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Post by Anzeh on Oct 8, 2009 16:00:29 GMT -6
A ratty, old book bound with leather and tied up with a deteriorating string sat right next to an alarm clock. On the front, taped hastily was a roster card with a schedule scribbled hurriedly and messily on it. It said the following:
10th Grade (Ages 15-16)
1st hr - World Race History
2nd hr - Free hour
B R E A K
3rd hr -Trigonometry
4th hr -Biology
5th hr - Inter Species Relations
L U N C H
6th hr -English I/American Literature
7th hr - Design
Beyond the ratty cover there was a small entry:
Day 1.
Emotion: Highly Satisfied. How can expect not to be satisfied after courting a rather yummy female, and I think I may have her pleasantly caught in my trap. Oh, some people had wills so weak...
Day 2.
Emotion: Slightly Confused. My entire world has been turned topsy turvy by this bay named Coyle. What should I do? I know I should stay away... do the smart thing for once, listen to my upper head not my lower one... but... that's become a skill I don't know, it seems.
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