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Post by Taranee on Jun 21, 2007 19:18:07 GMT -5
The room of Tara's older brother, Peter. Full of surf stuff.
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Post by neohectic on Jul 2, 2007 14:47:11 GMT -5
Light enters the room from the open window as the Sun rises. Peter Lancelot Cook's room is illuminated, with all its chaos and disorder. Then the alarm clock strikes 7:00 am and the silent night ends. Only to start a new day full of excitement. Every day was a new adventure for Peter as long as it wasn't exactly the same as yesterday!
*Peter yawns and gets up from his bed. It isn't long before he shakes of his sleepiness. He quickly washes his face and gets dressed. Before he leaves to the kitchen, he remembers about something he should have done last night. And one last look at his room...*
"Aww man! Now got only a few minutes before mom calls us for breakfast!"
*Peter quickly tidies up his room and sorts all of his books, magazines, clothes and sport equipment in order. Although none his parents told him to do so he liked being tidy. Peter then goes to the kitchen before anyone has to call him.*
[Exit: Peter to the kitchen]
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Post by neohectic on Sept 24, 2007 12:26:25 GMT -5
[Enter: Peter from Heatherfield Cemetery]
*Peter quickly enters his room and grabs his cell phone. He immediately dials a number.*
"Come on... Open up will you? Hey Matt! Where are you?... I didn't see you in the funeral... Oh, so you had band practice... You're not finished yet!... Alright, see you tomorrow then."
'Well then, I should head for the basketball court now.'
*Peter changes his clothes. He then leaves the room in haste.*
Yet, in the corridor Peter notices something at Taranee's room. He sees broken glass pieces just beneath the door.
*Peter slowly looks in the room from the slightly opened door.*
[Exit: Peter to Taranee's Room]
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