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Post by sammie on Nov 16, 2012 16:43:28 GMT -5
 
Gorgeous day. Bright sunshine. Not a cloud in the sky. There was a light layer of snow on the ground, so cool and white and fluffy, like a blanket for the crumbling winter grass. As I walked across the campus, I saw the horses frolicking and playing, shocked by this new phenomenon. I smiled proudly when I saw my beautiful black Thoroughbred X, Midnight, galloping across the field with his buddy, Harley, in their gigantic field. Harley was owned by my BFF, Violet, and he and Midnight are inseparable. The campus was empty, giving the impression of a Victorian ghost town, right down to the last tiny shop. It wasn't even 6 AM yet, but I'd gotten into a wake-up-early habit lately, that I couldn't seem to break. I didn't mind the alone time though; it gave me lot's of time to think, and to just take in the beauty of CCA and the horses without all of the drama. I was about to head to Midnight's field to say hi, when I looked into the window of the ice cream shop. It was one of the cutest on campus- huge sprinkles of all kinds and colors were painted on the stark white walls, the floor was a pretty marble with a pink tint, and the big windows always had festive decor stickers on the corners. The name was very unoriginal, though, with "Ice Cream" in big, thick black bubble letters pasted onto the pretty pale purple awning. In the window, I saw a tall, dark-haired guy sitting at one of the two-seaters, he looked pretty cute but Sammie couldn't tell from outside. Who would be out here at this time of day? The pretty blond thought. Before she walked inside, she examined her outfit. She had a natural sort of beauty going on, absolutely stunning in a totally different way than usual. Her soft, golden blond hair set off a pretty glow in it's loose, messy french braid and she wore a loose, pale pink PEI sweatshirt and pale wash, shredded skinny jeans with purple converse. She wouldn't wear this to school or anything, but it's not like she'd been expecting to encounter a handsome stranger that wasn't Midnight. So, she regained her beautiful posture and strode confidently into the shop. The workers weren't even at the counter, probably not expecting anyone to fall inside, so Sammie simply walked up to him. "Hey, I didn't expect anyone else to be here." She said, smiling prettily, and tucking a loose strand of blond hair behind her ear.
this thread was written for Justin Woods and it's 300 words long. Sammie is wearing this outfit! now my inspiration for this post was music. now i have a couple more things to say so just hold on tight. notes! the template was made by the template was made by gabbyy of psyence fiction and gabs of a different color of caution 2.0. the music is credit to carly rae jepsen! don't you dare takethis credit off or steal anything! gabby will come and hunt you down with a chainsaw, don't try her.
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Post by Justin Woods / Hannah Bay on Nov 16, 2012 20:58:30 GMT -5
A blonde girl came in the shop. "Hey." I said simply. I flipped my hair out if my eyes. I wore a red polo shirt with one button done up, black fall coat (its cold outside!) navy jeans and my Nike sneakers. The girl standing in front of me was pretty, I was sure I had seen her befor.. But just couldn't place her face to a name. The blonde hair nice makeup and all the guys calling her name. Oh this girls Sammie! Justin thought to himself. He had met her a while ago at the pool. He smiled warmly for a second and returned back to his straight face, but his eyes where still smiling at her. Suddenly all these stories came into my mind about how Sammie was the queen bee of Canterwood, how all the girls where jealous of her and all the guys adored her. Then I realized how some people would think I`m lucky that she`s talking with me. At my old schools I was never really in one of those 'populare clique' things, but they did talk to me at times. But I always wondered if they only talked to me because my dad is a oil company owner, my mom`s a doctor and we live in a mansion. Those things don`t really matter to me, and by coming to Canterwood I was hoping I could find real friends.
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Post by Amelia "Amy" Williams on Nov 16, 2012 22:48:05 GMT -5
OOC: Hey Hannah (or Justin) Sammie gave you a fair length post reply, I think she'd understand if you took the time to write a fair reply back. Also your post is barley passing the minimin sentence requirement so It would be nice if you wrote a few more sentences.
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Post by Justin Woods / Hannah Bay on Nov 16, 2012 23:04:13 GMT -5
OOC I only had a couple minutes to write it and was planning on writing more anyway. But I added some more  |
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Post by sammie on Nov 17, 2012 21:31:51 GMT -5
OOC: I can't do this thread if you won't have at least 250 in each post.
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Post by Justin Woods / Hannah Bay on Nov 18, 2012 10:32:27 GMT -5
OOC: ok I will have 250 in each post from now on. Sorry  |
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Post by Justin Woods / Hannah Bay on Nov 18, 2012 10:41:12 GMT -5
I added more again
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