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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 7, 2008 21:00:45 GMT -5
Nevada sat quietly on the green lawn. Her newly dyed pink hair lay around her shoulders. She had used permanent for the first time, but she had found it wasn't that hard. Sure, it might get her a few more sneers in school, but she'd deal. And she kind of enjoyed her work. You could say that she was proud of it. She just needed something to help her attract some new attitude of attention. Although just this morning her own brother, had actually seem worried about her. Which, in her family, was amazingly awkward. SHe sighed and stood up with her board. Skating down the road. Passing Wes's house, and paying no attention as she whizzed past at a normal pace, her pink hair fluttering limply. Wearing Jeans and a tube top with a miniskirt pulled over the skinny jeans.
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 17:52:49 GMT -5
Wes leaned against the brick wall behind the school. He wasn't quite sure yet if he wanted to go in to school or not today. He was silently debating it in his mind as he saw Nevada. He snickered to himself. "What the hell happened to your head?" he asked, smirking.
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 17:54:53 GMT -5
Nevada turned and gave a slight sneer. "Like?" She asked harshly. Dragging her foot on the aidewalk. Stopping slowly. She shook her head, moving her bangs away from her eyes.
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 17:57:40 GMT -5
"Your hair looks like a dessert," he commented.
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 17:59:16 GMT -5
Nevada rolled her eyes and mumbled "What a pleasant little suburb boy" Kicking up her board and grabbing it. Holding it loosely and saying in the same snarky voice. "Yours isn't that great either Weasly." Shaking her head in a sarcastically sad manner.
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 18:00:07 GMT -5
"Eric likes it," Wes said, glaring at her.
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 18:01:48 GMT -5
"Your point?" Nevada said. Giving him a simple glare.
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 18:02:50 GMT -5
"My point is that he likes me, and not you. And you need to get that into your tiny little brain and piss off," Wes stated harshly.
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 18:04:08 GMT -5
Nevada let out a rude laugh. Looking at him and smirking "You really think your just some little untouchable brat huh?"
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 18:06:27 GMT -5
"You know Eric would never touch you if you hurt me," Wes said.
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 18:07:16 GMT -5
Nevada shrug and said "If you keep pissing me off I'm afraid I'm willing to take that risk." Giving a taunting step forward. Glaring.
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 18:16:08 GMT -5
"Oh, sure," Wes said, rolling his eyes.
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 18:20:14 GMT -5
Nevada growled and said, her new york accent stinging her words "Back, Off Wesly." Nevada said harshly, clenching her fist.
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Post by breckett on Oct 8, 2008 18:23:06 GMT -5
"No thanks," Wes glared. "Just go kill yourself. No one wants you."
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Post by JULIETTE on Oct 8, 2008 18:23:56 GMT -5
Nevada growled and said "You do know what the fuck your getting yourself into right?" She took another step, now within arms length.
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