and they aren't very good =/ art- 86% english- 81% french- 81% gym- 80% science- 75% math- 73% strings- 68% (i think) geography- 66% upside, my dad always teased me about how I always got a better french mark than an english mark, seeing as I speak English. Well nothing to tease about now. except my marks suck >.> Compared to my grade 8 report card... and I got the top mark in science, the teacher is pretty hard.
i don't hate you. but don't post these things. this isn't doing anything about it...its just showing people reasons not to like you.
Lauren nodded. "okay..." she smiled.
"Why not...?" she sighed. She didn't want it to be like this.
"Well..." she said. "If I can forgive you, than you can too.."
Lauren sat next to him and smiled. "Its called a joke...and no I don't hate you."
Best CSI. I like it because it was the first and it has better mysteries.
ooc; bump xD i gotta go soon
Kristen held her gun properly, and aimed for her target-the practice dummy. "FIRE" she said. She shot the dummy right in the head. She reloaded.
She grinned. "I don't hate you...much." she sighed. "But I'm really hungry". She shrugged.
"Hi" she said. It was as if they hadn't just talked 12 minutes ago.
ooc; lol I meant how he ran away xD Lauren saw Cade walk up and down the desserted common room. Everyone was probably in Lunch.
Lauren grinned and twirled her wand like a pen. He really was a coward..she thought, but she was pretty sure she felt the same way. She started walking back to the castle and into the common room.
Lauren sighed and looked up at him. "Really?" She had to make sure. "You were on the imperius curse the whole time...?"
Lauren frowned. "Did you say it...or did your boss...?"
Lauren shook her head. "Yeah you can change in 2 seconds..." she sighed. "You said you love me."
Lauren rubbed her eyes. She stopped crying and looked at Cade. "In the train. You think i'll forgive you this easily, for saying 3 stupid words that you probably don't even mean!"
Lauren shook her head. "You choked me..."
Laurens eyes filled with tears. "I don't want you to take me...please..."
