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Post by waterdrop66 on Jun 22, 2011 22:14:43 GMT -5
Jacob yawned as he went to his locker. No. 123. Huh. He has insomnia, so he gets no sleep whatsoever. He looked at Locker 122. It had a padlock that looked like it would take a chainsaw to open. It was covered in graffiti, and a dent was in it. Hooligans, Jacob thought with a smirk. He was picking up his books for his class when his eyelids got heavy. Before he knew it, his books were on the floor and his head was in his locker. He passed out.
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Post by Sade Foxworth on Jun 23, 2011 9:30:15 GMT -5
I was walking to my homeroom when I saw a dude on the floor. Being the nice person I am, I poked him with my pencil.
"Hello? Guy? Dude on the ground?" When everything failed, I resulted in hitting him in the head with a sketch pad.
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Post by waterdrop66 on Jun 23, 2011 13:53:31 GMT -5
"Five more minutes..." Jacob mumbled. He started to move until he suddenly jerked srtaight up, banging his head on his locker. He woke up. "MOTHER FUDGER!" he yelled. "That freaking hurt..."
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Post by Sade Foxworth on Jun 23, 2011 15:06:16 GMT -5
"Oh, are you okay?" I giggled helping him up. "Hey, Sade Foxworth, Freshman, and future Artist!"
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Post by Summer Anderson on Jun 24, 2011 12:34:29 GMT -5
I was walking to my class when I heard someone yell, "MOTHER FUDGER!" I turned a corner, and saw Sade and another guy. "Are you guys okay?"
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Post by Sade Foxworth on Jun 24, 2011 12:35:29 GMT -5
"I think it's the one who just hit his head that you should be asking that too..."
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Post by Summer Anderson on Jun 24, 2011 12:38:10 GMT -5
"Hmm...who is he anyway?"
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Post by Sade Foxworth on Jun 24, 2011 12:45:13 GMT -5
"I really don't know. Hey guy, who are you?" I asked.
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Post by Summer Anderson on Jun 24, 2011 12:49:02 GMT -5
I laughed. "You seriously don't know?"
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Post by waterdrop66 on Jun 24, 2011 17:02:12 GMT -5
Jacob woke up. "W-wait, how long was I out? I missed all that."
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