taking a break... [O P E N]

[christina]

Rescue me from everything
i just want to live, i wish i could breath
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Riiiiiiing! Lexie groaned as the annoying ringing of the bell that signified that the block was over rousing her from the nap she had been having during junior math class. She raised her head from the desk, her golden mane of tiny ringlets getting thrown over her sholders to spill down her back in a cascade of gold. She rubbed her eyes, smearing her mascara slightly, as she gathered her supplies. She glanced at her teacher who was glaring at her and took at breath, prepairing to get chewed out "Maybe tomorrow you would like to join us, Miss Harper" Lexie rolled her bright aqua eyes but nodded her head and forced a smile to grace her face before she turned and walked out of the classroom.

It was time for her to go to her third block class, Hip-hop Dance. She walked to the Dance Hall and past doors where other dance classes were being held but as she passed one door she slowed down until she stopped and walked backwards slowly until she was standing in front of it. She glanced around, her golden curls moving slightly with the motion. No one around her would notice her slipping into the room. She twisted the shiny brass knob and walked in, dropping her stuff on the floor.

She bent down and unzipped her bookbag, removing her Ipod and a set of clothes. She quickly changed into the soft cotton shorts and tank top. She looked at herself in the mirrors that made up the walls. The tank top was a little short, reaching about the middle of her navel and the shorts were slightly short too, stopping a little above the middle of her thigh so a good amount of her tanned legs were visible. She left her shoes off and removed her socks, she danced better when she didn't have anything on her feet. She unrolled her ear-buds and pressed them into her ears, turning her Ipod on. Can You Keep A Secret by The Cab started playing and she began to move.

Her body moved smoothly and gacefully, not in the chopy movements most people danced in. She rolled her body before moving her hips in a circle as she worked her body lower until her behind nearly brushed the floor. She twisted her body as she rose up again, bringing her to face the opposite direction and send her golden hair fly out in a arc behind her. She should have pulled it back but too late now, Lexie was focused on dancing and the only thing that would stop her was someone else coming into the room. But really, what were the chances of that happening?

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status • complete
word count • 449.... not my best but I haven't rped in a while. Sorry!
lyrics • rescue me by hawthorne heights
credit • AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? @ caution
notes • none =)

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[jared]

just to get by try to stay high
it's a good life end of discussion
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The bell to signify the end of block two classes rang, and Jared's senior English class rose from their chairs. "Everybody drop your assignment on my desk on the way out!" Mrs Rawson, the teacher, said as the students began to pile out of the classroom and into the corridor. Having been sitting in the back row, Jared was one of the last to leave. "See ya' tomorrow Mrs R'!" He called as his leading leg crossed the threshold of the door and he started to head towards the end of the corridor.

Looking into his messenger bag, Jared's eyes searched for the timetable which he had placed in it and, upon finding it, his hand reached in and extracted it. He unfolded the green sheet of paper twice and, realizing that it was the wrong way around, rotated it 180 degrees in his hands. Now that the typed letters were the right way up, Jared quickly read which class he had next and a small smile settled upon his face. He had dance class. Sure, it wasn't contemporary, but he liked ballroom nevertheless. Not only was it fun but the teacher got really involved in the lessons and gave you constant feedback on your steps and posture, something that all of the students enjoyed. Ah, yes, Miss Ackerman certainly made ballroom twice if not three times as good then it should be.

Before he could go to class however, Jared had to make a detour via his locker. Once he had made his way to it, he inserted the key into the hole and twisted it around and gave the locker a few hard tugs so that it would open. The blonde the pulled out the bag which held his dance kit and firmly shut the door, before slinging the kit bag over his shoulder, locking the locker, and making his way through the school to the dance block.

Jared made his way past each dance hall, looking in at each one as he did so. There wasn't really anything out of the ordinary going on as the students were listening to the teachers give out instructions. One room in particular did catch his eye however. Not because of the dance routine being performed inside of it, but because there was only one person inside it. The girl inside had long golden hair, and was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts. Most guys would probably be focusing on her body, and while Jared would admit that he had taken a few seconds to admire it, he was more interested in her routine. He watched as she went down to the floor and came back up facing in a different direction. Giving a small smile, Jared quietly pushed the door open, slipped inside, and then lent his back against the door. "Nice dance!" He called out, crossing his arms across his chest as he did so.

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Status: Finito.
Lyrics: Martyr Me by The Get Up Kids
Word Count: 492
Notes: Hope you don't mind if I jump in. I haven't rp'd in a long time so i'm pretty rusty, and by pretty I mean really.