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I am so excited about classes starting back!

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M-Me too...

#barbie

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Planning Ahead|| Violet&Jack

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Jack hummed along quietly with the music, glad to relax and dancing a little in his seat on the bed. He’d met up with a few friends and he couldn’t help worrying about Sally a little bit. It wasn’t particularly late but he rubbed his eyes and yawned a bit. Relaxing back against the headboard, closing his eyes for a few seconds.

As he opened them, Jack noticed a shadow in the doorway to see a girl standing there. He’d met her earlier in the day and he smiled. What was her name? He felt bad that the name didn’t immediately come to him but after a few seconds it came to him. She looked more relax than she had earlier. He could tell from the previous encounter that she was shy and he should probably keep his eccentricities toned down.

"Hey, Violet. This is surprising." He greeted her warmly, gesturing to the room, welcoming her in if she wanted. "Are you looking for someone?" he asked.

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Violet jumped a bit, feeling like she was intruding and was about to run off when she saw that the boy was welcoming her into the room. Hanging by the doorframe, she debated for a few moments. She recognized him as Jack, the new boy that she recently has met. Knowing that he doesn't seem to mind her coming in, she slowly entered the room. "Hello...", she said quietly, looking around for a moment to hide the slight blush on her cheeks. She didn't want to feel like a creeper.

"I-I was", she stammered, cursing her shyness at the moment. Violet really wishes she could be as outgoing as her brother sometimes. "My... brother...", she paused, "I haven't seen him... in awhile..." She didn't want to admit that she was worried. Not to someone that doesn't really know her. "H-How... are you?" She asked quietly, hoping that she can handle some small talk.

#para #jack

the-greengirl

*Looks at the cup then back up at her* Thanks.

whatdoyouknowaboutnormal

You're welcome...

#elora

the-greengirl

Ugh. I feel like utter shit.

whatdoyouknowaboutnormal

[hands her tea]

#elora

love--is--god

#photo

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Planning Ahead|| Violet&Jack

Finally getting all of his things neatly tucked away in the drawers of his dresser, Jack slumped down on his bed. He smoothed and fiddled with the black sheets. His books were lined up on the desk already; his beloved Shakespeare anthology, all seven Harry Potter books, and various classic thrillers like Dracula an Frankenstein. He reached over and took off his shorts, changing into a pair of light weight pajama pants and stripping off his black high school senior class t shirt in favor of a plain white one. He plugged his ipod into his speakers on the desk and flipped to his jazz playlist, his thinking music. Placing his laptop on his lap, Jack reclined on the bed reviewing lists of ideas for Halloween he’d had over the past couple of weeks. His door was open and every so often he’d hear someone walking by.

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Taking a deep breath, Violet entered the boy's dorm building in hopes to find her brother. She has been feeling slightly homesick as of late which makes her anxiety worse. The only friend that seems to understand was off busy with something, which she didn't have the heart to interrupt him. So the only other person that would understand how awkward she is feeling about being at the school was Daniel. She also hasn't seen him for awhile and was starting to get worried.

Walking through the halls, she stopped and heard some music coming from the doors. Normally she wouldn't stop except it didn't sound like something that a college student would normally listen to. Sounds like something I would listen to, she thought as she stopped by the doorframe. Her thoughts began to drift as Violet swayed to the music softly. This has always been the type of music that relaxes her. With always having to force herself into social interactions it was nice to listen to something soothing while doing something incredibly stressful to her.

#para #jack

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-sits in the garden-

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[holds out a small stack]

You really love to read.

whatdoyouknowaboutnormal

[blinks before taking the small stack]

I do...

#tia

-sits in the garden-

[takes a deep breath as she finishes her book]

I'm going to need more...

#wdc starter

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*Hums to herself while walking then pauses* Fuck.

Where the fuck am I? *Smacks herself on the head* Why? Just this once I wanted to remember.

whatdoyouknowaboutnormal

Y-You're in the library.

,

#doreen

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It’s a great school. What are you studying?

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History... And Anthropology... Y-You?

#jack

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Nice to meet you, Violet. You’re just starting at WDC?

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[nods] Yes... I am.

#jack

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There’s more but I haven’t gotten it quite memorized just yet.

I don’t think I’ve met you yet; I’m Jack.

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T-That's impressive... I'm... Violet.

#jack

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[sees her and grins, waving]

Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them, who to advance and who To trash for over-topping, new created The creatures that were mine, I say, or changed ‘em, Or else new form’d ‘em; having both the key Of officer and office, set all hearts i’ the state To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was The ivy which had hid my princely trunk, And suck’d my verdure out on’t. Thou attend’st not.

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[claps quietly]

#jack

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My brother and thy uncle, call’d Antonio— I pray thee, mark me—that a brother should Be so perfidious!—he whom next thyself Of all the world I loved and to him put The manage of my state; as at that time Through all the signories it was the first And Prospero the prime duke, being so reputed In dignity, and for the liberal arts Without a parallel; those being all my study, The government I cast upon my brother And to my state grew stranger, being transported And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle— Dost thou attend me?