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Post by quasi on Mar 8, 2011 13:50:09 GMT -5
 
The roof. Tehnically, students were not allowed up there, but Quinn decided to, for once, break the rules. Frollo was gone, on some kind of ‘field trip’, and had left Quinn in the care of her best friends, who were, ironically, gone too. So the little red head found her way to the roof, where she currently sat. She watched the students scurry around campus, amazed by them. Her legs were pulled tight to her chest, and her big, blue eyes absorbed the view. A beautiful, fantastic, wonderful view.
It was better than her few days at J. Cricket. As a student, of course. She felt awkward amongst the freshmen, and the Phasmas. All the eyes that would stare her down when she walked into a room, raised her hand, or simply walked down the hall. She felt them constantly. Or maybe Quinn was just being paranoid. Either option seemed valid. So once the day ended, Quinn ran. Ran and hid. Two things that she was really good at. And somehow, she found herself on the roof. High above, where she felt safest and securest.
The tiny girl pulled her thin hoodie tighter against her small frame, frowning at the fact that she hadn’t thought to bring anything thicker with her. The tips of Quinn’s converse hung off the edge of the roof, and the frays of her jeans moved slightly in the wind. Her freckled face was free of make up, though her cheeks were slightly pink from the breeze. Pieces of her red hair flew into her face, sticking to it, as a hand absent mindedly brushed them back into the ponytail from which they’d come.
The small girl realized that eventually, she would have to go back downstairs and endure the process all over again. But the idea of coming back up here tomorrow excited her. Quinn had found her own special place. Admittedly, she was sure most of the J. Cricket campus knew about it, but that didn’t really matter. To the little redhead, to have a place to watch the others that was all her own was the most important part.
”I hope they aren’t looking for me,” She murmured, watching bodies scatter around the campus.
hey it’s, finished!
cause you’re awesome, someone
they’re all, three hundred and seventy six
i love them, template @ + stockholm syndrome / lyrics @ the script *live like we’re dying
just letting you know, “ open threeeead.”
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Post by esme on Mar 11, 2011 0:32:20 GMT -5
Skipping out on a class field trip Adriana decided to go wonder around and head upon the roof of the school. It was a lovely sunny afternoon and she wondered up the spiral staircase to go upon it. Adriana looked about her surroundings as she did it. Her skirt was very long and it touched the ground. She was also wearing a tank top with it.
Opening the door to the roof of the School she was taken back by the beautiful view that this roof had to offer. Adriana couldn't even speak and she smiled softly as she emerged from the door and closed it quietly behind her as she turned to do so. Her flip flops had almost given her cover away when she began walking.
Coming around the corner Adriana looked around as she saw a small girl with a hood on her head and she thought she heard her say something placing a small kind smile upon her face Adriana approached her and she stood next to her. "Im sorry" she said softly. "I didn't realize anyone was up here... I.... Can go if you want me to" she said as she peered over the rail and rested her arms around it and watched the people pass by.
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