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Chain: Yeah... Well I'll see you later. *exits the classroom with her backpack and opens her locker as she reaches it*
Chain: Cage and Jax were but I kinda had to look after everyone when I was young. I'm the oldest.
Chain: Eva is gifted in my eyes. I mean its not all seven year olds that can make cookies that are edible. But well they got lucky.... *drops her...
Chain: Sure. *picks up her bag and fishes a homemade cookie out of it* My little brothers and sister made them but they have cooking classes so...
(take out 'in' whoops)
Chain: I have a bag full of cookies but I didn't make any. Well not in today anyway.
Chain: *sighs, allowing her gaze to travel over to the clock and mutters* Why can't this lesson end sooner...?
Chain: *pours a few more nerds into her mouth, laying her head on the pristine work area*
Chain: *grins, licking her finger and letting it sit in the heat of the stove for a few seconds*
(hope this isn't too big) [img] Chain Hardy 17 Nephil Angel Designer (she comes up with the armour and weapons, places to hide things within...
Chain: *pulls out a packet of Strawberry and Watermelon Wonka nerds, pouring a little bit of each into her mouth*
Chain: *rushes into class, taking a seat whilst ignoring the teachers complaints of her lateness*
Riley seems really sweet but I'd love to see her get a bad boy in her life. I mean what isn't awesome about about seeing a good girl turn bad? But...
More typos (I promise to check more thoroughly next time): *I turned my head to look at Preston *Flynn gently lets the bucket drop to the...
My updates probably won't be daily probably every other day maybe an extra day if something comes up or whatever. I was reading a book and the...
Chain: *hands in her letter and pounds against the pavement in her hopeless attempt not to get in trouble for being late to class*
Typo: *Everyone else easy doesn't mean
21 DAYS 9:30 AM - 10:00 AM Numb. Numbness. Thats all I've felt for five years. Numb. Empty. Missing. I'm a jigsaw puzzle with all its...
Chain: *rushes to the Post Office, bursting in through the doors*
Crap, those are huge. Sorry Grace.