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Jan 21, 2007 14:57:09 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 21, 2007 14:57:09 GMT -5
Rosina nodded and grabbed her own bag as she stood up. "yeah, see ya" she replied and headed off to class which unluckily for her was P.E.
((I guess if we wanna carry this on we're gonna have to skip to the next day or too Monday if it's Friday.))
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Jan 21, 2007 15:49:31 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 21, 2007 15:49:31 GMT -5
OOC: MONDAY! XD
IC:
Gabrielle entered the lunchroom, her headphones blaring the way they did every day. She looked around for a second, trying to decide where to sit. She decided to sit where she'd sat on Friday, and thusly made her way across the room. She dropped her things onto the table and pulled out her world history book and dropped it on the table. It made a loud thumping noise when the 2000 page book hit the table.
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Jan 21, 2007 16:04:00 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 21, 2007 16:04:00 GMT -5
Rosina headed into the cafeteria, reading as she walked. She'd brought a packed lunch in so she could read easier as she ate. She headed over to her usual table and as she sat down she spotted Gabrielle. "oh...hi," she greeted.
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Jan 21, 2007 16:27:11 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 21, 2007 16:27:11 GMT -5
Gabrielle looked up and smiled. "Hey," she said with more cheer than she felt, which was saying a lot, "how was you weekend? Better than mine I hope." She tried to stifle a yawn, but was unsuccesful. Rubbing her eyes in an attempt to wake herself up a little, she said, "Weekends are hell sometimes."
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Jan 22, 2007 14:23:08 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 22, 2007 14:23:08 GMT -5
Rosina nodded, "yeah, tell me about it...my weekend was alright I guess," she replied. She pulled her lunch box out of her bag and opened it. She opened the sandwiches and started to eat. Between bites she asked, "what happened to make your weekend hell?" She asked.
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Jan 22, 2007 20:25:02 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 22, 2007 20:25:02 GMT -5
Gabrielle scrunched up her face and shrugged. "Eh... just some troubles with my mother. She finally had a breakdown, so I had to boost her back to at least a level where she could talk to other human beings again." She laughed bitterly, poking at her packpack. "But yeah, it's not something I want to talk about. Do anything exciting this weekend?"
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Jan 23, 2007 11:45:26 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 23, 2007 11:45:26 GMT -5
Rosina frowned at Gabrielle's reply but it was her and her mother's problem so it was natural for her to want to keep quiet about it. Rosina shook her head, her hair which was in a ponytail hitting her shoulders. "No, just went shopping with my little sister," she replied.
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Jan 24, 2007 12:16:33 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 24, 2007 12:16:33 GMT -5
Gabrielle smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes. Her natural golden skin seemed dull, and there were dark, purple bags beneath her eyes. Her hair was pulled lazily into a pony-tail, and she wasn't wearing any makeup, like she normally would. "Shopping's fun," she said, "did you have fun with her? Check out those stores I told you about?"
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Jan 24, 2007 12:31:56 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 24, 2007 12:31:56 GMT -5
"I didn't have fun and I didn't get a chance to check those stores out," Rosina replied with a frown. Gabrielle obviously had had a bad weekend and seemed to need cheering up. She thought for a moment, "You look like you need some cheering up, I checked out what movies were on this weekend and there's this great looking comedy on so how about we go see it?" She suggested, she didn't like other people being sad.
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Jan 24, 2007 15:51:08 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 24, 2007 15:51:08 GMT -5
When Gabrielle smiled this time, it reached her eyes. They lit up a little, as she wasn't used to being invited anywhere by anyone other than Jacob. "Sure!" She said, almost a little too enthusiastically. "I haven't seen a good comedy in a while. Then again, I don't actually go to the movies very often. There's never really anything good showing, except for stupid torture flicks like those SAW movies and Hostel. Ugh. But a comedy sure does sound nice."
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Jan 26, 2007 15:08:26 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 26, 2007 15:08:26 GMT -5
Rosina nodded, "okay, well shall I drive or do you want to?" she asked. She took a final mouthful of her food then put her lunch box away and just sat there sipping her soda.
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Jan 26, 2007 16:17:28 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 26, 2007 16:17:28 GMT -5
She shrugged. "I can drive, if you'd like. My car... or, rather, my mom's car, has a fantastic sound system. It'll bust your eardrums, but it's well worth it for the quality of the music. I hate cars with crappy systems, because you lose some of the amazingness of the songs." She laughed.
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Jan 26, 2007 16:24:24 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 26, 2007 16:24:24 GMT -5
Rosina nodded in agreement, "yeah okay, follow me home and I'll drop my car off and tell my parents what I'm doing, then we can go," she said with a broad grin.
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Jan 26, 2007 16:46:36 GMT -5
Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 26, 2007 16:46:36 GMT -5
She smiled. "Yeah, sounds good. I'll call my mom on the way there so she doesn't freak and think I died or something, because knowing my mom, she will." She laughed and scrunched up her nose, a cute thing she does when she's excited. "This'll be great. I haven't done anything fun like this in a while. It's either La Push or home, never anything else."
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Jan 26, 2007 16:51:58 GMT -5
Post by Rosina Brooks on Jan 26, 2007 16:51:58 GMT -5
Rosina smirked, "well looks like I'm not the only one who needs to get a life," she said jokingly. She sipped her soda and was about to pick her book back up to read but the bell rang. "well see ya later then," she said and put her book back in her bag and left the building.
((you make the thread in the Port Angeles section Gabrielle))
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