(Sorry Gupi.)

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(Cool thanks for waiting you guys go ahead and do your first posts!)

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(wow now everyones offline)

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(Here.)

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(alright she said you could start your intor if you want)

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(I want to do mine when she is on.)

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cool

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(You don't have to wait for them to be online. just go ahead guys!)

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Full Name: Song Marie Hanson Age: 17 Gender: Girl Year: 11th Clique: Dancer Appearance: Personality: She's very smart and energetic, but she is also out going and sweet. She is also friendly, nice, and caring. But she is very understanding and is always calm. Other: She likes someone.

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(Hey swigs, you might wnat to edit your form...it's unreadable. Also, I may go into more detail with Isabelle because 1. I'm better At girls and 2. I'm discoveirng her charecter whereas I knowJames very well) Isabelle lay on her bed, her face was hot and feverish and had woken her up yet again. Her green eyes we're clouded and she could hardly see straight ."UP! UP! You lazy pig! You didn't fit in ANY time for training this morning and if you don't wake up you'll be late for school"Came the screaching of her step-mother, along with"She's right"from her father. Sighing she forced her self out, swooning as her head rushed but quickly balancing herself. She made her bead quickly and then kissing her teddys head she got changed, grey leggings to her knees, black mini skirt and a tight fitted light green v-neck showing off the large chest are her step-mother so dispised and ridiculed. She slipped on her favourite blakc pumps and swept her hazel ringlets back into a bun before putting a delicate golden heart locket on. Then grabbing her bag she spead downstairs and into the little ballet studio or as she said 'torture chamber', to grab her things. She snatched up one f the green leotards, her ballet slippers, pointe shoes and tights. She gave the costume hanging the corner a disgusted look before speeding to the breakfast table. "idiot! You haven't trained! Your going to get fat!"she said, gnodng the obviously thin body the girl before her had."You haven't got your corset on!"she snarled and yanked the shirt off before she could say anything then forcing int on er she tightened it and pulled the shirt back on"You or a disgrace of a dancer, fat and big chested! Nothing a dancer should be"she slat beforethrusting three small carrot sticks in her face"Breakfast! Go" and Isabelle ran out the door as she pulled on a thin jacket and sprinted to school in terror James was woken by his twin younger brother and sister, "James! James!"Came Pauls voice followed by a giggling Cassia"Mummy said school starts soonermish!"and then the two ran off. "Urgh!"James murmered but smiled as he got changed into pale denim jeans and a faded grey t-shirt"Breakfast dear"Came the kind voice of his mother and after yanking a brush through his hair to no prevael he grabbed his joggers and socks and walked to the dinning room"Panckakes dear, eat up you eant to go early"He nodded and his choclate eyes warmed at the site of his younger siblings squabbling over the maple syrup. He chuckled and sitting at the table he stuffed his face quickly and then pulled on his socks and tieing his shoes he started gathering his stuuf for school. As soon as his bag was full he slipped on the smaller art pack and held his sketch pad firm in his arms as he walked outof his house and stopped outside Boanca's seeing as hehad left his jacket last time he wnat over (Isabelle's pictire approved. Also I worked out there years)

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