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Post by Jamie Walker on Sept 2, 2007 19:05:10 GMT -5
Shasta sat alone in a hallway as her 5th period English class discussed Shakespeare. She had already leaned about Taming of the Shrew and Twelth Night last year but nooooooo they were making her take the class over. Something about too many late days so she failed when she had really aced it. She loved Shakespeare and could recite many sonnets and plays from heart. Since this was so easy for her, her teacher kicked her out from trying to overachieve the subject. Something about being a smart ass.
With a yawn she looked down at her notebook and the tattoo she was working on. it would be a cross on the ankle then a ring of thornes around the ankle. Her latest creation she would be getting once she finished it. But, it had to be perfect every last thorne to perfection, she was actually drawing it on the paper that would put it right on her skin making it easier for her co-worker to do it. Also on the paper was a heart(<3 kind) with a knife down the center, and there was another one of a skull in a rose. the skull rose she was making for Alliey. Working quietly she didn't notice anyone walk by her.
(Sux sry)
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Post by Jayden Scott on Sept 4, 2007 20:26:33 GMT -5
Matthew Aaron Amsterdam. Matt. Matty. The M-Dog. He had so many nicknames, but he liked to go by just Matt. People took it upon themselves to call him something other than Matt, and at times, that made him a bit mad. He was touchy on the pronunciation of his name, and the forms people put it into. But he just liked plain, old-fashioned Matt.. or Matthew. But he would every now and then let his close friends call him Matty, but that was it! No oneelse other than those specific people, and he didn't have much of them.
This young lad was walking down the Halls of West County, his hands in his pockets, and he was humming a little tune. The humming soon turning to whistling, then back to humming again. He was like that.. he would be doing something one moment, then switch it to something different, than go back to the same thing. He was weird like that.
He turned down a Hallway, and as he looked up, he stopped when he saw her.. Shasta Cohen. His latest love interest. He had major feelings for her, but he didn't show it. They were really close friends, and she was one of the specific ones he let call him Matty or M-Dog. He inhaled deeply, getting the courage to walk up to her. Then he strode along casually, trying to hide his nervousness. And now as he stood in front of her, he looked down at her and he smiled. "Hey Shasta."
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Post by Rayne Waterz on Sept 4, 2007 20:36:54 GMT -5
When Shasta looked up she saw him, Matt, her current crush... actually the only crush she actually had since the whole Alex incident when she was popular. With a smile she patted the spot next to her. "Hey Mattie"
((Sux but I'm being yelled at to get off friends pc))
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Post by Jayden Scott on Sept 4, 2007 20:39:39 GMT -5
Matt smiled, and he watched as she patted the spot next to her. He shrugged, "Why not?" He asked himself and he replaced the spot that she was patting with himself. He tilted his head and looked over at her. "Hey Shasta. Whatcha working on there?" He asked, nodding towards her Sketch book. Matthew knew that Shasta was a fantastic Artist. He knew that because he would sneak a peek at her drawings every now and then when she wasn't looking. So she never knew. He smiled again, and leaned his head back against the wall, staring at the ceiling, waiting for her reply.
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 5, 2007 7:58:02 GMT -5
"My new tattoo. It's going on my left ankle." Turning the paper she let him see the beautiful cross that was delicatly drawn with the thorn circle that would be with it. As she let him look at the paper she moved a hand down to her pocket to make sure she still had her stash so she could sneak out of next period for a smoke. Finding it, she patted the pocked with a smile.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 5, 2007 14:46:20 GMT -5
Matthew smiled as he looked at the paper, seeing what she had drawn. It sure was beautiful. Turning away from the paper for a second to glance at Shasta, he saw her motion to her pocket. He tilted his head, and his smile faded a little bit. "Shasta.. what's that in your pocket?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He wasn't paying much attention to her drawing anymore. He was more transfixed on what was in her pocket.
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 5, 2007 21:12:24 GMT -5
"Lets just call it a mid afternoon snack." She smiled happy she still had some of her stuff left. It was a harsh week and she didn't get enough to get this weeks stash so she had to deal with less.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 5, 2007 21:13:54 GMT -5
Matt raised his eyebrow again, and he shrugged. "Uhm ok then." He said, shaking his head and turning back to the drawing. He smiled softly again. "That's beautiful, Shasta." He said, nodding his head.
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 5, 2007 21:21:28 GMT -5
"Oh, thanks, it's going on my ankle." She said with another smile. "So what brigns you out of class this great 5th period?"
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 5, 2007 21:23:30 GMT -5
Matt glanced away from the drawing, to down at her ankle. He looked at it for a moment, trying to visualize the drawing on her ankle. After a few minutes, he looked back up at her, and he nodded. "That would be a perfect place to put it." He said, nodding his head. He then shrugged. "Well I dunno. I told the Teacher I was going to the bathroom, and I ended up here. Funny huh?"
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 5, 2007 21:29:39 GMT -5
"Yeah well I got kicked out. It's sad I can recite almost all of Shakespeares work from memory and I have a problem? I don't get it." Rolling her eyes, Shasta yawned slightly, it had been a long night. Twitch got sick and Shasta had to take the poor cat to the vet emergency room.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 5, 2007 21:32:25 GMT -5
Matt sighed, and looked towards the door behind him that held Shasta's current class that she was supposed to be in. He shook his head, and he turned back to Shasta. "There's not a problem with you. The Teacher is probably just jealous of you." He said, nodding his head.
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 5, 2007 21:36:59 GMT -5
"Yeah but would thou hath thought it? A student on the wrong side of the track absolutley in love with Billy S.? If I were the teacher I probably would have called myself a smart ass too." Shrugging she looked at him, so perfect. All Shasta really wanted to do was tell her true feelings about how much she liked him but couldn't do it.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 5, 2007 21:45:04 GMT -5
Matt furrowed his eyebrows, and he tilted his head to the side. "Who the hell is Billy S.?" He asked, totally clueless. He shook his head, and he chuckled softly. "Heh well, just goes to show how smart you are, and how you can also be an ass too." He teased, poking her side. "But seriously, I bet the Teacher was just jealous of you." He said, nodding his head. He looked at Shasta, and he smiled. Only one word described the way Matt felt for Shasta.. perfect. He thought that they were perfect for one another. But alas, he was too afraid to tell of his true feelings.
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 5, 2007 21:49:09 GMT -5
"Billy S. William Shakespeare, although I'm sure he being dead and all doesn't return my feelings. I wouldn't want to be his wife anyways, he was so mean to his last one, willing her the second best bed and all." Shasta smirked, sometimes her own knowledge shocked even her. Her eyes met Matt's for a moment and she swore she felt something... but couldn't be sure.
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