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 Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:57 am
Lyane disliked copying others. Of course, it was reasonable considering she had always been the one taking the lead in everything. Sometimes this need to be in the lead gets her into trouble...not that her parents cared. And her brother? All he did was a mild flick on her head that normally people'd think of as a teasing instead of a punishment. But in the outside world...this was different. People no longer revoloved around her, and that made her mildly uncomfortable. She figured she'd get used to this somehow, for she knew her family spoiled her too much. But doing so was hard, and Lyane was prone to make mistakes. This was, perhaps why Lyane started calling Shima. A rather looud "hey" escaped her mouth before she realized where Shima was looking at. The girl quickly covered her mouth and gulped, hoping that her voice did not disturb the demostration.
The demostration, like previously said, did not spark Lyane's interest a bit. So instead of watching the teacher intensively like the others, she instead looked around at the other people. She peered once again at the demon girl and the boy with horns. Eventually her eyes shifted back to Shima. Feeling bored, Lyane leaned back against the wall and sighed, eyes in the teacher's direction, pretending that she was listening, while her mind wandered to the memory of her dear brother again...
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:48 pm
(( Lyane and Shima both have an older brother, but their situations are vastly opposite XD~ *finds it amusing* ))
" Annnd .. what's the point of this rather pointless game again? " Shima said softly, not really caring if the teacher heard her. She didnt really hear Lyane's sudden outburst that had slowly sinked back into silence. Shima's fingers inched slowly into her pocket, where her mp3 player was kept. But it would probably give the teacher the wrong impression if he caught her wearing earphones. it wasn't as if it wasnt allowed, as far as Shima knew, but it would probably be disrespectful. Sighing, Shima stared at her hands, wishing she brought something along to at least be distracted with. Since she was standing, Shima sunk to the ground, leaning against the wall, as another sigh escaped from her. She quickly realized they .. were supposed to be doing something?
Wait.. we're supposed to follow? Er.. what again?
" Hey Lyane! What are we supposed to do? " Shima whispered, loud enough, hopefully, for the girl to hear.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:28 pm
"Huh?" Lyane blinked idiotically when her partner all of a sudden started to talk to her. Her mind was forced to be dragged back in reality, where she now faced a lavender haired girl in light blue skirt, instead of her brother dressed up in a wedding gown...however strange that maybe, to Lyane, he looked always the most beautiful despite his gender. Of course, it sort of implied that she thought herself quite beautiful since they were very much alike...just in a different way.
But now it was not the time to think about her differences with her brother (there was a lot, she had to admit). Lyane quickly glanced around in the corner of her eyes, and shrugged lightly. If she was to give an answer, it might as well be honest.
"Honestly, I don't know. This whole thing seem pointless to me." The girl scratched the back of her head a little, looking slightly frustrated by not knowing what's going on. She should have listened, yet listening to someone talking nonsense was as fun as speaking to a rock...if that analogy make sense at all by itself.
" I guess we can just follow what other people do?" Lyane frowned and shrugged again. It wasn't the ideal choice for her, but for now, she had to resolve this situation without making herself look too stupid...
uh, wait.
Since when did she start to think about others' opinions about her? Lyane burst out a loud and heavy sigh and buried her head in her hands. Shaking her head several times, the girl laughed, rather loudly.
" Or we can just make up stuff? Following others bore me."
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