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 Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:27 pm
Skye raised her eyes brows then barked out a laugh. "I should control my actions? Darlin' I'm not the one making thunder outside." She smiled then walked away to go to her art class early. "Hello Miss ..." She spoke respectively to the teacher as she took her seat. She took out her sketch book and mirror. She began to sketch a self portrait although the only thing that resembled her was the shape. The girl she was drawing had messy red hair dirt covering parts of her body and her eyes full of tears. She was also bent in a begging, submissive possition on her knees. The teacher walked over and frowned. "That looks nothing like you Skye ...""You asked me to draw a self portrait. This is me." She spoke never looking at the teacher but just staring at the sad girl in her drawing.((hope you dont mind I had the teacher speak since I don't know if there is one))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 2:31 pm
She had also noticed the attractive girl enter but she did not think much of her after that. She was puzzled by Derek's hostility, she didn't understand it at all. When she asked the question she was about to answer when the girl had spoken up. Then they started arguing. She blinked at them both with confusion, she watched the girl more closely this time and caught something almost hidden behind her eyes, an undercurrent of emotion that was very hard to pick out, it was so mixed up in her facade of confidence.
Aya pressed her lips together and when the girl left, Aya followed without answering Derek's question. She followed the girl to the art. She entered quietly in time to hear her exchange with the teacher. Coming up behind her, seh saw the drawing and spoke up quietly, "I agree with her, madame." She addressed the teacher, bowing a bit, "And yet, I don't. It physically it doesn't look like her...because she drew a personification of her most prominent emotion." She looked at the girl, "Am I right...even close?" She asked.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 2:35 pm
Derek stared at the door and sat back down. He allowed his forhead to hit the table, and wrapped his arms around his head. "What did I do this time?" He moaned, which got a few laughs from his friends. "Maybe they thought you were too shocking of a person." James joked.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 2:54 pm
Skye looked up slightly shocked that the girl had followed her from the cafe. "Uhh yeah, you're exactly right actually." She smiled softly to the girl, her cofidence masking the rest of her emotions once again. "My names Skye. I'm sorry about the outburst before, he just ..." She trailed off not sure of what to say. The looked he gave her and his quick anger had made her uneasy slightly. She put away her sketch book and mirror and then turned her attention back to the girl.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:04 pm
Aya smiled, "I had a feeling." She foudn a seat across from Skye, "I am Aya. I saw it in your eyes, you actually hide it very well." She paused and looked around, "Derek--that boy--Does not like pretty girls because he may think they are superficial and stupid. I advise you not to let it get to you. I bet he hasn't met an intelligent and attractive girl or woman yet...I believe that I'm insulting myself. I must be ugly or something!" She let out a little laugh. That informed Skye that she did not care about how she looked to others, she brushed her hair kept her face clean, and brushed her teeth for her. Not for some boy. Her mother had taught her that.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:15 pm
"It doesn't bother me, I don't care who likes me or not. It is just a good cover I suppose, one that comes easy." She watched the girl with a smile. "Don't put yourself down, you're very pretty. If he doesn't see that then he's even more stupid then I thought." She giggled. She hadn't talked to the people in this school one on one like this before. She was always just flirting and pranking others. "What section of the school are you in?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:29 pm
The sound of a triangle being struck rang through speakers throughout the academy. It was time to head to class.
Derek groaned and stood, a red mark on his forhead marking where his head had been resting. After getting a pat on the shoulder from all his friends, he headed to his first period class. Sitting at his desk, the teacher, Mr. Darnough, started class.
Derek's first class was all about colors, different shades, and how to use them on items. Derek copied the notes, as directed, and started on the assignment.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:39 pm
She laughed again, "I'm not putting myself down." She shrugged, "I also don't care much what others think of me...though my mother used to say I always act a bit sheepish." She raised her brows at Skye's question, "Oh, I'm in art as well." She smiled but then jumped when the chime for class sounded. She stood, "Speaking of class. Maybe we can have lunch together? I'll see you then." She scurried out and to her class. She spotted Derek immediately and slipped into the desk next to him. She still did not speak with him, which was just as well, both of them were quite involved in the lesson anyway.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:46 pm
"Lunch ... of course." Skye said with a smile before getting up at the bell. "Miss I'll be back later to show you what I painted last night." She rushed to her class which happened to be right across from theirs and she sat in her desk. She flirted with a few guys before the teacher asked her to calm down and take the notes. She did as she was told for once as she thought about the two people she had jsut met.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 3:53 pm
Derek seemed to be destracted. "Derek, you shouldnt have used crosshatching on this section. It makes it look too dark." Mr. Darnough said about his picture of the fake apple that sat on his desk Derek drew. 'Sorry sir." Derek murmered and returned to his desk.
Derek erased the shading lines he had drawn. "Sorry." He murmered, directing that mear word to Aya.
When the bell rang, Gabby stood, gathering her stuff. "See you at lunch." She said and ran off to her class.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 4:12 pm
Aya looked over at him, "You don't need to apologize, Derek, I'm not angry. I am sorry for leaving without excusing myself." She fell silent as the teacher walked by, looking over her work briefly before moving on. Once the teacher had moved on she slipped Derek a slip of paper. It was a sketch of Derek sitting on a flying carpet, surfing the wind. Underneath, looking like tendrils of visible wind it read, "Magic carpets...never leave home without it!"
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 4:12 pm
Skye looked out the door and into Derek and Aya's room before finishing up her notes. Her teacher, Mrs. Banks, walked over and peered to see if she had really taken down the notes. "Nice note taking Skye but next time refrain from making littles of me in the corners." Her voice was taunt with annoyance before she made her way to the other side of the room.
Skye had drawn a bird in the corner of the paper and put big thick eye glasses on it and it held a ruler with a boy over it's 'knee' that she was scolding. She smirked slightly, the cartoon came out alright although cartooning wasn't her best, infact it was one of her worst becuase she kept making them look realistic. "Skye you can't have a realistic cartoon look like that. You're symbolizing ... blah blah blah." Her cartooning Teachers voice rang through her head.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 4:17 pm
[] ooh... >.< too much drama and action and i'm confuzzled and...sowwy Goosey, I must leave this rp. it doesn't suit me....sorry, really. keep my char as an NPC, if you want.[]
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 5:05 pm
((Aww... okies...))
Derek looked at the picture and smiled. "Thats... its ok." He said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Can I keep this?" He asked. He then quickly took up on doing his work again as the teacher paced about the classroom.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2006 12:25 pm
She nodded silently to his question and went back to work. Time slipped by quickly as her mind was occupied with her class work that she jumped when the bell chimed. She looked about blearily like she had just woken up, for a momet completely cofused. She shook herself and stood, stretching.
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