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Post by lance on Aug 12, 2011 23:58:01 GMT -5
John walked into class it was his first day at this new school he didnt know anyone and he really didnt want to make any friends. He was telling him self one year, and then your back to Florida for college. John found a desk in the corner away from every one, and pulled out a pen and his play book if he was going to take the starting quarter back job up here he was going to have to know every thing inside and out. John started flipping threw the pages marking little phrases to help him remember, and then going back threw and looking at the formations. John looked around the class room to see all the people coming in, and sitting down. John lookd back to his play book praying for the year to go by quicker.
John threw his pen into the play book and shut it he couldnt study it anymore with all the other people talking, and yelling across the room, So he sat there looking at his shoes waiting for the bell to ring so he could go to a class he knew more about. John was a very smart kid much like his older brother, and his cousin Matt but he liked to be on the football feild or in the weight room more then he did a class room. John closed his eyes thinking about being back home. Where he lived he was like Matt the football star walking threw school every one knew him, and every one liked him now he was just a kid that no one really talked to and no one made and effort to talk to him.
John grabbed his books got up from his desk and walked up to the teacher and asked if he could have a moment to his self out side thats all he needed a seconed to catch his breath. Most poeple didn't know it but John sometime had panic attacks and he could feel on coming on now and the last thing he needed was to freak out infront of every body being the new kid plus having a panic attack infront of them would label you as a weirdo for the rest of your life. John layed his books on the ground and sat there next to them leaning his back on the wall. He couldnt help but start to tear up he didn't want to move to lipton, but his parents wanted to be close his older brother with Sam the oldest playing pro football and Mark And Chis the twins playing college ball at University of Colorado John had drawn the short straw, and couldn't say no.
John out his head in his hands and sat there he didn't want to go back into the class, but he knew it wouldnt look good on him at practice if he walked out of a class. He figured sitting there for a couple more minutes wouldnt hurt it was a health ed class what was so important about the class that he couldn't miss. John whipped his eyes off and sat there with his arms around his knees thinking, about all the things his dad had told him about leaving in lipton when he was a kid, and how John and his cousin Matt could rule the school together John didnt care about ruleing the school all he wanted to do was get as far away from here as possible.
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Post by kyra on Aug 14, 2011 1:05:59 GMT -5
  THE TRUTH COMES OUT IN THE BREAKDOWNS( • M E M O R I E S M Y G O D T H E S E M E M O R I E S • )
Kyra had been sent to the nurse’s office from her P.E. class. They had to run the mile today, and it was too much on Kyra’s body. She hadn’t been eating enough lately as anything she tried to keep down came up as a result of nerves. Her brother was getting worse, and she didn’t know how much she could take. As a result today in P.E. her vision had gone black and next thing she knew she was looking up at the sky. They took her to the nurse’s office, who gave her a protein bar and sent her on her way. The unopened package was currently in the pocket of her blue jeans.
Kyra wasn’t like the other girls. She was quiet and stayed to the back, easily forgotten about. Hoodies hid her blonde hair and jeans her thin figure. She wasn’t wearing one today though. The heat had forced her to turn them in for a blue tank top. It wasn’t named brand, merely target style and it fit snugly against her small frame, something she didn’t like but had to live with.
She was in her own little world as she headed back to her most despised place other than home. She hated classrooms, as she didn’t like crowds. She didn’t like it when people tried to talk to her, especially men. Kyra didn’t think she would ever outgrow her fear of them. They were capable of such horrible things. Her brother and sometimes her brother’s friends were cruel… and those were the only men she had really talked to. As a result she talked to nobody anymore, she only did what her brother wanted, went to school, talked to teachers when need be, and then went home. It was a boring and simple routine, and so far she doubted anyone at school even knew her name, let alone what she looked like beneath her hoodie.
She was in her own little world when it happened. Not paying attention and assuming that her footsteps echoing through the hall were her only companions, she didn’t care to look down. Because of that she happened to miss the person on the ground. She didn’t notice until it was too late. In a desperate attempt she tried to pivot away, and perhaps another day she would have managed. Recently being passed out however, he balance was not good. The end result was her flying towards him and her ankle bending in an unpleasant way.
[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING OH THOSE MEMORIES( • A S Y O U S P O K E Y O U R F O R K E D T O N G U E S H O W E D • )[/center] W O R D S • 415
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Post by lance on Aug 14, 2011 1:38:15 GMT -5
John had been sitting in the hall for almost fifteen minutes, and he had no plans to go back into the class today. He sat there looking down into his lap trying to calm his nerves. As john sat there he heared foot steps coming down the hall he looked up to see a blonde haired girl walking threw the hall. She was a very small framed girl, and looked like she would break in half if the wind blew to hard. John watched the girl as she walked down the hall getting closer, she was a pretty girl but John didn't want to talk to anyone so he put his head back into his hand and sat there waiting for her to pass hoping she wouldn't notice him.
John thought about picking he head up and actually saying hey to the girl, but he didn't know how the girl would react so he just sat there he knew she was getting closer so he pulled his legs in tighter trying to make his self small as possible. That wasn't an easy task for John being 6'3'' and two hundred and five pounds, but he made his self small as possible, and waited for the girl to go by. He looked up one more time to watch as the girl walked by, but as he looked up the girl noticed him and tried to slide out of the way but ended up falling toward John. Before John could think he held his arm out catching the girl in his arms.
He looked at the girl that he now held in his arms John looked at the girl and asked " Are you ok? '' John smiled his goofy smile at the girl she was still sitting sitting on him, and John wasn't pushing her of or anytime soon. John looked down at the girl she had very pretty hair, and even prettier eyes. John sat there with the girl on his lap looking very awkward not knowing what else to do, but wait for the girl to make her move. John wasn't the type of guy to take advantage of a girl he wanted to get to know them first, and seeing how pretty this girl was he really wanted to get to know her.
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Post by kyra on Aug 14, 2011 11:39:19 GMT -5
THE TRUTH COMES OUT IN THE BREAKDOWNS( • M E M O R I E S M Y G O D T H E S E M E M O R I E S • )
Kyra blinked several times, looking at the man with a blank face for a few seconds as if trying to register what was going on in her brain. Slowly the pieces clicked, as well as the fact that this was a male and she was in his arms. Kyra’s lips formed into an ‘O’ shape before she let out a small squeal and threw herself backwards off of him in an awkward way. She, as a result, didn’t have time to catch herself before the back of her head hit on the hard floor. She rolled onto her knees then, clutching her head and making little “Owwwy” noises. Kyra had a very small pain tolerance and that had always gotten her in trouble. Despite her looks, Kyra was not a classy girl. She was a klutz, and every time she opened her mouth she made a fool of herself. She was far from a Disney princess.
When the pain went away to a tolerable amount she turned her head to the side, looking at the man who was sitting against the wall, and who had caught her. He looked really strong, and really scary. Not that that meant much. Every male looked scary to Kyra. She swallowed, unsure of what to say before mumbling with her eyes down. “Sorry… I didn’t see you... and… um… sorry…. Sorry…” Her perpetual fear of men caused her to freeze up. She was afraid that he’d be mad, that even though they were at school he might try and hurt her. She continued to rub the back of her head while looking like a puppy who had done something bad. Though, perhaps a deer that startles at the smallest noise would be a better way to describe the awkward girl on her knees.
THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING OH THOSE MEMORIES( • A S Y O U S P O K E Y O U R F O R K E D T O N G U E S H O W E D • ) W O R D S • 287
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T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
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Post by lance on Aug 14, 2011 12:48:13 GMT -5
When the girl jumped off his lap it scared him a little he didn't expect her to be that jumpy. John smiled at the girl and said ''there's no need to be sorry its my fault I'm sitting in the hall like a goof names John by the way. Whats yours? John didn't know what was wrong with this girl, but it seemed like she was scared or him and although he was a big guy and a jock John wouldn't think about hurting a girl he was always thought to never hit or even yell at a girl, and it made him mad when he saw people yelling at there girlfriends so John always told him self he would treat his girlfriends like they were queens. John looked down the halls both ways then back to the girl sitting in front of him it looked kind of weird the two of them just sitting there, but it was better then being in class.
There wasn't much more to say to the girl until she said something to him. John looked down to his lap hoping the girl would at least talk to him even if it was just her name he at least would want to know who this girl was. Looking back to the girl he smiled this girl looked like she was going to jump out of her skin and he really wanted to know why, but he wasn't going to force the girl to talk to him so he said '' I promise I'm not going to hurt you for tripping I mean its not your fault.'' He studied the girl a little more she was very skinny, and had small hand much smaller then his very pretty eyes too. John started to blush a little this was only the second person besides Matt he had talked to since he moved to Lipton.
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Post by kyra on Aug 14, 2011 13:05:39 GMT -5
THE TRUTH COMES OUT IN THE BREAKDOWNS( • M E M O R I E S M Y G O D T H E S E M E M O R I E S • )
Kyra looked at him for a long moment before responding. She was trying to see if he was testing her or something of that sort. The smallest hint of a smirk, a tilt of the head, even a look in the eyes. Her brother was excellent at psychological games, and because of that Kyra thought carefully about what everyone said. The air around this boy however, was not stiff. He seemed relaxed at least… and it didn’t seem like he was upset. Besides, he had asked a question and it would be rude of her to not respond. She was always taught to answer and speak when spoken too.
“My names… um… Kyra. Kyra Clark….” She said to the man whose name she now knew as john. She looked back up and noticed that he was seemed a little flushed. She pulled her eyebrows together in a mixture of fear, concern, and her usual worry she had done something wrong. “Sorry… I… Did I hurt you? Sorry um… is there any way I can make up for it? I’m sorry…” This was another habit of Kyra’s. She said sorry frequently and always assumed that she did something wrong. Oftentimes people would ask her why she was saying sorry and she would have no response.
THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING OH THOSE MEMORIES( • A S Y O U S P O K E Y O U R F O R K E D T O N G U E S H O W E D • ) W O R D S • 287
T A G G E D •
O U T F I T • click!
L Y R I C S • memories by lion if ido
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • these are notes. aren't they pretty?
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Post by lance on Aug 14, 2011 14:24:57 GMT -5
Finally he had got her name Kyra what a pretty name. John was fine the girl didn't hurt him when she fell on him he was more worried about if she was ok then to even think if he was hurt. John shifted a little then said " I'm not hurt, and there is no need to keep saying sorry trust me I actually am happy you fell on me i needed someone to talk to, and looks like i found that someone.'' John laughed a little this girl didn't have to do anything to make up for falling on him so john just smiled at her and said " Okay i got something you can do to make it up. It will be pretty hard though I want you to be my friend.'' Thats all he wanted was friends to make his time in Lipton easier, and if this girl would actually be his friend he know he would at least have one person to talk to.
John didn't think his dad was going to turn out like this, but he was glad it did he had made a new friend or so he hoped. John smiled at the girl trying to think of something for them to talk about or even something he could say to make the girl feel more comfortable. '' I'm new to Lipton so i don't know many people her besides my cousin Matt, So if you say you will be my friend i would like that very much.'' After John thought about it his cousin was right he was very weird around girls, and now that he was starting to ramble the girl had to know he was nervous. John laughed a little trying to hide that he was rambling then looked away from the girl thinking of other things to say to her.
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