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Brandon woke up to the sound of banging at around 4 am. He peaked out of his room to see what was doing on. Abby was awake and dragging a bunch of paint cans to an upper level. Abby noticed Brandon looking at her, her hair and make-up not done, and got embarrassed. "Take a picture! It'll last longer." Abby pouted and made her way up stairs. She brought the paint cans into a sun room and began painting. Abby wasn't a talented painted, but she wasn't terrible. And it made her happy.

Abby splashed strokes of paint onto her canvas. It was hard to tell what she was painting at this point, it looked kind of like a sunset above a beach. Abby was smiling and blushing as she painted. Soon it was 6am, Abby still hadn't updated her blog. Last night had a lot to record, but that could wait. Brandon could hear some old-timey love songs playing from up stairs. "How deep is your love? How deep is your love? I really need to learn. Cause we're livin' in a world of fools, breaking us down. When they all should let us be.." Abby sang along with the music, she was completely unaware of the world around her.

"Abby! It's 7 am." Abby's butler interrupted. "Okay! Okay!" Abby left the room, took a shower, styled her hair and make-up. It was 7:50 and Brandon was waiting by the front door, ready to leave. Abby got her keys and was about to leave when, "Abby your medication." Abby's butler handed Abby two small white pills, Abby swallowed them down without water and left her house. Abby got in the car, as Brandon sat quietly in the passenger seat and she drove him to school.


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In the morning, Brittany left Maureena home again.

She was pissed. Beyond pissed.

It was her fault that everyone was giving her these horrible looks,

it was her fault that everyone hated her now.

Brittany saw Emma and smiled, waved, and walked up to her.

"Hey Em!" She called happily.

"Oh. Hey, Brittany." Something was off. Emma never called her Brittany.

"What's up?"

"Um, not too much.. I have to go to class.."

Emma pushed past her and walked off, leaving Brittany biting back tears in the middle of the hallway.

 

Maureena woke up at 7:30.

"Shit!" She yelled, and jumped out of bed.

She didn't have much time to do anything.

So she put her hair in a ponytail, put on some eyeliner, and just went to school in her pj's.

Which was a tank top with a cupcake on it that showed her stomach, and short shorts with mini cupcakes on them that left little to the imagination.

She threw on a bra too, just for a little bit of cover up.

Grabbing her backpack and coat, she walked to school at a fast pace.

When she got there, it was 7:55.

She sighed and walked down the halls to her class.

She saw Brittany on her way there, trying not to cry.

She giggled and pushed past her, making her sister spill her coffee all over the floor.


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When Abby pulled into the school, there was an awkward silence that ensued. At first, he could only twiddle his thumbs and stare at the ground, soon enough he muttered a silent "Thanks" and got out. He slung his guitar over his back and headed to class.


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Alex wrentched open the door to his house, stumbling a little as his heavy backpack took a toll on his spine.

Already too much homework to do. Grumbling, he walked into the kitchen, unsurprised to see a bowl of rice and some mixed vegetables on the table waiting for him. His mom always served dinner precisly when he got home, and today was no different. Pulling a chair up to the table, Alex grabbed his laptop and booted it up, eating as he waited for the welcome screen to pop up.

 

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A few hours had passed, and Alex was still hunched over his screen. The long-empty dishes were scattered over the table, but Alex's only focus was on the laptop in front of him, as he tried to solve another USACO problem. Quickly pulling up Eclipse and typing a few lines, Alex paused for a second as he considered the problem thoughtfully. His real homework lay where it had been for al this time, stuffed in his backpack, already finished on the bus. A can of Red Bull lay open next to him, its contents already half-drunk. Alex yawned slightly as he glanced up from the dimly lit computer screen. The digital clock overhead read 1AM.

 

That's enough for today, he thought sleepily, gently resting his head on his laptop's keyboard.


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Abby staggered through the halls. She had tried to not think about Dalton, but since his father was the school's principal it was nearly impossible. Not to mention how cute he was. Abby had just been inches away from brushing her lips against his. I wonder what his saliva tastes like? Abby smiled, she had to stop this giddy attitude before someone caught on. English with Mr.Bates, what a wonderful way to start the day. Abby had to get some blogging done anyway, and at least now she could imagine Mr.Bates shirtless as he taught. Abby walked into class a few minutes before the bell, she dug out her laptop and flipped the screen up. Abby waited for her laptop to start up. She didn't have any actual classes with Dalton, she met him because she walked into the wrong math class. The teacher didn't seem to mind, maybe she should make the same mistake again?


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Brandon went to his chemistry class, seeing Brittany at her desk. She looked as if she had been crying, so Brandon stayed silent, not that it was anything new. He set his guitar down and sat at his desk, pulling out the books he needed from under his desk.


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Tony awoke in a daze. He looked around and groggily shook his head. "Fuck," he yelped when his head instantly began pounding. Tony was in his car. The clock read 7:18. School is at 8. He pulled put the drop-down mirror and flinched at his own reflection. It was him, definitely, but...different. His eyes were demon red, his face was drawn in and sullen, he just looked...stoned. He decided on a pair of aviator glasses to cover up his eyes and a spare white t-shirt and some jeans from the floor of his car.

 

He stumbled along to school(which required digging out his GPS from the mess of random clothes and things strewn about the floor). He got to school, parked in his normal spot 3 spots away from the gym enterance and began his walk to the second day of drama central


 

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Emily woke up early that morning. All she did was get dressed, brush her teeth, and eat breakfast. She then left home and walked to school. She wanted to stay away from her family today. Her first class was PE, and she headed to the gym a bit before it even started.


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Alex woke up suddenly from a pleassant dream he had been having. "Huh? Whuzgoinon?" Did I fall asleep on the kitchen table? He glanced at his laptop, and to his dismay saw that the sscreen was black. Crap. I must have left it on overnight. Cursing himself, he scrambled to find a laptop charger and plug in his computer, breathing a sigh of relief as the screen flickered back to life as soon as the satisfying click of charger against an outlet was heard.

 

That's taken care of, he thought happily, glancing at the overhead digital clock to see how much time it had taken him. He fronze-it was 7:40.

"Aw, shoot," he snapped in extreme irritation as he dived for his backpack, randomly throwing notebooks, textbooks, and pencils-everything he could gather on the table-into his backpack, filling it to the brim and then struggling to zip it shut. Not bothering to eat any breakfast, he rushed out the door. The mental image of his evil old history professor was still fresh in his memory. A reprimand for being a minute late on the first day? Alex hated to imagine what would happen if he showed up half an hour after class had started.


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(OOC: COMING IN FOR THE REVIVE! I GOT THE DEFIB, JUST DON'T DIE ON ME!!!!)

 

IC: Tony stumbled into first period, study hall so he could sleep :3


 

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Mr. Bates woke up and began to get ready for work. He couldn't help but feel that his life was getting extremely boring. He needed excitement in his life. But he couldn't figure out how to get out of this boring routine. "Oh well," he thought. "I just need to get through another boring day of work..."

 

He headed to class where the students were seated at their desks. Abby was blogging as usual and the other students were just doing their typical things that they do in class...Just another typical boring day...


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Brittany looked over at Brandon and bit her lip.

She let her silky blonde hair fall around her face to hide her tears.

Everything was ruined because of Maureena.

Brittany slammed her hand down on the desk, making a few kids jump.

Her tears were long gone- now replaced by a smile, but not a kind smile.

It was an angry smile, and she was plotting some horrible things in her mind.


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Brandon scowled, but also felt the heat of a small blush on his cheeks. "W-why the hell are you asking this crap? I have a reason for not getting close to people, and I intend to stay that way!" he said with a huff.

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"Maureena doesn't think so. She thinks you're cute, you can play guitar well, and under that horrible, mean, outer shell, you're a sweet, soft, cutie pie."

Brittany winked.

"Straight from that bitch's diary."


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