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Date Posted: 23:03:23 10/14/06 Sat
Author: Sara
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In reply to: Jonathon 's message, ">>" on 22:27:47 10/14/06 Sat

She took the papers from him and let her blue gaze flick over them breifly before she glanced back upto him with a rare, genuine smile. "Thanks Sir... I'll have a look." She glanced to the clock as he said he'd made her late, inwardly groaning. Her french teacher was the devils spawn and the old bat would have her reciting her verbs all lesson no doubt- she did not accept tardiness. She tookt he pass from him and offered another polite smile before dodging her way through the other students to get to her class.
Her french class wasnt as bad as she had thought it would be... the old female teacher seemed to have a soft spot for Jonothan Artack, and when she found he had kept her back to try and get her to enter a writing competition she flew into the merits of such extra curricular activities and how she was making a good start at building her future. Sara merely raised a brow and smiled unsurely at the woman while trying to creep towards her seat.
At lunch she and the girls went to the cafeteria and managed to loose themselves in the crowds there, so she didn;t actually even see James until she was headed to her car after her final session- which had happened to be history. She saw his dark, tall figure leaning against the silver TT her father had just let her buy. She sighed and had to stop herself from turning on her heel and hiding, instead making herself walk all the more determindly to her car, pressing the button on her key that diactivated the alarm and unlocked it. "I don't want to talk." Was all she said as she went around to ther other side and pulled the door open, throwing her bag across to the passenger side.

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>> -- James, 00:06:11 10/16/06 Mon
- >> -- Sara, 00:20:17 10/16/06 Mon
  - >> -- James, 15:49:11 10/16/06 Mon
    - >> -- Sara, 16:06:49 10/16/06 Mon
      - >> -- Jonathon, 00:16:23 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 00:26:36 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- James, 04:23:10 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 20:07:41 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Jonathon, 21:16:28 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 21:31:29 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Jon, 22:01:10 10/23/06 Mon
        >> -- Sara, 21:55:46 10/24/06 Tue
        >> -- Jon, 22:36:59 10/25/06 Wed
        >> -- Sara, 22:48:18 10/25/06 Wed
        >> -- Jon, 22:25:55 10/26/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 22:42:59 10/26/06 Thu
        >> -- Jon, 22:05:10 10/28/06 Sat
        >> -- Sara, 22:22:03 10/28/06 Sat
        >> -- Jon, 19:29:26 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 20:09:53 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 20:27:41 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 20:46:03 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 21:04:15 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 21:23:19 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 22:51:56 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 22:01:31 10/30/06 Mon
        >> -- Jon, 22:16:24 11/09/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 22:26:38 11/09/06 Thu