30 Almost 11 years already
Lately I was very busy and school was not in my priorities. To tell the truth, I believe that it never was, but as much keep this detail for me. Personally, I prefer the calm of libraries or search information quietly on my pc. The school is not as fun as before. Since I'm here, studying, no, going to school is not funny. This city is not mine. I drown, I suffocated, I regret my l townittle green quiet and relaxing that small girl, I yet criticized so much. Here, everything goes much too fast, everything evolves too fast, I can not follow this perpetual movement and no one knows anyone. It's not that. Everyone ignores his neighbor and does not have any time to devote to him anyway. This place is superficial and I do not trust anyone. I know from experience that in this city everything is based on money and appearances. Here making friends is not easy because you never know if others like you for what you are, what you represent or what you can bring them. Appearances, money, power dominate the world and the corridors that I am walking at this moment are not different.
While all the students rush to join their class, in the outer corridors of a school, recalling the cloisters of the monasteries, a girl speaks alone while pacing. She does not seem to mind the bell that rings for the second time. She continues her monologue, seeming to speak to someone very close to her that only she can see. Of course, only her actions a little strange enough to distinguish her from other students who have left this place for a long time but this girl is different from her classmates in many other point. It is said of her that she is very tall for her age, but in her school, strangely, she is among the smallest. It is also said of her that she do older than her age and yet again if we compare her with the other girls present earlier, she do younger. It is nonetheless true that this girl with a magnificent face has long, smooth blond hair that she does not attach. Her beautiful blue eyes very clear and her already sensual mouth although her face reveal traces still childish, already attracts many young men older than her. But it's a shame that his character ...
Marymount High School Los Angeles March 11, 2011
09h45am
"Located not far from Sunset Blvd, Marymount High School is a Catholic school only for girls. Its goal is to inculcate ethics and moral values to the young women of tomorrow as well as to awaken them to various art forms. Yaaaa, help, I've been in prison for two and a half years in this place with 50% of rich girls who think they are delinquents and 50% of daughters to their moms unable to choose their panties alone. "
A woman not far from there has just witnessed this monologue and she sighs of helplessness. Unfortunately, on the part of this brilliant student who is unfortunately very often absent either because she works, or because she walks in the school, see because she sleeps in the library or outside when he nice weather, this sort of thing is anything but unusual. Lara Eve Prescott, family ascendants of high ranks and irreproachable. Personal conduct, catastrophic. Lara, the little star of this school but especially the little dunce who does not take anything or anyone seriously, who enjoys herself everything and yet gets very good grades is a walking disaster and a source of depression for the teachers.
"Miss Prescott, I was inspired to not to go to your class, but to come right here to find you."
Still she, she placed a detector in my bag or what this old skin. Miss Prescott I was well inspired gnagna "Yes Mrs. Alibert, how can I help you Ms. Alibert?"
This smile while I make fun of her is not normal. "Miss Prescott, laugh, but you'll laugh less when you hear that Senator Prescott has come with the intention of spending the day with you."
Ha? Not the old grumpy, all but the old grumbler. "I am not here."
"Stay here, come back here Miss Prescott. Come back, Miss Prescott. Miss Presc. What a annoyingly girl."
10h15am
"So, my treasure, are you happy to see grandpa? Still those fuckers of journalists? Stanley, but what are you doing, speed up and crush me at least two or three of those dogs. Ah, the staff is not what it used to be, in my time we knew how to get rid of the press."
This old man is crazy, more and more crazy. "I'm very happy to see you grandpa. Look, I smile."
Do not look at me like that, I'm going to pee on myself. "She does not care about me. So why did you run away, little unworthy girl? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Muuu, help me mom.
While all the students rush to join their class, in the outer corridors of a school, recalling the cloisters of the monasteries, a girl speaks alone while pacing. She does not seem to mind the bell that rings for the second time. She continues her monologue, seeming to speak to someone very close to her that only she can see. Of course, only her actions a little strange enough to distinguish her from other students who have left this place for a long time but this girl is different from her classmates in many other point. It is said of her that she is very tall for her age, but in her school, strangely, she is among the smallest. It is also said of her that she do older than her age and yet again if we compare her with the other girls present earlier, she do younger. It is nonetheless true that this girl with a magnificent face has long, smooth blond hair that she does not attach. Her beautiful blue eyes very clear and her already sensual mouth although her face reveal traces still childish, already attracts many young men older than her. But it's a shame that his character ...
Marymount High School Los Angeles March 11, 2011
09h45am
"Located not far from Sunset Blvd, Marymount High School is a Catholic school only for girls. Its goal is to inculcate ethics and moral values to the young women of tomorrow as well as to awaken them to various art forms. Yaaaa, help, I've been in prison for two and a half years in this place with 50% of rich girls who think they are delinquents and 50% of daughters to their moms unable to choose their panties alone. "
A woman not far from there has just witnessed this monologue and she sighs of helplessness. Unfortunately, on the part of this brilliant student who is unfortunately very often absent either because she works, or because she walks in the school, see because she sleeps in the library or outside when he nice weather, this sort of thing is anything but unusual. Lara Eve Prescott, family ascendants of high ranks and irreproachable. Personal conduct, catastrophic. Lara, the little star of this school but especially the little dunce who does not take anything or anyone seriously, who enjoys herself everything and yet gets very good grades is a walking disaster and a source of depression for the teachers.
"Miss Prescott, I was inspired to not to go to your class, but to come right here to find you."
Still she, she placed a detector in my bag or what this old skin. Miss Prescott I was well inspired gnagna "Yes Mrs. Alibert, how can I help you Ms. Alibert?"
This smile while I make fun of her is not normal. "Miss Prescott, laugh, but you'll laugh less when you hear that Senator Prescott has come with the intention of spending the day with you."
Ha? Not the old grumpy, all but the old grumbler. "I am not here."
"Stay here, come back here Miss Prescott. Come back, Miss Prescott. Miss Presc. What a annoyingly girl."
10h15am
"So, my treasure, are you happy to see grandpa? Still those fuckers of journalists? Stanley, but what are you doing, speed up and crush me at least two or three of those dogs. Ah, the staff is not what it used to be, in my time we knew how to get rid of the press."
This old man is crazy, more and more crazy. "I'm very happy to see you grandpa. Look, I smile."
Do not look at me like that, I'm going to pee on myself. "She does not care about me. So why did you run away, little unworthy girl? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Muuu, help me mom.
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