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NarutardDate: Sa, 18.May.13, 6:09 PM | Message # 126
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Turner
"Ah, there she is," I said, smiling as Laurelin entered. She laughed and took her seat as Kane's student followed. "Hello, I'm Mr. Turner."


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AnchorageDate: Sa, 18.May.13, 6:21 PM | Message # 127
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Ivan

I shrug, taking out supplies. Someone's a big deal.


let's camp in the forest with harmonicas and nature's harmonies
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Sa, 18.May.13, 6:53 PM | Message # 128
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Iris

I bobbed my head once. "Nice to meet you sir."


It's time.
 
NarutardDate: Sa, 18.May.13, 9:01 PM | Message # 129
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Turner
"What's your name?"

Laurelin
I took my seat.


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AnchorageDate: Sa, 18.May.13, 11:23 PM | Message # 130
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Ivan

Apparently everyone's an idol. I sketch a few things, sipping my coffee.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 19.May.13, 0:01 AM | Message # 131
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Iris

"Iris Nelson" (or whatever I put.)

(Getting home in 30 mins.)


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NarutardDate: Su, 19.May.13, 0:03 AM | Message # 132
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Turner
I checked off her name. "Okay...Laurelin...Ivan?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 19.May.13, 0:17 AM | Message # 133
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Iris

I made my way to an empty chair before sitting down.


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AnchorageDate: Su, 19.May.13, 2:26 PM | Message # 134
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Ivan

I nod, "Here."


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NarutardDate: Su, 19.May.13, 3:10 PM | Message # 135
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"Okay...well, we're just working on our essays so I guess get to work."


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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 19.May.13, 3:28 PM | Message # 136
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Iris

I looked down at my paper. It was almost done except for a conclusion.


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NarutardDate: Su, 19.May.13, 3:49 PM | Message # 137
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I sighed. All I need to do is type mine up...I took out my sketchbook again.

Turner
I returned to entering grades in theĀ grade-book.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 19.May.13, 3:56 PM | Message # 138
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(>.> wish our teachers were like that. they take FOREVER to put grades in. )

Iris

I bit my pencil, trying to organize my thoughts before starting to write.


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AnchorageDate: Su, 19.May.13, 4:38 PM | Message # 139
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(i think every school is like that, i can relate)

Ivan

I sigh, rubbing my face with two hands. I begin to write my final two paragraphs, running out of ideas.


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NarutardDate: Su, 19.May.13, 4:41 PM | Message # 140
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Laurelin
I continued sketching my drawing.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 19.May.13, 4:47 PM | Message # 141
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Iris

After a few minutes of writing, I was done. Now to type this up later. I reached for a book.


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AnchorageDate: Su, 19.May.13, 4:53 PM | Message # 142
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Ivan

I groan silently to myself, at a writer's block for the last quarter of this damned essay.


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 22.May.13, 7:32 PM | Message # 143
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(We ts?)

It's time.
 
NarutardDate: Mo, 03.June.13, 8:10 PM | Message # 144
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Laurelin
As I was walking to my car, I checked my phone. To my amusement there were several text messages from Hassy. Unlocking my car, I decided to call him rather than go through them all.

Mary
I sat at hom, having just finished my homework and bored out of my mind. "DaddddyyyY!" I called and he walked out on the phone. "Yes Pumpkin?" He asked. "I want a trampolineeee," I complained. He scribbled out a check and handed it to me before walking away. I sighed and tore up the check sadly. Damn Laurelin with her good grades and happy family...damn her.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 03.June.13, 8:53 PM | Message # 145
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Jon

I picked up. "Hello?"


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AnchorageDate: Mo, 03.June.13, 8:53 PM | Message # 146
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Ivan

I step outside and begin walking to my apartment, due to the lack of transportation. It being cold tonight didn't help that much.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 03.June.13, 8:55 PM | Message # 147
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As I was pulling out of school I passed Ivan. My phone was still ringing as I rolled down the window. "You need a ride?" I asked.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 03.June.13, 9:15 PM | Message # 148
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Iris

I started walking home.


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AnchorageDate: Mo, 03.June.13, 9:15 PM | Message # 149
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Ivan

I perk up, "Oh hey." I say, "It'd be nice, yeah."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 03.June.13, 9:17 PM | Message # 150
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(She's calling Hassy)
Laurelin
"Get on in," I nodded. "Iris!" I waved.


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