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5 yrs ago
Current This is 'Chicogal' if anyone remembers me - new name :)
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5 yrs ago
Maybe I'm back...
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7 yrs ago
Goodnight, travel well.
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Mainly 1x1s these days.

My former username was Chicogal.

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@A Tattooed Girl Hey, I assume the teacher will tell her where to sit? ;)
Alyssa Wells


Alyssa came to a stop as another boy appeared around a corner, hovering awkwardly slightly behind Dylan. She wasn't sure what to make of him, almost aggressive but not quite. She stepped forward to shake his hand, unable to help the way she instinctively bit down on her lip. "Nice to meet you," she responded in kind, voice characteristically quiet. They seemed to be good buddies, and soon enough they moved on once more.

Maybe she already liked her companion - he was kind to open the door for her, although it meant that she had to go in first. She took a second to compose herself, gave Dylan a breathy, "Thank you," and walked inside. Immediately, she was greeted by the sight of a busy classroom. She paused for a moment, slightly overwhelmed, before looking quickly to the teacher for guidance.

;)
Oops. Forgot to tag Smiles, and apparently it doesn't work in an edit - sorry. xD @SmileyJaws Posted!
Alyssa Wells




Alyssa's hands tightened in her lap as the engine revved, immediately regretting her decision to take a lift. She closed her eyes for just a second, tensing up - and then, they were fine. She glanced sideways at him - Dylan, she reminded herself - as his hoodie brushed against her, eyes widening slightly at the pack dropped into her lap. "O-oh, thank you." The music turned up loud, and she surreptitiously glanced sideways at him again. It was a shy, hesitant smile that spread across her lips at his antics. Taking out the towel, she gently dabbed at her clothing. She'd noticed the heaviness of the bag, the glean of leather - was it boxing gloves that she'd noticed?

~~~

Alyssa could barely breathe for nerves as they drew into the school. It seemed semi-deserted, to her sinking heart's displeasure. They were very late. But at least she maybe wouldn't miss first lesson, thanks to him. She hopped out after Dylan, giving him another one of her hesitant smiles. "Which class are you in? I'm meant to be heading into the sophomore class, but... new." Her voice trembled, much to her displeasure. Expression a little stiff, she dipped her head and adjusted her backpack straps.
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You Google search "clip to Polyvore" and follow the instructions. There's a link you have to drag into your Bookmarks tab, then you can just click View Image on the image you want and then click the link in your Bookmarks.


Edit: Also, this is what's in the "Class Schedule for Sophomores" hider on the first page in the Char tab.
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That was two and a half days ago. XD



Edit the 2nd: I edited my Character and Relation sheets a bit.
Edits include:

  • All sheets are now in the same post, for easier location.
  • All characters have been added to both Relations Sheets
  • Some formatting changes, more text, and other edits to both RSs.

Upcoming changes include:

  • In the process of changing Toby's color from DodgerBlue to OliveDrab
  • Finding a font for Tae Min's CS titles.


It wasn't due to me using Dodgerblue, was it? I don't mind changing Alyssa's, I feel bad now. Didn't realise they had the same shade ;_;
Alyssa Wells




It took a moment or two for Alyssa to snap out of her reverie, the bad thoughts rebounding off the inside of her skull. She hadn't expected him to stop, but here he was, reversing toward her. Taking an awkward step to the side, she blinked as he apologised. "Oh, it's okay," she mumbled, despite it being a little bit not. But what was he going to do - and in any case, this wasn't turning out to be the best of days anyway. She was wondering the same about him as he asked, and she nodded shyly, one of her hands forming a fist again at her side as she tucked a piece of hair around her ear.

"O-oh? That's very kind of you..." Alyssa glanced down the rather long road, and then back to him. There was no telling if he was for real, but at this point, she decided to trust her instinct. "Thank you." For the first time in their exchange, she smiled, opening the car door. She hopped inside, and was careful not to slam the door. She glanced down at the side of her pants, where they were wet - it actually wasn't that bad - before looking back at him. "My name's Alyssa," she said quietly, pulling on her seatbelt, hoping like Hell that he wasn't going to tell this tale to all his friends.

@SmileyJaws
@Chicogal I can only read so much right now (working still) so forgive me if I missed something on the next page, but if u decide to go with an in-school bully, Colton is kind of an arse..if u wanna make him her, maybe childhood bully, I'd be down. Maybe Colton follows the old saying "if he's mean to you, he likes you" lol


sure thing! The more bullies, the better ;) So he doesn't really hate her? but she'd take it as such...

mwahahahaha
Alyssa Wells




Oh, of all days that she had to run late.

There were many reasons why Alyssa's heart beat fast during the day. Too many people, a public bathroom, groups of girls so much as glancing over at her. However, this morning, it was due to the fact that she was running. Her parents left early for work, and unfortunately her alarm hadn't gone off. She'd awoken ten minutes later than she'd wanted (after having tossed and turned all night) and the shower had been cold. Then, she'd misplaced one of her textbooks (it had been in her bag all along) as well as her house keys (unfortunately, she'd had to leave the door unlocked).

Alyssa was nervous. She'd wanted this to be a good start, a fresh start, a surreptitious start. Now she was going to be that awkward new late kid. Would it earn her another cruel nickname? Nausea washed over her like a fog, and she had to stop for a moment to recollect herself. Slightly hunched over, puffing with exertion, the backpack hanging down from her shoulders looking heavier than she was. Her hands balled into fists to just hold on, to not scream or start crying. When she eventually relaxed her hands again, dark red crescent marks were inlaid in the skin of her palms.

With a sigh, she started walking again. Great - she was getting sweaty too. Fantastic. Alyssa wanted to cry. Either super late, or sweaty. She didn't know what was worse. Cars zoomed by, and she looked at the back of them wistfully. How she wished that she could drive and have a car. In that momentary lapse of concentration, she didn't hear the car close behind or realise how she was drifting toward the road. A moment later, she was splashed as the car zoomed by.

Stopping straight in her tracks, she stared down at herself - sadly dripping a bit of water - and the fight seemed to drain out of her. Alyssa felt like she was either going to cry, scream or just die right here on this very pavement.
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