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[billy]

-Changing Lana's siggy-

[Summer Johnson]

myyearbook.com/?mysession=cmVnaXN0cmF0aW9uX3Byb2ZpbGUmdXNlcmlkPTExNDA0NDE=

Ygg
i think its the person i like
=/
dunno

[Natalie Summers]

my friend...

[manda]

Nyah, I was goosing someone.
-snicker- Goosing..

[Isnelia Blything]

New charrie= new plot.

[lisu]

"That's such a good read. I um- I read it last summer, and it completely inspired me"

...

Replying to some thread.

[daphne greengrass]

[/b]" Gracie kept whispering. Today hadn't been her day thus far. The alarm clock didn't go off, the water in her shower was cold, her mother wasn't awake, thus there was no food she could just start eating. So, she decided to have a cup of coffee. This idea didn't work either, due to the fact there was no coffee. Plus, there was no time anyway. She was always earlier for school. If she wasn't, she considered herself late. But this was really pushing it. Angrily, she slammed her hands into the steering wheel. This time when she turned the key, the engine purred like she was used to it doing the first time. This was beyond insane. Nothing was going her way. Recklessly, she pulled out of her driveway and took off down the wet roads of this damned town. Wishing nothing more than to leave it, as well as all her memories behind her.

Honestly, she was fed up with it all. Josh left her, her sister was happy, so was everyone. There wasn't a single reason for her to stay. Except, her education. Though she could easily get that anywhere else. In fact, she wasn't sure at all why she was here any more. What was keeping her from crossing the state line and going somewhere? She didn't need an education to get a job in somewhere like Hollywood, or in New York. She could do what she wanted. But, in her heart, despite the fact she wouldn't admit it, the real reason she was staying was because of Josh. The fact she still loved him. Dammit. Grace could easily say that she hated him, but there was the big problem of believing the words coming out of her mouth. The light in front of her was yellow. And common sense told her to stop. However, she accelerated. Light changed to red several moments before she hit it, and she ran the light. Broken law. Her eyes scanned the mirrors for flashing red lights. None were to be seen. She smiled as much as she could with how her morning was going.

But nevertheless, school. The thing Gracie had to get into before the bell rang and made her late. This made her hit the gas harder. Her eyes didn't even drop to the speedometer in fear of the number she would read. Another broken law. She was easily doing forty. And, OH, the sign she just passed said 25 MPH. How fun... Her eyes were on the brink f tears, in which case she was happy for the rain. After all, no one could tell she was crying. Gracelynn Leighton Jones took risks. That was something everyone knew about her. But, there was a difference between taking risks and being reckless, wasn't there? The blonde didn't seem to know anymore. The line between the two was so beyond blurred that the entire area was tinted with the color of the line. Hell, there was no line. She whipped into the school parking lot, and slammed her brakes to hit the parking spot she somehow landed in moments later. The problem though, it was still pouring, she she had to get her books to her locker, and she had to get to her first hour class before the bell. Gracie looked at the clock on her dashboard. Fan-freakin'-tasic! She had a little under four minutes. Her blonde hair fanned around her and she grabbed her books, she pulled her keys and opened the door. Slamming the door, she instantly started running, locking her car over her shoulder with a single press of a button.

The run to school got her positively drenched. And now, oh, now she had the task of playing with her locker, trying to get the thing open. The first hour bell was about to ring. The girl knew this due to the fact there were a scarce amount of students in the halls. "Ugh," she exclaimed quietly as the bell rang and her books fell to the ground. This senior was late for her class. Again. Gracie! The girl who was there several minutes before the bells even rang. The girl who spent her lunch hour in the library so she could get the maximum score on all her assignments. Gracie sighed heavily and played with the lock again. A soft sigh of relief was released from her lips, and she dropped to her knees to get her books as several tears slipped from her eyes. She'd blame the rain. After all, due to the fact she was completely soaked people would believe her. But she was still hurrying. Oh, never mind the expression her mother told her about hurrying making you more late than you were to begin with in the first place. No. So, Gracie, stupidly, placed all of her books in the locker and started to slam it shut. However, she then, stupidly, placed her hand in the small opening to get the book she needed for her next class and....

SLAM.

A blood curdling scream was heard before Gracie placed her fist into her mouth to shut herself up. Her locker hit her hand and now she was bleeding and it hurt. A lot in fact. Gracie didn't exactly have the best tolerance of pain as people thought. And then there was the fact that blood made her sick. So, now, she was standing, stupidly, with her hand gushing blood and her stomach tossing over at the sight of it. The girl could already tell that her hand was swelling. But the blood wasn't that ba... Okay, so perhaps it was that bad. But she didn't think she broke anything. She didn't think she'd need stitches. Everything would be fine. She just had to, haha, get to the nurses station without puking or getting blood everywhere. Her hand dropped from her mouth and she clutched her hand, a whimper escaping from her lips. Her bright blue eyes darted around her locker, looking for something to put around her hand. And, of course, there was nothing. Some day she was having. Once more, Gracie closed the locker and this time she didn't try to stop it from closing. She put the lock in place and instantly took off running in the direction of, well, the nurses station.

"Um, help?" she asked, softly as she entered, blood staining most of the lower half of her light blue shirt, which was navy due to the rain anyway. The nurse's eyes instantly bugged out as she tended to Gracie's hand. And once more, she felt beyond stupid as she explained what happened. At least now she had a good excuse for being late. Her right hand which was now wrapped in gauze and had ice being placed into it proved that. And, of course, she just had to be right handed. There was nothing on earth that would make her feel more idiotic at the current moment.

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Haha. Something I posted on another site that I copied because I got logged out while I was posting it, and yeah.... lol.

[xerxes]

[i][/i]:

Hahah. You couldn't see that without the code. :] It's for my new character, Celeste. I'm working on things, yep. I expect she'll be done tomorrow. x]

[lovegood]

MONSIEUR
MADAME

I was working on Luna's relationship plot.

[selly]

@hotmail.com

Ahaha. I dunno. >_>

[nott2]

Danae Felise

[charisse]

“Excuse me, but would you mind if I took a picture, or maybe a few, of you and your… sisters?” she asked, questioning her accusation. “You’re really cute,” she commented almost flirtatiously. “…and they are, too. I’d really like to at a few different places of the zoo, if you’re all okay with that.”

That's part of a post I made for a different site. I wanted to show it to Riku, hence why it's only that part. xD

[layla]

img.photobucket.com/albums/v693/marna/Downloaded/Lacey%20Chabert/Image127.png

Icon address for someone to place in their plotting page thing. =]

[maiwolf]

www.neopets.com/~Charmoonie

^^ No idea. O.o

[Camden Wright]

One of my favorite bands being awesome on a rooftop. =p

[maiwolf]

First name/Nickname:
Who You RP:
Grade in School:
Sports You Play:
Other Activites:
Your Smarts:
Anything Else:

=3 That's for this place!

[Camden Wright]

<i8b4uUnderground> d-_-b
<BonyNoMore> how u make that inverted b?
<BonyNoMore> wait
<BonyNoMore> never mind

Bash.org = Greatness.

[astoria greengrass]

Heh, writing a new diary.....

[Percy Weasley]

;; Ravenclaw

;; Slytherin

Too lazy to recode this every time I do/fix a plotting page...

[traceyd]

seventh0horcrux.proboards106.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=ravenclawcommon&thread=1200829543

I sent the link to Abbie