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Post by Festivity on Jul 30, 2016 19:02:47 GMT -5
Welcome to my little plot shop! I have only a few rules before we get started with the plots.
1) I want you to be literate and advanced. That means correct grammar and spelling. Typos are fine, nobody's perfect. And at least 1-2 paragraphs of 10 sentences. That really isn't a lot and more is appreciated.
2) Keep violence, romance, etc to an acceptable level. There's kids on here and we really don't wanna traumatize them. We also don't want people getting in trouble or this deleted.
3) No Mary Sues, Godmodding, Powerplaying, etc. You've heard this all before, so I'll keep this one short.
4) Have fun and come on at least a couple times a week. You'll be deleted after 2 weeks of inactivity and get a warning after 1 week. I'll give you you're spot back after the first time you're deleted. Just give me a heads up if you're gonna be gone.
5) Have fun, use common sense, and be awesome!
Now. The plots!
Some notes:
-They aren't organized
-I accept suggestions
-I'm willing to duplicate some, just ask
-More will be added
Plot 1:
I'm extremely excited for this one!
In the future, time travel is offered to normal citizens. It becomes extremely popular, but comes with specific rules. The most important rule is that you cannot mess with the timeline. You must blend in and just observe. Doing anything that may mess with the future is considered breaking a major federal law and will result in lifelong imprisonment. My girl is traveling back in time to do research for a history paper. While there, she sees your guy about to be hit by a car. She pushes him out of the way, saving his life. In the original timeline, your guy was killed and the driver went to jail when evidence found in his car revealed that he had robbed a bank. Because of my girl, the evidence is never found and he's never arrested. The driver goes on to be one of the most notorious serial killers in history. The Time Authorities see this and come to arrest my girl. Knowing she could get in trouble for this, my girl tells your guy that she injured her shoulder when she pushed him out of the way. Out of guilt, he takes her home and let's her spend a few days there. The two become extremely close over the next few days and my girl eventually tells him the truth. Everything. Where and when she's from. What she did. The Time Authorities. Her punishment. Trusting that she's a good person, your guy agrees to help her. He helps her fit in in his time period, avoid the Time Authorities, and eventually face them head on.
(So this one is an idea I just recently came up with. It's still a bit foggy, so I'd like to clear a few things up and discuss this with whoever claims it.)
Girl: Kit Willis (Eq)
Guy:
Plot 2:
Our two characters go to the same school. They're extremely competitive and extremely smart, both fighting for the top of their class, especially going into senior year. Because of this and the rewards they could get (scholarships, bragging rights, etc), they don't get along. At all. So what happens when their parents get married and they become step siblings? Will they be able to survive? Will they set apart their differences and get along? Will competition get fiercer?
Me: Reggie Marks
You:
Plot 3:
Fallout plot! So I don't have any solid ideas, but I figure we can brainstorm together based on a game we've both played. I've only played Fallout 3, Fallout: New Vegas, and Fallout 4. Please only request this plot if you've played at least one of the Fallout games.
Me:
You:
Plot 4
Our two characters used to be best friends. They took different paths in life and turned out different. My guy is a straight A student, follows the rules, and is dating the star of the girls soccer team. Your girl is a rebel. She's in detention every week, and she's barely passing her classes. They don't get along anymore and haven't talked since a bad fight in sixth grade. Now they're seniors in high school. When she begins to fail English, the teacher asks my guy to tutor your girl. Not knowing who he's tutoring, my guy accepts. Will they make it through this?
Guy: Liam Booker (Eq)
Girl: Jade Winters (*Nightwhisper)
Plot 5
Over summer, they fell in love. A two month vacation in Hawaii and they couldn't be kept apart. Until the vacation was over. They decided to break up, knowing a long distance relationship would never work. Fast forward to the beginning of the school year. Her family moved, forcing her to switch schools. They're both surprised to find out that her new school is his school. The problem? He's captain of the football team, popular, and is known to be a player. He refuses to settle down with one girl. She learns this quickly, and they avoid each other. But Hawaii is fresh in their minds. The feelings are still there. Are they destined to end up together again? Or to silently watch each other from across the room?
Girl: Ellie Miller (Eq)
Guy: Colter Fraser (skyfire)
Plot 6
A school camping trip. A bus accident. When their bus crashes on the way to a class camping trip, our two characters are the only survivors. They've never even talked to each other but are now forced to work together to survive and find their way back home.
Girl: Sabrina "Bri" Johnson
Guy: Kyle Evans (~Skyblaze~)
~*More Coming Soon*~
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Post by Festivity on Aug 1, 2016 17:26:28 GMT -5
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Post by Festivity on Aug 1, 2016 22:27:34 GMT -5
(Those are two of my favorites, so you can choose either one  ) |
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Post by Festivity on Aug 2, 2016 13:35:55 GMT -5
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Post by Festivity on Aug 2, 2016 21:35:24 GMT -5
(Sure. What's her name?)
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Post by Festivity on Aug 2, 2016 21:41:59 GMT -5
(You can do one if you want, but ust not necessary)
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Post by Festivity on Aug 2, 2016 21:56:29 GMT -5
The bell rang, dismissing Mr. Anderson's third period AP Literature class. As the small group of students shuffled out, the teacher held one of them back. Once the rest of the class left, he leaned against an empty desk and looked at the boy. "Liam, I have a favor to ask of you," he said, unsure of the boy's reaction.
"After you gave me an extension on that project, I'll do anything, Mr. A," Liam said. His bag was flung carelessly over one shoulder and he pushed some auburn hair out of his eyes as he talked. And comments like this is what caused other students to refer to Liam Booker as a teacher's pet.
"Well," the teacher began, "one of the students in my fifth period college 12 class is starting to fail. I believe she's a bright girl, but just doesn't understand the material when I try to teach her. I was thinking it might be easier coming from someone her age. And since you're one of the top students in my class, I thought you'd be the perfect option to tutor her. Even though you don't need it, I'm offering extra credit for this," he explained. He knew Liam was busy between the boy's job as a cashier, his full load of AP classes, and baseball practice, so he had a list of other students to ask.
"Sure, no problem, sir," Liam said, surprising the teacher slightly. Mr. Anderson smiled and thanked Liam for being so flexible with his time.
"Great. Just come by my room after school today and you guys can set up a time for tutoring," he said. Liam nodded and left the room, joining Sarah as they headed for their AP Chemistry class.
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As the bell rang to signal he end of seventh period, Liam threw his backpack over one shoulder and made his way from gym to the English hallway. He waved to teachers as they passed him on his way to Mr. Anderson's room.
"Thank you once again, Liam," the teacher said, pausing his conversation with another student. Seeing that his student wasn't here yet, Liam leaned against a desk and took out Hamlet to read for his Lit class. The other student left and Liam continued to read, wondering where this girl was.
Unable to concentrate as he waited, Liam slipped his bookmark into the book and tossed it in his backpack, opening his phone instead. Waiting for him was a text from his girlfriend, telling him she wanted him to come out for ice cream with the team after practice. Ugh, he couldn't stand some of her friends. Liam replied that he was busy, shoving the phone back into his pocket and waiting for the girl to show up.
(Sorry it's short. I was at work and I'm kinda tired. Once we get going though I should have no problem with length)
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 3, 2016 8:07:15 GMT -5
(That is plenty long enough for me! Don't worry about it. If anything, I should apologize now that my replies might be shorter than yours. But I'll try to make them as long as I can.)
Jade had been told of this tutoring session by Mr. Anderson. It annoyed her a bit, to be honest. Yeah, she was having trouble understanding the material, but she wasn't one to ask for help. So to have her teacher find her a tutor without asking her was a bit frustrating. Yet, at the same time, if she didn't pass this class, she would have to take it again next year. She would just have to swallow her pride this time and hope for the best.
Of course, that didn't mean she wasn't going to show her disapproval of Mr. Anderson's methods. When seventh period ended, the girl took her time getting to the room she was suppose to meet her tutor in. She stopped by the bathroom first, and once she was done, she stood in front of the mirror for a second. Removing the beanie she wore today, Jade ran a hand to somewhat fix her black hair that only reached to the nape of her neck. This morning, she had been unable to do much to it, thus the use of the beanie. When her efforts resulted in only making her hair look worse, she sighed and put the hat back on.
Knowing that there was nothing else she could do to waste time, Jade smooth out her black t-shirt before heading out of the bathroom. As she walked, the girl unconsciously went to put the earbuds that were hanging around her neck into her ears, a habit she always did when leaving school. This time, however, since she was still stuck here for another hour or so, she only put one in and turned her music on.
Eventually, she made it to the correct room, fifteen minutes late. Jade walked in, seeing Mr. Anderson first before anyone else. "Alright, who is my so called tutor?" she asked upon entering the room. She normally didn't make comments like that, but once more, she wanted the teacher to know she wasn't doing this 100% willingly.
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 9:50:24 GMT -5
(Alright, I usually reply with what I'm given so we should be fine)
Mr. Anderson smiled when the girl arrived, even though he noticed Liam looked a little annoyed. "Hello, Ms. Winters. How was your day?" He asked the girl, being polite despite her tardiness. Liam's reaction wasn't the same. The boy turned to see her and his face instantly turned pale.
"J-Jade?" He asked. Oh man, he should've just asked Mr. Anderson who this student was that he had to tutor. Of course, it had to be the one girl he didn't want to see.
"Glad to see you two already know each other. Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I need to get down to the soccer fields. I know that the library is open of you would like to study there. Or one of your houses," he didn't seem to notice how uncomfortable Liam looked. The teacher just left, trusting the boy to lock up the classroom as they left.
Once the teacher left, there was an awkward silence. "So..." Liam said, unsure what to say. Liam pushed hair out of his eyes, a nervous habit, and His dark blue eyes travelled around the room, going anywhere but Jade's. Usually, Liam was a sweet boy. He loved other people, which helped him become one of the most popular boys at Belleville High. Unfortunately, his history with Jade Winters came to mind and Liam didn't know how to react, what to say. He just straightened up, cleared his throat, and started again.
"I don't really want to work here. People are too loud. Do you wanna go to the town library? Or my house?" He suggested. He didn't really want Jade at his house, but it was an option. And he'd promised Mr. Anderson her at least try this. Maybe Jade wouldn't even remember him. Their fight had been six whole years ago. Maybe she'd just forget those years of friendship until they started to go down different paths. Maybe she just wouldn't even recognize Liam. He had had a growth spurt and has been looking more mature and older lately.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 3, 2016 10:17:50 GMT -5
Jade's light purple eyes (due to genetic mutation known as Alexandria's Genesis) locked onto Liam the moment he spoke, scowling at the boy. She should have know Mr. Anderson would have asked him to tutor her. He was "teacher's pet" after all. She kicked herself for not realizing this fact sooner. Crossing her arms, the girl opened her mouth to protest this pairing, ready to just take a failing grade over working with him. But, the teacher had made his escape too quickly for her to do any good.
Where Liam was the poster child of a good student, Jade was the exact opposite. She was a scene kid, or what others called emo, with her dark clothing style and choice of music. Though, she hadn't fully submersed herself in the mini-culture, she looked just enough like it to be tagged with the label. Not that she minded, of course. It really didn't phase her one way or the other. There wasn't anything wrong with it, in her opinion, and she wasn't about to wear bright, preppy colors just to fit in with everyone else.
She also could care less about school. Yes, she admitted that some of the classes where interesting and even fun to take, but if was the whole social structure of school she hated. Some students see school as a way to establish their popularity, and push down those who are actually trying to make high grades. There were only a few teachers like Mr. Anderson who actually cared enough to make sure their students were doing the best they can, and many have just lost the will to go against the regulations to see to it that everyone has a fair chance. Of course, this was all just how she saw things, and if posed against someone else's point of view, she was sure no one would agree. All she cared about was getting done and getting as far away from school as possible.
And who did she get stuck with? The one person who absolutely loved school. Jade still remembered very clearly of the fight they had in the sixth grade, and she would be lying if she said that she didn't have so bitter feelings towards the boy. And from the awkward stance he was in, she knew he still remembered too. Finally, she sighed and turned her gaze away from him. "Don't even bother," she mutter. "We both don't want to be here, so there's no point in pretending to be nice just to please Mr. Anderson. I'll hunt him down tomorrow and let him know that this isn't going to work, so you can just go on your merry little way."
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 10:51:14 GMT -5
Wow, Liam had been the bigger person, as he always seemed to be. He had at least attempted to make an effort, only to be shut down by the girl. They had hard feelings, yes. In fact, he had never wanted to see her again. And when she had come in here, he had wanted to puke. Yep, right there in the middle of Mr. Anderson's room.
"Look, I don't wanna be here. You don't wanna be here. But I made a promise, and I don't break my promises. You should know that," Liam said, shuffling his feet. It was true. He prided himself on keeping his promise. It was just one of the things that people liked about him.
"So, I say we just suck it up and do this. We can meet for only a few days, you'll get your grade up, I'll keep my promise. Then I can get back to my life and you can get back to whatever it is you do," he said. Liam, who was usually warm and friendly, was now stiff and cold, clearly uncomfortable around the girl. "Look, I know you don't wanna spend your time with me. And I got stuff I gotta do too. But I don't care. We just gotta get through a little bit of tutoring and I can give you enough to at least boost your grade to a B," Liam offered, doing a quick calculation in his head.
"So, let's go. I didn't turn down a basketball game with my friends to be ditched by my student," Liam's face was blank of any emotion, without the humor and warmth he usually had when talking to classmates. Liam just wasn't himself as he stood face to face with the girl that he used to count on for everything. He missed their relationship, even if he couldn't stand her right now.
Liam had a tight group of friends. Jack, his best friend. Sarah, his girlfriend. Tommy, his buddy from the batting cages. Kids from the baseball team. Kids from class. He had a small, tight group of friends, but he was also quite popular. There were many factors, from his willingness to help to his classic All American boy type persona.
"Now, I'm leaving Mr. Anderson's room. Once we're both out we can decide what to do next. If you just cooperate, this will go much more smoothly," he said. Liam had actually been looking forward to this until he saw who he was tutoring. He enjoyed helping other people and actually tutored middle school students occasionally for service hours for the National Honor Society. He had already been accepted into one of the best colleges in the state.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 3, 2016 14:29:57 GMT -5
"Well aren't you just making so many sacrifices," Jade said sarcastically. She hated that he was acting like the one who was giving up the most by helping her. Even though, he did probably have more going on than she did.
Every day, the girl left school to go home. Sometimes she went to hang out with one or two people, but other than that, she spent her time at home or even alone. She wasn't upset about it though. Jade was the kind of girl who kept to herself whenever she wasn't around other people. It was something she shared in common with her father.
"You can go waste time in the library all you want," Jade continued, turning around and heading towards the door. "I'm going home. I have no reason to stay, so I'm not. Go on and see that basketball game. That's what you'd rather do anyway. Like I said, I'll tell Anderson that you tried and failed so you won't have to worry about breaking you're so called promise."
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 14:42:48 GMT -5
"No. I'm not failing either. Why are you being so stubborn, Jade? I get that you don't like me. But it's not gonna take long for me to teach you this stuff. You're a senior. You need this credit to graduate. If you don't let me help you, you're gonna have to either take summer school or stay here for another year," Liam said. She hated school. This would get her to listen to him. This had become a challenge for Liam, to get Jade to accept his help. He didn't back down and he didn't fail. Little Mr. Perfect was too determined.
"And yeah, I do have a lot goi on, and I'm still trying to make time so you don't have to be here any longer than you already are," he said. It was true. Liam had accepted the tutoring gig without thinking, but that may not have been the smartest choice. He already had scholarship money lined up, but was taking on as many hours as he could at the grocery store he work at, along with babysitting his neighbor over the weekends. Even with the scholarships, his tuition was expensive. His mom was trying to help, but she didn't have a ton of money and Liam wanted as little student debt as possible. So, yeah, his schedule was pretty packed. Especially with AP exams coming up.
"Look, Jade, I know we don't get along. I don't want to be here, you don't want to be here. Of course I'd rather be at the park playing a pickup game before my shift starts, but you need the help. I'm just trying to be a good person and help you out," Liam said, sighing. Maybe she wasn't worth it, but Liam James Booker didn't like to give up or back down. He refused to, and that's how he'd gotten this far in life.
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 15:28:42 GMT -5
There's one victory. He had convinced Jade to give him a chance. "Great, let's head down to my place," Liam suggested. He locked up the classroom and turned to her. "I don't know of you have a car, but I don't. So unless you have a car we're gonna have to walk," Liam said. Usually he'd catch a ride with Jack or Nick or someone, but he had told them to go on to the park. He had something to take care of after school.
With one victory already done, he began planning this ten minutes in his head. Jade would be harder than anyone else he's ever tutored. She didn't like him and she didn't want to be there. ,Most people actually tried to learn when Liam tutored them. Unless Jade turned her mood around in the next ten minutes, Liam wasn't sure how successful he'd be.
(I can't write something long with that, but I have to go anyway. In my next reply if we skip to them getting to his house, I can write something loner)
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 3, 2016 15:41:51 GMT -5
(Okay, sounds good!)
Jade didn't reply to him. All she had to do was spend ten minutes listening to him try to explain some stuff, and then she could leave. It shouldn't be too horrible. Then again, she had to suffer through the awkward walk to his house as well.
With a small sigh, Jade put in her other earbud and turned her music up a bit louder. She might have to walk with him, but that didn't mean she had to carry on a conversation with him. Besides, she was in a bad mood, and if she took the chance to listen to him before the actual tutoring began, she might just snap at him and cause a whole new argument.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 3, 2016 16:15:24 GMT -5
Can I claim Plot 6? c:
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 22:22:50 GMT -5
(Night1 - I'll get my next post done but I got a few things to do)
(Sky - Sure! What's his name?)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 3, 2016 23:24:18 GMT -5
Cool! His name is Kyle Evans)
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 23:25:51 GMT -5
(Cool. I'm going to bed, but I'm going to try to respond to Night and get your starter up tonight since I won't be on again until tomorrow night)
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 23:38:33 GMT -5
Liam's house was the one that he had been born in and lived his entire 18 years. A small two bedroom house on the edge of town. The blue paint was peeling and the driveway needed to be redone, but Liam was proud to call it his place. The same play set that he and Jade had spent their summers at was still their, overgrown with weeds from sitting unused for years. A single old car sat in the driveway, but Liam walked right past it and into the house. A mouth watering aroma hit his nose, and the thought of fresh cookies almost pushed Jade out of his mind. Almost. Had had been aware of the girl trailing right behind him the entire walk. They hadn't spoken a word and that was alright with Liam. He had just listened to his own music as he walked.
"Hey, Li," the woman in the kitchen said. It was clear she was under a lot of stress, and she looked older than the early forties she was in. She came over and hugged her son, kissing his cheek. Even though he was 18 and had a girl with him, Liam hugged her back. After his dad had died, the two had developed an extremely close relationship. "So, I have to leave for work in five minutes, if you could pull the last batch of cookies out. Have fun at work-" she cut herself off, having just seen the girl that had walked home with her son.
"I'll grab the cookies, Mom. We'll just be in my room," Liam said, looking back towards Jade. Susan Booker remembered the girl. She used to love Jade, thinking of her as a daughter. But a after the fight, she remembered staying up that night with her son before heading to work the next day on only a few hours of sleep. He had been broken up about their ruined friendship, and Susan didn't want that to happen to her son again.
"Weren't you gonna go to the park and play basketball with Jack?" She asked. Liam just shook his head, shrugging a bit.
"Something else came up. Don't worry about us," Liam said. Susan nodded and headed towards her room to get ready for her second job. Liam could tell his mom didn't know what to think about the girl in their house, so he turned to Jade. "Let's just head up to my room. What are you guys studying in class?" He said.
Liam's room hadn't changed much throughout the years. It was still painted light blue. His bed was neatly made with blue plaid blankets. His black desk in the corner was nearly organized and their were trophies from years of youth sports lined up nearly above it. A guitar sat in the corner and pictures decorated his walls, detailing his life.
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Post by Festivity on Aug 3, 2016 23:39:23 GMT -5
(I think I'll have to do your starter tomorrow, Sky. I'm sorry. I'll get it done soon, but I'm really tired and need to get to bed)
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Post by skyfire on Aug 3, 2016 23:57:25 GMT -5
(May I claim plot 5?)
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 4, 2016 8:11:41 GMT -5
Jade spotted his house before she even realized she had seen it. Despite the paint beginning to peel, it still looked exactly as the girl remembered it. Even the play set in the yard, which surprised her to see still standing. She was tempted to ask Liam why he still had the small playground when he could no longer use it, but she thought better of it. Instead, she just followed him into his house.
The smell hit her the moment she walked into the house. It smelled wonderful, making her own mouth water. She remembered the smell almost as much as the house, but she forced herself not to show any curiosity, even if she did want a cookie. It wasn't her place to ask for one, and, besides, she was going to be here ten minutes, no more. There was no point in making herself comfortable in the familiarity of his house. That comforting feeling left as soon as his mother came out to greet her son.
The memories of the woman hit Jade the hardest. Susan was a great mom, she had seen proof of that during her countless hours the girl spent with them. She had looked up to her like a second mom by the way she made sure they had everything they needed. It hurt to think that that relationship was as damaged as Liam and hers. Because of that, she couldn't make herself look the woman directly in the eyes. She just stood there awkwardly, wondering why she even agreed to give him ten minutes. Never had she thought would she be so glad for Liam to give them a chance to escape the situation.
"I don't know, something about 'To Kill a Mockingbird,'" Jade replied, following him to his room. Her moment of gratitude towards her once best friend vanished the moment they set foot into his room. Nothing had changed, which both disappointed and gladden her. A part of her wished he had changed something, anything to make it match how he was moving on in his life. The other part was glad to see nothing had changed from the last day she was in here.
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Post by Festivity on Aug 4, 2016 8:15:29 GMT -5
(Of course! What's his name?) |
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Post by Festivity on Aug 4, 2016 8:30:23 GMT -5
It had all happened so fast. The deer in the road. The driver swerving to avoid it. The rollercoaster like like feeling as the school bus sped down the hill, going off road. Somewhere in there, it had managed to flip. All she heard was the crunching of metal and screams from her fellow students as the girl held on to the seat in front of her, closing her eyes and hoping it'd all be over soon. Hoping she wouldn't have to be pinned under a seat for hours when help wasn't coming, and she knew it. When the bus skidded to a halt at the bottom of steep hill, Bri Johnson was surprised to find herself alive. She was even more surprised to find that her best friend wasn't. Terrified Bri crawled her way out of the window, cutting her shoulder on the broken glass. She pulled herself from the twisted wreck, dragging her injured leg behind her.
Once she felt far enough away, Bri leaned herself up against a tree and began to cry, watching the bus for any movement. She turned away form the vehicle, not wanting to see the wreck. Wiping her tears, Bri took inventory of herself. Clearly she was better than the kids on the bus, but she hadn't escaped unscathed. Her ankle was killing her. It felt as though it was on fire. She could also feel the blood dripping down her arm from being cut. Besides that, just a few bruises and scratches covered her body. Shakily, the girl got to her feet and reached in through an empty back window, trying to pull out supplies that would be useful until someone found her. Someone would find her, right? Parents would wonder why they hadn't gotten any calls or texts. They'd call the police. Somebody would find the group, right? She just had to calm down and wait.
Bri dragged the bags behind her as she limped away form the bus. She sat down and opened them up, trying to figure out what she had to work with. Well, a sleeping bag and a bunch of boys clothes. Could be useful. The next bag was clearly a teacher's, containing a tent and first aid Kit. In the last bag she had pulled out was bottles of water and food. Ok, she had grabbed the right bags. This was enough for her to survive off for a while. Until the police find her. That is, if Bri could manage it on her own. As much as she hated to admit it, she was terrified.
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