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Kokoro no Ukeire
"HEART'S ACCEPTANCE" Just a journal filled with stories ideas, poems, personal entries, things to remember, etc. If you have nothing better to do, just relax and read. Who knows, maybe you'll see what the hell goes on in my head everyday.
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You know that feeling when you're in a picture show, but you're used to high definition TV? Where everything just feels so old-fashioned, but you know it's not supposed to be that way, or it can do better?
I get that feeling everyday. I sigh, and watch as the teacher write across the white board with either red or purple ink (I can't tell the difference), "Hamlet." I groan this time, and reach for my backpack.
So... boring.
I hear the door open. Being the back door was the forever late Jordan's favorite way to sneak, I immediately begin to say, "Other door, doofus," but the words slip from my mouth.
He stares at me, then at the teacher, who turns to say, "Ah! You must be the new student. Zachary, correct?"
He shrugs. "Zach."
"All righty, Zach," the teacher drones on, "have a seat next to Ms. Revertte here, and we can have our lesson. Do you have a copy of Hamlet, Zach?"
"No."
"Okay, Allison, would you be a dear, and accompany him to the library?" I say nothing for a split-second then nod. As we made our way out of the classroom, I gulped.
The boy named Zach was glowing. With color. And with sparkles, and he was practically emitting pheromones.
And I'm colorblind. And filled with females hormones. And we're gonna be alone.
Kill me now.
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He's a magic sprite in human form.
She's colorblind, and apparently can see magical powers.
And they're seatmates in just about every class.
Poor, poor Allison.
Emo, emo Zach.
 Ukeire · Fri May 22, 2009 @ 08:25am · 0 Comments |
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