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Posted over 5 years ago
Alice sighed, "I'm hoping that I can get a schloarship. If I keep my grades up and participate, there is a chance I could get one." A dreamer was what Alice was. She always had been, and probably always would be. That was never going to change, even if her dreams were shattered in the process.
John laughed, and settled down the cooler. This was the usual routine of the Socs. Whenever their parents went out of town, they would all go around town and cause mischief, or party the night away.
*cries forever because i am not kelli o'hara
sara. feeler of feels. singer of songs.
Just Pontmercying Along
Posted over 5 years ago
"NotTheNextAnyone" wrote:
Alice sighed, "I'm hoping that I can get a schloarship. If I keep my grades up and participate, there is a chance I could get one." A dreamer was what Alice was. She always had been, and probably always would be. That was never going to change, even if her dreams were shattered in the process. John laughed, and settled down the cooler. This was the usual routine of the Socs. Whenever their parents went out of town, they would all go around town and cause mischief, or party the night away.
*cries forever because i am not kelli o'hara
sara. feeler of feels. singer of songs.
Just Pontmercying Along
Posted over 5 years ago
"Darlin', have fun with that. I'm just gonna keep singin' in the diners till midnight." Dolly said, with her big innocent eyes and red lips. It was her passion. She loved music. She loved dreaming, seeing herself on that big ol' stage. So, the closest she came was singing at the dingy diner down the road.
Ian sat down on the couch, feeling a tad tipsy already. His vision was blurry and swirling. Did he care? Heck no. This was his life, and he never wanted another one.
~Dedicate Yourself And You Can Find Yourself Standing In The Hall Of Fame~
~Normal Is Overrated~
~With Every Wasted Day, Goes A Wasted Chance~
~The Worst Things In Life Come Free To Us~
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Alice put her stuff in her bag. She had had enough with her homework. She wished that the work wasn't so hard. Maybe then she would be able to get a scholarship. She turned towards Dolly, "What do you want to do now?"
John laughed, and opened up a drink. He took a sip of the bottle, and sat on the couch. This was their normal thing. Whenever their parents were out of town, they would have a huge blowout. That meant that they had these kinds of things almost every week.
*cries forever because i am not kelli o'hara
sara. feeler of feels. singer of songs.
Just Pontmercying Along
Posted over 5 years ago
Dolly smiled. "We could go drivin' round town. That always keeps me happy." Dolly said, a definite perky tone in her voice. That was the advantage to being her: Nothing mattered. She did what made her happy.
Ian heard sirens outside the house as the music was blaring the newest Usher(?) song. So many people fled from the house, but Ian got caught in the middle and he felt a tug on his shoulder and he turned around to throw a punch and saw it was an officer. He gulped and looked down nervously.
~Dedicate Yourself And You Can Find Yourself Standing In The Hall Of Fame~
~Normal Is Overrated~
~With Every Wasted Day, Goes A Wasted Chance~
~The Worst Things In Life Come Free To Us~
Posted over 5 years ago
Alice smiled, "Sure. Anything beats homework." She grabbed her leather jacket that she had sat next to her when she sat down. The thing about being a Greaser. Whether you were a girl or a boy, you wore a leather jacket that signified pride of being a Greaser. It had been that way since the fifties.
John looked over at Ian. He had two choices. He could protect his friend, and get busted. Or he could protect himself, and lose his best friend. He decided that he would take the fall with his friend. He ran over to Ian to make sure he was alright, "You alright man?"
*cries forever because i am not kelli o'hara
sara. feeler of feels. singer of songs.
Just Pontmercying Along
Posted over 5 years ago
Dolly laughed, which sounded like a little girl's giggle. She found her pink leather jacket that was buried under the blankets on the chair kitty corner to the couch. She grabbed her keys and purse and went outside to the car. She warmed it up and cranked up the radio.
"Who knows..." Ian grumbled as the cop went to get tests. "We're soo busted." Ian hated it. It'd never happened before. They never did anything. Must've been one of those Greasers, he thought.
~Dedicate Yourself And You Can Find Yourself Standing In The Hall Of Fame~
~Normal Is Overrated~
~With Every Wasted Day, Goes A Wasted Chance~
~The Worst Things In Life Come Free To Us~
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