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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 14:25:51 GMT
I sat at the back of the classroom on my own.
Burning scraps of paper and scorching the desk under the table with my lighter.
This was a stupid class anyway.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 20, 2007 19:04:29 GMT
I fell asleep telling who ever the hell was next to me to wake me up when class was over. I swear this class is just a waste of my time!
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 19:59:15 GMT
I scorch my thumb with my lighter and jump.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 20, 2007 20:04:05 GMT
I pick up my head and look at some dude jump and raise an eyebrow at him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 23, 2007 17:51:59 GMT
I arch an eyebrow in response, then flick my lighter on and off again, once at her, then go back to scorching the table.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 23, 2007 21:58:22 GMT
I roll my eyes and write a note saying,'you're gonna burn your thumb off one of these days., I rolled it into a ball and threw it at him. Hitting his forhead,'Bulleseye!', I laugh to myself.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 24, 2007 16:12:46 GMT
I roll my eyes and open the note.
Smirking slightly, I write back 'And the wellbeing of my thumb is your business, how?'
I throw it back at her, grinning to myself as it goes down the back of her shirt.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 24, 2007 21:17:38 GMT
I jump up feeling something go down my back and reach to get it. I smirk and write back.'It isn't.', I throw it back with bad aim and hit the person next to him. I turn and act like nothing happen slighty laughing.
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Post by sorachicora on May 24, 2007 21:19:32 GMT
Something hit me I looked down and saw a wadded up piece of paper I looked over and saw Ebony and Ian. 'what's with the paper?' I thought.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 25, 2007 15:52:28 GMT
I take the paper from Sora's desk, flashing her a slight smile, then read it and smirk.
'So why bother commenting?'
This time it lands neatly on her desk, right in front of her.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 25, 2007 18:48:23 GMT
I smirk after reading it,'Can't a girl let out her opinion?', and throw it back landing right on his lap.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 18:08:42 GMT
Depends if the opinion is her business for commenting on. I flick the note back to her.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 19:08:58 GMT
'What if I make it my business?'. I just throw it back at him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 19:44:18 GMT
And why would you do that? I write, throwing it back.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 19:49:58 GMT
'Why? I can't?', I throw it back
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 19:54:20 GMT
I don't even know who you are. Why should you make it your business?
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:00:08 GMT
I sigh and laugh,'My name's Ebony, but some people prefer nicknames. I'm 16, in Slytherin and dread this class. I love to party and have fun, I'm really nice but I'll be a bitch if I have to. You?
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:04:21 GMT
I arch an eyebrow. My name's Ian. But I prefer to give fake names. Feel privelleged to have got the real one. 17. Slytherin. I'm a sadistic bastard. I question everything and hate everyone unless they give me a reason not to. Still want to make the wellbeing of my thumbs your business?
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:09:13 GMT
'Sure why not? Sounds like fun.', I throw it back laughing at how stupid I am
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:12:55 GMT
Sounds like fun? And I thought I was odd. I smirk slightly, throwing it back at her.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:17:20 GMT
'I'm not odd. Just a tad bit crazy., I reply throwing it back.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:18:23 GMT
That's what they all say.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:21:53 GMT
'But they're not all me., I point out
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:24:12 GMT
Too true.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:27:26 GMT
'And trust me I'm one of a kind.'
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:29:35 GMT
I don't trust anyone. But I'll take your word for it.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:32:29 GMT
'Better than nothing. I suppose.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:38:24 GMT
I swear this teacher is trying to kill us. This isn't a class. It's a slow and painful death, disguised as one.
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Post by Ebony Angel on May 26, 2007 20:43:20 GMT
'Think we can make it out? Without being caught?'
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 20:48:20 GMT
Hope so. You up for it?
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