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Post by Milk on May 7, 2009 22:57:52 GMT -5
Drysi looked up at him, her grey eyes speculating him. "Well, yes, I must make my family proud by maintaining decent grades," she answered. This was a very aristocratic family, and one B could make their child look insufficient. It was already bad enough she was talked about because for the first 13 years of her life she was an adoptee, and then she lost her memory, there were odd scars on her wrists and necks which made people assume she was a cutter, when she wasn't...Needless to say, she wanted to impress people so they'd stop talking about her and her family behind her back.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 9, 2009 19:06:59 GMT -5
*Oh geeze, why the hell to I always end up stuck with the folks that have sticks up their asses.* Kreon thought to himself, hiding a grimace. "So, your THAT type of family...." he said, raising an eyebrow at her. "I mean, if thats what floats your boat, congrats. But I don't see whats so fuckin damn spectacular about molding yourself to fit the image of who everyone else thinks you should be." *Besides, you look pretty good from where I'm at* he thought, curious as to what all she hid under that nightgown.
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Post by Milk on May 9, 2009 19:10:19 GMT -5
her eyes flickered over to him, then back down. "It must be nice to not have to mold yourself," she mumbled and turned a page. You don't have to be perfect, dress perfect, have perfect grades and attendance, being in various clubs, have the right friends, know the right people, and eat the right things...I wish I was with whoever I was before I lost my memory four year ago...
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 9, 2009 19:27:27 GMT -5
"It's not a matter of not having to - it's just that I don't give a fuck." he explained simply, shrugging as he looked down at the book she was reading. "Changing yourself for others is a choice, no one can make you change yourself except for you." Honestly, he didn't see the point in her changing herself at all. I mean, maybe she was a little more anal and uptight than most of the girls he was used to, but a few beers and a couple of good fucks would take care of that.
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Post by Milk on May 9, 2009 19:33:27 GMT -5
((XD XD XD XD))
"Then I've chosen to change myself," she answered stiffly and reached for a high-lighter, highlighting a section. She stared at the bright yellow, sighing softly and reading on. She had one more chapter after this, even though it wasn't due until the following week. She wanted to stay ahead to look good. Her cell phone went off and she picked it up, her eyes lighting up and a secret smile spreading across her face as she texted whoever it was back.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 10, 2009 17:29:11 GMT -5
((hehehe)) Raising an eyebrow at her reaction to the cell phone caller, he cleared his throat before saying, "Who was that? A secret boyfriend? You know, the only difference between good girls like you and bad girls is that good girls don't get caught." he added, a mischeivious grin replacing his curious smile. He could see that, imagine her as the clean-cut schoolgirl by day and naughty bad girl by night. It's not like she didn't have hormones, so he figured she had to at least have some kind of sex drive. She had to get her fix somewhere, most likely in the rougher parts of town where her kind wouldn't dare be seen. Maybe she even liked it a little rough. As fantasies of Drysi and him doing things that even experienced prostitutes would gasp at invaded his mind, he bit down on his lips, thinking this type of medication took away the pain a lot better than any of the fuckin morphine they were pumping into him. (( how's phury's book?))
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Post by Milk on May 10, 2009 17:32:52 GMT -5
((haven't read any of it yet, lol))
Drysi snorted and gave him a cold, sarcastic look. "Yeah, in your dreams," she answered and set the phone in her lap as she turned another page in her science book. Truthfully, he wasn't far from the mark- but the idea of her having a secret boyfriend was ridiculous. A secret rock band would be more accurate, and she had a show tomorrow night. "it's really none of your business, Kreon. Where do you live, by the way? Once you're all healed up, someone here will be giving you a ride to your residence."
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 11, 2009 21:05:54 GMT -5
"Oh, so eager to get rid of me?" he asked, a smile still playing noncholantly across his lips. "You know, Drysi, if your not careful, you might offend me." he warned her playfully, knowing that in actuality it would take a lot more than a few words to offend him. "And what exactly does 'in your dreams' mean?" he asked, raising his eyebrows as if daring her to wander into foreign territory. *No, your wrong. In my dreams, theres a lot more than you sneaking phone calls with some secret boyfriend going on- more like you with one of your girlfriends. I've always been a fan of threesomes.* he thought to himself, only the slightest of smirks upturning the edges of his lips to hint at what he was thinking.
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Post by Milk on May 11, 2009 21:19:26 GMT -5
Drysi rolled her eyes at his comments and ignored his dare. After she was halfway through the second chapter, she got another text and smiled at something, texted back, then turned the phone off. She grabbed some sleeping medicines and took them slowly as she finished her chapter. She had bad insomnia, and had to take pills to sleep- normally.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 14, 2009 19:00:14 GMT -5
"Sleeping pills?" Kreon observed from his spot across the room. "I didn't think you'd be the pill-popping type. I'm sure your crowd doesn't kow about all that, they sure as hell wouldn't aprove." he mocked, a grin creeping across his lips.
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Post by Milk on May 14, 2009 19:07:11 GMT -5
"no, they do not know about it,'' she answered, glancing over at him, then away. She laid down and curled on her side, back to him. ''Night,'' she mumbled.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 14, 2009 19:29:28 GMT -5
"Already?" Kreon asked, slightly dissapointed. "Then again, I suppose you have to get your beauty rest, although I doubt you need it." he commented, appraising her.
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Post by Milk on May 14, 2009 19:37:44 GMT -5
"Night." she said in a firmer voice and pulled the bag over her more to hide her body more.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 14, 2009 20:04:10 GMT -5
Sighing, he tried to stay still and relax his mind, knowing sleep would most likely esape him tonight due to the fact that he had slept all day. After a few minutes of silence, he sat up in his cot again and silentl crept over to Colby, searching around in the dark for her phone. He was determined to find out exactly who she had been texting on her phone, if nothing more than for the sake that he was gonig to go insane if he didn't find a way to entertain himself.
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Post by Milk on May 14, 2009 20:11:21 GMT -5
Her phone was in her pack, nice and secure and shut off. There was a password to unlock it, so he'd have to guess what the number combination was in order to gain access to her text messages.
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