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 Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:21 pm
Jin smiled and blushed. "Thank you...And yes, the boy was my old boyfriend...he died and I made that in his memory...the I added the tiger as a metaphorical element of the painting. He was very bold in the way he lived. He never held anything back, never bit his tongue, stood up for what he believed in, much like a proud and fierce tiger." he said, a tear coming from his eye.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:23 pm
Chris laughed. "I'm insulted! A shark could never catch me!" he said. "The notes would be nice though, thanks."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:28 pm
"I know a shark couldn't get you I mean coach made me go to all your meets last year." Rex said. "I just added it in to make it seem more noble of you." He said laughing. "Yeah I'll give you the notes after school and before practice. So see you then." He said walking to his next class.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:30 pm
At the man's words he began to tear, a small pearl falling from his left eye. He choaked them back, wipping his face, turning around to hide his emotion.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:31 pm
the woman finally found her class just as the bell rang for the previous class to end. She walked in and slammed her papers down on the desk. "*Censored*."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:43 pm
Chris sighed and went to sleep, hoping he wouldn't be there too long.
Jin wiped away his tears some and continued to talk. "He pushed a toddler out of the street, to save him from an oncoming semi-truck....He wasn't messed up to bad on the outside, but he was put in a coma, after five months, his family gave up and pulled the plug. I tried to-" he began to cry uncontrollably. "I tried to stop them, but they had their minds made up....I- miss him so much..." he said, wiping his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:47 pm
Rex got to his next class. He sat down and waited for the teacher to show up. He looked and saw that Chris' seat was open again. Ok so far he's in my first two classes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:52 pm
[[lol, his name is Rex, not Alex]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:54 pm
((My bad I was yelling at m younger bro and forgot to change it.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:04 pm
Both men were crying, but Karl's tears had nothing to do with the painting. Why was he crying? It was his first day...no, that wasn't why. Was this man's story the reason? He didn't know, but suddenly, the room felt stuffy.
"Jin...Herr Lehrer, I must go to my class now." He sped up for the door, and realized, even though he didn't understand his emotions, he should not burn this bridge.
"We'll talk later, yes?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:12 pm
Jin wiped his eyes and held back more tears. "I'm sorry for getting so hysterical, that doesn't usually happen." He said, sitting at his desk, putting a hand through his hair. "I'll talk to you later." he said.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:34 pm
He made a small smile and started for downstairs, needing to get to his next class.
((I'll be back in about an hour and a half))
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:36 pm
[[Actually, I'm off to bed. Work at A&F tomorrow.]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:49 pm
"Crap. It's my first day as a teacher here and I don't know where any of my classrooms are at." Gabriel Delamurte said.
A 26 year old man who is very stricked, but also down to earth. He enjoys the company of friends, but the problem is, he doesn't like to make friends.
But at parties or bars, once has had enough for a buzz, he becomes more relaxed and begins to speak with people.
Delamurte decides to go out and find some one to help him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 7:30 pm
Leaving the fourth floor and walking toward what would be the second class of his first day, he suddenly remembered: "I forgot my books!"
Running toward the second floor lab room, he ran quickly, saying excuse me to anyone he almost ran into on the stairs. He was running so fast, he forgot to turn onto the second floor. Running into the first floor, before he could stop himself, he ran into another person.
He looked up at the man with black hair and stuble. "Hallo, I'm Karl."
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