*shoots police*
*flys away*
*shoots down honey*
NANI
omea wa mou shinderu
*becomes kirby*
((Thanks, I have about an hour left
((Can I join? 
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The young canadian american would run along being late to school. He had hurriedly stored his books and resources in his bag. Soon he pushed open the front doors hard arriving late. He calmed down,put away his bag in the locker and calmly wandered through hallways confused looking for the class he is meant to be in.
(I will delete this if you don't want me to join.)
"Here we go, again, new school and all.", Dylan thought to himself as he made his way to his locker. It had the number 123 on it.When he enrolled, Dylan got all the needed books and he used the notebooks he had used in his old school.He didn't feel like buying new ones.
"Okay, I got my books and it's all great, but ... what about my timetable?", he thought. Dylan was a bit confused. That was one of the most important things and that was exactly what he missed entirely. He began walking around.
"Here we go, again, new school and all.", Dylan thought to himself as he made his way to his locker. It had the number 123 on it.When he enrolled, Dylan got all the needed books and he used the notebooks he had used in his old school.He didn't feel like buying new ones.
"Okay, I got my books and it's all great, but ... what about my timetable?", he thought. Dylan was a bit confused. That was one of the most important things and that was exactly what he missed entirely. He began walking around.
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