Emily Coles
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« Thread Started on Jul 16, 2007, 12:00pm » | |
Emily had a tight black shirt one. Covering was a black jacket that was open so you could see her black shirt. She wore blue pants which she knew to most people here was different. Most girls could walk around with the shortest skirts. They'd wear other shirts they made them look like total sl*ts. Emily would never dress like that. She found it a bit gross, no matter how nerdy that made her seem. People walking around like prostitutes wasn't really much of a great school to be in. Her red hair was down in curls. They were all natural curls. Though her hair looked messy today. Emily could never sleep that much anymore so she was to tired to care about anything. She hated the fact that she had huge bags under her eyes.
Emily walked silently as she looked around, but she completely out of it. She was thinking of this school. It was a normal school. Well, not really. Rich bratty kids that she just came around to party. All the cliques that you could never fit in, and if you weren't in one you were nobody, and nobody really cared about you. That's where Emily fit in. If she was going to Label herself, she'd say Emo, Loner, or Outsider. The type of person that nobody really gave a d**n about. Her hands trembled a bit. She never fit in, and at a school like this, she really was going to be hated. really, nobody cared about anything but Sex, and Drugs.
She just wished Hollywood guys and girls could just be normal sometime, but she knew nothing was normal. No one could be nice, and pretty at the same time. No one could be nice, but not sad every once in a while. Which created these cliques for the people that felt the same around each other, but Emily wasn't much of a fan of them. They were just named, and she wasn't going to let names rule over her school life.
Emily found herself lost in the hallways of the school. She didn't really know much about the school yet. It was big, but hey everything in Hollywood was huge. Even the people. She walked around like a lost puppy. Both hurt, and lost. She hated being in a school where the was hardly anyone like her. She felt like she shouldn't be there. All the pretty girls. All the cute guys. She thought that she would amount to nothing, no matter if she was rich or what at this school. It was just full of a bunch of rich bastards. She walked on curiously unsure to go really as she clung to her books against her chest. She knew that made her look even more nerdier, but no matter what if you bring books around you'll look nerdy.
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