Four years you think for sure
That’s all you've got to endure
All the total dicks
All the stuck up chicks
So superficial, so immature
Then when you GrAdUaTe
You take a look around and you say HEY WAIT!
This is the .s a m e. as where I just came from
I thought it was over
Aw that’s just great...
Kick off your stilettos and fuck me in the back seat.
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xxsuchxaxlonleyxdayxx « Thread Started on Mar 26, 2007, 2:56pm »
Jessy walked into the detention room, holding a propel bottle in one hand, and her bag slung over her shoulder on the opposite side. She was wearing a black mini skirt, with a red and black tank top, and a pair of black flip flops. She had on a bunch of necklaces on her neck, and bracelets around her wrists. Jessy stooped in front of the room, and looked around for where she wanted to sit. She usually sat in the back left, but today she wanted to sit on the back right side.
She walked all the way to the back of the class and took a seat. Nobody was there... yet. There has to be somebody else who got detention, she couldn't be it, could she? It was so nice out, and it fucking sucked that she was stuck in detention. Jessy set her bag down on The floor, and took out a notebook, and pen. She took a sip of the bottle with the mystery liquid in it. Jessy winced, and put the bottle down on the desk. She clicked her pen, and began to write an essay on a currant event. She chose how walmart is wrecking the economy. How interesting. -.-
Constantine thrusted the door open, grimacing at the loud "squeeek!" the rusted hinges spouted. Pausing to take in his surroundings, he quickly realized he was early, and the damned teacher had yet to arrive. The sound of his near-to-destruction all-black Chuck Taylors scuffing the floor sounded many times louder than it actually was. He sat to the left of Jessy, on the floor, against the wall. He avoided eye contact, staring at some figure of his imagination on the ground.
Knees bent, he pulled a black iPod from his back pocket, flitting through the library quickly. The soothing melodies of Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" album drifted through the room. It seemed almost hypocritical, as he was wearing a black short sleeved shirt with the word "underOATH" printed across the chest. Unfortunately, the screamer had left after their first two cds had been released, changing their entire sound from raging metal to whiny emo. He almost regretted owning the shirt, as many assumed he was in support of the new band line up. He closed his intelligent, yellow-green eyes as he drifted into his own universe.
Kick off your stilettos and fuck me in the back seat.
Joined: Mar 2007 Gender: Female Posts: 71 Karma: 0
Re: xxsuchxaxlonleyxdayxx « Reply #2 on Jun 10, 2007, 1:14pm »
Jessy sat there doing nothing, and looking into space, until she saw the door open. She noticed it was Constantine. She barely looked over very much, she was in a too much of a mellow mood to even move. But then again, maybe she wasn't. She picked up the propel bottle again and took another sip, gaging alittle. Definitly drunk by the end of detention. Fucking alcoholic.
Jessy heard music playing and looked over, smiling at Constantine. "Ayo hoe." She said while leaning back in her chair alittle. She really didnt want to be here, she had better things to do. So maybe since their taking up her time, she'd take up theirs. Instead of continueing on writing the essay, she crumbled up the paper, and threw it at the garbage, surprisingly she made it. Jessy looked over, "What'd you do to get detention?" She asked. What did she do to get detention? She couldnt even remember.
[sorry i was grounded for like ever, and then forgot about the site, but re-found it hahaha]