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[i][color=f49ac2][sub]♪~I'll tempt you with my siren song
Close your eyes and just sing along
I can feel you thinking
One more kiss is all I need from this~♫[/sub][/color][/i]

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[i]If Stormy could see her friends, as she was coming to start to see most of them anyway, she’d have laughed. She was ready and raring to go, but that was always just normal with her. Always told her old friend group that she woke up with spite in her veins because the town they lived in literally needed a wrench to be thrown into its normal operation because it was [b]BORING[/b] and there wasn’t much to do. She’d actually been up earlier, her phone going off at 7:00 AM because she had something she had to go do. That something? She snuck out through the window of the room she shared with this other girl. That was. That was something she was still getting used to. Growing up with her own space only to move one day and then have to share it? But her roomie had been pretty cool, and didn’t harsh the vibe Stormy kept to. Well, anyway, her little morning errand was quite simple: retrieve coffee for herself and her roomie. The school let her have a coffee maker, but she had come to love this little coffee shop that she visited almost every day… So she always made sure to have time to grab some. She was such a regular, that they always had her coffee ready before she even showed up![/i]

[i]On the counter rested the one she had got for her roomie, Alex, and a sticky note sat next to it letting her know that it was, in fact, hers. By 7:25, Stormy had already drained her’s and was showering. The water streamed down over her,so hot that it made the entire bathroom feel like a sauna with steam visible despite the colder air of the room. There was even music thumping from a little speaker she kept in there. Despite her own particular after school activity, Stormy loved all kinds of music. For the most part. Oh, and she was drumming along the wall of the shower with her hands, already done with her morning cleanse to start the day off.[/i]

[i]She was out of the shower and dressed by, oh, 7:35 and she still hadn’t checked her phone yet. She was lost in that musical element of hers, singing into her hairbrush as she went around the room collecting her things with a free hand. [color=f49ac2]”Oh she’s a rich little girl and she’s oh so lucky! With a pocketful of dynamite, she better keep runnin’!~♪”[/color] She tossed her hairbrush onto the nightstand next to her bed and retrieved her backpack and jacket as her eyes drifted over the various rock and metal band posters that adorned her walls, all of them signed. Her voice dropped a few octaves, damn near a whisper as the high she had been running off of finally petered off. “[color=f49ac2]Have you got a reason to be sad when your daddy’s got money…?~♫[/color]” A sigh escaped her as she looked down at her phone and finally saw the unread text message. Stormy shook her head as she picked it up and read over the message that had been sent out. “[/i]

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[sub][u]To:[/u] Book Club
Ay, guess it is. We still meetin’ at the usual coffee shop? And I still can’t believe you’re super into that stuff. If I was some spooky dead folks, I’d avoid a group of teenagers tryin’ to drag me to have a conversation. But, not like I got much better to do. - Poppy

Also, why poppy again? I’m not exactly the ‘flowery’ type ya know.

♫Rock out with your heart out♪[/sub]

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[i]”[color=f49ac2]Yo, Alex. Might want to check yer phone once ya get done. Spooky chick wants to do the thing today, despite it lookin’ like primetime for a horror movie out there..[/color]” Stormy slung her backpack over one shoulder and grabbed her drumsticks to shove into a pocket. Another signed thing given to her by her dad. A glance over her posters before she went over to the door to her and Alex’s suite, checking the time on her phone. “[color=f49ac2]I’ll be out in the hall. We got about.. Oh, ten or so minutes before our slow descent into madness starts.[/color]” Stormy didn’t hate school, or learning… Just some of the teachers were.. Well.. [b]BORING[/b]![/i]