Jake walked towards his car, his dirty blonde hair was unbrushed and hung below his chin. He wore a black t-shirt and ripped jeans. He placed his keys in the ignition, as Blood for Blood blasted on his stereo. As he drove quickly down the road, his ocean blue eyes stayed concentrated on the road. He turned quickly into his driveway, and sat there.
Placing a cigarette between his full lips, he would light it and let the gray hazardous smoke flow from his nostrils. He starred at the lights in his house, it had been days since he had been home.
He opened the dashboard, and let the silver flask fall into his hands. He smirked as slowly opened it, and took a big swig. The vodka washed down bitterly, almost making him choke, but he swallowed quickly and followed it with a drag of his cigarette.
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Originally posted by star_light
camille finly got her papers in her hand. the smooth sufface made her close her eyes. openingthem she kept walking trying to get papers in oder agen.
cmilles green shiny eyes hid in her black / brown hair she walked into school . looking for her locker she was in a deep thout.
The walk to the school had been long. Jacy had made the mistake of thinking that one mile would be an easy walk for him. Tomorrow, he would be taking the bus.
He was contemplating tearing his legs off (so that the pain would stop) when he finally reached his locker. Light blue eyes double checked the slip of paper that the old hag secretary had given to him in the main office. Yup, this was it.
Jacy ran his fingers through dark brown hair that ended just below his ears, and sighed. He had already decided that this new school would suck. Of course, he decided that with every new school, but it was the principle of the thing. He looked at his watch. Amazingly, he was early. He took this moment to slump down onto the floor, lean his head against his locker, and close his eyes.
Oening her locker she had put her list of classes doun trying her papers ready but doing so they had fell out of her hands agen.
she was about to sreem her head of she was geting mad at the facked they kept falling from her hands . Saming her locker makeing aloud bang the papers where all over the floor. Picking the papers up her black hair had fell into her face her darm soft green eyes where skaning for her papers under her long black hair.
Phillip decided to park his car a few blocks up from school instead of the school parking lot...there was never any parking there anyway and on the way back he could stop by the corner 711 and pick something up...
he walked up the stairs through the quad and entered the east wing building and nodded to people he knew and recognized..up the stairs to the second floor he went to pick out his books from his locker and headed to his first class of the day, English Lit.