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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 19, 2009 19:54:36 GMT -8
Kevala was finally done with her last class. FINALLY she could get out of this high school and move onto college. Which was good. Things had changed a lot as of late, and one thing that she could not stand was the looks the others gave her.
Sure they all knew about her recent attempt at her life and she did nothing to really hide the scars on her wrists. No, she was not ashamed of what she had done and given the same situation she would have done the same thing all over again.
Either way, she was no longer a pillar and she really did not hang around the school anymore, so it was time to be gone. She was gonna stick around to go to college here. Cause yeah, she could not really deal with leaving this place.
As violent as it was, she still had attachments here and would never leave them. Not so long as she could help it.
Making her way through the hall, she would look down at the forms she had to get filled out to transfer her information to the college. Yes, she would be taking a break between but it did not hurt to get things settled none the less.
A light sigh passing her lips as she shook her head. Ugh! So much to get done. Her mind lost in thought until she ran into something.....er...somebody.....
Her little form stumbling back as she dropped her papers.
"I..am..sorry"
She would struggle to get out as she looked up to the girl she had run into .....Fuck! She was getting so clumsy as of late. >.<
She really needed to get back to training. Or else this was not going to end well for her. She just knew it.
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Nova Bryant
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WHY DO THINGS I LOVE RUN FROM ME?[A1i:2]
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Post by Nova Bryant on Dec 20, 2009 8:55:21 GMT -8
There was a group of young men that surrounded her at her locker, they were trying to help her with her locker and well trying to pick her up. Nova wasn't the ugliest coconut on the tree, although she thought differently. Her green gaze avoided looking at the young men, they were definitely invading her comfort zone. Remaining silent as they continued to make comments about her, it was hard to try to ignore it... Really. All Nova had wished was for them to go away.. But of course they didn't take her silence as a sign to go away.
"Come on princess, talk to us... We don't bite."
"I do...."
"Well he does, that's besides the point."
The leader put an arm around her and pulled her close, "Come on now, don't be quiet....Come onn.."
She was shaking, terrified. Nova looked down at the ground before she pushed the young man away and made a run for it, holding on to her bag strap tightly. The dark haired girl made a run for it, moments later realizing that the locker wasn't even hers.. With her head down, the girl couldn't see all that was before her. Of course there is always one person who trips those in a hurry. Sticking her foot out, the girl cause Nova to go flying.
Arms out, she accidentally pushed a girl over before hitting the ground.
Moments to follow, the girl was up and apologizing.
"I'm sorry." Nova replied in a quiet voice as she avoided eye contact with the stranger. Grabbing the papers on the ground near her and handing them up to the mystery girl,"I'm sorry.."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 20, 2009 9:01:20 GMT -8
Kev would look up, noting the girl's reaction and raising her brow.
"It..is okay.."
She sighed, gods she hated not being able to talk all that well, but she could not help it. Stretching her hand out she would smile, as friendly as she could manage.
"Kevala....You are?"
She was getting a bit better with the talking thing thanks to her staying away from people as of late. Looking down at her outstretched hand, she spotted those still bright marks from her recent suicide attempt and would pull her hand back.
Yeah, that would not scare off a new person would it?
Shaking her head she would just once more smile as icy hues fell over the girl.
"You...okay?"
Yeah, usually she was a lot more talkative but given the mental wall her mind had put up against it, she could not do more than manage a couple words at a time.
It was frustrating but it was the way it was. Brushing her tongue over her lips she would wait now. Hoping the girl had not already decided that Kev was a complete nut job as most people had seemed to do as of late.
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