A little hiatus thing for a week at the most. What with RL (OMG NO!) being really busy and what not, my net access is limited for the time being. It sucks man, but I'll still try to keep up with things when I can get a minute to get online ( Read more... )

Peyt Sawyer here with Wart 50. Yeah, 50. 1 in 50 people get breast cancer before the age of 50. Okay, I know it's a total downer to start with, but let's face it: It's the truth. And that goes up to 1 in 10 people in a lifetime. It's horrible, isn't it? Well, it doesn't have to be! Seriously, it doesn't. My birthmom, Ellie, had breast cancer and ( Read more... )

Hey

What's up? There is totally no need to answer that. Look, come to my room - there's something I want to show you. And before you get all 'Oh my God, she's gonna try something' on me, don't. That's not it. You'll like it, I swear. I'm Slytherin, you knew that. My door has a drawing of me on the front of it, it shouldn't be too hard to find.

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Around the school, Peyton placed notices and fliers. These were charmed to fly in people's faces should they come in a 5 metre radius of it.

Hey. My names Peyton Sawyer and I recently signed up to do some artwork stuff for the newspaper. Comics and drawings and all that. Part of it will include drawing caricatures to go with interviews, you know? So ( Read more... )

Tracy seems to remember being asked at her Sorting to send various Owls out.

She can't remember who to, so there is a Tracy in the grounds, onna bench, onna stick, with parchment and a splotchy biro she had with her when she arrived here.

Doodling.

Hey Mel! Just as I promised, and a little something extra for good measure

Peyton.

The owl is carrying a leather jacket and a Ramones T-shirt. Everyone needs a band tee.

Peyton had been sitting on the steps outside the school. It was an okay day, not the best. The weather, and the main reason Brooke had came here, had inspired her to write her diary. However, since she arrived, she hadn't quite been sleeping properly. After finishing her entry, she dozed off a little. Her diary lay open beside her on the steps, ( Read more... )

After settling into her new house, Bree went to the kitchens, where she bullied the house elves into letting her bake. After quite a few relaxing hours at the oven, she emerged and sent to following flock of owls.

( Owl to Peyton )

Peyton was so happy Brooke was here. Not only was her best friend back, but she had brought alcohol. Peyton eyed over Brooke sitting beside her and smiled to herself. The two girls couldn't be more opposite, but that's why they were best friends; they always interested each other. 'So Bitch, how's Tree Hill? How are you!?' She was clearly so ( Read more... )

Hey Chick!

İ've super missed you and your... Brookeness. İ hope you've brought some alcohol and no sexy tops. Owl me back so we can meet up. İ hear you'll be runnıng havok in my house then. Be nice to Peter if you see him before İ do. This ones nice, İ promıse; don't go ruining it for me.

Love your Peyton

p.s. And remember, Hoes before Bros