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- Posted: Mon, 09 Jul 2012 01:36:43 +0000
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- xxxxodd• • • when he walks ⊹ inside my world you`ll know it !
xxxxxx» call me crazy if I try, your probably right.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxWHEN HE WALKS INSIDE MY WORLD
XXWHEN HE WALKS INSIDE MY WORLD⊰ ••• YOU'LL KNOW IT⋮
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- After living in New Orleans for three months, her father thought that she would stop being different and get into being a girl, rather than a tom boy who liked training in the gym. Hunter really didn't see the problem with it. It was who she was and she was happy with the way things were going. Until this morning. Just as she was getting dressed to go out for a run at four thirty in the morning, the light in her bedroom went on. Taking a look at the doorway, she saw her father standing there with his arms crossed. "Hey Dad," she said, placing on her tank top over her sports bra. "Where do you think you're going, Hunter?" he asked. There was a difference in his tone this time and it truly didn't make any sense to her. "I'm going out for a run before school starts? I've always done this and you know about it." she said as she tied her shoelaces before standing up once more. "No, you're not." he said sternly. Hunter swung around, about to argue when she saw her father's face. He was angry; it was the type of angry she's only seen a few times before when she did something he didn't really like. "Now listen closely," he said as he slowly made his way over to his daughter.
Crap, this isn't sounding good. The thought came quickly and she knew her conscience was right this time. "I'm going away for a week or two for a competition." As soon as she heard that, she perked up and was about to say something but her father cut her off before any comment could be made. "You're staying here and going to school. I've also hired a security guard to make sure your okay while I'm away." Great. Just what she needed; a babysitter. Rolling her eyes, she spoke up before her dad cut her off. "Dad, I don't need a babysitter watching over me. I'm fine by myself." she stated, folding her arms over her chest. Jeffrey Saxatores raised an eyebrow at his daughter and his shoulders tensed up, his arms hanging now at his sides. At that moment, she knew she said the wrong thing. I should have paid the security guard after he left to just get rif of him. Hunter knew what was going to be coming and she was ready for the lecture.
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After that two hour lecture from her father and him just barely making his flight, Hunter was indeed in deep trouble; more so on thin ice than anything else. Her father had the audacity to take away her work out machines and even her bench press. The only thing he left in the work out section of her bedroom (which was literally a whole floor with empty rooms and such) was a treadmill. A stupid, stinking treadmill. What the hell was she supposed to accomplish with that? Nothing; it would only be good to relieve the tiniest fraction of stress - nothing more. Sighing, she went to her bureau and picked out some clothes to wear. She honestly wanted to make a statement today. Hearing footsteps coming up the stairs to her floor of the house, she went to her chinese dressing wall and hid behind it as she started to change.
"Miss Saxatores?" the guy asked. Hunter just smirked at herself and ignored him. "Hunter Saxatores?" he asked again, his voice getting louder. Heh, I'm taking my time getting dressed. This should be fun. she thought to herself. Of course, just as she was putting on a thong, the guy came behind the screen and blinked. "What the hell, man!" Hunter exclaimed a bit angrily. "You've only been searching for me for two minutes and I can't even put on clothes in peace!" she stated. He just gulped and walked away after checking her out. "Sorry Miss. I apologize." he said. The hell he did. He wanted a view and he got his first and only view of her.
Finishing getting ready, she stepped out from her dressing wall to find the guy staring at her with his mouth opened. Hunter just rolled her eyes. "Okay, here's the rules. Number one: Never come onto my floor. Again. Number two: Stay the f**k away from me. and Number three: I don't care what my father has told you, I'm going to do what I want anyways, got it?" she said, her eyes narrowed at him. He just gulped and nodded his head. "Alright then," she said, taking her messenger bag off of her bed along with her keys and cell phone. "I'm going to school. See you around... Maybe not." she said as she left her floor and went down to the main floor. Opening up the front door, she left the house, closing the door with a slam. Getting into her car, she started the engine and placed it in drive, driving off to the High School.
She really didn't know most of the kids at the school. Not after her first gym class when she had beaten the guys' running track time. She only had one friend.. Well, sort of. Katherine only wanted to be partners with her because Hunter always got projects done ahead of time. Smirking to herself on the short drive there, she figured she'd give the blonde another day to tremble nervously about the project being done. I mean, all she wanted was for her to try and attempt to do something. It wasn't that hard to do her share on the project, was it? Sighing, she pulled into the student parking lot and parked next to a car who had a guy inside it. Turning off the engine, she opened her car door and got out. Grabbing her messenger bag, shades, and cell phone, she shut the door and locked her key by pressing a button on her key chain.
From the corner of her eye, she could see Katherine standing up going to chase after a boy. Blinking, she decided to make her way quickly - without running - over to her. She just barely made it in time before she moved off of the grass completely to follow the guy inside. "Woah, there Gilbert!" she said, trying to stop her friend. "Let's not get all wild and start another plot that will probably not work," she said, placing on her shades. What? She didn't care if it was cold or if there was an overcast in the sky. She did her own thing and so far, no one has questioned her. That, was a good thing. Plus, Kat always had these crazy plots to get some guy to talk to her. It was good for even an hour just to get her to stop her plans.
Then again, she really didn't know Kat Gilbert that well.