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[notwalking]

What a trip.

My knuckles are split.  Worth it.  Last thing I remember is yelling "FINALLY" in Nolan's face when he said I was expelled, and then all of the sudden I'm here.  And I don't even really know where here is.  Switzerland.  I always wanted to travel, get some Swedish triplet love, but what the hell?  It's taken me four days to figure out how to even use this thing.  Still don't know what it's even for.

I can't tell you how different this is from Welton, which is beyond great, if you don't count the whole none of my friends are here deal.  And we're fictional?  And our movie is pretty popular in high schools?  News to me.

And hey, there's no sign of my dad, so fuck law school!

On the subject of Hellton and the law school that does not exist, they said I have to do my senior year over again.  What the shit.  Who else goes to the school here?  Never mind, I don't care, more importantly: who else goes to the school and wants to raise hell with me?
  

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[bestchild.livejournal.com]

What kind of hell would you be thinking of raising? 'Cause obviously you haven't had a gym class yet.

[notwalking]

The best kind, my darling.

Don't need to worry about gym. I'm a god among men. You guys got rugby?

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Ugh, whatever. School's for losers, anyway; I like my hell raised somewhere interesting.

Like I know what rugby is, but if you play it in this place, you'd better be able to dodge whatever they throw at you!

[notwalking]

I make school interesting. Charlie Dalton.

Dodgeball? I'm good at that too.

[bestchild.livejournal.com]

Asuka Langely Sorhyu. Charmed.

Try dodge fireball.

[notwalking]

You should be.

Intense. I'm going to like it here.

[minicooper.livejournal.com]

Dead Poets' Society, right? It's like a rites of passage where I'm from.

Kaitlin Cooper. Consider me one for Team Hell Raising.

[notwalking]

So I've heard. I was the best, right? Neil must have been a trip to watch. And don't tell me you weren't rooting for Knox and Chris.

A girl hell raiser. Interesting.

[minicooper.livejournal.com]

Not a dry eye in the house which is saying a lot since there were a few water polo guys.

A rarity, I know.

[notwalking]

Yeah, we're pretty inspirational and shit.

An attractive rarity. Where are you from?

[minicooper.livejournal.com]

Could be worse things to be, I guess.

Newport Beach. It's this yuppie area outside of LA.

[notwalking]

No shit? Sounds swell. Nicer than Vermont at any rate.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

It's for porn. The internet I mean.

[notwalking]

No shit?

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

Yes. And it also has rules, such as #34, which states that if something exists, there is porn of it. So you wanna be careful out there, padawan.

[notwalking]

There's no porn of me. There should be, I'm a god, but there isn't.

You're really not kidding? How do I find it.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

It's not a strict law so much as a good piece of wisdom to live by. Ah, there is so much to teach you.

Okay not really. Just go to google.com and type in porn.

[notwalking]

Oh shit yes.

[notwalking]

This is foul. Disturbing. Absolutely mind-blowing.

I think I love you for introducing me to this new, wonderful world. Charlie Dalton.

[ex_whoosh450]

Law school's not that bad.

[notwalking]

It would be for me, sir.

[ex_whoosh450]

To each their own. What do you want to do instead? Aside from give your teachers headaches.

[notwalking]

Teach. The irony is damn delicious, isn't it?

[ex_whoosh450]

Right. Keating, English, o captain my captain. I saw your movie when it first came out, Mr. Dalton, so forgive me, it's been a while.

[notwalking]

God damn do I love this world.

How amazing was I?