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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 23:28:46 GMT -4
Noelle reached for the door handle, holding onto her sketch book. She opened the door and turned around, closing it. When she turned around she dropped her book. She stood there, speechless for a couple of seconds. Confused and most of all... scared.
"Petra... w-what are you doing here?"
Noelle asked, clearing her throat slightly. Petra gave Noelle a faux sweet smile.
"What? can't a girl visit her best friend?"
Petra asked with faux sweetness, venom dripped when she said the words 'best friend'. Noelle couldn't believe this was happening. She quickly picked up her sketch pad and went over over to Petra, cautious. Petra watched her, a fake smile still plastered on her perfect face. Petra couldn't help but feel jealous at watching Noelle and quickly pushed those thoughts aside. Petra was better than everyone, she assured herself, especially Noelle. Noelle looked at Petra, and sat on her room mates bed, watching Petra.
"What are you doing here, Petra?"
She asked again, this time more sternly. Petra gave her an innocent look.
"Daddy pulled a few strings and got me in, So now we can go to school together! Isn't that awesome, Noe?"
Petra said, delibratly avoiding the question. Noelle flinched as she heard her old nick name being used. She despised that nickname because only one person ever called her that. The one person she thought she would never see again. The girl sitting right in front of her.
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Post by River on Nov 17, 2009 23:34:23 GMT -4
Briar got to the door of her room and took a deep breath. It had been a stressful day, and stress had a tendency to increase her seizures. She seriously needed to calm down. Still trying to calm herself, she turned the knob and stepped inside. There was a stranger sitting on the other bed, and something seemed to be going on because Noelle looked very tense. "Uhh, hey, I'm Briar..." she said, tapering off.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 23:40:11 GMT -4
Noelle watched Petra and bit her bottom lip- a habit she only had when she was nervous. Suddenly, Briar came into the room, breaking the tension... well not quiet. Noelle turned to look at Briar and gave her a 'THANK-YOU' look. Petra stood up and went over to Briar. She towered over her and looked down, smiling her winning smile. Noelle knew that smile all to well and she knew it was not to be trusted.
"Petra Carmichael. I'm a friend of Noelle's."
She said, smiling and sticking out her long, thin arm for Briar to shake. Noelle stood up when she heard that but knew she couldn't argue with Petra Carmichael.
"Noelle and I go way back, dont we, Noe?"
Petra said turning her head so Briar couldn't see the slits in Petra's eyes as she stared daggers at Noelle. Noelle cleared her throat and nodded weakly.
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Post by River on Nov 17, 2009 23:45:22 GMT -4
Briar, who didn't trust people, gave Petra a fake smile. "So, you're our roommate?"
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 23:56:58 GMT -4
"Actually, yes, I am."
Petra said, still looking at Noelle, enjoying the horrified look on Noelle's face. She smiled wickedly, her gorgeous face showing a small hint of her true self for one second. Petra turned to face Briar and went over to the door.
"I should call my driver with my bags then."
Petra said, taking out her iPhone and putting it to her ear. Noelle looked over at the scene, and for once, she was speechless. She cleared her throat.
"Your staying in this room? What about our other room mate?"
Noelle asked, helplessly. Petra looked at her, an annoyed look on her face.
"Daddy took care of it. This way we can spend more time together..."
Petra said, in a caring voice. Noelle bit her tounge. Forget model, Petra should have been an actress.
"That isn't a problem? Is it Noe?"
Petra asked her, smiling. Noelle shook her head. what else was there to do? Petra smiled and returned to barking orders on her cell phone.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 0:00:03 GMT -4
Briar glanced at Noelle. Perhaps she was wrong about the new girl, but part of her was beginning to be really afraid of rooming with her. And now her stress levels were way up, which was never good. She tried not to let her fear show on her face, but she had a feeling that she was failing.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 0:09:46 GMT -4
Petra turned off her phone.
"Phillip should be up with my luggage soon."
She said, walking over to Noelle's bed and plopping down on it. Her swedish blond locks cascaded around her face. She almost looked angelic. Almost, Noelle thought, remembering how Petra Carmichael really was.
"Any good parties lately?"
Petra asked as she reached over to grab Noelle's sketch pad without permission. Noelle quickly snatched it. Noelle had never shown anyone (well, except for Cayden) and she sure as hell was NOT going to show Petra.
"Why so serious, Noe? I remember you used to be so much fun."
Petra said, in what seemed a casual tone, but Noelle knew other wise. Petra rolled over on her non existent belly.
"I remember that time you got so totally drunk an---"
"PETRA!"
Noelle squealed, not containing it anymore. She gripped onto her sketch pad, her knuckles white and her face red with furry.
"What?"
Petra asked, as if she were the most innocent girl in the planet. Noelle let out a groan and headed for the door, slamming it behind her as she left the dorm.
"You know, you should really take that stick out of your a.ss, Noe! Your acting like my mother."
Petra said, rolling onto her back again, calling after Noelle. She laughed when Noelle slammed the door and then turned to face Briar.
"You must excuse Noelle, I have no idea where her manners are today."
Petra said, with a wicked grin.
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 0:12:09 GMT -4
"Uh huh," Briar murmured absently, too wrapped up in her own thoughts to get involved in their games.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 0:14:31 GMT -4
((LMAOOO i was banned form the c-box :S))
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 0:18:28 GMT -4
((I DON'T KNOW HOW TO UNBAN YOU!!! :-O  )) |
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Post by River on Nov 18, 2009 0:23:52 GMT -4
Suddenly Briar became aware of the dreaded ringing in her ears. "Shoot," she muttered, leaving the room and heading for the gym, the only place she knew there wouldn't be people...
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 18, 2009 0:45:43 GMT -4
Noelle slid down on the floor out side the room, willing herself not to cry and clutching onto her sketch pad. Briar burst out of the room, running, and Noelle became angry. What did Petra do? Noelle got up, determined, and re-entered the room where Petra was taking stuff out of the closet -Noelle's things- to make room for her piles and piles of clothes. This only made Noelle's blood boil even more.
"What did you do to Briar?"
Noelle asked Petra. Petra spun around on her miu miu clad heel and gave Noelle a confused look.
"What are you talking about, Blanchard?"
Petra asked Noelle, placing her hand on her slender hip.
"God, Petra. I leave you in here for two minutes and you already manage to scare my room mate."
Noelle said, not holding back anything. Petra's aqua eyes turned into dark slits.
"I didn't do anything to your little room mate."
She said, turning around. Noelle grabbed Petra's wrist and spun her around, forcefully.
"This is so typical of you. You lie, and cheat and make everyone's life miserable. You haven't changed one bit, no matter how much you say you did... And you're still the same after everything that happened... after the Marissa thing."
Noelle said, narrowing her eyes at Petra. Petra frowned slightly but then tried to not give anything away, She pulled away from Noelle's grasp.
"Ugh, you're still on about that? It happened 2 years ago. get. over. it"
Petra said, turning around to look back at her closet, as if this weren't anything important. Noelle seethed.
"How do you expect me to get over it? Huh, Petra. Not everyone is a cold hearted b!tch like you. How can I forget the fact that w---"
"SHUT UP!"
Petra said, angrily, spinning around and looking at Noelle. Petra was a good inch taller, but at that moment she felt 5 feet smaller than Noelle. How dare she bring that up. Noelle gave her a look- was that pitty? Petra became furious. No one showed Petra Carmichael pitty. Noelle shook her head and left the room, slamming the door behind her. What a b!tch, Petra thought , and in her angered state, grabbed anything in reach (in this case: a book) and flung it at the door, screaming in rage. A tear slipped down Petra's cheek and she quickly went into the washroom. She knelt over the toilet seat and made herself purge, tears streaming her face as she did so. When she was done, she flushed the toilet and looked at herself in the mirror. To anyone, she would have looked normal, beautiful, even, Her aqua eyes shining. But to herself, she looked hideous and fat. She wiped her tear-stained face, sniffing slightly. No, Petra thought. She would not let Nolle get to her. That b!tch would pay. An evil grin crept across Petra's pretty face.
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