Coralie~
I heard yelling from down the hall. I put my duffel bag down and ran into the room. A whole convention of exhuberant people were situated there.
"Was that you playing the guitar?" I asked, looking at one of the guys.
He nodded, blushing redder still.
"Hmm, not bad." For me, that was quite a compliment.
“One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes” ~ The Little Prince~
Description: Tall, chilled composure often wears black Jeans and wears a lumberjack coat whenever he can
personality: calm and chilled very cynical about certain things but generally funny and not caring for the rules
History: Was born in Ireland has lived their for 13 years he was arrested for underage driving carrying of drugs and and underage drinking he got 2 years in young offenders. was let out for early on good behavior on the condition he went to this boarding school.
other: hates authority and totally up for love after being stuck in young offenders for two years. doesn't have a drug problem but doesn't mind a smoke of the old bong or a joint.
The one who smiles the most has something to hide.
..i'm lonely...message me..some how add me on your social networking site (unless you are some creepy weirdo who stalks girls for their organ harvesting company..i personally like them inside of me thankyou )
The boy, Fred, left abruptly. Well, he was no help! And I really wanted to get to my room! I wanted to get out of these stupid prep clothes. All those good-looking guys seeing me... It made me bow my head in shame.
Finally I went up to a teacher. They were greeting students and parents. "I'm not sure where my room is..." I trailed off. The teacher asked my name. "Alyse. Alyse Walker."
"Alyse!" This teacher had a heavy parisian accent. "I was told that you'd be coming. Come in, come in! Play for me!"
"I need my room number though!" I was whisked into the music room. I sat on the bench and began playing. I played the bet song I knew. "River flows in you" by Yiruma. I let my fingers drift over the ivories with ease. Finally, I was told to stop.
"Hello, and you are?" The music teacher asked. I turned around.
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This is any musicians que to come in and help me find my room!
~Rei
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person.
personality: she's very rebellious. Hangs out with the wrong crowd when shes in teh mood to stir up trouble. Otehr than that, she sticks to her self. She tries not to get into relationships because of what her dada did to her.
History: After being abused for teh first 15 years of her life, she was sent to a foster home up north and she was sent to this boardign school. Her Dad is a wanted man, and she is secretly in the Witness Protection Program.
over the next couple of minutes i seemed to be gathering a menagerie of people who wanted to watch me play. This was starting to get embarrassing. When the girl walked through the door things just got a little too much.
"Was that you playing the guitar?"
It seemed like an odd question considering I was still playing, but I nodded.
"Hmm, not bad."
"Thanks" I managed to stutter out, "Does anyone else play? Im really hungry and if you want you can stay her while im out."
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Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
"Oh sorry", I said, stepping in to the music room, called by one of my favorite piano pieces, "River in you".
"It's ok", the girl said quickly,"I need to go", she said to the teacher.
She dragged me away from the music room, as if runing away from the teacher.
Piglet: How do you spell love? Pooh: You don't spell it. You feel it.
"Hi!" i said to the new person and i looked after Maria, she looked troubled. I stopped smiling and yelled after Maria, "Maria~! Hey!" It was best to leave her alone, so i stopped and went quietly back to my seat on the sofa.
I tried to brighten up for the newer person, "Hi!" I smiled my hardest, "Im May!"
I waved to matt, "Shanks for the stuffs! Oh wait we should come along!! Cause i wanna make a sooper special cakke!"
Alyse~
Relived that someone had come to save me, I yanked the girl by the arm and pulled her away. "I have to go!" I called over my shoulder, slamming the door closed behind me. I turned around. "I'm Alyse Walker," I stuck out my hand and gave hers a shake, not waiting for a response. "Look, I'm a little lost! I have no idea where my room is..."
"Do you have a key?"
I dug around in my bag for it, and revealed the small key. "Here you are!" She took it and looked at it for a moment. "No idea," she said finall. My head drooped. "Thanks," I moaned and started up the stairs to try my key in every lock.
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~Rei
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person.
*ima reply cause no one hash ina while if dats ok*
"Lets get everyone in the dorm!" I said happily "We could meet everyone else by going!" I plastered a smile on my face.
I waited for a reply from one of them, I looked at the large window, "lets go this way!" they stared blankly
"MAy... I dont think thats a goo-" I didnt hear him finish and I just leaped from the window and landed gracefully on the ground a floor below, I laughed and looked up at the two people still up on the second floor.
I was just getting in my car when May jumped out the window. She looked very pleased with herself. I laughed and pulled out of my spot. On the way to town I went faster than I usually did, I needed to get over that experience. That many girls watching me was not my idea of fun.
I sighed as I pulled into the grocery store's parking lot. With the way I drove, I would be back at school in less than an hour, and it would start all over again. I picked up a sandwich from the Deli and the necessary ingredients for a chocolate cake and then started driving back.
I parked and slowly walked up to my dorm, fearing what I would find. i sighed one last time a I opened the door, bracing myself.
*If anyone is still there then they can post, If not then Ill be alone."
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
I looked around the parking lot. So many kids, running around, so many hot girls, and so little supervision. I got the feeling i would like it here, we were right near the beach, there was a ski resort near by open during the winter and a skate park right on campus. i looked at my key, room 309, and walked to it, i heard some commotion as i passed down the hall. Apparently a bunch of girls had gathered around some guitar player. I walked into my room, which was empty except for a few small things. I dumped my stuff then left. i had to pick up my other stuff at the mail room.
* i need a roomate*
That User Who Changed Their Name A Dozen Times And So No One Ever Knew Who They Were Half the Time and When They Did Only Used Bolt.
The tragic tale of losing all #Brand for nothing in return.
"Matt!!" i jumped thru the kitchen window for a second time today,
"Can I help with anything?" I fluttered around him grabbing the bags and setting them out on the counter, "Have you seen where everybody else went?"
I just went on and on tlaking about nothing, talking about pointless things and how nice people were here. Im pretty sure he was bored, because he wasnt saying anything. I preheated the oven and sat at the table and looked at him from it.
"You sit and talk. NOW" I stared at him and stop smiling
When I came back to the room, I found two girls in the room listening to be apparent roomate play his quitar. I had to admitt he was much better then me.
"Hey, I'm Chad. I said to the room in general. I believe I'm your roomate..." I waited for him o give his name.
"Matt," he replied
This is one little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that’s barely out of its diapers. I’m old, Dean. Very old. So I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you.
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