cheshacatt
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Post by cheshacatt on Jul 17, 2011 6:51:48 GMT -5
Despite her promise, Judith had actually missed most of what happened that day, much to her dismay. Classes getting in the way of actually interesting things were really bothering her! Nonetheless, the day was over, and it was time for her to scoot back to the dorms.
The campus was strangely, well, empty as she made her way back. She wondered briefly where everyone had gone.
((K really short post srry guise I'll add more later))
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Post by Memai on Jul 21, 2011 10:32:40 GMT -5
Roxy wasn't quite sure how to react with Brittany in her room, but the smaller blonde dabbed away at her tears and listened to the delusional preppy girl screech on about her amazingly astounding talent at humming. If there were ever such a thing to be proud of in the first place.
When Brittany had finally finished her small rambling, the prep girl put her hands on her hips, waiting for an answer from Roxy, who was looking like a confused mess; with a tear stained face (which had gone red from crying) and unkempt hair, looked as though she probably couldn't give the response she wanted. Before Brittany could say another word, she heard a very quiet word or two come from Roxy's mouth;
"I... It's not what you think it is," she looked down, avoiding eye contact with the loud stranger now in her room, "Please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you."
Unsure how to response to such sudden politeness, Brittany continued acting the only way she knew how, "Well... yeah! You should totally be sorry, okay?" She huffed a little, "But I'll let you slide this time because like, I totally feel bad for you for not like being as good as like me, okay? Got that?"
It was confusing and strange, but Roxy had gone along with it, preps were always a little mad in the head, she thought, "Alright..." but after the initial feeling of confusion and minor annoyance, she did begin to feel angry. She clenched her fists and pouted her hardest, all without looking at Brittany. She didn't want anyone of Harrington's followers seeing her lose what little cool she had left.
How daft! she thought I bet he asked the others to start picking on me like this! I should've locked the door! I should've kept quiet! I ... I should've just went along with Derby's plans.
And when those thoughts began reemerging in the little blonde's mind once more, she began quietly sobbing once more. All without knowing that Brittany was still standing there in front of her.
"What is like, your problem? I mean, like, I totally let you off the hook."
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Bif frowned as he saw Derby from the corner, sighing and hanging his head low as he stared into his locker. The tall redhead couldn't help but also feel the burden on his leader's chest. He had known about the Silverberg situation ever since it had begun; he initially didn't think much of that Will character; he was a student in a mental institution at best, perhaps everyone there talked about murdering random, innocent people.
But when the appearances became less coincidental and the messages that were sent had become more coherent, they knew it was serious. Normally, Bif would calm Derby down by telling him that Will couldn't possibly physically attack him in any manner, since he's in a crazy house and wouldn't be allowed to step three feet near anyone with a properly functioning psyche.
However, after overhearing Chaplin's chat with the other jocks and the fact that the Hawaiian could confirm the fact that, yes, Will Silverberg was allowed to be three feet near anyone with a properly functioning psyche and could've easily struck for an attack earlier on in the day... it was as though it were a horrible nightmare coming true. Bif shifted through the busy hallways, pushing past students rushing to classes and meeting up with friends. He was to be careful, he thought to himself, as he found the situation that Derby was in to be quite delicate. So with careful, calculated movements, he placed a hand gingerly on the blonde's shoulder.
Just a tap gentle enough to not startle him, and just enough to let Derby know that a familiar was nearby. The prep leader looked over his shoulder, Bif catching a glimpse of hope and relief in his blue eyes.
"Hello, Bif. How goes your classes today?" Small, trivial chats to take his mind off his heavy thoughts, "I do say, that Galloway's been knocking on the bottle a little too much these days."
"Yeah, I... I guess."
There was an awkward silence between the two. The both of them knew what subject was going to eventually come up, but neither of them wanted to actually say anything, both shuffled their feet and avoided eye contact, staring at nothing of particular interest. Hoping to find a thought distracting enough or a gossip interesting enough to put off the inevitable conversation.
But that never happened when Bif spoke, "I talked to that Mano guy."
"Now why on Earth would you do such a thing? He's such an uncultured little islander!"
Bif kept his gaze firmly locked onto Derby, "He knows about these G9 kids. He knows, Derby."
"I'd rather we not talk about that," the blonde turned away, quickly grabbing his books and slamming his locker door all in one swift motion, before finally turning back to Bif with a more serious expression, and tone of voice, "If that coward is going to hide behind some ill-bred buffoon then he's not as big as a threat as originally thought." With a huff, the Harrington walked away, head held high and carrying more than a little bit of contempt for his insensitive aide.
"Derby, please, listen to me for a minute---" Bif went after his leader, pleading with him, almost, or at least the social equivalent to the preps, "What if he--?"
Derby stopped in his tracks and Bif clumsily halted in his tracks, suddenly feeling less confident in his actions when Derby turned around with a stern expression and a hardened look at his friend, "No."
It was just one word, but that was all it took to paralyze the redheaded boxer into the spot he was standing in. Honestly, he was taken aback, he didn't expect Derby to react in such a manner, especially considering how he thought they were so close. The way he was acting now hurt him, if he could even say such a thing, that his best friend, his confidant, leader and mentor was now ignoring his warnings and suggestions.
But then again, he thought, this could all be another defense mechanism. To never show the world your true emotions and to always hold your head up high. That this wasn't the time he wanted to look weak, not when that crazed killer was on the loose.
It still didn't change the way he felt, Bif was still hurt.
(( Bluh bluh bluh what a glubbin' boring post </3 ))
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Post by violentlittlesister on Jul 21, 2011 17:33:55 GMT -5
That preppy girl is annoying.
And obnoxious. Plus that girl's wailing is honestly unbearable to hear.
"Hey," Stepping in, a cranky scowl emerged on Kisa's sour face. "Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep." She felt guilty having to yell at the crying girl, but the irritation of sleep deprivation and that horrible, off-tune prep was almost enough for the feeling to pass.
Running a hand through unkempt hair, the dark-haired teen looked down at the tinier of the latter. Crap, there was that feeling again... "Hey, you. Are you okay...?" Gawd, this honestly felt awkward....
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Post by Wicked on Jul 22, 2011 0:42:43 GMT -5
Brittany tapped her feet waiting for the other girls reply.
''Uh..Helloooo?'' Brittany asked, getting a bit stubborn. ''Hmm, you're such a weird blonde girl. It kind of reminds me of that like, girl who Derby told me about. I wasn't listening but Im pretty sure he was talking about a human. And a girl. And a student here. In Bullworth, who was blond. And weird. But anyways, whatever....'' Brittany shrugged. ''I guess I'll leave you here wondering on about how I'm so good. And trust me, you can't just pick this sort of voice up, You have to like, have it in your family...and stuff. So...yeah.'' The obnoxious girl said, turning around to leave the crying Roxy alone. As she was about to walk out, another girl had walked in. ''Hey.'' The girl said with a cranky look on her face. '' Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep.'' She had said, looking a bit frustrated. Her mood then changed. ''Hey you, are you okay...?'' She questioned, looking somewhat worried.
Brittany's face confused.
''Uh..yeah. Im okay. Thanks for asking though! There was just some weird girl in here crying because I was like, humming amazingly. So I was like, ''Hey why are you crying blonde girl?'' and she was like ''Oh because like, your beautiful humming!'' So that was like....why she was crying. At first she interrupted me but I totally let her off the hook. Im not mean. you know? Hey wanna hear me hum? Im like, great at it.'' Brittany questioned, smiling at the other girl.[/i][/b]
(hehehehe Also Mems, props on RPing Brittany, that was really good!)
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Post by violentlittlesister on Jul 22, 2011 2:10:11 GMT -5
Rolling her eyes, Kisa muttered,"Cool story, bro.."Crossing her arms again, she shook her head. "I'll pass. I was speaking to the weeping willow over there, though." Thrusting her elbow to point in Roxy's direction, Kisa clenched her eyes shut. Ugh, headache.
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Post by Memai on Aug 23, 2011 3:21:17 GMT -5
(( Ugh I feel awful, I thought I had replied to this arrrrgh ))
'A weeping willow, really now?' Roxy dried the last of her tears up as she saw Kisa's annoyed face. She really didn't mean to bother anyone, but she certainly didn't expect to land herself into such a strange situation.
Kisa's mood wasn't helped by the fact that her headache was getting worse by the minute, so she stood around irritated and impatient when the two blondes in the room decided to just stare at each other stupidly.
'Augh, blondes!' She finally snapped at the two, "Look! Why don't you guys just keep it down, mang?" She eyed Britt and Roxy, staring them down hard and annoyed, "Jeebus, some people just want to get some sleep!" With her tiny rant over, Kisa had stormed out of the room, leaving a very bewildered Roxy and Brittany to handle the situation.
The small English girl was the first to break the awkward silence, by dropping her face into a fluffy pillow and letting out a loud whine, "Why can't today just end already?"
Brittany was still pretty sure that girl was upset about her kickass humming.
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Kisa slid back into the comforts of her bed, smiling like a right loon when she felt the soft, cool feel of her pillow and the all too inviting feel of her comforters.
"I missed you too, bed."
x x x x x
Practice was over and the afternoon was coming to an end. Chaplin sat on the bleachers, gulping down water and wiping the sweat off his brow. He always enjoyed a good practice session with his friends, nothing like getting all that energy thrown out; there was only so much of English Lit that Chaplin could stand.
But as he calmed down and caught his breath, his mind became the restless one. Something had been going off in the back of his mind, and he wasn't quite sure what to make of it. He looked over to Luis Luna, who sat next to him.
"Hey, brah," Chap started, "Got a minute?"
Luis smiled, "Sure man, s'up?"
"What's with Harrington?" It was an honest question, "I mean, lately. He's been acting all mad and stuff and he keeps sending his boyfriend out to hit me man. S'not cool."
Luis let out an airy laugh, "I don't know, maybe he has the hots for you?" A louder laugh this time, but he calmed down when he noticed the annoyed crinkle of his friend's nose, "Sorry, man. I don't know, he always gets his fuckin' thongs in a knot though." He rolled his shoulders, "Don't know why it's bothering you though, thought you din' care?"
"I don't, but he's only getting all up in my face because I told him I met some creepy kid from G9."
Luis dropped his smile and looked away, "Hey man, I guess I wouldn't blame him. Those kids are fuckin' trouble."
"We could take 'em."
"Ch'yeah, right," Luis looked to his friend, "Listen man, you think they look like they can't beat us, but fuck, they're insane. There's no tellin' what they're gonna do to you if you're not careful."
"They can't be that bad." Chaplin pouted.
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Post by violentlittlesister on Aug 23, 2011 20:06:55 GMT -5
[oh my god mems. you are just so totally in character.
with everyone. (you beastly, you..)
just-- "I missed you too, bed." It's random deja vu that I said that to my bed this afternoon.
damn school fuu---
Brittany was still pretty sure that girl was upset about her kickass humming. i love youu.]
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Post by Wicked on Aug 24, 2011 7:19:55 GMT -5
Brittany shrugged as she got snapped at by the non-blonde. But that didn't put her down. Kisa's the one missing out.
''Fine then, I guess you won't be able to learn the masters of humming....'' Brittany said, not caring. She soon winked at Roxy giving her a thumbs up. ''Hehe, I bet she's gonna come back now.'' The prep whispered, looking out Roxy's door. ''Any minute now...''
''Why can't today just end?'' The other blonde muttered as she barried her face in her pillow. Brittany's jaw had dropped when she turned around. ''Omg...'' Her eyes looked at a distance, you could tell she was thinking. Her finger pointed up, as if a light bulb on top of her head had went off. ''That girl.....said...weeping willow. And YOU'RE POUTING IN YOUR PILLOW! OH MY FREAKING GOD. THAT..Rhymed! Wow. Thats like...amazing. Am I right?'' Brittany stated, soon going toward the door again to check if the other girl was coming back, for her amazing humming masteries of course.
The prep turned around to the other. ''So...why are you like..sad and stuff? TELL ME, TELL ME, TELL ME! I<3'' Brittany asked with excitement. ''You were totally crying before I was humming like a master so why? Were you like sad already about how you'll never hum like a master and then I started to hum so you were like 'Oh why does God mock me and put Brittany to hum like a master!? Pout, pout, pout?' Huh?'' Brittany question, soon again turning her head to the door to see if Kisa was there. ''Any minute, of course.'' She muttered, looking back at the other blonde with a smile. ''So.. like, tell me now.''
(Hahaha! I laughed pretty good when I read that post Mems, Lawlz! 'Brittany was still pretty sure that girl was upset about her kickass humming' Haha! That was great xD)
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Post by Memai on Sept 21, 2011 23:56:59 GMT -5
(( Oh my fuck I didn't see that post asdjkasdjaskldjlkas *killself* ))
Roxy wasn't quite sure to how to respond to any of Brittany's antic. Today just wasn't her day it seemed, it was as though everything just decided to take a turn for the worse for no reason. She heavily considered the notion that this was all an awful, terrible dream and that when she'd wake up, she'd return to being the faceless little blondie they knocked over because they couldn't see her.
But Brittany pressed on with her questions and Roxy wasn't sure if telling anyone would do any good. She had gotten into a spot of trouble with Derby, then her crush (who probably hates her) and then she got the cheerleaders trying to dig out some juicy gossip from her. Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Why hasn't the day ended yet?
"I'd..." she looked away now, she could face the fact that this was all reality, "I'd rather not talk about it, please." She let out a long sigh, "I'll keep it down though, so you can hum in peace. Alright? Just don't tell the other preps that I bothered you today, please."
The last thing she needed was a barrage of preps at her doorstep bullying her, teasing her and generally making her week the most awful they could make it. They had the means and cunning to do so after all, Roxy learned the hard way about what it was like to mess with the Harringtons.
But to her shock and surprise (and slight horror), Brittany only turned responded with, "Why would I tell the others hmmm?"
'Oh, crackers.'
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