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 Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 3:04 pm
Name: Anne Jacobs
Age: 18
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Anne was a nervous new student at yet another new school. Her father had moved again for his job for the second time since she first began high school. However, this was promised to be the last big move for many years to come. At least this school had an art program unlike the last two. Anne was a tortured artist, well not so tortured but an artist indeed from head to toe. Hopefully this last year would go by quickly so she could leave this town and return to California, the only place she really considered a home.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 6:09 pm
Name: Riley Williams
Age:17
Personality: smart, quiet, introvert
Riley was the typical teenage girl, not prissy or overly girly but not a tomboy either. She was finally a senior and more than prepared to leave high school. She had already chosen a college, a major, and a career. Everything was laid out in perfect order before her, the rest of her life in a simple timeline. In truth, it was a bit suffocating....
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 6:37 pm
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Anne sped through the halls of hew new school fighting with the folded schedule in her hands while dodging rogue backpacks and locker doors as they flung open before her. The halls here were crowded with students hurrying to grab belongings before the first bell sounded, none of them really paying any mind to the new chick stumbling through.
She scanned the doors for numbers.. 205.. 207... there! 209! Anne stepped through the threshold just as the first bell echoed through the hallway. At least she was on time for her first class, and thank goodness it was Art.
Anne glanced around the room inspecting her fellow classmates as they settled in. The room was arranged with small tables, two seats each, in rows facing a center podium/stool. She took a seat at an empty corner table near the door.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 7:15 pm
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Riley pulled her backpack higher on her shoulder as she raced to find her class. The bell already went off, and she was panicking. She was never late to class but this year she had to take an elective in the arts wing, and she was lost. She knew the science wing, the math classes, and the even the english classrooms like the back of her hand. But she had never actually traveled to the art wing before today. She made her way quickly down the corridor and to the door labelled "art studio."
Riley struggled with the door knob while balancing two notebooks in one arm. When she finally managed to fling the door open and step inside, she tripped over a shoelace that had come loose and fell to the floor in a heap right in the doorway. Her notebooks along with her schedule and syllabi scattered across the chipped tile floor. She slowly lifted her eyes to find the whole room was quiet and watching her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 7:36 pm
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Anne spun around in her chair at the sudden commotion taking place behind her. A girl lay on her stomach on the floor, a mess of papers strewn around her. Long red hair lay in a mess, hanging over her face. A pair of dark green-grey eyes peered out from the red mess of tendrils.
Anne stared down at the girl almost with annoyance that she had shown up late and caused a scene, delaying the class. This class was her only salvation at this new 'prison' and she wanted to take in every possible moment of it. She found herself becoming irritated at the stranger on the floor and forgot her manners completely.
The girl pulled herself to her feet and began scrambling for papers, stuffing them into her notebook cover frantically, obviously flustered and embarrassed. After a minute Anne took pitty on the stranger and offered a hand to get her on her feet and safely into a chair. This was going to be a long senior year if class went like this every day.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 7:17 am
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Riley collapsed into the empty chair at the desk in front of her. The girl next to her seemed completely uninterested in her, maybe even a little mad that she disrupted the class. (It wasn't her fault she tripped) Riley pushed her books off to the side of the desk, not bothering to even introduce herself to the girl.
The teacher, Miss Diaz, passed around a stack of papers for everyone to take even though she had already printed them from the online program that held documents for each class. She always had to come to class prepared which is why she had already gone out and bought the entire list of art supplies that were required though she wasn't sure what half of them were even for.
As the teacher read over the long lists and grading practices, Riley glanced over at the face beside her. The girl had short choppy hair that was near white and bright green eyes. Her outfit screamed 'artist' in every item from her white tank to her baggy paint stained cargo pants. Maybe that was why she looked so mad earlier.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 7:29 am
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Anne forgot all about the clumsy girl that had disrupted her precious art class and fell into listening to the young teacher's passionate description of all the different forms of artwork they would be creating. The teacher seemed to be the embodiment of her love for art, the sheer admiration in her voice reflected Anne's own love of the subject. Maybe one person in this school could actually relate to her.
Anne felt a prickle at the nape of her neck like she was being watched. From the corner of her eye, she watched the clumsy girl next to her glance around the room innocently before landing her eyes back on Anne's face. She sure didn't hide the fact that she was staring well. Anne was determined to ignore her until the teacher's voice caught her ear.
"The person sitting next to you will be your partner and critic for the rest of the year, so try to get along."
Anne couldn't help but roll her eyes as she let out a groan of disapproval. This girl most likely knew nothing about art and now she had to be critiqued by her?!
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 8:43 pm
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Riley heard the groan from the woman next to her. Clearly she wanted her to be in this class about as much as she wanted in it. But she needed the elective so looked like they were stuck together. The least she could do was introduce herself.
"Hi. My name is Riley." Riley began to offer a hand out to the girl, but the eyes that spun around to meet hers weren't very welcoming. This was clearly going to be a long year and it was only the first class of the day. Riley sat silently waiting for a response while she examined her new 'art partner.'
She didn't seem like she wanted to give Riley the time of day but humored her. "I'm Anne." She seemed to soften a bit, maybe feeling bad about being so cold after the fall that Riley had taken earlier.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 9:07 pm
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Anne felt a bit guilty for the way she was acting toward the girl next to her. She sighed and offered her a smile. "So, Riley, what brought you to this class?" Maybe some small talk would give her insite into the odd girl at her table.
Anne took in her features a little more closely now that she was no longer in a heap on the floor. Her hair was a deep auburn red that reached down the whole length of her back. Her eyes were like Anne's but a much darker shade with a hint of grey if you looked close enough. Altogether she was actually kind of attractive, but definitely not Anne's type.
Anne was never one to chase after quiet, mousey types which Riley obviously was. She needed someone who could match her attitude and energy.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 9:28 pm
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Riley felt embarrassed again as she confessed her reasons for taking an art studio class. "I uh.. needed an art elective to graduate. This was the only art class that fit into my schedule since I have a heavy course load already." She could feel her cheeks turning pink as the look on Anne's face showed a hint of annoyance yet again. She definitely didn't bother to hide her feelings much.
Riley turned her eyes down at her pile of books and started fidling with papers waiting for the bell to save her. The bell seemed to read her thoughts and rang on cue. She hurried to pack her things together and make an exit.
Anne was in less of a rush and paused a minute at the door. "Hey, could you maybe show me the way to the science wing? I have a chem lab up there and I'm pretty well lost already," Anne said a bit embarrassed.
"Of course, science is more in my department anyways. I'm heading there now if you want to walk with me."
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 9:43 pm
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Anne nodded and followed Riley out of the art studio suddenly feeling shy. She hated being the new girl, especially during her senior year. It made her feel a bit out of place not knowing anyone, having to ask complete strangers for directions to all of her classes.
Anne felt as though she needed to break the awkward silence that had fallen over them. "So, I'm guessing you're more of a science major type? What field do you want to study?"
Riley's face lit up as she started spouting possible options for her major once she hit college. She heard her mention something about chemistry followed by 'a minor in this' or a 'concentration in that' while she smiled and nodded indifferently. They arrived at the chemistry labs at the far end of the science wing rather quickly to her surprise. Anne glanced at her schedule for confirmation before announcing their arrival at the right lab. Riley seemed to stumble a bit at the announcement, confusing Anne.
"Um.. This is my next class too actually," Riley mumbled. Great, stuck together again...
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 7:59 pm
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Riley felt a bit self concious around Anne, like she was always being judged. She quickly ducked into the lab and found her favorite seat near the back. At least in here she blended in a bit and felt more comfortable. However Anne had followed her to the corner and stole the chair next to hers. Riley was a bit confused since she thought Anne was mostly just annoyed by her being around.
She ignored the girl next to her and started setting up her books and folders on her desk. She had a bit of ocd when it came to organizing her school work, her parents had drilled it into her head as a kid to be neat and get good grades. It was exhausting. But if she kept her grades up she could get a scholarship to the local university no problem.
Riley laid out a pen and a highlighter next to her notebook ready to color-code everything the teacher said. She noticed Anne staring at her odd behavior and immediatley felt her cheeks turn red again. She must look like a weirdo.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 8:18 pm
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Anne watched Riley organize and then re-organize the items on her desk a million times before settling on a layout. She rolled her eyes at the behavior. What possessed her to choose this seat? She contemplated to herself, but she already knew the answer. She didn't know many people, well anyone really, and maybe this new aquaintance could benefit both of them if she spun it right.
Suddenly Anne had an idea. "Riley, you know your way around chemistry right?" Riley's head snapped up at the question and gave a small nod, but her eyes said she was a touch confused as to where this was going. "How about we make an arrangement? I can tell you aren't really the artistic type, and I can really use a hand with this class. I'm not 'chemistry inclined' I guess."
Anne waited for the idea to pass around Riley's thoughts for a moment hoping she understood what Anne was trying to get across. Finally she sighed and just spelt it out, for someone so smart she was awefully difficult. "I'll help you in art if you give me a hand in here." She saw the hesitancy in Riley's expression and figured she was out of luck.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 8:33 pm
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Riley wasn't sure about partnering up with Anne in another class when she was clearly not happy about it in the first one. Obviously she needed help in science or should would never have made the offer, or maybe she just wanted to make peace since they would have to be stuck together all year anyway. What was the worst that could happen?
"Well, I need all the help I can get in that art class. Why not?" Riley shrugged. She could always benefit from some extra help and maybe an outside opinion. Riley knew she didn't seem like an artistic type like Anne did but she did paint and sketch at home where noone could judge. It was something she didnt have to worry about getting right or being perfect at and felt nice.
Riley glanced at Anne who still seemed a bit surprised that she had agreed to partner up again for lab. They could work together she was sure, didn't have a choice either way anyhow. The teacher rushed into the room and jumped straight into introductions as the bell signalled the start of class.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 8:48 pm
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Anne scrambled to keep up with the ridiculous amount of notes and diagrams the teacher threw on the white board. When the bell finally rang again she heaved out a heavy breath of relief and flexed her cramping hand muscles. As she gazed down at her notes, she barely recognized any pattern or logic to their sequence. A peek at Riley's book revealed a neat composition that moved down the page like a flow chart. She was definitely going to need this woman's help to survive the year.
She threw her belongings into her cloth shoulder bag and tossed it over her shoulder as she made her way out of the room. She was already exhausted and still had 5 more classes to go until she was free. Transferring so often gave her a hefty schedule even in her last year.
Anne glanced back at Riley and gave a tight nod before she dove into the chaos of students that now filled the halls wall-to-wall. This was going to be an interesting year if she survived it.
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