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Post by Nerissa Clark on Jul 3, 2018 17:12:43 GMT
"There is no protocol..." She tried to inject with a roll of her eyes, but the Latina was on a roll so Nerissa decided to actually listen rather than give her any reason to complain that she wasn't. It rubbed her the wrong way that people thought she was a robot with protocols or something. She can like rules and order without being a robot.
"Well first of all, there is no protocol. I just think you are being unnecessarily hostile to him." And at this point she glanced at Zak. "And I have to say to you that I am not happy about your flirting either. Get a hold of yourself." She turned her attention back to Alejandra. "You talked about neutering him which I don't agree with. Insult his looks or tell him you are more of a cat person, I don't care. But I and others don't have to listen to your violent suggestions and cursing." She listed on.
At Alejandra's clear challenge she had no hesitation or tremor of fear or nervousness. "Well since you brought up your parents I will say yes. Yes I do. You are in a high school currently, not some seedy back alley in the hood. If you can't adjust your behaviour to fit the time and company you are with then your parents failed you on that lesson." Either way she found that argument laughable. If a serial killer used that as his defence in court he would be laughed out of the court room.
At Alejandra's last remark she felt conflicted. On the other hand she was proud and happy that she referred to her as someone from a rich background. And yet on the other it annoyed her that she could just so crudely assume that of her as if she had no experience about what it was like in the poor neighbourhood. "Maybe you should follow your own advice and stop assuming things about me that you have no knowledge of." She said in a rather cold tone and without even thinking through what she was just saying. People didn't need to know about her home life!
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Post by Alejandra Ramirez on Jul 3, 2018 18:08:35 GMT
Al snorted as Nerissa tried to justify herself, claiming that the Latina's approach had been unnecessarily hostile. "Yeah I'm sure you think so." she remarked, rolling her eyes. "Sadly for you, what you think doesn't apply to everyone. I'm a little sick of guys thinking its ok to use acting like a dog is a perfectly good excuse to justify being creeps. So yeah, I'm gonna make a snarky remark about how he could use the Bob Barker treatment. Believe it or not, it's not even that aggressive a statement. Vasectomies are a thing, it's not like it's genital mutilation."
"Well since you brought up your parents I will say yes."
Al tensed up before slowly standing back up to her full height and turning to face Nerissa once more. "Excuse you?" she questioned, her eyes a steel cold glare as she squared her shoulders. "Who the hell do you think you are telling me how my parents should raise me?"she asked, hands clenching at her sides.
"not some seedy back alley in the hood."
Oh. Oh she did NOT. "What," Al began, her voice calm and cold as she took one step forward. "Did you just say?" Al took another step, rolling her shoulders as she lifted up her chin. "I'm sorry, I think I must have misheard you. Did you just insinuate I grew up in the ghetto? DId you just assume that I'm from some 'seedy back alley'?" A disbelieving chuckle left her mouth, fury boiling in her blood as she looked at this prissy white girl.
"Why exactly do you think I'm from the hood?" she asked, taking another step. "Is it my agression? My choice in language, and news flash I'm not the only teen in this private school that swears, or is it the fact that I'm Latina?. Al took another step for each question he asked, slowly advancing on Nerissa. "Or is it because I'm all three of those things combined? Because I'm an aggressive Latina with a mouth on me, I must be someone from the 'seedy back alley of the hood' right?" Another disbelieving chuckle left her lips as she shook her head. "Un-be-fucking-lievable."
"Fun fact about me," Al began, sneering at the girl before her. "I've actually been all over this country and even a few others." It took everything to keep her voice as even as it was, to hold back the urge to punch like how she used to solve her problems with ignorant privileged brats. "You tell me to take my own advice, but you keep assuming things about me, you prissy privileged princess. I may not know what your life is like, but I've met kids like you all over. In big cities, in small towns, in fucking Italy and Japan. In civilian schools and navy bases. Because I'm not from the hood." she stated, her cold voice warming up with her fury. "I'm a military brat raised by my Naval Officer father, who is currently stationed in South Korea, and my tough as nails mother who taught me to respect people until they show they don't deserve it. It might be too crude for you, but I respect my parents, whom you have never met but have the gall to say they didn't raise me right, and I'm going to listen to them before I ever listen to you."
The tan skinned girl clenched her fists tighter as she stared deep into Nerissa's eyes. "Because I follow orders of my authority figures. I don't take shit from my peers who try and belittle me. Guess which category you fall under?"
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Post by Arielle Belacqua on Jul 3, 2018 19:15:23 GMT
Arielle had to chuckle when Tara jumped surprised. She was really such a sweet drama club member and even though Arielle never talked much about private stuff with her, she enjoyed her company.
"Tea with Amanda and Esme?", Arielle asked interested, she really could imagine Amanda and Tara having tea time, they both were amazing girls. "That sounds pretty great actually!", Arielle responded kindly and turned to Nancy, "We should host a proper tea time afternoon with all the girls we are friends with! Tara, Pidge, you should definitely join us once we find a date!" With excited and bright eyes Arielle looked at both of them and waited for a reaction. Tara really gave Arielle a nice idea, that would be a way to get to know each other even better, outside the drama club drama.
"Oh and I am fine, thank you for asking. Just really excited about the new play and kind of worried about the casting and auditioning process, I hope it'll go well!", Arielle said sincerely and looked down towards the end. The four girls were a pretty nice group to talk.
When Pidge answered her, Arielle couldn't help but laugh. "A nap?", she put one hand on Nancy's shoulder to have a hold of something, "Pidge, you are the best, just the best! Some of us think about that and you just go for it, I have nothing but respect for you". Then she calmed herself down and looked worried at Pidge, "Not much sleep? I hope everything's alright?"
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Post by Peyton Cross on Jul 3, 2018 20:32:22 GMT
As Peyton sat on the stage bored, waiting for Miss Kishi to arrive again, she noticed Emery looking awkwardly in a certain direction, while also trying to avoid eye contact. Peyton raised her eyebrow and looked over her shoulder, glancing at what Emery was staring at, but all she saw was Kairi. It took Peyton a few moments to connect the dots.
Oh she’s thinking about Homecoming again.
She remembered the night after she came home from work, missing out on the rather insane party that she had no interest in. Emery had called her up, rather emotional and nervous, about her almost kiss with the hardcore Kairi. Peyton doesn’t remember the details of the conversation (mostly because in-between sentences was heavy breathing), but she does remember the long conversation they had as she tried to calm her down.
Emery took Naya by the hand and took her somewhere private. Guess she’s about to spill the beans. Peyton always wondered why Emery had never told Naya, but she never bothered asking her. It was Emery's business anyways.
Peyton had now turned her attention elsewhere as she started to hear people yelling. She saw fem-Al (as Emery and Alex called her) and Nerissa going at each other’s throats. Al looked like she was about to rip Nerissa to shreds, and Peyton knew that the longer it was going to go on, the higher the chance it was going to become violent. And Peyton sure as hell didn’t need another Ryan and Alex situation. She stood up and stormed over to their direction.
“Hey!” She shouted. Peyton put herself in-between Al and Nerissa and stuck her arms out, separating the two of them. “Knock it off! Both of you! We don’t need more fights today, especially not with Miss Kishi about ready to commit murder."
[OOC: If you guys don't want Peyton to intervene, tell me if I should edit the post :)]
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Post by Kairi Matsumoto on Jul 3, 2018 21:23:50 GMT
[OOC: So sorry to all people who want to plot with me, I get writers block so easily and I also need to keep up with my internship duties >.< BUT I will get to them don't worry!!]
Ripping her eyes away from the dog, Kairi finally took notice of a dark-haired girl sitting next to her, recognizing her as Peyton. The girl seemed to always keep to herself, like she was constantly covering something up - something she was determined to hide. Kairi didn't make a habit of prying into people's secrets, unless it was necessary, but she had observed the girl enough and couldn't help recognizing the subtle signs of something dark and disturbed. The need to cover up, although not concrete evidence of something sinister, Kairi had seen this particular gesture far too many times - and each time she wanted to send the bastards to hell for the brutality they felt the right to inflict.
And age didn't matter - god did it not matter at all. 10-year-olds, 18-year-olds, 32-year-olds, all reduced to a broken shell of who they once were, all trying there hardest to never show their bare skin again in hopes to bury the pain - pretend it doesn't exist.
With Peyton, nothing was certain, just eerily familiar and Kairi hoped it was nothing. That is until her perusing eyes landed on her poorly-done up shirt. Kairi's eyes widened with pure rage and waves of barely-contained fury rolled off her body, perforating the air around them. There was no mistaking Peyton's growing unease as Kairi no longer cared to control herself.
She shot up, discarding the fabric on the floor and towered over Peyton.
"What's the bastard's name?" Kairi's voice was low and full of menace - a calm before the storm.
Peyton just looked at her, eyes wide.
"Who gave you that scar, Peyton?"
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Jul 3, 2018 22:05:09 GMT
Chris looked at all the people coming back in. He sighed feeling nerves creep in on him. The sudden outburst of kishi really scared him in a way. A buzz made him look down at his phone. It was tara. She had send him a text.
"Thank you Chris for telling me, you're a savior <3 The dog will have to wait for now then. Yeah Esme is with me, I will tell her. But Amanda just left us and we have no way to contact her, she don't have her phone. Isn't she in the auditorium ? She told us she will be met us here later. Anyway thanks again for telling me ;) I think Esme and I will come as soon as we can, we will maybe look for Amanda before. P.S : Great we'll do that ;) But if I don't survive miss Kishi's wrath, I was really happy to have met you x)"
Even if he was a bit stressed out he let out a small chuckle. Tara was a sweetheart really. He smiled weakly as he put his phone away. He would most likely see tara soon anyways. He noticed how Naya walked back into the room as she walked up to him. Chris turned to her to face her. “ Thank you so much, you're a star!" she said as she grinned. "If you ever need a favour, consider me in your debt!" Chris smiled weakly and shrugged. “you're welcome and it's okay don't mention it" he said as he was already glad that they were not in trouble. Naya walked back to emery and her other friends as chris took a deep breath and sighed. His hands were shaking slightly but he just tried his best to keep himself calm. However the current events made that kind of hard and the dog didn't help with that even if the good boy was adorable. He bit his lip as the commotion was kind of overwhelming. Then out of nowhere alejandra and nerissa started to pick a fight and kairi seemed upset about something about peyton. He just blinked a few times as he got away from the window. Maybe .. he needed some space.. with less people. Chris took another deep breath and quickly headed to the toilets
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Post by Tara Macfly on Jul 3, 2018 22:42:12 GMT
"Tea with Amanda and Esme?", Arielle asked seeming interested.
Tara nodded, not knowing what to say besides saying again it was nice.
"Come on Tara think. Before you knew how to do a conversation. Come on !"
"That sounds pretty great actually!", Arielle added kindly and turned to Nancy, "We should host a proper tea time afternoon with all the girls we are friends with! Tara, Pidge, you should definitely join us once we find a date!"
Oh ! Yeah it was a great idea. A great way to know more the girls. Amanda's club, Nancy's proposition to watch her apparition in Juliet Carroway's show with everyone, and Arielle's tea party, new opportunies to make friends appeared to Tara. And it make her anxious but also very excited at the same time. Her experience with Amanda and Esme was pretty nice if we forgot the end about Amanda leaving without being contactable, her worry about the red head and her outburst in front of Esme.
So she was mostly excited even if a little voice couldn't stop telling her :
"You shouldn't even try. You will screw everything."
"No, stop thinking like that. It's thoughts like that who made you really screw everything". She tried to tell herself instead.
"Oh yes Arielle I really love the idea. It would be a really nice thing to do. I would definitly want to participate. When you have a date tell me" Tara answered excitedly ignoring her internal fight. "Maybe we can invite boys too ?" She asked a litlle awkwardly thinking about her friend Chris. They usually went to parties together to have each other back when socializing with others. Nancy's sweet 16 having been the only exception. Maybe he would like to go to the tea party, she would have to ask.
"Oh and I am fine, thank you for asking. Just really excited about the new play and kind of worried about the casting and auditioning process, I hope it'll go well!", Arielle said sincerely.
Tara smiled sweetly to the other brunette, she was happy to see this part of her. Passionate about singing and drama.
"Oh yeah it's heather this year, isn't it ? I really love it. And I really don't think you have to worry you are one of the most talented here. You'll be excellent wathever your role." She said kindly "Do you have a character you want to play particularly ?"
"And you Nancy ?" She turned towards the raven haired "Oh and talkilng about that Nancy, will the choir do some extra courses to prepare for the auditions ? I think I will do some. I will audition as Veronica I think but I have not the best singing voice so I probably won't have it." She shrugged "But I will try my best anyway and any roles will be fine." She said enthusistically happy to talk about her greatest passion with others passionate girls.
Then the girl next to her, "Pidge" Tara noted wanting to remember, answered Arielle question. Apparently the girl didn't have enough sleep and take a nap waiting for Miss kishi to come. The girl seemed a little tired indeed. Tara hoped she was alright. Arielle seemed a little worried too and asked the girl about it.
But tara didn't hear the girl's answer. her interest was taken somewhere else. Some dispute seeming happening with female Al, with who she was talking some minutes ago and Nerissa. It was hard to follow the dispute. Apparently Alejandra had answered agressively to some guy who flirted with her crudly and Nerissa was scolding her. In this she was totally in Al's side. She wouldn't have any problems because she made a guy nderstand he was being incorrect ?
She wanted to go to take the girl defense but she was affraid to made things worse for her.
"Pfft. Don't tell beautiful excuses to yourself. You're just a coward who don't want to have problems too."
And then things seemed to degenerate and the dispute grow.
"Someone need to stop this" she thought, but she did nothing.
And then she saw female Al chenching her fists.
"Oh no ! They won't going to fight ?"
She was frozen in her seat. She wanted to go there, do something, but she couldn't move. She was seeing fists. fists throwing at her. And they didn't stop, even when she said to stop.
"This won't happen again, this won't happen" she kept saying herself trying to not breathe too loud.
Fortunately, a raven haired girl, one of Emery's friends if Tara remembered well came to stop the two girls before everything begin.
"Thanks this girl" Tara thought relieved.
Her breathe start to become normal again. She really hoped that the others girls didn't saw her becoming this anxious over an non existant fight. It was just ridiculous. She tried to act normal, when then her eyes catched sight of red hair. Chris !
"Sorry girls, I need to talk to Chris. Hope I could talk to you again later", she said quickly before goint after her friend. She really needed to talk to him.
But then she saw that the boy didn't seem well. His hands were shaking.
"Oh no Chris !" She knew that he was as much anxious than her if not more.
She was now even more determinate to talk to him. She even forget for a moment why she was so uncomfortable some minutes ago.
She followed Chris in the hallway.
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Post by Alexander Attiyah on Jul 4, 2018 0:32:16 GMT
When Al walked back inside the auditorium, he was immediately hit with an even tenser atmosphere than he had left it in. Damn, he thought as he glanced around at the scene surrounding him. It seemed like there must have been an argument as the other Al and Nerissa were currently staring each other off. Peyton stood in between the two as if playing a game of monkey in the middle with her hands held out towards them. Kairi (God, she scares me) looked like she had gotten fired up as well, the 'do not approach' vibes seeming to come off of her in waves. Though in truth, that was usually the kind of vibes she gave off where the raven-haired was concerned, and he was more than happy to oblige in staying as far away from her as he could.
But as if that wasn't enough drama in the room, Al barely had time to react before he saw a flash of redhair belonging to Chris suddenly head past him towards the doors before exiting the auditorium, leaving behind a very confused super senior wondering what the hell had happened in the short time he had been gone. It hasn't been that long, has it? he wondered to himself as he glanced back into the room, keeping the can of coke pressed to his face. Though he was soon left feeling even more awkward as yet another drama club member (her name is Tess? Tanya? ... Tara!) hurried after the nervous redhead as well, leaving the room even smaller and emptier and in a weird sort of state.
Not entirely sure how to respond to what was happening in front of him, Al merely let out a barely audible whistle as he glanced at his two companions who had entered the auditorium with him. The day was getting way too massively weird for his liking; they needed to get Copper back. Now.
Glancing around the open area, the raven-haired's brown eyes soon fell on a small group of people sitting in the center of the floor, a familiar bundle of copper-colored fuzz wagging and nuzzling and licking his adoring fans. "At least someone's having a good time," he said in a quiet but teasing voice towards the two companions that had followed him, gesturing towards Copper currently indulging in all the love.
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Post by Emery Attiyah on Jul 4, 2018 3:22:44 GMT
When asked if the person she almost kissed was in the club, Emery blushed harder. Her cheeks turning a bit redder before she looked over at Kairi for a quick second. Her dark brown eyes taking in the girl that was almost the second person she kissed. In the quick second she saw her, she was away from Peyton and whatever fight that seemed to have broken out between Fem-Al and Nerissa. Her eyes gazing at the purple strandle of hair that tickled her cheek. In that one quick second she could feel the moment as if it happened again right there. She had to shake that thought away quickly, looking back at Naya so she could.
"They are," She whispered, "It's uh─It was Kairi," She whispered very low, making double sure no one could hear her. Only Naya was allowed to hear it, and right now only Naya and Peyton were allowed to know. Okay, maybe she wanted to tell Alex too, but she did not feel like dealing with his teasing. Plus he would probably dare her to finally kiss her, which is something she couldn't bring herself to do at this moment. The thought of kissing Kairi was enough to give her butterflies. She never felt this shy before, and it bugged her.
"And ever since the Homecoming dance, I can't seem to─!"
"Who gave you that scar, Peyton?"
The voice was low, but Emery heard it the moment she heard scar and Peyton in the same sentence. She turned around wide eyed, freezing when she saw Kairi interrogating Peyton. From what it looked like, Peyton was now in between Nerissa and Al's fight, and apparently that was the right time to ask her best friend about the scar. "Shit," She cursed, looking back to Naya, "I'll be right back!" She told her before she rushed over the scene and got infront of Peyton. Which probably looked silly due to how shorter she was compared to them but she did. But before she could say anything, she noticed Kairi's eyes go on her, making her butterflies act up. She looked at the girl with wide eyes, feeling like she was going to freeze mode due to how close they seemed to be now. But she shook it off.
"Um, how about we move whatever this discussion is to a more private area," Emery suggested, standing her ground with her arms outstretched to protect Peyton. "Right here in front of everyone is not a good time to ask such questions," She whispered, hoping only Kairi and Peyton would hear her.
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Post by Andrei Novosad on Jul 4, 2018 3:23:40 GMT
The moment the gang entered the room Andrei was amazed by the number of people actually present in the auditorium! So many damn kids were talking left and right, leaving the room - he actually noticed a familiar face in one of those fleeing students! He would like to shake Chris' hand and properly greet the guy, but oh well, too late; he was already gone - or entering - that's us! The "gang" - the room! And of course, how can there a be a "drama" club without drama! Hopefully, they wouldn't have to interfere in a catfight. "At least someone's having a good time," Al interrupted Andrei's train of thought and made him turn his head towards his voice only to witness... "COPPER!" Andrei yelled, kneeling down right beside the bud, only to be almost knocked down by the force of muffled happy whimpering! "Boy, I missed you so much! Don't you dare to scare me like this anymore, alright?!" he kept kissing and hugging the dog until they both calmed down for a little bit. What a sweet happy reunion! "Thank you all so much," he looked around, giving each of the girls - and guys! don't you dare to think I forgot about you, Al - who sat this whole time with his puppy and helped him to actually fine him a big genuine smile!
"I owe you guys my life!"
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Post by Peyton Cross on Jul 4, 2018 10:07:57 GMT
Peyton sighed, walking away from the fight and sat back down. Thinking she’d at least eased the situation for everyone, including herself, she was very much about to be proven wrong.
“What’s the bastard’s name?”
Peyton turned to see Kairi standing above her, looking extremely furious. The woman always looked cold and menacing, but this was an especially emotional response. She was surprised. Bastard’s name? What bastard? Only bastard she knew was Ryan and she never even talked to him. It was a very oddly vague question.
“Excuse me?” Peyton tried to make sense of Kairi’s abrupt question.
“Who gave you that scar Peyton?” Kairi said.
Peyton’s face drained of all color and she felt herself freeze in absolute fear. It was bad enough that Emery stared at her scars, but what frightened her was how Kairi knew. How could she have known? Emery wouldn’t have told her…would she? No..she wouldn’t. Not after Peyton’s constant begging. But maybe Emery got desperate and said that Peyton was being abused to Kairi and Kairi has never asked questions up until this point. Or maybe Emery spilled it in their almost kiss. Peyton began to stutter her words. She was just so caught off guard.
“I uh…I got them…um-“ Peyton couldn’t seem to find a good excuse. To both her relief and her horror Emery was now standing in the middle of the two of them, which appeared a little awkward due to Kairi and Peyton towering over her in comparison of height.
“Um, how about we move whatever this discussion is to a more private area?” Emery suggested. She leaned in closer and whispered, “Right here in front of everyone is not a good time to ask such questions.”
Peyton peered down at Emery and looked back up at Kairi, nodding her in agreement. There was no point is making shit up. It was clear to Peyton that Kairi knew what was going on, and she should just give her the straight answer.
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Post by Misha Charisse Quinn on Jul 4, 2018 15:33:30 GMT
Having somehow caught up to them after his delay (she swore he did it just to spite her), Alex was first to enter the room as Andrei and Misha were still power-walking after him, afraid of making too much noise to alert any enraged witches. From behind, Misha could see his head turn slowly from one side of the room to another, before letting out a long, impressed sigh. Curious, Misha raised an eyebrow as she quickened her steps behind Andrei. What could have possibly warranted this reaction? The answer came to her as a collision. She’d managed to avoid the first person to rapidly exit the room out of pure reflex, but, not having expected another, she suddenly found herself staggering backwards, trying to steady herself. Finally finding her footing, she gave the person who had bumped into her and who seemed to be following the first man a look; Misha was having a problem remembering her name at the moment, though she knew she’d seen her around the club before.
– Watch where you’re going. – she scolded, though not very harshly. The girl seemed pretty anxious, and was already following the other guy, all of it only making Misha more curious. Had something else happened while they were gone?
Her inquisitiveness made her want to investigate, but she was a girl with a mission, and, shrugging the matter off (it hadn’t hurt THAT much, after all), she finally entered the auditorium. Thankfully, Andrei had already reunited with his dog while she had been busy outside, and the sight of both pet and owner lovingly cuddling each other while the man offered his thank and praises, surrounded by a group of amused teenagers, caused her to quickly forget her pain and chuckle slightly. Well, that was solved at least. Now all they needed was to get them outside. Yet, it wasn’t long before all the noise around started getting to her, and she looked up, observing the scene. She understood now what had Alex react the way he did; indeed there seemed to be lots of tension in the room, surprisingly even more than there had been when Ryan had punched her friend’s lights out. Apparently Nerissa and Al were engaged in a staring contest, with the girl she’d met earlier in the bathroom stuck between them trying to separate them; except that both Kairi and Emery seemed to have decided to meddle with the situation as well, causing quite the sight, and it was Misha’s turn to whistle at the situation. At this point, Andrei and Copper’s happy reunion felt like well-needed stress reliever.
Unsure of what to do, and too curious for her own good, Misha looked around for a bit, for someone to give her some info about what was going on. She hated pointless drama, and the fact it was all happening inside a drama club was only making it even more ridiculous, but if she was going to have to spend the rest of the evening here, she at the very least wanted to know what to shield herself from. Finally spotting Naya, who was apparently back from the bathroom as well and looking better, Misha hesitated for a second before making her way to her. The two weren’t exactly besties, but she knew she could at least count on her to tell her what she knew without making more of a scene.
– So, hm… – she questioned the girl, stiffly pointing at the scene, but also thinking back to the two people who had run away from the room – … what the hell happened while we were gone? Everybody looks really done.
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Post by Catherine "Pidge" Santorini on Jul 4, 2018 18:25:45 GMT
"A nap?" Arielle responded, after laughing as if she had heard the funniest thing in the world. Catherine sighed. She knew that she wasn't making fun of her, but deep down, something thought that she was. "What? You've never accidentally taken a nap while working on something?" She asked, faking the confidence she had earlier, but she felt as if she had already known that answer. Arielle was, for lack of any better word, perfect, and sometimes Pidge didn't know exactly why she was being so nice to her. People who looked like Arielle seemed to be vicious towards people like her, the self-proclaimed nerdiest of the nerds. No, Pidge... this is stupid! Why should you care what she thinks about you! She internally told herself, and that inner voice was right. She shouldn't, but somehow all of her confidence seemed to fly away. THIS ISN'T MIDDLE SCHOOL PIDGE! WHY ARE YOU STILL ACTING LIKE IT IS!
"Pidge, you are the best, just the best! Some of us think about that and you just go for it, I have nothing but respect for you""Not much sleep? I hope everything's alright?".
Catherine quickly jerked her head for a second. Arielle actually admired her? Her of all people! Pidge blushed and looked away, pushing up her glasses, "Aw, shucks. You shouldn't have, Arielle. And I'm fine. Don't worry that much about me."
Suddenly, Al (the one who wasn't in the room at the time) and Misha ran in with Andrei. A happy reunion between dog and his human was brought upon!
"… what the hell happened while we were gone? Everybody looks really done." The redhead seemed to ask to no one in particular. She assumed that she'd ask Naya since she was over there.
"Man, isn't that the understatement of the year," Pidge stood up and walked over to the slightly taller woman, possibly interrupting Naya's response. "Long story short is Ms. Kishi is pissed because someone wanted to start a new club while we were already in a club. She left in a huff, we're all tired, and I guess we're all waiting for her rain her unholy terror upon us."
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Post by Naya Zafar on Jul 4, 2018 18:39:55 GMT
Emery went redder at that.
"They are," She whispered, "It's uh─It was Kairi."
"Oh my god!" Naya replied, her voice low, "Kairi! No wonder you've been watching her..." Since she caught Em watching Sig earlier, Naya had been hyper-aware of her movements. She didn't want Emery to make what Naya thought would be a mistake in taking him back. Cheaters never changed in her mind, and he'd nearly cheated, and had been way too flirty before that. It had confused Naya when she'd caught Em looking at Kairi, but now things made sense.
"And ever since the Homecoming dance, I can't seem to─!" Suddenly Emery's head snapped to look at where Kairi appeared to be interrogating Peyton. Oh crap.
"I'll be right back," Em promised, before rushing over to intervene. Naya stood watching, wondering what would happen. One of Em's best friends and her almost-kiss/potential-crush in an argument. Not good. Not good at all.
Misha was at her side all of a sudden, making Naya jump a little. Why did she come over here, Naya wondered, I thought she didn't really care for me much... Maybe that was just me being overly worried and analysing things too much as usual...
"What the hell happened while we were gone? Everybody looks really done," Misha questioned. Naya sighed.
"Well, after I came back, it was pretty tense because Miss Kishi had just left... Then Zak opened the door and a puppy ran in, who is the cutest little guy ever! And now Nerissa and Al are having an argument over Zak's sleazy comments, and it seems like Kairi and Peyton are having one too but I don't know why... And Miss Kishi still hasn't come back..."
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Post by Kairi Matsumoto on Jul 4, 2018 22:20:42 GMT
“I uh…I got them…um" Peyton stuttered her words and Kairi would go berserk if she had to listen to the whole I fell down the stairs excuse again. Every goddamn girl she met seemed to have a stair-complex.
Tone it down, Kairi, she thought to herself, don't scare the poor thing into silence.
Shit, this is why Viola took care of the victims and Kairi took care of the abusive assholes. Too many times she misdirected her rage, and this was just another one of those times - unfortunately it was in the wrong place too.
Calm the fuck down, before you regret it. Kairi willed herself to breathe - inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, letting the ticks of passing time guide her mental state back to equilibrium.
Somehow, Emery ended up infront of her. Kairi didn't expect to be this close to Emery again, after what went down at homecoming she thought Emery would stay far away from her. However, as Kairi gazed into her eyes she saw no recollection of what transpired during the girls journey home. Interesting, Kairi didn't know if she felt relieved or disappointed.
It was a rather entertaining night, definitely one she wouldn't forget anytime soon, and she had to admit that was mostly due to the girl standing before her - a wooden shield against an iron weapon. Emery had fighting spirit, it was akin to Kairi's own.
Sleep, Tiger...
"Um, how about we move whatever this discussion is to a more private area?” Emery's soft voice pulled Kairi from her thoughts, “right here in front of everyone is not a good time to ask such questions.”
Kairi glanced at Peyton, who took refuge behind Emery's words.
Slipping effortlessly into the role of the Red Lilac's second-in-command, Kairi got down to business. Whether Peyton knew it or not, she was now the gang's latest client.
"Very well, Tig-Emery," Kairi mentally cursed her slip-up, "Where do you suggest we talk? Because you will talk, Peyton"
Smooth, Kairi, why don't you just put a knife to her neck as well. The girl will totally feel comfortable talking now, idiot.
Kairi knew she completely sucked at this - there was too much rage when it came to these kinds of cases - and she wished in vain that Viola was here with her.
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