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Sewn truth

dramas unfold as our leading lady deals with backstabbing and utter nuttiness from obsessed fanboys. clueless and easily angered this missy doesnt take anyones lies lying down! meltdowns and sugar hauls what will we do!

alzielli · Urban
Not enough ratings
8 Chs

heather

"so now that we're outside (cough cough) mind telling me why you almost choking me to death in there?" i sat down on the thin bench along side the rec room's outer wall where the people were arguing before.

"ehhh was just saying hi ha ha?"

he said as he rubbed his shoulder from embarrassment. or maybe he slammed into the door handle on the way out but heh who knows.

"well that's alright but give me some fair warning next time. i totally zoned out into my food."

he laughed it off and started talking about how life at the school was like.

he summed it up to watch out, every one wants to date the new people and that most people here have gone through at least three relationships within the first six months they stay here.

he gave me a friendly reminder not to wonder to the back trades that go up the small hill road that ends around the field area after classes or weekends.

"why? what's wrong with those area's?"

I asked super confused.

he looked away and grumbled under his breath. I could barely hear him. after the third time he repeated himself i wanted to smack him over the head 'what is wrong with you jeez... cute but irritating...'

"okay you really need to speak up."

he coughed looked at my eyes and leaned in close.

my eyes bolted open as he grinned sheepishly at me. he smacked his lips and "want me to show you what happens over there?"

i backed up real quick my face turning instant red. 'pervert!' my mind screamed what's is wrong with this person! no crush is worth this..

ugh stupid heart.

i hit my fist to my chest to settle down as if i was choking on air or trying to get food down.

"okay okay! i get it! people nasty alright...don't joke with me like that."

he looked at me blankly for a bit then burst out laughing. he apologized and said he'd be heading back to the dorm. we waved goodbye and i went back in to catch the ending of psycho.

when my snacks were gone i went out to the vending machine near the dorms to get a soda.

"hiii have you seen.." screeched and almost bird like voice... i swear someone was watching Jimmy neutron... i almost dropped my soda as the voice continued running around asking people if they seen someone or something. i paid no mind just headed back to the discussion part of the movie.

"alright what can you analyze from the film that may resemble some part of society or your own life? and what does it convey to you as a whole?"

ms. Cassandra asked as she passed around a few notebooks.

the group wasn't too big. most bailed out before the movie ended to avoid the discussion. apparently they only came for the snacks. seems fair. i would too. I love free snacks haha.

first one up was named isaac (eye'sic). He was frail in appearance with a simple rocker look but neat swished over hair.

"mmm i believe, well at least for me..that the movie was implying never to be too trusting of those around you. though that should be a given.. most people I've met are usually horrid."

he sneered even so slightly, as he scoffed into his chest leaning back in his chair.

"well you have to view it differently. considering this one was one of the first films of its kind to be made back then. It took many people by surprise. not only did it take people's minds into rethinking those around them but also made them aware of just what dangers can lie in your home and friends."

"for real! people never know who is doing what anymore. the pyscho is usually always someone whose friendly on the outside but just plain crud within."

a small shrimpy but super adorable girl squeaked out as she leaned waaay forward on her chair with her hands in between her legs holding on to the edge of the seat almost falling off. she wore fake nerd glasses, a huge sweatshirt, white sneakers, and plain long black hair parted in the middle. she was a tan color almost maple colored.

she had quite a bit of an attitude. super spunky.

(creak) went the door as a familiar voice shrieked in. "hello ms. Cassandra! have you seen him today? I've been looking like everywhere tch and he's like eh he's not like anywhere! no ones seen em."

i turned to look and saw this slightly pear shaped fairly tall pale nerdy girl, with black regular framed glasses, long pulled back pony, with a huge sweater, dark grey torn jeans, black boots, and a big white folder in her hands with tons of pictures i couldn't make out. everytime she moved her body would twitch in an odd way.

"no. sorry heather. he was in here an hour ago but he left fairly quickly after saying hello to someone."