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 Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:56 pm
Patience After apologizing to whom ever she bumped into, she looked to realize it was none other than Aiden. Great, it was just Cameron’s luck that she bumped into Aiden in an over crowded hallway, from her own carelessness, when he was obviously in a terrible mood! She truly did want to curse and question her own timing at the moment. But she didn’t have much time to dwell on the thought since Aiden spurted this threat out as he turned towards her with a fury scowl and his other fist held and ready to strike her. She could only jump some as he finally noticed it was her standing there. Her gaze went automatically towards his bloody knuckles as she tried to keep her composition, at the sight.
Patience Cameron was snapped out of her thought as she looked up to him as he taunted her. “Just blood? But you’re obviously in pain.” But she shook her head and gave a fake laugh at his question about her kissing it better. “Yeah okay. Wouldn’t you be afraid it would get contaminated by the goodness of a godly presence?” Cameron jokingly stated, since she was a ‘virtue’. But this was more so to take her mind of the sticky crimson blood on Aiden’s knuckles as she continued to look away to the pale colored flooring that contrasted greatly with the dark colored walls. But her head snapped back to the male as he snapped at her yet again. What he said had some truth it, why did she was still insisting on taking him to the nurse’s office when just the sight of blood was enough to make her uneasy? There was a big reason for her Hematophobia (fear of blood), but she didn’t want to think about it at the moment. Really it’s not like she was his caretaker or mother to be worrying about him, but why? All she was is his mentor now. When she heard him say mollycoddling, she actually blinked. It was such an old choice of word, if she remembered corrected the last time she had came across the word was in the book ‘They caged the animals at night.’ If she weren’t ready to the tell the redhead off she would have made a witty comment about his old as time use of words. But Cameron gave a huff before striking back. “Well excuse me for actually worrying about your well being. It’s undoubtedly not welcomed by you. But then again you’re probably not used to someone actually caring enough about to put you before themselves.” Cameron said sternly trying to keep her tone even as she explained about her even with her fear of blood still trying to help him. Really, this guy was stubborn in the worse way and kept trying to push her away! Then she reminded herself, Aiden put up a wall around him for a reason.
Patience Cameron just watched as slammed his locker shut and brushed past her. She said nothing more to him, she was trying to keep her own anger suppressed as she walked back down the hallway she was going to get to her English class, not even using the map since she remembered the room number since she was in the right hallway. Now she almost dreaded her meeting with Aiden this afternoon. They were already in a crash and burning start, what else could go wrong?
{SKIP}
Patience Luckily Cameron had made it to all of her classes alright and without throwing up or fainting from her encounter with Aiden’s blooded knuckles for first period. All her classes went the same way, English, chemistry, and pre. Cal, her introducing herself, getting her books, and taking notes. She had lunch with her best friends, though she didn’t eat much just a chicken salad. Her music class had been nice, though they wouldn’t let her even touch the piano in the room on her first day. Much to her disappointment, since the piano always seemed to calm her nerves down … well that along with Yoga. Also her advanced French class went smoothly. Of course with all introduction, facts, and questions spoken from her in French. The teacher was surprised by how much she knew, but her French class back at her old high school was further along than they were here.
Patience Then the end of French class announced that it was the end of the school day, dusk meaning that it was the start of the after school mentoring program. She felt the stomach twist up into knots just thinking about what kind of outburst she would get from the redhead this time around. Cameron gave a sigh and pulled out her schedule again to see where the classroom the program was being held in. ‘Room B313, the third floor.’ Cameron thought, at the moment she was on the second floor by the language rooms. Walking down the hallway she took the closets stairwell and went to the third floor. She wondered what class room were even on the third floor since she didn’t even have any classes on this floor. Her pale blue eyes roamed around as she got out of the stairwell and walked down the hallway looking at room numbers. ‘B303, B305, B307, B307 …’ Cameron thought off in her head as she roamed down the hallway. She had learn that all the even number classes room where either just an even numbers or even numbers with an A in front of it and it was the same on the opposite numbers, just with B in front. Then she came to a stop at room B313. ‘Well, here I go.’ Cameron thought to herself as she opened the door and walked in.
Patience Automatically her icy blue eyes roamed over the room. The room just looked like one of the regular class room, only it had tables instead of student desks and there were chairs around. Cameron noticed that the room wasn't every big for a classroom and it was also very empty. All that was on was the light switch and it was a dull looking gray color. Cameron looked over her mentoring sheet again. In the fine print it said something about the sessions being one on ones. This caused Cameron to give a long sigh. 'Then that means I have to be all alone with 'The incredible Hulk'?!' Cameron questioned herself. Then the quote well at least part of a quote crossed her mind, '.... and no one can hear you scream' crossed through her mind. This caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up. Then she shook her head causing some of her layers of her hair to get into her face. 'No need to panic. They'll sent in an adult for supervision ... right?' Cameron wondered as she walked into the empty room towards the lone table that stood there. First she took off her messenger bag and placed it on the ground. She then took a seat herself and pulled out her Project red iPod nano. Cameron loved her iPod nano, even if it was old. It was for a good cause, because it was from Project Red, some of the money went to medicine for HIV in Africa! Unwrapping the headphones she plugged them into her ears and scrolled through her playlist. Cameron listened to all types of music. Once she found the one labeled 'Piano' she clicked it. The first song to come on was Piano Concerto No. 21 - Andante- Mozart Just hearing the piano music calmed her down a little. Though it would make her feel better if she were playing the piece herself. Before she knew it her hands were moving across the table gracefully as if hitting the keys on the piano. Becoming lost in the music coming from her iPod through the ear buds in her ears.[[ OOC: Post now edited after the Skip part.]]
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:02 pm
Bella was with that guy again. You know, the one from this morning, who had went and hooked up with some cheerleader. She was very happy at the moment, the little cheerleading b***h had ran off crying and now he was all hers. It took her ten minutes to remember where she was supposed to be at that moment.
"Oh s**t! I gotta go. I'll see you later. Call me!" she said with a flirty wink as she piveted and walked quickly up the stairs. She wasn't going to run, she didn't want to get there that badly. But she didn't feel like sitting through whatever punishment there would be for not going to this mentoring thingy. But she was feeling a bit... well almost excited. She couldn't get her mind off of Conner, even when she was with that other guy. She was acutially concerned with that he thought of her. Of course they were oppisites so he probably looked down on her, he'd probably try to get her to do something stupid like start a seed drive to rescue the endangered parakeets or something like that.
But before, when he was saying how he helped these people and those people and blah blah blah, she couldn't get over how nice his voice was and how cute he was. As she walked into the room, she mused to herself that now she probably knew what it was like to be in Sol's shoes. She made a mental note to say something to him later.
[ooc]Each pair is in a different room[/ooc]
Isabella Gina Gargantino G R E E D
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 1:57 pm
✿Crystal:-:-:-:Carson✿ I'm The Perfect Example of Imperfection. She wasn't exactly certain exactly how long he had been sitting there. Crystal usually would have felt guilty for leaving him unnoticed. For, she had been too wrapped up in her notes to even bother to glance around the otherwise empty room. However, he had been late. She knew this because she had gotten there exactly on time, having even power walked through the hall ways just to make sure of it. In her opinion he deserved to go unnoticed, but part of her really didn't want to be alone any more.
The only reason she had spotted him in the first place was because of her pen. The wretched thing had slipped out of her slender fingers and tumbled to the ground. It rolled away menacingly, determined to escape the harsh duties of writing. Her soft eyes followed it curiously until it finally stopped due to a collision with a foreign object. A Shoe. she found this to be quite odd until she managed to realize that the shoe was attached to a leg, which eventually led to the rest of an entire body.
The boy was surprisingly slender. She had exacted someone with many sloth-like qualities to be at least slightly over weight. He was also quite attractive. He didn't posses that sloppy, dirty, lazy appearance she had expected at all. She couldn't decide weather she was pleased by this, or disappointed. Either way she was curious above all.
Without speaking, Chris rose from her seat and began to quietly walk towards him. She had no intentions of sneaking up on him, or overwhelming him with almost cheesy pleasant greetings. no, she really wasn't in the mood for forced small talk. She just wanted to get her pen, and maybe something more if he actually wanted to talk.
She stopped just before him, her eyes scanning over his figure for just a brief moment before she bent down to grasp her beloved writing utensil once more. Her ebony hair fell around her in one swift motion, completely shielding her face as if some sort of thick mysterious curtain. It was drawn back once more though, when she rose again. At this point she sent him a very vague wave, before pivoting on her feet to head right back to her desk.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 4:36 pm
 He should have guessed the Virtue would already be waiting in the room for him. He let the door slam closed behind him as he entered, hoping to at least startle the girl, before he realized she was listening to her iPod. Curious to see what a girl like her listened to, and secretly hoping it was something he thought was horrible—like some teeny bopper, pop trash—so that he could further prove to himself he had absolutely no interest in her, he leaned over her shoulder to take a glance. Mozart, of course. He could play that piece, or at least he could at one point in time; it had been awhile since he'd been able to focus enough to play the piano. His parents had made him take lessons as a child because that’s what all their friends’ kids were doing and they thought it would help calm him. At first he had refused to learn, but eventually he gave in only to discover he actually enjoyed it. It was possibly the only thing in his life that he enjoyed that wasn’t violent.
Cameron seemingly had no trouble playing it from memory on the table top. As Aiden watched her tiny hands move flawlessly and without hesitation, the music started coming back to him and without noticing it, he began to play with her silently against his thigh with his uninjured hand.Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims
Sick and tired of the whole f***in' world
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 5:42 pm
Patience The beautiful melody of Mozart was playing through the ear buds in her ears, shefelt so relaxed at the moment. It always had when it came to piano music, it was her security blanket. Cameron had been playing the piano since she was five, the summer before she entered kindergarten. Her mother had thought it would be a nice skill for her to have. Well Cameron had been playing it since and never looked back. Her love for the piano only grew, from Twinkle, Twinkle little star all the way to Sonata No.11, in a matter of years. Her parents had gotten her white baby grand piano as a gift when she turned ten since they figured that she would follow through with the piano. She had gotten so well by the time she was thirteen she knew almost of the classic and by the time she was sixteen she could play songs without sheet music or with just hearing it.
Patience As the music continued that’s when she got lost in the sound of it all, as she slipped almost into a trance as she the table top she was sitting at became her makeshift piano keys. Cameron didn’t even notice that Aiden came in since her head was slightly bowed as she ‘played’ the music in her ears. A small slim hands moved gracefully across the table as her fingers hit the table where each key would be, the sound of light clicks from her finger nails. It wasn’t until she felt a presence close by, just as the song came to an end. She looked up and over her shoulder. Cameron gave a surprised gasp her icy blue eyes widen a bit from being startled, she didn’t even know anyone had came through the door! Once her eyes focused she saw it was Aiden, but really who else was to be expected … the bogie man maybe?
Patience Letting a long breath she hear the song come to an end before taking the ear buds out of her. “You almost gave me a heart attack.” Cameron stated as she could still feel her heart beating quite a bit from start. Clicking off her iPod and locking it she turned in her head to look at Aiden. She noticed his hand was now bandaged, well at least he went and saw the nurse. But then she wondered how long exactly Aiden had been in the room, had he been watching her ‘play the table’? Cameron tucked some of her hair behind her ear as she looked to him again. “Umm … just how long have you been … there?” Cameron asked curiously. God, she would be embarrassed if he had been watching her long just to make fun if it later or scare her … oh wait he did scare her, but not on purpose surprisingly.
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