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Thread: MY FIRST APOLOGY

FORGET IT, I thought this would be an apology, but guess what it's fudging bullshit. I'm blown out of my mind at how this Ms. THING THING is so OH I'm a Princess la la la la la is so weak spined. I'm getting in trouble for this MS. THING THING who I'm trying to help because she has nobody to play with. But just in my work place I have learned. That there are some people that doesn't know a good DEED when they see it in their face. I bet you this Ms. Thing THING probably wouldn't even pick up a hundred dollar if it was in the garbage. That's how I feel, like I'm garbage in this Ms. Thing THING Eyes. What I don't deserve the decency to say NO I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP, OR I DON'T WANT TO PLAY WITH YOU. But instead this Ms. THING THING, pretends that she's this perfect popular girl. AND over here I seem to be the HOMELESS BUM that seems to be begging for a roleplay. GET OVERYOURSELF. I'm not that desperate. Where my Request thread is like begging for it. What is this? High School? Where the Jocks have their side, of the Cafeteria, the GEEKS have their side, the Goths have their side, and the CHEERMISPERFECTS have their side or they with the Jocks who knows, I been out of high school to know the social paradigm. FUDGE IT, I guess Friday the 13th mythology strikes it's ugly head. I knew something stupid was going to happen today. One I get warned, two I'm writing this shit. Whatever, I need to vent, and yes I can vent alone, but what good does that do? Nothing changes. So here I am, Venting out in the public of the cyber world. LET IT BE KNOWN that we have to stop handling situation like these with baby hands. It's like a baby crying and the parent just gives him ice cream or something sugar. The baby is winning and is being corrupted!!! this is why our generation is so lazy, and is so stupid. This is freaking ridiculous. Are we seriously that blind that we are following our parents footsteps. LET'S BETTER OURSELVES AND LEARN TO ADDRESS THE SITUATION. NOT NEED TO ASK THE TEACHER AKA ADMINS TO FIGHT OUR BATTLES. ALL THIS WOULD OF HAVE BEEN AVOIDED IF MS. THING THING WOULD JUST SAY NO, AND IF I ASK WHY, GIVE ME A FREAKING REASON. you think you getting annoyed with me asking you every week or what not to see if you want to roleplay? GUESS WHY I KEEP asking, because you ignore me. If you don't give a DOG food does it not keep bothering you for food? YES IT DOES. So you asked for your own torment. OR MAYBE YOU LIKE FEELING EMPOWERED BY IGNORING GARBAGE PEOPLE LIKE ME. Whatever, I'm done with you, this is it. GO back to your little MS. THING THING World where you are QUEEN OF THE SILENCE. I may have lost my mind, it seems, but I'm contained. I'm Cool.
Thread: MY FIRST APOLOGY

Wrong. See you in a week.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

I've caught you. The cursor flashed at her from the faint glow of the computer screen as she considered sending the message. Jesslyn had been working in the school's office for the past year and a half and someone had hacked into the system to change grades and she had caught the person through some of her own computer hacking. She wasn't top-notch but she was good enough to have located the culprit- something the teachers here wouldn't have been able to figure out without IT help and some tracing programs. It was part of the reason why she worked in the office- she knew what she was doing. She moved some of her black hair out of her face, the curls uncooperative. Why had she decided to curl her hair today? She had no idea. Her emerald green eyes lined in kohl appeared brighter as they stared at the computer monitor. To send or not to send? Tapping her black painted fingernails along the desk, she thought it over- pursing her pale rose lips and humming a moment. Fidgeting with her multiple earrings on one of her ears, she clicked the SEND button with a smirk. She was going to have fun with this one. There was a knock at the door and she turned in her chair, swiveling around to look at the Principal. He was a tall man with a messy mop of ash brown hair and nice but stern dark brown eyes. He had wrinkles around his eyes and mouth- like he liked to smile and laugh a lot. But he wasn't too giggly at school. In a blue button-up with a black tie and khaki slacks, Mr. Macabi seemed to fit into the role of high school principal rather well. Lyn? Do you have those files organized for me? Oh, right! Yes, I do. Here you are. She grabbed a few manila folders marked with specific dates and stood up, her black knee-high boots tapping the ground softly as she walked over to him and handed him the folders. Her principal suppressed a laugh at her t-shirt which read, I don't need to outrun the bear. I just need to outrun you. She smiled at him lightly. Anything else you need? She asked politely despite her rocker appearance. She listened to heavy metal while she was working and kept the volume low- and if she wasn't mistaken- the principal liked some of her music. He looked over the files before he shook his head. Nope. I just need you to check that the computer files are in order and then you can go home. She inwardly danced and cheered before she sat back down at her computer once her boss left. She put her books and such in her bag to take to her locker since she had finished her math and English and only had a two-page worksheet for science that she would do during homeroom. She had already checked the computer files- which is how she had come upon her little hacker but wanted to see if she got a message back. She couldn't suppress a grin as she waited. This was going to be fun.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

And? The message flashed across her screen and she had to grin. The IP was different and she had the feeling the culprit felt rather full of himself or herself. It had been a vague message, but she had hoped for a little more begging. Oh, well. Beggars couldn't be choosers. She stretched out and yawned a moment, wanting to go home but needing to reply to this and hook up the messages to link to her phone. She had a new Nokia Surge, which was rather handy and good for a smart phone. It wasn't too big or too small and fit well in the pocket of her torn-up, acid washed jeans. Fingers flying across the keyboard as she changed the retrieval location to her phone, she sent a message back. Tsk, tsk. Changing grades is a fraud. Which happens to be a felony, if I recall correctly. So if you don't want this information getting out, I expect you to meet me in the cafeteria during third period lunch. I will be outside under the giant maple tree. See you tomorrow. P.S You can't hide. Hitting SEND once more, she shut down the computer and erased her activities outside of what she actually did for work. It wasn't like the staff would know about it anyways. Usually when the computers shut down, they erased anything that hadn't been saved with the admin password- so she was pretty much safe regardless. Playing with her tongue ring a moment, she contemplated who might be the culprit. She knew about everyone because of her job but she couldn't always put names to faces. Shouldering her Cookie Monster messenger bag, Jesslyn flicked off the lights and excited the room, saying good bye to everyone who was still working. She trudged down the hallways until she came to her locker and spun the lock until it clicked open. She stuffed her books and notebooks inside and took out her purple and black plaid hoodie and zipped it on. It was a little chilly out today- at least for her. She pulled the hood on loosely as she stepped outside and shuffled around for her pack of cigarettes. Pulling out a stick, she lit one up and took a soft drag, not caring that she was still on school grounds. She got yelled at all the time for it, but never really got into trouble- probably because she had good grades and worked for the principal. But the whys of it didn't really matter, right? Checking her phone for stray text-messages, she smiled at the ones from her closest friends who went to a different high school. They were planning a get-together tonight at one of their places and she was invited to bring the movies. She knew just what to pick. Taking another drag, she started walking home- having decided to walk to school since it was such a gorgeous day out. It was a mile or so down the road but she didn't mind. Popping earbuds into her ears, she started to listen to some Bury Your Dead, humming along to the music as she walked and smoked.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Alister wasn't very spooked by the proceeding message. He'd already figured that the person would want something. What, exactly, he wasn't sure. He also wasn't afraid of the felony chargers. All evidence of his involvement was at the bottom of the lake, and if the closest IP address to him was three houses down, and belong to the Dawson family. However, he didn't know if this person could identify him or not. If they could, an investigation start, and he would be forced to destroy thousands of dollars worth of computer hardware. Destruction of evidence is a lot easier to deal with than some of the other crimes he would be charged with. So, he decided it would be better to meet with the person, see what they wanted, and give it to them if he could. Otherwise, his beloved rigs would meet a termite-driven end in the woods. You can't recover data from a slab of molten metal and plastic after all. Second period was a free period for him, so he went out to the maple tree and leaned back against it, arms crossed over his chest, face stoic. He felt alright about the meeting place. The person he was meeting with wouldn't try anything in the middle of the courtyard with people around. If they did, they would be foolish, and blow any credibility they had. Alister turned his watch face toward him just as the bells for third period rang.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Jesslyn watched Alistair from a distance away, blending in with the other smokers who were a little ways off who didn't care if they got into trouble. It was lunch, so not many people bothered them while they were outside. He was a looker all right and she knew he had money from the way he dressed and held himself. A kid with too much money and a lot of free time. This really would be fun to mess with him for awhile. Jesslyn didn't really come from money- in fact, she was a foster kid and had been since she was seven. But the man who looked after her was as close to a parent as she had had in a long time. But of course, no one knew she was in a home. Excusing herself from the table, she headed over in the direction of the maple tree, acting casual about it as she smoked her cigarette and fixed her hood so it was more comfortable on her head. From the way she was walking, she knew he wouldn't notice her at first, which was what she planned on. Taking a deep drag, she leaned back against the tree and looked up at the leaves before speaking. Well, hello. Guess you decided to show after all, Mr. Computer Hacker. She let the smoke out as she spoke and watched it float up towards the sky before disappearing. She knew she was getting some weird looks from being near one of the rich kids in school, but she didn't care. They could think whatever they wanted. As far as she was concerned, they could screw. Taking another drag, she tucked her hands into her sweatshirt pockets and looked around the tree to catch Alistair's eye with a grin that seemed more amused than calculating.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Alister didn't look to see her until the moment of brief eye contact, which he slowly looked away from. She was cute, even beautiful behind all of her alternative styles, that he would venture to say even enhanced her looks. He didn't belong to any established clique, so he saw everyone for who they were, without bias. However, he did have some bias against this girl. She posed a very real annoyance to him at the moment. If you want money, you can have it. Just name your price. He spoke with as little emotion as he could muster. He spoke like a business man who was handling a deal he knew he would not profit from. Annoyed, but very much in control. In reality, his mind was racing with thoughts about what would happen to him if the information got out, and indeed what she wanted from him to make sure said information never did surface. His blue eyes watched the people around them. There were plenty of people watching. That was good. Friends or acquaintances of hers. Other people who looked like the opposite. None of them were looking at him though. He wondered if anyone in this school knew him by name. She obviously didn't. The longer that stayed this way the better. Any novice investigator could open up a year book and identify him, but at the moment he was relishing in any anonymity that existed. So what will it be? he asked, glancing over to her again. The sooner this meeting was over the better.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Though money is a tempting offer, I'm not doing this for money. She could see some of her moonstruck fans looking over at her with some confused look and she rolled her eyes. She wasn't their type regardless of what they thought. She got into trouble and didn't give a shit and it made them envious of her. It wasn't her fault there were so many stupid rules- one of which she was breaking now. Taking another drag, she looked up at the leaves- seeing their pretty colors since he had broken contact. Her hair was still curled and her eyes- like always- were rimmed with eyeliner that wasn't too much. She adjusted her hood at the side of her head before she continued speaking, closing her eyes a moment. I have something better in mind. You're going to wash my car. And then, we'll go from there. She smirked lightly and finished off the last of her stick before taking a chocolate bar out of her pocket. Lindt Milk Chocolate- her favorite. She unwrapped part of it and broke off a row and nibbled on it with a soft sigh. It was so good. She would have offered him a piece, but this was her favorite. The smokey flavor of her cigarette mixed with the chocolate and tasted rather good as it melted slowly on her tongue. Jesslyn wondered what else she could make this boy do before he snapped at her. He seemed so uptight and locked down his emotions as if he was trying to prove something. If things worked out like she wanted, perhaps he would open up and not be so stiff.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Alister laughed slightly, uncrossed his arms and pulled at the knot of his tie slightly to make it a bit looser. So you want to humiliate me? Make a rich kid do some work, huh? Just because I have money doesnt mean I never worked for something. Whatever, when and where do you want me to do this? He wasnt looking at her still, it was like was talking out to the people across the yard. He rather annoyed at this point, but it only served to make his tone even steelier. He didnt want to push her. Washing her car was simple enough and mild compared to the unlimited number of things she could have requested of him. Alister looked to her and crossed his arms over his chest again, as if to say, Are we done here?
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

She laughed loud enough to make some kids look in her direction and she gave them a grin along with the middle finger. They flushed and went back to what they were doing while she carefully swallowed her chocolate and wiped fake tears from her eyes. She brushed some of her hair from her face as she looked at her watch. Lunch was almost over already? What a bummer. Oh, Alister. I would never humiliate you. I could have done that already in front of everyone here. I already have your number, so you'll be getting a text message from me when I feel like you should do what I ask. Lighting up another cigarette, took a slow drag and stood next to him, hands in her pockets. She was close, very close and her hood kept her hair from swaying into his face. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and grinned, the stick burning as it rested between her lips. She was taunting him with knowledge that could very well ruin a lot of things for him. She wasn't stupid- far from it. And she hadn't had a fun game in a very long time. You should enjoy yourself, Al. I know I will. Casting him a wink as she took another drag, she walked back to her friends and gathered her things, knowing the bell would ring soon. She finished half her cigarette before she put it out and back into her pack. Her friends questioned her but she just waved their questions away as she heard the bell ring and she headed to her fourth period class- wonderful English. She grinned broadly
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Alister was angry by now, his set jaw the only physical homage to this. First, he hated that she had this thing to hold over his head. He liked being in control, liked his world to be in perfect order, and this girl had thrown a wrench into the precise machine of his life. When she moved closer to him he could smell her cigarette, and her proximity made him uncomfortable, adding to his anger. He enjoyed his personal space, mainly because no one cared to or had ever really invaded it before, and even fought the very physical urge to push her back. When she called him Al, he set his jaw even tighter. Damn, he hated that nick-name. Alister was an uncommon and respectable name. Yeah, Im sure that you will. He wanted to say more, wanted to tear her apart, but he pressed his lips together tightly and bit his tongue. It wouldnt be a very tactful move by any means. Whenever she left he uncrossed his arms and turned away from the tree, walking back into the school. He spent the rest of the day brooding about the situation. He was as angry at himself as he was at this girl, whatever her name was. He also made a note to find out her name. And anything and everything about her he possibly could, for that matter. He needed to know who he was dealing with and what she was capable of. After school, he drove the short three miles home and went up to his room for some research. It wasnt long before he had her name and address. Those were easy. He didnt set out any retaliatory moves yet. That may come later, depending on how far she wanted to push the envelope with him, because he quite frankly had the resources to destroy her life. But he would wait, and play her game. And so, wait he did, after grabbing a shower and changing into a pair of jeans and a dark gray Fruit of the Loom tee, flipping his BlackBerry nervously in his hand.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Alisters father came home at eleven that night, which was actually somewhat early. The man commuted an hour and a half, and typically stayed at work all day, and most of the night. Alister only saw him late at night, if he was home and awake. Alister heard a soft rap at his door and quickly closed out of a few windows on his computer. His father wouldnt recognize anything on his computer, but just in case he made sure the man never saw anything incriminating. Yeah? he asked, turning in his chair to watch his father push open his door and step through. John Drake looked like any other business man. It was almost comical. Alister sometimes wondered if his father was the man who coined the look. Middle-aged, salt and peper hair, always short and always parted to one side. Medium build, suit and tie. Their features were similar, but John was slightly overweight, and it showed in his aged face. John leaned against the door frame, one hand on the knob. He obviously wasnt staying long. How was school? he asked, his voice clean and pleasant. Alister knew it was the same tone he used with his employees. He may have well asked, Hows last quarters report coming? Fine. Good. Mom home? Alister knew the answer. No, shes staying at the office. She has an early flight tomorrow so shes just spending the night. Alister only nodded. Goodnight, son. Goodnight. The door closed, and the light from the hallway shrank into nothingness. It was a cookie cutter conversation. Nearly every night was the same, only there were different reasons why his mother wasnt home. Alister saw her less than his father. He gave up on Jess texting him, and plugged his phone into the charger dock on his night stand and undressed. At school the next day, he found himself looking over his shoulder a lot, waiting for her to be there, invading his personal space again. Luckily he didnt have any classes with her, and during his free period he sat alone in the Tech Lab, resting in front of the computer screen as it rapidly folded random molecules.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

During her free period, Jesslyn decided to text Alister. She contemplated what to put until she decided skipping would be interesting. She skipped when she knew she was caught up and if she got into trouble? She had straight A's and did all her work. They could give her detention but it wouldn't really matter since she could get out of it since the detention teacher always marked her time there so she could leave and go about her day. It was a little funny- probably because she wasn't actually a bad kid. She just liked to mess with people to get them to loosen up and live a little. Taking out her phone as she leaned back against the building and smoked, she hummed as she typed out her text message. Come outside and go around to the left side of the building. Take your stuff with you. Hitting SEND she saw her message was delivered before she pocketed her phone and took a drag from her cigarette. She let the smoke out slowly as she waited, knowing she wouldn't have to wait long before he made his way outside. She planned a fun day today- even if he thought she was probably an annoyance that should be erased. Oh, well. She would make him do whatever she wanted and that was that. He didn't have much of a choice- besides, he needed to live a little.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

It didn't take him very long, as reluctant as he was. Soon, she would see him come around the side of the building, his suit jacket off and draped over his suitcase. It was a warm day, and he didn't want his jacket to get ruined, after all. He stared at her while he approached. The way she stood there, smoking her cigarette, he would have found her attractive like that, had he not been so damn pissed at her. Although, maybe a part of him was still attracted to her. He set his briefcase down and stood in front of her. His shirt was an expensive, perfectly fitted garment that hugged his long, tapered torso quite well, and his pants were just as complimenting. He wasn't buff, but he was exceptionally fit and athletic for a computer nerd. He didn't like living up to stereotypes, after all. Okay, was all he said, standing there, waiting for her to start ordering him around or whatever. He'd already swallowed his pride with this, it was time to get down to business.
Thread: Caught [M.Panda + Hahvy]

Look at you. For a minute, I wasn't sure if you would show. She look a slow drag and looked him overly slowly on purpose. She liked how he looked, though she would have liked him to dress more casual instead of so formal. It made him seem too hardened and unapproachable- like he didn't know what fun was and he'd been shoved into a mold he shouldn't have been made to fit. She knew he was pissed at her, but she didn't care. He shouldn't have been doing what he was doing and they wouldn't have been in this particular situation. But she couldn't complain- at least he was attractive and smart enough to go toe-to-toe with her. She knew he was smart and rich- but it didn't matter so much that he came from money. All she could do was shrug and wonder if it made him happy. We're going to the beach for the rest of the day, and I'm driving. She grinned as she put out her cigarette, letting out a last stream of smoke as she tucked her hands into her pockets and walked past him. She knew he would protest and she couldn't wait to hear his wonderful arguments. She had driven her car today for just such a thing and jangled her keys around in her pocket. She had a 1969 Chevy Camaro that had taken her about three years to restore to beauty. The black and white paint job shone in the sunlight as she looked in that direction with a sigh of delight.