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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 26, 2012 18:44:22 GMT -5
Darken smiled a little and put her hand on his shoulder, but shook her head. She didn't write to explain, only set her sketchpad down and went to unpack her things.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 26, 2012 22:57:46 GMT -5
Peyton smiled a bit and and just tossed his bag into the corner.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 27, 2012 19:41:59 GMT -5
Darken finished unpacking quickly and grabbed his hand gently, taking her sketchpad and him downstairs. She walked into the kitchen where her family was gathered and started scribbling. "We're going around town, we'll be back in time for dinner, promise!" she wrote. Her parents nodded to approve the idea and Darken pulled Peyton out of the house, down to the garage.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 27, 2012 22:24:20 GMT -5
Peyton wondered why she would want to go out on the town. He looked around the garage when she opened it and had to squint his eyes in the dark wetness of the garage.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 28, 2012 19:11:21 GMT -5
As the sunlight poured in, the garage lit up to be quite empty, but a satellite blue Volkswagen beetle sat in the middle of the garage. She ran over to the keys hanging on the wall and plucked them off, walking over to the driver's side. Once it was unlocked, she jumped into the car and put on her seatbelt, getting familiar to the feel of the car in the driver's seat.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 28, 2012 23:54:59 GMT -5
Peyton got in the passenger seat, nervous about driving since he didn't do it that often since he liked to walk everywhere.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 29, 2012 18:24:34 GMT -5
Darken started up the car and put her seatbelt on. She quickly, and carefully, backed the car out of the garage and down the driveway before taking off to drive around down.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 29, 2012 22:02:32 GMT -5
Peyton fumbled for his seat belt, but the landscape was passing by before he got himself buckled in.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 29, 2012 22:12:05 GMT -5
Darken drove carefully, making sure she didn't hit any cars, and pulled up to her old school.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 29, 2012 22:16:45 GMT -5
Peyton looked up at the school, frowning a bit. "Why are we at a school?" He asked, hsi voice wavering slightly.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 29, 2012 22:28:48 GMT -5
The redhead fumbled for her sketchpad and pen and started writing quickly. "Just... Stay here. They'll be letting out in a few minutes and I want to see their reactions if they really remember who I am." she wrote. Darken parked the car and got out with her sketchpad in hand. If one looked close enough, they would be able to see her hands visibly shaking and wonder why she'd moved her bangs to cover her eyes.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 29, 2012 22:58:56 GMT -5
Peyton unbuckled his seat belt and looked out the window, watching her and his worry growing by the second.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 30, 2012 10:59:20 GMT -5
Darken watched as a bunch of high school and middle school children rushed out of the building, laughing in their little groups. She smiled a little bit and watched as the high schoolers kind of steered the kids away from the familiar car and the strangely familiar girl next to it.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Jul 30, 2012 12:59:04 GMT -5
Peyton sighed and rubbed his eyes, he got out of the car to get some fresh air, he felt cramped in there all alone. He looked around the school and some girls pointed at him and giggled, which mad him look the other direction and blush slightly.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 30, 2012 19:16:25 GMT -5
Darken saw a few confused looks and she smiled down at the ground, wiping a few tears off her cheeks. She ducked back into the car and started it up, knowing that they wouldn't be so happy to see someone like her again. "P-Peyton... Le- let's go..." she stuttered, trying not to cry. However, she was scared to drive away with tears in her eyes and no hope left in her dead heart. She rested her forearms on the wheel and put her head against them, closing her eyes tightly.
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