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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 17, 2007 13:47:07 GMT -5
Zella laughed. "Yeah I guess so. So have you heard of this rebellion we're trying to start? Getting back at the preps for shunning us all these years?"
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 17, 2007 13:57:15 GMT -5
He nodded. "Yeah, I've heard about it. Although I'd prefer beating them into a bloody pulp..." He thought back to a year ago when he'd beaten up a jock. That still lead to good memories. He looked at her and said, "What about you? You excited for this?"
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 17, 2007 14:09:38 GMT -5
"I'm one of the ringleaders. Apparently I'm..." She thought of what Summer and Aubrey had told her. "'A great rebel that can really help us.' Although I disagree." She shook her head with a sigh.
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 17, 2007 21:37:31 GMT -5
He laughed. "I beg to differ. I bet you'd do a pretty good job at it." He smirked as he turned and looked out the window. It was pretty sunny out. He turned back to Zella and said, "So, Miss Ringleager, what's your first plan of action?
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 19, 2007 21:37:31 GMT -5
"They want me to run for class president." She shook her head. "Could you honostly picture me as the student body president?"
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 20, 2007 20:24:07 GMT -5
He smirked, nodding. "I say you fit for a good class president. At least it'll be one of us than the preps. They'll turn our school into hell on earth." He crossed his legs, staring at Zella.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 21, 2007 8:58:00 GMT -5
"Like the hell it already is?" Zella laughed slightly. Going through her sketchbook she pulled open a page. It was their highschool dected out in pink with about 4 guys carrying Melodie through the halls as everyone else just sat rotting on the sides.
"This is our school now." She showed him the picture.
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 21, 2007 20:43:56 GMT -5
He blinked as he looked at her drawing. She was pretty good, he had to admit. Well, he knew she was good; she wouldn't be in Art Major if she wasn't good. He smirked. "That's pretty good. Now, where are you in that beautiful picture?"
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 21, 2007 21:16:52 GMT -5
"right here, next to you." She said pointed out her rotting corpse next to his. Zella had drawn him to perfection, perfect and handsome.
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 21, 2007 21:20:22 GMT -5
He smiled, looking at the drawing. "Well, I say we make a good, rotting couple on the side, don't we?" He smirked as he said it, a slight twinkle in his eye. She really was a good drawer. Probably much better than himself.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 21, 2007 21:37:39 GMT -5
((Okay time for them to getting romantic!))
"Yes, great couple there rotting. But when we get into control this will be the picture." She turned the page to show herself and the other heads walking down the hall. She was holding hands with Blaise. "Sorry you weren't supposed to see this but I got so caught up in our rebellion that I made before and afters." A piece of hair fell into her eyes.
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 21, 2007 21:44:51 GMT -5
He looked at the picture. It was pretty good. Life-like. Beautiful. Especially Zella's version of herself. He looked up at her eyes, smirking. "You know, that looks like a good future, don't you think?"
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 21, 2007 21:59:09 GMT -5
Her smile was soft and sweet. "Yeah, it really does." Without even realizing it she placed her hand on his and held it. Zella for one breif moment forgot her boyfriend, forgot her troubles. Nobody had ever made her forget everything, maybe there was something worth going after in Blaise.
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Post by Blaise Thompson on Aug 21, 2007 22:04:02 GMT -5
He looked down at Zella's hand on his, and he didn't mind it at all. In fact, he felt pretty good about it. He wrapped his fingers around her hand for a bit before looking back up and her and smiling. It was a pretty good feeling for him. He felt something when he looked at her.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 21, 2007 22:06:18 GMT -5
The feel of his hand wrapping around her was amazing. A shade of pink hit her cheeks as she blushed. Turning away to hide it, her hair moved in front of her face as a sort of curtian so he couldn't she her flushed face.
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