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Ataraxia wrote:
(Inspired by old stories on gSm)
part 2 - page 1
part 3 - page 2
part one
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I woke up again, unfortunately. Yet another boring day. Everything is the same around here, the weather, school, the people, its like being stuck in a loop. With a heavy sigh i threw my long blonde hair, with a blue streak, up in a messy bun and dragged myself out of bed. The only positive thing about my mothers latest plaything is that I get my own bathroom, I mumbled to myself as I turned on the shower and put on my music. I hummed along to the latest One Direction song while waiting for the water to turn hot and steamy. When i got into the shower iI lathered a coconut shampoo into my hair before rinsing it out and applying a matching conditioner to my ends. While it was working i washed the rest of my body and enjoyed feeling the warm water kiss my skin gently. Then i took the final rinse, almost slipped and died on my way out of the shower, and wrapped myself up in a soft, fluffy towel.
Makeup was never my strongest skill. I wasn't like the other girls, never really got the hang of it. but i put on mascara to frame my icy, blue eyes, and finished the look with a lipgloss. then i blowdried my hair and let my natural, loose curls hang free. I put on my ripped skinny jeans and a Metallica tank top and grabbed a hairtie in case my waist-long hair became too annoying at school. Then i ran downstairs, grabbed an apple for breakfast and my school bag. "You're gonna be late for school!" my mom yelled as i pulled on my Converse and grabbed my leather jacket.
(Later that day,,, at school)
"Alright class, grab your books and open it on page 82, because today we are gonna learn about ..." I zoned out before i could hear the teacher finish. i was more interested in finishing my doodles. I wouldnt say i was a great artist, but i enjoyed my little sketches. eventually i could feel my teacher staring at me so i opened my laptop to pretend i was working, but instead i logged into VirtualPopstar. it was so much more interesting than whatever Ms. Karen Smith was teaching us today. I was scrolling through the forums looking for some interesting topics when the fire alarm suddenly went off. The guy sitting next to me jumped up and spilled his drink all over my laptop in the process. I cursed loudly at him, and tried wiping off the liquid, but it was too late. my laptop screen turned black and everything stopped working. I was so pissed off, packed my stuff down and walked out with the others. it was just another fire drill. I knew i wouldnt be paying attention to my last two classes, so i slipped away when everyone was meeting outside and started walking home.Â
(a few hour later,,,,, at home)
What a shitty day. my laptop was broken, there was no food in the house, AND i got a blister on my heel while walking home. I sat in the living roomf, trying to find something to clenche my boredom when i saw my new step-dads laptop sitting on the table. i knew he wasnt home. my mom wasnt home either. noone would notice if i borrowed it, right? I took my chance and opened his laptop, and to my luck it wasnt password protected. for a second i wanted to snoop around, but i decided to just log into VP instead. I typed in the website adress and was about to log in when i saw there was already a username and password saved. my jaw dropped when i saw who it was..
Username: Kaj
Password: ************
my heart was about to explode out of my chest, i knew i shouldnt do this, but my curiosity got the best of me. i clicked on the log in button, and the page started loading......
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(Inspired by old stories on gSm)
part 2 - page 1
part 3 - page 2
part one
-------------------------------------------------------
I woke up again, unfortunately. Yet another boring day. Everything is the same around here, the weather, school, the people, its like being stuck in a loop. With a heavy sigh i threw my long blonde hair, with a blue streak, up in a messy bun and dragged myself out of bed. The only positive thing about my mothers latest plaything is that I get my own bathroom, I mumbled to myself as I turned on the shower and put on my music. I hummed along to the latest One Direction song while waiting for the water to turn hot and steamy. When i got into the shower iI lathered a coconut shampoo into my hair before rinsing it out and applying a matching conditioner to my ends. While it was working i washed the rest of my body and enjoyed feeling the warm water kiss my skin gently. Then i took the final rinse, almost slipped and died on my way out of the shower, and wrapped myself up in a soft, fluffy towel.
Makeup was never my strongest skill. I wasn't like the other girls, never really got the hang of it. but i put on mascara to frame my icy, blue eyes, and finished the look with a lipgloss. then i blowdried my hair and let my natural, loose curls hang free. I put on my ripped skinny jeans and a Metallica tank top and grabbed a hairtie in case my waist-long hair became too annoying at school. Then i ran downstairs, grabbed an apple for breakfast and my school bag. "You're gonna be late for school!" my mom yelled as i pulled on my Converse and grabbed my leather jacket.
(Later that day,,, at school)
"Alright class, grab your books and open it on page 82, because today we are gonna learn about ..." I zoned out before i could hear the teacher finish. i was more interested in finishing my doodles. I wouldnt say i was a great artist, but i enjoyed my little sketches. eventually i could feel my teacher staring at me so i opened my laptop to pretend i was working, but instead i logged into VirtualPopstar. it was so much more interesting than whatever Ms. Karen Smith was teaching us today. I was scrolling through the forums looking for some interesting topics when the fire alarm suddenly went off. The guy sitting next to me jumped up and spilled his drink all over my laptop in the process. I cursed loudly at him, and tried wiping off the liquid, but it was too late. my laptop screen turned black and everything stopped working. I was so pissed off, packed my stuff down and walked out with the others. it was just another fire drill. I knew i wouldnt be paying attention to my last two classes, so i slipped away when everyone was meeting outside and started walking home.Â
(a few hour later,,,,, at home)
What a shitty day. my laptop was broken, there was no food in the house, AND i got a blister on my heel while walking home. I sat in the living roomf, trying to find something to clenche my boredom when i saw my new step-dads laptop sitting on the table. i knew he wasnt home. my mom wasnt home either. noone would notice if i borrowed it, right? I took my chance and opened his laptop, and to my luck it wasnt password protected. for a second i wanted to snoop around, but i decided to just log into VP instead. I typed in the website adress and was about to log in when i saw there was already a username and password saved. my jaw dropped when i saw who it was..
Username: Kaj
Password: ************
my heart was about to explode out of my chest, i knew i shouldnt do this, but my curiosity got the best of me. i clicked on the log in button, and the page started loading......
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this is what she looks like btw, but with a blue stirpe in her hair
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