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Post by destery on Dec 10, 2010 22:56:32 GMT -5
David George
I walk inside the stuffy office, coughing loudly when the first whiff of dust hit my nose. I walk up to the front desk, which is covered with pictures of people with their horses. Ew. If it wasn't for my step mom, I wouldn't be here. I mean, it was a small fight, not anything big. A women sits at the desk and I sigh, and walk up. "Hi, I'm David, and I would like to start taking lessons here," I say in an emotionless voice. The women looks up at me and smiles, and I groan mentally. There was no choice coming here. Stupid step mom.
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Post by tonkatoy on Dec 19, 2010 10:20:43 GMT -5
Celeste
For once she was there on time, in fact she was there forty five minutes early, she had been sitting in the office doing paper work with her mocha latte for forty five minutes waiting for her new student. She was quite proud of her self too, not only would she not leave the poor person stranded in her office as she usualy did but she also got more paperwork done than she ever had before. She smiled brightly as the door opened and had to fight to keep it there when she saw the boy's reaction to her office. The coughing she could understand, allergies were always a possibillity but the disgusted look at the pictures of the horses that covered the whole office really did not make her like him. "Hi, David your step mother called me earlier today, she said your a beginner. So we'll probably put you on Rascal if you want to learn english or Chip if you would perfer to start out Western."
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Post by destery on Dec 19, 2010 20:02:08 GMT -5
I nod, not really knowing the difference between English and Western. But I do iny miny miney mo in my head. "I'll do Western." I can tell that she doesn't like me, but I don't care. I would make friends with other people. Or I could beg my step mom to let my come back home, instead of staying in this rotten place. I tap my foot, still waiting for a reply.
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Post by Super <3 on Dec 21, 2010 11:04:04 GMT -5
I nodded and handed over a key, "This is for your dorm." I tried to smile at him as nicely as I could manage.
(I am posting for Tonka since her internet is dead ^^)
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Post by destery on Dec 21, 2010 11:53:55 GMT -5
"Okay. Well, what dorm number is it?" I asked rudely.
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Post by Super <3 on Dec 21, 2010 14:21:15 GMT -5
My eyes looked up in a questioning way to the boy, "Two." She said sternly and watched him with heated eyes.
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Post by destery on Dec 21, 2010 14:41:29 GMT -5
"Thanks." I said without expression, and walked out of the office, my converse shoes clacking loudly and dramatically on the ground.
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