School of Secrets
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Thread Topic: School of Secrets
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Blair buried her face in her pill when Joshua came in.
Courtney closed her laptop and watched Blair. -
*pillow
Not pill -
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Joshua said "I just talked to Brandon on the way here."
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Blair stayed quiet.
Courtney jumped, "What did he say?!" -
Abi searched the walls with her ex ray vision and found the guitar. She cut the wall and took out the guitar befor sealing it.
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Joshua said "Nothing really."
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Courtney blinked and then sat back down on her bed.
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Abi returned to the apartment playing Thinking Out Loud on the guitar. She didn't sing because she didn't want Courtney to know what song she was playing.
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Courtney saw Abbie walk in with a guitar. She was only interested in drums and you know percussion instruments. She hummed in low tone though and rested her head on the pillow.
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Abi sat on her bed and continued playing. When she finished she played and sang to 'Play that Song'. Her aunt Silvia had taught her how to sing. So she was pretty good. Not as great as David, but good.
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"Play that song...the one that makes me go all night long...the one that makes me think you...that's all you gotta do." Courtney sang along.
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"Hey Mr. DJ! When ya gonna spin it? My girl's favorite record should be played in a minute. She invited all her friends! And I'm buying all the rounds! And they're all dolled up... Hey man please don't let me down!" Abi sang. "When ya gonna, play that song now? Why ya gotta hesitate? When ya gonna play that song and make my day?" Abi sang.
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kakr raised her head up and blinked once before getting in the groove. "She said, play that song, The one that makes me go all night long, The one that makes me think of you, That's all you gotta do, Hey, play that song, The one the makes me stay out till dawn, The one that makes me go, ooh, That's all you gotta do (hey, hey, hey, hey)." She sang in her sweetest tone.
Courtney chuckled. -
*Blair
Not kakr
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