| [fancypost borderwidth= 0px; color: white; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 45px; text-transform: uppercase; transform: rotate (270deg); -o-transform: rotate(270deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(270deg); -moz-transform: rotate(270deg); margin-top: +135px; margin-right: -242px; margin-left: -240px; letter-spacing: +3px; text-align: center;]Temperance[/fancypost] | [fancypost borderwidth= 0px; background: url(http://static.tumblr.com/a2a72…epo2ehzu1qe9fp6o1_250.gif); height: 290px; width: 200px; margin-right: -2px;][/fancypost] | [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: playbill; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 250px; height: 288px; margin-left: -10px; overflow: auto]Saying good-bye to Adelynn and Addison, I walk in the opposite way, trying to find my locker. "One hundred, forty-there'' I mutter under my breath. Upon find my locker, I turn the knob to the combination, muttering lowly under my breath. "Twenty six, thirty-two, twenty-two." Finally, after three tries, I get my stubborn locker to open, hooking my bag on one of the hooks. Closing, or more like slamming in my opinion, my locker closed, I lean against the cool metal. Like always, I ignored many of the people who tried to talk to me. I hated people to be honest, they were too clingy and annoying in my opinion. I always avoided the crowds whenever I could. //low muse Outfit ;; click [/fancypost] |
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