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Post by Jaclyn Wilde on Jun 16, 2008 14:06:11 GMT -5
  The Courtyard was unbelievably serene and silent. The only sound was of the running water of the fountain and the hushed whispers to each other. Jaclyn felt awkward as she stepped into the official area of the academy. It was days like this she wished she wasn't even be enrolled in Welton Academy. The silence gnawed her out causing her to feel utterly different from what she acutally was. She wanted to hear the noise and the rambling of the school. Somewhat like a high school movie opening cliche with all the spontaneous people.
Jaclyn strode to a nice, cold bench. No one seemed to have been sitting there expect for some books that were put to the opposite side. The girl began to straighten up her first blouse that had been creased. Image wasn't one of the most important things to her, but it wouldn't kill to look nice. Jaclyn's eye meandered through the Courtyard area. She wanted to meet someone. Or at the least talk, and the most make a friend. However it was another movie cliche if you gained one already.
The girl sighed and gave a sideways glance at the opposite side of the bench. Who's books are these anyways?
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