Angela Chase (
chasingangela) wrote2006-08-31 10:39 pm
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Thursday night, room 304
So there had been more goodbyes and some post-goodbye recovery, and time to be emo and talk to Marty, Nadia and new boy JD on the roof. Angela was mostly happy to be alone with her thoughts as she laid back on her bed.
Feeling like she should at least do something mildly productive, she opened Marty's borrowed laptop and checked her
...and it reminded her of a whole new set of people she had to miss. She stared glumly out the window into the night.
[OOC: Mostly for Marty. This has been such an emo week.]
Feeling like she should at least do something mildly productive, she opened Marty's borrowed laptop and checked her
From: rmgraff@liberty.allegheny.k12.pa.edu
To: angela.chase@fandomhigh.net
Subject: This email thing
Hey Angelika -
So somebody gave our school, like, a ton of money and they decided to spend it getting this fancy computer lab. Everything here is all shiny and white and it reminds me of a hospital or spaceship. And Cherski's ex just got busted looking at the Swedish Bikini Team fan site. Mr. DiLeonardo's scalp is turning purple.
Ricky says hi and to let you know he has a boyfriend. He said "friend," but he totally blushes when he says his name, it's cute.
Anyhow, we are all seniors and you are not here and we miss you. Are you ever coming home? We had this whole breakthrough with talking again this summer but since then it's been, like, nothing. I guess the future is way more interesting than now? Say hi to Marty for me, he was cool.
Bye,
Rayanne
...and it reminded her of a whole new set of people she had to miss. She stared glumly out the window into the night.
[OOC: Mostly for Marty. This has been such an emo week.]
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She is a very bad liar.
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She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, feeling she owed an explanation. "I got an email from home," she said.
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No, this wasn't terribly logical. Shhh.
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Marty turned around and walked out of the room slamming the door as he went.
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And then cried herself to sleep.