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[h3][color=8882be]~Sidney Garland~[/color][/h3]

While waiting for a reply, Sidney kept clicking her pen. A bad habit that she didn't know where exactly she picked up, it just sort of happened one day. She found it oddly relaxing when she was waiting on something. Of course, other people found it annoying, which probably also played a bit of a role in it. Thankfully for anyone who might have found it annoying, the clicking was cut short by Andy walking over, granting them a brief reprieve from the sound of the pen god following them.

[color=fff79a]“Sorry to interrupt. I’m Andy Anderson, president of this club! Great to meet you all. You’re here for the S.P.I.R.I.T. club, right? Why don’t you come on in?”[/color]

huh. So this was the president of the club? Andy Anderson...Sid couldn't really say she knew the guy that well. She heard a few things, like she was the serious teachers pet sort...so why was he starting a club like this? Rumors and such were just that after all, and maybe her information was a bit wrong...either way, she would make sure to [i]thoroughly[/i] investigate. Ooh. Maybe she secretly loved occult stuff?! That, would make for an interesting little piece on her blog definitely! Ooh, this was already turning out to be a great source of information and potentially earth-shattering stories! 

[color=fff79a]“You should probably stop with the pen-clicking, To prevent further, ah… injuries.”[/color]

She was then, ushered into the room by Andy. Not that she minded, she was on her way in anyways. What interested her though, was the injury part.

[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=8882be]"Ooh? Sorrry."[/color]

[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=8882be]"Bad habit,"[/color]

[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=8882be]"Helps me think,[/color]

[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=8882be]"And focus, is all.[/color]

[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=f6989d]"Hello Sidney! How are you doing? I haven't talked to you for ages but it seems you know what I've been up to. I'd appreciate it you didn't use my pictures in any newspaper, blogs, or wherever else you post your stories. My father would extremely be against that, and well, you know my dad. Anyway, I guess I better go inside. It was nice seeing you!"[/color]

Her clicking was momentarily interrupted by Tori finally replying to her. Good! Juicy stuff inbound! Hello! She stopped clicking her pen and positioned it over her notepad, prepared to write. Unfortunately, it seemed she was going to have to work a bit for her story today. Well, she doubted Tori would want gum...sooo...maybe mister Lincoln could help in that department once they got seated. Tori started trying to escape, but no, she wasn't going to let the girl get away so easily! Once she had targeted her prey, there was no escape.

none.

[i]CLICK! click click click click click click![/i]

The clicking continued all the way until she found her seat, right next to Tori. She sat the notepad on the desk, pen laying across the pages as she took out her camera again, snapping another picture of the oh so popular Victoria, just to get her attention again.

[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=8882be]"Aww, but where would the fun in that be?~" [/color]She playfully questioned the other girl. [color=8882be]"Come ooon~ There's no such thing as bad press as they say! So come on, you can tell me! It'll be fun anyways! After all, people are going to know anyways! Might as well give them a [i]reason[/i] for joining! After all, some might start to question your popularity unless you can give a solid reason!"[/color]

[i]CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK[/i]

Before she could get a response though, someone else had entered the room.

Brody Cunningham.

ooooh, yes. Coming here was the best decision she had made this year! She could smell the highshcool drama and juicy gossip already! It was so close she could almost [i]taste[/i] it!

[color=turquoise]"Calm yourselves, ladies…”[/color]

Despite what some people might say about Brody, she had no problems with the guy. Of course, he may not have liked her a whole lot, but she didn't have that many friends...or any, really, to begin with. But she didn't mind. Information, was her game, and when someone wanted to know something...well, she could find it easily.

[color=turquoise]“Brody Cunningham has arrived.”[/color]

She let out a small giggle along with another click of her pen.
[i]CLICK![/i]

[color=turquoise]“Fashionably late, of course.”[/color]

[color=8882be]"Well hello to you too, Brody." [/color]She stifled another giggle. [i]CLICK![/i] [color=8882be]"Making a fabulous entrance as always. Didn't expect to see you here! or Victoria here for that matter~"[/color]

Ahhh...today, was a good day. A very, very, good day. Now, if only she could get Tori to talk...


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