Let's dance with the devil //open Dec 29, 2012 23:08:09 GMT -5
Post by Charlie Hall on Dec 29, 2012 23:08:09 GMT -5
It's time for a dance with the devil
Careful now, don't get burned
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Charlie threw her pencil down on the paper in triumphance. The last math problem had been completed. Smiling, Charlie closed her textbook and slipped her homework into her folder. She stood up and nearly skipped to her closet, eager to change out of her sweatshirt and yoga pants. Picking out a dark purple cap sleeved dressed with lacy tights, Charlie added a pair of droop earrings and slouch boots. Grabbing a post it note, Charlie wrote a quick note to her roomie, Amelia. Hey! Hope your practice went well- going to sweet shoppe (: Charlie stuck the note on Amelia's desk, and grabbed er bag, eager to get out of the stuffy dorm room.
The small, dark haired girl collected a couple wandering eyes as she made her way across campus. Being friends with Rose and being on the cheerleader team gave her popularity points. But she didn't want to be placed in a group, not yet. Everyone she had met was very nice to her, including that girl, Freya. She didn't want to be in a trio or grou that hated another group. She would rather be friends with everyone. Brushing her hair back, the slender girl slipped into the sweet shoppe as part of a crowd, then subtly seperated, walking up to the counter. "One small Coke and 2 sugar cookies, please." As she waited for her order, she scrolled through her droid, lazily looking at facebook. Grabbing her soda and cookies, Charlie made her way to a small booth in the back. Sitting down, she took small bites of her cookie, staring out over campus. A voice interrupted her out of her daydream.
WORDS COUNT how many words, yo? minus coding.
STATUS finished? unfinished?
OUTFIT polvore link here
NOTES anything else really?
MUSIC music used for inspiration or what you are rocking out to.
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