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			<title>Go To School</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Immediately at the front doors, you are approached by two guys. They both look like seniors, a year older than you, and are both quite attractive.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don't think I've ever seen you, I'm James.&amp;quot; The shorter blonde boy states, outstretching a hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Im Cole.&amp;quot; The tallest one says, standing at height of about 6'4. They must play sports.&lt;br /&gt;
You smile and introduce yourself, but not taking too much time to talk to them. You have to get your class schedule.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, wait up!&amp;quot; You hear a male voice call down the hallway. You turn to see Cole, holding out a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know you just moved here and stuff, but there's this party tonight. You should come with me.&amp;quot; He gives you a smile and hands you the paper, which has a neatly written address on it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll think about it.&amp;quot; You smirk, turning around and heading for the office. You stuff the paper in your pocket, and slip through the glass doors. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hi, you must be Miss. Olivia Sharp.&amp;quot; A woman greets you, urging you to sit at her desk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a seat, before being presented a two pieces of paper. One has Spanish written as your first hour class of choice, while the other has co ed physical education. You choose...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Take PE (physical education)]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Take Spanish]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{HSTemplate|Health=100|Status=|Gender=Female|Social Group=|Boyfriend/Girlfriend=|Equipment= backpack}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2016 01:14:32 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_To_School</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go To School</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_To_School</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Immediately at the front doors, you are approached by two guys. They both look like seniors, a year older than you, and are both quite attractive.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don't think I've ever seen you, I'm James.&amp;quot; The shorter blonde boy states, outstretching a hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Im Cole.&amp;quot; The tallest one says, standing at height of about 6'4. They must play sports.&lt;br /&gt;
You smile and introduce yourself, but not taking too much time to talk to them. You have to get your class schedule.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, wait up!&amp;quot; You hear a male voice call down the hallway. You turn to see Cole, holding out a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know you just moved here and stuff, but there's this party tonight. You should come with me.&amp;quot; He gives you a smile and hands you the paper, which has a neatly written address on it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll think about it.&amp;quot; You smirk, turning around and heading for the office. You stuff the paper in your pocket, and slip through the glass doors. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hi, you must be Miss. Olivia Sharp.&amp;quot; A woman greets you, urging you to sit at her desk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a seat, before being presented a two pieces of paper. One has Spanish written as your first hour class of choice, while the other has co ed physical education. You choose...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Take PE (physical education)]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Take Spanish]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2016 00:38:48 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_To_School</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go To School</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Go_To_School</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Immediately at the front doors, you are approached by two guys. They both look like seniors, a year older than you, and are both quite attractive. &amp;quot;I don't think I've ever seen y…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Immediately at the front doors, you are approached by two guys. They both look like seniors, a year older than you, and are both quite attractive.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don't think I've ever seen you, I'm James.&amp;quot; The shorter blonde boy states, outstretching a hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Im Cole.&amp;quot; The tallest one says, standing at height of about 6'4. They must play sports.&lt;br /&gt;
You smile and introduce yourself, but not taking too much time to talk to them. You have to get your class schedule.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, wait up!&amp;quot; You hear a male voice call down the hallway. You turn to see Cole, holding out a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know you just moved here and stuff, but there's this party tonight. You should come with me.&amp;quot; He gives you a smile and hands you the paper, which has a neatly written address on it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll think about it.&amp;quot; You smirk, turning around and heading for the office. You stuff the paper in your pocket, and slip through the glass doors. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hi, you must be Miss. Olivia Sharp.&amp;quot; A woman greets you, urging you to sit at her desk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a seat, before being presented a two pieces of paper. One has Spanish written as your first hour class of choice, while the other has co ed physical education. You choose...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[PE]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Spanish]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2016 00:37:12 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Go_To_School</comments>		</item>
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			<title>New Girl</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/New_Girl</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You're name is Olivia, but your old friends called you Liv.  Moving schools wasn't your choice, but you'll go with it. Your mom works as a music teacher while your dad works as a…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You're name is Olivia, but your old friends called you Liv.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Moving schools wasn't your choice, but you'll go with it. Your mom works as a music teacher while your dad works as an accountant. You come from upper middle class family.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today is your first day at your new school. You put on your white high top converse, skinny jeans, and a plain white v neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Go To School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2016 00:28:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:New_Girl</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Female high school student</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Female_high_school_student</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Pick your social group.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Are you:&lt;br /&gt;
[[New Girl]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Athlete (f)|Athlete]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Cheerleader(f)|Cheerleader]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Druggie (f)|Druggie]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Emo kid(f)|Emo kid]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Goth kid (f)|Goth kid]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Grunge kid(f)|Grunge kid]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Hippie (f)|Hippie]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Nerd(f)|Nerd]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Princess (f)|Prep]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Punk(f)|Punk]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rebel(f)|Rebel]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Skater (f)|Skater]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Skinhead(f)|Skinhead(Neonazi)]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Emo Punk]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rocker Girl (f) |Rocker Girl]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fighter (f) |Fighters]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Cross Dresser (f) |Cross Dresser]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Slut (f) |Slut]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Exchange Student (f) |Exchange Student]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{HSTemplate|Health=100|Status=|Gender=Female|Social Group=|Boyfriend/Girlfriend=|Equipment=}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2016 00:21:29 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Female_high_school_student</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell him it's his turn to fuck you</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Tell_him_it%27s_his_turn_to_fuck_you</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Erikk grabs your hand, pulling you out of the room and into the joining bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll have you all to myself this time.&amp;quot; He states, pulling your body into his and roughly kissing you. His tongue slips into your mouth, his teeth occasionally taking your bottom lip between them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before you know it, your sitting on the counter, legs spread wide, waiting for Erikks cock. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Erik goes to work on your neck, occasionally rubbing his fingers over your slit. Your neck is filled with red hickeys, and you are getting wetter by the second.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please.&amp;quot; You breath out, his fingers barely brushing your pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Erikk obeys, rolling on a condom and lining himself up. With no hesitation, he thrusts inside you. Your moans fill the room as he thrusts in and out of you hard. Your nails run down his back, for sure leaving marks. He pounds into you over and over, hitting your spot. You scream his name a few times, and along with your sounds, the smack of skin is all too be heard in the bathroom. Erikks fingers come to your clit, rubbing it in circles quickly. A few more hard thrusts and you are sent over the edge, your head thrown back as Erikk quickly joins you with his orgasm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The two of you are left panting, his left hand still placed on your thigh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[exit the bathroom in only your lace bra]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[murder him]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2016 23:15:45 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Tell_him_it%27s_his_turn_to_fuck_you</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell him it's his turn to fuck you</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Tell_him_it%27s_his_turn_to_fuck_you</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Elizabeth1994:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Erikk grabs your hand, pulling you out of the room and into the joining bathroom.  &amp;quot;I'll have you all to myself this time.&amp;quot; He states, pulling your body into his and roughly kiss…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Erikk grabs your hand, pulling you out of the room and into the joining bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll have you all to myself this time.&amp;quot; He states, pulling your body into his and roughly kissing you. His tongue slips into your mouth, his teeth occasionally taking your bottom lip between them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before you know it, your sitting on the counter, legs spread wide, waiting for Erikks cock. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Erik goes to work on your neck, occasionally rubbing his fingers over your slit. Your neck is filled with red hickeys, and you are getting wetter by the second.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please.&amp;quot; You breath out, his fingers barely brushing your pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Erikk obeys, rolling on a condom and lining himself up. With no hesitation, he thrusts inside you. Your moans fill the room as he thrusts in and out of you hard. Your nails run down his back, for sure leaving marks. He pounds into you over and over, hitting your spot. You scream his name a few times, and along with your sounds, the smack of skin is all too be heard in the bathroom. Erikks fingers come to your clit, rubbing it in circles quickly. A few more hard thrusts and you are sent over the edge, your head thrown back as Erikk quickly joins you with his orgasm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The two of you are left panting, his left hand still placed on your thigh.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2016 23:12:42 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Elizabeth1994</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/Create_Your_Own_Story/Talk:Tell_him_it%27s_his_turn_to_fuck_you</comments>		</item>
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