Blue walked into math just as the bell rang. He took his seat and pulled out his notebook, doodling.
Do I even know how to settle down?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; height: 330px; overflow: auto;][align=right][shadow=BLACK,left]Nyx Jackson[/shadow]
There's something beautiful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, and done with the torture.[hr][hr][justify][font=times][size=8]
Sitting silently in math, Nyx didn't want to do anything. Crossing her arms over her chest, Nyx totally spaced out.[sup]©twisted [color=white]mind
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Blue pulled out his phone and texted all his hôes.
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Finally The bell rang and Nyx grabbed her stuffed and headed out of the classroom.
//low muse
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Blue grabbed his bag and shoved his notebook back in it. He walked out slowly, admirers trailin behind him.
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Finally reaching her art class, Nyx took a seat at a table alone, huffing.
//low muse
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Blue walked I to class, sighing as he took a seat at the table by Nyx. "Figured you could use some company."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; height: 330px; overflow: auto;][align=right][shadow=BLACK,left]Nyx Jackson[/shadow]
There's something beautiful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, and done with the torture.[hr][hr][justify][font=times][size=8]
"Company was not on my agenda today, but why not..." Nyx mumbled, her expression as serious as ever.[sup]©twisted [color=white]mind