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thesatellites · Aug 22nd 2014

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Michael T. Smithers

Mikey smiled. I think it's cute, he mouthed back, in regards to Samm's eye roll. As the bell rung, his sensitive ears picked up the sound of Lindsay Dunn, Barbie girl, saying something to Samm. "Neither does your pack." His eyes widened slightly, and Mikey stood, remaining composed, his book bag slung over one shoulder casually. He made his way towards Samm on the way out. "Hey, mate," he said, glancing at the shorter boy and then watching Lindsay leave through the door, blonde hair swishing across her back elegantly. He gave Samm a questioning look. "What was that about...?" He mused casually, pushing one hand into the pocket of his cargo shorts and the other grasping the strap of his bag.

Classy Duck · Aug 22nd 2014

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i felt myself struggle under the weight of my secondhand backpack, which was now overflowing with papers and whatnot. thanks, ms. asher, i glowered silently. i couldn't help being so small. i was only 5'6" and weighed the same as a teenage girl. i was given my dad's look, but cursed with mum's small height and build. sorry, dad, but no basketball team for this kid.

"i guess it was some party at sheffield's," i mumbled in my usual monotone drawl, whisking a hand to my hair, ruffling it up even worse. i sighed. "apparently something so big it's something the pack doesn't want to miss." i attempted to shrug, but that was no use. "yeah, right. what's this party gotta have that the others haven't?
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thesatellites · Aug 22nd 2014

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Michael T. Smithers

Mikey's shoulders shifted, his brown, doe-eyes gazing off thoughtfully. "Not sure," he shrugged nonchalantly, although curiosity was nagging at the corners of his mind. Maybe something big would happen. He'd been to a million other parties, many of which were attended by other werewolves, from the Pack or not. Ususally things went well, but sometimes people got hurt. Mikey knew the danger of altercations between werewolves. Not only did it risk exposure, it all so often let to injury. "You gonna go? I think I might. I mean, I'm not doing anything else tonight..."

Frostbite; · Aug 22nd 2014

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[align=left][sub][font=georgia] Draco was always late for class. It wasn't something usual. Walking into class, he slammed the door loudly, almost making the walls shake. This was of course by no accident, he did so on purpose. He liked getting a rise out of teachers. Smirking as he saw his instructors head fly up, he remained in the back of the class. "Mr. Malfoy," She sighed shaking her head. "Late again this time, I see." His sharp grey optics watched her as she scribbled down a note. "What's your excuse this time?"
"I was out." Draco stuffed his hands in his pocket, leaning against the wall.
"You're just like your father..You know he was a classmate of mine. Arrogant, smart-mouthed, and uncivilized."

Uh. Oh.

"You never had a d.mn clue who my father was!" Draco growled. You could see his rage through his face, like he was almost ready to shift. Looking at the rest of his packmates, he was hoping they would back him up. Draco tried so hard to keep in his anger, but something flipped inside him. But before he knew it, a large, terrifying beast took the shape of Draco Malfoy.

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I decided to make him a little younger.

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Zombie Masquerade · Aug 22nd 2014

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[justify][font=andale mono][size=8] click, click, click, goes the sound of my boots as i push my way down the crowded hallway to my next class, using as much force as needed to get the idiots out of my way. honestly, you would have thought with all of these years of switching classes, someone would have taught them to make some sort of way for everyone to head in different directions. but no, they still just pushed each other around randomly, bumping into each other, filling up the hallway, really, while they somewhat smaller people pushed and punched and elbowed until we could find a way to our next class. survival of the fittest, i guess.
anyways, finally, i managed to get out of the ruckus and into my next class, dropping my books down with a huff as i glanced around, trying to get some sort of clue as to what we'd be doing today. by the looks of it, i was one of the first one's hear, which meant i got my pick of seats, but i usually just sat in the same one every day, anyways. in the middle, not the center of attention but not fully forgotten.[/fancypost]

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Graymist · Aug 23rd 2014

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mike - Mike asked if he could be excused from class, to which ms. Asher all to cheerily answered yes. He shoved his way through the doorway, his tall, broad frame barely passing through. Mike made his way to the computer lab. He wasn't a nerd, but when it came to any type of technology, he was a master. He ran over all the teacher that he knew the password to logins and email logins. Ms. Asher was among them. He pondered over the thought of hacking her. If he wanted to give the class a little humor, he would have to act fast. He considered some of the other teachers before his mind solely rested on Ms. Asher. A lazy smirk, something he and his sister had both mastered, plastered his face as he logged in.[/fancypost]
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Classy Duck · Aug 24th 2014

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a...party?

"oh, i...i dunno..." i replied lamely. i could barely face crowds nowadays. a party would be no different.

come on, samm! quit being such a p.ssy!

shut up!

no, you shut up!

yeah, i know what you're thinking- i'm one of those weird kids who argue with themselves. thank god mikey couldn't read my mind. he's a pretty chill guy and all, but you just never know. as you know by now, i've been pretty 'messed up' as my mother's relatives would say, since the accident. on my mother's side, their all posh and stuck up and that sort of stuff. money is on their brains twenty-four seven. i don't blame 'em, they're surrounded by it. and then, there's my family: middle class, having just a enough money to get what they need, maybe a little under. whatever. but that's not important.

"...i mean, i guess i could." i attempted a faint smirk, "i wasn't gonna sit around and do this pile of sh.t all night anyways!" i gave a stifled laugh, and it was felt good to chuckle for once. i don't know why, but i don't care.

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Classy Duck · Aug 30th 2014

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bump!!

good plot ideas coming up! just hang in there guys!

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