Common Room.

"Oh. That's nice."

"Can we play with the Ouran Dolls? ^^"

"No."

"Meanie =(."

"I don't know. o-o"

"Eccchhhh booorrreeed..."


I gotta go , my dad is gonna be home soon and if he see's me on the computer -- O.o


=( I won't be on till Wenesday )=

[Bye.]

"I know right?"

"..." Livi waved her hand in front of Mandy's face. "Hello..." "That's weird, she seems to have frozen solid."

Amanda then got a HUGE :A face. "Shutupand~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Oh no :O she has been in Mandy world too long. She then shook her head, "I don't know why Pomfrey thought I had the flu! It as just the stupid cold o.o."

[she wasn't gonna say....? oh wow, mandy. o-o]

[o.o I'm sorrry it's just after being caged up next to a pencil, a book, and a boring TV you think about stuff..]

[... There's dried spaghetti sauce on my phone. o3o]

(I drew a really good Lucky Star picture ^-^)

[... There's dried spaghetti sauce on my phone. o3o]

"Liiiiivvvviii?" Amanda moaned this, semi snapped out of her little world.

"Hey Livi, I've gotta go cut my hair-- Cya later!" Amanda ran out.

Brooke Lucas was sitting around giggling, twirling a finger through her dark reddish brown hair happily, and reading a comic book up side down without realizing she was doing it.

Livi was sitting in her chair, wondering if Serenity had actually believed that Angel didn't wear pajamas. Since she was a blonde, she probably did. There would be no real harm done. Except to Angel's ego. But, as she thought about it, she decided that it had inflated enough by then... hadn't it?

To an onlooker, Olivia would have appeared to be staring blankly into the fireplace, eyes half-closed, looking rather stupid.

Bore leaped over the back-rest of his chair and slid neatly into the armchair next to Olivia. He supported his elbow on the armrest and held his chin on the tip of his fist. His eyes flicked quickly from the flames that cast shadows on the smooth plains of his face, and the long locks of hair fell limply into his eyes. He was smiling slightly and had his legs stretched out against him so that his waist was bent slightly and at the tip of the chair.
"Hey, minor."

"Hi Nazi," she said monotonically. Having decided on why she'd told Stephanie that lie about Angel, her thoughts switched to trying to figure out why Bore's name was Russian even though his family was Italian or something. Maybe he was adopted. "Hey, are you adopted?"

"No." he was fiddling with his fingers.

"Then what is up with your name?! o_o"

"I have absolutely no idea." Bore stared back at Olivia with a similar look on his face.

"Weiiiiiiiiird... Also, another weird thing: WHY THE HECK ARE YOU ALL HAPPY? o_o"

"But I'm not happy. Or well, I'm content."