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74 hours 57 minutes, 22 seconds..... James ran for the bus, it had just left his curb. Running quickly he tried to catch up with it as it slowed down. He got on and smiled at the Bus driver. "thanks," He smiled. He found himself a Seat near the back of the bus. He quickly sat down. He had just been suspended yesterday, missing the bus wouldn't of been good for his reputation. He quickly took out some homework due for that day and did it. He was pretty lazy and somthing had told him that this wouldn't be his day. The bus came to a Halt. James got off the buss and walked into school. He dodged all the Nerds and Jocks, and headed to his locker. He opened it slowly and took out some books. He sighed as the bell rang for first class. He was late as it was. He burst into class and took a seat at the front. The teacher was yet to get there, thankfully he had beaten her there. He took out his books and finished his remaining homework. -----Flash---- A quake came from beneath his feet, a kid pointing a gun dropped it. The school began to split open. Walls shook and the ground opened around the school and it was plunged into darkness. ------ "James, James, james wake-up this instance!" Came the voice of his teacher who looked down on him. His other-class mates laughed. "We can't watch you sleeping, your time is our-time...." He was startled. Sweat dripped from down his forehead and he got up. 74 hours 1 minute 3 seconds
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| | Level: 22 | HP: 74 / 548 |
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| Matt got out of bed with a great big yawn and a stretch. He flipped up his phone and realised the time was 10 past 9. School started at 9 but that didn't seem to phase Matt at all even when he still had to get ready. Matt was considered a 'cool kid' and someone who most people didn't want to get on the wrong side of. He constantly attracted the girls and had a huge bunch of friends. His appearance was what come first in his life along with girls and picking on nerds. He put on his long blue trousers and his white vest and walked over to the bathroom. He styled his hair to incredible perfection. Every strand of his long, blonde, spikey hair was to his satisfaction. He brushed his teeth and grabbed his bag consisting of random books that he stole off nerds on his way home from school, and left his house to go to school. His school was only a few roads away and he soon got there, strolling through the main gate and seeing no one was there because they were all in class. He walked down the main corridor and took two sharp lefts and entered his English class. He walked in and sat in his usual seat at the back and noticed that everyone was looking at James. James being quite a neutral kid, Matt took no notice, he wasn't a nerd so he didn't bother bullying him, he wasn't a jock, and he wasn't a girl so he ignored him, leant back on his chair, put his feet up on the table and closed his eyes to catch up on lost sleep the night before. He had had a strange dream the night before in which he was stuffing a nerd in a locker when suddenly a huge hole began to form from a class coming off of the corridor and suddenly the school was in two bits. Matt thought he may be able to continue from where he left off and maybe find out what the hell it was all about.
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| | Alex lazily awoke from his comfy bed, brushed his red hair out of his face and rolled out of bed. He checked the time; 8:45. "Just enought time." He thought to himself as he jumped in the shower. A few minutes later he got out, tosed on his usual attire, spiked his hair, grabbed his bags and his board and headed out the door. The five minute ride to school went by quick. As he went down the street, he passed a few good-looking girls. He flawlessly executed a nollie heelflip and continued on. He skated onto campus, passing a group of jocks pounding on a nerd, he paid no mind and skated into the school, hoping off of his board right before the door to his english 3 class. Alex checked his phone, 8:58. "Perfect timing." He entered the room, and took a front row seat. Alex noticed that the teacher was not in the room, so he turned and started a conversation with a cute girl sitting next to him. A moment later, another student rushed in; James. He was lucky the teacher was later than he was, or else he would of been verbally beaten by Mrs. Velasquez. Alex put his head down and crashed, waking about about ten minutes before the bell was to ring for the next class. He looked to his right, and the teacher was trying to wake James, who'd also fallen asleep. He woke up looking like he'd seen a ghost. Alex shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his seat, and waited for the bell to ring. | ||||||||
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| | Chris woke from the traffic going on outside his window. He groaned as he checked his clock. "9:45...." He had already missed most of his first class. He went into his bathroom where he stared at himself in the mirror. Splashing his face with cold water, he put on his jacket and went to the door. Just as he was about to turn the gold knob, he noticed his gun laying neatly next to a lamp. "hm...strange. I thought I lost this thing. Well lucky me." As he reached for the gun, a strange shock drove through his body as he grabbed it. He quickly saw himself trying to shoot a student, but he only stood there. A flash appeared things seemed to be falling apart. He dropped the gun and fled off. Huh? Hmph. I must be hallucinating. Chris tucked the gun into the pocket in his jacket and headed for school. He entered through the front entrance and took a right up the stairs. The halls were empty until the bell suddenly rang and everyone burst out of the classrooms. Students gave him a grim look as they passed him. He only ignored them and entered his second class. Sitting at the back of the room next to the window, he stared out at the trees waiting for the class to start. Its almost time. Todays the day...
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| "That's one lesson out the way" Matt got up out of his seat and made his way for the door, but his teacher Mrs Velasquez stopped him. "I need to speak to you Matt." "What have I done now?" She looked down and shook her head. "Your attidude stinks...but my main concern is how late you are to my lessons." "I overslept" *Bell rings* "I've gotta go to my next class...wouldn't wanna be late now would I?" Matt strolled out the class and walked down the corridor. He saw a geek with his head in his locker clearly trying to find something. Matt slammed the locker door shut onto the geeks head and continued to walk towards his next lesson; with a slight grin on his face. As he turned left closer towards his Art lesson, he saw Chelsea Graytide walking towards him. He stared at her as she walked past him, she was truely beautiful, her blonde hair shone like the sun. Matt had been trying to get to know her ever since he first saw her but couldn't pluck up the courage to do it which was surprising as that isn't like him. She was the only girl he felt he had little chance of going out with. As she went past him he could smell her perfume and he smiled as he looked behind him as she walked away in her cute pink and yellow cheerleading outfit. After seeing such a sight, Matt seemed to have cheered up a little and forgotten about Mrs Velasquez's comments which made him want to crush every geek in the school. He arrived at his next class and as usual he sat at the back and did very little. Instead he layed his head down on his desk and thought about his crush...Chelsea Graytide...
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| ¿ƃuıuǝddɐɥ sıɥʇ sı ʎɥʍ ˙˙˙sǝou ɥo | "Chelsea, what did I just say?" "Please, Mme. Merdas, you just said 'Monsieur Jamieson a vraiment détesté le majorette et je ne peux pas le blâmer...'" "And what is that in English?" "Well, you just said that Monsieur Jamieson and yourself hate majorette..." "So you are paying attention..." "Why wouldn't I be paying attention?" "Il est en forme d'un twirler de bâton" "J'ai peur que je ne aille pas par les natures traditionnelles!" "Please leave the room Chelsea..." "Avec plaisir!" Chelsea's forced departure of second period French came as a big surprise to the rest of the class, and to Chelsea herself. However in her head she justified her behaviour by claiming it was a form of self defence. Still, there wasn't much to do out in the corridor awaiting the bell for break, in fact, Chelsea was begining to regret the harsh French that had slipped out of her mouth. Instead of blaming herself however, her thoughts soon turned to her recent cheerleading practice that had occured during first class instead of 'Spanish'. As usual the boys seemed to all stare at her and the male cheerleaders seemed to all want to partner up with her for the trust excercises. Cardknock High had an unusual variation of cheerleading, instead of the foolish shaking of pom poms they instead practiced majorette and acrobatic gymnastics. As Chelsea was the lightest she was often a top of the traditional cheerleading pyramid. Of course today was the debut of a new cheerleader, who couldn't quite hold Chelsea and ended up causing the entire group to collapse. She had enjoyed the attention she had gained from Gregorio, who was a year older than her and very much in her league. Thinking of the things she could do with Gregorio only cheered her up enough to make her ignorant to the fact that she was supposed to be reflecting upon her misbehaviour in Mme. Merdas's French class. | ||||||||
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806 | 72 hours 59 minutes 48 seconds, The day presumed, it was boring and James had slept most of the day. It was still early though. Making his way towards Gym he put on his runners and began climbing the dreaded ropes which took everyone a average of 10 minutes. He reached it and ran the bell. He looked around at everyone else. He made his way to the shower room and washed himself then laughed. During Gym he told jokes to his friends. Not doing anything else he was like a slacker, he looked around the Gym teacher was giving out to one of the Nerdy students. James slightly smiled and turned towards the exit. Nerds were never his thing as he never actually talked to them unless he needed help with a maths question. ---Flash---- A red eyed figure-with wings it flew towards him,---- ---Flash--- "Hey, hey, James, are you ok?" Came the voice of his teacher. He was on the floor. "I'm fine," "Are you sure, you were kinda spazzy when you were out..." "I'm fine!" He got up. This was twice in 1 day. What did it mean.... 72 hours 23 minutes, 2 seconds. ((OWA, in your next post include what we discussed.))
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| It was breaktime and Matt made his way to the cafeteria. He always ate his lunch at breaktime never at lunchtime, that was the time for playing football etc. He walked to the front of the queue, putting his hand in his pocket fishing for his money. "God dammit I've forgotten my money again!" Matt turned around and looked for defenseless nerds that he could get money off... "Oi you!" The chosen nerd kept his head down and pretended he hadn't heard him. "You got 5 seconds to answer me or I'm gonna knock you into next week!" "..um..yes?" "How much money you got?" "...um..£1.50" "How much money you really got?" "...£5" "So you lied...ok I got a deal for ya...we go 70:30 on that £5 of yours and I won't put you on your ass for lyin' to me. How does that sound? "um..ok" "Ok then...so...errr......how much do I get kid?" "..um..£2" Matt got the £2 and bought a hotdog and a can of coke. He walked outside and started eating it as he walked around the courtyards. He looked over and saw James, the boy who was in his English class and was looking very disturbed. Matt had never really spoken to him much before but it was clear he wasn't a nerd so he had no problem with him. "Hey, you ok? You looked like you had seen a ghost in English this morning...something up?" "No..No it's nothing just didn't get much sleep last night and I'm not feeling too good." "Ok well maybe you should go to the office..get sent home or something." "Na I'll be fine, really don't worry about me." "Ok..well cya round." Matt walked off knowing something was going on with him and for some reason, Matt felt it was something very serious..
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