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| Now In HD! Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Recalculating..... Posts: 1,673
Rep Power: 2 ![]() Level: 14 EXP: | Kingdom University Kingdom University is a prestigious academic institute nestled within the mountains of Radiant Garden. It offers many courses, clubs, teams, fraternities, sororities, and performing ensembles to its students. Among its claims to fame are its sports teams (football, lacrosse, and baseball are its biggest bread winners there), a superb marching band dubbed "Spirit and Power", and many other smaller, yet very well known groups. Since it's formation, the university has spurred growth in the Radiant Garden community, and the small village has turned into a bustling college town. "Dear Student' We happy to inform you that you have been accepted to Kingdom University. Move in will take place on Saturday, August 29, and continue on Sunday, August 30. Classes will begin on Monday, August 31. Good luck, and have fun enjoying all the university has to offer. - Ansem L. Courtier, University President - Mickey M. Mouse, Dean to Students - Donald F. Duck, Director of Admissions" Sweat was running down Troy's face, as was it it upon the faces of the entire rest of the marching band. Even the front ensemble was sweating in the heat. But the amazing part of the whole scene was that no one seemed to care that it was hot out. Sunset rehearsals always got everyone pumped up for some reason. Many of his fellow drum line friends enjoyed it because the pictures taken at dusk that were shown in slide shows always looked the most badass. After running back out to his drill spot from getting a water break, he heard a voice from among the mass of 300 other band member shout, "NATURE APPRECIATION MOMENT!". Immediately, the entire band fell silent, and looked backfield at the sunset behind them. The sky was painted in hues that Troy had never imagined possible. The day's close was going to be one for the books. Troy could feel that the last run of the closer to the field show was going to be his best of the week thus far. The piece they were using as their closer was King of Pride Rock, by Hans Zimmer. The piece had been arranged for the band by the Brass caption head Steve Howe and Professor Demyx the executive director of the band, and the percussion book had been written by the percussion director at the university John Casper. It was a fitting end for their show entitled "One: The Essence of Unity". Breaking the silence was the booming voice of John Casper. "Alright guys, back down to earth!" The band turned around, and faced front field. The drum line put their drums on and from the left end of the snare line, they clicked each others sticks together (their way of saying good luck). Troy clicked sticks with Nick Jurares, a sophomore, and reached his sticks over to Mike Mercado, who was next to him on the right end of line. |
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| Sidekick Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: Simi Valley Age: 16 Posts: 283
Rep Power: 1 ![]() Currently playing: Modern Warfare 2 Level: EXP: | It was Sora's last night at home. Tomarrow would be the first day of college, as he thought to hiself of all the new friends he would make. "Kari" Sora said dreamily. He then fell asleep and had the weirdest dream. Riku, Kari and Sora were at the beach looking at the sunset, it was the day they all came back. "It's finnaly over" Riku said satisfied. "Yeah but you know, maybe it will never end." Sora said happy and go lucky as ever. "You guys!" Kari exclaimed "Hmm?" "Don't you forget now that your back that you guys have to go to school." Kari said with a little happiness. All was quite. "Should we?" "Where to?" "The secert spot?" "Sure cover the entrance when we get in." "What are you guys saying?" Kari asked questioning "Go!" Sora shouted excitedly. Riku and Sora ran as fast as their legs could. In the past they both hated school, they had been through a lot and now that Kari had brought it up they were not ready to go back. But for the first time Kari caught up to them. She stood in front of them. Sora tripped and fell in the sand, while Riku kept running. "Still the best!" Riku shouted as he ran on. "No fair!" Sora said laughing. He almost forgot what it was like before the entire ordeal. Then he began thinking about school. Then he began chasing Riku as Kari Chatised Sora. When he caught up to Riku he was in the secret spot, but he was looking at the door, with no knob. "This is where it began, 2 years ago." Riku said then became silent. All three of them remembered what happend that day 2 years ago, when the darkness came and swallowed Riku, and Kari's heart fell into Sora's body. That day Sora was choosen as the Key wielder. He rememebered all the people he meet and helped. How he looked for Riku and Kari with donald and goofy. Both were good friends too, but Riku and Kari were his memories. Sora then became sullen with thought. A tear was seen on his face. "Let's make a promise." Sora said his voice begining to break. "Hmm?" Riku said as he turned to face his friend. "Let's promise to stay together forever and never let each be alone agian." Sora said smiling as he cried. the sight of him made Kari began to cry too. Riku looked at both them and smiled. "Agreed" "Huh?" "let's never be alone ever agian." Riku repeated agian as he brought out his pinky finger. Sora and Kari each looked at each other and smiled. They too then made the biggest promise, that they ever made. "Agreed" they said at the same time. Sora then woke. He looked happy as he woke. That was 4 years ago. That memory still followed him wherever he went. He would keep that promise, to Riku and Kari. As his alarm blared Sora then began finishing packing. After he packed he looked at the Keyblade. he hadn't used in 4 years and he hoped that he would never have to use it agian. "I'll be back one day." Sora said promising the keyblade. The Sword was his weapon and his heart. It was the key to everything he held dear and was the way to save the worlds. He knew that he would have to pick it up agian one day, but that was in the future. he shook his head picked up his bags, and got into the car. Today was the begining of his life at Kingdom University. His friends would be there and he knew that it would be a differnt type of adventure. As he locked up his small apartment he smiled and got into the car and left for the begining of his new adventure. |
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| We Wrote Our Names In Blood | Dawn Hail sat in one of her favorite places in all the worlds. Her legs swung over the edge of the skate ramp, her skateboard sitting behind her next to her bag the sunset was beautiful as she watched it fall behind the distant mountains..She wore her usual attire, her white tank top, black, baggy 3 quater shorts and her skull cap and tie. It was a great way to celebrate her last day at home before university. All her packing was done. Her favorite soft toys were saftly packed away for the travel to her new home, her clothes, all of her belongings were ready. She had already been to her dorm room, decorated it in her own way, made it something speical. But, Dawn knew, it would never be the same as home. She would miss her ditsy mother, the way she would baby her around when her friends were over in ways to make the blood reach her cheeks. She remembered what her mother had said, while she was packing her things. "Hey, Dawn, are you going to take Mo-Mo with you?" Sussana stood in her bedroom doorway holding the cute little Moogle plushie with a puppy dog look. Dawn turned to face her, one of her 'Your so annoying, Mum" looks painted on her face. "I'm eighteeen years old, Mum. I don't like soft toys anymore." Dawn eyed the plushie. Almost wishing she had packed it first thing, if she had, this moment would had never occurred. Sussana started to walk away slowly, obviously taunting her only daughter. "Well, I guess I can sell it in the garage sale tomorrow." "NO!" Dawn ran across the room and snatched her favorite plushie from her mothers grip. She held it tightly to her chest and scowled at her mother as she walked away laughing. She would miss it here. But ti was time for Dawn to move on, to live a collage life she had looked forward to. She stood up and walked over to the railing where her bag and skateboard waited. "I'm going to enjoy it," Her skateboard in hand, her bag slung over one shoulder, Dawn turned, with a smile, to watch the sun fall once more. "I know I will." Last edited by Angelic Symphony; May 5th, 2009 at 07:04 AM. |
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| Sidekick Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: Simi Valley Age: 16 Posts: 283
Rep Power: 1 ![]() Currently playing: Modern Warfare 2 Level: EXP: | Marshal looked at the sunset. It was almost time to go back to School. He looked at it and it remined him of the day that his daughter was born. It was the greatest day in his life. The little body in his hands, the fate of a human being was in his hands and he knew that this was his new life. But then Kim had to screw it all up. Just thinking about it made the look on Marshal's face to change to anger. That person had ruined his life. First was in High school. She was so differnt then. She was the nicest person in the world. Thats why he fell in love with her. But as time passed he saw her true colors. She was jsut a spoiled city girl who hated her family and anyone who reminded of them. Marshal told her to go to rehab. She went but for only a week. She had escaped and was captured and put in a asylum. When she got out, Marshal gave her one last chance. But she fucked that up. When Marshal told her his plan's to go to Twilight Town and start getting into his music she became furious. She told him that he belonged here while she worked. Marshal said that it would help them both is he could get started as a famous rapper. She left and filled custody over Haily. Haily, Marshal's only love in his life. She was the one who made everything better even if he could only see her a few times a year. The last time he saw her she was 7 years old and she was getting big. He loved her so much but Kim was not allowing him to see. That made Marshal even more mad. He hit the door to his apartment. His teacher Dr.Hay came out to see what was wrong. "Something the matter?" Hays asked his student concerned. Marshal remained quiet for a moment. "It's Kim." "What has she done this time?" "Nothing I was just thinking about her and the next school year." Marshal answered solmly. "Well I hope that you will stil have time to produce the album." Marshal's mood instantly changed to serious. "But of course! We spent too much time on this album to stop now. I already have an idea on how to distribute the album at school." Marshal said with a grin. When he got this way Hay knew that there was no need to worry. He looked at the Sunset, with a puzzled look on his face. Marshal looked at him then the Sunset. "Just like when we fiirst met." He said thinking of how he met Hays. It was about two years ago. Kim had already won the custody battle, and Marshal wanted to kill her. He got the gun and was in his apartment when his doorbell rang. It was Hays but Marshal didn't know him at the time. "Good evening neighbor."" Hays said as the door opened. But as he said those words he knew that something was wrong. "Something the matter neighbor?" "Would you stop that." "Stop what?" "Calling me neighbor. I do have a name." Marshal replied angerliy "So sorry but I've never asked for your name since you moved, but I have heared your music though." "You been spying on me?" "No man these wall's are very thin. Anyway I like it. I'm a artist in music too and I though that maybe we could team up and make an album together." This changed Marshal's mood drasticaly. He began to cry, and feel to his knee's. "What's wrong boy?" "You...you've been so nice to me.Why?" "Well that's what friends do right?" "Friends?" Marshal had usually been with a couple of friends but they never cared for him like this before it was too much for him. He began crying even harder. That lasted all night. He and Hays bonded over the type of music and instanly became Teacher and student. "That was a hard time." Marshal says coming out of his memory. "Yes it was, still remember you crying at my feet." Hays said jokeingly. Marshal laughed at it. It truly was a hard time for Marshal. But now with the album almost finished he could see the begining of his fame. But when he looked back at Hays he still had that puzzled look on his face. "What is it?" "Just a feeling, a feeling something is going to happen this next year." Hays said with a shiver runing down his back. If Hays had a bad feeling maybe something was going to happen but whatever it was, Marshal was ready. If his plan worked out like it should then it was smooth sailing from there. Other than that nothing could be better. Right? Last edited by SilentTrinity; May 5th, 2009 at 07:14 AM. |
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| Enigmatic Soldier | It was a great evening for practice. Everything looks fabulous including me. Celeste thought flipping her incredibly silky long blue purple hair. She was dressed in her tight white shirt and blue short shorts. KUMB was practicing on the field as well and she had caught some of its members staring at her. It was something she was use to. She would give the dorks a disgusted look every time she caught them. She thought they were especially stupid when they screamed “Nature appreciation moment” They are so dumb. She thought rolling her eyes. Celeste looked over her Cheer Squad that was all lined up like they were in the military. She walked down the line looking over each and everyone of them. She walked by her two best friends Brit and Tiff who were dressed just like her. “Looking great as always girls.” “Thanks Celeste!” They chimed. Celeste stood in front of her team. Most of the older girls looked slightly nervous, but the freshman looked excited and eager. They had no idea what kind of person Celeste was. Time to put the fresh meat in their place and get the elders to suck it in. She thought. She put on a lovely smile and said in the sweetest voice. “I want to congratulate each and every one of you for making it on the Kingdom University cheer squad! As you all know, my name is Celeste Fern and I am your captain. I am so excited to start this year with you guys. Let me have a good look at you all.” The Queen Bee moved down the line throwing one insult at each girl revealing her true personality. “Your shoes are gross…those highlights are yuck….nobody paints their fingernails blue anymore sweetie….shave that mustache Candy…I told you to get rid of that eyeliner last year Mindy....Um, pimple? Gross!....yellow is so not your color….those bangs make you look emo….and you have gained weight.” Celeste turned to her team (some of which who were crying now) and crossed her arms disappointed. “How could you all do this to me? How could all of you let yourselves go like this? We don’t see each other for one measly little summer and you all just destroy yourselves. We are the Kingdom University cheerleaders, ladies! We are the best of the best. We are perfect. Flawless. So get it together or you’ll face the consequences, M’kay?” After saying that Celeste took on a sweet tone again. “Other than that it is great to see all of you again. And our new girls, I can’t wait to get to know each and every one of you. We’re going to have so much fun this year.” The cheerleaders gave uncertain glances at one another. Celeste placed her fists on her hips taking her cheer stance. “Okay girls let’s get started. Let’s start with the new cheer. I’ll show it to you then I’ll break down the movements.” Celeste put a big beautiful smile on her face and yelled. “Ready? Okay!” She did the movements as she cheered. “Knights, get to it. Yell the words let’s do it. Give me a blue, BLUE. Give me a gold, GOLD. Knights, yell it. BLUE AND GOLD! BLUE AND GOLD, YELL IT, BLUE AND GOLD!” And that was the start of Celeste’s new terrible reign over the cheerleaders. |
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| I Will...Never Be A Memory. Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: Now if I told you, where would the mystery be? Posts: 2,584
Rep Power: 5 ![]() ![]() ![]() Level: 18 EXP: | A young man woke up from his slumber. His hair was perfectly spiked and ruffled as always. He looked at himself in the mirror that laid the opposite side of his bed. He was ruffling his hair a bit more as he got up. Suddenly a grin came onto the man's face. A grin that held a look of pure childish-ness. "Why good morning sunshine!" He said to only himself. It was a habit he had always had in life. He often found himself narrating his steps as he moved. Many girls had found it annoying. Others found it adorable. You see, this young man had always been quite smart with his high vocabulary and smooth talking. Whether he used his brains though was quite a different concept. Getting to his feet Theo stared at his beautiful new room. He then peered over to look at the clock on his desk. He was wait. Another grin appeared. Oh but he would make sure he'd make his late-ness oh so danm classy. He opened his wardrobe. Black formal pants, a white shirt that would never be seen tucked in with its life time, a long black tie, a classy vest and a old 80's retro hat; black covering it with a stylish white ribbon around it. He smiled as he looked at his outfit. Oh he looked classy. Despite how late he was he knew Destin would of waited for him. His best friend always, always did. Making his way out the door and towards his dear friend that awaited in the park Theo smiled to himself. This was gonna be one epic day. He could feel it within his skin. "Your late. Again." He watched as his quite emo-tastic friend looked up from his book to stare at him. "Aww! Come on Destie! Be nice! You know I sleep through storms! So whats a small little vibrating thing gonna do to wake me up!" He watched as his friends raised his eyebrows. "That vibrating thing I believe is called a alarm," His friend pushed his glassed back up to his eyes, "Its suppose to wake you up." Destin gave him a stern look but Theo only gave him those dear puppy eyes of him. He knew Destie would give in. "Lets just get on the bus..." Theo grabbed onto his dear friends shirt, A small, cute grin on his face. "Okay Destie-Kun!!!!!" It was only when he was around Destin that he acted with such immaturity...perhaps it had been because Destin had always known him since he had been like that...or perhaps it was just their friendship... -Ten Minutes Later- "Your going to fail." Destin only made a statement. His nose had been placed back in his book as soon as the entered the tram. "Will not." Destin now turned his head to his friend. "You will." Suddenly a quite sinister plan entered the younger boys mind. He grinned like a maniac...His friend only looked at him with pleading eyes... "We won't, you wanna know why...?" "Oh God..." "Because my dear Destie...we're gonna be living on..." "Please don't...your going to embrasses yourself..." Easy Street.. Easy Street... Where You Sleep Till NOON ~ Suddenly Theo grabbed the pole, he swung around it before he stepped off the tram. Forgetting that it wasn't his stop. His friend only followed. Use to his antics...The skate park...of course... Easy Street! Better get there soon! Theo started dancing to no music. His hips swaying to his own imaginary beats. Moves coming to his own lyrics as he twisted his hips. He saw a girl leaving the skate park, he deliberately caught her eye. Winking at her with a slight smirk on his face before he started dancing away. He turned to his friend. "Yes...where gonna be..." Easy Street Easy Street Where The Rich Folks Play! Yeah, yeah, yeah Move Them Feet! His moves started become bigger then before. He started dancing around his obstacles. It was only then he noticed his destination. His friends, group of nerds in the corner. The cheer squad at the other side. He only watched as they saw the song he was singing and grinned. Some of them singing along lightly as they sat there. Easy Street Easy Street Yes sirree Yes sirree Easy Street Easy Street That's Where We're Gonna... BE!!!! Making his final turn with his hips he slid into the seat behind his friends. Waving at all the little cheerleaders who had watched him perform. He watched as they swooned. That grin still on his face. Destin only sitting down silently. He had somehow managed to keep up with Theo's randomn performance that whole time...His nose was still stuck in the book... It was only then Theo saw the Little Miss Popular...His grin becoming more sinister... |
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| Now In HD! Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Recalculating..... Posts: 1,673
Rep Power: 2 ![]() Level: 14 EXP: | The final run of the day was without a doubt the best the band had had all week. Within the drum line, the performance was so superb considering the time of the season they were at, that John Casper even cheered at some points of the run. It had also been Troy's most exhilarating performance ever. As they transitioned from the wind/brass feature into the finale of the show, he could feel the energy that only marching band could bring him. But this time, it was at a level that he couldn't even believe. As soon as he threw down the last note of the program, his face brightened. This is what I came here for! he thought to himself. "Alright band!" said the joyous voice of Professor Demyx. "Awesome job everyone, especially the drum line! That was our best run so far, and I think you should all be proud of what you've accomplished this week. Don't forget that tomorrow is the parents day BBQ, and preview show. Winds, meet with Steve to warm down, and drum line, grab your gear and head back to the band building. John will talk with you guys there." The drummers, with their drums still on got their bags, and water jugs, and, to the tap off of center snare Chris Blanco, began marching (in rollstep style) in parade formation to the KUMB HQ. In front, a percectly straight line of 11 snares, followed by yet another even line of the 5 tenor drummers. Next in the formation were the six bass drums, marching in an arrow head formation, followed by 10 cymbals organized into two rows. Furthering this perfection was the fact that the entire line was in step. As they crossed the practice fields, they passed by the cheerleaders. A few of the drummers on the far end of the line smiled a bit, though still looking straight ahead. If there was any group on campus that was more diciplined than Celesta's cheerleaders, it was the drum line. Several of the cheerleaders stopped listening to their dictator captain to watch the drmmers march by. The people in the line couldn't blame them. Things such as marching in formation across the fields to HQ was part of what had helped make the DL so successful. In addition, they had one thing that the cheerleaders lacked: A genuinly respected leader, who respected for being the most incredible teacher they had had, as opposed to Celesta's respect from fear. John Casper was, in all respects, an innovator, and the person that had built the percussion program into the force that it was today. The members of the line saw him as a type of father figure. As they passed the cheerleaders, Chris (seeing that everyone's hands were free), commenced a tap off into the cadence. This was his way of showing off to Celesta (he had had several run ins with her, and liked to show that he was in fact, the better leader. ((OOC: For the cadence, just listen to this: YouTube - UMass Drumline: Cadence - Alumni Day 2008 Last edited by Chromatic; May 5th, 2009 at 10:18 PM. |
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| We Wrote Our Names In Blood | Saying that walking home from the skate park was anything but weird would be an under statement. It was weird for two reasons. One: She remembered she forgot her toothbrush, and two: A guy, who looked like he jumped right out of a musical, randomly danced past her singing one of the worst songs in history. Who would do that? Seriously, who would be that stupid to do something like that in puplic? Dawn's attention was pulled away from her thoughts as she turned up the pathway to the door to her red brick house. The reason it was drawn away was even more embarrasing then the prancing ballerina. Maybe even the most embarrassing in her life time. Her mother stood in the open doorway, with another of Dawn's plushies in one hand, and triple choc cookies in the other. She felt the curve at her lips, this she should have expected, but she kept it in a straight line, to help pull off the boyish look she pulled so well. "You look like an idiot standing like that. How long have you been waiting there?" She walked past her into the house and dumped her bag and skateboard on the floor. Sussana was used to it, and simply dodged as she followed Dawn into the lounge. The red head collaps on the sofa, she puffed air to blow her side bangs out of her face and sighed. Sussana sat beside her and tried not to laugh as Dawn grabbed the plushie off her and hugged it tight. She placed the cookies on the table and turned to face her only treasure in the world. She couldn't believed how much Dawn had grown. She was eightteen now, and she still felt that pang of pain that longed for Dawn to stay with her forever. Pushing it aside she bought up the subject. "Whats wrong, sweet heart?" "Have you ever seem some dude randomly do a song and dance routine out in puplic with out camera?" The question caught her off guard, and the fact that Dawn was to busy playing with the plushie, told her it wasn't what was wrong. "Well. I've never gone out to look for one. Are you going to tell me whats really wrong?" It was a rare thing for Dawn to express her feelings and she expected her to pass it off. Her expectations were right. Dawn turned to face her mother with her signature smile. "Nothings wrong with me. I'm going to be up in my room, I think I forgot something." Dawn left before she could recieve an answere and rushed upstairs. |
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| A Hero's Countdown | A young male figure under the shade of a tree was bobbing his head to the beats on his headphones, unaware of the world around him. In his hands was a small sketchbook filled with doodles and sketches of a young man in various positions and of a young woman showing different emotions. Sighing, he fiddled with a stray lock of hair before rising up and tucking the sketchbook under his arms. His headphones were now blaring a heavy guitar riff. He eyed several students walking by and he headed over to where the KUMB were practising. It would be nice to see if they had improved and of course, to see Professor Demyx's antics should they arise. He slipped off his headphones and muted them as he didnt really need them for now. He ran his hand through his hair, making it slightly messy. Shaking his head, he walked away as they seemed to be either done with practice or were taking a break. KHU...It was simply by chance that he was invited but it was also by surprise as he was quite...unrecognised where he came from though if one asked who Shouten was, expect a quick glance and the scurrying of feet. Shaking his head once more, he eyed an old rundown cafe at some corner of the street and went in. They might have good coffee.... |
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| I Will...Never Be A Memory. Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: Now if I told you, where would the mystery be? Posts: 2,584
Rep Power: 5 ![]() ![]() ![]() Level: 18 EXP: | Seeing he wasn't going to get any reaction out of 'his dear Celeste' Theo got up and started to walk away. The girls who had been fascinated with him watching him move. He looked back. He saw Destin get up silently...Destin had never cared that he was often called 'Theo's Sidekick'. He knew that Theo would do and had done many times, the same thing for him. And so they started walking back down the street in which they came. Passing some houses as they walked. Destin's ipod in their ears. Despite his manly side Destin had always had some extremely girly songs on his ipod...Theo had never cared though...to him it all seemed okay...he had never had a favourite type of music. He could listen to Phantom Of The Opera and then Heavy Metal and it wouldn't even faze him.. Theo started lightly singing the song of which they were listening to. They didn't speak, ethier of them...Destin's mind was in his book. But it was a nice silence...many would find it odd that after such Dramatics they would be so quiet...well at least so peaceful but that was Destin and Theo...Theo was loud and had many, many dramatic moments. Destin. Not so much. Which was why it was so quiet...except Theo silently singing a song to himself in order to keep entertained... If You're Not The One, Then Why Does My Soul Feel Glad Today? If You're Not The One, Then Why Does My Hand Fit Yours This Way? If You Are Not Mine, Then Why Does Your Heart Return My Call? If You Are Not Mine, Would I Have The Strengh To Stand At All? I Don't Wanna Run Away But I Can't Take It, I Don't Understand! If I'm Not Made For You Then Why Does My Heart Tell Me That I Am! Is There Anyway That I Can Stay...In Your Arms... {{Lets just say that he's singing in Dawns neirbourhood...i'm sorry, i couldn't resist...}} |
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| We Wrote Our Names In Blood | Dawn sat outside on her front step with a screw driver in one hand, her skateboard upside down on her lap and her phone against her ear. Her best friend, Matt, was always easy to talk to. Maybe because he was gay, she couldn't tell, and she decided to chat with him before they all had to spend a day moving into dorms tomorrow. Matt was the bass guitarist of her band, and had been her friend since High school. "Seriously." She mumbled into the phone, her concentration was more on her board than the conversation. Dawn had already told Matt about the musical boy and obviously Matt couldn't believe it. "How come all the good stuff happens to you?" He whined into the mouth peice. "Was he cute?" "No where near it." She threw the skrew driver onto the concrete in front of her in frustration as one of the four wheels rolled to the ground to follow it. An annoyed sound left her lips and her head lifted as she heard singing. The boy from before was walking past one of the houses a few doors away. "Oh my god it's him." She said surprised. Last edited by Angelic Symphony; May 5th, 2009 at 02:13 PM. |
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| I Will...Never Be A Memory. Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: Now if I told you, where would the mystery be? Posts: 2,584
Rep Power: 5 ![]() ![]() ![]() Level: 18 EXP: | He kept singing to himself. He heard Destin whisper the words slightly. Destin had always had a musical side deep down inside his heart. It just never showed. He couldn't help but smile at that. He placed his hands in his pocket as he started to sng the second chorus...it was his favourite... If I don't need you, then why am I crying on my bed? If I don't need you, then why does your name resound in my head? If you're not for me, then why does this distance name my life? If you're not for me, then why do I dream of you as my wife? It was only then he noticed how far he and Destin had gone...they were near the aparments now. Yet still he sung as he looked around.. I don't know why you're so far away But I know that this much is true We'll make it through and I hope You are the one I share my life with Thats when he saw her, the girl before. Sitting right on the step of her apartment. As soon as the last two lines of the part he had been singing escaped his lips, he saw her. He smiled lightly. Still singing the last two bars...It was the type of smile that said ; Hi. In pretty friendly tone... {{OMG! I love gay besties :D}} |
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| We Wrote Our Names In Blood | The smile took her off guard, that we for sure. She smiled back wearily, knowing it was the polite thing to do. "He's smiling at me." She said through her teeth. "Well smile back you idiot!" Matt yelled back. Dawn had known him long enough to know he was coming up with he's own metal image of musical boy. "Of course I am. It's the polite thing to do!" She almost snapped back. "Are you giving him the your insane look?" the furstration was obvious in his tone. "What do you mean by that!?" She whispered back, trying to not be to loud. "I'm talking about the one you always wear when your questioning peoples sanity." "Listen, I'm going to hang up now. Bye, Matt." She hung up before he got the chance to answere, and to get the chance to stop smilling at 'Musical Boy' she stood up and walked over to the screw driver. Unfortunately, the wheel had rolled all the way onto the side walk, and Dawn couldn't express in words how much she didn't want to leave the safty of her house. Who knows, he could start the dancing again! But it was her skateboard. Her pride and joy. She had to get the wheel back. But how...? |
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| Princess Exiled | A young blonde girl looked up nervously at the University. Her forehead had little beads of sweat, her hands had a deathgrip on her sketchbook--her only piece of hope--and she felt like the school was going to eat her alive. The girl had good reason; this would be the first time Naminé would go to a public school. Taking a deep breath, the girl strolled onto the campus, looking around at the various students. Some were dancing, some cheerleading, others practicing their instruments. She felt more relaxed as she got further onto campus, and paused before a tree. Remembering that today was only move in day, she took a seat at its base and flipped open her sketchbook to the first empty page she found; shortly afterwards, she began to draw the scene in front of her. ------------- 'It's so good to be back home!' Olette thought to herself as she came upon the campus.The brunette's green eyes twinkled as distant memories came back, bringing up a sense of nostalgia. That peaceful thinking was interrupted by the loud, obnoxious cheerleaders a minute later. "Of course." she let out a small sigh as she rolled her eyes at the frightened girls and their Queen. "Good job, girls." she said, smiling through her teeth. As a future lawyer, she had to get good at lying; why not start now? "Keep up the good work!" Olette decided to make it convincing and took a seat on the nearest bench, watching them. Her mind started to wander as she inspected each of them. 'How anorexic do you have to be to join?' she laughed mentally to herself. |
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| Keyblade Wielder Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: I'll get back to you when I figure it out.. Posts: 502
Rep Power: 1 ![]() Level: EXP: | Irene merely sighed as she watched the new students dragged their belongings into their dorms. Some looked imtimidated. Other looked exicited and pumped. This sight reminded her of her own freshmen year. The feelings of anxiety, fear and excitement that had knotted her stomach before. Before she could get lost in her memories, she shook them away and slipped her backpack on. She made her way to the back of the campus to where both the marching band and cheerleading squad were practicing. A few marching band members' eyes followed her as she walked toward the end of the field. She gave them a friendly smile and waved at them before seating herself against the fence. Irene popped in her earphones and picked a random song which started to play. She rested her head onto the fence, watching as the others continued their practice. |
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