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Post by melina lynette cavers on Jul 25, 2011 9:40:44 GMT -5
*it won't be long, my darling ! ,
PICK UP THE PHONE NOBODY'S ON IT Melina didn't want to be here. Nor did she want to be at home. All in all she had to say that being here was better than being at her old school. The one thing that she hated about being her was the fact that they always wanted her to open up and talk about her feelings. She didn't want to talk about her feelings. When would they understand that? If she hadn't talked about her feelings three weeks since she first got here, what would make them think she would ever want to? At least she had plenty of things to take her mind off of talking about her feelings. At least she had plenty of things to do in order to take her mind off of...everything.
She made her way down the path that led to the woodshed. Why they allowed completely certifiable teenage rejects handle sharp object, she would never quite understand. At least it let her blow off some steam. Its not like talking helped her do that lately. But then again, she hadn't done much talking lately, so she really wouldn't know. The smell of fresh rain was everywhere. She hoped it would rain again. The rain had always been a favorite of hers. The path was a little slippery and she almost lost her balance a few times. Finally, she made it to the woodshed only to see that it was already currently occupied. Crap. She forgot that they usually made the chop wood in pairs, unless the person chopping wood was doing so as a punishment.
She slowly walked up, shyly pushing her bangs out of her face. She fidgeted with her hair, which was in french braids, and looked at the person. "Umm....I'm supposed to be helping. * where are your friends now, baby? ! ,
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Post by azalea rae foster on Jul 29, 2011 12:41:11 GMT -5
 a sigh escaped the girls lips as she watched some one do the job she was supposed to be doing while she sat on a stump smoking a cigarette. azalea looked around her, she'd been in this place for two years and she felt as if she could never get tired of it. not that she loved being there, she just liked it better than where she came from. azalea was born and raised in portland, oregon which doesn't sound bad but the neighborhood she lived in was shit and she's more than happy to be out of there. azalea noticed her cigarette was just about finished, so she dropped it and stepped on it before pulling out another one and lighting it up. she inhaled deeply and let the smoke flow out of her nostril, wrapping around her septum ring.
then, she felt a disturbance in her little moment. she looked over and saw a girl who looked almost scared shitless. she took another drag off her cancer stick and looked the girl up and down, she was cute; very cute. yes azalea was a lesbian, but don't make a comment about it, the last time some one did got her in this place. she knew that not every girl in the world was gay or bisexual, but that doesn't mean she wouldn't try her best to get them to at least try it. then again, it always went that way since she was amazing at persuading people into going to bed with her. she took another drag and exhaled quickly, eyes gazing the girl's beautiful eyes. "do you want a fucking medal?" oh azalea, such a way with words.
words: enough
muse: elton john - benny and the jets
outfit: next post
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Post by melina lynette cavers on Jul 29, 2011 13:07:05 GMT -5
*it won't be long, my darling ! ,
PICK UP THE PHONE NOBODY'S ON IT Well...that was rather rude. Of course Melina wouldn't dare say so. From what she'd learned since she'd been here, this girl didn't take to kindly to people talking back to her. What was her name? It was some type of flower or something right? Lily? No that wasn't right. Rose? No that wasn't it either. Azalea? Yeah, that sounded about right. The two girls were both Pathwinders, that much she knew, but they didn't share the same classes. The other girl was a senior so they wouldn't interact much in class. They had been in group together though, at least Lina thought so. Of course all hikes and what not were done by group as well.
Instead of saying anything back, Melina just continued to twirl the end of her French braid around a finger. She took a step closer. There were three of them, though the one actually doing the chopping didn't seem to be interacting much. The girl Azalea was smoking, though cigarettes were definitely considered contraband. Of course, a lot of Horizon students smoked in secret. Melina wasn't one of them. "Maybe I should just leave. It doesn't look like you really need me here anyway." * where are your friends now, baby? ! ,
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Post by azalea rae foster on Aug 17, 2011 11:21:01 GMT -5
as the girl looked taken back from her statement, azalea just stared at her with her daring, brown eyes. a smirk rose upon her lips as this girl spoke of leaving, azalea took the last drag of her cigarette before dropping it on the ground and silencing the smoke with her boot. she fixed her dress, how it landed along her knees bothered her, then she stood up to straighten it out along with her sweater. she looked down at her feet then looked back up at the girl once her words replayed in her mind. what was that supposed to mean? was she getting smart with lea? honestly she wanted to speak up and give this little girl a piece of her mind but quickly bit the tip of her thumb nail off before spatting it onto the ground. this girl was too cute to scare off with her own personal shit.
"stay." she spoke, hoping the girl would listen to her. "so what are you in for? what's your diagnonsense hm?" azalea had this attitude that made her a very, and i mean very, unique person. she made it seem like this place was a joke, no big deal to even be in here. and she honestly believed that; although, she loved it. lea looked her up and down again briefly and sighed, looking over at the person who was doing all of her work. they made a slight comment about her and she bit the inside of her lip before spitting in the direction of the person, just missing them. "fuck you." she called out in his/her direction, then she looked back at the new face.
words: enough
muse: red hot chili peppers - californication
outfit: click
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