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 Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 6:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 8:54 am
We slowly limped into the dinning hall. I continued my glare as we hobbled over to the front.
Mark was so excited to go get food that he tried to run off, forgetting about... ME. Needless to say, we fell... hard. But, we fell directly on my side; leaving me with a nice size bruise on my leg.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 9:17 am
"Come on Zack... how many times do I have to say sorry." I sighed, getting annoyed with his bad mood. I returned his glare "It's not like you haven't made us fall before." We eased our way over to the fridge.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 2:22 pm
I put my hand on the fridge door, but did not open it yet. "I know... I know. And, I already forgave you awhile ago. Its just that... never mind. Its not important." I worked up a smile as I opened the door. "Sorry for annoying you."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:48 pm
"You don't need to apologize Zack, I guess I kinda deserve it," I gave him a friendly nudge, then reached in the fridge and put some food on the counter. "I wish you would tell me what's really bothering you though. It seems a bit silly to keep things to ourselves... considering we share everything else now."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:41 pm
"Well..." I did a quick look around the room. Except for the two of us, the room seemed empty. I turned back Mark, "... I know it is kind of silly but... I want to keep it to myself for now. Lets just hurry up and eat."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:49 pm
"Ok..." I gave him a funny look for a moment then shook my head, deciding to drop the topic. He'd tell me when he was ready. We managed to get to the table and sat down. Zack dug right in. We we're starving, but I couldn't keep any food on my fork before it got to my mouth. Man, this sucks being right handed, and not being able to use it. I saw that Zack noticed I was having trouble, so I put on a big grin, "Only one of us really has to eat... so whatever."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 7:32 pm
Amilia ran into the kitchen and went straight for the fridge. She grabbed her usual ingredients to make her delicious sandwich and walked to the counter. As she was building her sandwich another kid came by. The guy stood at the other side of the counter glaring at her. Amilia returned the glare, this kid had some guts to mess with her. "What do you want?" She asked coldly. No reply. She went back to making her sandwich when the kid jumped up onto the counter and kicked all her food on the floor. Amilia was starting to lose it, and when she loses her temper... let's not get into details. She did her best to keep her rage in check, but she had to scare the kid off. Her hand grabbed at his collar and pulled him down to her eye-level. "If you want to keep that little head of yours, you might want to stay away from me." The words came out like a menacing growl. She threw the kid off the counter with just a little amount of her strength. She went back to the fridge, grabbed whatever her fingers touched first and stomped out of the room. If she stayed in the same room as that boy she would definitely lose it.
((Sorry I had to improvise...))
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 7:55 pm
I had looked up from the table and across the room to what had just happened, I turned to Zack with a shocked expression, "Did you just see that?! Wow!" I brought my fork up to my mouth again, but the food fell off before I could get it. I drop my fork on the table and put my chin in my hand, resting my elbow on the surface, "I give up..."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 3:30 pm
"Yeah... I can't believe people treat her like that. We should go see how she's doing when we're done." I looked down at our plate. There was one more bite left on our plate, so I picked up Mark's fork, and scooped some food up to his mouth. "Here, you should at least get to taste it."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 5:24 pm
I looked at Zack and smiled, taking the food from the fork, "Thanks. Now, let's go find Amy..." I waited for Zack's signal, then we stood up with our plate and limped over to the dishwasher. After that we took out time getting out the door and trying to find Amy
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 2:58 pm
Now fully awake, Amilia stepped into the kitchen and straight to the fridge. She grabbed the same ingredients she got when the boy decided to pick on her that day. She almost dropped the ingredients when her father popped out of nowhere. "God! I can never get used to that." Will chuckled in response. "Mind if I join you?" Amilia smiled and handed him a few of the ingredients. "Not at all." They walked over to the counter and started messing around with the food.
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 5:15 pm
I walked into the dinning looking for Amilia. I hoped she would be here. As I approached the fridge, I heard two people talking. I recognized one as Amilia, and the other as her father. Instinctively, my fist clinched, but I managed to calm myself down. I walked up to them from behind and said, "Hi Amilia and... Mr. Crayner." Hopefully they didn't hear the resentment in my voice on the last part.
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 5:31 pm
Amilia jumped at the sound of Zack's voice, which made Will laugh. He took the last bite of his sandwich and faced Zack. "Hello, I believe your the one called Zack?" He made his voice as warm and loving as possible, it was clear that this boy didn't like him that much. "Well, I've heard a lot about you from this big mouth." Amilia elbowed his side and they both broke into laughter. Will turned to face Amilia and kissed her forehead. "Well I must go, I understand that I am not welcome in here. Goodbye Amy." Amilia watched as her father left the room. Her smile widened when she faced Mark. "Hey Mark! Hows it goin?"
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