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From: arioso |
Date: January 14th, 2011 09:25 pm (UTC) |
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Don't tell anyone, but Kenya was already looking at different universities, it was spring of her senior year and while having an extra year at CCI gave her an extra year to prepare, she wanted to know what she was getting herself into as soon as possible. After all, between her brother's 'donations' and her father's child support checks, she should be in the clear for just about anywhere she could get in. However, such topics of conversations weren't the kind she really wanted to share with her roommate, and getting away from the school always helped her think. She would've used the auditorium, but the cheerleaders had claimed it, so here she was. Changed from her school uniform and surrounded by stacks of papers. It wasn't until a little turtle bounced against her foot did she even remember there was anyone in this restaurant beyond the waitress, herself and 'mozart' "And just who do you belong to?" She asked the turtle, keeping an eye open for whatever child must have dropped it.
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