Post by Ilaria Benson on Aug 30, 2010 21:33:25 GMT -6
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Sunlight billowed into the entrance hall of Pec Mansion as the doors were opened by the caretaker. It was the first day back from a long summer vacation and the students looked around to find old friends and gossip amongst each other about their vacations. Along with the old faces came the new with their faces buried in their schedules hoping to avoid eye contact with the older students.
No need to worry though, Pec Mansion is a very friendly and highly respectable school that does not allow bullying. A student read. A smile spread across his face at the exact moment he was shoved into a wall at full force. "Move the hell out of my way kid."
Ilaria grimaced and made her way down the center of the hall with her back turned to the new student whom had been victimized. It was normal for her though. Friendliness on the first day wasn't exactly in her arsenal of top behaviors. You could tell she was the type of girl you didn't want to ask directions from. Her black skinny jeans that stuck to her legs to fit her form were held up by a white metal studded belt that screamed rocker. Which wasn't far from the truth. Avenged Sevenfold, The Runaways, Ozzy, and many other bands were her type of fix, but anyway. To finish the outfit off she wore a white v-neck with a bleeding red heart in the center.
She hated titles and being called the goth girl pissed her off. She felt that if you needed titles, "You are a worthless piece of ......" Well you get it.
Her locker number had been number four thirty two for the last two years and it was the only one with a black light glowing from the inside. One thing that never changed though was the students who felt the need to gather at this locker like a shrine. The little gossiping girls that went on about there random new hair color which was O' SO EXCITING. Not.
Ilaria smiled baring her pearly whites at the young girls and they smiled back. "Hi guys....do you know who's locker this is." She blinked twice after pointing towards her locker. The girls all looked at each other in confusion after glancing at the locker. It was the brunette who shook her head no though. "Well sweetie, let me tell you....." Ilaria's smiled faded to frown and she butted the girls out of the way, "It's mine and I don't like gossipy little bitches around it." She tilted her head in a preppy way, "Okay?"
((soundtrack to the post ))
Sunlight billowed into the entrance hall of Pec Mansion as the doors were opened by the caretaker. It was the first day back from a long summer vacation and the students looked around to find old friends and gossip amongst each other about their vacations. Along with the old faces came the new with their faces buried in their schedules hoping to avoid eye contact with the older students.
No need to worry though, Pec Mansion is a very friendly and highly respectable school that does not allow bullying. A student read. A smile spread across his face at the exact moment he was shoved into a wall at full force. "Move the hell out of my way kid."
Ilaria grimaced and made her way down the center of the hall with her back turned to the new student whom had been victimized. It was normal for her though. Friendliness on the first day wasn't exactly in her arsenal of top behaviors. You could tell she was the type of girl you didn't want to ask directions from. Her black skinny jeans that stuck to her legs to fit her form were held up by a white metal studded belt that screamed rocker. Which wasn't far from the truth. Avenged Sevenfold, The Runaways, Ozzy, and many other bands were her type of fix, but anyway. To finish the outfit off she wore a white v-neck with a bleeding red heart in the center.
She hated titles and being called the goth girl pissed her off. She felt that if you needed titles, "You are a worthless piece of ......" Well you get it.
Her locker number had been number four thirty two for the last two years and it was the only one with a black light glowing from the inside. One thing that never changed though was the students who felt the need to gather at this locker like a shrine. The little gossiping girls that went on about there random new hair color which was O' SO EXCITING. Not.
Ilaria smiled baring her pearly whites at the young girls and they smiled back. "Hi guys....do you know who's locker this is." She blinked twice after pointing towards her locker. The girls all looked at each other in confusion after glancing at the locker. It was the brunette who shook her head no though. "Well sweetie, let me tell you....." Ilaria's smiled faded to frown and she butted the girls out of the way, "It's mine and I don't like gossipy little bitches around it." She tilted her head in a preppy way, "Okay?"
