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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 9:13:29 GMT
Ellie walked into the dorm slowly. She had just come back from the hospital and had three stiches in her head. Nina had been back a few days before. She hadn't wanted to come back, but her mother had made her. She would have rather stayed home with her horse and dog and everything else, but no one wanted her. No one liked her. She had no friends. She didn't like Miss Elliot. Infact, she hated her. She didn't want her to be here.
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 9:16:48 GMT
Daina opened the door gently, she didn't think Ellie would be back so soon. She edged in gently, and headed for her bed, hoping to be unnoticed, all she wanted to do was sleep, she felt sick with a sore head and didn't want to fight with anyone.
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 9:20:38 GMT
Ellie spun around the moment the door opened. Her eyes narrowed but she said nothing. She didn't want to be near Daina. She was descustingly beautiful. She looked almost nothing like her mother. Why did they have to be in the same room?
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 9:29:45 GMT
Daina got up out of her bed. She was very hungover from the night before. She ran for their bathroom, and threw up into the toilet, then flushed it and sprayed air freshener then brushed her teeth, all the while muttering "Yuk Yuk Yuk!!!"
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 9:36:12 GMT
Maybe you shouldn't drink so much. Ellie said mockingly to her. She sat down on her own bed smirking. She pulled out a hair brush and began to brush her curly brown hair. served Daina right that she was sick.
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 9:44:40 GMT
Daina shouted to her "Maybe you should get out more." She didn't want to fight, she would leave it at that. If the little bitch wanted to fight she would be very disappointed.
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 9:50:22 GMT
Ellie rolled her eyes. What and end up like a drunk freak like you? She yelled back. I don't think so. She mumbled to herself.
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 9:59:22 GMT
For your information, I don't drink very often. And no, I mean get out and make FRIENDS! She yelled, lieing down in bed and closing her eyes, and turning her ipod on loud so that she didn't have to listen to the little freak.
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 10:01:17 GMT
Ellie put the brush down and walked to the door. She flung it open and walked out. She picked up a stick and through it hard at Daina then walked off. Once in the open she began to run. No where in paticular, just to road. She wasn't going to stay here.
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 10:02:40 GMT
Daina stayed in bed. She wasn't going to waste her time and breath chasing Ellie
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 10:06:12 GMT
Once at the road, Ellie looked behind her. The school and dorms towered over her. She stood there for a while. Then decided that she had better get going before one of the teachers came out and ordered her back inside. She walked down to the bus stop and sat on one of the benches and waited for the bus to come.
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 10:12:16 GMT
Daina got up. She should get ready for lunch. She put on her make up hiding that she was hung over. At last she looked presentable.
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 10:16:29 GMT
Nina walked slowly towards the dorm and knocked. She didn't look at all happy. She opened the door and looked in. Where's Ellie? She asked kindly. Hey, you okay? She asked Daina/
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Post by Daina, Jesse, Miss Elliott on Apr 13, 2006 10:23:05 GMT
Ye Im fine...just had a long night thats all. she replied. I don't knw she just ran somewhere...she keeps starting on me.
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Post by Ellie on Apr 13, 2006 10:32:26 GMT
Nina smiled at her. Okay. Did she say where she was going? Sorry bout that. She said to her. Nina didn't really mind Daina. If it wasn't for Ellie, they might have been able to be friends. She was getting worried about her sister and there was a note of panic in her voice.
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