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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2015 21:54:37 GMT -5
Mack was in a rather stormy mood for some reason. She’d had little sleep the night before because there was so much polluting her thoughts lately. As destructive as it was, she was actually looking for a fight, and if she couldn’t find one, she’d probably go beat the shit out of a punching bag instead. Except knowing my spindly arms I’d end up breaking my hand She thought bitterly Right now I can run and dodge, I need to be able to ATTACK.
As she was walking she didn’t really pay too much attention where she was going. It was break time and there were quite a few people on the courtyard. As she walked she managed to bump hard straight into another girl with long green hair. Who of course was about 6 inches taller than her. LIKE EVERYONE WAS. “Psh, watch where your standing, buddy. Move."
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Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and I'm home bound. DUN NUH NUH NUH NUH NUH NA DUH
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Post by chiasa on Jul 26, 2015 22:09:47 GMT -5
Chiasa, a lime green haired teenage girl, was currently walking down the school's hallways. She sighed and looked around the school, boredly. No one had even acknowledged her existence yet, it was somewhat a good thing though, she really didn't like much attention. She was beginning to wonder about who her first friend might be, when a stranger bumped into her, causing her to fall back. She quickly recovered and did a back flip causing her to land on her feet. She sighed and looked up at the stranger, mentally rolling her eyes. "Says the girl who clearly wasn't looking where she was going." She says, grabbing her bag that was on the ground.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2015 22:43:31 GMT -5
Mack should have expected the girl to talk back, but what on earth was she playing at with the theatrics. Flipping backwards in the halls like that. She closed her eyes a moment and tried to calm herself down. This was not like her at all. But she really just wanted to fight. Mack walked over to her and got in her face “I don’t need your attitude. And Im in the mood for a fight. So either move on out of my way or lets go somewhere and talk with our fists!” Damn, lack of sleep really put her is a pissy mood. Mack bumped past the girl and began walking towards the stairs that lead to the roof. If she did not follow at least Mack could do some running up there.
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