*(starstrukk)) .:taran:.

[deandra claire winchester]

COS I

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Deandra adjusted her red and black checkered hat before she stepped into the bright sunlight and slipped on her red Ray Bans. It was a bright, but windy, day today, and when she stepped into the courtyard, the wind blew her straight locks from her face, and practically knocked the breath out of her. She looked around before pulling her red patent leather tote farther up onto her shoulder. Ohkay, it was nothing like her, but she had actually come out there to study, so the tote was filled with books. Deandra shivered at the thought of studying as she made her way over to a bench. Sighing, she pulled out her books.

Deandra had a copy of her Calculus, history, science, and dance book in the tote, so she had a nice little pile built up when she took them all out. She also brought out her favorite purple gel pen and neon green spiral so she could actually work on her homework. She smiled as she pulled out her iPod and turned on 3OH!3's Starstrukk. It was odd, because she was feeling bizarrely 'punk' today. But, really, she wasn't. She had just woken up, saw the hat she had gotten from a friend, and decided to go with that theme.

Deandra began writing down the steps to her newest dance routine, skipping over the other subjects she had planned, when she got caught up in the music and started drumming out the beats on her notebook. Sure, she was a dance major, but that didn't mean she couldn't be into music also. She loved singing, but she loved dancing even more. Dancing was her passion, really. She didn't really know any other people with a passion for dance, and really she hadn't met many other dance majors at this school. But, she did still love music. It was a big part of dance...

Deandra had gotten to caught up in the song to notice when her Calculus book went flying open, and her papers went flying everywhere. But, when she did look up, and saw them flying, she ripped out her ear-buds, and went chasing after them. She had gathered all but one. Deandra looked around, and saw it under someone's foot. She walked up to the person, and tapped them on the shoulder. "Uhm, do think you could move your foot. You're kinda standing on my Calculus homework..." Deandra said, pointing to the paper under the boys foot.

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STATUS! COMPLETE TAGGED! Prince Tarannnnn! NOTES! LOVE THE SONG! Haha, 3OH!3 is awesome, but, yeah, sorry if the post is bad.... :/. Outfit-distressed plaid teeWORDS! 411 OUTFIT! HERE, Y'ALL LYRICS! Starstrukk - 3OH!3[/center][/font][/size]

[taran river devereux]

‘‘I'M LIKE A RINGLEADER I CALL, I CALL THE SHOTS,

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<sub>taran hated school, you never really saw him doing any work because well he was pretty sneaky about it. he was the kind of guy who much preferred doing his homework IN class, if at all. you'd never catch him sitting around doing his work, like out in the public eye. taran's earbuds were stuffed into his ears, the music on full blast. he was waiting for his lovely girlfriend, sophia, to arrive. acting was his major, and a passion. but he also loved music. making music, singing, and listening to it. he listened when he needed to escape the world for just a little while. for when he was alone and just wanted all these other people around him, to leave him alone. he was walking rather slowly in the direction that he was facing, had he noticed that a female in red and black was running around to grab papers that had flown? oddly, no. then again, he was just being typical him and ignoring everyone that didn't have much significance to prince taran river devereux. he hadn't even notice that he stepped on the poor girls paper. it was funny, just as he stepped on the paper, he'd decided to stop and look around to see if he could find his love.

"what?" he questioned, with a hint of an attitude. he didn't have the patience to deal with other people. nah, that's just not how prince taran the terrible was. he was rude and crude, and he honestly didn't give a fuck. it was pretty rude, especially since he was standing on her paper, but it was just the way he was. he looked down at his foot, where she'd been pointing. rather than apologize, he said "Oh." and lifted his foot a little. she'd gotten her paper, which was what he wanted, he was and be was about to start walking away, because as far as he knew his business here was done, right? he honestly didn't think this girl was going to start a conversation with taran the terrible.</sub>

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TAGGED; deandra.
STATUS; done.
WORDS; 346
MUSE;

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OUTFIT;[/COLOR] nope. [/s]
CREDIT;[/COLOR] KAYLAX090 AT CAUTION!
ADDITIONAL NOTES; sorry, so short and SO late. -.- [/SIZE]

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