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Post by Chilepanda♫ on May 21, 2012 5:11:06 GMT -7
"Oof!" Sierra made a muffled sound when some boy sat on her. Some way to teach a crying girl. She figured this guys probably wasn't any kind of chick magnet. She kicked, easily flinging him off of the pillows. He must've been super light. She stood, smoothing the t-shirt that outlined her waist nicely."Sorry." She scowled at him, her flat blonde hair returning to her head. Two long locks framed her face as she whipped around, books clutched tightly to her. She knew the boy knew she was in the pile, so he sat on her on purpose. What a jerk. She didn't bother with the fact that there were probably some unanswered questions, because thanks to Mr. Lightweight, she wasn't feeling up to talking. Not like she was in the first place.
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