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				Title: <strong>Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 21:27:28</strong>
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				<strong>{ If you have posted in my Group topic, this is where it all takes place. }<br><br>Setting: A Highschool named ' The Bricks ' or Brickwood High School.<br>Time: Day, Early morning<br>Placement: In the Library</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talk2meguy</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 02:45:17</strong>
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				Waking up early on a Saturday was not Tyson's idea of a good time. Rolling out of bed he tossed on a pair of basketball shorts and a white muscle shirt before heading out to the car where his dad was waiting. He wasn't even mad when he found out what he had done which many kids would have been glad for but Tyson knew it was for all the wrong reasons. It wasn't because his dad thought his son was capable of better, or because he thought it was what kids his age did... he just wanted him to play basketball and an important road game was coming up. <br><br>"Do your time then your good to go" his dad said when he got in the car with a smile on his face as he started driving towards the school in the year old escalade. Tyson didn't respond as he leaned back without his seat belt and looked out the window wiping sleep from his eyes. Seeing the school he let out a grumble as he reached for the door handle only to be pushed back by his dad. "Listen, ask the teacher if you can practise in the gym. Your layups have been sagging recently" he said before letting go of his sons shirt. <br><br>"Yeah...sure dad" he mumbled as he got out of the SUV and stepped in front of the school looking up at it. His dad didn't so much as say goodbye before driving away but that's how it always was. "This blows" he muttered to himself heading slowly up the stairs and into the school, it was open and he went straight to the library as he had been told to do. <br><br>Grabbing a seat in the middle on the library Tyson leaned back crossing his arms and closing his eyes. It wasn't like this was <em>normal</em> school where he would have to learn or anything right? He just had to sit there and make it through the next few hours and then he'd be good to go. Simple in theory. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:19:15</strong>
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				Kira walked to school alone, leaving before her parents even woke up. She had told them that she had to attend detention, and they were disappointed, but thought maybe, just maybe it was a good thing, since she hadn't made any friends at all. Maybe being in detention would make her talk to other students, then again Kira had a way of being invisible to most kids at the school. <br><br>Armed with a backpack and her IPod, Kira shuffed into school wearing jeans and a pink sweater. She looked pretty but never thought of herself that way. She made her way to the library amd saw someone else already there. She put her eyes to the floor and scurried past him, taking a seat in the back. She put her earphones in, and began listening to the soundtrack for 'Chicago'. She knew almost every song to every musical ever made. She had a voice that could rival Kristin Chenoweth's pipes. But no one knew that, cause Kira was always the quiet one, people would be stunned if they heard her. It was her secret, and if it got out, her life would probably change for the better.
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				Post by: <strong>Novak</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 06:46:46</strong>
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				Chris rolled over in bed which was just a mattress and box spring on the floor, his leg dropping to to the floor kicking over a bunch of beer cans from the night before.&nbsp; He woke up and looked at his watch realizing he needed to be in detention in 20 minuets.&nbsp; "I guess I know what I'm doing next Saturday."&nbsp; He pushed himself up looking for his jeans.&nbsp; "Shocker."&nbsp; He picked up his jeans and put on a gray t-shirt.&nbsp; He found his boots and jacket and made his way to the kitchen.&nbsp; He chugged a glass of orange juice and grabbed a pack of pop tarts before heading out of the house.<br><br>Walking through neighbors yards he actually cut enough time off to make it in plenty of time, so he decided to go into the gas station for a pack of cigarettes.&nbsp; He had become partial to Marlboro blend 54.&nbsp; Smokes in hand he made his way to the school showing up to see the pretty shy girl walk in.&nbsp; He couldn't even think of her name but knew they had classes together.&nbsp; He sat on a bench packing his smokes and lighting one up before going in since he had time.<br><br>He scoffed as he saw a car approaching.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 07:01:27</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ashley had actually awoken a little earlier than what was expected. As if it were a regular school day she fixed her neat fifty's fringe bangs across her forehead. The princess began to flutter her long ebony eyelashes, sapphire eyes looking in the glossy mirror. She parted her lips, both of them glossed equally , a nude color with a red tint just barely. It was a water-melon color but didn't look pink. She lifted a single brow as she blended her lavender eyeshadow in around her eyes. Her lips parted as she did her make up. Her ivory skin covered in a soft lotion, she was very clean. <br><br>&nbsp;She arose from her vanity-tables stool. She blinked a few times flipping the side of her hair back putting a violet glittery plastic hairpin flower in it. She tinkered with her earrings, them almost black but a very dim plum color. They were little ' bows ' with black and white pearls dangling from them.&nbsp; She stepped out of her house, her mother driving her to school today. She was grumpy and held a lit cigarette. Her mother was dressed in a pink fuzzy robe, her red hair tied back in a pony-tail. Her mother was a beautiful woman but, had been deprived of sleep and was quite angry recently. Ashley wore only a pair of black skinny jeans which hugged her curved thick legs for her size. he was plump in certain areas including her legs , behind and breast. Her hips were a little wide though she tried hiding all of it with her dark clothing.&nbsp; Her top , a black sweater with an orchid silver pin on her chest holding her sweater at an angle. Inbetween her breast dangled a silver butterfly necklace. <br><br>&nbsp;She smirked looking out the window as they passed by a few houses, she sighed. Her large white leather purse hung over her shoulder. Her mother didn't talk to her at all in the car, just flicked her cigarette and took a drink out of her coffee mug. Ashley glanced over to her a few times without her knowing before they pulled up to the school. Ashley got out of the car quickly. The red monte carlo not exactly in its best shape due to a recent wreck. Her black ballet flats stepping forward into the school, she began looking side to side before making her way to the library. Ashley strongly disliked the Principle standing in the middle of the hall waiting on them in his grey suit and brown tie. She made a disgusted face as she passed him walking through the library doors. She sat at the first rowed table near the enclosed part of the upper area with the books. Her sigh could be heard through the library as she tilted her head back. 
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 17:29:32</strong>
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				Robert was already up when the alarm went off, working on his latest computer program that he was planning on selling.&nbsp; He stifled a yawn then leaned over and tapped the off button before taking a few minutes to finish what he was doing.&nbsp; He powered off the computer before he left the bedroom, taking a long hot shower, then proceeded to get dressed.&nbsp; He chose a pair of faded gray sweats and equally faded white sneakers this morning, not really concerned about appearances.<br><br>Once dressed, he absently gave his hair one last run through of his fingers before retrieving both car keys and his laptop bag.&nbsp; He passed outside, noting that no one else was up yet then drove to school.&nbsp; He found the closest spot to the door that was available then turned the car off, retrieving his laptop bag.<br><br>Once inside, he went to the library.&nbsp; Once there, he exchanged waves or nods with people he knew then found a suitable spot to plop down and plug his laptop in.&nbsp; Maybe he could get some time in on warcraft this morning after all.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 18:16:30</strong>
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				Kira looked up just as Ashley walked in <em>Great,&nbsp; well I know how my morning is going to go.</em> Ashley's little "gang" always teased and taunted Kira because she was so quiet and shy. It didn't help, it just made her retreat more.&nbsp; Now she had to be locked in a room essentially with the girl for the next few hours. Hopefully Ashley would be distracted by&nbsp; all the boys in the room, and never even notice Kira was there. Well, no one would realize it anyway, Kira had no luck with boys anyway amd they probably all would focus on Ashley as she always had a 'herd' of them following her around school. 
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				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 18:46:59</strong>
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				Ashley lifted a brow watching a few of them come in. Her large white leather purse sat infront of her, she narrowed her eyes to Kira. To be honest she didn't know what to think of that girl, and somewhat wondered why that good girl was here? Ashley was personally in there due to leaving school without permission on several occasions to go shopping. She sighed, her lips parted as she bit her lower lip her eyes narrowed to the side. She put her headphones in and began to listen to the ' Cell Block Tango '. She pulled the front of her sweater up a bit. The principle stepping in before anyone could greet. His chocolate eyes and shaven head glistening in the light. <br><br>He was obviously about to make a speach. " Since you are all here today... and I am going to be busy dealing with other scum of the school going through refferals I will expect a paper on who you think that you are by the end of the day. If I do not receive it on my desk by the end of the day, just expect your next Saturday to be taken. " he commented.<br><br>Ashley lifted a brow and bit the inside of her cheek trying not to make a comment but she looked around with a scoff. " Do you honestly think I belong in here? Really? " she asked putting her hands down on the table arising. He awnsered with a shake of his head closing his eyes. " Miss Miller, you've gotten it easy lately. Just do your paper and be quiet until you leave here. " he commented towards her specifically in her eyes. Ashley began to sit down tapping her fingernails on the desk, she sighed looking behind her. The nerd of the school and the outcast eing the only ones really in there, but the usual ass-holes and jocks were probably going to show up in minute.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Novak</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 18:54:43</strong>
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				Chris watched as Ashley arrived and walked in followed by one of the geeks.&nbsp; He was pretty sure his name was Rob, but not positive.&nbsp; Chris finished his second smoke and decided to go in.&nbsp; He walked past the principle as he finished his little speech returning his stare until he was past him.&nbsp; He walked through the library walking to the back row of tables set up.&nbsp; He sat down putting his grease and dirt covered boots on the table leaning his chair back.&nbsp; He looked across from him and saw the shy girl there staring down listening to her IPod.&nbsp; <br><br>He surveyed the room to see who all was there.&nbsp; He saw the geek sitting there playing with his laptop already and rolled his eyes.&nbsp; He saw Ashley the reject from the game pretty pretty princess.&nbsp; Then he saw Tyson, they had been friends at one point.&nbsp; Freshman year football to be exact.&nbsp; But they had both gone on to do different things and now didn't talk and had for some reason come to have some disdain for one another.<br><br>He leaned back again rolling his eyes that he had to be there again.&nbsp; He closed his eyes to try and get some sleep.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 19:36:25</strong>
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				BEEP BEEEP BEEEEEEEEP!!!! <br><br>Joe's alarm clock dutifully began to whine, without giving it a second thought Joe reached forward and slapped the snooze button hard. Letting out a satisfied sigh as he did, not even ten seconds later another alarm clock placed on his desk went off, then his cell phone's alarm, then an egg timer.....He was a heavy sleeper and he'd learned from previous experience that if he only set one alarm he'd never get out of bed on time. With a slight groan Joe covered his head with his pillow and momentarily considered just ignoring all the alarms. But it wasn't any use. After a few seconds he was out of bed and stumbling to the machines. He accidentally stepped on his cell phone, and bent to pick it up, shutting off it's alarm. Next he yanked the power cord for the second alarm clock, unplugging and silencing it, finally he put payed to the egg timer by simply twisting it back to 'off.'<br><br>A smile spread across Joe's face as he took in the silence for a second. Walking over to his drawers he pulled out his cloths for the day. A pair of jeans, a gray T-shirt, and some boxers. Taking his selections with him he walked to the bathroom and got into the shower. As he washed his body his mind crossed over what had gotten him into this situation.... Ok...so MAYBE he'd seen "Ferris Buler's Day Off" just ONE too many times for his own good, and MAYBE it was a little bit impractical to think that he and a few of his friends could pull off the same thing. BUT it had been one hell of a day! And if it wasn't for the fact that he was the only one of his friends with the balls to wave at the cameras during the baseball game he would never have even been caught!<br><br><br>As soon as he was out of the shower Joe was drying himself off, his eyes running over his own body. Not to toot his own horn but he was in pretty good shape! It took him less than 10 minutes to shave, brush his teeth, get dressed, and force his hair into some sort of style. As he walked through the kitchen he grabbed a cereal bar and a can of iced tea. A minute later he was pulling his car (http://images.craigslist.org/3nb3ma3o15Y15P35R5a9l3575114d63fe1f3c.jpg) out of the driveway and was off to school. <br><br><br>As he drove there his mind passed over what his car had looked like before (http://www.rgvoldcars.com/images/classifieds/54joechev.jpg) when he'd first got it. He'd taken her a long way and now she was just a coat of paint away from being perfect! He was pulled from his thoughts as he parked his car in the school's parking lot and got out. He walked over to the library, passing by the principal "I was framed you know" he said jokingly before walking into the library and looking around to see if there was anyone he really wanted to sit with......Nope....there wasn't. Walking over to one of the empty tables he sat down, and pulled out a pen and notebook, flipping it open to a blank page he started to scan the room to see if there was anything he wanted to draw.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 22:44:34</strong>
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				Robert gave Kira a smile and with a gesture of his head indicated that she was welcome to join him at his table.&nbsp; He then returned his attention back to his laptop, knowing that he'd be left more or less alone during the morning.&nbsp; That is unless someone sat with him to divert his attention.<br><br>For the moment, it was quiet enough.&nbsp; He expected things to get interesting once the teacher who was supposed to be observing the detention wandered off to do something more interesting and leave them to their own devices.&nbsp; Which could make for an interesting morning.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 22:55:18</strong>
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				Kira could not believe it, there was a boy motioning to her to sit with him. Her? No one ever paid attention to her. Maybe he wasn't looking at her. She turned around, to check, and there was no one behind her. Ok this couldn't be right, he was cute, should he be looking at Ashley or something? Kira got nervous, and she wasn't sure if she should move. Her Ipod was playing "Hot Honey Rag" now, and part of her actually felt empowered to get up and sit with him. She moved from her table to his, but, kept her head down, never looking at him. But that's how she was, quiet, most people thought she was mute. <br><br>Kira fiddled with her cord, and blushed hard, she couldn't believe she was sitting next to a boy, and she was sure Ashley would torment her about it. Her blonde hair fell into her face and she just sat there, not moving. She didn't know what she would do if he actually spoke to her. At least he was busy with his laptop, and maybe would pay attention to that and not to her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 22:59:29</strong>
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				"I don't bite."&nbsp; &nbsp;Robert said quietly when Kira finally came over and sat at the table with him.&nbsp; "It's going to be hard to hold a conversation if we have to talk across the table."&nbsp; &nbsp; He tried to be gentle about it but he wasn't sure how easy that was going to be.&nbsp; &nbsp; He'd notice Kira before at school but hadn't the chance to chat with her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Maybe he could get her to come out of her bubble a little bit and socialize with him.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 23:06:12</strong>
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				Kira had seen Robert once or twice in the halls, but she was like the song from "Chicago" - Mr. Cellophane- except well, she was a girl of course. No one ever noticed her, no one. That's why it was so curious that he even wanted to speak to her. She pulled one ear bud from her ear. "I'm Kira," she whispered, barely audible. she looked back down, hoping no one heard her. She bit her lip and blushed, he was probably the first person she talked to in school in two years, that's a long time to be alone.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Talk2meguy</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 23:27:10</strong>
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				Tyson was barely aware that others had come into the room after him, he opened his eyes every so often but there wasn't much to see. Well there was Ashley, that was a surprise to see and likely anyone who seen him would be surprised as well. Sports were huge in the school and though some jocks... J.R. varsity usually got in trouble it was rare that anyone even close to being a star player would. Whatever, it actually didn't suck feeling somewhat normal for once, getting in trouble for his actions. <br><br>Ashley was a princess and since he was a jock he of course knew who she was and had talked to her before. It was important that the popular kids at least talk every now and then to other groups of popular kids and she seemed to be like an alright girl. One to go steady with? No, he wouldn't but go on a date with, that could have been fun. She was rightfully vain. <br><br>The others he wasn't too sure about except for Chris who he thought of as weak and a quitter. It was as though he hadn't known the guy at all, he was just starting to genuinely like the guy and he pulled an asshole move. He had talent and even though Tyson didn't stick with football he at least stayed in sports. From what he knew Chris was nothing but a bad egg, garbage and a waste of time. He let out a muffled laugh when he seen him here then turned back to the front. This was going to be a great Saturday, suddenly being treated like everyone else wasn't so great. <br><br>"Guess the freaks are hitting it off" he mumbled leaning forward after the principal was gone so that Ashley could hear him. She was a princess him a jock, both popular in different ways. He nodded his head towards Robert and Kira.
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				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 03:41:43</strong>
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				Ashley turned around and sat ontop of the table she was at boosting herself, listening to Tyson she shrugged. " I honestly don't care what they do, they can hit it off all they like. " she began to dig into her purse and looked up only to stand. " I hear the Hot Honey Rag.. " she began to lift both brows. " I love that song.. " she plopped back down into her seat throwing her head back. " God... I love that movie.. " she pressed her feet up to the table top. Her tight black pants hugging her legs had a light glitter on them. She teased the orchid on her sweater looking to Tyson " Heh.. I honestly don't know what to say anymore.. I feel as if we're all going to sit here for ages until we slowly...slowly...slowly turn into dust.. " she mumbled. <br><br>Her long eyelashes fluttering a bit as she looked up to the ceiling. Her black ballet flats pressed to the table as she tilted her chair back just a smidge. She began to bite the inside of her cheek before looking to Tyson. " Atleast she has someone to talk to now, normally no one talks to her. " she commented. Ashley was blunt but, she was also a nice person if she felt the need to be. Ashley tied the back of her hair up in a pony-tail while she was talking. " You can like the life , you're living... you can live the life you like..you can even marry Harry, but mess around with Ike. Isn't it good, isn't it grand? Isn't it great? Isn't it swell? Isn't it fun? Isn't it? But, nothing stays.. " she sang calmly to herself before looking to Kira from across the tables. She smirked.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:08:01</strong>
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				Kira wasn't paying attention to the popular kids conversaion, she figured they must have been saying something mean about her anyway. She saw how they looked in her direction and chuckled. She wasn't stupid, she just didn't like them. They didn't know her from a hole in the wall, who were they to judge her?<br><br>That was until she heard Ashley exclaim about the song on Kira's iPod. It wasn't that loud was it? Ashley liked "Chicago"? Then she heard the word, <em>Movie.</em> Figures, didn't Zoe know it was a play before it was a movie? Sure the movie was ok, but to see it up on stage- Kira sighed. She remembered how wonderful it was to see it on Broadway. Then she heard Ashley sing - not bad! Kira wondered though if Ashley as showing off, that's what princesses do anyway. Then came this small but amazing voice from the corner, "In fifty years or so, it's gonna change, you know- but,oh, it's heaven Nowadays." Had Kira sung a full voice, she would have filled the entire room, bu for now, she looked back down and put the bud back into her ear.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:17:28</strong>
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				Robert reached over and tapped Kira on the thigh to ensure that he had her attention.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I know, I'm Robert."&nbsp; &nbsp;He said quietly, folding his arms in front of him and giving her his undivided attention.&nbsp; "What did you do to end up here with us?"
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:25:27</strong>
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				Kira took out her ear bud again when she felt the tap on her leg. "Hi Robert," She said softly, hoping he wouldn't comment on her singing. "Why am I here? That's not really important." If he knew the real reason, I any of them did, they would probably laugh at her.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:52:39</strong>
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				"Humor me."&nbsp; Robert kept his voice down enough that someone would have to be at the table to follow the conversation.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Call me curious as to what would get you sent here."&nbsp; He also gently gave her wrist a tug to encourage her to sit next to him.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:04:29</strong>
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				Kira blushed as he tugged her, she could not believe he wanted her to move closer. She scooted her chair just a bit closer, but not right next to him. "You know that fire alarm last Friday? That was me, I didn't want to take my calculus exam, I hate math. Didn't help, I had to take it on Monday." Kira bit her lip after she whispered her secret to him. Lord knows he probably thought she was an idiot for doing that. 
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				Post by: <strong>Novak</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:10:36</strong>
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				Chris sat there still leaning back listening to the conversations around him he rolled his eyes.&nbsp; "Great, there's prom king and queen or nerd love.&nbsp; Which do I want to listen to..."&nbsp; He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small flask he had acquired sometime in his junior year and almost always kept with him.&nbsp; He unscrewed the cap and took a swig of wild turkey only to realize he hadn't refilled it.&nbsp; "Well isn't that just great."&nbsp; He screwed the cap on and let the flask fall next to his chair.<br><br>He found himself looking over towards Ashley and Tyson.&nbsp; He thought of some of the good times he had with Ty as freshmen.&nbsp; He couldn't believe their friendship had ended because he had hooked up with a chick Ty had a crush on.&nbsp; It wasn't even like he knew how Ty felt since he never said anything about it.&nbsp; But whatever he wanted to over react like it was the end of the world.&nbsp; He thought about football and the potential people said they saw in him, but his father always made sure to remind him he was shit, which lead to him deciding to do his own thing.&nbsp; Then there was Ashley he knew her a little from earlier in high school and had even asked her to homecoming freshman year but she was already going with someone.&nbsp; He never knew if that was true or just her excuse not to go with him, but he would never let either of them know he still hung on to those memories or even actually remembered those incidents.<br><br>He pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth and began patting his pockets looking for his lighter. 
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				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:29:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ashley looked at Kira lifting a brow and nodded. She gave a slight giggle, the girl wasn't half bad. Ashley arose and began to prop herself up on the table infront of the nerds. She smirked before joining their conversation. " I can't believe either of you are in here to be honest. Makes me kind of curious.. " she parted her lips tilting her head back looking at the ceiling. Her neck popping as she tilted it to each side purposely. She let out a light moan barely hearable. She loved popping her neck , fingers and back. She was a bit strange from time to time. She set her ballet flat covered feet ontop of the table before&nbsp; tinkering with her pony-tail. " I can't believe someone else likes Chicago here...most people don't even know what the play or movie is anymore. " <br><br>Ashley looked over to Robert before blinking a few times. " Hey there pretty birdy, how you doing? " she asked tinkering with his spikes before laughing a bit. Not to be mean just in a teasing manner. Ashley then glanced over to Tyson before leaning back stretching. " So, Tyson how do the sports go? " she asked. She then crossed her arms " I don't really like sports but, tell me hows it going with your fathers complaining? " Ashley tapped her foot a bit before setting the white leather purse around her shoulder infront of her. Pouring a few pounds of make up out. " I really need to clean this thing out.. " she sighed. A crushed tissue box, about four cases of make up, three tubes of lipstick , four glosses , a pair of earrings and a lavender zip-up hoody. She began tossing a few papers into the trash from her purse, most likely notes. She wasn't a very messy person, she just carried everything with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:47:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kira was getting more attention then she bargained for. She just thought she could come to detention, sit out her time, write this silly essay, and then go home. First Robert decided to take a crack at her, but now Ashley? Kira sighed softly as the princess approached the table. Great this was all she needed, to be goaded by Ashley, probably thought she sang better or something. Kira was beginning to regret opening her mouth a all. A least when she stayed quiet, everyone ignored her.<br><br>"Yeah most people don't know most musicals these days," she said in a hushed tone. She coukdn't even fathom that she and Ashley had something in common. Ashley would probably use that to taunt her in the halls next week. She watched as Ahsley put her 'suitcase' down infront of them. Christ she had a lot of stuff in there! Kira was surprised there wasn't an actual person in that bag. Why did Ashley need all that crap anyway? Guess it's what princesses did, carry around a boatload of makeup to do touchups all day to keep her looking perfect.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:55:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert batted Ashley's hands away from his head with a frown.&nbsp; "And what are you doing here?&nbsp; Run out of people to bother?"&nbsp; He instead turned his attention back to Kira, deliberately ignoring Ashley.&nbsp; He leaned over to whisper into Kira's ear just loud enough that only she could hear what he said.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Giggle like I said something funny then hug me tightly.&nbsp; Trust me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 22:05:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Joe couldn't help smiling as he watched the scene unfolding between the nerd, and the two girls. As he watched them, three very interesting thoughts passed through his mind. The first was that by some strange fluke of the universe it seemed like the attention was going to be squarely on the two people in the room who probably wanted it the least, the second was that it would probably be more interesting to watch the situation unfold up close, and the third....his chair had wheels!<br><br>Lifting his feet off the floor Joe placed on hand on the table, gave a good hard shove, and was sailing towards the 'nerd table' he reached out and grabbed hold of the table to stop himself from crashing into it and pulled himself to the edge of the table. He didn't say anything just yet. He was more curious about what it was that the nerd seemed to be whispering to the other girl. "Didn't momma ever tell you it's rude to keep secrets?" he said playfully. "Why don't you share your comments with the group?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 23:05:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89081.msg3909238#msg3909238">Quote from: Hunter on 18-11-2010, 21:55:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Robert batted Ashley's hands away from his head with a frown.&nbsp; "And what are you doing here?&nbsp; Run out of people to bother?"&nbsp; He instead turned his attention back to Kira, deliberately ignoring Ashley.&nbsp; He leaned over to whisper into Kira's ear just loud enough that only she could hear what he said.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Giggle like I said something funny then hug me tightly.&nbsp; Trust me."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kira was perplexed as to why he was asking her to do that, was it to annoy Ashley? Kira turned to him and giggled and then hugged him tight, then quickly retreated as yet another boy sailed over to their table. Kira looked down again, she was really not liking this attention at all! Kira actually moved closer to Robert since she was starting to feel safe with only him. If anyone would have seen them, they would have thought Kira was movie closer because she liked him, which wasn't really the case, but it was surely starting to look that way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:35:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Ashley began to lift a brow smiling as she looked at the little nerdy couple getting along, she shrugged and began throwing more notes away before looking to Joe. Ashley frowned andlifted the back of her hair scrunching her pony-tail. " Just leave them alone Joe, I am feeling in a good mood today. Let me be nice while I can, tomorrow I am just going to have to be a total bitch again. " she sighed looking up before walking off. Her long ebony fluttering lashes shutting on her perfect porcelain cheeks. She parted her lips circling the table before crossing her arms. " Do you ever feel like you're going to...possibly die today? Just out of boredom? " she asked the group over exagerating, it was what princesses did!&nbsp; Ashley bit the inside of her cheek. She was really honestly bored. Skipping in a circle, boredly doing a little prancy dance twirling. " Don't judge me. " she said slinging into a wheeled chair flowing back , the wheels carrying her over to Tyson as she set her ballet flats on his shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:38:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert concealed a smile as Ashley wandered off and left them alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was predictable, at least, about wanting to be the center of attention.&nbsp; &nbsp;He hummed softly to himself, powering off his laptop then slipping a hand into Kira's.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Come on, let's go out into the hall."&nbsp; &nbsp;He whispered into her ear as he tried to interlace fingers with hers.&nbsp; &nbsp;"It's definitely getting stuffy in here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:48:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kira was quite happy when Ashley left their table. It's not that she didn't like the girl, it's just that Ashley made Kira's life a major headache. Soon she felt a hand in hers, and looked down to see Robert holding her hand. She blushed hard, a boy was holding her hand! She couldn't believe it! Kira never had a boy hold her hand and she was all flustered in a good way. When he talked about gout in the hall, she turned to him, "Can we do that? I thought we supposed to stay in here." But it was too late, before she knew it, he was pulling her along, headed for the quiet hall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:53:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert smiled at Kira when they got out into the hall.&nbsp; &nbsp;"That little exchange alone was worth taking a chance of getting another detention."&nbsp; &nbsp;He gave her hand a little squeeze then turned to go down the hallway toward the gym.&nbsp; The building was quiet, not eerily so but rather a comfortable kind of silence.<br><br>"Alone at last."&nbsp; &nbsp;He tried to make it sound light and perhaps a bit of a joke but it was still a true statement. Instead, he smiled at her again.&nbsp; "So, is there anything you'd like to do besides take a walk?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:46:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kira followed behind him nervous they would get caught and get in big trouble for leaving the library. Let alone the other kids would probably harass the hell out of them when they got back. She followed him into the gym, and heard his words. She was shy as anything, and liked at him when he questioned her. "I want to know why me? Why bring me all the way down here. You don't even know me." Her voice was at a normal level now, she felt better in an one on one with someone rather than a crowd, yet Kira was puzzled why he would want to be alone with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Novak</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:55:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris remained leaning back in his chair watching everything unfold.&nbsp; He chuckled over the whole nerd love saga going on.&nbsp; He patted his pocket again and remembered his lighter was in a smaller pocket on the right leg of his jeans.&nbsp; He pulled it out and walked over by the window, since they had no supervision.&nbsp; "Perfect, just what I was looking for."&nbsp; He pushed the window open and lit his smoke the only thing he figured he'd enjoy during this detention.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talk2meguy</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 14:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Things were going awkwardly as the morning started "That's a little morbid" Tyson replied to Ashley when she seemed sure that they were all going to turn to dust today. She was a typical high school princess (at least he thought) what happened to the old 'i shouldn't be here' or 'i can't wait to get out and go to the mall' attitude go? Maybe it was an act that she put on in front of her friends. Maybe she wasn't really as shallow as she pretended to be... or as he pretended to be. She was looking great though and Tyson leaned over the table to get a better view of her perfect legs accented by the pants she wore. Too bad it wasn't a skirt. <br><br>Then she started singing, the one person he thought he might have something in common with here was singing a song the weirdo was listening to. He raised an eyebrow and watched her. When she spoke to him he shrugged and turned around so that he was essentially at the same table as everyone else "winning more than losing so good" he offered with a shrug. He was doing great, the rest of the team... well they needed improvements. <br><br>With her shoes on his shoulder Tyson shook his head and let out a soft laugh "this detention is so messed up" he muttered more to himself than anyone else. Then he noticed that the other two were leaving "bet they are going to fuck" he grinned at Ashley looking her over again. She'd be used to that since pretty much every guy in the school did it to her and wanted to be with her. Every guy that liked women anyway and Tyson was one of them. "What what do you have planned for after this little jail session?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KikuLei</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 21:11:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Ashley sighed tilting her head back, brown hair held back in a pony tail swinging side to side as she leaned back in her chair. Looking at Tyson she lifted a brow. Her large eyes flickered with interest in a conversation. " If they are going to fuck it shouldn't last long.. " she sighed only to part her lips biting the inside of her cheek. " I kind of wish that the other girls were here..but in a way I am glad they aren't... " she messed and tinkered with her nails. " I am in here for ditching school to go shopping, somthing about bullying another girl.. and somthing else retarded I keep forgetting.. " she teased her hair a bit boredly. " That old bastard mumbles everything he fucking says and it just pisses me off. " she commented only to look to Tyson once more. " You know what is kind of sad? I could make that girl pretty, I am telling you. She isn't bad looking she just needs to hold herself up better. " she said before taking a small sucker out of her purse, handing one to Tyson. Hers being a bubble-gum flavored Dum-dum. She unwrapped it and tossed the wrapper behind her. " Honestly, I am glad Claire and Kristen aren't in here.. they only want to shop and freaking talk about their sex lives. It's getting on my nerves.. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 06:24:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert plopped down on one of the bleachers, gesturing for Kira to sit down as well.&nbsp; &nbsp;"That's exactly why I asked you to come along.&nbsp; &nbsp;So I could try and get you out of that shell of yours and into the world with the rest of us."&nbsp; &nbsp;He put his feet up and leaned back, resting his weight on his elbows.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club{ Approved Only }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 07:14:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kira stood and didn't sit like he wanted her to. "And what do you know about me? I've been here for two years and not one of you bothered with me." Her voice was soft, not challenging, almost sad. "What am I? Some way to get back at Ashley?" Kira's eyes dipped to the floor, maybe she should head back to the library, where she can close herself off again.
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