Sleeping on the street tonight. [opeeen]

[W i nter.Babeee (:]

10.15pm

Arrowfield e. centre.
Dormitory one.
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• Here we go. The first day of the rest of our lives. Having travelled for several hours on a rickety old bus that i would hardly say was roadworthy i was just about ready to lay myself to sleep. i had expected that i would be much more alert once arriving on campus. But after standing in the vacant administration office for atleast eight and a half minutes without any sign of another soul my nerves had somewhat subsided and all that was remaining was the desirable urge to curl up in a fetal position and rest. I wondered silently to myself if whoever was in charge would mind if i just let myself into one of the dorms and checked in tomorrow. I mean, they could hardly say i was at wrong, there was no one waiting for me when i had arrived. Perhaps they'd forgotten i was coming? Yes, that sounded like a rational explanation. Either way, i was beyond caring at the present time.
  
  
• Wandering aimlessly along an empty corridor i was beginning to wonder if there was anyone here at all. It was so quiet, eerie almost. i shivered and adjusted the strab to one of the bags slung over my shoulder and focussed on the even noise my suitcase made as the wheels slid across the floor. Pausing in the middle of the corridor i turned to face a large maroon coloured door. It had a small brass plate with a number four written on it. Smiling to myself i pushed it open, four was my favourite number. Inside the room were two small beds with sheets folded neatly on the ends, a medium wooden desk and a bookshelf. The inbuilt wardrobe doors were slid open slightly. empty. I figured that if was going to stay anywhere other than on the street tonight, this would be as good as anything. Closing the door softly behind me i procceeded to put my things down at the end of one of the beds and walked in a small circle, examining the room.
  
  
• I spent a fair while considering whether or not to unpack my things, but in the end settled for leaving everything packed neatly in their bags. Wasn't much point in unpacking them when i'd just have to put everything back in the morning now, was there? i leaned back on the bed, examining the hairline cracks on the roof. They soon began to frustrate me and i started to bite my nails with irritance. It was warm in the little room, but i had no energy to reach down and take off my shoes. The white and purple nike hightops were among my favourite pairs of shoes. I liked the room, it was comforting. If i get a choice, i'll ask to stay here. I glanced over to the bed on the other side of the room, wondering whether someone else would share the dorm with me. Or if i'd be left to my own devices. I hoped they were nice here, isolation wasn't something i was looking forward to.
  

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[»PANDORA!]

Flicking the butt of her cigarette she began to wander back to her so called home, well the spit image of what her mother would like it to be. The smell of smoke wafted into her nostrils, giving her brain the last hit of nicotine it needed, to function properly, and work satisfactorily. It was necessary, to her at least. Although the pungent odour of the smoke made those around her give foul glances and stares, Pandora loved it, for it reminded her of her friends. All of her mates back home smoked, the majority of them hooked to the poisonous legal drug. Even though it was illegal for them, the underage truants couldn’t resist the daily pack of lethal fags, for it made the insides of their systems feel warm and content. Well at least that is how Miss Leicesterson feel, and at the moment, it was the only thing that could actually manage to make her feel this way, very few things were working in her favour right now. She couldn’t help but hate all the things in her life right now, big and small. Her family were as strict as the police, and her allowance of fun was very minimal, she was strapped for amusement.

As she began to pace slightly quicker, as the cold wind was beginning to pick up in speed as well, she thought about why she couldn’t have stayed home. Trudging through the stony paths of the unpaved streets, she wondered why her parents would never let anything work towards her favour. Pleasure was never on the agenda, in Pandora’s family life. She was always the one coming off second best, in everything. Her siblings were the golden children, while little Pandora the high bitch was the one racking up quite an incredible criminal record, for someone of such a youthful age. The devil child, her mother would hiss at her every time the police car would drop her back to her family house. ‘Out dealing drugs again were we?’ she would question her daughter, rhetorically, and with a sarcastic flavour in her tone. Pandora couldn’t help it, her parents would tell every employer she had ever known that their daughter was the ‘scum of the earth,’ and couldn’t do anything right. Life in the house of horrors was rather depressing at times, and bed was the only safe recluse in her giant mansion. Such a big house for an empty family, she had always thought. Something so big always would go to those with the blackest of hearts.

Home was too far away now, thousands of kilometres in fact. Her moody mistress of a mother had sent her to the finest horse school in the world, according to her. Pandora never had thought much of her mother, and in her opinion she was a stuck up slimy whore, who could manipulate anything to make it turn in her favour. Everything seemed to fall perfectly in her mother’s court, and when it didn’t, she would start a riot. Pandora remained blank, with a slight frown spread on her face as she came to an understanding. Maybe it was better to be separated from her parents, even if it was in this school of terror. Anything was better than living with them, they probably sent her away because they didn’t like Pandora themselves. They were always so proud of her siblings when they received their report cards, filled with A’s and fantastic comments. Yet, when Pandora got fails and horrifying remarks, all her parents could do was look in disgust and give their own demeaning comments, which drove Pandora in the wrong direction, and filled her mind with negative thoughts about family, love and many virtues which were built within the bonds of a child and their parents. She felt at a disadvantage to other children, who had the most loving and caring parents in the world, whether they were together or not. Pandora didn’t have that, the understanding which a parent needs to share with a child, sort rights from wrongs, and focus on the positives rather than the pessimistic sides of life. She didn’t have that, and deep down, she knew that she never would.

She could see the dorm now, and hesitated slightly before pushing open the door. She could see light seeping through the slight crack from underneath the door, meaning someone was inside. She hadn’t met any of her room mates yet, and didn’t exactly wish too, she didn’t want to stay in this god forsaken place for very long, and didn’t plan too either. As she reached for the handle thoughts flooded into her mind of the person who could be standing behind the frame. Boy or girl, black or white, young or old, tall or skinny? Many questions filled her brain, but she knew that appearance wouldn’t stop her from either befriending or fighting with the person in dormitory one. She never judged a book by its cover, despite the influences of her racist, sexist, homophobic and generally horrible parents. She tried to distance herself from their negative and absolutely tragic views of how to raise children, and teach them how to fight against those who think black people have less right than whites, and that whites should risk all costs, to show them how much more superior they actually were. Yes, Pandora’s parents were actually that judgemental.

Taking a deep breath and pushing the door open she saw a girl, slightly younger then herself, and possibly a little bit more contained. She gave her a smile, pulling her multicoloured pony tail forwards, so it caressed the outline of her jumper, and sat neatly above her chest. She moved forward, placing the pack of cigarettes and her mobile phone on her bed, before moving toward the girl. Oh please let her not hate smokers! She thought, as she caught a whiff of her strong, outstanding odour. As she strided toward her, hands in the pockets of her trackies, she noticed the girl had very much the same dress sense as her, making her slightly pleased that she knew they already had a similarity before even hearing the sound of each others voices.

“Hi, the name’s Pandora isnit? How’s yours?”

[W i nter.Babeee (:]

• It had been a while since i had felt this at home. The eerie silence was somewhat soothing after countless months of argueing and cursing as a constant background noise. Life at home certainly wasn't as it used to be. I remembered how our family used to be, when i was younger and carefree with the high spirits of being a child. Or maybe my mind had just been so innocent that i had never noticed the neverending demise between my parents. Mum, Dad & me. That's how it had always been. But the stress of marriage for eighteen years seemed to be taking it's toll on the old folks. At times i felt it was my fault, that if i had never been born they wouldn't have anything to argue about. That all the decisions they'd had to fight about regarding me in the past were what had caused their relationship to begin to fall apart. Maybe i was just being paranoid. It was exactly three and a half weeks since i had left home with two thousand dollars withdrawn from my bank account, a suitcase and two shoulder strap bags, boarded a plane and left the country. Not much for a sixteen year old to survive on for very long, but i'd managed to get by. So far.
  
  
• I distinctly remember sitting in a coffee shop one day, ducking my head so as not to be recognised by anyone who might have heard of a girl who had run away in the middle of the night leaving nothing but a short note behind for the people who loved her. i still remember clearly what i'd written on it.
  
  Mum & Dad.
  Sorry. Don't be mad. I want you to be happy.
  I'll call soon.
  Winter.
  
  
• Not much of an explanation. And that call i'd promised to make, well. i'd bet my bottom dollar that mum would still be sitting by the phone, day and night. Wondering whatever happened to her only daughter. Hopefully dad was still around, but i had a sinking feeling that him and mum were no longer together. That their marriage couldn't be saved. Even without the extra pressure of having me around. I kept meaning to call, but i figured there was no point ringing simply to say 'hey mum, i'm in another country. i'm almost out of money. been sleeping on park benches and living off oranges and milk. But i'm fine, how's dad?' so i told myself with a firm, No. i would wait until i had a bit of stability in my life before i called so that i could assure her i was okay. Which brings me back to the coffee shop.
  
  
• A tall man carrying a briefcase had walked into the shop, his questioning looks at my luggage on the floor beside me making me panick. It was at this stage that i regretted not dying my hair blonde to change my appearance. But the colour made me cringe, i enjoyed being dark haired. Apart from the single blonde streak down one side of my head. I remember turning to the window, feining interest in the numerous posters hung on it. i continued to pretend to be ingrossed in one particular poster, trying to concentrate on the words until the man left. it read 'arrowfield equestrian centre. Affordable accomodation. Stable hands needed. High standard academic facilities.' my eyes skimmed over the number printed on the bottom of the sheet. The decision i made next was the one that would decide my future. I pulled my phone from my pocket, dialing the number. It rang several times before a sweet voiced receptionist answered. arrowfield equestrian centre. How may i help you?
  
  
• i sighed contently, shifting my weight on the dorm bed as my thoughts wandered from my past back to the cracks on the ceiling. It was warm in the room, causing me to feel slightly dreary. I closed my eyes, thinking of the old horses i used to ride at the local riding school back home. It wasn't till a cold draft crept over me that i realised the door had opened. i sat up, intending on going and shutting it, i musn't have closed it properly. As i rose i noticed a girl standing in the doorway. Her hair was dark, but unlike my own it was streaked with different hues of blue, pink and purple. I watched in silence as she discarded a packet of cigarettes. Smoker aye? Although i wouldn't touch a ciggi in my entire life the thought didn't bother me. i smiled to myself, as long as she opens the window.
  
  
• She looked to be slightly taller than myself, perhaps a few years older. She seemed like a fairly forward person, but the smile that warmed her features put my worries to rest. As she approached me i smiled a big toothy grin, and leaned forward on the bed. Heeeey. I'm winter. i kinda just, dumped my stuff in here. But you know, i'll shoot through if you don't want a room mate? i gestured to my bags, sprawled across the floor at the end of my bed. I felt excited to meet someone new. First person to see on campus.
  

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[xxJessxx;; Ty]

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Eight Days a Week

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Ty ran out to his car, he knew that if the stupid people at Arrowfield knew that he was late they would suspend him with out thinking. SO it seems that going to a party getting drunk and staying out later then crashing at a friends house wasn't the best idea ever. But thats how Ty rolled if there was a party you just try to keep Ty away from it. But anyway it was about 12:00am now and Ty was told to be at the stupid school around 9:00am so as you can tell he's not in a very good spot right at this point. Considering that he got a note from the school the day he was leaving for this town, and the note was about very sticked times and if you break them big punishments. But eh Ty's use to all that shit, but you get in trouble a lot you just don't seem to care about school, its like the last thing on your brain. Still Ty knew that he had to be on his semi best behaver for at least the first maybe half a day. Then after that everyone will get to see how he really is. Oh wait it was already past half the day so everyone get ready for the most fun you will ever have at a school.

As Ty got to his car he grabbed his keys out and unlocked the door, but just as he was doing this his friend came out "Dude were you goin we got some mad partyin to do tonight you can't---"

[/color] Just as James was trying to finish his thought he threw up, eh not really the best thing to do. As Ty's friends did so Ty just stood there shaking his head. "Dude just go back inside i'll be back probably tonight, but right now you need to sleep mister dizzy."[/color] After that Ty just got into his car hoping the his friend would listen to him, if not at least Ty can say he try ed. Not his fault if James was a dump ass and didn't know how to listen to people when he knows that they are saying what he should do. Ty let out a sigh it was 1:00 o'clock now. "Well i'm already late so why try to get there as soon as I can. Its just stupid school. Not like my room mates will care if i'm there or not, considering I don't even now who they are or if there male or female, like jeez you would think you would get told these things.."[/color] Ty paused for a minute. "Okay why am I talking to my self? I think I have finally lost it..."[/color] He just shook his head leaned back and started his car.

Oh Ty loved his car his sexy fire red Mustang Convertible. Though it was one of his many cars, he just decided to bring this one with him cause it was the cheapest he owned. So if he wrecked it it would be cheaper to fix. All and all it was a pretty good car, it even had racing stripes on the side and over the top of it. As the car started Ty reached for the radio turning it up almost as loud as it would go. 'yeah you got to blow someones ear drums out' He thought. It was always fun to kill peoples ears and even more fun because chicks loved it, well at least most did. But eh didn't really matter what the other little bit thought. Minutes flue by, until he finally got to his stupid school. "Oh yay i'm here. I bet the teachers will be over joyed."[/color] He said with a smirk on his face.

As soon as he parked his car and he did a good job I might add, he walked into the building and walked over to the secretary's desk. "Oh Ty your finally here I see."[/color] Ty could tell she was quit grumpy. "Yeah i'm here, can you tell me what dorm i'm in please?"[/color] Ty rolled his eyes are the please part. God he couldn't believe he just said please to a grumpy old lady. "Yes I can dear, you are in dorm one. You will have to go there to meet your room mates. So hurry up and get out of my sight!"[/color] Wow she was being nice in a really creepy way for a little bit.

Ty just rolled his eyes again took his room key and started taking his bags up to his dorm. As he reached the door to his dorm he took his key and opened it. As he opened the door there were two girls one sitting and one standing. Ty walked in wondering if they noticed him, setting his bags on the ground he leaned up against the wall. Listening to the two girls talk to each other. Ty just stood smiling it couldn't be too long before they notice he was there. Leaning over he shut the door well he didn't really shut it, it was more like a slam. But it wasn't really his fault, he was use to slamming doors. Well at least he knew that they knew someone was there now. Ty looked up at one of the girls and then back at his phone. "Hey, you must be the girl I was just talking to. And i'm guessing this is the other roomie? Or is there more?."[/color] Ty said looking at the girl. "Well before I seem to rude i'm Ty.[/color] He said looking at both the girls. It seemed that both of them dressed kinda the same, and just by the look of them they seem like they were kinda the same. But that could very well be a good thing.
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[W i nter.Babeee (:]

fireeee. you're turn (:

Order of posting as of yet; pandora, winter, ty.

[»PANDORA!]

ooc; zomfg you are a genius ey winteerrr!? xD
lol a few giggle worthy moments in this post, particularly in sexual references and innuendos! btw, be ready for this guys, all the time, never ending sexualness in the dorm!

oh and hopes you don't mind about ty and pans 'incident' thought it may offer some humour and a little bit extra to write about ^^

Pandora laughed to herself, rolling the tongue piercing around in her mouth. The metal clanked against her teeth as she looked down upon the girl known as winter. What an odd name, especially since it would appear she has been named after a season. Then again, her name was fairly ridiculous as well. As well as the fact she was named after a mythical story, and the girl who released evil from the box. However, Miss Leicesterson is more known for being evil and letting things come into her box. Not her fault she was a tad on the bitchy, slutty and criminally active side. She just liked to live a little bit more dangerously. It was her way of expressing her feelings in a raw and outrageous way, almost like she felt it was necessary to make such an impulsive and illicit statement. She loved the feeling, the rush of adrenaline she sustained when she went through with something that she knew was going to get her into some serious, deep shit. It was what kept her going, that certain extreme sensation that she received fulfilling these crimes. And even know, this extreme punishment isn’t nearly enough to make her regret her decisions in her lifetime. Not even close.

Winter seemed like a fairly groove chick, sexy on the inner and outer exteriors. Pandora couldn’t help herself, and had to laugh. Like she was going to kick a random person out of a dorm, when she didn’t know anyone?! This was possibly the easiest way to make friends. No fucking way was she going to kick this bitch out, she seemed like a fun gal, maybe a little too reserved and possibly a tad likely to be a push over, but all in all, she seemed like a ball. Like the type of person Pandora would like to be friends with.

“Nah babes, you can stay! What, ya think I’m some random slutty, druggy, bitch that would kick you out or summin? I wouldn’t makes you homeless, don’t worry, I aint a total fucker innit?” she said with a cheeky grin, letting the girl know she was here to make friends, not be known as the stereotypical bitch on the premises, she would wait a while before that was made well known and public. She smiled to the girl, noticing her outfit, cute yet subtle in a way. She liked the get together, as it wasn’t mainstream, but had background influences. She seemed mildly scene in a way, but not like, emo and all black and depressed or anything. She seemed like a fairly cool average teenager girl, with her own sort of flavour. Pandora liked that in a person, for of course, she was an individual herself, with her wacky coloured pony tail, and her many piercings, and her addiction to drugs, and the such. She didn’t like, need or want to be like anyone else, and wished that if anyone wanted to be like somebody else, was escorted to the nearest mental asylum. Copy cats were so out dated, everyone needed to their own self, and if they so desired to be anything different, fuck them and tell them to get a new state of mind, because their current one was fucking pathetic and childlike. Only children should be permitted to look up to people, like superheroes and the such, not adolescents and adults. They needed to get their acts together, and show the world their true spirit, and how they truly feel. Express themselves in their own way, and display themselves in a manner, only they feel they should be able too.

Noise was made in the room, a loud slam as a rather, attractive, if Pandora did dare to think so, entered the room. She didn’t make it out as such, but it had been the random guy she had been IMing, rather dirtily as well. Oh crap. Why did she have to make him think she was a slut! She didn’t realise he would actually come into the room! FUCK FUCK FUCK! Pandora couldn’t think of anything else to do, she just had her head turned to him, with a raised eyebrows and her mouth slightly ajar, her head titlted slightly on a descent, looking more toward his chest then his face. She didn’t know how well this would go.

“Yeah mate, I’m the bitch innit. Yeahs, four to a room babe.” She stated to the male, still slightly shocked. Pandora had no idea what to do. This wasn’t like the ghetto, things didn’t run the way they did back home, where she roamed the streets to converse at night. She blinked, holding her eyes shut for a second or two, before looking up and smiling, moving over to him. She was sort of shaky at this, but didn’t dare to let it show, and concealed her shock as much as possible, but the chance of her steps looking a bit jittery may not have been avoidable. After all she couldn’t help but love to make a complete arse of herself, it was after all, absolutely and positively delectable to make one’s self look like a dickhead. Yummy, one hundred percent divine. As she grew close she stopped, possibly a little bit too close for comfort, she inched back slightly, but stopped herself fairly quickly, trying to make out that she was in control of the situation, and not looking like a fool moving all over the place. She wasn’t drunk after all.

“Pandora,” she said smiling, slowly beginning to raise her arm to shake hands, “what’s your true name sweet ‘eart?” She looked straight into his eyes, making eye contact was important she thought, and pulled up her hand quicker to make the moment ride faster. However, an obstacle appeared to be in the way, and it wouldn’t let her hand soar any higher. She jerked it upward again, only to realise what she hit, seemed like a familiar ‘sausage’ like object she had seen before. Pandora’s eyes slowly drew down, as she saw her fingers resting upon the bottom of his crutch, the collision possibly causing much pain on both sides, for different reasons. Oh, and here comes the shocked expression again. Pandora stood frozen in that position for a while, just staring at the bulge she had touched so freely, her hand still resting beneath his bountiful... uh... you know. A long, loud breath was drawn in, and exhaled by Pandora, as she snapped back into reality.

“Oh shit, shit sorry, oh fuck,” she began to ramble as she realised she had been touching his groin for the past ten seconds. What a fucking amazing first impression Pandora thought to herself, looking back up it his face, half apologetically, half horrified by herself, and yes, she shall admit, mildly embarrassed. Stress began to line her brain, and thoughts rushed in quickly about what an utter twat she had made of herself. She turned back, trying to relax by looking away from him. She bit her lip and looked at winter, her eyes begging for advice. She quickly paced toward her bed, picking up the packet of cigarettes in one hand, and fumbling around in her pocket, trying to find her lighter, with the other. Oh My FUCKING Lord, was all she could think, as she chucked a slender smoke upon her lips, holding it in her mouth, beginning to light it up with the lighter. Hopefully no one condemned the addicts of ash...

“Smoke...?” she offered, quickly flinging her arm around with the packet, hoping for the awkwardness to disappear, and the relaxing stick to work its magic... quickly.

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»I felt slightly captivated by the other girl. she wasn't the kinda kid i'd expected to meet at a riding academy. Either way, i couldn't really care less. I liked her dress sense, it somewhat resembled my own, but mixed with her exhuberant personality she was able to wear it as her own style, as nobody else's. In the few minutes that she'd been in the room i'd decided that she had an aura about her that warned she was not one to mess with. Lucky i wasn't one to cause trouble. I could faintly detect the smell of cigarette smoke, mixed with a sweet deoderant or perfume. In most cases i was unable to stand the smell of smoke, often ending up gagging or attempting to inconspicuously cover my nose and mouth to avoid the taste it left in the back of my throat without seeming rude. My dad had been a heavy smoker, always sucking on one of the damn things. It drove me and mum crazy, and perhaps the reason for my non existant level of tolerance for the smell was because of how many nights i had lain awake thinking about the years they were taking from my old man's life. Now i welcomed the smell, and how it reminded me of home.

»Drawing in a deep breath as i listened to what the girl had to say i leaned back on my elbows. relaxing considerably, this was a fairly laid back environment, Pandora was easy to talk to, it hadn't taken me long to come to that conclusion. i laughed casually, 'Nothing wrong with being homeless kid. You'll get sick of me soon enough!' I screwed up my nose then, immitating a loud snoring noise before poking my tongue out and laughing again. I was just about to say something else when a loud crash from the front of the room stole both our attentions. In the doorway stood a boy, tall and well built. Took me only a second to catch the sweet smell of alcohol on him as the breeze that had followed him through the door filled the room, i was also aware that by the way he leaned against the wall he'd been here for logner than we'd known. wonderful, bet he'd caught that embarassing pig snort attempt at fake snoring.

»I smiled casually as the boy adressed us, it appeared that he knew pandora from somewhere, and it was her that made the first move after that. I leant forward, laying on the bed on my stomach, face in hands as i watched pandora walk right up to him. She wobbled backwards a little on her approach and i raised an eyebrow with wonder at what she was doing. Stifling a giggle i continued to watch in silence. As Pandora introduced herself i half expected her to raise her hand to shake his, but all she made was a slight movement of her hand from her side to somewhere in front of her. After a few silent seconds had passed i was beginning to feel confused at what was happening so i leant sideways a little in an attempt to get a better view. I felt my eyebrow rise yet higher still and i quickly put a hand over my mouth as my breath caught mid laugh. My body shook softly with the laughter. Just as i thought i was about to get my giggles under control without anyone having noticed, Pandora turned to face me. The expression plastered over her face was too much. I burst out laughing, rolling sideways off the bed onto the floor where i hid between it and the wall where no one could see. Although i was sure they could still hear my hysterics.

»A few moments later i popped my head back over the bed, Pandora had a ciggi in her mouth, her arm outstretched to offer one to the boy who's name i still didn't know. In a helpful attempt to break the tension i climbed to my feet, wiping the tears from my eyes and sat back on the end of the bed, giving Pandora an apologetic look and silently mouthing 'sorry' in the process. Taking a much less physical approach i faced the boy with a bright smile. 'Hey you. I'm Winter.'

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[xxJessxx;; Ty]

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Ty look back at the door, starting to wonder if anyone had heard it. But as he looked back at the two girls the one on the bed made some sort of snorting sound. Ty couldn't help him self, and he had to let out a laugh. After about half a minute he got his self under control. As he looked back up the girl he was talking to was standing right in front of him. And he had just caught what she had said before. "Ah thats cool."

[/color] He said looking down at the girl in front of him, as he looked down at her he noticed her take a few small steps back. 'Wow you would think she was the one half hung over.' He thought. Then she finally said her name, it wasn't the most normal name ever but hey his wasn't either. Ty looked over at the other girl who now was laying on her belly.

Ty drew his eyes back to the girl in front of him. Noticing that she was raising her hand. "My real name? Well thats----"[/color] He stopped dead as something came in contact with his groin. His eyes shot down, still leaning up agents the wall his saw the chicks hand down there. Ty had no idea what do do. "Uh um.."[/color] Was all he could get out. Still not knowing what to do, about ten seconds past before the girl named Pandora stopped. But before that he heard a long sigh escape her. And Ty could tell she was embarrassed, and just as he was about to say something he heard someone laughing uncontrollably. Looking over he saw Pandora looking at the other girl and the other girl had rolled off her bed and was still laughing. Looking back at the chick in front of him, she was still looking at her friend. Ty really didn't want to make this any worst. So he decided to pretend like nothing happened or at least try.

He could feel a bit of pain from were she had "hit". Ty was trying to hold in a laugh, well with the way she was talking now anyone would laugh. "Yeah um, its okay?"[/color] He said in a awkward way. Trying to seem as normal as he could. Letting out a sigh he watched as she walked over and pulled out a smoke, and then held them out to Him asking if he wanted one. "Um no its okay, I don't smoke."[/color] He said looking back at the other girl who had finally got back on the bed and was looking at the other girl. Ty had just made out a sorry that had come from her lips. Then the girl had turned to him. "I'm Ty. uh nice to meet you.."[/color] He said still trying to act normal. You know for an actor you would think this would be a little easier. After everyone had stopped talking Ty could tell that everyone was feeling well different? Letting out a sigh, he decided he would try to get there minds off the hole thing. "So how are you guys liking school so far?"[/color] Yes it was the best he could think of. Now he was just hoping that it would work. Ty looked at both the girls then decided he should stop leaning agents the wall. So he stood up still standing on a little slant. 'Uh maybe I should have waited a little before i came into the room.' He said shaking his head at his self.

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Status :: complete
Tags :: winter & pandora
Words :: 595
Lyrics :: You've made us conscious - The Audition
Music :: random songs that are palying on the tv
Notes :: oh god i'm sorry this is really crappy
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

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[W i nter.Babeee (:]

BAHAHA.
Pretty sure i was laughing all the way through this.
FIREE, your turneeh (:

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[xxJessxx;; Ty]

ooc: yeah you guys have no idea how much i laughed well making that post and reading your guys posts xD it was like the hole time, my family thought I was going crazy =p

[W i nter.Babeee (:]

Haa.
My teachers and class mates already think i'm crazy.
So they didn't pay any attention to my giggling fits
PERMANENT ROCKSTAR INDUCED HIGH.
Can't wait for fireeee's reply.
(:

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[»PANDORA!]

sorry to be a becth, but im not gonna reply to this post, its just a little bit out there, and my muse wont work for a reply.
im gonna make a dorm meeting either tonight or tomorrow morning, so, eyes must be peeled!
ill just make it soon okies. xD

soz guys.
i know this post was hilarious, but bleah. and lexay does need to come into her dorm too xDDD
so an intro thread with us all should be nice.

[W i nter.Babeee (:]

wait whaaa?
Are we closing this thread then? ):
PARTY POOPER.

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