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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 26, 2008 0:36:58 GMT
Jennifer sat alone. Wondering about what she had just done to Nate. She questioned herself on whether it was the right thing to do. She was hiding from the rest of the school by being behind this tree. This would be her "thinking place"; a place for her to concentrate on her life and to be herself. She knew she wasn't meant to be out here at this time, but she didn't care, she felt safe. Safe is what she wanted to be at this moment in time.
{[If you want me to delete this thread, I will]}
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 26, 2008 0:53:04 GMT
Jennifer stood up and dusted herself down. She walked across the huge field and snuck back to her dorm. She would go back to her "thinking place" tomorrow. But first she needed her rest.
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 26, 2008 11:02:46 GMT
It was pouring down with rain. The field was like a swamp; but Jennie didn't care she had to go have some time by herself. She was walking casually towards her tree and slipped in a huge muddy puddle. She just cursed. Her 'Juicy' tracksuit and 'Gucci' flip flops were now ruined. She tried to pick herself up but there was no luck, she couldn't be bothered. She was wet, muddy and cold. She some how found the strength to get up and walk back inside the school. She looked a mess. She wasn't going to do that ever again. Instead she would wait for the rain to stop.
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 26, 2008 14:29:07 GMT
The rain had finally stop, allowing Jennie to go hide behind her tree. This time she watched where she put her feet, making sure that every step wasn't into a muddy puddle. She was successful and reached her tree without a splash of mud on her 'Dior' suit. She sat down and opened her book, "Contact_Zero". She was into books, but she didn't let anyone notice, just incase they would skit her or call her nasty names. She felt she had to keep an image as a "b*tch".
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 26, 2008 21:36:54 GMT
It was dark as she dragged "Jack" to her tree. He asked her what this was and she told him. She explained this was where her "nice" side was. He just laughed. She kissed him passionately. And whispered, I'm ready! A smirked grew on his face as they fell on the ground. He landed on top of her, she smiled and he returned it with a peck on the lips. Then they let their hormones take the better of them...
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 28, 2008 19:08:14 GMT
Jennie ran across the field, tears streaming from her face. She only wanted advice, she was confused at what she had to do on a date. She couldn't believe that Abbi had screamed and asked her to leave. She flung herself on the ground and sobbed.
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Post by Abigail Marié Jackson. on Oct 28, 2008 19:18:43 GMT
Abigail chased after her as fast as she could, Jennie! she said, running down the field, before catching up with her behind a large tree. I'm sorry.. i've got problems going on.. i just..
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 28, 2008 19:34:59 GMT
Just what? jennie snapped, wiping the tears. I know I am making a big deal out of this but it hurt me that you weren't supportive! And I try my best to help you! Take nate for example, I have saved you from him on more than one occasion! I thought we were friends! she cried. i thought we had a blossom of a friendship! Obviously not! she sobbed, turning away from Abbi.
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Post by Abigail Marié Jackson. on Oct 28, 2008 19:40:39 GMT
Hold on a minute! she snapped, You haven't saved me from nate at all! You don't even bluddy know the full story, and what ever happened to "doll"? You were such a bitch! And look, you've landed yourself back in it! She clenched her fists, hoping not to let her anger out, All i bluddy know, is that you ran straight in to my rehearsals looking like that! How was i supposed to know what was bluddy going on?!
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Oct 28, 2008 19:43:58 GMT
Goodbye Abigail Jackson! she cried running off.
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Post by Abigail Marié Jackson. on Oct 28, 2008 19:45:45 GMT
Don't fuckin be like that! she said, running after her.. again.
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Post by ...Jennifer Lilliana Filan... on Nov 5, 2008 18:59:20 GMT
Jennie slowly waltz across the wet, muddy field. Each step she took, her feet sinking into the mud. As the tears streamed from her puffy, bloodshot eyes, she thought about the consequences of the actions she did two years ago. She allowed the tears roll down her face as she thought about how Lucy had been the foolish one to be having a intimate relationship with someone older than her. Especially at her age back then! Aged 14 and having sex with a 17 year old!? That was just foolish, i know she was immature and young but I had to tell! I just had to! It was wrong. She approached her tree and sat down. Opening a battered book, her diary. A book that hadn't been written in since that time when she made the decision to tell her friend's secret. She turned to the page; the page were she had written the truth; the page that she never wanted to look at ever again. But it had to be! She had to read it to find answers. Why had her former friend plotted to get someone to kill her? Why had her former friend imprison someone and get them pregnant? The pyscho b*tch! she mumbled, wiping the tears form her face. She just sat there, allowing the sun to set. Giving her space from a terrible situation that had occured for that week. She couldn't believe she was dead! And she wouldn't believe it until she saw proof! She leaped up and stormed back to her dorm. Angry, tired and determand to get the truth! Was she dead or not?
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Post by Zachary Jason Carter on Dec 11, 2008 17:49:50 GMT
Zac scuffed his foot on the floor, kicking aside loose particles of dirt before he sat down. He leant back against the tree and smiled faintly. Looking around, he realised he wouldn't miss the place at all if he had Abigail and the baby with him. Nothing else mattered as long as they were with him. He'd have to tell his uncle of course, about how he was moving away to be a dad. And of course, his uncle and cousin would want to know and meet the baby. This was the only problem, in his eyes. Would Abigail mind a convict as a part of the family? He knew he'd told her before, but maybe she'd forgotten in all the stress. He sighed, and looked up at the sky, trying to fathom the courage to tell her about his uncle and cousin.
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Post by Abigail Marié Jackson. on Dec 12, 2008 18:51:07 GMT
Abigail smiled, as she wondered around the school grounds aimlessly. Walking onto the field, she saw a figure, slumped down the back of an old oak tree. She stood back, watching its slight movements, and its slow building. Moving closer, she realised who it was. Zac.. She smiled once more, allowing her cheekbones to lift up lightly.
She felt her feet move slowly towards him, as the subtle wind left the leaves shuffling on the floor with a pitter and a patter. Noticing a plain face on Zac, she drifted over to him. Hey gorgeoous. She smiled, looking down at him. Are you alright? She looked at the dirt on the floor, frowning, as she sat down next to him.
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Post by Zachary Jason Carter on Dec 12, 2008 19:10:04 GMT
Zac smiled softly at her as she sat down. He had to tell her now. Abigail... he paused, and took a breath. Do you remember I told you about my Uncle? He waited, trying to see the reaction on her face, but then he continued. He's out of prison now, and then there's my cousin Spencer.. When we move away, cause we are, aren't we? He asked for reassurance, then sighed. When we move away, they're gonna have to know. And like, I just wanted to make sure you don't mind, coz my Uncle, he's a criminal, and I just... I don't know if that intimidates you... it has done so to friends before...
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