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  3. LilaLove99 LilaLove99
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    December 17, 2011 7:38pm UTC
    Back To Witty Academy- Year Two♥
    chapter three
    Possibly the most controversial clique in Witty Academy was the Justin Bieber lovers. Led by 'Justinbieberismylife (Amanda)', their time at Witty Academy was spent trying to convert ordinary students into hardcore Beliebers. On the second day at Witty Academy, 'LaylaDaft (Layla)' shared an idea with the other members of the group.
    "Okay, posters and perfume are not helping us convert. We need more. We need... Justin."
    "Is it just me, or do we have enough Justin as is?" grinned 'cavalshep (Darcey)'.
    "No no no, I understand what you mean. We need to get 'em pumped," beamed 'spongebobspots (Cass)'.
    "We need a brainstorm, big time," replied 'loveyualways (Brittany)', plopping onto an empty bed and blowing on her purple nail polish to dry it.
    The girls sat like that for almost an hour, and 'xxILoveYouSoMuchxx (Britt)' wrote down dozens of ideas in purple marker in a Justin Bieber notebook. Finally, 'tirzahreid (Tirzah)' made a breakthrough.
    "Oh my Biebs," she exclaimed, standing. "We should get him to video chat us!"
    At first, the other Bieber followers were skeptic.
    "And what makes you think he's gonna do that?" asked 'alexisisonn (Alexis)', flopping back onto a pillow.
    'Shalboo (Shelby)' was more supportive of the idea.
    "Come on, guys; we could totally make this work!" Shelby beamed, kneeling on the bed.
    For the rest of the night, the Beliebers thought of all the ways they could get Justin to video call them--or even better, to actually visit them. They knew it was a long shot, but they couldn't help but dream of meeting Justin in real life. They were so caught up in their plans that they didn't fall asleep until it was time to get ready for their classes the next day.
    When Layla's alarm clock blared Love Me the next day, the Beliebers stared at each other in shock. Was it really 6:00 already? Slowly, the Beliebers trudged to the bathroom, only to find that their appearances suggested that they had been visited by the witch of unattractiveness. Large, dark circles lined all 40 eyes as they stared at their messy hair, pale faces, and smudged purple makeup.
    "Oh, God no," gaped Amanda, slowly turning to exit the bathroom.
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  4. xoxjackiee xoxjackiee
    posted a quote
    December 13, 2011 8:35pm UTC
    There comes a time in life,
    when you have to get yourself away from all of the pointless drama, and the people who create it, and focus on being happy. surround yourself with people who make you laugh until you can't breathe. after all, life is too short to be anything but happy. ♥

  5. LilaLove99 LilaLove99
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    December 11, 2011 5:41pm UTC
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  6. LilaLove99 LilaLove99
    posted a quote
    December 10, 2011 8:44pm UTC
    My Challenge For You Today
    wipe off that makeup. replace the fake smile with a real one. go outside and run around. piggy-back rides in walmart at 3 in the morning are a necessity. bake cookies, and eat them. all of them, if you want. fall in love, then fall out of love. talk to a s t r a n g e r; they could become your best friend. pick flowers, and make them into a crown. put down your phone, and visit your friends in real life. paint your nails, and make each one a different color. throw on some insane clothes, and go to the park. climb a tree. get dirty, and i'm talking about mud puddles and grass stains . do something.
    you only f**king live once.
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  7. LilaLove99 LilaLove99
    posted a quote
    December 6, 2011 4:49pm UTC
    Back To Witty Academy- Year Two♥
    chapter two
    On the door leading to room 1B, a list of names was posted. Twenty-one curious girls crowded the door, and they soon realized that the sheet of paper was a roster, reading:
    silverarrows (Alethea)
    kaylala513 (Kayla)
    sophiecanrawr (Sophie
    heyyitskatayy (Katie 1)
    angieluv3 (Angie)
    KawaiiVampy (Giana)
    jr50talula (Hopie)
    IxLovexStevex (Shannon)
    xxoliviaxx226 (Olivia)
    iilovehimm (Quincey)
    BloddyKisses (Sarah)
    justsoccer1234 (Natalia)
    bekahbop (Bekah)
    justsmiiileXD (Kaleigh)
    katie7 (Katie 2)
    lovehauntsyou (Shana)
    13heatherlynn1 (Heather)
    cowsrule (Brianna)
    tay_tay_swiift (Gracie)
    lexlex123 (Lexie)
    setthemusicfree (Kelly)
    Brianna opened the door to the room, and the girls piled in. They each found their bed and quickly jumped on, and commotion commenced. Girls explored the vast room, opened cabinets, scoped out the bathroom, and much more. They were done evaluating their surroundings in less than ten minutes, and from then on, the cliques started forming. It was obvious that the girls in the room hadn't been sorted, just thrown on the roster as a cause of their tardiness sending in their applications. Many of the girls had nothing in common, unlike the other rooms full of girls, who all seemed to connect with each other and understand each other almost immediately. On top of that, this was the only room housing girla new to Witty Academy. The drama started almost immediately. Shannon and Natalia sided together against Brianna and Lexie in a loud, semi-violent Justin Bieber throwdown: the haters against the lovers. Kayla, Sophia, Gianna, Quincey, and Olivia all found a common interest in music, but they faced off against Sarah, Kaleigh, Katie 2, Shana, Heather, Gracie, and Lexie in a battle over which boy bands were the best, which pop diva was the sluttiest, and which of Taylor Swift's records should have been the most--and least--successful. There were tears. There was screaming. There was shouting, screeching, and yelling that could be heard all the way down the hall. The only girls who weren't involved in the devastating war were Alethea, Katie 1, and Angie, who were all sitting on Alethea's bed getting to know each other better.
    Suddenly, the girls heard a knock at the door. The screaming stopped, and the girls froze as Steve pushed his way into the room.
    "What is going on here?!" he exclaimed, examining the room. His mouth hung open in disbelief, and the girls eyed each other nervously.
    "All right, this is insane," Steve continued. "You all need to come down to counseling, now."
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  8. LilaLove99 LilaLove99
    posted a quote
    December 4, 2011 4:16pm UTC
    Back To Witty Academy- Year Two♥
    chapter one
    It was a brand new year, and time for Witty Academy to open its gates again. Hundreds of excited Witty girls crowded into buses with screams and ecstatic greetings. Even with texting, chatting, and emailing, it had been a long summer without Witty Academy to bind the girls together. Every girl on the bus was too excited to sit during the ride to Witty Academy, and anxious chatter filled the buses. One long hour later, the buses finally pulled into the parking lot of Witty Academy. All of the memories of WA rushed back. Just like last year, Steve met the students in the parking lot. Dozens of buses, each holding fifty girls, pulled up and dropped the girls off. After a brief introduction, Steve led the girls back into WA. Even though they had lived in Witty Academy for nine months, the luxurious setting seemed surreal to the girls. The large, dome-shaped stained glass ceiling that they knew so well stared back at them, bringing tears to their eyes as they remembered all of the memories they had made in the building. The beige walls comforted them, and they made their way into a huge auditorium.
    After receiving their nametags and room assignments, the girls were led up to their rooms.
    "Wow," breathed a girl, whose nametag read 'Chloe(Jewel)'. "It's exactly like last year, only better."
    "Totally," agreed 'Ashlie(hockeyjones17)'. "We all know each other now, too. This is going to be the absolute best year ever."
    Chloe smiled at her, and they entered their room--3A--together. They were met by the same group of girls as last year, with the exception of one or two dropouts.
    "Ash! Chloe! You're here!" screamed 'Olivia (livvxyourxlifee)'.
    A girl whose nametag stated she was 'Laurynn (SLERP)' jumped up and joined the group.
    "Oh my gosh, I missed you guys so, so, so, so, SO much," Laurynn smiled, adding onto the group hug taking place in the middle of the room.
    "I missed you guys, too!" Ashlie grinned, sitting on her bed.
    "Man, this place is even better than last year, and I didn't even think that was possible," Olivia said, and all of the other girls nodded in agreement.
    Room 3A was filled by the dominating force on Witty Profiles. These were the girls who got constant top quotes, and deserved them, too. And they, as well as all of the other Witty girls, were about to have the time of their lives--for the second time.
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  9. cloudedcollabs cloudedcollabs
    posted a quote
    July 11, 2011 3:03pm UTC
    •Tragedy•
    Prologue
    Tragedy. The word can have so many meanings. There are so many words linked to the word “tragedy”. When tragedy strikes, you know that your life is about to take a dramatic turn for the worst. It can mean losing a family member. It can mean losing something that you’ve taken for granted all of your life. And for fourteen-year-old Scarlett Brawn, it can mean finding out who your real friends are.
    Scarlett. Scarlett is a dream chasing, fun-loving, sweet, caring, down-to-earth brunette. But when a hurricane strikes Scarlett’s Florida home, things get nasty. Instead of embracing the friend who sticks with her, she turns sour towards those who don’t. Eventually, her circle of friends turns south. It’s Scarlett and Anemone vs. Zoe and Phoebe from there on out.
    Anemone. Nemma is the girl living in a broken home, raised to appreciate the little things in life. Her love of nature is the cause of her relaxed mojo. Along with her best friend Scarlett, she reigns the town as the most popular girl. Nemma is a hippie and a lover at heart.
    Phoebe. Phoebe is a love-struck teenage girl. Like many girls her age, Phoebe falls in love too easily, and has her heart broken easily. Her desire to fall in love has shaped her personality. Phoebe is a daydreamer. Her head is always up in space, whether she’s thinking about the latest politics or her latest crushes. Phoebe has been best friends with Zoe since first grade. Although they’re different, Zoe keeps Phoebe’s head on the ground, and Phoebe keeps Zoe’s temper controlled… most of the time. But the fact that they are so different might drive them away from each other when they’re turned against Scarlett and Nemma in an icy, bloody war.
    Zoe. Zoe is a handful. When she has a need, or a want, there is not doubt in anyone’s mind that Zoe will get what she wants, when she wants it. Zoe speaks her mind, but her opinions are harsher than others'. Her temper eventually drives Phoebe away, and from then on out, it’s Scarlett and Nemma vs. Phoebe vs. Zoe.
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  10. cloudedcollabs cloudedcollabs
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    July 11, 2011 3:08pm UTC
    •Tragedy•
    Scarlett; Chapter One
    I woke up in a hospital bed, with casts around both of my arms, and gauze wrapped around my head. My head was throbbing, and my chest felt as though someone had shot a bullet through it. But I quickly pushed the thoughts away. I knew why I was in a hospital. I had just survived the unthinkable: a hurricane. I was with my mother and father in our Florida home when the house started rattling. The roof of our house was ripped off, and we knew then and there that we wouldn’t survive. We were thrown against walls. Picture frames, sculptures, and plant pots shattered as they hit the floor. A wall of our house fell right on top of my mother, father, and me. And that was the last thing I remembered before blacking out.
    Now, here I was. In an unknown hospital bed, with no clue whether my parents were alive or dead. A tall woman walked into my room. I could immediately tell that she was a nurse. She made an attempt of smiling at me, but I could tell her heart wasn’t in it.
    “Good morning, Scarlett; I’m nurse Karen,” the nurse said kindly, opening the curtains next to my bed.
    “Hi,” I responded weakly, trying to gain enough courage to ask about my parents.
    “How are you feeling?” she asked, sitting next to my legs on the bed.
    “Fine,” I lied, not telling her about my head and chest. She could use those as excuses to buy time before telling me about my parents. Karen took some notes on a clipboard, and she then stood up.
    “All right, I’ll be going now. You get some rest, and ring that bell if you want anything,” she said, pointing to a small silver button on the wall. She left the door cracked open, and I could hear bits of the conversation she was having with a doctor out in the hall. I often heard things along the lines of “Do you think I should tell her?” and “Wait until she’s recovered.” and “When will that be?”
    I was worried. It was obvious that they needed to tell me something that I didn’t want to hear. Acting purely on impulse, I pushed the button. I faintly heard an alarm ringing. It was probably a buzzer in Karen’s pocket. A few seconds later, the door fully opened and Karen walked in. Her dull attitude from the hallway had completely vanished. She was all smiles as she spoke.
    “Did you need something?” she asked politely, pulling out a clipboard. I took a breath.
    “I want to know where my parent are,” I said quickly. Karen’s smiled vanished. She gulped, and sat down on the end of my bed.
    “Listen, Scarlett,” she said solemnly. “There’s a reason why you’re here. This is a hospital for those who have been rescued from a disaster. After your neighborhood was hit by the hurricane, we sent a rescue squad to the area. They pulled you out from under the wall. They found your parents, too. But, Scarlett, your parents… when we reached your house… your parents were already dead.”
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  11. cloudedcollabs cloudedcollabs
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    July 11, 2011 4:27pm UTC
    •Tragedy•
    Nemma; Chapter Two
    I glided through the rough waves on my surfboard, the salty water knocking against my feet. The recent hurricane that hit made it perfect for a day on the water. Nothing in the world compared to surfing on the massive walls of water, and I was in my own perfect heaven. As I paddled in to take a break, I saw my dad run out on our deck and start furiously waving to me. I ran up the beach to see what he wanted.
    "Nemma!" He cried. "Opal, the hurricane, hit Scarlett's house! The hospital just called me!" I could tell that there was something he wasn't telling me, but I knew if it was something absolutely necessary he would've mentioned it.
    We ran to the Jeep and drove to the hospital. A nurse rushed us through security and to the desk outside Scar's unit. They gave us little visitor cards and told me that Scarlett had been asking to see me, so I hurried into her room. There were a lot of beeping machines, and her arms were wrapped in casts. Her usual smile was nowhere to be seen; instead she had tears dripping down her face.
    "Nemma," She choked out. I sat down on the edge of her bed and took her hand. "They're gone." She closed her eyes for a moment, and bowed her head. "My parents."
    "What will happen to you now?" Our eyes connected as we both thought of the possibilities.
    "I guess a foster home, or go live with my cousins in Virginia. . ." My best friend couldn't move eight hundred miles away. There had to be another option to keep her in Florida.
    "Ohmigosh! You could live with me! My dad could adopt you!" I cried out. Scar's face lit up with excitement. We both knew my dad loved her almost like another daughter, and we had an extra bedroom.
    I presented the idea to him and the hospital, and everyone agreed it would work. A child service worker came to our house and said it was perfect for another girl, and gave us a big packet of paperwork to fill out. This was every girl's dream come true, their best friend becoming their sister! Scar and I had already been practically inseperable from birth, so nothing would change except her address.
    The next week when Scarlett got out of the hospital, we had all of her remaining belongings that survived Hurricane Opal moved to my house. She had the bedroom right across the hall from mine and we would share my bathroom.
    The next day I went for my morning jog with Caval, my dog. We had made it halfway down the beach when I noticed another person heading our way. It was a boy, with chocolate brown hair and a great smile. I stopped running and so did he. He widened his smile and walked over.
    "Hey." The one word made my heart flutter.
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  12. LilaLove99 LilaLove99
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2011 7:59am UTC
    When someone sends you
    An IM the second you get online...
    It's like...
    do you just WATCH the chat contact list?

  13. tay_tay_swiift tay_tay_swiift
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    July 1, 2011 12:08am UTC
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  14. 08642 08642
    posted a quote
    June 24, 2011 9:59pm UTC
    Me: Can I use the bathroom?
    Teacher: I don't know, can you?
    Me: When I was using "can" I was using
    its secondary model form as a
    verbal modifier asking for permission,
    as opposed to expressing an ability.
    I thought since you were
    a teacher you'd know that.
    My bad.
    MAY I use the restroom?
    Teacher: ...


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  16. Alysssa Alysssa
    posted a quote
    June 25, 2011 5:23pm UTC
    SOCIETY IS WRONG.
    Dead wrong.
    We're taught that exotic is beautiful.
    We're taught to believe that miniature waists, and perfect tans are beautiful.
    We're convinced that blonde girls with gorgeous smiles win every time.
    But the truth is?
    Originality is beautiful.
    Big brown eyes, green eyes, blue eyes.
    Curves.
    Your natural skin tone is beautiful.
    Your hair color, your smile.
    Your voice, your laugh, your personality.
    Every inch of you is beautiful, every single part of you shines with essence.
    You, my dear?
    YOU'RE LOVELY.


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    posted a quote
    June 20, 2011 8:39pm UTC
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  20. shellerss shellerss
    posted a quote
    June 21, 2011 2:54pm UTC
    Fave if you remember;
    Chalkzone
    Doug
    Hey Arnold.
    Bear in The Big Blue House.
    The Rugrats.
    All That.
    The Amanda Show.
    Rollie Pollie Ollie.
    CatDog
    Reading Rainbow
    Mr. Rogers.
    Lizzie Mcguire.
    Kim Possible.
    Totally Spies.
    Rocket Power.
    Comment if i forgot any(:

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