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 Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 2:52 pm
Rashime sat on the deck of the ship. He had been there since 6 that morning. He didnt like it when everyone else was up because the deck was always crowded. He sighed in content as he heard the waves hitting the boat. He checked his watch and almost fell out of his chair. He didnt realize that it was almost 8 he would be late for the lecture and that wouldnt be fun because then he would have to get notes from someone else. That would mean talking to them and he didnt like that.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 2:58 pm
James groaned as his alarm started ringing once again. “Okaaay!” She exclaimed and slammed his hand down on the electric devise next to his bed. He was wearing a baggy pair of pink and navy blue horizontal striped pants, and that was it. His light blonde hair was sticking up at odd angles and a line of dried on drool decorated his face.
He rubbed the buggers from his hazel eyes and sat up slowly, only to look at the clock and yelp. “NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!” He had hit the snooze button three to many times and was going to be to late to catch the breakfast bar in the restaurant and re really like all you can eat sausage. He jumped out of bed, and immediately tripped over his bunny slippers and smacked his elbow on the bedside table. “Ouch.” Now with more causion he righted himself and got dressed in a pair of nice not to tight but still good looking jeans, and a tight green tee. He put a cute dolphin earring in his left ear, and stumbled over to the sink to relieve himself, and wash his face.
After he was content with his appearance he grabbed his man bag and ran out the door. He raced down the almost empty hallways a horrible foolish smile on his face. “Sorry! Excuse me!” He apologized as he almost knocked people over. When he reached the top of the stairs and was on deck near teh railing he closed his eyes momentarily only to feel someone collide with him, and he let go of his bag to grab who ever it was. “Oh!” He held the person close as he felt the deck smack his side, and he rolled and slid a few meters before coming to a stop and opening his eyes.
What he saw surprised him, in his arms he held the Italian. Her name was Amalia or something, she was cute, and bright. Not someone who liked to spend time with him often though. “Oh my god! I-I’m sooo sorry!” He knelt over her and looked around only to see that his man bag had exploded all over the deck. He sighed and looked back down at her.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:03 pm
Amalia's bag had dumped all its contents as well. "Er-" she sat up a bit, looking at the recipe book next to him. "Its alright," she replied softly, smiling weakly at him. "I spaced out anyways, I didn't see you coming." she began to gather her notebooks, picking up her recipe book first.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 5:20 pm
Alex wasn't sure he still wanted to go to the morning lecture. He would end up goin of course. He could understand more English than he couls speak. It would be easiest to go to the lecture, rather than have to ask someone for notes later. He said his morning prayers, ate something from room service then got dressed and grabbed his schoolbag.
He carefully avoided the mess of the two that had collided. He only paused a moment to grab a paper he didn't think they saw. He offered it to the girl. "Is yours?" And then he dropped it in front of her and went on to class.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 5:35 pm
Amalia watched as Alex came and left before she could do anything. She took the paper, getting up.
"I'll see you later- er-" she looked at the Canadian, fumbling for a name she doubted she'd ever learned. "J-James!" she finally grasped it, "Its James right? I'm sorry, I have to go to class- quick," she quickly but carefully stuffed her books into her back, "I-I'll see you later!" she ran off, before slipping in a puddle of water and falling on her butt.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 7:39 pm
James cringed as she fell, and rushed to help her up. "Ah, I'm really sorry " He held out his hand for her to take, And smiled down at her. "And, Ya, I'm James, You're Amy right?" He had to make sure. "Can I call you Amy...Oh!" He remembered that he had a lecture that was starting in less than a minute and he had to be there "I-I'm sorry I have a-a thing!" He smiled apologetically and rushed to collect all the thinks he had dropped holding them in his arms before stuffing them into his bag, and taking off down the deck towards the other staircase. His stomach growled in disappointment, but learning was more important than all you can eat sausage.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 7:39 pm
Bast giggled gently, after seeing the two crash into each other, afraid that they would hear her. But once Alex went by she hushed right up, and couldn't help herself but to stare.
He was one of the most gorgeous men she's ever seen. Dumbstruck, she just stood there, and lost track of time, realising that she was going to be soo late for her first lecture in trig. and she already had such a hard time with keeping up with any math class, she scurried away.
While stopping right outside the door for her class, she checked her zebra printed jansport backpack, to make sure she had a notebook and some pencils, along with a sharpener and eraser.
"Good," she whispered underneath her breath, as she sighed, and walked into the class taking her seat. Bast was soo embarrassed with the random outbursts her tummy was making, growing louder and louder throughout the session, she eventually excused herself to the restroom to scarf down a granola bar.
When she came out she bumped into another student, who had the most amazing eyes. She quietly entered the class again, and took her seat, to finish off the lesson.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 7:49 pm
Amalia laughed a bit when James rushed off as she had, then got up. She winced, feeling a pain in the inside of her upper leg. It hurt a lot, but she limped to her class. The pain in her leg had help her overcome her earlier nausea, but the fact that it hurt wasn't a good thing.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 7:58 pm
James got to class on time, and took his normal spot in the front row. His stomach growled violently and he cringed. He knew that he was going to have trouble focusing today for sure. He dug around in his bag and took out his math notebook, a red mechanical pencil, a calculator, and to his delight a small old kind of melted peppermint candy. He stuck the mint in his mouth and flipped his note book open to the next blank page. "Mmmm...Minty." He smirked and whispered to himself. He would have to order a vat of mashed potatoes for lunch to reward himself for attending class... Did they even serve mashed potatoes? They had some pretty weird food on that ship.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:02 pm
Amalia managed to snag a spot in the front row of her class. Coincidentally, it was next to James. She pulled out the notebook where she kept the notes for this particular class. She began to take notes on what the professor was saying in her very neat handwriting. She ignored the growls of her protesting stomach while doing this.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:10 pm
James sighed when he realized that he already knew most of today’s lecture, The professor was just going over the concept one more time to make sure everybody had it. He glanced over to see that Amy was sitting next to him. Discreetly he ripped a paper from his note book and scribbled, ‘Sorry I ran off like that, I hope you can forgive me. I acted like a real jerk.’ He looked coughed and slid the paper until it butted up against her notebook.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:13 pm
Amalia blinked when a paper bumped her notebook. She let her attention wander from the Professor to the note as she opened it. She smiled a bit, then wrote a reply.
'Don't worry, I did the same thing.' She slid it back towards him, not really correcting him calling her 'Amy'. It wasn't that far from her real name anyways.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:23 pm
James looked at the note and grinned, She was being really forgiving and nice about it. He heard her stomach growl a little and his own was trying to claw it's way out of his belly. He wrote, 'Thanks, Can I escort you to lunch after this? As a formal apology?' He slid it back and watched her face with his hopeful bright eyes.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:27 pm
Amalia blinked at him, then smiled, 'How about I cook lunch, as my apology?' she suggested in her note, hoping to be able to cook a meal for someone on this trip. She passed it back to him.
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