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Post by cocachoc on Nov 18, 2009 1:30:18 GMT -4
Steffy looked at the tall girl who just spoke to her, her eyes narrowed before letting her guard down. She didn't like making enemies especially on the first day of school. She turned her attention to the girl who was staring at Petra, something was going on between them and being Steffy, she did not want to get in the middle of it.
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Post by olivejuicee on Nov 18, 2009 1:32:23 GMT -4
Scarlet wasn't sure what to do. She just Smiled tightly. She felt drawn to both of these girls, She just had no idea what to do. She tried to continue talking to Peltra. "Where did you use to go?" Scarlet asked
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 1:33:03 GMT -4
Noelle had enough, two could play at this sick and twisted game. She gripped onto Petra's arm and smiled when Petra winced slightly.
Petra turned to look at her and Noelle grinned when she saw a hint of worry flash behind those aqua eyes. Noelle just stared at her with her Turquoise eyes and raised a perfectly arched eyebrow. Tempting Petra to continue her mind games.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 1:35:37 GMT -4
Noelle spoke for Petra.
"Oh, Petra didn't go to school last year because she di--"
"Because I decided to try home schooling for a while..."
Petra cut Noelle off, her voice quivered slightly at the end. Noelle grinned, knew that she was the only one who could get under Petra's skin.
"... I figured, why stay in class and learn when I could easily do it at the SoHo spa."
Petra recovered. Noelle raised an eyebrow, impressed and smiled. Petra wouldn't go down without a fight.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 1:37:19 GMT -4
"But enough about me.. Noelle, why don't you tell them about your fascinating escapades in Europe, hmm?"
Petra wanted to get the attention off her. for once.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 21:49:17 GMT -4
Shannon wheeled into the Drama classroom, hoping she wasn't late. Upon arriving, she sat in the doorway for a moment, surveying the scene before her. There were several people she didn't know in the room, and there seemed to be something going on. "Hello!" she called, her tone friendly. Her black leather fingerless gloves gripped the wheels of her wheelchair to propel her forward until she was with the group of people.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 21:55:45 GMT -4
Noelle saw a very pretty girl in a wheelchair come in, smiling at everyone. Noelle smiled back at her.
"Hey, I'm Noelle."
She said, warmly.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 21:57:25 GMT -4
"Hey, Noelle!" Shannon replied with a grin. "What's up?"
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 22:00:31 GMT -4
"Nothing much."
Noelle said, laughing. She loved it when people were happy. Especially someone who had something taken away from them (Like Shannon, who could not walk) It almost made her guilty for complaining about some of her faults, when some people had it worse.
"I didn't catch your name? You new?"
Noelle asked smiling. Meanwhile, Petra went over to a chair to sit down and began inspecting her nails. She was angry that Noelle was such a nice person. She peered over her nails to watch Noelle, her eyes green with envy.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 22:05:16 GMT -4
"I'm Shannon." she said, liking this girl right away. "Is anything actually happening? Or is this just a meeting to see who all is in this class?"
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 22:07:51 GMT -4
"I'm not sure, I haven't seen the teacher or anything."
Noelle said, shrugging and looking around. Petra felt defeated for a second, but then stood up. She would not let Noelle win. She went over to the girl in the wheelchair and smiled sweetly at her.
"Hey, Shannon. I'm Petra."
She said smiling. She could feel Noelle watching her.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 22:09:30 GMT -4
"Hey Petra!" Shannon said, grinning at the other girl. "What's happ'nin'?
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 22:12:54 GMT -4
Petra smirked.
"Oh nothing..."
She said, looking at the girl.
"So, How'd you get in that?"
Petra asked, bluntly, referring to the wheelchair. Noelle's eyes widened and she slapped Petra's arm.
"Petra!"
She scolded.
"I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse her, shes mental."
Noelle said. She wanted to add that she seriously was mental, that Petra was a crazy, mean person, but bit her tounge. Petra looked at her, innocently.
"What? I'm sure everyone is wondering. I'm just the only one with enough balls to ask."
Petra said, nonchalantly.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 22:22:05 GMT -4
Shannon laughed. "It's cool. It's not like I don't get the question a lot. I've been a competitive showjumper my entire life. Lined up for the olympics. Then, beginning of the summer, I was practicing and took a bad fall. Nearly killed me. I can technically still ride, but my dad's afraid I'll get too cocky. They say I may not ever walk again, and another fall could kill me, or leave me a vegetable." she said this with a light, carefree air, as though she were telling them about the cookies she made last weekend. She didn't mention that every movement was agony, or that she was determined to teach herself to walk and compete again.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 22:26:32 GMT -4
Petra looked at the girl, impressed.
"You used to show jump?"
Petra asked, smiling, genuinely. Petra raced and show jumped as well, It was her passion besides modeling. She had a slight warming to the new girl and felt so sad at that moment, because she knew if she could never ride her horse again, she would die.
"I do too."
Petra said, softly. Noelle stared at Petra, and realized that Petra Carmichael was actually being genuine. She watched in shock, as Petra's radiant face glowed as she talked about being a show jumper.
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