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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Aug 1, 2013 23:12:04 GMT -5
Feliciano walked gracefully to his locker after school was over. He smiled as he seen all the kids pass him hurrying to be the first ones out. Feli really didn't mind being last. He liked to take his time and enjoy everything around him. He got to his locker and entered his combination. Feliciano opened his locker and put his books in the grey metal closure. Feli grabbed his homework and put it in his book bag then he closed the locker door and turned around noticing the last few members of the school at there lockers. He walked to the glass doors slowly, admiring the artwork the school had put up around the wall. Feliciano got to the glass doors and pulled on them. He frowned when the door didn't open. Feli tried again and again but failed at the attempts. He looked around sacredly.
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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Aug 2, 2013 11:19:02 GMT -5
It hadn't taken Alfred's teacher more than five minutes to fall asleep in detention. The bespectacled blonde took the time to complete some of his assignments- contrary to popular belief, he was actually a fairly good student. He left an English essay on the front desk before exiting the room with a small smirk. He made his way down the hall, glancing at a few of the paintings and sculptures in cases before reaching the door, smiling at the small Italian. "Feli, dude, wassup?" He asked casually, not even noticing the terrified expression on his face.
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