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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 8:58:45 GMT -5
Wow. This girl talked as if she had had a really tough life. Desiree didn't think it would go over well if she pried. That usually didn't help to make friends. That part she remembered.
That's kind of sad. Your mom died? It was, in a sense, better than your mom missing. When a parent died, at least you knew that they loved you, but when a parent goes missing, you're not sure if they ever really wanted you. You think that you are the reason they left. That's how Dez felt all the time.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 9:04:17 GMT -5
Matison nodded. "Yeah.." She said quietly. "But I guess you just have to move on.." She shrugged, and sighed. She really didn't like talking about her mom, but she didn't want to be rude. Dez was the only person she knew here, and she would like for them to not be emenies.... It just hurt to remember her mom. SHe hadn't really moved on yet..
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 9:12:25 GMT -5
That was all Dez was going to say about Matison's mom. It was kind of sad and Dez didn't think that Matison wanted to talk about it that much. Like, who would want to talk about a parent dieing? That was just morbid if someone enjoyed talking about that stuff.
I guess. So, I suppose you have no clue where the english class is? if she didn't find that room, then she would be so late for class tomorrow and that wouldn't be good at all. She looked at Matison.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 9:16:23 GMT -5
Matison smiled softly and shook her head. "Not a clue." She said. Looking down at her schedule she sighed. "I'm sure you don't know where History is?" She chuckled. Shaking her head she looked aroun again. "Oh, I almost forgot! What room is your dorm?" She asked Desiree, turning to face her.
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 9:21:21 GMT -5
She glanced at her hand. She had to keep writing her room number down or esle she would totally forget it.
I'm room 136. My roomie is some girl named Eliza. I've met her and she seems really nice. What number are you? Dez hoped it was close to hers. That would be cool. Dez shook her head. It might be on the second floor. she said while shrugging. This school seemed too big. Dez just knew she was going to get lost around here. She wasn't used to big schools.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 9:27:03 GMT -5
Matison flipped her papers over, they seemed to go on forever. Finally she found the right page. "I'm 113." She said sighing. "Well, at least we've got the same floor." She smiled and shrugged. Hopefully her room mate was as nice as Desiree seemed to be. Otherwise she might just have to beg her father to come home. She missed her old friends, and her old boyfriend. She missed knowing who was who and who to stay away from. Here she had no clue at all.
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 9:30:31 GMT -5
Yeah. That's a plus Dez said, nodding her head. Would you like me to help you unpack? So it was a wierd question. Who cared. It would give Dez something to do. She looked at a door and saw it was her english class. Ok. Now she knew where all her classes were. She would't get totally lost tomorrow.
[sry its so short]
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 9:32:45 GMT -5
Matison smiled. "Actually, yeah that'd be great." She said happily. Desiree seemed like the kind of girl Mattie could be really close with. "Thanks." She smiled again. "Oh I guess this is your stop eh?" She laughed.
[same here lol]
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 9:45:04 GMT -5
Dez glanced up. Unfortunately this was her stop. Yeah. it is. Dez took out a pen and paper. Here's my cell number though. You can call me when you need help unpacking. Ok. So it was weird for a girl to give another girl a phone number, but Dez hoped that they would be good firends. Dez didn't have many of those around here.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 10:35:19 GMT -5
"Thanks" Matison smiled, taking the piece of paper, and putting it into her bag. "I'll do that." She said. "Well, I gotta go too. Classes don't start till tomorrow for me, but I'd like to know my way around." She smiled. "Talk to you later Desiree."
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Post by Desiree Nev Hills on Aug 25, 2007 11:15:29 GMT -5
You too Matison. Dez said back. Unfortunately, Dez decided that she should try to find the washrooms. She waved good bye to Matison, and walked away. I hope we become friends. Dez thought to herself. She flicked her brunette hair and walked, looking for the bathrooms.
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Post by Matison Taylor on Aug 25, 2007 11:39:55 GMT -5
[exit matison]
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