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    Blair Freeman|17|Theatre & Music


    Blair pulled up in the school parking lot. She turned off her car and stepped out. The summer was hot and lingering, and made her long for the lazy days of vacation. The first day of Junior year, and Blair already hated it. She was wearing a black leather jacket over a dark blue top, skinny jeans, and combat boots. She looked dangerous. Hopefully though, she would be able to meet some of her friends around school. Blair walked inside and went to her new locker. After turning the dial may times in an attempt to open it, she finally gave up and smacked her hand against the metal surface in frustration. 'Ugh! Stupid locker.' She said to herself. After moments of looking around, she noticed some new faces. A blonde girl who was a few years younger, and looked like she could own the world. And someone else. Did she know her? Blair didn't know for sure. Maybe they were the same age. This one had dark brown locks, and a great sense for fashion. Blair's eyes wandered over to her, stayed there, and then scanned the rest of the hallway. "Cute."

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    Sable didn't have a car of her own, so she had to have her mom drop her off the first day of school. That would help her image. From now on she would either walk or take the bus. She walked through the school doors, clutching the piece of paper that had her schedule and locker on it, her backpack resting comfortably on her shoulders. She found her locker and got the combination right on her first try, to her delight. Sable opened it an started putting everything away. She lightly brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and looked around. There was only a few people in the hallway; the ones who stood out were a girl with pretty blonde hair, who seemed a tad younger, and one her age who seemed a little dangerous.

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    Mordecai shut the grey door to his car, gripping the backpack that rested on his shoulders. The blonde let out a long breath. First day, he told himself, don't be nervous. But that was hard for the boy, since he didn't really have any friends. Blowing a troublesome hair from his vision, he began to walk towards the doors, gripping the handles with shaky hands. Stepping in, he was surprised at the sight. Once he found his locker and settled his items inside, but not without at least three mistakes made during opening it, he looked down at his schedule. Looking back up, the only people he could spot were three girls, one blonde and two dark haired.
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    "Hate solves nothing."

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    I was dropped off in my mother's hired limo. She thinks that because I'm smarter, I should act like I'm better. She doesn't understand. I tried to keep my head down when I noticed people looking at me, though I knew it would be useless. It happens every time I start a new school. I told her I wanted to take the ford. I walked into the school, holding tightly to my books and as I looked around at the different students. Among them, two girls and a boy in particular stood out to me. One girl looked around 17 with chocolate brown hair that went down to her elbows. She had an edgy style and came off as a dangerous person, but I wasn't one to judge. The other girl looked to be around the age of 16 with light brown hair that also goes down to her elbows. She had an indie style and came of as a shy person, but nonetheless I thought we could be great friends. The boy looked to be around the age of 17 and had white blonde hair that barely touched his ears. He looked pretty average for a boy and came off as kind person, I'm positive that we'll be good friends. I then proceeded to find my locker.

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    [align=left][size=16pt]SHE SAVED EVERYONE
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    [font=georgia][color=black]❝ Missing someone is the heart's way of saying you still love them ! ❞


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    Tawny Scout, sixteen year old brunette, sat in the passengers seat of her step-mother, Maybelle's, expensive car. Unfortunately, Tawny's own car was in the shop getting repaired and her father had left early for work, so Tawny was stuck having Maybelle drive her. Maybelle always seemed to have ideas to spend time with Tawny, always saying something along the lines of, "I just want to get to know my step-daughter."
    Tawny snorted, crossing her arms against her chest. Out of the corner of her eye, Tawny noticed Maybelle give her a questioning look. Shaking her head, Tawny looked out her window as the pulled up into the parking lot of the school. Unbuckling her seat, Tawny muttered a quick "Thanks," to Maybelle as she opened her door and got out.
    Slamming the door closed, half on accident, Tawny started walking towards the front of the school. She was wearing a simple outfit; a red tank top with a pocket that had weird, yet cool designs, light colored skinny jeans, and white converse. Finding her locker, Tawny placed in her combination, unfortunately she messed up once for twice, but she managed to get it right eventually.
    Looking around, Tawny notice a few other people. A dangerous looking girl. She has dark-ish brown hair and eyes that looked somewhat grey. Another girl had an indie type of style. Her hair was lighter than the first with light brown eyes. The last girl was a blonde with pale green eyes. She seemed a bit too colorful for Tawny. The last person was a boy. He has shaggy blonde hair with a slight brown tint to it and brown-ish colored eyes. With a heavy sigh, Tawny leaned her head against the cold metal of her locker.
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    Blair Freeman|17|Theatre & Improv


    -Blair leaned om her locker for a few moments before she once again tried to unlock it. Her effort was useless and she looked around at the new faces. Other than the ones she had been watching for minutes, a few other girls had come in who seemed just too average, and a boy with dirty blonde hair that was quite cute. Blair certainly had her eyes on a few people so far, but heck, it was the fist day! And it wasn't the time to be getting into someones pants. She sighed as her shoulders lifted slightly, then sank in defeat. The only boy in sight seemed nice, and probably too good to turn her down. Confidently she strode over and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey you, can you help me with my locker? It's jammed and I can't open it." her voice was laced with an easy allure. Without actually intending to, Blair had a way with words, and charm that got better and better. It only took her seconds to assess who this kid was. 'Let's see.' She thought, 'Really smart, music obsessed, good boy.' Blair rolled her eyes mentally.

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    Mordecai was snapped out of his trance as he felt a touch on his shoulder. Turning around, he recognized the dangerous looking girl he saw when he first walked in. "Uh, sure," he answered, voice thick with british accent. As he got a bit of a better look at the girl, he noticed that she wore almost all black, and the way she looked him in the eye gave him a bit of chills. Although she scared him a little, he wasn't just going to deny helping her with something as simple as opening a locker.
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    Sable gently pulled out the things she would need for her first period and cradled them in her arms. She closed the locker, trying to be as quiet as possible, not too keen on drawing attention to herself. She noticed a few more people had entered the building an that a few were interacting. Hopefully she would make some friends soon. She really didn't want to be all alone, especially in a school that encouraged working together. Maybe if she was lucky, she would even have a girlfriend or boyfriend by the end of this year, but she wasn't counting on it. For now she just needed to get through the first day.


    Blair Freeman|17|Theatre & Improv


    -Her eyes lit up as she heard Mordecai's accent. "Good, it's over here. nice accent by the way." Blair said as she turned around and walked towards her locker. "Combo is 5-13-22." She crossed her arms and leaned on the opposite side of the boy and watched him open the locker. Blair rarely complimented anyone, so when she did, it meant that she had taken some sort of liking in the other person.

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    Mordecai nodded, his face blushing a bit when she complimented him on his accent. The blonde quickly followed her and turned the lock until he could hear a satisfying click. "There you go," he said, opening it halfway as proof of his 'accomplishment', he would call it. Gripping the straps on his bag, he stepped back to let the girl get to her locker.
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    "Hate Solves Nothing"

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    I continued to try and find my locker, when I felt myself bump into someone, both of us falling to the floor. Being the clumsy person I am, of course I ended up dropping everything and hitting my head on the floor. Luckily, I have a thick head, so I quickly got up, rubbing my still tender head.


    I looked at the person I ran into. It was the girl with light brown hair that also goes down to her elbows. She had an indie style and looked to be around the age of 16.


    "Oh my gosh! I'm so so so so so so so so so sorry!" I quickly apologized, as I rushed to my feet and offered her my hand. What a way to introduce yourself... Way to go Claire! I thought-scolded myself.


    Blair Freeman|17|Theatre & Improv


    -Blair tucked a lock of her long dark hair behind her pierced ear and smirked. "Thanks! You should come sit with me at lunch sometime--Uh, what did you say your name was?" She tilted her head. The girl's eyes narrowed as she looked at him deeply, but seriously. Her attention was quickly pulled away from his, but only partially as a smacking sound echoed in the hallway. Blair craned her neck to see two girls falling to the floor. "Oh god..." She muttered in half amusement and half sympathy.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 399px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;][justify]He nodded, "M-Mordecai," he answered. His eyes averted towards the two girls who had fallen, and he had a slight urge to run over and help them, but he stood where he was and looked back at the girl he was talking to. "What's yours?" He asked quietly.
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    Kayli got out of her car and walked up to the huge building in California. She stood at the entrance of the door staring at the structure before she headed in. She walked into the huge building and looked around the inside "Hmm, i can work with this" she said to herself smiling brightly. She headed down the hall to find her locker inside the huge building.
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    [align=center][sup][color=white]#lightsymadethis

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    "Hate solves nothing."

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    [align=left]I waited a second, then pulled away. Clearly I had made a mistake and the likelihood of us becoming friends had diminished drastically. I grabbed her hand and hoisted her to her feet. I quickly picked up my supplies, shoving them into my backpack, and then picked up her supplies and handed them to her. After apologizing one last time, I turned and left, my eyes sad.


    I walked right up to the girl with chocolate brown hair and the blonde boy with the hair that barely touched his ears. Mainly because my locker was right next to hers. I went to open my locker, but it was stuck. I had noticed that the girl next to me had had trouble with her locker as well. Maybe it had to do with the row. After a few more times of trying, I finally got it open. I looked at the gear in the locker and winced. There was gum stuck in it. "Gross." I whispered.


    Blair Freeman|17|Theatre & Improv


    - "Great! I'm Blair by the way." She looked over to the girls and back to Mordecai. "You think we should help them?" she asked with slight carelessness. Blair adjusted her bag strap around her right shoulder and smiled at the boy. Odd behavior for her. She shrugged it off as the girl seemed fine and walked up to her locker beside them. Suddenly Blair was eager to claim what was 'hers' She looked down quickly, grabbed Mordecai's wrist, and looked back up to him. 'hey, can you show me where the Improv room is? It's my first class." Her eyes averted to the right just enough to sneak a peek at Claire.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 399px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Mordecai blinked in slight confusion. But I don't know where that is... he thought nervously, but being the nice person he is, he replied with a "Sure,". He reached his hand towards his pocket, pulling out what hopefully was a map of the school. It was, and Morde located the classroom rather quickly, "Down this hallway," he said, beginning to make his way towards his destination.
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    Sable started to apologize as soon as she collided into the other girl, gratefully taking her hand up. She was about to ask what the other's name was, but she walked away. She bit her lip, angry at herself for not making more of an effort to talk to her, watching the other leave. She stood there for a second then took out her schedule, pretending to look at it instead of awkwardly standing there. She really did need to make some friends; she was just absolutely horrible at it.


    Blair Freeman|17|Theatre & Improv


    - Blair smiled as he took out a map, and a satisfied twinkle sat in her eyes. "Hey--uh, I think I remember where it is now. Thanks for your help. And like I said, you should come sit with my friends and I at lunch sometime. See ya!" Blair said all in a flurry. She nodded a final goodbye to him and ran off towards the Improv room. After she had gotten to her class and sat down did she realize how stupid and girly she had just been. "Ugh, whats gotten into me?!" She thought with disgust. It was so out of her character to act like that around anyone, that Blair actually questioned her sanity. She sat in total silence for the duration of waiting for the bell to ring.