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snake! Can't somebody love me v.v,
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Jan 20, 2011 03:43PM
((here you rp after you make a charie this will open when we have enough charies :D))
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she smiled and connor walked up"hey kat"
"waz up"
"nothin, im going to class"
"bye"
he left
she sighed happily and looked at zalia "sorry..."
kat walked over to connor "wanna skip?"he smiled "yeah come on" they snuck out and walked home together they walked past zalia's car
(( can someone roleplay with Christa?? ))
Manda was walking to school. Her attire was simple: a plain soft blue dress with a white leather jacket, neon green acessories, white and green ballet flats, and a small red bow in her brown hair. Her hair was pinstaight, as normal. Manda typicaly curls her hair, but she was too lazy this morning. Her bright neon eyes scanned the school as she crept in, wishing she could go right to fifth period. She had dance then. She gracefuly headed to her locker.
Zed took a sip of his ussal morning coffee as he slung his locker open and stuffed his things inside, before grabbing what he needed for the first few periods, he took his time, while listened to his I-pod
Christa walked into school, her Juicy Couture flats making a tap sound on the marble floors. Another day... She sighed and walked to her locker. Her Marc Jacobs mini skirt barely moving. She dressed in way to reveling clothes but no on ever said anything to her. Since her father did donate a bunch of money to this hellhole of a school. Christa opened her locked and checked her makeup in her mini mirror. She looked hot as normal.
Manda closed her locker and checked her scedule. It was her first day at this school, and she was a litte worried. First, math. she thought, and she walked to math class.
Christa grabbed her Chanel tote bag and walked to math class. She sat down next to some guy and flipped her waist long curly dark brown locks.
Christa looked around to make sure the guy was talking to her. She smiled, "Yeah. I'm Christa by the way."
"I've heard, my dad just started letting me go here since he was donating money to clean this place up." Christa said fixing her Chanel cream low-cut lace trim tank top.
Manda grined. She then noticed she doodled ballet shoes. No one knew she danced ballet, and she didnt want them too.



