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Post by Mackenzee Mancini on Dec 23, 2008 12:49:26 GMT -5
Waking up a little bit later than she normally did, Mackenzee had to rush out of the house without getting as pretty as she would normally get. She didn't have time to do up her hair really nicely or put her make up completely on; all she had time for was to put her hair up in a messy bun. Many people told Mac that she didn't need to doll herself up the way that she did in order to be pretty, but that she had a naturally gorgeous face. Mackenzee didn't care though, she liked doing her make up and her hair - to her, she felt as if it defined her as a young woman. She liked the way that she looked after she put her hair up and put her make up on, not to mention the fact that Jesse did as well, but that was beside the point.
After taking a really quick shower, Mackenzee put on an outfit that she had already put together and that she felt very comfortable in. She put a pair of white sneakers on and tied the laces really quickly. She then grabbed her car keys off of her dresser and grabbed her backpack on her way out of her bedroom and then raced down the stairs towards the garage. Once she opened the door to the garage, she hit the open button and the door began lifting up and she got into the car, flinging her backpack into the passenger's seat. Mac quickly turned the car on and reversed out of the driveway, making sure that she hit the close button on the little remote on her visor.
Driving down the street and making all the turns that she needed to, Mackenzee made her way towards the school. If there wasn't any traffic, she would be on time to school, which would be awesome for her, because she had perfect attendance and being late would ruin that. At a red light, Mackenzee turned the radio on and when she heard what song that was on, Willa Ford - I Wanna Be Bad, she turned it up, as well as turning the base up a bit. This song was older than most that were played on the radio these days, but she was glad that it was on. The song playing right now, was somehow getting Mac to relax a little bit about being late.
Arriving at the school, Mackenzee pulled into the student parking lot and found her assigned spot and parked her car in it. She turned the radio off and readjusted the bass settings back to the way they were before she had changed them for her favorite song. She then unfastened her seat belt and picked up her backpack and purse from the seat next to her and got out of her car. After closing the door, Mac pushed the lock button on her little remote on her key chain and she heard the two beeps that the car made, signaling that it was indeed locked and that the alarm was on.
Glancing at her cellphone, Mackenzee checked the time and she seemed to be on time now. That was good for her, because she didn't want to have to rush to get to her locker and then to homeroom. So Mackenzee walked at her normal pace up to the school and then down the hallway to her locker. Turning the dial on the lock that was keeping her locker shut from everyone, Mackenzee made sure that she put in the right numbers until her lock clicked open. Once it had, she opened her backpack and put away a couple of books that she would need for her afternoon classes. She then put her empty backpack on the hook inside the locker and grabbed a book off of the top shelf of her locker. Mackenzee then sighed softly, realizing that she had forgotten her notebook at home with important notes in it. She knew that she wouldn't be able to survive the test that she had today without them.
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Post by Vincent Star on Dec 23, 2008 13:33:20 GMT -5
Vincent was lucky, he was really lucky. School was only a five minute walk.Vincent was still sleeping, exhausted of the night before. But in his drunkenness he forgot to set his alarm on time. His alarm clock was set but far too late. *The clock radio went on and 'I Wanna Be Bad' started to play* Startled, Vincent woke up. He looked at the clock and saw there were only 15 minutes left. "Aaah, not again." He thought to himself and he jumped out of bed. There was no time to search for some cool clothes and so he grabbed what he could find; An over sized pair of pants, a white shirt, a leather belt and some white socks. "No time for breakfast!" Star yelled to his mother has he grabbed his leather coat and walked out the front door. As usual, he forgot his cell phone and so checking the time wasn't an option. Vin searched for his cigarettes in one of his pockets. "Aaah, JPS. The best." He thought as he lighted up one. Arriving at school Star threw away what was left of his cigarette and he entered the school. The first thing what was going through his mind was the time. He looked around for a clock but there weren't any. "Crap.." He thought but as he looked up hope came back. A girl was standing at seemingly her locker and so he walked up to her. "Y'know what time it is?" Star asked the girl.
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Post by Mackenzee Mancini on Dec 23, 2008 14:12:03 GMT -5
Beating herself up in her head with her own thoughts, Mackenzee was knocked back into the real world when someone had begun talking to her. She unfortunately didn't catch what the guy had said, so Mackenzee was going to need him to repeat what he had said in order for her to be able to respond back to him. Mackenzee looked over at the guy that had more recently walked over to her, "Hey, uh, I'm sorry. Would you remind repeating what you just said?" she asked him, feeling the slightest bit guilty about not hearing him. "I was sort of in my own world. I didn't catch what you had said," Mackenzee admitted.
Mackenzee wasn't usually not paying attention, but this morning seemed to be getting away from her with each passing second and she couldn't stand it. While she waited for the guy to repeat what he had said to her, Mackenzee put her purse over her shoulder, checked her lip gloss in the mirror on her locker door, then closed it. Mac was now facing this new guy, ready to respond to him as soon as he had said something to her. She was all ears now.
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Post by Vincent Star on Dec 23, 2008 14:21:54 GMT -5
Vincent wasn't expecting a reply that wasn't a time. He was in a hurry and so he said. "Thank y- Oh sorry." Startled a bit, Vin recovered himself. "I was asking the time. Sorry if I interrupted." Vin had a habit for coming late, it was like his trademark. Huh!? Someone's late? Probably Vincent. That was just how Vin was. But he never got insufficients. Ever..
Vincent saw the girl checking her lip gloss and from that he was checking her in general. Star came to the conclusion she was a pretty girl but he could not get distracted. Only if he had spare time....
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