sneaking looks to her left, trying to find him again. She remembered seeing him in a few of their classes. She grabbed her behavioral science book, then realized their next class they shared. She slyly checked in the mirror- she had become a natural at doing it without anyone noticing. She headed off down the hall, towards the next class. |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 2, 2009 19:56:00 GMT -5
 Taylor took his usual seat in species languages, after all they were assigned. He stared at the board, which held all the information they would be taking in today, as he tapped his pencil numbly along his desk. A thought crossed his mind that he happened to have class with Trixie this period, causing an amused smile to cross his face as she walked in. He had his back to the door, but being a werewolf he had hearing like a wolf. Dog, related to wolves, can distinguish a person by their footsteps, so, yeah... That how he was able to tell it was her... 105 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 2, 2009 20:13:21 GMT -5
Trixie walked into the classroom, humming her favourite song Heart Heart Heartbreak by Boys Like Girls. She walked past Taylor to her seat a few rows behind him, arriving two minutes late as always. She put her books down and sat in her seat, making sure she had done the past night's homework. She scribbled in a few notes, then turned her attention to the teacher who had begun to teach. She absolutely hated old teachers, because they went on and on and there was nothing interesting to get distracted with. She loved having young teachers... |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 2, 2009 20:36:47 GMT -5
Taylor sighed, looking back to the clock half way through class. Turning back around, he pretended to be listining to the teachers lecture, but even that didn't work out as he spaced out. Thank gosh it was the last class of the day, because he was sure that any more of this and he'd have to... well, he didn't really know. But it would be drastic! The bell finally rang, and Taylor pushed back his chair, standing up and gathering his stuff without thought. He stood there for a moment, looking at the board and everything he had missed. Thankfully it was just review for their test tomorrow. He silently thanked his luck as he turned around and started walking toward the door. Words: 123 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 3, 2009 20:38:40 GMT -5
Trixie headed to the door, glad she had bought a new light binder in replacement for her huge old one. As she walked out of class, she checked her phone for any new messages. Of course, she had one from Meaghan, most likely something about what 2x=4 was. Trixie rolled her eyes. She wasn't saying her best friend was dumb, she just didn't pay attention and simply didn't know things she should've learned in 5th grade. Trix put her phone back in her pocket. She headed for her locker, simultaneously watching where Taylor headed... |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 3, 2009 21:20:06 GMT -5
Taylor's locker was about 15 or so down from Trixie's, ironic you would suppose. He placed his books and binders and all other sorts of materials into his locker, in return taking out one or two for homework. Finished, he casually shut his locker, locking it as usual and starting down the hall to escape the daze of school.
He noticed Trixie at her locker, looking around for something, probably one of her friends or something. When he had just about reached her, she'd noticed him, and he raised his eye brows in some sort of acknowledgment meaning some sort of "hey." Passing her the second afterward, a smile creeped across his face in amusement with himself.
He noticed his friend Josh at his locker a bit farther up the hall, and he stopped to talk with the group of jocks along with him. Soon finding boredom in whatever they were talking about, he looked over at Trixie, noticing her look away as he looked at her. He smiled, wondering if it was just coincidence or not... Words: 175 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 4, 2009 16:26:55 GMT -5
Trixie turned to her locker, trying to pretend she had never even set an eye on him. She grabbed her backpack, then stuffed her binder and book in it. She looked around for someone to talk with, for she didn't want to go to homeroom just yet. Hey. She recognized the voice and turned around to see her friend Taylor. Hey bud, wassup? Trixie smiled warmly, trying to stall a bit as she closed her locker and leaned back against it. Their conversation lasted a short few minutes, until Taylor ran off to join some guy who looked almost as if he had lipstick on. She sighed, giving up. She slowly walked down the hall, towards her homeroom. |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 4, 2009 16:51:46 GMT -5
Taylor, apparently whom Josh was now "together" with, walked up, stealing their conversation. Taylor shrugged it off, and looked over at Trixie as she started walking off. He wondered where she was going, so he casually walked down the hall, dodging teens as they crowded th hallways obliviously. He eventually reached her, but didn't look at her, just acted normal as they walked down the hall. He acted as if he didn't even see her, wanting her to talk to him. He asked himself why was he so stubborn, but shook the thought away as he gave up on the whole idea.
"Hey, your in my species language class..." [/color] he stated, thinking for a moment, but not really. "Right?"/ he questioned, pretending to be unsure of the fact. [/size][/center] Words: 127 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Woah woah woah! Josh does not look like he has lipstick on!  |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 6, 2009 13:42:02 GMT -5
Trixie turned her head, acting oblivious to the fact that he had been walking by her. Oh, yeah. She smiled, then returned a wave from one of her friends. I'm Trixie... She introduced herself, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. You're Taylor... Right? She struggled with pulling her heavy backpack over her shoulders, and noticed herself slightly slowing down. OOC: No... but Justin Beiber does... hehehehe |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 7, 2009 18:21:23 GMT -5
Smiling, Taylor nodded, slowing down to her pace out of instinct. He noticed her struggling with her backpack, so he gave her a quick glance up and down. You need help there?" [/color] he asked, referring to her backpack dilemma, offering a hand. He wouldn't mind taking it for her, I mean, its not like he had a whole lot of stuff he was carrying anyway... [/size][/center] Words: 65 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Only in his music videos... |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 7, 2009 21:13:10 GMT -5
Trixie shrugged out of her heavy bag, glad he offered. Thanks, I don't know how many books I have in there. She handed him the bag, hoping she didn't seem too relying. The hallways started to clear out more, the school day coming to an end. |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 7, 2009 21:20:45 GMT -5
Taylor nodded, a charming smile plastered on his face. "Yeah, no problem," [/color] he replied, carrying the bag by it's strap easily in one hand. Hey, having the strength of a werewolf came in handy every now and then! "So, you have anywhere you gotta be? Or can I steal you for awhile? Taylor asked with a curious glance toward Trixie. As he asked, the two ventured out the school doors, the cold December wind greeting them. Taylor looked around at the piles of snow and covered tree's. Luckily Michigan actually got snow! He shook his thoughts away as he was jerked to reality while she replied. [/size][/center] Words: 105 Music Playing: Big Time Rush and Body Language Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: |
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 13, 2009 19:20:31 GMT -5
The cold hit Trixie like a block of ice. She zipped up her coat, snowflakes landing in her hair. Might as well. She answered, her breath coming out in puffs of steam as she spoke. She put her hands in her pockets, silently envying him for being a werewolf and staying warm all the time. |
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 13, 2009 19:46:39 GMT -5
Taylor smiled, noticing her surprise at the cold that greeted her. sure, he could feel somewhat of a breeze, but it's not like he was cold or anything. Shaking the thought away he turned to Trixie with a question. "Alright, where to then?" [/color] he asked as he tilted his head to the right slightly. He couldn't help but look Trixie up and down, his deep brown eyes moving eventually back to hers as she replied...[/size][/center] Words: 75 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: |
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