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 Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 7:46 pm
Aaron stared at Carol for a moment. He slowly reached over and put his hand on her back. He rubbed it lightly and lowered his head so he was looking at the side of her face. "Hey, it's alright. Buck up, Flopsy." He smiled warmly, waiting for her to look up.
Dmitri watched Juliet, smiling. He had a chance now. He felt excited and nervous at the same time. He got up and took care of his food, glancing back at Aaron. He wasn't sure if his friend was going to come with him or not.
While he paused for a response, he went through plans in his head. How he was going to prepare and what they were going to eat...
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:35 pm
"You are a very bad influence..," Carol muttered as she sat there, "A very very very bad influence."
The hours passed and soon the time had come. A pit was forming in Juliet's stomach as she sat in her class, watching the second hand glide across the clock's white face. Why was it moving so damn fast? Why did she agree to this? Oh god, she thought, she was going to fail and have to spend a night with him. The thought of it alone made her skin crawl. There was no way she was going to lose to him. She could win. She had to win.
She sprung up from her seat as the bell tolled the hour of doom. She joined the myriad of students as they all walked to the cafeteria, her steps being much brisker than her companions'.
Carol was there at their table, her eyes full of worry.
"Don't so this Juliet. You can pull out now.... No one will blame you. Heck, force yourself to vomit!" she said with a pathetic half smile, "Pretend to be sick! Anything is better than you taking that step back to your weakness. Please... listen to me. As a friend!"
A smile spread across Juliet's lips as she looked to her. "I am... but I have to. Consider it a pride thing. If I don't, I'm not doing all I can to make sure he isn't in my life and I just can't do that. Just be there for me like you always are. I know I can win this."
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Maylean Call Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:46 pm
Aaron walked behind Dmitri as they walked to the cafeteria. He was rubbing Dmitri's shoulders as if he were getting ready fro a fight. "You're starving, right? You can eat this entire building. Cause you're a bottomless pit. That's what you are. You are the entire country of Russian."
Dmitri shot Aaron a quick glance before continuing. "Yees, yees, I'm starving. Alright?" He stepped into the cafeteria and fought the butterflies that began to attack his stomach. He swallowed and took a deep breath before walking over to the table.
"So," he said as he took a seat at the table. "Are you ready to loose?"
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:01 pm
"Not as ready as you are Pipsqueak," Juliet shot back, crossing her arms across her chest. She paused slightly, thinking it was odd that it was so hard for her to cross her arms. She looked down and adjusted slightly. Nope, she thought, still a difficult task. She stared at her chest for a moment more before concluding she had a larger chest than she had thought before.
What are you doing, she scolded her self as she gave herself a mental shake. Here she was thinking about her chest when she should have been focusing on being hungry.
She turned to Carol and smiled gently. "Is everything ready then Miss Cook?" she asked.
Carol nodded back solemnly, setting up the food. "I hate both of you for making me carry around an entire suitcase of food all day... Ridiculous. And I had to portion it out too! Cause it has to be fair... Bleh. I hate you people...." She muttered some more as she put the plates of food out before the two of them. She looked to Aaron and then to her watch.
"Alrighty. You guys have from now to the end of lunch.... Aaron and I will supply your food. Person who eats the most or finishes first wins. If you hurl, you loose.... Aaaaaand... GO!"
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:18 pm
Aaron smiled at Carol and sat down across the table from Dmitri. "You could have asked for help. I would have carried some of it," he commented before turning his attention back to Dmitri.
Dmitri took in another deep breath as they prepared. He stared at the food for a moment before averting his gaze. Maybe if he stared at it too much, it would make him loose his appetite. So he refrained. Until Carol said go.
He immediately grabbed the first thing he came to and began eating. He didn't want to stuff his face and look like a pig and then end up making himself sick for eating too fast, so he tried to pace himself. He made sure to chew his food before swallowing and he kept much of his focus on Aaron.
He kept a steady pace throughout the lunch period, though it sped up a tad and then slowed down a few times. He tried to keep himself from glancing at the clock, especially later when he started to feel full. He sat back in his seat, making sure to keep a straight face. "You getting nauseous yet?" he asked as he grabbed for more food.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:41 pm
From the beginning Juliet was blocking every word out, focusing on steadily eating at a normal pace. She wasn't going to kill herself. Halfway through her first plate she picked up speed as she got into a rhythm. It was around that time when she began to listen to those around her. When Dmitri spoke she tried not to laugh, resorting to flipping him off and then continuing on.
The lunch was coming close to it's end when Juliet physically stopped moving. She had slowed considerably and it felt to her as though her insides where going to burst out from her stomach and spill out onto the floor in a wave of red blood.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:12 pm
Dmitri kind of smiled at her response and kept eating. Truthfully, he felt like he was going to puke. But he held it in. He didn't let it show in his face or his speed. He just kept eating. Even after Juliet stopped. He was determined. All he could think of was what he would do on their date.
After a few minutes he glanced over at her. She seemed to have slowed down...or stopped. He was still chewing as he stared at her. Aaron was glancing between the two of them.
"Eh? Eh? Is it over?" Aaron asked, leaning against the table.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:25 pm
Her eyes glared down at the plate of food as she swallowed hard. She started to reach out once more for another piece when her body literally stopped her.
She looked to Carol slightly, who's mouth had opened to speak.
"Don't do it.... Seriously... Just take the loss..."
Juliet cringed and pushed forward. She wasn't going to lose, she told herself. She took another bite, not letting her body stop her this time.
.: She'll break in teh next post... :.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:30 pm
Aaron was more into it than Dmitri was. He was intensely watching both of them as if one of them were about to do something fantastically amazing and he'd miss it unless he kept his eyes on them at every moment.
Dmitri tried not to look at anyone at this point. He stared down at the table as he chewed, trying to breath steadily. He had started to sweat, he noticed, but avoided bringing his hand up to wipe it away. He would continue...he had to keep eating...
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:40 pm
With the next swallow a wave of nausea fell upon her. Juliet pushed herself from the table. It wasn't just the food that made her stomach hurt, it was her pride. She was so close to winning, she could feel it. It was the fact that if she even tried to take a deep breath, or speak, she would lose all dignity that she could ever possibly posses.
She stood from the table and looked to Carol before walking away. Running would have been her first option if the sole action didn't make her want to kill herself.
She fell to her knees beside the school's white, porcelain toilet and held back no further. She pulled her hair off to the side, her body shaking.
She had been so stupid.
"Well... I hope you two are proud of yourselves..." sighed Carol as she looked at her watch sadly, "Once again life has proven to her that gambling is bad. Dmitri, you win. Aaron, help me clean up... now... cause we have to leave."
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 1:23 pm
Dmitri's chewing slowed before stopping as Juliet left. He watched her, her expression blank. He slowly swallowed once she was out of sight and glanced back over at Aaron who was still staring at where she used to be.
Aaron shot a glance at Dmitri before looking to Carol. "Aye aye, Flopsy," he said as he began to clean up.
Dmitri didn't move for a long moment. He stared down at the table and swallowed again, though there was nothing in his mouth this time. After another moment he stood up. "Excuse me..." he said before turning and making his way out of the cafeteria.
He made his way to the bathroom, keeping a stiffly straight posture as he walked. He walked rather unhurriedly to one of the stalls. His face was slowly contorting as he did so. Finally, he entered it, shut the door, and, as soon as it was latched, he turned and retched. If he wasn't in such a position, he would have thought of how disgusting the toilets were and probably wouldn't have grabbed the seat as he had, but that thought didn't even cross his mind.
Meanwhile, Aaron continued to clean up. He stared down at the table. "Erm...so...how much you wanna bet that one or both of them is going home?"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:54 pm
Carol looked over at him and shook her head. "I'm not going to participate in these bouts of gambling.... And why do you call me Flopsy? Do I flop?"
Her grip upon the cold toilet's edge shook as quakes shocked her body. She clung to it almost desperately as she sat there upon the bathroom's floor. A subtle glisten had set out over her skin as she forced herself to breath. She brought her eyes up to the wall before her as she heard the familiar sounds through the silence that surrounded her. It was him.... He was over there.
Her lips parted, her throat burning as she sucked in a breath.
"Dmitri.... Is that you?" she said loudly.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 7:12 pm
Aaron glanced at Carol, smiling. "Naw. Not really. But...well.." He paused and looked back down at the table. "I had a little stuffed dog when I was little that was kind of understuffed so it flopped around a lot. So I named it Flopsy. And it was the same color as your hair so it just reminded me of it." He glanced up at her and smiled again before realizing how dumb he sounded. "Oh...erm...your hair is a very...specific color...of...brown....that um....it just kinda..well....eh..."
Dmitri was in the middle of hurling when Juliet spoke. He didn't hear her at first until there was a pause in the gagging. He glanced up through his hair which, he realized, probably had gotten some puke in it. He cringed slightly before pausing to think of what she had just said. "Oh...um...no...no eet isn't..." He knew his accent would give him away, but he didn't care. He was currently focusing on whether or not he was going to hurl again.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 7:20 pm
There was a pause fallowed by a loud thud as Juliet slammed the sole of her shoe against the brick wall.
"I hate you! Just so you know! I hate every frickin piece of you and your.... tiny self.... Oh god...," she yelled before grabbing her hair once more and leaning over the toilet's brim. This just horrid, she thought.
Carol smiled gently. "That's lovely. I was compared to a dog," she teased, packing away the last of the things. They were going to be very late to class. "At least it's a stuffed animal dog... hopefully it was cute."
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 7:31 pm
Dmitri slouched against the toilet after jumping slightly. "Eh..." he muttered, letting his head rest against his arm. It was far too close to the toilet, but he was too distracted and miserable feeling to do anything. "I know..." he replied, almost inaudibly. He doubted she would hear him. "I'm sorry. But..." A small, rather pathetic smile came onto his face. "But you still have to come on a date vis me now."
He gagged once, but nothing came out this time. He slowly placed his hand over his stomach and looked down. He felt almost like perhaps he was done. But nope. He lurched forward and purged once again.
"Eh?" Aaron kind of looked surprised. He hadn't realized that was basically what he had said. "Oh! No...eh...heh, sorry. No, I didn't mean to compare you to a dog." He laughed, slightly nervously as he stood up. "Anyway..."
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