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The Opening Box (1x1 Me and LLiberty)

A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 3:19 pm

Gunner froze. He has considered every possibility with a personal encounter, every outcome. However, the phrase "girl on lap" wasn't one of them.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 3:24 pm

Terrylee gulped. "Oh, I;m so sorry!" A few snickers sounded around the room. "Hey, new kid! hope she didn't break your lap!" called a red headded boy in the middle row.

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 3:50 pm

Absentmindedly, Gunner considered throwing a book at the boy. He wasn't violent- on the contrary, he preferred a Gandhian method of peacekeeping- but this time, it was a thought. He just shook his head  and gently pushed this strange girl off his lap, going back to what he was doing.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 3:58 pm

She ducked her head and looked away. Of course he hadn't reaacted. At least he had gently pushed her, instead of hitting her like most people would have.

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 4:00 pm

Taking his pencil in his hand, he put it to the paper and continued writing the lyrics to his song. Music above all. That was Gunner's motto. It hadn't failed him yet, though he was nervous about being noticed again.

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 4:00 pm

Taking his pencil in his hand, he put it to the paper and continued writing the lyrics to his song. Music above all. That was Gunner's motto. It hadn't failed him yet, though he was nervous about being noticed again.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 4:05 pm

Terrylee sighed. Her birth mother would know what to do. Just the thought of her made a tear catch in the corner of Terrylee's eye. She took out a pencil and began to write a poem for the mother she had never know.
I’ve never met you



Oh, but I want to



You gave me up when I was small



Was it a good thing, after all?



Do I ever cross your mind?



Do you look in the mirror at your eyes and see mine?



Was I not the one you wanted?



Did you want someone else?



Immediately you said, “Someone else can have her”



And I wish I could remember



If you told me, “I love you”



If you said that you’d be true



Even if I remembered you lying



At least now, on the inside, I wouldn’t be dying



Now here I am with nothing left of you



Except a picture, a letter, and a teddy bear so cute



I wonder if you ever thought back to the day



You held your baby girl in your arms and swayed



Do you remember the baby with black hair and blue eyes?



The little girl who deafened you with her cries



You remember the little girl who would have called you mommy?



That little girl was me

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 4:09 pm

His hand flowed smoothly across the paper, the graphite spilling across it's sheening surface.
 
"If a wall could talk and it had eyes
The stories it could tell
If this floor could say no lies
They could see the place I call h.ell"
 
Mr. Szorilinski walked back in. He subsequentially dropped his papers. "Not my day," he muttered as he bent to pick them up.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:03 pm

((omg that was awesome!))
"It's not really mine either, Prof,"  Terrylee muttered under her breath as she added ♥ next to her paper.

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:08 pm

((Really? That was random poetry))
 
GUnner heard her but disregarded it. He waited for the teacher to speak. He didnt have to wait long.
 
"Ugh, just take the free period, it's just rule stuff anyways."

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:10 pm

Terrylee smiled. She stretched out and got up, gathering her books amidst the kids whooping and screaming in joy.
9(Yeah, really.))

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:14 pm

((Lovely. My poetry seems to attract people too much XD))
Gunner didn't react. He just kept writing the song. He could figure out the guitar for it later. WHen he looked up, he saw Terrylee and noticed something.
 
Her eyes were startling.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:45 pm

Terrylee met his eyes and swallowed slightly. Why was he staring into her eyes like that? Sure, they were really blue, but it wasn't that rare......was it?

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:53 pm

 


What a rare color.


Gunner looked around at the chaos and immediately felt sorry for the school janitor. It was am ess. Papers were scattered throughout all of the previously empty space in the classroom, and someone had spilled a mysterious blue substance that Gunner suspected was Gatorade.
 

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:53 pm

What a rare color.
Gunner looked around at the chaos and immediately felt sorry for the school janitor. It was am ess. Papers were scattered throughout all of the previously empty space in the classroom, and someone had spilled a mysterious blue substance that Gunner suspected was Gatorade.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 5:55 pm

Terrylee took a deep breath and began walking away, muttering something about needing to wear sunglasses to school.

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 6:00 pm

"Hey!"
Gunner whipped around, ready to defend himself. He was used to that. However, this kid was about 5'4" and looked more scared than dangerous. Gunner relaxed.
"I seen you throw the chocolate." The boy looked like a vampire. Maybe he'd bite Tanner. Tanner returned the crystal blue gaze with a glare. Vampire Boy cringed, then spoke as he recovered. "I thought, uhh, that it was pret-pretty cool," he stammered, vaguely reminiscent of Porky the Pig. Gunner spoke for the first time that day.
"They were picking on the girl."
"How chivalrous of you," a voice behnd him emanated. Gunner turned around and found himself face-to-face with the victim of his Hershey's assault.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 6:41 pm

Terrylee realized that she had forgotten her poem that she had written on her desk. She turned around and saw the new boy talking to Garrett and Brent. She walked up to them and heard Gunner speak. Wow, but that boy had the most incredible voice. It was like Hershey’s chocolate. Speaking of which……Garrett looked pretty mad about that. Garret was never a nice person, but when he was mad…….It was sort of like that poem. When he was good, he was very, very good, and when he was bad, he was horrid.

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A_Day_To_Remember replied...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 6:45 pm

"Think you're slick? THink you're sly?" The last word sent specks of spittle into Gunner's face. He absently thought of windshield wipers and shrugged. Brent backed away, looking afraid for Gunner. Gunner didn't need help, as it turned out.
"Know what I do to kids like you, d-bag?" Garrett asked condescendingly.
Gunner's mouth, for the first time, overran his mind. "You spit on them?"
Garrett pushed Gunner away. Big mistake, because Gunner decided that was the moment to swing.

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Oct. 15, 2012 at 6:51 pm

Terrylee gasped. Hardly anyone had ever attacked Garrett back, and those who did ended up on the ground usually. Still, she knelt beside Garrett. "You okay, BLoomer?" she asked.

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