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Somebody should be my Valentine!

academyrumor-deactivated2013021

The fuck you say to me, bitch?

mirrormoved

W-Wait, huh?

[After flinching, she quickly mimics Lyra again, puffed cheeks and all.]

Uh, who you calling "bitch", you--you boiled potato!

mirrormoved

Walter What?

Ohhh…he’s like, an old school actor or something?

duce-de-razzo

No.

He is a good man who has done some not so good things for a good reason.

I can relate to him I suppose.

mirrormoved

So...he does bad things in order to do good??

[She has a puzzled expression on her face. This man was gettin' deep.]

Wait, mister, you never answered my question--who's Walker Whit?

academyhotshot

Hearing the hello, Buck looked around, and spotted the tiny girl just across the hall. Before he could say anything, she dropped the papers under her arms and frantically picked them up before approaching him. She was…awfully smiley, but cute. In a little sister sorta way. “Uh, hey! Yeah, it looks real neat! I’ve been itchin’ to play some music for a while now.”

He caught her admiring his hair — but then again, who wouldn’t? “It’s aaalll natural”, he said with a suave tone. Running his hand over the piss stripe, he smiled down at the girl. “Name’s Buck! It’s nice to meet you! I’m assumin’ yer the one who’s making this band, eh?”

mirrormoved

Mimi clutched the papers to her chest, then brought her attention back to Buck. At the mention of his natural 'do, she nearly gawked in awe.

"Is it really?! Holy crap, I've never seen anything like it, Buck!"

She nearly got off track, but when he brought up the back, she was all business again. Well, as close to business as possible.

"I am, I am! I'm the frontman of the group, the founder, the lead singer...the only member," Mimi chirped in response. "Can I assume that you're the interested person who texted me?"

duce-de-razzo

Walter White is an okay guy in my book.

mirrormoved

Walter What?

Ohhh...he's like, an old school actor or something?

academyrumor-deactivated2013021

Someone should be my Valentine.

mirrormoved

Somebody should be my Valentine!

#hhhhIIIIII!!

academyhotshot

Strolling the halls of the school, Buck was out to waste some time, and so far he was succeeding. Passing by multiple classrooms, students, etc., the sophmore started to notice a pattern - just about every single bulletin board in the school had a bright piece of paper stapled to the bottom section of it. Stopping in his tracks, he glanced over the paper a few times.

Looking for currently active musicians—looking to play music with friends! Let’s meet in the courtyard this weekend, I will bring snacks!!

Shit, music and snacks? Sounded good to him! Besides, it had been a while since he’d been able to play the drums. Too long, he thought.

The picture on it, he had to admit, was pretty cute. Four generic FP students happily playing a song together. But who put this together…?

If curious, please contact Mimi at 262-7928!!

Mimi, huh? Must be someone new here! He whipped out his phone and typed the number into his contacts, donning it with the name “Mimi?” before shooting a text her way.

“Hey! I saw your poster on one of the bulletin boards, and I think it sounds pretty cool! Give me a time and place, and I’ll be there!

mirrormoved

A text so soon! Mimi considered herself lucky; it hadn't been more than five minutes and there was already someone interested. After scanning the text, her thumbs furiously conjured a reply:

awesome!!! k meet me at the foundtain tonite at 6pm. or b4 it gets dark lol. Im excited!!!

Working diligently, the little copycat continued to paste her posters to the corridors when she noticed a young man in her peripheral vision--how astute. She turned her head a bit, keeping a quiet watch on him as he eyed the flyer she had previously put on the corkboard. When she heard the chime of his mobile, she assumed that perhaps that boy was the interested messager.

"Um, hello!!" Mimi called across the hall to the ginger, waving with both hands and, forgetting the papers under her arm, let her advertisements fall to the tiled floor. "Aw, shoot!" She scrambled the colorful fliers in her arms and scurried over to the upperclassman.

"Are you looking at that flier?" Mimi tried to tuck the papers into her messenger bag, smiling up at him. She wasn't doing such a super job. "Looks pret-ty neat, huh?" Her eyes were then drawn to his hair and she wondered how she would pull off copying that...

"I'm Mimi, by the by!"

There was a new girl at the academy. She’s not a very tall one, nor a striking beauty—she was quite young, couldn’t be over fifteen.

Her name was Copycat, at least, that was her better-known alias. She was here to be a little more social, make more friends…and make music. Under her arms were many colorful copies of fliers advertising a “Small Band looking for members”. Reaching her arms as high as they could allow, she stapled page after page across nearly every bulletin board she could find.

Looking for currently active musicians—looking to play music with friends! Let's meet in the courtyard this weekend, I will bring snacks!!A doodle of a group of four happy kids donning the FP uniform and instruments was inbetween that sentence and the next. If curious, please contact Mimi at 262-7928!!

#hehaw open??

WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

Uuummm...

Singing and dancing. And dress up!

I like to people watch, eheheh.