H2O

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Layla swam a little bit slower, so Sapphire could catch up. [/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]Im lost, but not innocent.[/fancypost]
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JP turned over and stared up at the sky.

(Where is JP?)

ooc: beach, I thought she was there too, woops.

(She was in her way.)

Skylar ran all the way to the beach. She took out one headphone to listen to the waves. It soothed her. She walked onto the sand and took of her sneackers and socks as held them in her hand as she walked along the sea and sand. She saw a figure of someone in the distance. "Hello?!?" She yelled to PJ.

"umm hi? Sorry about that." JP yelled back.

She took both head phones out and they hung from the neck of her sports bra. "Didnt know people would be out this late. " she stated walking up to him.

ooc; i'm a she.

"wanted the last good wave. Plus my mom wont mind." she said sitting down.

(Oh really...awkward.... Anyways)

"Hah know that feeling." She said sitting down next to her. "I'm Skylar." She put a friendly hand shake out. "Sorry never really good at the whole meeting people thing."

"me nither. Im JP." she stuck out her hand and shook.

"Nice to meet you." She smiled.

"you too. So im going to go home," she said turning towards the dressing room.

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Layla reached the bank of the deserted dock and lifted herself up. [/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]Im lost, but not innocent.[/fancypost]
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"oh okay." Skylar said awkwardly then got up and started to make her way back home at a nice walking pace but her music blasting through her ears.

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Layla's tail slowly disappeared as she dried. Soon, her tail was replaced with simple blue-jean shorts and her top was replaced with a baby blue tank with swirls decorating the top. [/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]Im lost, but not innocent.[/fancypost]
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jp ran home and stared out the window.

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Getting to her shoe-less feet, she walked home. [/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]Im lost, but not innocent.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: Layla just got out of the water and is walking home, Jp ran into Skylar... thats about it. IC: [/fancypost]

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