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Ashley & Miranda: They pass Jose in the hallway. They flip their hair almost at the same time. They giggle about it and then begin to whisper quietly. Ashley was wearing:
This outfit + Miranda was wearing her spring outfit:
They looked around and finally found the principles office. They got their schedules and walked outside to eat outside. While they sat on the bench and ate Joel fell off his skateboard and it rolled over and touched Ashley's ankle by accident.
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Jose watched as French walked off, then heard Rafa say something about getting rid of the magazine. He pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the cover. His scowl deepened and he tore the small magazine in half, and then tore it again. He tore it up a few more times, then felt Rafa’s hand on his shoulder and got caught in her caramel colored eyes. He blinked, hardly hearing a word she said, just…Seeing those eyes…Jose blinked again, shaking himself from his Trans and then she challenged him to some soccer. This made Jose crack a grin.
“Anytime Rafa, how about after school at 5:00? Swing by the soccer fields, I’ll be there.” He chimed, seeing that she’d turned on her heel, probably about ready to leave. He held her stare, those eyes…Jose had to will himself to not get lost in them.

Joel: Sorry bout that. He jogged up and caught his board. He did one quick kickflip and Ashley grinned. Joel grinned back at her. I'm Joel.

Ashley: I'm Ashley, Ashley Ludwig and this is my friend Miranda. Sniper jogged up sniffing around. Aw such a cute doggy! Can I pet him?

Joel: Sure. Ashley latherd Sniper in kisses and cooing. Joel saw her little dog Skipper in her bag. He smiled. Cute Dog. They soon became friends.
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ooc: no prob.

Francis walked casually down the hallway, walking outside and taking a seat on a bench, pulling out his lunch. He sighed, I need more friends...real friends.. he thought. Pulling out his lunch [a baggette with honey] Francis ate it solemn silence.

Miranda:
Ashley, She said something in German. She was taking German classes and she was doing well in them. Ashley could speak Dutch, Spanish, French, German, and Sweddish. Miranda looked down at Skipper then up at Francis. She was going to walk over there and say hi but she decided to stay with the people she knew.
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Francis sighed, glancing around at the people surrounding the school. They were mainly american, and it bugged him. He wanted to be surrounded by his crew, not some yankees. Francis scratched at his chin, and flipped out his second copy of the magazine Mr. Garrett took.

Miranda:
She saw that Francis was extremly alone. She gathered up her courage and walked over to him. Making sure not to fall in her heels not paying attention. Hi, I'm Miranda. She gave a smile to show she was friendly and that she wasn't there to cause trouble.
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"Bon jour." Francis greeted Miranda, standing up as a polite gesture. He smiled at her, nothing but his normal smile, which for some reason always seemed to send girls over the edge.

Miranda:
Oh, your french. She smiled. France is such a beautiful place. I learned french for 1 year, learning to read, write, and speak it. She gave her natural smile. She could hear Joel & Jake & Ashley talking in the background.
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Francis smirked, sighing in pleasure.
"Yes, home is quite amazing." He purred, gazing carelessly into the sky, wishing he was home in France now.

Miranda:
She gave a weak grin and smiled again. I want to be back in england. I wasn't born there but I loved it there most of all. Spent 3 years there. Sighed happily. Home of the fab four. John, George, Ringo, and Paul. She loved the beatles [I do too :3] She smiled just thinking about them.

OOC: Again we have to wait for Moki Hunter
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OOC: Thanks for waiting for me.

"I'll be there," she said confidently and began striding down the hall. Although she knew she shouldn't care about class, Rafa didn't want to lose her own life. Sure, she may have been a rebel sometimes, but she did that to get back at her parents. She wasn't about to let missed classes ruin her chances of getting good grades and having a possible chance at college. She wanted to build a future for herself, not wallow in the pit of her household for the rest of her life. She went to her locker, sure some of her minor friends were waiting there for her. She couldn't help but smile at the thought. Jose seemed to be her only major friend, and in a way it was sad. How come he was the nicest person she'd come across since... forever? Everyone else seemed so self-absorbed. Even her own jock friends were too caught him in the points from last game to pay much attention to anything else.

Rafa also knew it was bad to rely on them for homework, but she needed someone to ask, and since Jose wasn't in class either and these guys were, they were her best shot; it wasn't like she could work up the courage to summon a third new person. Rafa wasn't that much of a social butterfly. She opened her locker as three stormed around her. "Hey, Rafa. You missed class!" One said. "Yeah I know," she answered, clearly not paying attention as she put her books back inside it. She turned for a minute, asking, "Hey what did we have for homework?" A girl offered the answer, and Rafa nodded. "Thanks. I'd better get it done or I'm getting the boot for sure..." she murmured, although she was sure they heard. The girl nodded. "You better! If not you'll get suspended from the team!" She was on the baseball team. Rafa recognized it instantly as she took in just who was around her. The boy who had told her she missed class was on the basketball team. And the third that hadn't spoken about school yet was on the football squad - one of the few who didn't seem like a complete jerk.

As she closed her locker with bookbag in tow, Rafa bid her friends farewell and strived to her red and white mustang, a car that she dearly loved. It had saved her life numerous times in the past - what with having to storm away from her parents and all. She sat inside it nimbly, quickly grasping the stuff in it and bringing it out to work on. Fat chance that she was going to ever do it at home. Then the hooky would have been for nothing. Hooky... she remembered how Jose had called it that and she couldn't help but smile as she began to finish a few pages of Biology.

Francis nodded.
"England..Ahh, well it wasn't my favorite place, but.." He said with a sigh, before glancing at his watch boredly.

Miranda:
I love your accent. She said in a friend type way. She smiled and glanced over at Ashley who was playing with Skipper.
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"Ah, Merci~" Francis purred, smirking as he flipped his perfect blonde hair out of ihs eyes.