Breakfast Club 2.0: IC
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				Title: <strong>Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 03:54:12</strong>
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				<strong>Coach Thompson</strong><br><br>He had quite the diverse detention group this Saturday, it was usually full of troublemakers and all sorts of delinquents, but today the resident queen bee of the school would be gracing them with her presence. Aria Hastings, she had detention for the next month and all he could wonder was why in the hell she would be here. He wasn't told why students were in detention, he was just told to keep them in line. Peter had been doing this for so long that he only checked in on them from time to time now, when he'd first started he'd stayed in the library with them the entire time.<br><br>On that day's roll call, besides Aria, he had the newest student to the school, the quarterback, one of the many juvenile delinquents at the school, the smart girl, and another boy that he didn't know much about other than he was one of those punk types. Hopefully, the group of students wouldn't be very hard to handle and he could enjoy his Saturday as much as was possible.&nbsp; All he was waiting for was each of them to show up, it was 7:45 and they were supposed to be here at 8 sharp.<br><br>He took a seat behind the librarian's desk and thumbed through a magazine while he waited.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 04:29:10</strong>
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				<strong>Kara Springfield</strong><br><br>She rolled over as the alarm went off, sighing as she remembered she had detention today. Sitting up, she yawned and stretched, getting out of bed. A quick jaunt to the shower, Kara came back and put on her jeans and a dark blue t-shirt. She didn't bother to wake her parents opting to walk to school and enjoy the morning. <br><br>Her strawberry blonde hair waved in the breeze as it dried naturally. She had her backpack and her iPod, all she really needed for the day. She looked at the time on the iPod and saw she had about ten minutes to get to school. Kara hurried along, not wanting to be late. <br><br>She arrived and walked in quickly, sitting down in the back of the room. It wasn't like anyone would notice her anyway. She sat quietly and waited for the others to show up, knowing no one would pay attention to her anyway.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 04:40:14</strong>
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				<strong>Aria</strong><br><br>A frustrated sigh escaped Aria's lips as she stepped out of her Aston Martin, detention, really? She understood that she may have done something wrong, but really? The 17 year old would have rather been suspended, that way she wouldn't have had to come to school for a bit, but no, her parents had to get involved and ruin everything. This was going to be fucking lame, no shopping no hanging out with her friends and no lounging around their pool, yeah, it was gonna blow. <br><br>Most people would have thought she was dressed up, but what she was wearing now was what she usually wore. What she liked wearing, Aria had loved dresses and heels since she was a little girl and had been a natural at walking in heels. She'd had plenty of practice in the pageants her mother demanded she participate in until Aria was 15 and she told her mother flat-out that she was not doing one more. She was wearing a bright-ish pink colored dress that came down to an inch or so above her knees with a pair of black open-toed heels that were trimmed in the same pink and black zebra print. Her long blonde hair was perfectly sleek and straight.<br><br>She glanced down at her watch and saw that she still had about 13 minutes until she had to be inside, she wasn't even going to come, but her father told her that he'd take away her credit card if she didn't so here she was. Aria glanced around to make sure nobody was watching her, she grabbed her purse and some school work that she'd brought from home (she may as well do something to pass the time, she wasn't stupid and she actually liked school except for some parts.), then she walked around the building where there were no windows for someone to see her through and she glanced around again before taking a cigarette from the pack in her purse. She lit it and inhaled, an almost immediate calm filled her head and she smiled. She smoked half of the cigarette and popped some gum into her mouth before heading back to her car to wait. There was no way in hell she was going in there early. Another sigh came out as she looked at her phone to see that she had about 5 minutes left so she made her way inside. <br><br>Her eyes moved to the girl that was already there and she smiled softly. The new girl, Aria had been meaning to talk to her, but hadn't really been able to make the time. She took a seat near the back and set her things down. 
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				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 05:09:11</strong>
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				<strong>Virtue Black</strong><br><br>With hair pulled up into a sloppy bun and a pair of loose fitting jeans with a simple gray tank top and her clear framed glasses made Virtue look young and delicate. Jogging to the school She entered about the same time as the queen bee, staying out of her way she took a seat as far away as possible from her. Aria had never personally taken any notice in Virtue but seeing that Virtue had ended up there had involved a girl that ran close to her, she decided not to push her already thin luck.<br><br>Sitting down and dropping her back pack she pulled out her Ipod and popped in the ear buds and decided to blast system of the down, growing up with some of the best looking boys in town she was used to girls asking her about any one of her brothers and being disgusted to find out that they liked a mixture of hard rock and oldies. Thinking about her brothers she decided to send them a text and got immediate replies telling her to stop testing before she got in more trouble.
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				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 05:29:28</strong>
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				<strong>Joey Stevens</strong><br><br>Joey groaned at the blaring sound of his alarm clock going off. He looked over at the clock and saw that it showed 7:30am. He knew he had detention for the next month or so but this particular session really screwed him over. Today he was supposed to spend the day with his friends/band mates and practice but he wouldn't be able to do so today. He jabbed at the off button on his alarm clock until it finally stopped then crawled out of bed and went to the shower. After his wake up he stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist and looked into the mirror. His dyed dark blue hair a mess and his hazel bloodshot eyes being obvious signs' that he had just woken up. He brushed his teeth then went back into his trashed room to find some clothes.<br><br>He put on a pair of ankle socks, a pair of torn and faded blue jeans, a Sex Pistols t-shirt that was held together in areas with safety pins, and his black converse shoes. He spiked up his hair and grabbed his iPod and put in his earphones' and walked out into the living room and through the kitchen to the door. Seeing that his mom wasn't yet home from her job he decided not to leave a note and walked out the door. His mother worked third shift so he was home alone almost every night. He only lived a few blocks away from the school so he always walked. On a good day with traffic it took him maybe five minutes or so and on a bad day roughly ten minutes. Once he arrived at the school he saw Coach Thompson's car and the Aston Martin that belonged to the queen bee of the school. Sighing, Joey looked up to the sky as if looking for an answer. "What did I do in a past life to deserve this?"<br><br>He entered the school and made his way to the library where he saw Coach sitting behind the librarian's desk. His gaze then turned to the other occupants' of the room. The queen bee whose name he had never bothered to learn, a girl he'd seen walking the halls a few times, and some other girl that he'd never seen. He walked to the a table that seated him two tables away from everyone else and checked his iPod to see that he had a few minutes left. He turned his iPod to The Clash and put his head down in his arms and closed his eyes hoping to sleep the morning away.
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				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 06:55:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><tt class="bbc_tt">Bronson Clearwater</tt></div><br>Bronson had been up for a while now, just counting down the time before he had detention. "I know mom. Me the Captain of the football team got detention," Bronson had actually been sharing words with his mother which hardly happened, and he was savoring it as much as he could cause it wasn't going to last long. "Well what did you do Bronson?" She placed her hands on her hips and stared at him evilly, "I pushed some kid in to the lockers, he wouldn't move so I moved him." Bronson smirked feeling no remorse for what he had done. "Bronson Theodore Clearwater! Do you want to get kicked off the football team? You're lucky they only gave you a month of detention. You better straighten up mister or you're going to lose more than just your football," Bronson blew every word off, and just hugged his mother, "Yeah sure mom, I got to get going. Time to serve detention with the Coach." Bronson knew he would have a good time, the coach would probably cut him slack.<br><br>Walking out the door dressed in just a plain blue t-shirt, a pair of black basketball shorts, and his black New Balances. His hair brushed he hoped in to his Audi A8 and drove to the school, flipping through the channels on the radio he groaned, "There is never shit on the radio," He reached up in to his visor and grabbed his mix CD, flipping to track six, and readying himself as he stopped at a stop sign. As soon as Fear by Disturbed started to play he took off squealing tires leaving tracks as he turns on to Barry Road headed to school. It wasn't a far trip so he could afford to leave at seven fifty. As he pulled up he recognized the lady of the school Aria's car, and smirked. "Fuck did she do?" He asked himself shrugged and then entered the school. <br><br>Finding his way to the library Bronson stopped at his locker, and opened it grabbing his black and blue wrist bands out of it then slipping them on. Luckily his locker was just down the hall, and at seven fifty nine he was entering the library. "Don't worry coach I am not late. Minute left." Bronson rose his hands letting his cockiness get the best of him. He looked at everyone in the room other than the coach, and decided some weren't even looking at. Though when he got a look at Kara he could tell she was shy, but her looks beat that out the gate. Bronson disliked those with a lack of confidence, but she got an exception. Taking a seat across from her he smiled charmingly, "Bronson Clearwater, so what did you do to get detention?" He asked with an average tone not really caring if anyone heard their conversation. <em>Why haven't I seen her before now?</em> Bronson thought to himself. <em>A little make up and some confidence and Aria would have a competition on her hands for prom queen.</em> Bronson looked over at Aria and shot her a smirk, then looked back to Kara.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 13:21:37</strong>
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				Kara nearly swallowed her gum when the captain of the football team started talking to her - to her! Not Aria the princess if the school, no, to little old her. <br><br>"Well, I, um," she was so flustered she didn't know if he was just being a tease prod her on or if he genuinely wanted to talk to her. "You know the fire drill Monday? That was me, I pulled the alarm." Kara looked away, she knew he would tease and laugh at her, call her an idiot or something. <br><br>It was then that she looked to the brainiac of the school and smiled and waved, maybe today she had a chance of at least making one friend in the school. 
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				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 17:31:16</strong>
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				"No shit? That was you? You got me out of physics class," Bronson was liking this girl more and more. "They'll give detention for anything now a days. No more vakay," He laughed as he leaned back in the chair, and tried to balance himself without using any support. The chair fell forward every time, but Bronson was persistent in making the chair balance its self. "So you got a name, or can I call you the infamous fire alarm puller?" Bronson was having a hard time keeping himself there, he knew she was shy but he didn't know it was to this extreme. She didn't even want to look at him, he was going to have either deal with it or change that. There was no way in hell he was going to let this girl be shy for the rest of her life. So after today she would probably have a new friend, but that's if Bronson could put up with her shyness and instead of freak out on her try and help her. <br><br>Finally he gave up and sat the chair down on all fours, he looked over at Joey Stevens and smirked. Reaching for a small piece of paper he crumbled up and then threw it hard and watched it smack against his arm. Bronson didn't know Joey Stevens that well, but they weren't complete strangers they shared a class together or two. Not really as social as they should be due to their different lifestyles, but they've exchanged words once or twice "Yo Stevens what are you here for?" Bronson asked thinking Joey would hear him over the head phones of his IPOD. As he waited he turned to look at Kira and began to smile, this broad was incredibly hot, but why so shy? He had to find that out. 
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 17:40:30</strong>
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				Kara watched as the jock tried to balance his chair and failed over and over. "I'm Kara, kinda new here, well not really , been here for a few months, but no one would really realize that.." Kara's voice trailed off as she watched Bronson throw paper at the other kid. He wasn't very nice to people and even though he was very cute, Kara still wasn't sure why he was wasting his time on her when Aria the Queen was sitting there. Weren't they girlfriend and boyfriend? She thought she had heard that in the halls somewhere. <br><br>Still he seemed to keep his focus on her and she smiled at him a little, her face lighting up as she did. "So aren't you two a couple or something?," she said as she motioned toward Aria, figuring this was probably all a prank between the two to make Kara look stupid. 
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 20:28:53</strong>
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				Aria rolled her eyes slightly as Bronson was trying to work over the new girl and when Kara asked if they were dating, ugh, she hated that rumor.&nbsp; Yes, she and Bronson may flirt a bit but it was nowhere near a relationship and she wished people would stop assuming that just because they were the most popular guy and girl that they were dating. She scooted a little closer to them. "No, we're not together. Kara, right?" She smiled at the girl. "Oh, and thank you for the fire alarm thing. It was genius. got me out of a test I forgot to study for." 
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				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 21:04:03</strong>
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				Virtue had noticed the new girls wave and smiled in response, ripping a piece of paper out of the pocket sized note book she wrote [font=Viner Hand ITC (Headings)] If you get sick of them I would be happy to have you seat with me. -VB[/font] it awsnt stunning handwritting but it was cute and readable. Then folding it neatly she angled and threw, the little air plane landed with perfect aim on to Kara's lap. Smileing back at the girl agian Virture quickly went back to zoneing out.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 21:19:17</strong>
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				Kara laughed to herself, she hadn't gotten this much attention since she had moved here six months ago! The jock was talking to her, the princess, and now the sweet nerd had sent her a note. <br><br>Kara had to admit she was surprised that Aria and Bronson weren't dating, they were the perfect match for each other. "Sorry, I just heard you two were together. Yeah it's Kara, and who knew you all would be thanking me for the fire alarm." She giggled then looked down at the note in her lap. <br><br>"Excuse me," Kara got up and moved to Virtue "Hi, I'm Kara, thanks for the invite." Kara sat down, looking back at Bronson, blushing having developed a major crush on him in just minutes.&nbsp; She would never have a chance with him in a million years, he may be talking to her today, but she knew Monday, she would be invisible to him once more. 
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				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 21:25:41</strong>
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				Joey sighed silently as his music failed to drown out the conversation taking place behind him. He lifted his head up when he felt the piece of paper hit his arm and looked back at Bronson. He paused the song on his iPod and picked up the paper and threw it back at Bronson watching it fly past his head. "If you must know I'm here for vandalism. Remember earlier this week when someone spray painted "Teachers' Are Nazis" on the gym floor? That was me." He then turned back around to his iPod and resumed listening to his music, hoping that him giving his two cents would be all the interaction he would have with them for the day. Once he grew bored with his music he turned his iPod off and stared up at the ceiling counting the tiles.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 21:32:09</strong>
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				Aria wasn't going to just volunteer why she was here, it was rather embarrassing and she barely knew these kids. If someone asked, well, she was thinking of something to say if it came to that. The real reason that she was there was pretty scandalous and Mr. Johnson had been fired for it. So, it was something that would probably be talked about for a while because people were good at catching onto reasons why teachers were fired.
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				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 21:38:43</strong>
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				"I heard, you guys are kinda loud, Virtue" She replied sweetly "So the fire alarm? What did you forget to do that you decided it was a good idea?" Virtue teased slightly her voice and eyes filled with amusement, already it was apparent she wasnt as much of a nerd as her physical apperance made her out to be.<br><br>Putting her Ipod away so she could pay attention to Kara she noticed the Joey was there and blushed slightly, him and Harrison were her crushs, both boys her father would never approve of. Looking back at Kara she hoped her feeling wernt written on her face. Even if they were it wasnt as if anyone would care.
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				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 21:48:32</strong>
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				"Well damn they really will give detention for anything now a days." Bronson looked over at Joey then toAria and then nodded, "You heard her, just a rumor." he watched as Kara went and sat with Virtue his tutor at some point in school. For a moment he seamed to stare at Kara, but he removed his attention from her, and went and sat with Aria nudging her playfully. "What's up beautiful, You figured right. I am asking why you are here." Bronson turned the chair around and sat on it with his arms resting on the back of the chair. "So why are you here?" He asked shrugging his shoulders, and then resting his head on his arms. Aria was down right beautiful, and she was the girl every guy in the school wanted. Her beautiful was one thing, but her personality is what threw Bronson off the most. To him she was just too high maintenance, though he wouldn't pass up a chance to sex her up. That would be as far as their friendship goes. Though he never bothered to try and get that close to her, so that stayed with him, and him only.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 00:10:35</strong>
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				(OCC: Oh god, you guys are too fast for me!... but I'll try to catch up :D)<br><br><strong>Harrison Lynch</strong><br><br>Saturday morning in detention, what a stupid idea, he thought. Why on earth would a guy like him even bother in showing up at school just for that ?. He wasn't even considering going to the school's library to waste time looking at a wall or at some stupid teacher wanting to show false interest in him. However, going that day would give him a chance to maybe steal a thing or two when it would be less crowded... so he thought he could just see what kind of opportunities he'd have there. Besides, he didn't sleep at all last night, maybe a little nap in detention would also help.<br><br>Friday night he was fighting on the streets for money, and Saturday morning he was supposed to go to school... it wasn't something very normal, but it was what he had to do. So, with a small cut over his left eyebrow and his knuckles all red, he decided to go to school, looking like shit. He was wearing jeans, brown boots, and white tank top with an open black hoodie on top.<br><br>"<strong>Well... I have nothing else to do so...</strong>" Harrison said to himself while walking towards the school where he was supposed to be that morning. He wasn't really afraid of being late, but for some reason he made sure that he would be there in time. <br><br>Once he reached the library, walking with his hands in his pants pockets, he looked at everyone there, noticing who they were, and in complete silence went to sit to the back of the room. He was surprised to see many girls in there... it was usually packed with boys in detention, and he knew it because he used to be there quite often. <br><br>Of all the students in there, Harrison recognized the team's captain Bronson, the popular girl named Aria, and the other guy... Joey or something like that. The other girls were new for him, he never even remembered seeing them. Of the three he actually recognized, only Bronson was the one he talked to in the past. Harrison was good at sports too so he used to be a part of the football team playing as a linebacker, but well... he used to skip practice and that pissed the coach off too many times.<br><br><strong>Great, another morning wasted...</strong> He said in a low tone of voice, to then rest his back on the back of the chair and put his legs up on the table. He kept his 'I don't give a fuck' attitude and closed his eyes without even paying attention to what the others seemed to be talking about.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 00:21:08</strong>
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				Kara turned away from looking at Bronson to answer Virtues question. "I didn't forget anything, I just wanted to get noticed, be cool. I just happened to pull the alarm closest to the principal's office . I know, stupid, it was just an impulse." <br><br>She then saw another boy enter and she blushed, never had she been around such cute boys. Still her gaze went back to Bronson, her stomach had butterflies when she looked at him. She wished she had as much confidence as Aria did, she would have just walked back to him and chatted up a storm. He was so wrong for her, but he was still exciting and she could not deny that. 
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				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 00:29:33</strong>
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				"Oh, yeah but it could be worse." She told Kara, "Bronson, Joey, and Harrison. Three of the most interging if not hot guys in the school" Virtue told the girl in a whisper then blushed. "I put a mixture of bleach and purple dye in one of the Aria's friends shampoo and conditionar she uses after cheer practice because she hurt one of my brotherss feelings." she reveiled, there was a trace of prid in the girls bright eyes. "But I forgot that there isnt many kids who had a vandetta agianst her that could do it so perfectly that she didnt notice until her black hair had been bleached then dyed purple." she said with a shrug.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 01:34:14</strong>
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				Aria's eyes lit up when she saw Harrison walk into the library, but she looked down so nobody would notice. She'd always had a bit of a crush on him, but he'd never be interested in her. Bronson was cute, but Harrison had that whole bad boy thing going on but they'd never even talked. He made her nervous and she'd never been used to that so it threw her off. <br><br>Aria knew that Virtue had done that to Ali and it had made her laugh. She, for one, could not stand that girl...but their parents were the best of friends so Aria had to pretend to like her. She slipped one ear bud of her iPod in to listen to some music, Seether was her choice right now. 
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				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 01:42:42</strong>
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				Joey's gaze turned to the front when he heard Harrison walk in. From the cut over his eyebrow and his red knuckles it was safe for him to assume that he had recently been in a fight. Joey had seen Harrison once or twice but never exchanged words with him at any point. As Harrison walked by Joey turned in his seat to look back at the others to see the two girls sitting with each other and Bronson still chatting up a storm. "So Bronson since you're in a talkative mood I can't help but ask. What did you do end up in here? Shouldn't you be sleeping in or partying with your friends or something?" Since Bronson was bent on finding out why everyone else was in here he felt obligated to ask him for his reason.<br><br>He had heard why Kara and Virtue were here and Harrison had probably done something. What really peaked his interest though was why the queen bee Aria was here. He then turned his gaze to Aria. "What about you Aria. What did you do?" Whatever her answer would be he knew there was a good chance he'd get a laugh out of it.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:00:10</strong>
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				Aria blushed just slightly as Joey asked her what she had done to land in detention. Coach Thompson wasn't in the library right now so she chanced moving to where they were sitting, all the coach had done was write some instructions or some shit on a chalk board. She sat next to Kara and smiled a bit. "I'm not really supposed to talk about it. The school board hasn't made their decision yet and I was told that it was supposed to stay a secret for now." Aria didn't exactly want to say that she didn't necessarily trust all of them because she didn't know too much about all of them. "All I really know right now is that I have detention for a month and they never fully guaranteed that I wouldn't be suspended or something."<br><br>Her eyes went to the floor before raising back up to look at Bronson and Joey, who had asked her why she was there. She would be more comfortable telling Bronson, but then again he may be stupid about it and jump to some conclusions about what he could get away with when it came to her.
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				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:27:27</strong>
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				Bronson looked to Joey and smirked, he waited for Aria to answer first before he confessed to what he had done. He looked dead at her and shook his head, "Sounds like you could be doing jail time, what'd you do sleep with a teach just for a good grade?" It was a wild guess, but Bronson was mostly joking, "Nah you wouldn't do that. Or would you?" Bronson smirked then turned to look at Joey, "Me I just moved a kid that was in my way. Though the principal thought I used a little more force than I should have. Broke the kids nose, little shit shouldn't have been in my way." Bronson didn't care what the others would think, at this point and time none of what they thought of him didn't matter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:32:39</strong>
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				Aria was not going to actually answer that question, but the blush that came to her cheeks spoke louder than words ever could. She didn't know why in the hell she'd ever agreed to do what she did, well she kind of knew, partly because she absolutely sucked at Trigonometry and her parents would have absolutely killed her if she failed even one class. Aria felt that she hadn't had a choice in the matter. If pushed further for details, the cat was already out of the bag so she may as well be truthful...everyone else had told the truth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:40:42</strong>
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				Virtue immeditly went and hugged Aria, not out of pity but because no one deserved to be pushed for info about something as awful as taht, she couldnt help it she glared at the boys who she knew from liveing with four(five if you counted her dad) who would have asked about it. "Hey, next time just ask for my help I'll tutor you, for free even ask Bronson" she said sweetly while throwing a jab at Bronson for hurting someone for no good reason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:41:16</strong>
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				Since everyone in there seemed to be eager to chat their lives out, Harrison found it impossible to rest. He slowly opened his eyes, the left one a bit less than the other due to the cut he had close ot it, and looked at them. It seemed like a very colorful group, a girl that looked like a complete geek, a popular diva who was obviously talking with a popular athlete, a punk, and another girl that seemed... just a girl, nothing out of the ordinary, he never saw her in her life, maybe she was one of those shy chicks that stayed in the corner of the room hiding in shadows the whole time.<br><br>For a moment Harrison yawned noticing that it was going to be a long morning, while stretching his arms. His right shoulder hurt a bit, he threw too many punches in the last fist so his arm felt heavy after that. "<strong>Damn it... </strong>" He said, moving his arm a bit, to then put his feet back on the ground and sit normally. <br><br>It seemed like it was going to be a very boring day, so he tried to think in a positive way... maybe one of those girls could have some money for him to take... or something like that. The coach wasn't there, so he could try and pick a pocket or two later. He didn't liked to steal from his classmates and other students, but if he was going to get bored, he might just do it for the fun.<br><br>After thinking about it, he decided to wait a little longer until everyone was done talking to eachother. Placing his head on the table, sideways, closed his eyes again. "<strong>Shhh... this is a fucking library, keep it quiet... some of us are trying to sleep.</strong>" He said to all of the others with a smile on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 03:17:04</strong>
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				He turned to Bronson when he answered and nodded some. He didn't believe him when he said he simply moved a kid. If the kid's nose was broke then odds are that he threw the kid out of his way. He then turned back to Aria when Bronson called her out. He bit down on his tongue at seeing her blush and turned away from her and put his head down. He clenched his fists and bit down on his tongue and cheek to keep from laughing. <em>She slept with a teacher just to get a grade. Oh this is hilarious.</em> he thought to himself. He raised his head back up and took a deep breath then turned back around to face them. He then turned his gaze to Harrison when he spoke. "Sleep? There's no point in sleeping at this point. We should all be asleep in our beds' instead."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 03:57:11</strong>
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				Aria hugged Virtue back with a smile, she wasn't used to people just giving her hugs but it wasn't a bad feeling. She glared at Joey as she saw him trying not to laugh. "If you must know, I did not sleep with him, thank you very much. It wasn't as serious as that," Her eyes followed Harrison's movements and she smiled, looking at the cut above his eye...it wasn't a look of judgment, it was more concern than anything. Bronson's reason for being here was just like him and she hated when he did things like that.<br><br>She couldn't help but wonder why Harrison was here, but she wasn't nosy so she wouldn't ask.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 05:09:50</strong>
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				Kara had laughed when Virtue told her why she was there. She remembered seeing the girl with purple hair. Now she knew the culprit. <br><br>Then they all started talking, they all knew each other and Kara really started to not fit in once more. She felt out of place, Virtue went to hug Aria and Kara moved seats once more. Not like anyone would notice, everyone was ribbing Aria about why she was there. All the focus on the princess. <br><br>Kara began twirling her hair as she sat off to the side, it was all about the Queen, and she was ok with that. She had gotten used to being invisible. Looking around her, she spied one of the soundproof rooms and slipped inside, her IPod blaring in her ears. She closed the door, and sank down figuring no one would miss her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 05:25:10</strong>
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				"Where did Kara go?" she asked then blushed for addressing the group then because of her shyness decideing to hit at the right time she moved off away from everyone and sat as close to Harrison because even though he kinda scared her she didnt think he would take interest in her . Pulling off her glasses to reveal her cute face she put in her ipod and set to work 'Dissappering' and being the ghost that she was use to being.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 05:42:20</strong>
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				Aria sighed as the two girls moved, that left her with Bronson and Joey. She was sure that Bronson was not going to leave her alone until he knew everything, she didn't really know anything about Joey so didn't know what to expect and Harrison didn't seem to want to be bothered so she was going to be prodded until revealing just what exactly had happened and teased about it probably. He better not tell anyone outside of this room because Aria would probably want to kill him if so. She was rarely angry and didn't know what she was like when feeling like that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 06:08:42</strong>
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				He turned towards Aria when she snapped back at him. "Relax. I don't care if you did anything or not. The thought alone is what's funny about it." He watched how quickly Virtue changed seats then how Kara had slipped off to a side room. Seeing Virtue move over towards Harrison made him wonder what Harrison did to get put in here. Shrugging slightly he decided he would try to find out why Harrison was here. "Harrison, what did you do to get put in here?" Since everyone knew why everyone else was here except for Harrison he decided to take some interest in the mystery.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 06:26:15</strong>
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				"Holy shit," Bronson could see the blush on Aria's face, he then nudged Joey as he tried hard not to laugh with him. It was then he watched Virtue get up and hug Aria, and even though Virtue was on a lower class of cuteness, something about those ponytails and her glasses gave her a level of sexiness neither of the other two could achieve. Bronson couldn't discriminate against women, he loved them all. Finally after Harrison bitched about trying to get sleep everything went back to normal, though Bronson couldn't understand why Kara had went in to one of the sound proof rooms. He shrugged it off, and turned back to Aria and got up moving his seat closer to hers. Nudging her playfully, "Hey don't worry about it. I'm sure everything will work out fine, and yes Virtue there used to tutor me in Chemistry. That shit's stupid." Bronson then threw his arm around her and gave her a small hug. He was a deutsch bag, but there were moments where he could be nice. After their little moment he got up, and stretched making an obscene noise to further irritate Harrison, but that quickly came to an end. <br><br>He slowly walked over to the room Kara was in. Opening the door Bronson popped his head in, and looked around finally seeing Kara sitting on the ground with her head phones in. "Hey what are you doing in here? Nobody likes to sit alone, why don't you come back out and join us?" Some Bronson rarely said. It had to be something about this girl that could make him say such nice things, because if he could hurt a kids feelings and knew he could. It was going to be done. Though it looked like she couldn't hear him, so he would just wait to see if she did. At the same time his eyes began to admire her figure, her hair was long and a sexy blond. Though it would be weird for him to admit it, he thought she had a cute nose too. He popped his head out the door after hearing Joey ask Harrison what he had done to get in here. Bronson figured Harrison would probably have the best reason. That guy loved to fight.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 08:14:27</strong>
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				<br>Aria was interested in hearing why Harrison was here, her reason was stupid and she should've never done it, but it was in the past and she couldn't take it back. Bronson hugging her was a complete surprise but it warmed her heart to hear him utter words of encouragement, Weird, but she smiled at him as she hugged him back. She hoped nobody would start treating her like a slut, this was the exact reason she had never slept with anyone at her school, despite the whole queen bee status, unlike her friends, she had only slept with one boy and wasn't so sure of herself when it came to that.<br><br>She watched as Virtue went and sat closer to Harrison before dropping her head onto her arms that were on the table in front of her. How was she going to get him to notice her? He'd barely noticed her all throughout the years they'd been going to school together and she knew her usual stuff wouldn't work with him. Nobody knew the real Aria, it was like nobody even tried to get to know her, not even her so-called friends. Her reputation preceded her and she hated that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 12:52:18</strong>
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				Being in her own little world was something she was used to, so when Bronson opened the door looking for her, she was a bit surprised. She swallowed hard and heard him tell her to come back out with the rest. She was still skeptical of him, not sure if he was playing a game with her or not. Still he was one of the cutest boys in school and Kara had a bad crush on him now. <br><br>"Why are you being so nice to me," she said as she stood up. "You didn't even know I existed before today." Her hair fell across her shoulders and she brushed it back gently. She was prettier than she realized, and didn't really understand why the popular handsome jock was so focused on her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 13:31:01</strong>
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				Everyone kept talking and even making loud noises, it wasn't going to be a morning for sleeping. Harrison sat back in the normal position with his arms crossed in front of his chest and looked again at the others. Somehow, they started to include him in their interest, there was a girl sitting near him, one that he never even noticed before, and also Joey was asking him how he ended up in there with them. <br><br>"<strong>It's pretty obvious, isn't it ?... they set me up...</strong>" He said at Joey, noticing that some of the others were actually listening to his words too. He didn't cared if the others would listen or not, so he kept on talking without really caring. He didn't even cared about giving the guy and answer... he was just bored so decided to talk just because he had nothing better to do. "<strong>The fucking Janitor 'stole' my money, so I had to hit him in the face... how was I to know he couldn't take a punch ?.</strong>" He answered with a smile on his face.<br><br>After a quick laugh, remembering what really happened, he explained himself better. "<strong>It's funny, when you remember a dollar's number, everyone believes it was yours...</strong>" It was pretty obvious what he did... he stole the Janitor's money, but he got caught in the process by the man... having no other option, Harrison knocked him out and memorized the last few numbers of the bills... when the principal came to punish Harrison, threatening to kick him out of school for once and for all, the guy just told him that the Janitor stole his money and wanted to attack him, so he fought back. He then told the principal the numbers of the bills he had, that the Janitor had stolen from him and, after the principal checked the Janitor's wallet and found out they were the same as what Harrison said, he believed his lie.<br><br>"<strong>It's too bad he got fired, he was good at moping floors... but well, he shouldn't have messed with me and my money</strong>" Harrison added, smirking. He actually hated the guy from before, because one time the Janitor told on him when he was stealing from a locker... he had his sweet revenge.<br><br>Harrison looked again at the others, he seemed to have their attention for the moment. He wasn't the kind of guy who would go around school talking with everyone, so that was rather new for him. He wasn't shy at all, he just didn't even cared at all about talking with the rest of the people there. But well... he was bored so he might just have a better time talking a bit than remaining in a corner like the other girl that seemed to be frightened by almost everything. Besides, he wasn't going to be able to sleep.<br><br>"<strong>That's pretty much it...</strong>" He finished, looking around for comments or reactions. He used to get the 'I'm scared of you' Effect from girls, so he was expecting it, specially from the one that slipped away into the other room. The girl he had next to him seemed way too different from him as to understand why he did it, but he didn't know her at all, so there could be surprises there. And about Aria... how could a girl like her consider Harrison something other than just a criminal ?. He was already expecting her to think of him that way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 13:51:53</strong>
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				As Harrison started talking, Aria raised her head from the table in front of her and she listened to him. She could tell it wasn't the real story from the smirk on his face but it didn't really matter to her because that same janitor was the one who had ran to the principal about her and Mr. Johnson's little incident so she hated him too. She turned her iPod off and slipped it back into her purse before turning to face Harrison in her chair. Aria wasn't sure if she should move closer to him, that may be a little too obvious so she just faced him. Making sure the hem of her dress was down <br>enough to not reveal anything but her legs, she smiled. She met his eyes as his gaze moved to her and her heart stopped for a moment or two. <br><br>Finally, Aria got up and moved to a chair closer to Harrison...it was closer to everyone else too so she wasn't as nervous. She wasn't scared of him, she was intrigued.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 18:33:46</strong>
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				Virtue sighed, She wasnt mad at him he was Harrison taht was who he was and even his personality. He is the guy to lie through his teeth and have others believe, "Sounds interesting." She mumbled to herself before going back to relaxing, this wasnt the first time she had been in detention just her first time with this set of people. Looking over everyone Virtue sighed softly agian because even if she came walking in here wearing what Aria was the only reason she would get attention was because she fell flat on her face. Closeing her eyes, trying not to think about Joey and the fact that he didnt even know her name, she started to drift off into sleep. Growing up in her household you got use to noise so sleeping with it was no big deal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 19:54:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bronson had a hard time focusing on both Kara's and Harrison's words so when Kara spoke the words went in one are out the other. He smirked when he heard Harrison's story, "Some things never changed, but I would've done the same thing." Bronson never played with his money, even if he had money to blow. Turning back to Kara he blinked and began to stare at such a cute helpless face. Though he barely paid attention to her he knew what she said, and he felt like she was putting him on the spot. She deserved an answer though because the truth was before today he wouldn't be able to pick her out at a pep rally. "Well it's just my personality. I like to meet new people and to be honest, I had no clue there was such a shy but very cute girl here. I'm not here to mess with you or pretend I like you. That's generally not my style, if I don't like someone they would know that right away. I also don't like people who have a lack of confidence, but you you're different."<br><br>&nbsp;Bronson opened the door, and stepped in closing the door behind him. "It may not make sense to you, but it's the truth," he partially didn't understand why he took so much interest in to Kara, but he didn't care about things like that. "You know a lot of my friends are superficial and probably wouldn't be my friends if I wasn't so popular, but you Kara." He froze for a second was he about to admit that he was usually lonely even in a crowd of people who he calls friend? "You're real. I may not know you that much, but I can tell that you're a true friend to who ever you became a friend with. I probably wouldn't feel so lonely if I had a friend like you," Bronson looked down at his feet as he leaned against the wall, and sighed. He wasn't as happy as he showed, but he had to keep up the persona. If he didn't someone might actually start asking question he didn't want to answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 23:31:16</strong>
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				He paid attention to Harrison's answer though he didn't really believe him. He had heard plenty of stories about him over the years but it was sadly all hearsay. He looked over at Bronson who had stepped into the room where Kara was then watched as Aria moved closer to Harrison. Shrugging he decided he would get up and move as well. Now that his curiosity had been satisfied he found himself&nbsp; intrigued with Virtue for some reason. There was something about her but he couldn't place it. He took a quick breath and walked over and sat across from Virtue. "Virtue right? That was pretty hilarious what you did to that cheerleader. I never would've thought of that." He looked her over from what he could see and liked what he saw. She wasn't a prep, a slut, or a wannabe. She appeared to be simple and he liked that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 23:56:24</strong>
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				Virtue's eyes snapped open and she looked startled, she smiled at him clearly abit smug about it " Yeah, Joey? and Thanks, it wasnt that hard I just picked the thing that was most important to her, in this case her looks, and screwed with them by putting bleach in her shampoo and purple dye in her already purple condtioner...Sorry I rambled." she said then blushed, "So which teacher pissed you off this time? or was it a few that made you decide to spray paint the gym floor?" she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:02:25</strong>
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				Once the whole mystery of how he ended up in detention yet again was gone, Harrison noted how the others seemed to continue with their own thoughts and not ask anything about it. He was just fine with that, he wasn't interested in sharing too many details with people he rarely saw there and didn't even considered of trust. <br><br>Harrison noticed Aria moving closer to him, he wondered if that decision had anything to do with what he said back then when he was talking. She wasn't the kind of girl that would actually be seen next to a guy like him.. she had a reputation as one, if not the most, popular girl at school... if her friends would only see her sitting next to him they would surely tell her all sorts of bad, and mostly true, things about him to keep her away from getting involved with a troublemaker.<br><br>Noticing that the princess of popularity was looking at him more often than normal, he made eye contact with her and asked. "<strong>What is it ?... why are you looking at me ?...</strong>" He said to her, without even caring if that could make her nervous or not. He was a direct person and whenever he wanted to know anything, he asked right away. He wasn't the type of guys that usually attracted girls like her, mostly because he was considered a criminal by many, so Harrison was interested in seeing what made her so suddenly interested on him.<br><br>While he waited for Aria to react and maybe answer, Harrison heard what Virtue and Joey were talking about. It seemed like that girl wasn't as boring as he thought she'd be, he liked the idea of what she did to the cheerleader... pretty impressive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:16:29</strong>
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				He chuckled at how she went about her prank. "Yeah. That's pretty impressive. I'll have to remember that in case I decide to do that to someone. It's alright to ramble. I do it sometimes as well." He smiled some at her blushing. "Actually I had been wanting to do that for a long time now. Personally I think all teachers' are Nazis with the exception of Mr. Reynolds the civics teacher. He's an awesome person. There I go doing it too." He chuckled at his own rambling. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:27:41</strong>
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				A laugh escaped her lips and Virtue couldnt help but stiffle it with a hand, "I didnt do it because I thought it would be fun, I did it because she hurt my brother. No one gets to hurts my family. And I like Mr.Reynolds, he lets me dirch class in his room." She said and blushed, "So you decided to spray paint it on the gyms floor?" it wasnt a real question sense they both knew he had. Putting her glasses back on she smiled at him warmly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:47:24</strong>
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				"Revenge is bittersweet I guess. The gym wasn't my first choice but I figured it was the best place for publicity." He smiled back at her. "What did she do to your brother exactly? If you don't mind me asking."&nbsp; He was curious as to what the cheerleader did. He didn't care that she got her just desserts because he figured at all preps' deserved all little payback at least once in their lifetime.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:51:37</strong>
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				A growl slipped out of her throat, "She went out with him, broke up tried to get with another one, when she couldnt went back to him only to cheat on him with his best friend when both boys were drunk." Virtue sighed then shrugged, "I thought my revenge was decent with out being a bitch like her. And I thought the gym floor was amazeing it kept me entertained for days trying to figure out who it was during PE" She laughed agian but wasnt able to stiffle it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 01:04:57</strong>
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				Kara realized that her questions went unnoticed by Bronson. Yep she knew it, typical, no one ever kept interest in her. With this group, it was all about the egos. <br><br>She pulled out a lollipop and stuck it in her mouth, ad just as he turned back, she was already twirling it in her mouth. She listened to him, well he was right, she was about as real as they came. Well, she and Virtue were probably the two girls that would never be fake just to get ahead. <br><br>"It's not that I don't have confidence, I had tons of it before I came here, you and your bunch seem to think it's cool to ignore the new girl. I tried to make friends, but is school is so cliquey it's ridiculous. I'm not fake, I know who I am, and it scares the rest of you, that's why no one wanted to even bat an eye for months. I mean look at Virtue," she motioned outside of the room, she's a great girl, very open and sweet, but do you think any of you guys would give her the time of day outside this room?" Kara's heart was beating hard, she was just amazed how everything was rolling off her tongue. <br><br>"It's girl's like me and Virtue that would never have a chance with you Bronson. You have a reputation to uphold. Shame, because you're missing out on some great people." Her voice was soft at the end, wondering if she went too far.&nbsp; She blushed and looked away from him, knowing no one outside the room could hear what they were saying. "Would you ever risk your reputation to be seen with a girl like me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 01:25:23</strong>
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				He nodded at her response. "She got what she deserved then from the sound of it. I would've went at her directly but that's just me." He was starting to like this Virtue girl more but something still puzzled him. Her plan was simple and easy but how she got caught is what bothered him. "Thanks. I had to stay after school to pull it off though. I do have another question. You're deed went perfectly and you got your revenge. What I don't know is how you got caught." He knew how he got caught and it was in the most ass way possible but he was curious as to how she got caught.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 01:29:09</strong>
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				"Ummm...Well, she said that the only people that she had hurt in anyway to do this was my brother and the guy she cheated on him wtih then they just had to look for the protective little sister with the know how," She laughed embarased, "That and apparently I had gotten purple dye on my hands so when they questioned me it was obviouse, purple splattered hands." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 01:45:10</strong>
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				"Ah I see. Well it has to beat how I got caught. The one thing that did me in was the security camera outside the door to the gym. They reviewed the footage from it I guess and were able to see that I was in there long enough." He wasn't mad that he got caught but rather annoyed that it was a camera that did him in. He smiled at her embarrassed laugh. In the back of his mind the thought that if he were to be seen with her pounded. Though most of his friends were drop outs he still had a few that were still in school. If he was seen with her he would be ridiculed by them to no end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 01:52:41</strong>
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				A spark came alive in her eyes, "Then you should have had someone who knows how to hack the computers do just that and pause them so during that time they would have not recorded you" SHe said with a smile, Pulling her bun tighter she watched him. Haveing lived with so many guys Virture sensed something going on in his head,
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 02:02:37</strong>
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				Aria was slightly taken aback by him asking her what she wanted and she realized that she hadn't thought of anything to say to Harrison. She decided to just open her mouth and see what came out. "I hate that janitor, too. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him." She smiled a little and heard Virtue talking with Joey. Aria leaned over closer to Virtue and smiled. "By the way, thank you. Ali's a little bitch and I personally think what you did was hilarious. She was running around like a chicken with her head cut off for the longest time, absolutely freaking out. She totally deserved it." She kept the smile and eye contact with Virtue for a moment or so longer before turning back to Harrison. "I was just wondering if you were okay, that looks like it hurts." Motioning to the cut above his eye. Aria knew that if she was seen talking to any of them, besides Bronson, that her friends would not leave her alone about it, but if she were seen sitting this close to Harrison they would try to talk her out of even looking at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 02:24:16</strong>
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				"<strong>See ?... I'm always doing the right thing</strong>" Harrison said back at Aria when she mentioned that she hated the Janitor and that her being there was also his fault. He really didn't care much about others, but it seemed like that like queen of the school at least shared the hatred towards the former Janitor of the place. <br><br>Once the pretty blond talked to him again asking about his cut, Harrison moved his left hand towards the wound and slightly touched it. It wasn't bleeding but it was still an open wound... he should've visited an infirmary or hospital, but knowing him, anyone would understand that he really didn't care about that kind of things. <br><br>"<strong>This... It barely hurts when I touch it... nothing serious though, it's just a cut.</strong>" He said back at Aria, who was the only person in the school who ever showed interest in his well-being. It seemed kinda weird for Harrison to be talking to a girl like her... he would normally just ignore her, but she was showing him that she wasn't the superficial bitch he thought she was. A popular queen of the school would normally be a complete egocentric whore who wouldn't talk to anyone from outside her circle of superiority... she was different however, Harrison thought that he might just have misjudged her by her fame.<br><br>"<strong>You know, you shouldn't talk to me... it would ruin your reputation, princess...</strong>" Harrison finally added, taking a good look at Aria. She was very well dressed, and he was a complete mess. Her face was beautiful from any angle one would look at her, and his face was a total disaster. She was the girl that used to become a role model for many of the younger students, and he was the image of the worst example of a student in the school. They were clear opposites, so it was really strange to see them talking to eachother just like that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 02:44:08</strong>
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				Virtue's voice brought him back to their conversation and away from his thoughts. "That would've helped a lot but oh well. I'm not mad that I got caught or anything." His attention then turned to Aria who leaned close to Virtue. He couldn't help but smile when she said that Ali was a little bitch. <em>Some hatred amongst the preps. How nice. Too bad it won't last.</em> he thought to himself. He wondered if Virtue had any friends. "So other than this change of pace what do you typically do on the weekends? Do you have any friends that you hang out with or anything?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 02:49:59</strong>
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				Virtue smiled at Aria then made a face, "No, not really I would have gone to the gym with my family, played one of the many sports my brothers taught me, then finished homework and relax play Tomb Raider of something." SHe replied with a shrug, "What about you?" SHe asked courious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 02:53:59</strong>
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				Bronson's eyes widened as Kara spoke the truth he couldn't believe his ears, was she telling him? Indeed she was, and to be honest Bronson was even angry. He couldn't be angry at the truth there was no reason to. He turn and laid his back against the wall. The tone of her voice was so sexy to him, but he knew that he should be taking her seriously. <br><br>Finally after she had got done speaking Bronson sat in silence letting the words effect him the way the should, instead of blowing them off as nonsense. Her final question is what struck him the most. He began to chuckle and then turned in to a laugh, "Risk my reputation?" He held his stomach as he couldn't control his laughter, "What makes you think me being seen with you effect my reputation, if anything it would only make yours better Kara." Bronson didn't mean to sound cocky, but it was the truth. He could take any girl in this school and make them popular, but it wasn't about that. "By the Virtue is a nice girl. She really helped me last year, and if it weren't for her I would have failed." He acknowledged Virtue every once in a while, but it was mostly business.<br><br>"Listen Kara I would risk my reputation just to be normal. All the spotlight isn't a glorious as it seems. Sure it has its perks but I never asked for any of it. It's only because I throw more than ten touchdowns a game that I got to be so popular." Bronson shrugged and then pushed off the wall and stepped over beside Kara, "I could care less what people think if they saw me with you, because to be honest. You're worth it." Bronson felt something for this girl, and it only took a half hour of detention to get this feeling. <br><br>"Blow your mind yet?" Bronson smirked and then leaned his head back against the wall, and threw his hand behind his head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 03:02:58</strong>
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				She scoffed at him, "You think I want to be popular? Christ Bronson, what an ego. Believe it or not, not every girl in this school wants to be your arm candy." She was upset that he was teasing her about making her reputation better. She knew how rumors started, she would be the girl that bagged the jock in detention and slept with him to get noticed. She paused in her mind, whoa, where did that come from? <br><br>"Well if the spotlight isn't that glorious, why get wrapped up in it in the first place? Why be all macho and fake? You like the spotlight, admit it, that brief moment where every is looking at you and smiles thinking your the shit for winning the game. Tell me you never felt that high walking the halls of the school." She was trying hard to put the focus back on him. He was flustering her, he told her she was worth it, that she was the one girl that might make his feet actually touch the ground. No one had ever given her so much attention in her life, let alone the star jock. <br><br>There was no way she was going to answer his last question, she didn't want him to know he was getting to her, once her defenses were down, she knew it would be all over for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 03:13:54</strong>
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				Bronson didn't need an answer to know the answer for his question, and listening to what she said he knew she was still trying to keep the focus on him. "Yeah I'll admit it. I loved it, having people kiss my feet was fun." Though he didn't mean it literally. Bronson reveled in every moment all eyes were on him. Especially last year when he threw that final pass to break the tie and when the state title. That's what made his career in his school, and everyone loved him. <br><br>"I don't think you are understanding me Kara," Bronson knelt down and looked Kara right in the eyes. "I'm willing to give up everything to be with you. Fuck all the rumors and the people who would only think you are just using me to get popular. You know you wouldn't do that, and I believe you. I know we don't know each other that well, but I'm willing to take the time to get to know you if that's what it takes for you to understand." Bronson was becoming vulnerable for the first time in a very long time. <br><br>"I'll quit playing football as well. What else do I have to do Kara?" He asked feeling desperate for this girls acceptance. He now knew what it felt like to want someone to accept him, instead of it being the other way around. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 03:18:02</strong>
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				"You know, I'm not the cold-hearted bitch everyone makes me out to be." Aria smiled at him to let him know that she wasn't mad that he'd bought into that reputation and she was only teasing but what she was saying was the truth.<br><br>She reached a hand up and let a fingertip softly run along the outside of his cut. "You really should let someone look at that, it could get infected or something." Aria had been doing that for herself since she was about 7, her parents could never be bothered for that. She wasn't near a nurse, but she knew the basics.<br><br>"There are no rules about who I can talk to" She gave Harrison a smile and fought herself to contain the blush that wanted to break across her face as his eyes moved over her. "If anyone finds out what I did then my reputation will be ruined anyways, I'm the only one of my 'friends' who doesn't have the reputation of being a slut. It's simple, I'm not. I just really needed an A in Trig because if I fail any class, my parents will make my life a living hell." She shrugged a bit and added under her breath. "Not like they don't do that already/"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 03:39:37</strong>
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				To say she was shocked was an understatement, he was willing to give up everything for her? She walked over to him and placed her hands flat on his chest and looked up at him, "Don't give up anything for me, I'm not that kind of girl that would ever ask anything of you. Plus, you love playing I can see it when you run down the-" She looked away, she had just let it slip that she had been to a game or two and watched him. She blushed hard and walked to the other side of the room. <br><br>"Why me Bronson? You barely know me and you are willing to give up everything." Her eyes locked with his, and her heart beat fast, he was so handsome, and he wanted her. She took a deep breath, "Ok, then let's get to know each other better." Part of her mind was screaming out in delight that he actually wanted to get to know her, but she still had to pinch herself to believe this was all real. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 04:03:54</strong>
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				Bronson's eyes shot over at Kara when she admitted that she had been to at least on of his games only to watch him play. He grinned letting it get to his head more than he should, "Wait? You've come to a game and watched me play?" Bronson was intrigued with what he had just heard. "So that means you've had a crush on me way before now then?" Bronson push off the wall and approached Kara slowly standing directly in front of her. His eyes looking down at the beauty as he towered over her.<br><br>"Why didn't you say anything? Don't give me no excuse about me being Mr. Popular. Or the fear of rejection crap." He wanted to know why she wouldn't approach him if she had a crush on him. Though he expected her to answer with the same thing he had just said. Bronson placed his hand on the wall beside her head, and leaned down to be face to face with her. "We're being real right now so I'll answer you question first." Bronson took several breaths and then began to speak, "Because you are who you are. You don't pretend to be something you're not, and to me that's the truth. I can learn from you, and you can help be normal. You make me feel normal Kara." He was drawn to her in more way then one, but the way he was feeling right now over powered his obvious mannerism. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 04:28:48</strong>
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				Harrison wasn't the kind of guy that used to have someone looking after him. Everytime he was hurt or something happened to him, he had to take care of himself... he wasn't used to having other people taking care of him, so he reacted like he was used to react at the touch of someone else when feeling pain.<br><br>When he felt her fingers over his cut, he immediately grabbed her by the wrist, but soon noticed that she wasn't hurting him, she was just trying to help. At that time his eyes opened wide and his hand released her small wrist in a matter of seconds. Why was did she care if he was hurt ?... why ?... if he wasn't the kind of guy anyone would like... he didn't know what to think.<br><br>For a moment or two he remained speechless looking at her while she continued talking. He wasn't able to understand why a girl like her would be worried for him... it felt warm inside, something he wasn't used to feel. "<strong>You...</strong>" He kept on looking at her eyes, unable to think clearly... until he got back to his senses and looked away. "<strong>... don't worry, I'm fine, I said...</strong>" He finished, going back to the way he used to be in front of everyone. He wasn't used to feeling anything special, so it was only normal that he blocked it as soon as he felt it.<br><br>"<strong>So you have a hard time being who you are as well... right ?. It's funny, we are all so different and think the others have such an easy life compared to ours... but the truth is that we're all pretty much the same.</strong>" He said to Aria, speaking something one would never expect to hear from a guy like him. "<strong>Well... whatever... I don't judge you for what you did... </strong>" He added, looking at Aria, surprised to see that she had a different side he never thought he'd see. She was actually kind, he was impressed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 04:32:48</strong>
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				Kara blushed hard as he questioned her. "I never said anything about a crush did I? I just went to show support, team spirit and all." She was lying through her teeth, she had a crush on him since the day she laid eyes on him. He was calling her out on it too. But she had good reason not to approach him. <br><br>"Your friends Jeff and I think his name was Michael glued my locker shut. I couldn't get at my stuff for a week. You think I dared approach you after that? All because I was the new girl. Tell me, how would you feel?" It was then that he got real close to her and Kara swallowed hard. His eyes were right there with hers. She could feel her heart beating from her chest and had never been this close to a boy before in her life. "Ok Bronson then I'll give it a try if you want to. You're right, I'm not like any of those other girls, I will be honest with you. I like you for who you are, not the fake jock personality." <em>Shit!,</em> she thought, she let it slip again how she felt. Now it was out there and it was way too late to take it back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 04:46:25</strong>
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				"I see. I've seen the Tomb Raider movies but never played the games. I sleep in, wake up and argue with my mom until I leave the house, and then I usually go over to my friend Levi's house for band practice. After that we all sometimes go to parties to have fun. Nothing special really." He wasn't trying to sound egotistical even though he knew that's how it sounded. He was actually kind of bored with his lifestyle with the exception of band practice. That was the only thing he really looked forward to during the week.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 04:53:52</strong>
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				"They did that to you? I never heard about it. I'm sorry that happened to you. It won't happen again, you can count on it." Bronson gritted his teeth in anger, but calmed down quickly as her angelic voice over took his ears. "You really have a hard time keeping your own secrets huh?" Bronson stood up and then stretched, "So what you are telling me that you see someone other than the Jock when you look at me?" He was amused to know who she thought he was, "So what do you see when you look at me then?" He asked curiously and then began to yawn, "Fuck it's way to early." He stretched again and then leaned back down to make eye contact with Kara, "Twenty bucks says you get me wrong," Bronson pulled out the twenty from his pocket and waved it in front of Kara's face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:01:16</strong>
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				"Your life sounds alot more exciting then mine" Virtue said and scrunched up her face, "If you want you can borrow my games, I'll even have one of my brothers give them it to you so I wont ruin your reputation." She sounded cheerful until mentioning ruining his reputation then she sounded depressed if not angry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:03:17</strong>
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				Her eyes stayed with his until he looked away. "Thank you." Aria said softly when Harrison said he didn't judge her and she didn't care whether he liked it or not, she was gonna take care of his cut.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Yeah, life's not so fun when your mom hates you... She trailed off and then stood up before grabbing his hand. "Come on , get up and come with me. Whether you like it or not, I'm gonna help you with that."<br><br>She waited there to see if he would get up and if he did, they were going to go down to the nurse's office. The door would be locked, but Aria knew how to pick a lock, probably something that Harrison might be surprised she knew how to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:13:23</strong>
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				"it's hard to keep secrets when there is a handsome boy in front of you." Kara looked away briefly as she finished speaking. "Yes I see someone beside the jock, and you're on with the twenty bucks." She smirked at him and waved her own bill at him from her pocket. <br><br>"When I see you, I see a boy who has everyone make decisions for his life. I bet your dad wanted you to go into football. I know you love the game, but I bet there is something else you rather fill your days with. You want out of this hick town, and you know you can get out with a scholarship. You want something more than this town can give you. Am I right so far?" She never broke his gaze trying to get into his soul and what he really wanted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:13:59</strong>
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				"It really isn't. I hate it sometimes." He tilted his head slightly when the tone of her voice changed. "What reputation? For being almost drop out and for being a "vandal" as people call me?" He only had a total of four friends and two of them were drop outs. The only real reputation he had was for his graffiti art around the school and him never backing down from a fight even if he lost. He strangely enough found himself being more concerned as to what people would say about her. If anyone ever said anything to him he'd just give them the finger and tell them to shove it and that would be that.<br><br>He hated it when people brought their "reputation" into the mix of things. Granted his had gotten the better of him more than once but he always tried to avoid it. What really threw him for a loop was that she cared what other people thought about him. This was the first time he'd ever spoken to her and she cared about what little reputation he had. He did find the feeling of someone caring about him odd since him and his mother practically hated each other and him and his friends had a mutual understanding about not giving a shit about one another unless it was life or death or something really important.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:21:32</strong>
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				The day was starting to promise a lot of different things in store... he went there thinking he was going to end up sleeping with his face on the table, and now he was about to have a girl taking care of him treating his wounds... and it wasn't just any kind of girl, it was no other than Aria, the most popular of the school. He would have never imagined something like that could happen that Saturday morning in detention.<br><br>When he felt her grab his hand, he looked at her again in surprise and didn't say a single word. It wasn't that he didn't liked having someone interested in making sure he'd be okay, it was just hard for him to understand why someone would do such a thing for him. He wasn't a nice guy, why would someone be nice to him if he wasn't good to anyone ?.<br><br>"<strong>Fine... if you insist...</strong>" Harrison said, standing up and letting Aria lead him towards the nurse's office. The place was empty, so they could sneak inside the office and no one would even bother them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:24:25</strong>
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				With a shrug Virtue smiled, "People dont think twice about me, if they saw me with you they would just think that you were being forced to have a tutor which would ruin your punk/vandel/badbot rep you have." She said her smile only slightly dimming, "Come on, you'll enjoy the games. Maybe you can get better then me." She was teaseing him and it felt great, He wasnt the jerk she thought he would be...Yes sadly she had thought her crush would be a jerk.<br><br>"So want the games or not?" she asked a playful glint still in her eyes and Virtue couldnt help but blush mildly when she realized taht she was teaseing him some.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:27:09</strong>
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				"You're way of about me playing football. Ever since I could throw a football I fell in love with the sport. Watching it on T.V wasn't enough for me I had to play. Though there is one other thing I like, and that's history. Wars, times, technology advancement, everything about history intrigues me." He smirked then thought about what college he wanted to go too. "My favorite college team is Clemson, and that's all the way down in South Carolina, so yeah I would need a scholarship some money from mommy and daddy." He smiled at Kara she didn't have him quite figured out, but she was close enough. "Here take it. It's just money anyways." He handed her the twenty dollar bill, and then leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Whispering softly, "My main focus right now though is getting to know you better. So what do you want for you life?" Bronson spoke smoothly even if he was just whispering.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:39:31</strong>
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				She led him down to the nurse's office and sure enough, it was locked. Aria pulled a bobby pin from her hair and started picking the lock, it didn't work the first time but finally did after the third try. She opened the door and turned the light on before looking around for some alcohol and cotton balls. She smiled as she found them. "Okay, sit down." <br><br>Aria waited for Harrison to sit down before doing what she felt like she had to do, she knew what it felt like to have nobody really care about you and it hurt. Harrison may not have felt like he deserved it, but everybody deserved to be taken care of sometimes. "This might sting a little bit." She dipped a cotton ball in alcohol and dabbed at his cut gingerly, once she got it all cleaned up, Aria leaned over to grab a band-aid that was big enough to cover it. What she didn't realize is that when she did this, her dress moved up to right underneath her ass, and she had to dig around for a band-aid so it stayed like that for well over a minute or so. <br><br>She finally found one and gently secured it over Harrison's cut. Aria threw everything away and put all of the stuff up, sitting down on the cot next to Harrison, she smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:40:27</strong>
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				"I could care less what people think about me. If anyone said anything about seeing us together then I'd tell them to shove it and get over themselves." He smirked at her teasing him. "I don't think I could become better than you since I don't play video games that much. I would however enjoy the challenge so you're on." he said with a gleam in his eye. He had never backed down from a challenge before and he wasn't going to start now. Even if it was over a video game he would still enjoy it. "On one condition though. You hand over the games yourself on Monday. Deal?" As cute as he thought her being shy was he decided to help her overcome it. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Aria and Harrison leave and wondered where they were off to. He hadn't been paying much attention to them as he was more focused on Virtue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"In person?" They way he said it made her think of it as a challenge and she had a very competitive streak as well, "OK, but when you finish them if you have a slower time then my slowest then you have to buy me lunch for the following week." Virtue said upping the stakes. It was becoming interesting, she had purposely left what she would do if she lost leaving it up to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:46:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				So she was half wrong, he really did have football as his life blood, but she was right about him moving away. Still she didn't feel right about taking his money. She knew she would slip it back in his pocket later just to be fair. <br><br>"Me? I want to go to New York, I want to be on a Broadway stage. I've wanted that my whole life. I just always knew even if I wasn't a star I wanted to perform." Kara had her hand on her cheek where he kissed her, her very first kiss. She couldn't believe he had kissed her, but she liked it. She had such&nbsp; terrible butterflies, she didn't know how she was going to make it through the morning with him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:53:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bit his lower lip at the increasing stakes. He nodded in agreement. "You're on. But if I beat your time you have to." He paused trying to think of a way to up the stakes even more. "If I beat your time then you have to come see me and my band play on open mic night at the cafe down the street. They have open mic night every Friday so that gives me plenty of room to beat your time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 05:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cocky are we?" Virtue said then blushed but she still smiled at him, this was certianly going to be a interesting bet, "You are on" she answered, going to watch his band sounded fun so even if he lost she might have to go and see how good they were. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 06:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just trying to keep it interesting." He smiled back. He enjoyed the thought of being able to hang out with her outside of here. Even though he knew he'd catch hell from his friends from buying her lunch for a week he didn't care. "On a side note Virtue, what kind of music do you like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 06:13:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harrison entered the nurse's office following Aria and took a seat letting her get the materials to treat his cut. He was surprised to see that she was able to unlock the door the way she did... it wasn't the kind of thing one would expect to see from a popular princess like her, but it gave him a good impression... they had another thing in common... knowing how to pick locks.<br><br>Harrison tried to avoid making pain faces when she started cleaning up the wound. It burned a bit but he was though so he didn't complain at all. It was strange, it felt good despite the pain. Having someone taking care of him was a nice thing, he thought, maybe getting to know people wasn't so bad after all.<br><br>After that, when Aria went to get a band aid to cover the cut, he couldn't help but to notice that her dress wasn't covering her as much as it was supposed to, so he had a great view of her ass right in that moment. He knew she was pretty and had a lot of boys after her, but at that time he noticed she was even more attractive than he thought... she had a great body underneath her expensive clothes. It made him feel a bit aroused to see how perfect her cute and little ass was... for a moment he even felt like wanting to do her right there while she was looking for the band-aid.<br><br>Coming back to his senses, Harrison looked at Aria, who was now sitting next to him smiling and stared at her, making eye contact. She seemed like she was actually enjoying it... being with him, taking care of his cut. She should've been afraid like all the other girls... but no, she was there and she was smiling at him. <br><br>With his left hand, Harrison grabbed her chin firmly but without using any strength... he didn't wanted to hurt her. His eyes were fixed on hers, the eye contact was as intense as it could be, he was trying to understand, to see past her eyes and find a reason to justify the kindness she was giving to him. "<strong>Why do you smile while looking at me ?... I don't understand.</strong>" He asked, almost feeling her warm breath on his lips as he moved his face closer, in a very short distance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 06:26:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Depends on my mood, Rock and punk are my favorites. Like Slipknot, Korn, Avenged Sevenfold, A Day to Rmember, Etc.." She said, "What about you Joey?" Virtue asked really interested in him, her eyes clearly showed her interest with him and she couldnt help but wonder if they liked any of the same bands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 06:38:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria maintained eye contact with Harrison, she'd always loved those eyes and was happy to finally really be able to look at them. Their lips were only inches apart and hers curved into a smile as she asked her why she smiled when she looked at him. "Okay, I'm going to tell you something that nobody knows. I've had a crush on you since we were like 12." Aria had never imagined that she'd ever tell Harrison this and it was nerve-wracking for her.<br><br>"That probably surprises the hell out of you, most people think I'm into Bronson but I've never been into him. It's always been you." Aria pressed her lips to his softly, letting them linger before pulling back. "I've never been afraid of you. You make me nervous as hell, but I've never been afraid of you."<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 06:42:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at the interest he could see in her eyes. "I listen to a variety of music. Punk is my main genre though. I listen to Avenged Sevenfold, A Day to Remember, Blink 182, Green day, The Beatles, the list goes on really." He was surprised to find that she listened to similar music as him. From a first glance she didn't seem like the person to listen to his kind of music. "This may sound strange but don't take it the wrong way. But do you want to leave here and go goof off?" He wasn't asking her to leave the building but the library since Aria and Harrison left and Bronson and Kara were in a sound proof room he figured no one would really notice if they left as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 06:49:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"An actor huh? That's a high aspiration, but I'm glad you just want to do it because it makes you happy. You know there are plenty of good schools in New York to go to. I could go there to play ball. I'm pretty sure I would be a star even if the team sucked." Bronson laughed and then looked at the door. "You know we've been in here for some time, and no one has bothered to check on us. You think a rumor might start?" It made sense for people to think like that, but even if a rumor did start people would believe him if he denied it. "Want to go and join the group, or do you want me all to yourself? Either way works for me," Bronson shrugged nonchalantly. "To be honest I'd like to stay in here and just talk with you. It's the most fun I've had in a long time, other than throwing the old pigskin. You can stop blushing now it was just a kiss on the cheek Kara," he joked.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:03:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even though he was the one leaning forward towards Aria's face, he wasn't really thinking about what he was doing, so by the time she kissed him, he opened his eyes in surprise, realizing what just happened there. After a kiss that sent heatwaves through his entire body, Harrison looked at her without knowing what to say and listened to her words... he never would have thought she had a crush on him. She was always surrounded by the popular guys that tried to hit on her... he never even considered the fact that she might even look at him other than just a criminal.<br><br>"<strong>Aria...</strong>" He looked at her with a deep and penetrating look, to then grab her face with both hands and kiss her passionately. He always thought she was the most beautiful girl in school but he never even tried to go around her or ask her out because he knew that someone like him wouldn't fit in her lifestyle. However, after understanding her true feelings about him, he was now sure that he wanted to step forward.<br><br>While his lips caressed hers and his tongue slowly moved inside her mouth in search for her tongue, he leaned forward, laying her on her back whitout breaking the kiss at any moment. He used his hands to support his body, one on each side of Aria's body, and kept on kissing her with desire and passion. He didn't have to say anything, he was the type of person that talked less and did more... so with his actions he was letting her know exactly what he felt about her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:15:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thinking about about it she nodded her head "Sure, where to?" She asked, she wasnt excatly sure what there was to do out side of the library. "I dont want to be stuck in here anymore." She said and stood up, Her short 5'0 made her look so delicate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me neither" he said standing up. From standing he could see that he was roughly one foot taller than her since he stood 6 feet tall. "Want to go to the music room?" He knew the layout of the school and the music room was almost clear on the other side which wasn't that much of a problem. The real problem was where Coach Thompson was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:32:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stareing up at him for a moment she nodded her head, "Ok, so Im guessing Coach is either in the office or the staff room." Virtue said, and waited for him to lead the way agian. "I didnt realize how much taller you were then me." She said and blushed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:38:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugged a bit at his height. "I get my height from my dad." If Coach was in the office or staff room then that made their escape even easier since both room were in the opposite direction. He went around to her side of the table and took her by the hand. "Lets hope he's in one of those places otherwise we're both going to be in deep shit." He chuckled some as he lead the way out into the hall and towards the music room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:42:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You make me feel short." She said and blushed when he grabbed her hand but she let him hold it, She followed as close as her legs would allow. "What are we going to do in the game room?" Virtue asked, not really asking him but more thinking out loud,
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:50:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled at her comment about being short. "I'm sorry. I'm accidentally doing it on purpose I guess." He slowed his stride so she could keep up. Once to the music room he turned the handle to see that it was unlocked to his surprise. "Someone isn't doing their job." He smiled as he opened the door and let her walk in first then followed after her. He walked over and picked up the school's bass guitar and did a quick warm up line for his fingers. "Do you play any instruments' Virtue?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 07:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A shy smile formed on her lips, "Barry Sax...its about the same height as me" Virtue said softly and went and pulled the instrument out to prove it. "See not only you, but the instrument likes to make me feel short." SHe laughed. "Im guessing bass guitar" She teased lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 08:12:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed and nodded. "Yeah. I play bass for my band. I also toy with drums as well in my free time. The Sax actually seems like it'd be fun to try some day." He started to play the bass line for Beast and the Harlot by Avenged Sevenfold but stopped. "Damn. I always loose the beat on that song." He then walked over to Virtue. "Would you like to learn? It's pretty easy once you get the hang of it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 08:16:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Umm, Sure" She said and put the sax down, It interigied her that he was spending so much time with her. "I think it sounded pretty good" SHe said refering to the song he had been playing. Luckily for her she had stoped blushing deep red and now just a mild shade of pink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 08:29:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and handed her the bass and pointed to each of the four strings. "From top to bottom the strings are E, A, D, and G. There are twenty frets along the neck of the guitar and pressing down on each fret makes a new note. That's pretty much the basics for it." He stood across from her pointing out the strings and frets and the general layout of the guitar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 08:34:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Umm...What?" She asked the setup of the guitar was simple yet vastly diffrent from her own sax, "It isnt as simple as you think it is." She said in a teaseing tone as she tried to get her little fingers to go where she thought they were supossed to go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 08:47:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her tone then stood behind her. He gently held her right hand and guided her thumb over each of the strings slowly strumming them. He crouched down slightly so his head was next to hers over her right shoulder. "E...A...D...G. Don't worry about the frets yet." He brought his left hand up to hold her other hand over the neck of the guitar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 08:53:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A blush steadily crept up to her face but she nodded and let him guid her hands, "So, like this?' she asked and tentivly brushed a string by herself and cringed, somehow she had managed to make a sour note. "Ok not like that." She joked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He made a face at the sour note. "String must be out of tune." He recognized the sound as being flat so he moved his left hand to the tuning knob and tightened the string then strummed it with her finger. He listened to the sound carefully and determined that it was in perfect tune. "There it is. All of the other strings are in tune so no need to worry." He then held her left hand again and pressed her finger down on a fret then guided her other hand over the string and strummed it making a C chord. "Once you get the hang of the frets you can then make up your own bass lines with ease."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:13:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A sweet laugh filled the room and Virtue smiled, "Probably not but its a nice dream." She said and played the same chord agian, "How long have you played?" she asked not sure if he had already answered the question. She kept playing with the chords, SHe liked him being so close and didnt want him to leave yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:19:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled seeing that she was slowly getting the hang of it. "Practice makes perfect and with enough practice that dream could be a reality one day." He paused for a few seconds at hearing her question. Her question brought back why he had picked up the bass in the first place. He took a quick breath before answering. "I've been playing since I was twelve years old so for about five years now." He took his hands away from hers to let them move freely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trying not to pout Virtue kept messinf with the strings, she had prefered it when he had been touching her but she hid her response to him letting her go. Humming a little as she played with them she processed his answer, "Wow, thats cool." she whispered and slowly played a scale. Smileing at the chords she then looked up to smile at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:35:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded as she played the scale. "See you're getting it." He looked down and smiled back at her. He liked seeing her smile. He felt happy being around her. She didn't hate him and she actually cared about him and yet he hardly knew anything about her. "Tell me about yourself Virtue. I'm curious to know what makes you who you are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:42:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm, I was adopted my a fireman and was raised the only girl in a house with five guys...four tecnicly sense he isnt there that often. I only look like a geek becasue I dont have girls to go shopping with and my brothers tease me when I try to get something girly so I end up in lose fitting clothes and pony tails. I like my glasses, I read 235 books from my middle school libary and I Love the color Dark purple. My favorite flowers are sunflowers and purple roses. I have never been grounded and I wish to have friends so I have a reason to sneack out of my house and to dress up because I have gone shopping and picked up a few things...Umm... I rambled agian..." She said it all then blushed bright pink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:52:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded at her answer and smiled at her blushing. "Its alright. I think you look nice the way you do. My favorite color is a tie between blue and black and red. My favorite flower would be any kind of rose. I've been grounded five times but that stopped after a few years ago. You've got me beat in reading by a long shot, and I like your glasses too. I also have a tattoo on my right rib cage." He chuckled seeing that he had rambled as well. He didn't want to dwell into his past for fear of becoming angry. He liked her and didn't want to scare her off with his rage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:58:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smileing agian she nodded, "Thanks, I like tattoos. I think that tattoos and scars tell a story about a person and what has happened in their life." She said, "One day I think I might want to see your tattoo" Virtue was serious and she kept smileing because he seemed to smile more when she smiled at him. "I want a tattoo but my brothers would kill me." she said and made a face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:05:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anytime you want to see my tattoo just ask." Her smile made him happy. He knew however that their time together would end in a few hours until Monday. "I understand the whole protective brother thing. Our drummer Stacy has a very protective brother. We view him as our personal security guard. Why would they kill you over getting a tattoo though?" He stepped from behind her and walked around to her front and took the bass and set it on the floor. He was talking to her and wanted to give her his full focus.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:12:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because they think that im still three" She said with a laugh, "I wanna se I wanna see." She said makeing her voice all high and demaning like a three year old as she asked to see his tattoo. "Its mostly becasue the size, I want a celtic knot that looks like two wings on my back with cat eyes on my shoulder blades." she explianed. Proveing most pople wrong about being untalkative she wouldnt shut up now that he got her talking but that didnt keep her from blushing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:22:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can see why they wouldn't want you to then." He laughed some at her sounding like a three year old. "Ok ok hold your horses." He turned slightly then lifted up his shirt to reveal a slim but muscular build. He lifted his shirt up over his right nipple to reveal a Anarchy symbol tattooed on his rib cage and a few scars from past fights he had been in. "It hurt like you wouldn't believe." He held his shirt up so she could look at it and would wait until she was finished before letting his shirt back down. He smiled at her blushing as he liked hearing her talk. Most people wouldn't even bother to talk to him in the first place.<br><br>(http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/CableBirdgman/Anarchy.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:29:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She liked it and part of her wanted to touch it but luckily she was able to squesh the erge. "I believe it but I still want one." She didnt ask about the scars though she was dying with courousity. Knowing that after this she wouldnt see him until monday then not until probably the end of the week when she finds if she lost of won their bet, it made her sad that they ran in two completly diffrent crcles. "You know, if you ever want to you can over to my house." she said the blushed and out her hand over her mouth she had barly had time to think the words before they had tumbled from her tounge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:35:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at the offer. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea. Though I have to ask, would your brothers mind someone like me being around their little sister?" He enjoyed the thought of spending time with her outside of here but he didn't want to get her in trouble at home. From a first impression he knew that most people wouldn't exactly take a liking to him. That and if it did for some reason come down to it he didn't want to have to fight any of her brothers. Not that he was afraid of them but he didn't want their new found friendship to go sour.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:41:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They will disagree at first but if I like you they will soon to come to like you as well." She said with confidence and smiled, "So yes?" she said, she was attually very pushy by nature and it made her seem bitchy at times. Decideing that she wanted to lay on the floor she moved and laid down and motioned in a way to ask for him to lay next to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:45:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and nodded in agreement. "Just let me know when a good time would be." He lied down next to her after she motioned for him. "I wonder if coach will lose his job if any of us are caught on camera." He didn't hate the man but he definitely did not like him at all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:48:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its not like we are doing anything bad, becasue we deffinantly could" she said then giggled at her words, she hadnt ment to say them like that. "Wow that sounded worse then I ment" she wasnt blushing as bad as before and she seemed more relaxed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 10:58:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked over at her then laughed at the many possible meanings. "It's alright. I know what you mean." Even though they were just laying there and talking he found himself to be having a blast. Missing out on band practice was totally worth it and the day kept getting better the more he spent it with her. He slid his hand across the floor and slid his hand under hers. <em>She has to be the greatest girl I've ever met in my entire life.</em> he thought to himself. He could tell that he was slowly falling for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 11:05:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeezing his hand slightly she smiled softly, "Want to know a secert?" she asked him in a soft voice that verged on not being heard. Virtue had always liked his 'Idont care' ways but talking to him was making her like him alot more. She closed her eyes and waited for his answer. She was going to tell him that she was crushing on him, why? becausr the worst thing to happen is he decide he didnt want to be her friend.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 11:12:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she squeezed his hand. He turned his head to face her when he heard her speak. "Sure." He was curious to know this "secret" of hers. He was hoping that she would say that she liked him too. Then he could cut the whole just friends routine and the tension would be gone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 11:18:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like you" SHe said softly and looked at him hopeing he would feel the same or at least he wouldnt be mean about telling her he didnt feel the same way.Relaxing and just willing herself not to get her hopes up she waited, she didnt knowit wait but she was holding her breath waiting for his response.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 14:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She peeked out of the glass and saw that Virtue was gone and well Aria was already gone as well. "I think the others have better things on their mind besides us. So I don't think we have to worry about any rumors." <br><br>Kara dropped he hand when he made light of his kiss. It may have only been on the cheek, but it was still nice. " I'd like to keep getting to know you if that's ok. I mean what else do you like besides football? There has to be more to you than scoring touchdowns." She liked how they were being open and thought it was very nice that he was not some sulking jock that just wanted to get into her pants and then run. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 14:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So they decided to sit and chat that pleased Bronson, he didn't really feel the need to join the others. He was happy just sitting in here with Kara. Though her words surprised him, he didn't stop to think about it before but there was something she should have asked him before any of this started. "It's funny how popularity keeps its own secret, but I am surprised that you haven't heard the rumor about me." He decided he would actually sit down for this, the truth was probably going to hurt Kara more than it would hurt him. <br><br>"When I was a freshman I was on the bench watching our senior quarter back do his best to try and lead the team. In game seven he broke his after trying to scramble for a first down, our second string was sick and couldn't make it to the game. So it was my time to shine," Bronson smirked as he thought about the first time he stepped on to the field. "I took over and lead the team to victory, but the thing about it is that we came back from the other team having a twenty point lead." He looked at Kara knowing that she would have no interest in his football story, "My rise to stardom, and also the night I lost my virginity. Like I said being popular had its perks," Bronson looked down at his hands, "I can't even count on my fingers for how many girls I've slept with. I'm a whore but everyone seemed to keep that secret." Bronson's hormones sky rocketed after that night, and Aria's inner circle could attest that. <br><br>"I don't regret anything I've done in my life, but if I had the chance to take one thing back it would be to never have had sex." Bronson looked over at Kara sure that she would probably want nothing to do with him now. "We're being real with each other, so I figured I'd hold nothing back. That's one thing I love other than football." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 17:16:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria liked the way Harrison looked at her, it was always intense and as nervous as his gaze made her feel, she liked it. While she usually needed a verbal answer about things, she knew he didn't talk much and that he was determined to show her how he felt. This thrilled her and kept her nervously on edge, did she want to do this here in the nurse's office? There was that little issue of her not having much experience with actual sex and she wondered if she should tell him that. Her mind was also wondering if it would end up in that right here and now.<br><br>Aria didn't want to stop kissing him so she didn't bother telling him. When his tongue found hers, she smiled against his lips and let her tongue dance with his before softly sucking on his. Her hands moved around to his shoulder blades and gently and slowly slid down his back until they were resting on the small of his back. Aria didn't know if Harrison had any bruises and she didn't want to hurt him, that's why her touch was more gentle than she wanted it to be. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 17:19:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Honestly it was no surprise to Kara that he had slept with other girls, most guys her age weren't virgins any longer. She turned away to him when he called himself a whore, "Well, I'm not like that, not easy. I mean I don't need all flowers and romance, but don't think I'm going to hop in the sack with you just because you have an interest in me and are the big hunking&nbsp; jock." She then turned back to him, inquisitive, "Bronson, we are so polar opposite, why would you spend time with me? I mean other than I'm 'real'. I mean honestly , if you love sex that much, who's to say you won't get bored if I make you wait?" <br><br>Kara flipped her hair and turned back to him, they were an odd paring that was sure. "I'm not Mount Everest, you just can't conquer me then run off with your prize. I do feel sorry for you though, you'll never know what it would be like to be with that special person for the first time, you've already had your share of girls, the moments gone for you now isn't it?" It was a shame that he confessed that he had more girls than he could count, no way she would ever compare to any of them at this point, it was all about how many notches he could make in his belt at this point. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 18:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harrison kept kissing Aria with passion and desire, noticing how good of a kisser she actually was. He also felt her hands moving across his back in gentle caresses that not meant she was also enjoying it as much as he was. That made him even feel more aroused and desire her more, so he decided to move on and continue enjoying her right there in that place.<br><br>After a very passionate kiss that lasted a good time, Harrison moved his mouth away from her and went to her neck, to nibble and kiss it all over with lust. While doing so, he used his right hand to caress one of her legs, slowly moving up from her knee towards the upper parts of the leg, sliding his hand underneath her dress, almost reaching her ass with his slow hand movements. Harrison's left hand was still supporting his body as he continued to enjoy her with his mouth on her neck and right hand on her strong and firm leg. <br><br>"<strong>Aria...</strong>" He whispered to her ear, nibbling her earlobe afterwards, with his touch almost reaching her ass. He was excited and had already forgotten where they were... the wanted her right there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 20:33:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're going to make me repeat myself huh Kara?" Bronson looked over at her slightly agitated because it looked like Kara hadn't understood clearly. Bronson got to his feet, and walked up to Kara the anger on his face showed. He hated repeating himself, that's one thing he really didn't enjoy doing. "I told you Kara that I'd be willing to give up everything, sex was part of that." Bronson started to calm down shortly after a minute. <br><br>"Have you ever felt inside that right when you've met someone you knew they were going to be special in your life?" Bronson laughed, "Well I haven't up until now. Kara the moment I had the first time I had sex is gone now, but I think we could have a special moment. I know you're in no rush to have sex, and I couldn't steal something from you and run. You know what's funny, it wasn't me who wanted the one night stands. It was them." Bronson again was coming clean about something. <br><br>"Here's where you were really wrong about me. I'm a hopeless romantic who never found love, but looked for with sex and I only got lonelier. Though it doesn't seem like I will be given a chance here so I'll just leave you alone." Bronson turned around and walked to the door with his hand on the knob ready to turn it and leave, "Because you are who you are Kara." Bronson said&nbsp; as he pushed opened the door and walked out looking out to Virtue and Joey, "Hey guys how's it going?" Bronson was back in to his persona so they wouldn't see the shame in his face. Walking over to the table taking his seat Bronson yawned then put his head down to fall asleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 22:22:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been a long time since Aria had been this close to anyone and feeling Harrison, the boy that she'd had a crush on for so long, touching and kissing her in all the right places made her feel weak but also full of want, there was some need in there as well. A soft moan escaped her lips as his hand traveled along her leg and his mouth worked on her neck. Her name had never sounded more musical to her than when he whispered into her ear. Aria had wanted to do this with him for so long, but she remembered where they were.<br><br>While she didn't make any real moves to stop him, she had to do something, she didn't want it to be here like this. There were cameras everywhere in this school and Aria did not want her time with Harrison to be any kind of spectacle, she wanted it to be just him and her, with nobody outside and nobody possibly watching it soon. Very slowly and reluctantly, she slid out from under him. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this, but Harrison, I don't want it to happen in the nurse's office...for anyone to be able to just waltz in and interrupt. When we're together like this, not if because it is going to happen, I want us to have all the time and privacy we can afford to have." Aria leaned in and kissed his lips softly, her hand was resting against his left hand all the while she was speaking.<br><br>"I want you and I can feel that you want me, but it can't be like this. I don't give a damn about any rumors or talk that may start, but the only thing that sets me apart from my apparent friends is that I'm not this girl. I'm not easy or slutty and I don't want you to think that I am. The only person who's opinion I care about is yours." &nbsp;Her eyes stayed on his as she looked at him.<br><br>"What are you doing tonight? My parents are busy with their affairs so they're on opposite ends of the country, I want you to come over and if one thing leads to another then so be it, but I just want to spend time with you."<br><br><br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 22:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was happy that she liked him as well. He moved closer to her and smiled. He moved his head close to hers and whispered in her ear. "I like you too." He had been in past relationships but they were more open they didn't really care about each other. With her however, he cared about her and she cared about him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 23:06:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A giddy smile came across Virtue's lips, "Im glad it would really suck if you didnt and I just told you I liked you." She said a soft teaseing sound in her voice. She liked haveing him close and it made her very happy that he liked her to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 23:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How could I not like you Virtue? You're one of the most real girls' I've ever met." He liked seeing her smile. "If you ever want to sneak out and go somewhere you're always more than welcome to come to my house. My mom works third shift so you don't have to worry about getting caught." He moved his head closer and gently kissed her on the cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 23:27:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a plan" She said sweetly and smiled when he kissed her cheek, it was so soft and diffrent then the persona that he gave off. "What was that for?" She couldnt help but ask, her tone soft but it was obviouse she was teaseing him and that she had liked it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 23:37:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just showing you a small glimpse of what people don't know about me." People always viewed him as a heartless jerk but that's because they never took the time to get to know him. He did have a soft side and right now she was the only one that knew about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 23:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Virtue moved and placed a soft kiss on his forhead, "Thank you" She whispered and smiled, "It'll be our secert" She said with a smile knowing that many probably didnt know how sweet he was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:06:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at the kiss. "Anytime." He brought his hand up and placed it on her cheek feeling her soft skin. He began to wonder what she would look like if she was dressed up like a girl, or even a punk. Both images of her were stunning but he pushed them aside and came back to reality. "Would you like me to walk you home after this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:10:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, Sounds like fun." Virture smiled and hesitantly played with his his hair, "I like the blue" She said to him with a shy smile and blushed, even though she was pretty sure that what she was doing wasnt all that bad she still felt embarassed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Awesome." He smiled back at her as she played with his hair. "Thanks. My friend Curtis let me have it." He could see that she felt embarrassed playing with his hair. "You don't have to be embarrassed around me." He remembered that she played some games with her brothers at the gym and suddenly became curious. "What games did your brothers teach you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:35:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Basketball, a mild form of football and rugbe. And I dont mean to get embarssed. It just who I am." She said softly with a smile, "Want to come play with me next time? I mean..." She blushed bright pink as her words sunk in, the proversly dirty ness that they could be taken in made her want to giggle. "Your friend gave you your hair?" she said makeing a joke hopeing to ignore her blunder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled at her blunder knowing what she really meant. "Yeah, he gave me the hair dye anyways. Want to go shoot hoops?" He didn't care about her blunder though he found it funny. He wanted to get out of the music room before someone walked in on them. If the door was unlocked then odds were that someone forgot to or it was left unlocked for a reason which meant they could get caught.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, In the gym? Or are we leaveing the school grounds?" she asked courious, She stood up and streached, part of her wanted to get off the school grounds so they could have more fun but she didnt know if he would want to spend anymore then neccassary with her and he was already walking her home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 00:56:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stoop up and stretched as well. "Either one works really. I say we leave though I will have to go by the gym to steal a ball." He smiled at the thought of returning to the scene of the crime. The thought of leaving school grounds seemed fun but he was worried, should they get caught, about her. He shrugged and pushed the thought aside. Since they would be off school grounds they would have a better chance at getting away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:00:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Virtue laughed "Ok, lets go to the computer lab first to they cant use the camras" She said with a sneaky smile, looking up at him made her feel like a little kid but the height diffrence also made her very happy oddly. "yay! Basketball! SHe said childishly and slipped her hand in his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:14:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're going to hack the cameras aren't you?" he said with a smirk. He smiled at her childish behavior and gently squeezed her hand. He walked over to the door and peeked out into the hall to see if the coast was clear. Seeing that it was he held the door open and lead the way to the computer lab. Once at the lab the turned the knob to see that it was locked. "Damn. Do you have a bobby pin or something?" He wasn't a stranger to picking locks since he had to break into his own house a few times in the past.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:20:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at him like he was nuts Virtue pulled&nbsp; out a buch of brightly colored keys and put one in the lock and hit it with her hand while the other pushed it to one side, it made a click and she pulled the key out. "Bumper keys, its quicker" She said as she quickly turned on a computer and typed in multiple codes and got up. "We have 2o minutes." SHe said with a devious smlie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he left the room, Kara smacked her hand to her head. "Stupid, stupid!" she mumbled to herself. Here was this great guy, opening up to her, telling her how wonderful she was, and she blew the whole thing. She bit her lip, he was willing to give up everything and she was too defensive to let her walls down and let him in. <br><br>With Bronson gone, she felt like a complete fool, tears welling in her eyes. She shouldn't have been so standoffish, so distant, now the one boy she had a horrible crush on walked out on her. She deserved it. She looked out the glass and saw him there. She put her hand to the glass sad that she had driven him away. He wouldn't even look her way, and her heart sank. <br><br>She felt like she couldn't breathe and had to get out of there. With tears in her eyes Kara made a dash for the door and went out into the hallway. She didn't care where Coach was, she just ran for the first open door. She found herself in one of the history classes. She put her head down and felt horrible that she had blown it with the best guy in the school.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:42:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched in awe as she broke into the computer lab. "There's definitely something you're not telling me." He said smirking. He followed her to the computer and watched. The whole process looked like complete gibberish since he hated computer software and programing. He stepped back as he stood up and smiled back at her. "Plenty of time." He took her by the hand and led her to the gym door. He looked inside to see that no one was in there and opened the door and lead her in. He walked over to the rack where the basketballs were and grabbed one then went back to her. "We'll go out the back since there's a court a block over."<br><br>He lead her to the back of the school and out the door. He stopped to put a stick in the door so they could get back in. He walked with her over to the basketball court to find it empty. "We're in luck. We got the court to ourselves." He dribbled the basketball for a few seconds trying to get the feel for it then passed it to her. "Show me what you can do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok first off, My brothers have locked me out of the house for fun one to many times so I made bumper keys so no matter what I can get in to where I need to." She said and went to the three point line and threw a perfect jump shot, with a slight smug smile she watched it arc beautifully and siwish in. "Pretty good for a girl." Virtue laughed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 01:57:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched the ball arc and swish in. "Not bad at all. I haven't played in years. My cousins taught me how to play when I would stay at their house while my parents were out." He walked over and picked up the ball and dribbled it. He walked away from the hoop then turned back around and ran at it and dunked the ball. He dropped down and picked the ball up and walked back over to her. "Did your brothers ever teach you how to play horse?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:07:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah but I havent played in awhile" SHe said still smileing at the slam dunk, "That was a good dunk by the way. I cant dunk, something about being verticly challenged makes it difficult." SHe said in a jokeing tone. Virtue enjoyed being around Joey, it was alot of fun.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks. I can only do it because of my height."He laughed at her joke then looked to her. "I'll play you in horse. I won't dunk and you can have the first shot." He was enjoying his time with Virtue. At this point he could care less if coach discovered that they were gone. He was just happy to be around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:16:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a smile she took the ball and threw the excat same shot as before, "Try that" SHe said with a smile Watched him, he seemed so relaxed which put her at ease. Part of her wondered how much trouble she would be in if she got caught ditching detention, probably none all she had to do was pout and her dad caved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:21:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He went and got the ball then came back to where she was standing. He took a breath then shot only to have it bounce off the back of the rim. "Too much. Well you're ahead." He went and got the ball then brought it back to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:34:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed Bronson was all alone and that was just fine. It was what he was used to even when he was surrounded by his "friends." He tried to sleep but he wasn't tired anymore and when he lifted his head he saw Kara running out the door crying, "Kara?" He sat up quickly and pushed the chair back "Kara!" Bronson broke in to a run and chased after her. Though by the time he had gotten out of the library she was gone. "Kara!" He yelled trying to find her and running at top speed he really couldn't stop on the dime. Looking in to a door he saw her and yelled her name again, "Kara!" Though what he didn't realize was that he was headed straight for the lockers, "Shit!" He said as he did his best to move to the left, and a loud bang could be heard as his shoulder smacked dead on with the locker. He tumbled rolling on the ground finally coming to a halt. He held his arm writhing in pain, there was no break maybe a sprain. It was his throwing arm too, guess it was a good thing that football season hasn't started yet. "Fucking shit!" Bronson roared at the top of his lungs, he clinched his teeth embracing the pain. "It feels good, it feels so good." He groaned in pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:45:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She head the bang outside the room and Kara jolted up to look out. He was laying on the floor and she rushed to him, her hands cradling his head. "Oh God Bronson are you ok? Are you hurt bad?" She sat beside him, still holding him, her face a little tear stained. " I am so sorry I was defensive back there, I'm just not used to anyone being so genuinely nice to me here. I have a hard time trusting people, and even though you confessed all of that, part of me was still skeptical.&nbsp; I am so sorry." <br><br>It was all she could do to make it up to him, she had been an ass and she knew it. Hopefully he accepted her apology and they could move forward from there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 02:58:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A smile formed on her lips and she took two steps back and threw it, the bal hit the back then the rim only to fly off toward the fence. "umm...I think this means its your turn" she said with a pout.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 03:22:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's who you are Kara," he grimaced as he let go of his his shoulder, "It's me who should be apologizing. I should be more patient with you, and give you the time you need to allow yourself to trust someone. Especially a complete stranger." He smiled in her direction and then began to laugh. "If I hadn't know you were crying before, I'd say you were crying because I'm hurt. Don't worry though it's not your fault, and there's no reason for you to apologize either." Bronson shifted so he could push her hair back behind her ears. "You're even beautiful when you've been crying." He looked in to Kara's eyes deeply as he continued to smile. <br><br>"I want to move forward but where do we go now?" Bronson pressed his back against the lockers and forced himself on to his feet. "We could ditch and head out for something to eat, or do what ever you would like to do. Leave it up to me and I'll be teaching you how to throw a football," Bronson laughed at his own corniness but it was actually something he would like to do. "Want to break that shyness of yours. I'm sure I could think of way to do that." As he said that he began to think about what he could have her do. Nothing sexual of course, but something that would require a great deal of confidence. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 03:28:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched as she stepped back. "Cocky aren't we?" He watched as the ball missed and went towards the fence. He went after the ball then went to the free throw line. He bounced the ball a few times then shot it watching it arc into a swish. He went and got the ball and brought it back to her. "Something simple." He used to be able to shoot three pointers when he was younger but lost his touch for them. His vision then turned to two people walking down the side walk. They kind of looked familiar and as they slowly got closer could see who they were. <em>Oh shit not them. Not now.</em> he thought to himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 03:35:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was glad he understood, she was having a hard time with new people and she would let her guard down, at least around him. She blushed as he called her beautiful. It meant so much to hear those words from him. Her eyes locked with his, then she shied away, he was just so cute, and she felt all shy around him when he looked at her. <br><br>"You want to teach me to throw? Ok you're on." She figured it would be fun, and she had never really done anything risky in her life, except the fire alarm. The rest of the pack was off god knew where, so why not them as well? "I would love to learn how to pass, could be fun, and maybe I'll even be better than you." Kara giggled and got to her feet. As she did, she was dangerously close to him, their lips inches apart from each other. She tucked her air back behind her ear and stepped back, breaking the tension. "Um, ready to go?" That was a close one, but Kara knew by the end of the day, she would be kissing him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 03:54:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Copying the throw perfectly She trew it in and watched it swish in, "Yay!" SHe said and spun around happy, "Your turn..." She said and noticed the people walking up because his eyes were locked to them, assuming that they were his friends she quickly pulled off her glasses and pulled her hair down and messed it up. Quickly makeing her look diffrent enough so they wouldnt recognize her even if they had ever seen her at school.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 03:54:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bronson could only blink as she backed away from they had a moment just then, but neither of them took it. It was for the best, slow and steady was the desired pace from both parts. Bronson was going to do his best not to make a move on her until she was ready. It was going to be hard and masturbation even though an ancient art to him now, was going to be the only way to keep his hormones at bay. "Yeah sure, I'll have to teach you to catch to. First we got to stop at my locker though, I carry a spare ball just in case." Bronson as they took off down the hall walking side by side he couldn't resist the urge and wanted to see her reaction. Bronson swung his left arm out and landed it softly around Kara's shoulders. He didn't say anything he just waited for her to react. As they reached his locker in a manner of seconds he used his right arm to open it and grab the football out of it. "Shall we?" He turned and looked at Kara smiling as they continued to make their way to the football field. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 04:19:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His arm went over her shoulder, and she didn't flinch, in fact, she moved closer to him and rested her head on him as they walked. It felt so right, and Kara was letting all her walls down with him so quickly. She liked how it felt to be this close to him and his cologne smelled really nice. <br><br>"Yes of course, teach me all you know," she chuckled and stayed close to him as they walked to the field. She was ready for her lesson, and couldn't wait for him to teach her how to play. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 07:34:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked to her to see her trying to change her appearance. He figured why she was and it irritated him a little bit. He gently place his hand on her shoulder. "Don't do it because of me." He looked back to the two people walking. He could now tell that it was his friends Riley and Glenn from school. They could see that it was Joey so they entered the court and walked over to him. "Hey Joey whats up? Aren't you supposed to be in detention or something?" asked Riley. "I see you got another one Joey. said Glenn chuckling some.<br><br>"Yeah but I bailed and fuck you Glenn." said Joey while flipping Glenn off. Glenn took a closer look at her as she seemed familiar. "I think I know you. Don't we share fourth hour chemistry?" asked Glenn. "Anyways Joey there's this huge party across town, you coming?" asked Riley. "Maybe but I doubt it." said Joey. Joey was trying to keep his composure around them especially since Glenn recognized Virtue. He wasn't embarrassed to be seen with her but word tended to get around quick and that's how problems and rumors would start.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 07:49:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smileing at him, "Yeah your the kid how almost blew up the room" She said amused by him, he was one of the few guys hadnt made fun of her like a dick. Sure a little teaseing but she did have brothers that did the same. slipping her glasses back on Virtue looked at both boys with couiousity, with her hair left down it had changed her 'wholsome and geeky' look to 'geeky and hot' very quickly.<br><br>Tugging on his arm slightly to get his attention she smiled up at him, "I want to go to the party if you go...I do have clothes for one I'll even let you choose them from my closet if you want to." She asked, she was courious and wanted him to take her if he decided to go, "That is if your going" she added.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 08:20:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I knew I recognized you." said Glenn happily. Joey looked to her and smiled back. "I'll think about it." Riley glanced back and forth between the two. "Are you two an item or something?"asked Riley. Joey glared at him in warning to stop where he was. Riley raised his hands in surrender. "Ok whatever just chill. Have fun dating a nerd is all I'm gonna say. Come on Glenn let's get out of here." said Riley turning around and walking off with Glenn. Joey's hand quickly turned into a fist as he watched them walk away. "Fuck you!" he yelled. He went over and got the ball. "Fucking dicks." he mumbled to himself. He picked up the ball and walked back over to her. "Sorry about that." He knew he had made an ass of himself and he felt like shit now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 08:26:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No biggy Hes always been a dick, he's still pissed I wouldnt help him cheat" SHe said simply, that was how it was with most people. "Stop mopeing and throw the ball so I can kick your ass" she said teaseing him purposefully trying to get him to smile, "if you smile I might let you wiinn" She said trying to get him to stop being mad.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 08:36:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed at her handling it so well. Most girls would've just walked away at that point. "Don't let me win. That will take the fun out of it." he said smiling. He bounced the ball a few times and turned and shot only to have it bounce off the front of the rim. "Too little that time." He went and retrieved the ball then brought it back to her. "You're up." He liked her even more now. The party did seem like a good idea and a good way for him to spend more time with her. "You know what. Let's go to the party tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 08:42:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she took the shot she heard his words and she squeled in delight throwin the ball some where as she launched herself at him and hugged him around his waist. "Yay!" She said so excited it was almost childish but the reaction was perfect for the girl who up to this point was only noticed to be made fun of.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 08:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was almost knocked over when she launched herself at him. He laughed as he hugged her back. He began to chuckle as he looked down at her. "You know what. You missed." he said teasing her. After she released her grip on him he walked over and got the ball and brought it back and passed it to her. "I'll be nice and give you a do over."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 08:52:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a laugh she threw the ball and had it rool on the rim only to fall out, "aww so close" She said with a pout but her giddiness at going to a party later made it hard for her to look serious, "So we are really going to the party? You do know that that means you have to be seen with me in a large group of people. right?" She teased him but there was an undertone of a serious question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 09:00:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked to her and nodded. "I'm well aware of that. If anyone gives me shit or makes fun of you well then, I guess I'll have to kick their ass." he said smiling. He went over and got the ball then went to the left of the net and shot a layup watching the ball sink through the hoop. He brought the ball over to her and handed it to her. "Here you go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 09:07:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a nod she copied his throw and made it in causeing her to bounce happily, "I guess then I have to make sure to look my best so no one can say anything so we can have fun." She said simply, Virtue loved just being with him and the fact that he was willing to be seen at the party with her made her happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:13:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched as she made another shot. "You keep making my shots I might have to dunk just to tie the game up." he said laughing. He went and got the ball and brought it back. "Don't look your best so no one will say anything. Do it because it's how you want to look." he said smiling. He knew people were going to talk anyways but he wanted her to be comfortable with herself and not concerned with what people said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:17:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No! Thats mean" She excliamed but she really didnt care if he did she would have fun anyways, "And it would be fun to surprise all the yuppy bitches" she said with out thinking aout it. Realizeing she said it out loud she smiled a shy smile and shrugged, "I wont be to diffrent then my normal self, promise." she laughed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:25:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed and smiled. "Alright then." The yuppy bitches part made him laugh as the girls there wouldn't be yuppy at all. They would be punks just like him and they were way different then preps. He dribbled the ball for a few seconds then had an idea. He ran at the hoop and tossed the ball up and let it bounce off the back board and into the hoop. He then brought the ball back to her and handed it to her. "Pretty easy shot." He liked that she was making it challenging and not purposely missing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:32:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Virtue doubted thet the girls would be yuppy but any one who gossiped and spread rumors was immdiatly a yuppy, Lost in thoughts of her own she bounced up and over shot it, "Shit" she said softly and stuck up toung out at the ball.&nbsp; "The ball doesnt like me" she told him humor in her eyes. "You might have to help me get ready...like clothes wise, im sure I have something but I dont know what I should wear..." she said and made a face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:40:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled at her comment. "I'm no clothing expert but I can give you a few pointers." He went and brought the ball back. "I have two pieces of advice to give you. First, wear what you want to wear. Second, wear something comfortable. It's not a formal party or anything." He set the ball down and looked at her and smiled. With her hair down she looked pretty good, not that she didn't before. He would like her no matter what she wore at any time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:44:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was giveing you an excuse to come in my room" She said and smiled laughing, "I want to be tall like you" She said while looking up at him. "Sorry I think I might have had a monster before comeing to school so Im kinda all over the place" she said explianing her jumping from one topic to the next
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled back at her. "Believe me, not at this age you don't. Then everyone wants you to play basketball and run track and no one leaves you alone." He thought it was funny and cute the way she was all over the place. "It's fine. I could use a monster right now. It'd give me a good boost of energy." He wasn't bored or tired of being around her. He just wasn't used to waking up so early on a saturday.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 10:59:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lets go get one then" She suggested then, "Come here a minute" she said and tugged him in a way to let him know that she wanted im to get shortier for a moment. She had finally gotten her courage up so she was going to kiss him while it was still up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 11:03:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok then." he said smiling. He looked to her when she tugged at him and moved his head closer to hers thinking she was going to tell him something important.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 18:36:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=115362.msg5031113#msg5031113">Quote from: GaGa88 on 06-08-2011, 22:22:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">It had been a long time since Aria had been this close to anyone and feeling Harrison, the boy that she'd had a crush on for so long, touching and kissing her in all the right places made her feel weak but also full of want, there was some need in there as well. A soft moan escaped her lips as his hand traveled along her leg and his mouth worked on her neck. Her name had never sounded more musical to her than when he whispered into her ear. Aria had wanted to do this with him for so long, but she remembered where they were.<br><br>While she didn't make any real moves to stop him, she had to do something, she didn't want it to be here like this. There were cameras everywhere in this school and Aria did not want her time with Harrison to be any kind of spectacle, she wanted it to be just him and her, with nobody outside and nobody possibly watching it soon. Very slowly and reluctantly, she slid out from under him. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this, but Harrison, I don't want it to happen in the nurse's office...for anyone to be able to just waltz in and interrupt. When we're together like this, not if because it is going to happen, I want us to have all the time and privacy we can afford to have." Aria leaned in and kissed his lips softly, her hand was resting against his left hand all the while she was speaking.<br><br>"I want you and I can feel that you want me, but it can't be like this. I don't give a damn about any rumors or talk that may start, but the only thing that sets me apart from my apparent friends is that I'm not this girl. I'm not easy or slutty and I don't want you to think that I am. The only person who's opinion I care about is yours." &nbsp;Her eyes stayed on his as she looked at him.<br><br>"What are you doing tonight? My parents are busy with their affairs so they're on opposite ends of the country, I want you to come over and if one thing leads to another then so be it, but I just want to spend time with you."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Harrison watched Aria slip away from him and noticed that she wasn't really interested in making it happen right there at that time. Even though he was a bit disappointed, because he really didn't give a fuck about who might just watch or hear them, he understood her reasons and thought she had a valid point. He wasn't the kind of guy that cared for what other people felt, but this time he thought that if she wanted to be more comfortable before getting more intimate, then he should give her at least that.<br><br>"<strong>If that's what you want, Aria...</strong>" He said, looking back at her while fixing his clothes. "<strong>Then It shall be like that... I'll visit you tonight and maybe we can continue this later... if you're still interested.</strong>" He said, standing up and slightly touching the wound Aria treated for him, noticing she had done a great job with the cleaning and covering.<br><br>"<strong>Do I still scare you ?</strong>" He asked, having doubts about what she really felt about him. Maybe she really wanted him like she said, but was still nervous when being around him. "<strong>Because, you know... you don't need to be scared or nervous around me. I might be considered dangerous and all that shit that everyone says about me... but I won't be like that with someone I like.</strong>" He paused his words for a bit and took her hand again. "<strong>I will protect you from anything, if you let me.</strong>" Harrison said to Aria, showing that even though he wasn't the nicest guy around, he would be ready to look after her. He would be a good guy around her, because she wasn't like the rest of the people to his eyes.<br><br>"<strong>If you want, we can go back now...</strong>" Harrison said again, looking at the door of the nurse's office. Now that his wound was taken care of and they decided not to continue what they were doing before, there was nothing more to do there. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 20:13:41</strong>
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				Slide one had to be on his shoulder Virtue Kissed Joey softly on the lips before moveing back, "Ok, You need a monster dontcha?" she asked a soft blush on her cheeks but she looked happy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 20:54:51</strong>
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				Aria smiled as he took her hand and told her that there was no need to be scared or nervous around him, also that he'd protect her from anything. It made her happy to hear that he wasn't upset about her not wanting to right at this very moment. "I'm not nervous around you because I'm scared. You make me nervous because I like you so much. Tonight sounds amazing or if you're not doing anything, you could come home with me after detention."<br><br>She looked at the door, too, and as much as she wanted to be alone with him, Aria didn't trust herself to not let him take her right there where they sat. "We can go back to the library and talk. I know you don't talk too much, but I'd like it if you'd talk with me, Harrison." After looking at him for a few moments, she stood and while still holding Harrison's hand, they walked back down to the library to see that it was empty. "Looks like we're all alone again." She smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 03:52:27</strong>
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				Harrison followed Aria after their little time alone in the nurse's office, heading back to the library where they were supposed to stay until the detention hours would have ended. There they saw that the other four students that were with them in the library were now gone. Harrison looked around and smiled, he thought it was hilarious.<br><br>"<strong>Now this is definitely the kind of detention I'd like to have from this day on... </strong>" He said, noticing that they were free to do whatever the hell they wanted because it didn't seem like the coach was very interested in watching over them. <br><br>"<strong>Well... I guess we can still have some time for ourselves then...</strong>" He said as he entered the library with Aria, still holding her hand, and moving towards the chairs where they previously were sitting. "<strong>considering we'll leave the more personal stuff for later, what do you want to do now ?.</strong>" He asked to her, looking at her eyes with interest. They still had some time to be there, and he wasn't really the talkative type of guy... but for her he could even enjoy some talking too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 05:40:51</strong>
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				He was caught off guard by the kiss. He kissed her back when he felt her lips hit his and smiled. "I think that worked better than a monster. Then again it never hurts to stock up for later." He smiled at her as he took her by the hand and walked with her to a gas station a few blocks over. "I wonder how much time is left until detention is over."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 05:52:08</strong>
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				"I dont know, Look Monster Rehab" she cried happily "Im kinda addicted to caffine" she said softly and looked at him and what his friend asked came back an she wanted know the answer to weather or not they were a 'we' but Virtue didnt ask. Istead she just smiled happily and held his hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:02:42</strong>
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				"I can tell." he said jokingly. He smiled back and grabbed two monster rehabs' with his free hand. He held her hand and walked with her to the counter. He set the two drinks on the counter and reached into his pocket. He suddenly realized that he had left his wallet at home since he figured he wouldn't be needing it. He reached into his other pocket and to his surprise pulled out a ten dollar bill. "These are my new favorite pants." He payed for the drinks and handed one to her. He walked back outside with her and looked to her. "Now what do you want to do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:04:21</strong>
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				"Me too, seems like Coach found something more important to do. That's totally fine with me." Aria smiled and sat down in the chair she'd been sitting in before they'd left the library.<br><br>"How much longer do you have detention for?" There were so many things she wanted to know about Harrison. "Oh, and what would you like to eat tonight?" Aria wasn't going to be rude, she was a pretty good cook and wouldn't mind making him dinner. She'd been in a cooking mood lately but hadn't had anyone but her younger brother to cook for. That reminded her that she'd have to pay the babysitter her parents had left him with later, thankfully, he was staying with a friend tonight so she and Harrison could be alone.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:15:46</strong>
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				Checking the time in her cell she came up with an idea "My place my brothers and I normally go to brunch about now and dad is home this week but her sleeps as much as possiable so we would be alone. or we can do something else" she said but she left the descion to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:26:21</strong>
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				He smiled and nodded. "Alright then. Your place it is then. Which way do you live?" He would let her lead the way to her house since he had no idea where she lived. He liked the thought of going to her place, the only thing that worried him was that her father would wake up and find them should they be in the middle of something. That or her brothers returning home unexpectedly. Either way he was going to end up meeting them all at some point in time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:37:32</strong>
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				"<strong>How much longer ?... well... I don't remember but considering that coach is not very interested in keeping an eye on things here, let's say the same amount of time as you.</strong>" Harrison answered to Aria, with a small smile on his lips, clearly letting her know that he didn't cared at all if he got into trouble by leaving sooner than expected. He now had something much more important in mind, and that was to be able to be with Aria soon where no one could bother them.<br><br>Then he stopped smiling for a while and thought about her last words. She was asking him what he would like to eat for dinner... that's when he understood that she actually meant everything she said before. No one had ever invited him over to have dinner before... not even his own father cooked him something to eat. He had to learn to cook by himself when he was only a young boy and, if he wasn't the one cooking, he had to go out and buy food... it was the first time someone decided to prepare a dinner for him.<br><br>"<strong>You will cook dinner for me ?...</strong>" He said looking at her surprised, like if that was something out of the ordinary. "<strong>I.... don't know what to say... anything would be good for me.</strong>" He was unable to believe that she was actually willing to be so generous to him... he never thought she had that sweet and giving personality.<br><br>Harrison sat next to her, looking at her face, enjoying the view of her beauty. He was hoping that the day in school would pass quickly, so that he could be there in her house and enjoy her company according to what they were already planning to do.<br><br>"<strong>I can't wait until tonight...</strong>" He said, being honest, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall to check the time. He wanted to go to her house right away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:55:40</strong>
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				Laughing she tugged him in the right diretion and a couple blocks later they got to her house, It was pretty big but with all the people that was normally in it, the size was needed. "Home sweet home" she said and gave him a brief tour before takeing him to her room in its dark purple glory. Her room was on the second story corner so two walls were pratcly just huge windows drapped in purple curtins and her king sized bed was done in purple and black satin sheets. "So this is my room, what do you want to do?" she asked him and closed the door once he enterd
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 06:59:02</strong>
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				Aria smiled at the simple shock on Harrison's face as she asked him what he wanted for dinner. "Yeah, I like you and I like to cook so sounds great to me. Well, since apparently Coach doesn't care to be here than I don't think we should either. Wanna get out of here and head to my house?" Right now, she didn't care if she got into any more trouble...Aria did not want to be here any longer and she could always find a way to get out of most trouble.<br><br>Her mind was already thinking of what to cook, she'd have time to think that out while they hung out at her house. She wanted to be alone with him badly and thankfully, nobody was at home and wouldn't be until tomorrow when she had to pick her brother up.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 13:21:30</strong>
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				Harrison was surprised at Aria's decision of leaving the place and just heading to her house. He thought he'd have to wait much longer until that moment would come, but gladly for him, she was already inviting him to join her there. He didn't doubt about it and gave her another smile... he was dying to be with her alone in a place where nothing could stop the desire they had for eachother.<br><br>"<strong>Definitely, why should we waste any more time here if we can be in a better place together ?</strong>" He answered to her, offering his hand to help her get up from her seat. He wasn't used to be invited to someone else's home, but he knew he was going to be comfortable around her. Besides, all he could think about at that moment was her. <br><br>"<strong>Let's go.</strong>" Harrison said to Aria, taking another look at her pretty face, to then wait for her to lead the way towards her place. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 21:38:08</strong>
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				Bronson smiled to Kara and then lead them to the football field. He was happy that she wanted to learn, "This is turning out to be the best detention ever. I'm hanging out with the prettiest girl in school, and I'm teaching her how to throw a football. I couldn't ask for more." Bronson grinned and then opened the door for her and they walked out on to the field together. "Alright first things first. How to hold a football. Quarter backs have their own way of doing it, but if you're going to throw like me gotta learn my way okay?" He stopped and then held the ball out with his hand facing her so she can see his finger placement. "See that middle, ring, and pinky finger between the last three laces on the back of the ball. Index is spread two laces apart. Got it?" <br><br>He pulled the ball back and then took his throwing stance. "Watch me close here this is key." He began to move forward in slow motion making sure she can&nbsp; see every movement. "Okay so when you're throwing ball comes back behind your head and you use your eyes to guide the ball. As you throw you release the right as it gets on equal level with you head, or you'll be throwing the ball to the ground if go any further. Foot placement depending on what hand you use that leg stays in the back, and the other leg stays up front. Pivot the body to adjust to where you are throwing. Next I will teach you how to throw on the run." Bronson began to walk away and then turned around and tossed the ball to Kara. "Two hands!" He yelled to make sure she caught it. He backed up away a small distance away to make sure she would get it to him. "You can do it. I believe in you," Bronson grinned and readied himself for her throw. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 04:58:24</strong>
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				Kara liked how he stayed close to her and teach her the proper way to throw a football. His instructions were followed to the letter. When he threw he the ball, she put both hands out and cradled the ball to her stomach as she caught it. <br><br>Her tiny hands tried to grasp the ball correctly, but it took her a couple seconds to actually get her fingers in the right position. She copied his stance and held her hand back, ball firm in her grip. Her arm swung forward and she released the ball just as he told her to. It went sailing, right over his head. "Oh gosh, sorry, she called out. "Guess I threw it too soon." Kara just shrugged her shoulders and smiled hoping he didn't think she was too much of a failure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 06:52:59</strong>
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				He watched the ball fly over his head Bronson smirked he looked at Kara confused when she apologized. "No that was great, that means I can back up more." Bronson turned around and jogged to the ball, bending over he picked up the ball and then looked up at the sun it was hot as hell outside. They were going to be doing this for some time so Bronson removed his shirt and set it to the side. He was a distance away he was sure Kara would swoon&nbsp; &nbsp;anyways. "You ready!" He yelled and then back peddled quickly and the stopped on the dime launching the ball in to the air with a perfect spiral. The ball aimed perfectly floated with grace through the air, and came directly at Kara. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 13:27:56</strong>
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				Swoon? More like, <em>Holy god Bronson just took his shirt off and he's alone with me. Kara don't stare, don't stare, pick your jaw up off the ground!</em> <br><br>She looked up just in time to see the ball sailing towards her. She put her hands out and once again cradled it against her stomach as she caught it. God he was a powerhouse, almost knocked the wind out of her lungs as she caught it. <br><br>It was getting hot and although Kara couldn't just strip her shirt off like he did, she tied it up under her bra exposing her belly to him. She blushed a little, but then went back to prepping the ball. She held it tight once more and threw it. This time she could see it was heading right to him. She watched and waited as she saw the ball float to his hands and she began jumping up and down and did a little victory dance right there on the field. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 19:30:19</strong>
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				Bronson's eye brow quirked up as he saw her tight her shirt up, was she that confidant or just that comfortable with him already. He tried to stare but the sun was in his eyes, and as the ball flew towards him it entered the suns light, and he could no longer see it. Right before it hit him through Bronson caught it with one hand, and smirked. "That was a good throw, time to learn how to throw on the run." He said as he began to jog over to Kara, and there he stood in front of her sweat dripping down his chest. "Alright so when you're throwing on the run it's a little more difficult because your body is in constant motion. Watch me." <br><br>Bronson took the pregame snap stance and then hiked the ball to himself. He stood in his quarter back stance for a second as if it were a situation, and then began to run to his right. His torso twisted forward while his lower half continued to run. As he got to Kara he tossed the ball to her playfully. He stopped and then walked back up to her. "See what I did there? It's difficult to throw on the run because everything is constantly changing. Also when you throw on the run I am going to be following you as a defender. You're going to throw the ball to me, but I am going to follow your movements." He backed up a little from Kara and took his defensive stance, "Shit I forgot if your throwing to someone who is running the same way you are just further out you have to lead them. That means throw the ball out in front of them to give them time to catch, other wise if you throw it right at them they will miss, got it?" Bronson gave her so many instructions just now, he hoped she could keep up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 19:46:33</strong>
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				he came over to her, and she was lost, <em>Quit staring, I told you that before! But Holy God, he is so Hot! Kara, focus, football, football, focus on the damn ball.</em> He was an Adonis standing there in front of her. She felt like she was the luckiest girl ever now. <br><br>When he spoke about a running pass, she knew she was going to struggle. She watched him run, poetry in motion, and she almost missed the ball because she was watching his body! "Oh yeah, Yeah I saw what you did there, nice throw." She listened some more, it was a lot to take in,but she figured she had it down pat. <em>OK, run, lad them and twist, and throw. </em>&nbsp; Kara went off running and when she turned, she hit a small hole, her ankle twisted and she went down. "Ow, Oh, sorry. " She wanted to impress him, now she sat there like a lump holding her ankle. <br><br>She tried to be brave, shake it off. Kara pushed herself from the ground and tried to walk. "I'm ok, I'm ok," But she was limping bad from the pain of the twisted ankle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaisude</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 20:45:15</strong>
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				"Kara!" Bronson moved his fastest to her as she got up and tried to walk. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have taught you that later. It's my fault." He said as he picked her up and held her in his arms. "Lets get you to the nurses room, and get your ankle wrapped." He said as he held her closer to himself he smiled down at her. "Don't worry it's probably just a small sprain." Bronson started walking back inside and headed to the nurses office. "We'll lay off the football for now. After we get your foot patched up, um maybe we could go somewhere else. I am not spending another minute in this school than I have to. So I'll probably just go back home." Bronson said as he saw the nurse's door slightly open. He kicked open softly and then sat Kara down on a chair. Walking over to a cabinet he opened it and grabbed the ace bandage and two Tylenol. Filling a small cup up with water, he handed the pills and the water to her. "Take these," kneeling down to her Bronson lifted her leg and looked up to her. "Can you try and rotate if for me?" He asked and watched her foot to determine what she had hurt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 21:16:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=115362.msg5037853#msg5037853">Quote from: Liam on 08-08-2011, 13:21:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Harrison was surprised at Aria's decision of leaving the place and just heading to her house. He thought he'd have to wait much longer until that moment would come, but gladly for him, she was already inviting him to join her there. He didn't doubt about it and gave her another smile... he was dying to be with her alone in a place where nothing could stop the desire they had for each other.<br><br>"<strong>Definitely, why should we waste any more time here if we can be in a better place together ?</strong>" He answered to her, offering his hand to help her get up from her seat. He wasn't used to be invited to someone else's home, but he knew he was going to be comfortable around her. Besides, all he could think about at that moment was her. <br><br>"<strong>Let's go.</strong>" Harrison said to Aria, taking another look at her pretty face, to then wait for her to lead the way towards her place.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Aria smiled and took Harrison's hand as he offered it to her, "Okay, we can leave now. I have to make a quick stop on the way to my house though.", she leaned in and kissed his lips again before pulling away. She led him out to her car, unlocked it and after he closed his door, she started the car and drove towards where she needed to stop. "I'll be right back." Aria pulled something out of her purse and walked up to Jason's babysitter's house.&nbsp; <br><br>Before she even knocked on the door, Jason shot out of the door and wrapped himself around her legs, she loved the three year old more than anything because he wasn't actually her brother, it was something that nobody but her and her parents knew that he was actually her son. Her parents hadn't let her stay here while she was pregnant, they'd all taken off to Europe for the nine months so nobody would know and would think he was theirs. Aria laughed softly and leaned down to kiss the top of his head. She handed the older woman at the door an envelope before smiling and thanking her for taking care of Jason.&nbsp; Since he wouldn't coming home tonight, Aria walked over to a swing on the front porch with her son still around her legs and picked him up to set him down on the swing next to her. "I know you're a big boy now and everything, but if you need anything tonight, you call me..okay?" He looked up at her and nodded before smiling. "Okay, Ari. Can we have macaroni tomorrow?" Aria smiled as she nodded her head, though it killed her to hear him call her by her name instead of mommy. She wondered if she should ever tell him or not, God knew she wanted to, but what would be best for Jason? "Okay, I'm gonna leave now. Be good for Mrs. Johnson, I love you. Have fun, see you tomorrow buddy." She watched him walk back inside with a wave before she walked back to her car and got inside.<br><br>"My little brother, he's 3." Aria detested lying about it, but she didn't know what else to do or when/if she should tell people. It was a long and painful story, Aria didn't want to relive it so she'd never told anyone. If she'd had a friend who wouldn't tell everyone in a New York minute, she could have confided in someone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breakfast Club 2.0: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 21:26:41</strong>
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				As he held her and carried her, Kara tried not to let on as to how much pain she really was in. Her ankle was throbbing almost like someone was drumming on it. "Bron-son, it'ssss Ok, Ittt wasssn't your faultttt." She was trying to keep a straight face, but it was hard. Still it was a bonus that he was carrying her back into the school, his bare chest against her body. <br><br>She frowned when he said he was going home, "Butttt we'll get in t-trouble." kara had no idea the rest had already left and were at one another's homes. She was a good girl and was really nervous to get in bigger trouble. <br><br>As she sat down, she took the pills and did as she said. She rolled her ankle, but inhaled deeply every time she turned it. "Ow, Ow," she whispered as she hoped it wasn't too bad to warrant a trip to the hospital.&nbsp; 
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