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Date Posted: 08:28:01 10/12/06 Thu
Author: Sara Lawson
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In reply to: Jonathon 's message, ">>" on 00:07:38 10/12/06 Thu

She wandered into his class behind her group of close girlfriends, returning his smile as she always did, thinking nothing of it, like she never did. It seemed that Literature was the only subject that wanted to know what she thought and what she felt, alll her other subjects just wanted to know what other epople had said and what other people thought- and while she got good grades across the board, Lit was always the highest. She moved by his desk to drop her empty coffee cup into the trash before heading for her seat, send row in, right in the center. She set her stuff down on the table and let her gaze drift out the window as she waited for the rest of class to filter in. It had been a lonely weekend- and while she enjoyed the solitude from her boyfriend James, the solitude from the whole world was a little depressing. Her father had- as usual- been away- usually it was business, though sometimes she knew it was pleasure too- his girlfriend liked to be taken away for the weekend and Sara was old enough to take care of herself now. Infact, he'd considered her old enough to take care of herself since she was eleven or twelve. So it was mainly just her and the house maid, Louisa, who resided in the large house most of the time. It meant she had a lot of freedom- but sometime kids just don't want that much freedom. She let her eyes drift back to Mr Ackart as she heard him speak, and allowed herself to consider his possition for a moment. He was what- twenty six? He had a good paying job in a school where the likelihood of him getting shot or held at gunpoint was very low, where the kids were relatively well mannered and well heeled with all the resources he could ever want. He had a girlfriend she guessed... and probably a dog of some sort... he seemed like the dog kind of guy. He was probably perfectly content with his life. She knew she should be content with hers too. She had a nice group of friends, a boyfriend who normally respected her and spoiled her, a nice car, all the money she could ever need.... But it just didn;t satisfy her- it was all so material... so pastic and fake... just like she acted. It didn;t show as much if she acted happy and cool, people loved her, and she loved the girl they loved- her mask.

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