The bark was rubbing against her back. It made the feeling of her already itchy sweater feel worse. She tried to adjust herself as she moved the pencil back and fourth swiftly. She didn't have a class this block, but she knew that soon, she would have to pack all of her stuff up and get a move on. S...

Liney was just about to take a healthy bite of his shit suprise when he noticed a familiar face coming towards the table. It was none other then Garry-fucking-Dodd. "Agh! He's probably out to kill me or something! Quick, Vinnie, hide me!" Vincent looked at Liney, watching as his once nonch...

((Vincent continued from: Grade Eleven Blues )) ((Liney continued from: Grade Eleven Blues... )) Liney had just walked away from Vincent "Ryanster"-Ryans. Liney looked up to him often, only because he thought he represented one of those brood guys with a lot in their mind. It wasn't as if...

((Vincent continued from: Little House in the Apartments )) ((Liney continued from: The Stairwell )) Vincent sat back, listening to the fight that took place before him. He knew that Rupert was a complete retard, but things had made him believe that even more. Andrew was almost a god for tolerating...

Liney was fucking scared. He shivered as he had watch this kid go smacking the bloody hell out of this other twat. It was like one of those wrestling shows, only this wasn't a ring, but a flight of jagged "up-down-up-downs". He watch as the kid dargged the other kid away, almost as if he h...

"Welcome back." Julia looked over to Meri, her face still in a twisted look. Julia wasn't too sure she wanted to talk to her anymore, and from what she got out of Meri, she wasn't anyone she would have volenteered to talk to anyways. "So, I was thinking of heading home. I gotta go do ...

Julia didn't understand why this little girl was trying to intimidate her, but she instead kept friendly instead of laughing at her huffy face. "I drew you because I was bored and you were there. I was just looking for a model and you fit an ideal for what I wanted to draw. That alright with yo...

Julia watched as John got up and left to go do something momentarily. She looked at Meri. This was a chance for her to talk with her, seeing as she relly had said much before. "Hey, um, so, are you his girlfriend or his friend?" Good job, Jules, she thought. You sounded like a complete ret...

Julia felt kind of uncomfortable sitting at a table with two complete stranger, one of whom was trying to find out about her. She quickly glanced back at Meri. She really wasn't sure what her relation was to John, but she hoped that she wasn't being rude. Just to be careful, she smiled at Mari. It w...

"Julia. I don't mind Jules sometimes." She looked at the picture he had shown. It was drawn so skillfully, giving a surreal yet real glance at this old woman's gracious being in feeding the geese. She loved the way it was drawn, with each line and mark. It was superior to her pictures. She...

Come on Jules... you have a golden opportunity right in front of you. A guy wants you to go eat lunch with him. why? To see your once unimportant sketches. Julia whisped her thoughts for what seemed like moments, in reality only a few seconds. She then looked into the honest eyes of the guy and nod...

Julia heard someone yelling. She stopped outside of the shop, maybe wondering if it was one of the people from that table. She wasn't exactly sure if she should see who it was or if she sould go onwards liek some mysterious figure. She decided the latter would only feel stupid. It wasn't some superh...

Julia recieved her drink with a slight "Thanks" attached to it. She sipped out of the straw and tried to put the finishing touches on her sketch. It was of the girl in one of the booths near hers. She has a strange aura about her; depressed, yet, overly hopeful. She was talking to an older...

((Continued from: The Courtyard )) OOC: Still kind of confused about how these board work... if this isn't supposed to be here, please tell me. o.o Julia walked slowly into the bar and grill. She looked around, trying to avoid the friendly hostess so she could just sit somewhere for a bit in peace a...

Vincent looked at the different varieties of tea. There was a lot of the ones he'd been used to seeing in those crappy little packets found in his mother's tea tin. Earl Grey. Peppermint. Darjeeling. Black. Green. He just didn't really see much variety in teas, but none the less, he was damn thirsty...