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Aries---I sat on the chair, my back erect and my eyes focused on the screen of black in front. I watched as the slim female teacher began to etch words of chalk on that plain board and smiled at the love I had in learning. She finished writing the little sentence and continued writing more. As I began to read, my interest perked up and I awaited for her to finish and start her talk, disscusion as I called it (or yap as some of the less significant named).
Artemis---I sighed and banged my head against the hard wood of my desk as the teacher wrote and wrote and droned on and on...I honestly had no idea how some people (namely the know-it-all...aka Aries) listened to her on and on. Aries-that gave me an idea...I took out the thick straw I saved from my last visit to the bubble tea shop. Sticking some tissue from the bathroom into it, I posed my mouth against it, spit a little and blew as hard as I could to send the spit ball flying expertedly landing into Aries's perfect brown ringlets (hair-oh how i hated that too, always so perfect with everything and could not ever take time to relax with anything)
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Posted on 25 May, 2006, 3:13 pm by Arvesen
Author: Arvesen Asha Siv
Category: New Love
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