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 Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 12:07 am
 Michael was in the handicapped stall of the bathroom zipping up his pants when he heard the bell ring. "It was good." He said as he turned to the boy next to him just before he walked out of the stall. Michael sighed and followed him out and checked himself in the mirror. Once he gave himself a good look over he headed out of the bathroom into the busy hallway where he immediately spotted the colorful blob that was Psyber. "Look who it is!" He said after he pushed through the crowd to join the two. "I just finished my last class for the day. It was riveting." He giggled a little and eyed Psyber. He knew that she understood what he said. "Do eiether of you have another class today?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 8:51 pm
 XXXXXX☼XXArlene "Psyber" Marianth"I do. My math. Ugh. And of course you like your last class, Mikey. You whore," she teased, nudging him. "Well, I must run along now! See you later at the Cave!" she giggled, trotting off loudly down the hall. "Oh! By the way, he has a crush on Steven!" she shouted back at her friend with a gleeful giggle. XXXXXXXXX» » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » » »● ● ●rejoice and →♡← yourself today.XXX 'Cause, Baby, you were ▬XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
BORN THIS WAY.XXXXX
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 8:52 pm
 Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Ren blinked after her blankly before turning a dark red in the face. "I do not!" he squeaked with a pout. He then turned to Michael. "Um...I don't have anymore classes, so, I guess I'll walk home now..," he mumbled awkwardly, glancing around a bit and shuffling his feet.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 8:55 pm
"Cute.... cute." Michael said as he grabbed Ren's wrist and led him through the crowded hall. "He's pretty hot but I could never get over the whole sound thing. Too much maintenance for me." he continued down through the halls continuing on a conversation with a girl that walked up beside them before she turned off onto another hall and the crowd got smaller and smaller until it was just a few students and they we're outside, obviously at the back edge of the large confusing school campus. "So tell me about yourself Ren." he said with a little too much enthusiasm. They we're now walking down a set of stairs that led down to the roadside. Once at the bottom they turned left and continued on the side walk into a residential part of the town. He was now absent-mindedly holding Ren's hand and couldn't care less even if he had realized it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 7:40 am
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"U-Um... I-I play piano...pretty well, I guess. That's what people tell me... I um...I don't have anyone left except my older sister...and a cousin that doesn't really like me much... U-Um I was raised in England until I was twelve. We moved to America then. This is my first in-country move..." He blushed darkly as he still felt Michael holding his hand. Roku held onto his free one as they walked. "I-I lived in New york before moving here... I like it here better. It's greener and more peaceful... I live in the Greenwood apartments right now... Um...I just got a job at the Hot Topic down the road...and Spencer's on the weekends. I start at Hot Topic tomorrow..." He looked at his feet nervously. "U-Um...what about you?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 3:31 pm
"Never that big a fan of the piano. There's one in my house though. I work at Barnes and Nobles in Riverside Mall. Books are great." They turned onto another street and kept walking until they came upon a large house on a small lot that was overgrown with trees just enough so that it looked good. "Here's home!" Michael said as they began to walk up the steps of the porch. "Just let me get my car keys." He led Ren inside the awkwardly quiet house and upstairs into his spotless bedroom. "What do you think?" Michael said as he jumped onto his bed and rolled around to the other side to dig in his night stand. 
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 12:13 pm
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"O-Oh... Piano is by far my favourite instrument... I think it sounds so beautiful..," he said softly, playing with his fingers absently. "Really? I love books... I read a lot because I don't really have friends to go anywhere with..." He followed Michael inside and up the stairs. He stood in the doorway awkwardly as he glanced around. "It's so clean...and well-decorated... My room's not even completely unpacked yet... It's so bare and unorganized..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 1:33 pm
"You should let me help you unpack!" Michael shrieked as he pulled out a bland set of keys with just a few keys an a white lanyard attached to it. "I have nothing better to do tonight!" He jumped up from his bed and stood right in front of Ren and toyed with his keys for a moment before looking up at him. "Well actually I was planning on just sitting around in my pajamas. Maybe order a pizza. You seem more fun than a pizza." With this he started to lead Ren out of his room and downstairs. "What do you say?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 11:01 pm
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"U-Uhm, sure. I'd like that," he said with a slight smile, eyes shining. "I-It really beats unpacking it all myself... A-And I'm sure my momm won't mind... M-Maybe you could even spend the night..?" he asked timidly, blushing a little. "I...I don't like being alone, really..." He squeezed Roku's hand gently in anticipation as they walked. They slid into Michael's car--Roku getting in the backseat by phazing through the metal--and began driving to Ren's house.
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Posted: Fri Mar 22, 2013 7:46 pm
"So why have you moved here?" Michael asked as he toyed with the radio at a red light. "No wait, let me guess. One of your generic parents got a generic promotion forcing you to relocate to Genericville, Minnesota? The most normal place on Earth?" Michael smiled and looked over at Ren. His red hair was transfixing and difficult to take yours eyes off of. Micheal looked at it as much as he possibly could. Even out of the corner of his eyes while he was driving. Michael had been right about how generic this town was. It wasn't too big, had the average amount of business's, and even the layout was generic. Basic city blocks that were only broken by the river to the east and the cliffs that rose above the town like trees on the edge of farmland. Perfect place to grow up. Perfect place to retire.
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Posted: Fri Mar 22, 2013 8:34 pm
 "Kindness is a language which deaf can hear and the blind can see."
-Mark Twain Steven pushed some pasta around in a tupperware container in the south courtyard of the school building. The awkward looking area was no larger than the half the cafeteria and was surrounded on all but one side by different age buildings. The east side of the courtyard was closed in by a walk-way that connected the north and south buildings and immediately dropped down half a story on the opposite side. At the bottom was a small parking area that bordered a road with an old fashioned main street style row of shops on the opposite side. If Steven sat at just the right position, he was able to see over the roof of one of the lower buildings and out onto the city on the opposite side of the river. Occasionally a group of students would pass him but other than that, the courtyard generally stayed empty.
Steven considered the courtyard to be his safe haven in the school. He came here during lunch and on his off period. It was peaceful and he was free to do as he wished. On this day he was singing.
Steven looked up at a plane in the cloudless sky and observed the trail it left in it's path, All the while reaching a part of the song that enabled him to sing at the top of his lungs. He never really sang before the accident. He wasn't too sure whether or not he had a nice voice. So when he looked back down at the city and saw a familiar face observing him from beneath the covered walk-way, he gathered his things as quickly as he could and ran for the nearest door.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 12:49 pm
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"U-Um... No... W-Well, kinda... Um... M-My dad died, and m-my mom and I...couldn't l-live in that house anym-more...so she transferred to a b-business over here and w-we moved..," he explained quietly, avoiding Michael's gaze. "Sh-She just happened to g-get a promotion at w-work yesterday b-because she got good notes from the m-manager at the other store..." He glanced out of the window, trying to keep the sad expression off of his face.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 4:15 am
"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't even imagine." Michael said with a complete change of tone. He looked down at a bracelet on his wrist while waiting for the light to change. He zoned out for just a moment, becoming lost in a memory that he had just came into his mind. The moment the light turned green he readjusted how he was sitting and smiled. "Well, you know, the past is the past. No reason to sit around and wallow in it." So, what's your last name?Did you ever even tell me your last name? I can't remember. God I am such a horrible person."
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 12:35 am
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
"O-Oh, no, it's fine!" Ren told him quickly, shaking his head. "You didn't know! I just... I try not to think about it as much..." He smiled over at him the best he could. "O-Oh, um... It's Thomas. Ren Thomas. I-I know, it's kind of an odd name..," he added softly, looking down at his lap. "You're not a horrible person... Just...forgetful, I-I guess..." He smiled back up at him shyly once again, trying to open himself up more to this person. He needed a friend here...or he didn't think he would survive.
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