Post by Khyrah Bastanak on Aug 29, 2007 18:54:22 GMT -8
Yes... that's italian. Yes, she's been here all along. Just you know, trying to get through her freshmen year without getting killed and bogged down with all the work. It wasn't bad, it was just... work she wasn't used to. It was different than middle school. High school was much different. All this crap going on, all the drama, all the events, all the.. violence. The senseless violence she usually hears from her dad, that her mom ends up treating the victims of. It was disgusting really, so she stayed out of it the best she could, trying her very best to be a model student.
"Another day, another dime."
Wait... I'm not at a job that makes me money... SHIT I'VE BEEN JIPPED!
She lounged in a chair in the cafeteria, it was scooted back a bit, just a bit. Enough for her legs to be comfortably situated between her ass and the table, with her heels resting on the tabletop. She was too laid back at times. But who cared? It was one of the worst schools in the area, she deserved to lounge.
"Another day, another dime."
Wait... I'm not at a job that makes me money... SHIT I'VE BEEN JIPPED!
She lounged in a chair in the cafeteria, it was scooted back a bit, just a bit. Enough for her legs to be comfortably situated between her ass and the table, with her heels resting on the tabletop. She was too laid back at times. But who cared? It was one of the worst schools in the area, she deserved to lounge.