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Post by babygirl on Nov 26, 2006 3:26:04 GMT -5
Tayla studied the hallway as she walked through it. Loker after locker, she thought.
"142" she said aloud. "here it is!"
she twisted the lock to face her and did her combination. Tayla heard a click and the locker creaked open, (sort of like the one at her old school) she emptied her books into it and shut and locked it. Then she wrote on her arm:BrInG mAg CuT-oUtS She loved doing her wrighting strange, it was fun.
"I think I'll check out the girls bathroom before I go to......English." Lucky the principle had given her a list of classes she had to go to.
off to the bathroom........................
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