<font color=reD>Her excuse for hiding out in the park instead of being in English? She had none, other than the fact she was hiding out. Her jeans hung low on her hips, a tight black ripped jersey hugged her form and hung over her shoulders, a white tank beneath it doing little for the rain. A cigarette rested between her lips and her headphones cut off any sound from the outside world, however how could she miss that over-familiar wet nose in her face. She smirked a little and pushed the dog away slightly from where she sat in a dry patch under a thick branched tree. She glanced around for Damien easily, quite pleased to have found such good company for her mischief.</font> -- Realistic Dreams : The Future : The Park

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Date Posted: 19:31:30 10/22/04 Fri
Author: Zara
Subject: Her excuse for hiding out in the park instead of being in English? She had none, other than the fact she was hiding out. Her jeans hung low on her hips, a tight black ripped jersey hugged her form and hung over her shoulders, a white tank beneath it doing little for the rain. A cigarette rested between her lips and her headphones cut off any sound from the outside world, however how could she miss that over-familiar wet nose in her face. She smirked a little and pushed the dog away slightly from where she sat in a dry patch under a thick branched tree. She glanced around for Damien easily, quite pleased to have found such good company for her mischief.
In reply to: Damien 's message, "So wrapped into you.." on 19:16:20 10/22/04 Fri

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He laughed softly as he followed Diva's attention and spotted her, then shook his head slowly, hands shoving into his pockets as he adjusted his direction to move towards her. "Why aren't you in school, miss?" A brow cocked and he slowed to a stop right infront of her, head tipping back ever so slightly. (NT) -- Damien, 19:36:14 10/22/04 Fri

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