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Post by Sean Taylor on Sept 3, 2009 21:10:17 GMT -5
Sean haddnt been hear at Peachy University for long before he discovered the concert hall. He knew this would eventually become his home away from home, just as soon as he found a band willing enough to pick him up. Sean may not of seemed it but he was sick on lead vox. He made his way through the seats just looking around at the accoustics of the hall. He didnt mean to seem picky but after all this would be where he would spend most of his time.Sean made his way down to the stage humming one of his favorite songs. He then jumped up on stage and popped a squat on the edge admiring this enourmous place.
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Post by Casey Carter on Sept 4, 2009 1:49:20 GMT -5
Casey needed a good place to draw and for some reason, coming to the concert hall was a good place. There was something about the big space that made her feel completely isolated from any outside distraction. She liked music, but she was not musically talented. She was much more skilled with a pencil and a color pallete than with a musical instrument. Her mother had paid for her piano lessons, but after a year of lessons, the only song Casey knew how to play was Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. Her father, afterward, thought it was a waste of money. Dancing, however, was something Casey could do. However, it was not something she would ever consider doing professionally. Drawing, in particular fashion, was something Casey could do and she knew she was good at it.
With her sketch book in her bag, Casey made her way into the empty concert hall and started walking down the aisle. It wasn't until she was deep into the concert hall did she realize she wasn't along. "Oh, sorry," she said, a bit embarassed. She actually didn't belong here, so she wasn't sure if she was going to get in trouble for being here. "I thought this place was...empty."
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Post by Sean Taylor on Sept 4, 2009 10:28:46 GMT -5
Sean had not been in the concert hall long before he heard the sound of doors opening and closing. He really wasnt sure if he was aloud to be in here without the supervision of professor. Sean attempted to hide but to his luck it didnt work, just as he came out from behind the curtain a young blonde girl had arrived just infront of the stage. Sean raised an eyebrow and wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead before speaking. "It was untill I got here....am I not suppose to be here because I mean I can leave." At this point he was realling sweating the idea of running before he got in trouble his parents paid good money for him to attend this school he would hate to get kicked out and have to go back to face them.He rapidly began to think of what to say he wasnt quite sure untill he blurted out."Uhm...my names Sean Taylor?" That really did it he felt like a moron he made it seem as if he wasnt sure of his own name. Sean's face turned red as he tried to turn away.
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Post by Casey Carter on Sept 6, 2009 3:00:37 GMT -5
"Oh, no, don't leave because of me. I just thought this place was empty. I usually come here to do some work. It's nice and quiet." He looked nervous and Casey actually felt bad. She hadn't meant to come in here to scare him. "I'm Casey Carter," she introduced herself. "So, Sean, what are you doing in here." She figured, she told him her purpose of being in the Concert Hall, he could do the same. Unless, of course, he was planning on doing something bad. Then, she could see why he wouldn't talk.
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