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♥ Monday, April 13, 2009♥

as i return to my dormitory after school,adeltine catches up with me.that was surprising seeign hr rather small frame and stillettos.
'howd you get to sit with chris?anbd how come you swictched?'
'if you wanted i would have switched with you...'

she analyses me from head to toe.
'nevermind.boy,do you need a wardrobe change.to the mall with me later.'
i nod,stunned.perhaps my room mates arent so bad after all.

*~*~*~*~*

shopping with adeline aint half bad,if you like shopping with a walking talking tabloid.
adeline talks non stop about whats the latest happenings,the latest couples,and most of all chris.
she talks about chris more than anone else.
is this a hint?interesting.

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THE FAIRYTALE BEGINS..
♥ Sunday, April 12, 2009♥

chris would make the most interesting class companion.
if only he would stop touching his hair.
is it just me?or does he his hand move to his head every 5 second?
sigh...
he need hairclips to keep his hair in place.but i guess hes vain because hes cute.
or is it viceversa?

i think i'm way underdressed.everyone is wearing prom-worthy dresses to school,and me,jeans and t-shirt.boy,do i need a wardrobe.
going shopping after school,i guess.but with whom?

lessons are utmostly boring.
oh looooooK!chris is online,heres his msn pic.
so cool.
and heres mine,


THE FAIRYTALE BEGINS..
♥ Friday, April 10, 2009♥

i guess i'll have to live with my room mates.they,after all are the first people i know here.i wonder what everyone else on the school is like.guess i'll hvae to find out tomorow,school starting then.

...

i wake up and get ready for school.looking for a uniform in my wardrobe, i cant seem to find one.then,i remember,there is no uniform.i slap on a jeans and t-shirt and go.
i'm missing breakfast,but thats ok.
as i step out of the lift into my 77th story classroom,i am amazed.this classroom is humongous.just the size alone amazes me.this school is flthy rich.
even though the classroom is empty,i am too scared to break the silence.
i hear foot steps behind me.turning around,i see this cute guy in a leather jacket entering.
"havent seen you around before.new here?"
"mhm.care to introduce yourself?"i breathed.
"name's chris hidy do.he pats me on the back,and takes a seat.
"i;m raina,where do you suggest i sit?"

he points to a seat beside him,and i oblige.


THE FAIRYTALE BEGINS..
♥ ♥

pehaps it was out of sheer stupidity that i didnt turn on the lights when i entered the dormitory,and i stepped on a nail.
and that hurts,mind you.
i've not introduced myself to you,but here it is,anyway.
i;m Raina, 14 this year.i've just transferred to a boarding school in japan,and i dont realy think i will like it here.
i've not really talked to my room mates yet....
i'll do that now.they look rather friedly.

back.
i have 2 roomamtes,both not so tall.
jade,a first glance,is the rather sporty type.shes well toned all over,and shes got a lot of spunk

adeline is your typical boy-crazy fellow.
she's alway reading magazines,and wouldnt look up from them to even talk to me.

thats about it.
i;m not gonna introduce myself,it should be pretty obvious what kind of person i am already.


THE FAIRYTALE BEGINS..
♥ Thursday, April 9, 2009♥

i walk alone,in the dark alley,dragging my luggage.
I'm sure this is the right path,i know it is.
i whisk i map out of my pocket.turning on my torch,i look at the map.
this is the right path,but why does it feel so wrong?

every moving shadow,a potential threat.

i hasten my steps.
after a what seems to be forever,i see dim lights coming from a distance.excitedly,knowingly,i walk even faster.
as i approach the building,my heart heaves.
this is it.this is where i should be.

as i draw near to the gate,i spot a guard.
he looks fairly nice.in the darkness,i walk up to him.
he's sleeping.hesitant to wake him,i leave my documents on his table,and enter the campus.

TBC[to be continued]


THE FAIRYTALE BEGINS..