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Date Posted: 16:06:49 10/16/06 Mon
Author: Sara
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In reply to: James 's message, ">>" on 15:49:11 10/16/06 Mon

Sara's expression turned from unimpressed to plain hurt as he spat the final words at her. She hadn't wanted to cause a scene, but it seemed a scene had been caused. Her hazel eyes flickered around the crowds that had gathered before her eyes landed on Mr Ackart, feeling tears spring hotly into her eyes as she quickly ducked into her car- he must think she was such an immature idiot. She swallowed hard as her hands clutched her steering wheel, taking a deep breath or two before she turned on the engine and pulled out of her space, burning rubber as she sped away from school, ignoring the irritating tune of her cell phone as it suddenly sprang into life with all her friends calling- probably to make sure what they heard was true- she'd broken up with James.

The next morning she had snuck into school before the bell- before the crowds had started arriving outside. She had her books and was sat in Mr Ackarts class ready for her Lit class, making notes from the book they were working on. She had brought along some stories as something as a pretense for being in class early- should anyone ask or notice- she didn;t want to admit she was hiding out. Her blonde hair was braided either side of her head, a short baby blue skirt low on her hips with a black sweater hugging her form, she looked fantastic even if she didnt feel it. Her phone hadn;t stopped ringing last night- and she'd spoken to Hailey and Laura on threeway for a while but all the others she just ignored- word would get round soon enough and then it would all be forgotten- hopefully.

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>> -- Jonathon, 00:16:23 10/19/06 Thu
- >> -- Sara, 00:26:36 10/19/06 Thu
  - >> -- James, 04:23:10 10/19/06 Thu
    - >> -- Sara, 20:07:41 10/19/06 Thu
      - >> -- Jonathon, 21:16:28 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 21:31:29 10/19/06 Thu
        >> -- Jon, 22:01:10 10/23/06 Mon
        >> -- Sara, 21:55:46 10/24/06 Tue
        >> -- Jon, 22:36:59 10/25/06 Wed
        >> -- Sara, 22:48:18 10/25/06 Wed
        >> -- Jon, 22:25:55 10/26/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 22:42:59 10/26/06 Thu
        >> -- Jon, 22:05:10 10/28/06 Sat
        >> -- Sara, 22:22:03 10/28/06 Sat
        >> -- Jon, 19:29:26 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 20:09:53 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 20:27:41 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 20:46:03 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 21:04:15 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 21:23:19 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Jon, 22:51:56 10/29/06 Sun
        >> -- Sara, 22:01:31 10/30/06 Mon
        >> -- Jon, 22:16:24 11/09/06 Thu
        >> -- Sara, 22:26:38 11/09/06 Thu