Re: The Ye Old Shoppe o' Curiosities (An OpenBook Production)

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Fergie: I shook my head, "Nah, I'm fine. He was ill anyway so we knew he was going to go. He was at a good age for a cat though..."
I smiled at Molly, nodding thanks for her concern; it was nice that she actually cared about me now.

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baaack
Molly: I shrugged with a sad smile. "Still it's pretty hard, so.. did you do your homework?" I asked as the teacher walked in with his permenent scoul. It looked a tad bit fouler than normal.

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Umm... The teacher was already there 'cause Fergie told them that his cat died.

Fergie: My image may have changed but of course I still did my homework.
"Yeah," I nodded, "You?"
Anyway, I wasn't particularly looking for sympathy, even though it was coming from Molly... What was happening to me?

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ops.
Molly: I nodded, "Like always, or most of the time." I said blushing remembering all those times that I couldn't do my homework. I pulled out my notebook and began scribbling random drawings all over a page between my notes while the teacher talked, it may seem like I wasn't paying attention but drawing helped me absorb things. My brain was strange, I glanced at Fergie noticing how her sat attentively ready to take his notes down.

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Fergie: How were her notes readable? Sure, doodling was alright but she was going at it.
Copying down the notes in my neat scrawl, I noticed out the corner of my Robin textkng under the desk. Typical. She just had to be glad that Jack was a pretty good cover for her insubtilies.
"Robin Parlor! What are you doing?"
She jolted up and looked to the teacher, blushing.
"Sorry, my brother was saying that I left my music notes at home," she sighed, "I take it as you want this then?"
The teacher nodded as she slipped the phone onto the table. They took it and went back to the board. The look of boredom braced her face. Now she's have to take her notes, the poor girl. Diddums.

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Molly: I sighed holding back a tremendose waterfall of laughter. It actually hurt to hold it all back, but it was improper to laugh at your friend when they got introuble, even if you had told them how to avoid getting in trouble many, many, times. I started to draw a face on a new page, pretty good I think as I finish the eyes and move onto the nose.

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Fergie: I looked down to her picture and smiled, "That meant to be me?"
I didn't think so but it was always nice to ask. The teacher didn't even seem to react to my speaking; he knew that I could learn all of this in a few seconds anyway but the evils that I got from Robin were pretty satisfactory.

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Molly: I tilted my head to the side and grinned. "I guess it does look like you, personally I was just drawing the first thing that came into my head," I stopped and blushed. I really needed to think my words through first.

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Fergie: Smiling, I looked back to the teacher. This should be a reasonably good lesson, Fergus.
"Just make sure that you do take some notes, eh?" I grinned.

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Molly: I bashfully smiled and sighed turning the page and writing my name in the corner. I sat and listened for a few moments and then the bell rang loudly interupting my thoughts and notes causing a a deep pen line to skirt across the page. "Damn...." I muttered before putting the pen away.

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Fergie: "Don't worry, I'll let you copy them if you'd like. Anyway, I doubt that Robin would have them anyway."
Picking up my satchel, I walked out of the class without another word.

Robin: Okay, my mother was going to kill me for that, wasn't she? Great.
"Mols, come on; we have gym,"

By the way, I have no idea how an American High School works (apart from various US TV shows) so if I fail then just a heads-up

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me as well... I'm canadian.. I'll assume it's close to ours...

Molly: I sighed and sauntered after her, my beautiful notes were ruined. Although Fergie did say I could barrow his, I still was a bit upset at the damn bell, I mean why would it have to be so loud?

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Closer than mine

Robin: "Come on Miss Head-In-The-Clouds; those volleyballs won't get themselves into Hilary Stuarts' face by themselves, eh?"
Okay, it was only me down to me always getting too caught up with it and then getting put to the sidelines. Fun.
I have to say, I practically had to drag her to the changing rooms without getting late.

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Molly: I sighed as I changed into my PE gear and then went to the gym. I grabbed a volley ball and stared at it sighing, I really missed my notes.

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Robin: Taking the ball out of her hands, I looked at her, "What's up? I was the one that lost the phone, remember? Did Fergie dump you or something?"
I put it beneath my arm and raised a brow... Why was she still staring into that space? Generally by now I would be making sure that she didn't take it back easily.

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Moly: " I made some really pretty notes and the stupid bell made me mess them up." I said with a sigh, it was the lamest excuse for sadness but very true.
(gtg)

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See ya ma chérie!

Robin: I nodded, not exactly understanding why that was the end of the world as we knew it.
"Okay..." I nodded, "but come on, you can get notes off of Fergie or something, eh?"

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Molly: I sighed getting over it." I guess so, sorry. When you don't have drama little things seem huge." I said. I knew that now I was seeing magical creatures and-
Hilary Stuarts perfect face was different, and her ears were pointy. Her normally pearly white teeth were sharp and her features were deadly rather than friendly. She was still pretty but in a scary way. I stared.

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Robin: What? Did I do that?
"Is it just me that's seeing that?" I asked, tugging at my sleeve, "Holy crud."
"Hello you two," she spat, "Robbie? I know that I may look lovely but still it doesn't mean that you should go and smash it in, eh?"
With a laugh, the fangs stuck out, looking rather deadly.
"Sorry but I did say that I'm terribly sorry about that," I sighed, "but you did whack me out the way."
Her eyes rolled before walking off with her friends.

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Molly: "wha...wha...nar?" I whimpered confused to the core. I looked to Robin knowing she saw it too. I looked back to Hilary and she was back to normal, then she shifted, so fast that my eyes hurt. I rubbed my temples and blinked, were my eyes lying to me?

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Robin: Nothing honestly made sense. Damn it.
"Line up girls!" the coach called, blowing a whistle, "Parlor! Black! Get moving!"
I jolted and began running to where the rest of the girls were already. I always got the feeling that I was the most hated here, simply because we were the one that ruined the last football game... Okay, so it was me accidentley and I dragged her in but still...

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Molly: I faked a warm smile to June and Lily, the sporty girls who I hung out with occasionally. They smiled back, they scowled at Robin but with another look from me they smiled. I had been trying to get them to like Robin no matter how much she sucked at physical education, they said they would try. " Yay, more sports.." I said sarcastically.

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At first I read it as spotty girls...

Robin: I nodded before looking to Molly to catch her doing 'The Look'. Great.
"Look, Molly, I'm hated by half of the teachers here and along with their best students. Anyway, catch."
I lobbed the ball at her and then looked to the coach who had dragged another girl to demonstrate the warm-up. Do you really need to get someone to demonstrate running around the hall? You do when they were yacking all the way through.

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Lol...
Molly: I sighed looking at her, I just wanted to be a good friend. " shall we run or jog?" I asked already knowing the answer.

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Robin: I gave her the look, "Me? Take it easy? Let's gun for it!"
That was so unlike me, I knew it but then again I was in the mood for wrecking myself and turning crimson from effort.

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Mollly: I laughed and got on the start line waiting for the coach to start it, as soon as he did Robin and I sped off ignoring all the people behind us. I sprinted as fast as I could, which was pretty fast for me.

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