[fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=#510808; borderwidth=3px; border-radius: 2px; border-top: 2px dashed #; border-left: 2px dashed #; border-bottom: 2px dashed #; border-right: 2px dashed #;][fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/prof…352088028.jpeg?1352088033[/fancyimage][font=georgia][color=white]
[fancypost bgcolor= ; width: 400px; border-radius: 20px;][fancypost bgcolor=#C60808;opacity: 0.41 bordercolor=#302E2E; borderwidth=0px; width: 275px; overflow: auto; height: 125px; text-align: center; font: Font Sizepx Font Face; color: Text Color Hex Code; padding: 20px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 20px;] [color=black]If you find your family, don't you cry
In this land of make believe, dead and dry
========
Elizabeth:
I gritted my teeth as the crowd swirled around me. Being caught in a mass of people was not fun. I clutched my bag in front of me, using it to push people away as I fought to get to my locker. I bumped shoulders with some chick, and she spat a line of curses that even I was impressed by. I finally stopped walking, and tried to catch my breath as the mass of people continued on.
Benjamin:
I raised an eyebrow curiously at her before watching her walk away. My shoulders shrugged ever so slightly, and I walked inside the school, my ragged black backpack slung over one arm. I headed straight for my locker, avoiding everyone I could.
========
You're so cold but you feel alive
Lay your hand on me, one last time[/fancypost]
[/fancypost]
[img][/img]