Post by cyrus sherman on Feb 9, 2009 13:41:39 GMT -5
you dont understand
what it is that makes me tick
Sure it wasnt a good thing to give this girl caffiene but whos to say she listened to that fact anyway. Cyrus adored the coffee house it had the best coffee drinks ever and she couldnt avoid them no matter how much it affected her hyperactiveness. Sighing she had rolled out of bed that morning bounding on getting a coffee before she got to school. Luckily she didnt live that far from either place and so her mother wouldnt have to know she had caffiene before school and end up in trouble because she normally disrupted classes with her hyperactive outbursts. A smile prominent on her face as she brushed her brunette locks and her pearly white teeth she headed out of her bathroom to her bedroom and bounded on down the stairs.
Smelling her mothers cooking she shrugged it off, grabbed a nutrigrain bar and waved off to her mother, father and sister since her mother drove her sister to school before heading to work herself. Cyrus loved her sister but annabelle proved to be unsecretkeepable. Skipping down the front stairs after locking the door to the house she walked down the driveway turning the opposite way from the school to head to the coffee house before she went back the other way to the school. Luckily she had left the house early enough to do so. A breath of fresh air and a few minutes later she was entering the coffee house and the smell of freshly brewed coffee was entering her nose awakening her more as she walked up to the counter and ordered up her drink.
Paying for it she looked around, found a booth seat and skuttled on over to it setting her bag down before sliding into that same side and sipping at the couch setting it down quickly as she burnt her tongue with the hot liquid. Rubbing her eyes as she got the rest of the sleepies out and let her drink cool a good few minutes she glanced around making sure she hadnt been spotted for burning her tongue. She absolutely hated being noticed for stupid things like that besides jumping up on her desk and belting a few notes to her favorite song was nothing. Pulling out her cellphone she brought up milo's number, sure they werent suppose to be friends because of the grades difference her being a freshman, him being a senior but they were and managed to pull of the enemy thing around others. Texting him she asked if he had time to stop at the coffee house and drive her to the school.
Awaiting a reply she leaned back in the seat and picked up her cup of coffee sipping at it carefully this time.
[/font][/color] milo palmertag
outfit[/font][/color] click it up
notes[/font] so museful but tired how odd
song[/font][/color] fly on the wall,, miley cyrus[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
