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 Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:44 pm
Illiana Marks and James Watkins used to be best friends. They are both trouble makers, and were inseperable. When puberty hit, something happened, and they werent friends anymore. They ended up hating each other. It's been 3 years since that happened and there both 17. They have both messed up big time and are now either working with the janitors or being expelled. Can they get along, become friends again, or something else?
Once I have James and Illiana, more people can come as well! smile
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:48 pm
Name: Illiana Marks Age: 17 Grade: 11th Likes: Chocolate, Rain, Music. Dislikes: James, Alcohol, Stupidity Bio: Parents were alcoholics. James wast he only one who knew. She told him everything and he helped her through it all. When they just stopped talking, she grew to hate him. Pic: 
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Ovan Maxwell Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:53 pm
Name: James Watkins
Age: 17
Grade: 11
Likes (3): Romance stories, writeing, blackness
Dislikes (3): Illiana, drugs, people who talk to much
Bio: His parents were always too busy and ignored him, Illiana used to be around for him to talk to... But then he had other people to talk to and starte to ignore her
Pic: *i always mess these up, sorry*
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:56 pm
*its alright, I have a pic to use for him, if you dont mind. smile * 
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Ovan Maxwell Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:57 pm
dont like the ciggarete, but alright
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 11:02 pm
*well, we'll pretend the cigarette isnt there. smile *
Illiana sat outside the principals office. On the outside, she was calm, composed, even bored. On the inside, she was trembling. She hadnt meant to do anything bad. Now she was on the point of expulsion? She looked across the isle, and there was James, awaiting his fate as well. She barely controlled a snarl. How had she ever become friends with that creep?
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Ovan Maxwell Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 5:33 am
James kept muttering things to himself, nothing coherent or usefull. He barely did anything, yet he was getting punished anyway. With Illiana just down the row, the awkwardness was too much to bare...
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 10:22 am
The principal called both of them into his office. She shouldered James out of the way and moved the two chairs in front of the principals desk far away from each other. She wasnt sitting by him. She sat down and looked expectantly at the principal
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 10:25 am
"Hey, I didn't mean to start a riot," He muttered "I was just stating my feelings and people got out of hand."
*Im going to leave now, don't when I will be back to gaia, or even if I will be back... Take care of this place*
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 10:54 am
Illiana didnt say anything, just waited for the principal. He told them that it was the program or expulsion.
*Hey, where are you going?*
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Undesired Desire Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:13 pm
Name: Annie
Age: 18
Grade: senior?
Likes (3): Fantasy books, drawing, and writing.
Dislikes (3): Nosy people, eraser smudges, and most preps.
Bio: Annie is not from here. She is from Florida and has some pretty strange friends. She is friends with James, but Illiana isn't on of her buds. She has nothing against the colourful girl, she just doesn't socialize much. A bit peevish, Annie has a severe case of O C D and hasn't taken meds in about a month. She has no love life and suspects that James has only used her to make Illiana jealous, or to fill that gap.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:19 pm
It was half an hour after school, James's shadow could be seen in the principal's office. Don't ask me how I Know it is him. I just do. He seemed peeved, he was slouching. I wondered what it was that he had done this time, then the memories of lunch came to mind. I was at the front of that riot, standing behind him one hundred percent. I don't even know what he was yelling about.
I should be sitting in there. I played him up and egged him on. I am just as guilty as he is. Both of them are.
I sat outside the office and took out a sketch book filled with various drawings, several that he posed for (even though most of them he doesn't know I drew). I turned to a page that I had drawn in that last class hour of the day: The riot scene. Evidence. I wanted to tear it out and shred it, but I liked the urban look of the drawing. "James, why are we drawn to trouble?"
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Undesired Desire Vice Captain
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