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Post by Olivia Marie Ryan on Dec 28, 2007 14:17:06 GMT -5
Olivia was still in bed sleeping not that she cared if she was late to school but when her alarm went she got up and got to school on time but the thing was her alarm didn't go that morning. With a yawn she opened her eyes looking at the clock and swearing under her breath. She had already missed her first class so why rush. She got out of bed and slipped on her slippers. She sighed making her bed slowly and making her way into the washroom to have a shower. this was her normal routine for the mornings. After about twenty minutes she was wrapped in a towel with only her black Bra and matching underwear on. She made her way into her walk in closet to decide what she wanted to wear. This was one thing that was hard for Olivia, Sighing slightly she looked around looking for a skirt or jeans she would like.
Grabbing a pair of her favorite skinny jeans she dropped the towel and pulled them on along with black high heel shoes. then grabbing her favorite Green halter top she pulled that over her head looking at her reflection in the mirror. She smiled at her reflection and made her way back into her bathroom and turned on her blow drier and hair straightener. And while she waited for her straightener to get hot she dried her hair. When she was finally done she straightened her hair and did her makeup grabbing her bag and purse she headed down stairs. She smiled slightly grabbing a water bottle and headed for the closet. She Grabbed her winter coat and a sweater and then her keys and walked outside locking the door behind her and running towards her car.
Once inside her car she started it up backing out of the driveway and heading off towards school. She hated being late but what the hell if she was late she was late. Once she turned into the school she parked her car and headed in towards her second period she opened the door a small smile on her face "umm.... sorry I'm late" she said. She really didn't hear what the teacher said but she still gave attitude "whatever" she muttered under her breath a little too loud "detention Miss. Ryan" the teacher said and handed her a slip. She roll her eyes and turned for the detention center and walked in putting the slip on the teachers desk and sitting in the back row taking out her phone and immediately started to text some of her friends, i mean what else was she suppose to do.
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Post by chris plovert on Dec 28, 2007 15:58:34 GMT -5
Chris walked into his second period class. He was late. Of course. He had partied a little last night and overslept. "You're late Mr. Plovert." the teacher said. Chris really didn't care. He shrugged. He looked around. He was supposed to have this class with Olivia. His small smile faded. "Why were you late?" the teacher asked him. Chris walked to his seat. "That's none of your business." he said under his breath. The teacher looked at him and raised an eyebrow at him. "What?" he asked Chris. Chris looked at the teacher. "Nothing." he said a little harsher than he meant to. The teacher chuckled a little as he wrote Chris's detention slip. "Two detentions in a row. Here, Mr. Plovert, go join Ms. Ryan in detention." the teacher said handing Chris the slip. Chris got it and left the classroom. A smile formed over his lips. Sure, he had gotten detention again, but with Olivia. He didn't mind that. He walked in and saw Olivia. He set the slip on the teachers desk. He took a seat by his girlfriend. "Hey babe." he said quietly to her. The teacher watching them was pretty much deaf, so there wasn't much of a risk to this. He gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 28, 2007 23:11:25 GMT -5
Dylan had been told the day before that she had detention for her second period class the next day. It was for something stupid, like usual. She had been play fighting with oliver in the hallway, and they were caught. Somehow, he managed to get out of it, but she hadn't. After her talk with her old friends, she'd stopped dressing slutty. So today, she was in just low-waist jeans, 1' inch heels, and a navy blue and gray striped dip shirt, that went to about her mid-stomach, with a white cami underneath. She walked into the detention room, mad as ever. She didn't want to be here. Her tone instantly lightened when she saw Chris in there, but it dropped again when she saw Olivia sitting next to him. putting on a fake smile, she waved at the two of them. "Hey Chris." she said cheerily, avoiding Olivia completely. She rolled her eyes at her former best friend. olivia had told Dylan that she'd changed and she had another thing coming if she thought Dylan changed because of what she said. it was all Oliver and Brady's doing.
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Post by Olivia Marie Ryan on Dec 29, 2007 10:05:36 GMT -5
Olivia sighed slightly putting her cell back in her purse and crossed her arms over her chest. She really hated being alone in Detention, it was one thing she wasn’t up for. She looked up when she heard the door open and Saw her boyfriend Chris. She smirked slightly, now this might be a little more fun than she though. She smiled at him when he sat down next to her “hey boyfriend” she said with a small smile “that one will never get old” she said mainly to herself. She smiled when he kissed her cheek but returned the kiss but on his lips this time not really caring if the teacher saw but hey he had just gone to get come coffee, I mean what teacher like detention. Olivia smiled over at Chris slightly “rough morning” she asked him with a small smile. She could see that he was still tired so guessed he had went out and partied with friends. She really could care ales who he partied with, she wasn’t a clingy girlfriend. She looked back over at him “so are you doing this whole Auction thing” she asked him just as Dylan walked in. She rolled her eyes slightly “not now” she muttered under her breath so only she and maybe Chris could here. This time she didn’t even smile I mean why be Fake.
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Post by chris plovert on Dec 29, 2007 21:11:35 GMT -5
He gave her a smile when she said boyfriend. Then he chuckled a little when she talked to herself. Chris smiled slightly against her lips as they kissed. He loved kissing Olivia. He was hoping that it would only be the two of them in here today. He nodded. "Yeah. Me and the guys went to a party last night. Over slept." he said to her. He watched the door for a moment to see if anyone else was coming in. "Yeah. You better bid the-" he started to answer her question, but stopped because someone alse walked in. It was Dylan. "Hey." he said. Dylan got on his nerves slightly. She used to be obsessed with him, but he hoped she wasn't that hung up over him anymore. He noticed that she didn't say anything to Olivia when she walked in. He laughed slightly when she made a comment about Dylan. Detention would be very interesting now.
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Post by dylan marvill on Dec 29, 2007 22:57:24 GMT -5
Smiling again at Chris, she changed direction and headed for the seat in front of him. She would completely ignore Olivia, but if worst came to worst, she'd just hit her. "So, how's it going?" she asked calmly. She had pretty much gotten over Chris, ever since she'd been hanging out with Mark and Oliver. That was still not a reaosn for her to forgive Olivia. "Aren't you going out with that annoying bitch in the Plastics?" she asked. She was trying to be rude, yes, but she would've said it even if Olivia wasn't there. She had no interest in the girl, and she was oblivious to her.
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Post by Olivia Marie Ryan on Dec 30, 2007 19:23:33 GMT -5
Olivia smiled slightly at him as he laughed at the whole boyfriend comment. She nodded slightly “I hate when that happens… actually I was a little drunk last night I don’t remember much all I remember was I was with my sister and then we were walking in the middle of the street doing cartwheels and she decided to do on in her bikini so she took off her pant and top since we had been in the hot tub and then I woke up in bed” she said with a small smile. She smirked slightly “I think I took pictures on my cell I’ll show you them later” she said with a smile. She heard he said yes to the auction but then she was interrupted by Dylan “I’ll bid the highest don’t worry” she said giving him a kiss then laughed slightly. She smiled “coming from the fake ass bitch in the pretty committees who wants to be a rebel now from what I hear” she said with a small smile “hows that going… have any new friends that I can back stab or have I gone threw them all already… shame I was having fun” she said with a smirk. Chris would know she was just being sarcastic from the look in her eyes, or at least she hoped he would.
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