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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 19:57:44 GMT -5
As her cab pulled up to the curb, Matison Taylor stepped out and hoisted her Louie Vuitton bag up on her shoulder. Sighing she looked around. She paid the driver, and as he drove away. She once again looked around at the studetns who were walking around. It must have been break or something. Putting a smile on her face, she started up to the main building to check in at the front office.
As Matison entered the school, she looked around at all the students, and teachers walking around. Flipping her hair she went into the office. While opening the door and stepping in she bumped into another student. "Oh, Sorry!" She exclaimed quickly, looking up to see......
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 24, 2007 20:26:45 GMT -5
Dez had been looking at her schedule, trying to figure out what she had next. It was so confusing here. Not to mention the school was GIGANTIC! Suddenly, she felt a body collide with hers. She decided not to get mad, seeing as how she had done that a ton of times before. She looked at the girl, rubbing her arm.
HI she said smiling. It's not like it would hurt to be nice. Her wavy hair was done in a braid today that reached her mid back. She bent down to pick up her schedule.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 20:29:30 GMT -5
"Hey." Matison said as she regained her balance. She gave a small smile. "Sorry, I'm new here... And I'm a bit clumsy." She said. "I'm Matison Taylor." She said introducing herself, and pulling her bag back up into her shoulder as she spoke. Her first ten minutes at this school and she had already made a fool of herself.
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 24, 2007 20:36:19 GMT -5
Dez laughed slightly, toying with her hair. She knew what it was like to be new, seeing as how she was a new kid right then. Today Dez was wearing one of the cutest outfits. Her red babydoll shirt went with her leggins and flats perfectly. It seemed that Dez liked the colour red.
It's OK. I'm new here too. OH. And my name is Desiree She looked down at her schedule. Technically, today was for her to get aqcainted with the school and the kids. Fat chance. She wasn't very good at making friends.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 20:39:28 GMT -5
Matison smiled. "Nice to meet you.." She said, although she wasn't sure yet if it was. "Umm, one second kay? I'm just gonna get signed in." She said. Hopefully Desiree wouldn't leave when she went over to get signed in and get a schedule, and she could actually talk to her.
Walking over to the desk, her wedge heels clacked against the floor. After talking to the lady at the desk for a moment, she went back over to Desiree and smiled. "Okay, all good." She said with another smile. She was trying to be friendly, even though she wasn't enjoying beening here.
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 24, 2007 20:43:54 GMT -5
Desiree hated it here. Everyone seemed rich. Ok, so she was one of them. Who cared? At least she wasn't spoiled. She hadn't met enough people here to know what the majority of them were like. Dez waited for the girl to walk back. She SEEMED friendly enough, but you could never really tell until you got talking. For all Dez knew, they could turn out to be best friends or total enemies. She fidgeted around. She always did that when she was nervous. It was just a habit.
So, what grade are you in? she asked. So far she had met nobody in her own class. They all seemed to be one year older than her.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 20:46:31 GMT -5
"Eleven.." Mattie said, not looking up from her schedule. "You?" She asked, finally glacing up at her. The girl didn't seem bad.. But every school that Mattie had been to had it's cliques and she was sure this one was no different. YOu think you know a person, then BAM they go and stab you in the back. She usually had a hard time letting people in, but once she did, she was really friendly...
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 24, 2007 20:53:28 GMT -5
Again, this girl was one grade ahead. The older grades never were friends with people from the younger grades. It was a fact of life. Oh well, you couldn't say that Dez didn't try to make a friend. She started to slowly walk. She still had to get to know where everything in the school was. So many faces. That made Dez uncomfortable. Too many faces that she couldn't put a name to. She couldn't even really remember the name of the school. She knew it had been named for a famous witch hunter, but that was it.
I'm in grade 10 she said, hoping the girl would walk with her.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 20:57:15 GMT -5
Mattie picked up her feet and started off, walking beside Desiree. She really didn't care what grade she was in, she was just happy she had someone to talk to, even it was just for now. Since her family had moved alot, she was used to going to new schools. Everytime, she had to pick up and make new friends. The last school she had been at, she had been there since grade nine.
"Cool. Is this your first year?" She questioned, as she glanced over some information papers the lady at the desk had given her.
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 24, 2007 21:03:40 GMT -5
Moving. She hated it and this was only her first move. Never again did Dez want to leave her friends. She had loved Spain, and had loved her friends. Seriously, who wants to just pack up and move to a different town? Especially one that is rumored to be haunted? It's just unheard of. Wanting to move. Dez flung her braid to the side, ith ad been getting in her eyes.
Yeah. I just moved here, and we got unpacked yesterday. she said, looking at Matison. That was a nice name. Better than Desiree. She glanced at her papers. Where was the English class? she had that first class tomorrow. She glanced around looking for it.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 21:07:37 GMT -5
"I just moved here today." She chuckled. "We'll, my dad lives back in Canada, and he sent me here..." She shrugged. "We've moved plenty of times, so I'm used to it." She sighed. Her life seemed so screwed up, there was no point in trying to explain it to anyone. They probably wouldn't stay long enough to hear the whole thing anyways.
Desiree made her think of her younger cousin, who shared the name. Apart from that, they were nothing alike. Well, from waht she could tell so far. "Did your family move around here to then?" She asked, not meaning to be to rude, just curious.
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 24, 2007 21:16:02 GMT -5
Desiree was fine talking about her family. Usually she didn't talk much, but she liked this girl. She seemed fairly nice so far, but Dez knew that looks could be deceiving. She'd met plenty of backstabbers back in Spain.
Yeah. My dad moved to a house here, but I live in a dorm. My dad and I are really close, so we didn't want to be too far apart. Dez laughed. That was true all right. Her and her dad were really close. Dez could tell her dad anything. As for her mom? Well, her mom was long gone. They didn't know where she was or what she was doing. It didn't really matter though. At least to Dez it didn't matter.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 24, 2007 21:19:51 GMT -5
"Well that's good." Mattie. "Yeah me and my dad are really close too." Lie. Why did she lie? God only knows. Matison had hardly ever lied, why was she starting now? "But he stills lives back in Canada..."
Her dad and her used to be close, until her mother's death about 3 months ago. He had always said how much she looked like her mom, maybe thats why it was hard for him to see her. Anways that's why he sent her here, away from her firneds, boy friend, and home.
[ughh i put he lived in florida in one of my last posts. sorry, wrong board. lol fixed it.]
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 8:32:23 GMT -5
Dez could tell that Matsion was lying. But she decided not to bring it up. It might upset her, and then she would make another enemy. Ok. So she didn't have enemies, but she had people that didn't like her. That sort of sucked. But this was high school. The world of cliques, boyfriends, lovers, and enemies.
Well, I don't have contact with my mom, so it only makes sense that I would uber close with my dad. and it was fun being that close. Especially since she was an only child.
[lol thats ok]
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 8:47:39 GMT -5
Matison smiled and nodded as she walked. She knew she wasn't a good liar.. Did Desiree know she lied? She just pushed the thought to the back of her head and kept walking. "MY mom died three months ago.." She said. "So I guess that's why me and my dad are so close..." She said. If, and only if, her and Desiree became friends, like close friends, would she tell her that she had lied about her dad. She wasn't to proud of him...
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