Who Wants To Do A Soap?
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Thread Topic: Who Wants To Do A Soap?
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(I take my soaps, VERY SERIOUSLY.)
He got his books out and shut his locker door. Then he walked slowly to the final period of the day. -
(So do I. xD BUT STOP DOIN' YO HW SO I COULDyou know what I'm being mean. xDD)
Instead of going to study hall, I walk straight out of the school. Making sure Kayla or Drake couldn't catch me, I get into my black Accord Crosstour and drive to the nearest coffee shop. I needed some serious caffine. -
(I TOLD YOU I HAVE TO DO IT OR I'LL FAIL. Fuk this I'll just do my history and then my other crap at lunch and first period.)
He finally arrived in the noisy classroom, getting a few glares from some preppy looking girls, he quietly walked to his seat in the far corner of the room. -
(Oh, no! Do your homework. I dun wanna get a call in the middle of the night by your parents saying "Are you Remy? How old are you? You're gonna be arrested CAUSE IMMA COP AND YOU DIDN'T LET MY DAUGHTER DO HER HOMEWORK SO SCREW YOU." :3)
(Psh, do you wanna fast foward. This is goin' no-freaking-where. x.x They could be new neighbors. Yeah, thats gooood. xD)
I arrive at home and see moving trucks in the drive way of the house next door. Then I see the new kid Aaron on the porch of that same house. My heart skips, like, four beats. -
(My dad's a cop... o.o.
Hehe, xD.)
Aaron sat on the porch, watching the movers put everything into his new...home. -
(Oh my God, SERIOUSLY? I didn't know.. xDDD)
I hurry indoors, making sure he didn't see me. But he probably did because my heart was pounding kind of loud. -
(Yes, seriously. xD It would be creepy if you did...)
He watched the movers put the final things inside and hop into their truck. They then drove away. -
(Holy... *panics* DOES THIHS MEAN MY NIGHTMARES ARE TRUE?
Probably not.)
I changed into scrubby clothes and sat in front of my tv. My mom came in my room.
"Honey, go introduce yourself to the new family. I baked cookies. Take them, too!"
I didn't argue. -
(Yes, yes it does.)
Aaron sighed and walked into his new house, then up the stairs to a small, plain room that would belong to him. -
I put my new jeans on, but left on my purple tye-dyed shirt and glasses on, then walked over to Aaron's house. I knocked three times.
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He heard a knock upon the door and, sighing, got up to open it.
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Aaron opened the door. Crap, my glasses. I went to take them off, but being my clumsy self, I knocked them to the ground. I couldn't see. I heard the cookies drop as I scrambled to the ground, hands groping the floor in search of my glasses.
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Aaron subconsciously bent down and handed her the glasses which had fell to the ground. They weren't broken, which was a good thing.
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I was handed my glasses, and I slide them back on. My vision was cleared, but Aaron was still in sight.
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He looked down once again. "Hello." He said quietly, barely above a whisper.
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