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Classroom Eleven An empty classroom on the ground floor. ooc: All SS Board Rules apply in this thread. |
Maddie strolled into the little classroom and waited for Simon. She sang under her breath as she waited, Taylor Swift's White Horse. She sat on a desk and swang her legs back and forth, and played with her hair. |
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Simon sat down next to Maddie and started to swing his feet backwards and forwards wondering what to say next, he was scared that if he said anything Maddie wouldn't believe him. "So what have you been upto lately?" He decided that was the best way to go. |
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Ellie walked in, curiously. What was in this little room. She walked in and saw..well... and empty classroom. Looking around she spotted something else. Maddie. Crying. She wasn't sure whether she should go up to her, seeing as she was with that kid... So she just stood in the doorway torn between comforting her friend, or leaving her with her company. |
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'Madeline, I saw the letter that you sent your father, even though I told you in no uncertain terms not to contact us in the term time. In answer to your question, no you may not come home at Christmas, you are to stay at your freak school until summer. When you arrive, you can be sure punishment will be awaiting you for disobrying me. Antoinette Force |
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'Simon, you really mean it? I can come to Hollian for the holiday?' Maddie asked, giving him anther hug, and wiping her tears away. |
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Oh wow. Ellie knew too much now. She made a mental note to keep all of this a secret and quietly backed out of the room and toward.... the lake maybe? That would be nice. Yes, she'd go to the lake. |
Amy burst into the empty classroom and sank down against the door, crying, her eyes red and her mascara running down her face, she rocked again and again over the door, cursing herself again and again |
Maddie saw Amy inside and ventured towards her. She didn't speak, she just set the music Amy had written, fixed back together with a neat little charm, on the des beside her. |
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