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Post by Hannah Steiner on Nov 15, 2014 23:27:29 GMT
Grant BixbyHannah sat at a table, eating lunch in her cute summer-fall outfit. Her hair was tied in a cute bun (in image linked). She picked up her fork and picked up a couple pieces of salad, shoving them into her mouth, chewing then swallowing. She took a big drink of water before picking up her fork again and eating the salad on her plate.
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Post by Grant Bixby on Nov 18, 2014 3:17:07 GMT
Grant had gotten a yummy slow cooked Italian chicken from the cafeteria, and wanted to sit with somebody. Somebody...new. Not new as in they just arrived at the academy, new as in new to him. He found a girl sitting by herself, and asked, "Hello, is it okay if I sit with you? I don't mean it in a romantic way, just in a friendly way!" Grant smiled brightly, hoping that would show he was an innocent male, and not some axe murderer. |
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Post by Hannah Steiner on Nov 18, 2014 23:28:59 GMT
"Yeah. Just don't pull any tricks. My outfit is super-new, and I would kill the first person that spilled something on it. Not including myself." Hannah snickered at her own joke. The boy looked about her age, a little scrawny but otherwise good looking. He seemed like one of those kids that would be very humorous and, judging by his approach, she felt her theory was proven correct. "I'm Hannah. Half white chinchilla. Fresh from that smelly yellow bus." She joked. Hannah wasn't used to riding in school buses; her parents had bought a limousine and had hired a driver that they payed. But the driver refused to take Hannah to Animalia Academy for an unknown reason, so she was forced to ride in a school bus.
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Post by Grant Bixby on Nov 19, 2014 1:19:00 GMT
(She sounds like a pessimist...)
Grant became anxious as Hannah explained that if he spilled anything on her, he would be doomed. Thinking that she couldn't possibly kill him, a wolf half-blood, and she a white chinchilla half-blood, he giggled at her joke. He sat down across from her and said, "I'm Grant, half wolf. Fresher from the so-called-smelly yellow bus. So, what makes you think I have 'tricks' up my sleeve?" Grant smirked. He used to play pranks, small ones, on other people. Mostly distraction pranks, like saying, "Look over there!" and somebody would look a different way while he took their oreos or donuts. He loved sweet treats, more than Hannah loved her outfit, or any girl who loves her clothes. Honestly, he would kill or scratch them with his wolf claws. Grant gets violent when it comes to sweets. Truth.
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Post by Hannah Steiner on Nov 19, 2014 16:33:09 GMT
| (Looks up pessimist because Kat doesn't know what one is...) Hmm, yeah, makes sense. |
"I dunno. Some people pull pranks and some don't. But anyway, nice to meet you, Grant." Hannah smiled a small, sly grin. He was a good friend to her now.
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Post by Grant Bixby on Nov 19, 2014 22:55:22 GMT
(AW YEAH)
Grant smiled. "It's nice to meet you too, Hannah." said Grant filled with delight. He scooped up some of his chicken and carefully ate it. He was becoming friends with another person, and he did NOT want to blow it. "So, random question, who would you want to be with if you were stranded on an island?" asked Grant. He had a few questions he asked people to get to know them, this was one of them.
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Post by Hannah Steiner on Nov 20, 2014 0:27:27 GMT
She squinted at Grant. He asked a random question that she was not expecting. "My boyfriend. Well, I think he's my boyfriend but I don't know. We made out so I think it makes us a couple." That sparked another memory- her "boyfriend", Cadeil Parker. Hannah thought he was pretty cute and a cool guy, and they ended up kissing on his couch and admitting their love for each other. Yes, that's sadly how it went. I, the narrator, witnessed. I didn't want to! I had to, I was telling the story!
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Post by Grant Bixby on Nov 20, 2014 1:08:50 GMT
(lol but why'd you tag him?)
Grant was lost for words. He blushed when Hannah said they made out. Grant rubbed the back of his neck, and said, "Uh, well, o-okay then? Well, I would think you two would, in fact, be dating if you made out or whatever..." Oh poor Grant. He was embarrassed by the rather unnecessary lovey-dovey details.
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Post by Hannah Steiner on Dec 3, 2014 3:10:35 GMT
| (takes out tag) I have no idea what you're talking about. |
"Who would you want to be with if you were stranded on an island?" She quickly continued the conversation after Grant trailed off and picked up a couple leaves of her salad and ate them after finishing her sentence.
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Post by Grant Bixby on Dec 4, 2014 0:59:50 GMT
(lol)
Oh no. He had to confess who he liked, but maybe she didn't know who she was... "There's a girl at this school named Angelica, platinum blonde hair, wolf half-blood. She's one of the most wonderful people I've met." said Grant, scooping up some more of his chicken.
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