By Louise
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First part: From that moment you'll be out of place.
Sunday, April 5, 2009

Your name will be Althea Urie. That's how I imagine you to actually look like except for the part that your hair is dyed black with pink tips and green streaks, you're brendon's sis, duh! Other info will be mentioned as the story unfolds.



Off to the story below with Ryan's point of view:

She tapped her shiny black shoes on the concrete floor absent-mindedly as she kept on glancing at the clock after a minute or so it was so unbelievable that not even one of the stupid people in this room makes her stop the racket she's causing. Maybe they're just too busy with their own stuff that they don't even care.

Oh, just look at the teacher. She's so lucky that she's getting payed with the money we're paying for the tuition fee though she never really gives a damn if any one is ever listening or even looking at all the stuff she's writing on that blackboard.

Your point of view:

Can't time pass by faster? My hands are already sweaty and i don't wanna be here any more longer. This place is so boring and I've got nothing to do. To my left, brittany is painting her nails or something with this bright glittery fuchsia nail polish and to my right, Adrian is listening to his mp3 and almost drifting away to dreamland.

Isn't it plainly amazing that they're just fine there doing their own thing while I feel like I can burst any moment from now? Hm - maybe there's someone just like me in here. I quickly scanned the room and focused my eyes on someone I think I haven't noticed before.