ThugWorkout wrote:
guess who's really good at not logging on for days 👀
Martina pouted a little as she stared at herself in the full length mirror in front of her. Running her fingers through her wavy short locks of deep brunette hair, she pushed it to once side, tilting her head slightly, she breathed in and angled her legs, ever so slightly, before taking that opportunistic picture for Instagram. Full lips, toned body. It took at least a couple of minute to get the right one. Flopped back down in her bed, she added a couple of filters, before uploading it to Instagram. Locking her phone and laying back, she let out a rather loud yawn, groaning as her alarm went off not even 20 seconds later. Time to get ready for the hell the like to call school.
Elijah took another deep breath as he crouched down behind the wall, his cheeks red and puffy, his hands still shaking slightly from the adrenaline that was running through his veins. Mr Dillon, the head teacher, has only had that window fixed a couple of weeks ago,yet El always though the building looked much better with a large crack in it. Smirking to himself, he stood up once he thought the coast was clear and began heading back into the main buildng, keeping his head low. Not too low, of course, he was proud of his morning accomplishment. Sliding through a small back door that should have been sealed centuries ago, he put his hood down, heading through to the cafeteria area he plopped himself down on a bench, pulling out his phone to browse.