October 3rd, 2003


In the Art Wing

Bobby walked into the art wing and set down his book bag. Hrm. . . no one was there, which was unusual for after school. He went to his art locker and pulled out his apron and put it on. He rumaged through his backpack and pulled out his CD case, then put his backpack into his locker and closed it. He walked over to the cd player in the corner and flipped through his CDs, finally selecting Jekyll and Hyde, and popped it in.

*In each of us, there are two natures. If this primative duality of man -good and evil - can be housed in two separate. . .*

He went over to the pottery wheel and pulled out a lump of clay and stared at it, not sure what to make. Knowing that no one else was in the room, he started singing, absentmindedly, unaware of the bad notes he'd occasionally hit.
Oh so pretty with my . . . croissant.

Girl's Night Out

The Bayville shopping center (whatever it may be called) is currently occupying two young girls, who, taking a day to ignore the rest of the world, have magnificent plans to deplete their funds as much as they can.

It's Friday night, what else can you except two teenage girls to do?

Kitty holds up a bright red top up to her chest, quickly taking inventory of her coloring in the mirror. Okay, so this brings out my eyes but makes my skin look kinda pale, but they'd be so awesome with those pants I bought a month ago and never did anything with, and, besides, pale skin is kinda in! Okay, if you're Rogue or something . . . She makes a face, very concerned. Because there was an enticing tank top a few racks over . . . Of course, did she really need a tank top? I mean, summer did end a few months ago.

Frustrated, she turns to Jean. "Ugh . . . Do think this would be worth it?" she says, holding out the shirt for Jean to see. "Or is it, like, really ugly and just wouldn't look good on me at all?"
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