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Jan 02, 2010 08:49PM
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((teehee))Claire was eating her lunch in her room. (da room in the institute) She picked at her salad. Why was she here? She didn't know.
Adam was experiencing a terrible headache. He couldn't stand it. He stood up and opened the door. He was allowed to go for 2 walks a day, and this was his second one. Though he wasn't allowed to leave the building, he didn't mind that.
Claire's door was open. She needed the "fresh" air. Though it smelled kinda weird here, but she got used to it. She went to stab another lettuce piece out of her salad, when she knocked over her hot tea all over her. She stood up quickly. "Jesus Christ..." She muttered.
Adam heard a spill of a liquid. He knocked on the side of the wall next to some girl's door. (Claire). Tea was all over her. "Need help?" He asked.
"No it's okay... I'm fine." Claire looked up at the dude. She nearly dropped the tea cup when she saw him. 'I didn't know there were hot guys in here!' She thought to herself.
"Um... that'd be nice." Claire smiled a little, but still fumbled with the tea cup. She looked at her white shirt. It was ruined completely.
"Yeah. I'll go run and get some napkins, you can go put a new shirt on and stuff..." Adam kinda blushed at that because since her shirt was wet, you could see her bra through it. ((hahaha poooor Claire))
Claire notice him blush and she smiled a little. But she turned her head for a second into the mirror to see her B.R.A. in total view. Her face turned red and her eyes shot back at the dude.
"I'm gonna... go get the napkins..." Adam said, walking away slowly. Too bad it had to be awkward and stuff.
Claire sighed and stared at her shirt. She waited a little bit, the cafeteria was only a little bit away.
((sorry! made her guy!!))Adam passed a couple people that were like "prisoners" like him and that other girl. He grabbed a handful of napkins and decided to sit and wait for her to change.
((hehe it's ok!))Clare shuffled through her drawer of shirts to find the perfect one to go with her neon green pants. Then, she found her "Attack Attack" (band) shirt and slipped it on. She opened her door again. Hopefully he'll come back.
Adam saw the door open. He stood up slowly. People were watching him. He could feel it. (he's paranoid) he walked back to her room and stood at the door, like he wasn't allowed to get any closer to her.
Claire saw him approach the door. "Hey, did you... get the napkins??" She was sitting next to the wet spot on the bed.
Claire didn't catch the napkins, but went down and pick them up. "You know, you can come in. Acutally.... I prefer you did. It's boring being alone."
Adam walked in and stood in front of her. "Why do you prefer I stay?" A smirk was across his face. He was blushing though, he's never actually liked a girl, but she's kinda close. He's just gonna play-flirt with her.
Claire's face went red again. Because your hot. "Because it's lonely. And you could possibly help me clean this mess up."
Adam smiled and picked up a napkin. He sat closely next to her and started patting the mess with the napkin. "What's your name?"
"Claire. What's yours?" Claire reached behind him to pat the mess. Their thighs were like connected.
((oooolala))"Adam. Do you wanna hang out later? Like in the cafeteria?" He asked her. The mess was mostly patted out. "I mean, where else could we go?"
"We could sneak out, but we could get caught." Claire smirked. She tossed the gross napkin in the trash.
"I'm up for that." He took Claire's hand and wrote down his room number (156) with some pen that was in his pocket.
Claire looked at her hand when he was done. "I'll see you tonight then." She smiled. She poked him in the arm when she said YOU.
Adam smiled. That was the signal for him to leave. "See ya." He walked out the door, and closed it behind his back.
Claire sighed a happy sigh and fell backwards on her bed. Her hand searched for her diary. When she found it, she opened it up and with her purple pen she wrote:Dear Diary,
I met somebody who lives here along with me. His name is Adam. He's really hot and stuff, and he asked me out!! I'm so excited!!
Adam walked to his room and closed the door behind him. He was in a happy mood, and totally forgot about his headache. In fact, it was pretty much gone. He went into his bathroom and decided to take a shower.((can we fast forward to the time he's gonna pick her up?))
((yeah!))Claire was still in casual. She looked at the time then her hand. She opened her door to go get Adam.
Adam was standing right there, ready to knock. He jumped a little. "Oh hey," He said. "Ready to go??"
Claire gasped, then sighed. "Gosh you scared me... and yeah. I'm ready." She hooked her arm around his.
"Out that window." She pointed to the window in her room. She lead him to the window. "Just jump. You go first."
Adam shrugged. "okay. I'll catch you when you get down." He winked. He opened the window and jumped.
Claire sighed. She was kinda scared. But he'll catch her, like he said. ((lol right!?!?)) She jumped.
Adam caught her but he fell on his back. Then, Claire and him accidentally locked lips because she was ontop of him. ((gtg))
((byee!! and OOOLALALALALLALA!!!!))Claire was red. Oh my god. She got up from ontop of him. His eyes were closed. ((hehe!! that means he liked it!!!!!!)) "Oh my god are you okay!! I'm so sorry!! Oh my gosh!!!!!!"
"I'm okay..." He sat up. That was.... random. ((HE HAS NO FEELINGS. BUT HIS EYES WERE CLOSED!!)) He felt himm blush a little. "Lets just GO"
"Crap. Just run!!" Adam grabbed Claire's arm and they ran towards the giant fence. "Crawl under that open space."
Adam followed her. Then, a ton of swat guys were yards away. "FREEZE OR WE'LL SHOOT!" one of them said. "JESUS CHRIST RUN CLAIRE!!!!" Adam yelled.
Claire screamed and ran for her life. She kept looking back at Adam. Her breathing was heavy. "Hurry!!"
Keora was sitting under a tree at the institute. She was wearing dark black jeans, a black and gold tee shirt, and a black jacket that covered her cuts on her arms. Her knees where up to her chest. Her back was against the tree's trunk and she was looking at the ground, her long black hair covering her face. She hated it here and she wanted out, but they where gonna keep her here till they thought it was time for her to leave. And after that where would her life go? She had nothing. She would probally kill someone else and end up in a prison. Or a Straight Jacket or worse.


