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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 19, 2010 9:50:15 GMT -5
((LOL I want Ash to post. Cause it might just turn out that Kay won't need to hit Sammy id REL has her way... Or it might all go tits up))
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Post by DJKID on May 19, 2010 10:05:50 GMT -5
(( You're getting better Sammy. ))
A thin smile crept across the boys face. He didn't even need to see what was going on, the screams and clumsy footsteps painted such a beautiful portrait of chaotic violence. For once, he allowed his imagination to run away from him, no doubt exaggerating the scene on the other side of the bookshelf.
It's not like there was any difficulty in creeping up to the second story unnoticed. Everyone on this campus was wrapped up in their own world, too preoccupied with their grudges and worries to pay any mind to the silent stranger.
Of course that was the secret to any successful infiltration. Play it cool, don't make a scene. Wordlessly, Will strolled right into the library, past the librarian-- who was so caught up in being frustrated with students she was glad this one didn't speak-- and up the stairs.
He took his time, because that's what Will did. Row upon row of books was laid before him, and he took care to read the titles and authors. The sobs of Bucky reached his ears, he ignored them. They were too wimpy to belong to a prep. From the corner of his eye, he saw a girl in a black cap scamper towards a corner. Her eyes on the floor, her posture as if she was trying to fold into herself. Clearly she was in distress and needed to disappear. Whatever was bothering her would unveil eventually. Will was good at waiting.
Ah yes, Mark Z. Danielewski's tale of teenage passion. This would be a good way to pass the time, the book never ended after all. You read to the final page, then flipped it upside down and read another story entirely. He removed the book, with its glossy cover, carefully from its hiding spot. Will sat down in a chair neatly tucked away between the rows. Then there were more voices, and suddenly their volume rose. Without warning, someone was screaming, the door was slamming and there was enough yelling to start a choir.
Will smiled.
(( WILL HAS BEEN THERE ALL ALLOOONG. ))
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Post by AshHavynn on May 19, 2010 14:16:21 GMT -5
((MMM, JUICY. Will post when I get home.))
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 19, 2010 16:55:51 GMT -5
((Hurry up and get home Ash! D: Also, whoa DJ. Way to ninja it up in here))
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Sammy Winchester
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My icon is suppose to be Sammy..mhmmm hahahha! *runs away*
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 19, 2010 23:43:50 GMT -5
((LOL I want Ash to post. Cause it might just turn out that Kay won't need to hit Sammy id REL has her way... Or it might all go tits up)) ((Hahah,originally Sam sucker punched Kay in the mouth,but I felt I went TOOO far. So I changed it, no lie. But it would be cool though,Kay hitting Sammy,Sam hitting her back...A pretty good relationship eh? Hhaha,A fight with fist would be fucking spectacular,oh look at me. I sound like Bif.))
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Post by AshHavynn on May 21, 2010 11:07:38 GMT -5
((HURR HURR wow you guys actually waited up on my slow ass. This is relative to how long it took REL to get down these stairs.))
"Well, wait on me," REL complained, as she wrestled with the stairs. She'd just assume walk on the sprain than fight these prosthetics. She approached Sam disarmingly. "Hey, you were there when Derby took the hit?" A moment of silence. It was like Sammy already didn't like the girl. "Well, what happened? I'd ask Bif, or Gord... But Bif likes to trash talk the other cliques, and Gord's full of gossip. I feel like I can get a straight answer from you." She took a few steps closer, smiling. "I can read auras, you know."
"Oh, what the fuck ever--"
"No, really. Yours is quite impressive, actually. I get the vibe that you don't take shit off of anyone, a real tell-it-how-it-is kind of girl. You don't seem at all brainwashed and fake, like the other preps." A bit more silence. Sam had to admit, the girl had a point. "So what happened?"
"I just kind of showed up at the end," Sammy confessed. "Derby came up behind that nerdzilla and she knocked out a fuckin' tooth with her bigass text book. I told her to fuck off."
"But what if she decides to come after you! That girl is bloody huge!" REL sounded astonished and slightly concerned--probably moreso at Sammy's stupidity than her physical well-being.
"Then I'll kick her ass, I mean, really, what--"
THWACK!!
Point blank crutch to the side of the head, the girl went down. Sam should've known better than to tell a bitch off (and as far as REL was concerned, Sammy HAD told her off), then let her close in on you while you're recollecting things--and REL really could read auras... You see, this girl, like every other girl, has the kind of aura that says they'll fall for cheap cookie-cutter horoscopes, and believe that they apply only to themselves.
Even as REL was striking her crutch to the side of Sammy's skull, she screamed bloody murder, as if it were the most horrifying thing in the world. For show, to anyone who came to the scene of a screaming woman, REL wobbled off furiously in a direction, shouting English-slang obscenities at the horizon to make it look like Sammy's assaultant was getting away. After all, we had to make it look like somebody else done it.
((DERP DERP. =( REL is a bitch you guys. I thought I would reiterate that. Like I do. Every time I post.))
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Post by Memai on May 21, 2010 12:02:45 GMT -5
"Apologize?" Jake stared at Roxy wildly, "You want to apologize to that hulk of a nerd? Why?"
After they had fled from the library, they had settled on the steps of the school building, luckily with prefects patrolling about. Not exactly Jake's favorite crowd, but he felt just a little bit safer, in case Kay decided to take her fury out on the whole school.
"Because... it's the proper thing to do," the girl's blue eyes met the boy's own green pair, "I think she's upset I eavesdropped on her conversation with her friend."
"Well... anyone would've really, but anyone with any sense would've oh, I don't know, NOT kill every living thing within a thirty mile radius?"
The girl smiled, despite herself, "I just think that maybe I could try to make peace with her. There's no reason I want her to be angry with me, it was just a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstandings don't usually end up with people nearly losing a limb, you know," Jake leaned back, propping his arms against the steps behind him, "And you're insane, she'll just yell at you, or something."
"I never meant any harm, really, if anything, it's just... a nice thing to do."
"Your funeral, kid."
(( Waiting on a better post to squeeze Roxy in ;__; ))
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Sammy Winchester
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My icon is suppose to be Sammy..mhmmm hahahha! *runs away*
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 21, 2010 18:14:45 GMT -5
The door of the library slammed open with Bif running to REL's side.
''What happened!?''
''A greaser just came and hit this girl on the head!'' Sammy, coming out of consciousness blinked almost a dozen times before she spoke. Blood was flowing out of her ear; she sat up and looked at Bif, then back at REL. 'What the hell just happen...I was...talking then..then..she hit me!'
''You motherfucker!'' She yelled in the girls face,standing up, almost tripped, but Bif caught her before she fell off balance.
''Sam,what are you talking about?'' She grabbed one of the crutches from REL's arm, causing her to lose her balance.
''This bitch hit me in the head with this crutch!'' REL fell on her ass,looking innocent. Sam threw the crutch at her. ''Sam what the hell!'' Bif yelled at her. He'd help up the girl and gave her her crutch back.
''Oh,no I think when he hit her...it must have sent her dizzy, she must be confused.''
''WHAT? I SAW YOU DO IT RETARD!''
''Sammy calm down! You hit your head, you can get confused.'' 'Oh my god,he thinks I'm fucking kidding.' A prefect came,he heard the screaming from nearly a mile away.
''Whats going on here?'' Sam,filled with anger, slapped REL right in the face,and pushed her down.
''You're dead!'' She yelled trying to go on top of the girl, but the prefect pulled her back,calling the other prefects.''Let go of me pig!''
''Oh no! You are NOT getting away this time Winchester!''
''Hey let her go!'' Bif yelled out as a distraction,Sammy elbowed the pig right in the jaw, and tried to escape.
''OW!'' REL cried out,she just got pushed to the ground and Bif nor the prefects didn't do nothing to help.
''Oh sorry!'' Bif helped her up. He tapped the prefect signaling him to REL to take her the the nurse. ''I gotta go,and I'm sorry she did this.'' He took off looking for Sam.
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''Sam...Sam!?'' Bif was looking around in the Harrington house, he knew if Sam were hiding from someone or had a problem the first place she'd go was the Harrington House.
''This is a waste of time, Bif.'' Derby yapped and yapped, Bif had just finished coming home from the dentist Derby made him go to, which delayed his search for Sammy that much longer.
''Really Derby? You're gonna give up on me that fast?'' She snuck up on the boys.
''Oh! Sammy, its you. What a surprise."
''Yeah no shit, Sherlock. Bif,can I talk to you?''
''Of course.''
''In the other room!?''
''Go ahead, Bif. I doubt you need my divine assistance,'' Derby said, making his way to the drinks.
''Derby, why aren't you doing anything about that Nerd?''
''You leave that to the affairs of the adults, Sammy. I'll take care of it.'' Derby didn't like being talked to by lower-ranking cllique members as if they were as high up as he.
''Yeah, good luck on that.'' She walked out of the room unamused, pulling Bif with her. She locked the door and folded her arms.'Okay god,let me talk to make this sound un-gay as possible.'
''Why the hell didn't you believe me?!''
''The girl you said that hit you,was calling for help.I mean come on Sammy.''
''Haha,you said come--Look I swear it was her. If you don't believe me then you can jump off a building for all I care.''
''I do you believe you Sam.'' Bif didn't want Sam pissed at him--it was at the very bottom of the things he had planned this week. And having cute girls with grudges against you is never a good plan.
''Fine, then you'll help me on revenge.''
''Revenge?! Sam when are you going to give it a break and get on with your life? You can't hurt REL.''
''Wait? You know her name?''
''All the preps know her name. She's one of us.''
''You fucker!'' She walked out of the room furious, felt..betrayed.'Bif...why..oh..why Bif. He helped her! I'll show her once and for all.'
''Sam!''
''Fuck off Bif.'' She walked out of the Harrington house, just looking for trouble.
''Hey it's her! Get Her!'' The prefect said, chasing after her, but Sam didn't care... she just let it happen. She knew exactly what she was doing; she had already came up with a plan.
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''Looks like I'll never learn huh?'' Sam said walking into the office. She sat down waiting for the Principal to call her in. 'Perfect,wait till I get my hands on that bitch..oh wait!' She pinched the scab in her ear that began to bleed again. She went to the woman behind the desk making a hurtful face.
''Ow!''
''What is it Winchester!?''
''My ear--it's bleeding, can I go to the nurse?''
''Hurry up child, I have prefects watching you so you don't escape.''
''Yes Ma'am.'' She walked down the stairs and into the nurse station. She'd seen crutches on the side of the wall next to the door.'Bingo.'
''Hello?''
''Yes, whats your problem,'' the old lady asked.
''My ear. it's bleeding.''
''Use some cotton in this jar, I'll be right back.'' The gloved old bag walked out.
''Well,looks like we have a bitch in the room?'' She went to walk past REL, who was casually grooming her nails. These nurse visits were getting old.
"It would seem that one just walked in, yes," REL replied, not even looking up at Sammy.
''Look REL, I'm not going to hurt you...in words!'' Before REL knew it she got sucker punched right in the face in her left eye. She had put together as much that Sammy was reckless and cruel, but she didn't expect her to go parading about the school, punching kids in the face who were already in the nurse's office.
"What in bloody hell is WRONG with you, Winchester!? Someone get in here, now! HELP!'' Chances of escape were little to nil, with a bad ankle and a soon to be... black... 'OH FUCK THAT BITCH JUST FUCKED UP MY FACE!?'
''Good night sweet princess!'' She said this snobbish and sarcastic, and her voice cracked. Sam kept hitting the girl in the face and arms, and even kicked her in her bad leg. She kept hitting her and hitting her, until she stopped moving... and decided it might be best to get the hell out while the going was good. Two minutes had passed before the nurse came back. When she did, the window was open, REL was covered in bruises, and appeared to be passed out, and Sammy was gone. REL had one cut on her arm, where a punch had wedged one of her bracelets into her skin, and it was bleeding somewhat profusely.
''Oh, dear god,'' She ran to REL, trying to wake her up.
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Outside, Sammy found the attractive travelling sales-student, sitting on the steps of the school beside the girl with the Derby problems. It looked like a moment of enterprise--she needed a little something something to keep on hand for a certain Skinny-Mc-Crutches, and he needed to profit.
"Hey, what do you got in stock?"
((Fixed minor grammar, changed the fight to be more bruises than blood--you can't just beat my character to a bloody pulp and not let me participate in saying how bloody it is, plush punches are more bruise criteria unless you knock out a tooth-which is out of the question at the moment.
Deleted the later portion, because you zoomed on to the next day and everything, without letting anyone respond? Really? I can't decide if REL does anything until the next day? It's not like she's in a coma. So it's RIGHT after the clinic scene.))
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Post by AshHavynn on May 21, 2010 18:40:03 GMT -5
((It wasn't a bad post at all, but REL didn't run away, dear. =) She stood there shouting that someone had hit Sammy and taken off--I mean, there were no witnesses, so REL doesn't have a reason to run. She can just say some greaser took her down with a baseball bat and ran. Which is actually exactly what she'd planned to do. Now I have no problem with REL getting beaten up for her crimes, but she doesn't run from things basically unless there is no way out.))
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Sammy Winchester
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My icon is suppose to be Sammy..mhmmm hahahha! *runs away*
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Post by Sammy Winchester on May 21, 2010 22:37:08 GMT -5
((It wasn't a bad post at all, but REL didn't run away, dear. =) She stood there shouting that someone had hit Sammy and taken off--I mean, there were no witnesses, so REL doesn't have a reason to run. She can just say some greaser took her down with a baseball bat and ran. Which is actually exactly what she'd planned to do. Now I have no problem with REL getting beaten up for her crimes, but she doesn't run from things basically unless there is no way out.)) (Changed. And yes I know TOOO LONG)
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Post by theaterdude45 on May 22, 2010 2:44:03 GMT -5
((Sorry, I'm having to edit your post to go with Sammy's. Not much is being changed, I'm just making time flow more realistically, so Roxy is still here while Sammy approaches.))
He stared ahead towards the entrance for a few seconds before chuckling, Roxy noticed and couldn’t help but ask. “What is it?”
“Nothing, was just thinking that you’re too nice to be here.” Roxy tilted her head slightly as her brow rose and her curiosity grew. “Too nice?”
Jake turned his head to fully look at her as he started speaking again to explain. “Well yeah, I’ve only been here a week and I can already tell you’d be one of the few…and I mean FEW who’d actually help a new guy like me, granted you did rat me out in the Girl’s Dorm.” He finished off with a slight frown and crossed his arms and Roxy giggled in response and he’d listen to her accent. “Oh you had it coming, you shouldn’t of been sneaking around the Girl’s Dorm in the first place, especially the girls bathroom.”
“I was hiding from Bullies, what else was I supposed to do? Stay in the Attic with all the spiders and dust? Wait…don’t even answer that.” ’Now that I say it out loud, the answer should’ve been obvious…but I hate spiders!’ He’d turn away for a second, now slightly irritated at his trait of his insatiable appetite to explore. “Plus, the only reason I even went into the bathroom was cause I heard your cry for help."
He'd look back towards her after a few seconds of silence to continue. "Anyway, to prove my point. You’re actually considering going back and apologizing to the Incredible Nerd-Hulk who may I remind you, just finished knocking the Smurf-Boy’s tooth out” He noticed how Roxy’s smile seemed to actually grow a little more after that.
“I have to; I can’t help but feel a little responsible for her outburst.”
“Actually, I think I might’ve had something to do with it. I noticed she didn’t really set off till I offered her that firecracker and she threatened to shove it up my ass.”
The two chuckled amongst themselves, letting the severity of the situation clear a bit amidst the laughter, until Jake noticed an Aquaberry figure approaching... to which the duo silenced.
"What do you got in stock?" She was blunt and to the point, no greetings, no introductions.
She was a customer! Smiling that oh-so charming salesman smile of his, showing off his pearly whites as he stood and opened up his trench coat to Sammy, “Your in luck today, I have a new weapons design that’s guaranteed to put a stop to anyone in there tracks.” Reaching inside, he’d pull out his Stink Grenade and show it off while explaining in finer details. “This is a custom designed fire cracker in the entrance, guaranteed a bigger bang for your buck than what the run-of-the mill cracker has to offer and in the spherical canister is some of the worst smells ever created both natural and unnatural.” Sammy reached out to grasp and study the little weapon with keen interest.
“Note the smaller size than the regular stink bomb, making it both efficient and convenient for anyone and has a multitude of uses. Not only making a good mid-to-long range weapon but as a distraction as well if you ever get into trouble.” Suddenly, he noticed movement of a large someone and immediately snatched the grenade from her hand and stuffed it back in his coat, closing it in time before Max walks by, eyeing them both suspiciously before moving on and Jake immedialtuy continued where he left off. “Here, this one's on the house.” He’d throw it back to Sammy who caught it, looking rather excited.
“Aw thanks, I’ll take it and a couple more, plus some of your firecrackers…Oh! And a couple of Vials of that stink bomb…oooh and some itching powder!” She’d take out some cash and Jake was ready with the stuff, happy to have the first customer of the day.
[My first attempt at rping another character…hope I didn’t do too badly and sorry that took so long…been having a bit of a writers block lately…man those are annoying.]
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on May 22, 2010 7:04:05 GMT -5
((I, personally, think that there's too, much violent from Sammy's part. If Ash is fine with it, fair enough, but you really ARE supposed to wait on a response from the other person before you kick the shit out of other people.))
Kay has slipped out unnoticed, from all the violence. She and her friend, Bucky had parted ways and she was Dorm-ward bound. She went into her room and spread herself out over her bed. Being far too big for it, her legs dangled over the sides and one of her arms stretched out over the gap between her bed and her bed-side table.
She exhaled. Her anger ebbed away and turned to tiredness. She started to doze.
((Just though i'd place Kay some where. Also, im gonna go out on a limb here and say that the next post by anyone will be someone coming in an whacking kay while she sleeps. Please don't. ))
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Post by AshHavynn on May 22, 2010 8:55:49 GMT -5
((I probably should have explained that by "beaten up for her crimes" I meant, A) a few punches, B) I get to reply before the fight is over, and C) Please don't Norris on us. Jumping in, beating someone's character to a bloody pulp, and ending the scene by 'getting away red handed' is never fun for the owner of the OC who got the beating. Yeah, REL would fight back or call in an ally, yeah Sammy wouldn't get proper bloody revenge, but it's a fact of life that other RPers are gonna want to reply to your reactions. Anyway, I don't hate the idea of REL getting knocked about, but I think you went a bit too far, so I am editing your post. You do not have to edit your post after this, especially since I am going to reply to what happened. In the future, try to let us RP, too! =) EDIT: While I don't personally have a problem with OC/canon relationships, this 'Bif is in love with Sammy' thing is going waaay too fast. Please keep the canon characters IN character. You can work on him developing a crush on her over time (several pages of posts, mind you), but none of this without-warning-Bif-like-loves-her stuff. Also, keep Derby IC as well. Derby is NOT A PUSSY. Derby can PUNCH YOUR FACE. He simply hires other people to do it, most of the time. Even other preps are disposable to him, and lower than him. Don't think for a minute Sammy can get by behaving like this and be welcomed in the Harrington house. ))
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Post by AshHavynn on May 22, 2010 10:01:08 GMT -5
As soon as the nurse was at her side, REL groaned feebly. She was pretty badly bruised up, but she'd pretended it hurt more than it did, and feigned unconsciousness to get that lunatic Winchester off her back before she did anything debilitating.
It was too bad she didn't crawl out that window before she did something she'd regret.
The nurse had REL propped up, bandaged up, and an ice pack on her black eye, gave her another painkiller, and left for her obligatory duties to phone REL's parents (in this case, her housekeeper) to notify them that she had been injured--a sprained ankle, no, but beaten up? You can't let that slip.
REL dropped her poor-little-me act the moment the nurse was gone, looking bitterly in her direction to assure herself she was alone. She frazzled her bangs and pulled some hair from one pigtail, checking herself in her compact mirror. Not good enough. The black eye was a nice touch, though.
Biting through her gauze, she rubbed her bleeding wrist on her now straggly bangs and parts of her face... Almost. She bit the tip of the icepack, a plastic zip-bag with melting ice in it, and drizzled some water on her eyes... her mascara started running. Now, she sufficiently looked a hot mess--bloody, messed up hair, running make-up, black eye... She pulled out her cellphone--a high dollar camera flip phone (She thought the gesture of flipping a phone open spoke so much more loudly than touch phones, you see), and angled her face so that the shadows would fall over her eyes, giving that dark, sad impression of dark circles that the valleys of her face welcomed so well, and highlighting--or rather, darkening, the blackening eye, that wouldn't quite be at its darkest just yet.
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"Perfect."
Spending her entire first day trifling with lunatics with an instinct to murder, REL had little time to gather the cell phone numbers of all her new, high-status allies. But she had Gord's. And his would do wonderfully.
She sent the text, and within moments, it was forwarded to every prep--but Sammy, of course.
A picture text; above, REL's sad, swollen face. Below, "A MONSTER among the elite! Sammy Winchester attacks her own kind--she must be dealt with."
REL might be the "new kid," but she's also everything a proper prep needs to be--rich, shallow, and full of status. Sammy, however, was improper, vulgar, didn't know her place, and now officially a backstabber. She was going to get what was coming to her.
((ALSO: WILL, WHERE THE HELL YOU AT?))
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Post by Memai on May 22, 2010 10:55:41 GMT -5
Roxy had returned to the dorm, slouching in one of the oversized, fluffy sofas that adorned the various nooks of the building. She just people-watched, rethinking about the events that she had just recently gone through, until of course, the spotted a familiar:
Kay.
Now's your chance!
The short blonde followed Kay upstairs to her room, "Wait! Please!" She called after her, though disappointment set in when she saw the nerd slam her door shut.
Oh, poo.
Roxy didn't falter though, she headed to her room down the hall, taking note of Kay's room, and sat at her desk with papers and pen at the ready. She would always set a few sheets of lined paper on her table, you never knew when you needed to write something down.
Lest you'd forget it.
She thought for a bit on what to write, she didn't want to sound completely helpless, though she did want to apologize for eavesdropping, and that they need not be enemies for no reason. She already made enough with Derby and his gang, she certainly didn't need any more bitter people constantly throwing spite and malice her way.
"Dear uhh..." Roxy read aloud, "No... I don't even know her name."
So she crumpled the paper, starting anew.
"I'm sorry, I'm the short blonde girl that you met in the library... no, sounds a bit too kurt."
Crumple. Throw. Start a new page.
"It is with great humility that I ask for your... oh coh', that sounds a lot like the letters daddy gets in the mail," she frowned and furrowed her brows, this wasn't as easy as she thought. She shifted herself slightly in her seat, straightening her back and started over again.
"Hello, my name is Roxanne, I was the short blonde that eavesdropped on you and your friend's conversation... ah, that sounds better," she smiled, satisfied with the opening and continued on, "I'm really sorry if any of my actions have angered you, in any way. Or even put you off in a bit of a slightly terrible mood.
I didn't mean any of it."
She always went out to look every time she heard someone walking through the halls or hear a door creak open, she already had the words dangling on her tongue, a written apology would be just as good as a verbal one should she catch Kay coming out of her room in time.
Every time it was someone else, she would go back to writing.
"This also goes on behalf of my friend Jake's behaviour," she smiled at the word; friend. Yes, he was a delightful bugger wasn't he?
"I'm sorry he can be such a twat," she giggled now. Ah, so what if he was a little bit creepy hiding from Bullies in the girls' bathroom, bloke was nice enough to let her down at least.
"But I assure you, he meant no harm and that perhaps, his businessman-like ways can get the better of him. Regardless of who is actually at fault, I'm also writing proposing a truce."
Truce was the word, wasn't it?
"I don't want to be enemies, I just don't want you to be angry at me."
She kept writing, adding thoughts, after-thoughts, words and sentences. Until she was finally happy with the result. Folding it nicely and wearing a smile, she strode out into the hall with all intention of delivering her note to Kay; via slipping it under her door and hoping that it would be for the better.
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