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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:29:28 GMT
"I went to drama class for fifteen years where we learned to dance, act and sing a little but my mother taught me how to sing really," Angel shrugged. "Maybe it's that reason. Maybe I just suck."
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 5, 2007 21:32:45 GMT
"No! You don't suck! I'm telling you its me!" I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:40:01 GMT
"You just know me too well, Cassy," Angel smiled.
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Post by Cody Raio Nightengale on Aug 5, 2007 22:06:37 GMT
i looked at them both then turned back to the computer and said data file number 3 and a image and some notes appeared on the screen
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 5, 2007 23:33:08 GMT
"Ohhh. Whats that?" I asked.
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Post by Cody Raio Nightengale on Aug 6, 2007 2:20:01 GMT
i very importent document i said
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 2:30:51 GMT
"About what?" I asked.
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Post by Cody Raio Nightengale on Aug 6, 2007 4:43:45 GMT
i showed her the document it was about drawings that were made by me and takota
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 10:25:44 GMT
"Why is it so important, if you don't mind me asking?" Angel asked, looking at it as well.
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 11:21:56 GMT
"Because pictures are feeling too you know." I said jokingly.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 11:23:25 GMT
Angel laughed. "Sure, Cassy... Whatever you say."
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 11:26:28 GMT
"Good. Because I do say." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 11:27:14 GMT
"And I agree, kind of."
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 11:31:34 GMT
"Yay!" I cheered.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 11:31:56 GMT
"You're so good at the cheering thing."
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 11:35:12 GMT
"Well back when I was a little kid I played soccer. One day I kicked the the ball into the referie's face very hard purposly, and that was the end of my playing. So for the rest of the season, I sat on the side lines cheering." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 11:36:23 GMT
"Wow... Bet you enjoyed that," Angel said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Just for kicking a ball in someone's face accidently. Why'd you kick it?"
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 11:41:08 GMT
"He was favoring the other team." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 11:43:57 GMT
"Let's kick another..." Angel mumbled. "You were right for kicking it!"
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Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Aug 6, 2007 11:46:46 GMT
"I know! But cheering was fun too. I got myself one of the loud horn things, and every time my team scrored I blew it. I got to be loud." I said.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 11:47:57 GMT
"And you enjoy that," Angel laughed.
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Post by Caldio Parker on Aug 6, 2007 15:33:32 GMT
i walk down to the courtyard and see zammy and angel i walk up to them hey zammy and angel how are you guys
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 15:35:04 GMT
Angel stared at Caldio for a few minutes in complete shock.
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Post by Caldio Parker on Aug 6, 2007 15:36:27 GMT
your acting like your looking at a ghost angel i said
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 15:38:07 GMT
"Well you might as well be for the amount of time you've been gone," Angel said jokingly, smiling. "Where have you been?"
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Post by Caldio Parker on Aug 6, 2007 15:40:45 GMT
on a trip i said
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 15:43:22 GMT
Angel sighed, rolling her eyes. "Thanks for the warm greeting."
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Post by Caldio Parker on Aug 6, 2007 15:47:36 GMT
i came up to her and hugged her are you ok angel i said
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 15:48:08 GMT
"Been better, been worse. But the torture has gone down since last time you were here," Angel smiled, hugging him back. "What about you?"
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Post by Caldio Parker on Aug 6, 2007 15:50:15 GMT
i missed you while i was gone i couldn't stop t hinking about you i said
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i love you little sister 
people say that there are two sides two a person the side you choose refelcts the way people see you choose your side wisely