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 Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 12:53 pm
What was a girl to do? Ellie had only just found out that tomorrow was the first day of school! Had she been like other students, she might have needed to do homework as well, but fortunately she saved herself nice and early in the summer from such a torture. However, Back-to-School shopping was something she hadn't prepared for.
The girl had run out of the house with a few smudges of oil still on her cheek, and she forgot to get something to eat. For a moment, she forgot completely to look in front of her as to where she was running and planted a hand over her sore stomach as she ran blindly ahead. Collision was a likely result from how careless her current actions were, but sometimes that was just the only way a girl would learn anything.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 1:03 pm
In imminent collision indeed. Bell, also doing some school shopping (For odd and end little things she hadn’t already gotten) knocked off balance by the hungry blonde. Luckily today she was wearing her flats, and not some heels, or she probably would have suffered a most indignant fall. The pen set she had been looking at, however, did fall - clattering to the ground with little plastic ‘click click’s.
“Excuse you,” Bell said, somewhat affronted.
This girl,…certainly was not an Academy girl. Bell wasn’t really in to the whole school rivalry thing, but,… well,…
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 1:31 pm
The only thing to snap her back into reality was the sudden collision, which caused her front side to get a bit sore.
Initially, she was going to blame this on the obvious victim, grunting out "Owww, hey!" However, she managed to catch what this girl had said. She thought for maybe three seconds and realized that it was true, she was probably the one at fault.
The blonde brought up her hand to her head and chuckled out a bit. "Oh, sorry 'bout that, Missy." This girl did seem like she came from that prissy school, Crystal Academy. With one more chuckle, she added "S'pose I should look where I'm goin' next time!" Even if she only had made a few gestures, Ellie's mannerisms were crude at best, seeming as unpolished as a boy's.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 1:38 pm
Well,...Well,...she had never knowingly met a girl that wasn't from the Academy.
And if this was what they were like....
"Missy?" Her brows began to knit, and any of that sweet air she had slowly began to vanish.
Noticing the smudge on the,...grease monkey that had run into to her, Bell began to soubtly check her cloths.
Oh My Gawd. There was a smudge on her blouse.
Bell's jaw went slack, and her eyes widened slightly
"look what you did to my shirt!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 1:49 pm
"Well, ya look like ya go to that Academy. The all girls one. 'Missy' jus' seems like the right title. That, and I don't exactly have anything else to call ya by." She grinned for a moment until the girl did something girly. Oh god, the tone the stranger's voice took was almost like fingernails on a chalkboard.
"Well crap," she stated when she finally saw what "damage" had been done to the shirt. In all honesty, Ellie wasn't impressed with the damage. A tiny smudge in comparison to a whole ruined outfit was seemed so minuscule. "Just keep yer pants on!" she called out (regardless of accuracy) as she took her backpack off her shoulders. It wasn't the first time she'd gotten a stain somewhere it shouldn't have been. There were some tricks that a habitual grease monkey picked up on here and there. She began to dig through her less than tidy backpack, though it may have come across the wrong way as if she was now ignoring the blatant victim.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 1:57 pm
This girl really would have made Bell's teachers faint. So crude!
"As a matter of fact I do. You on the other hand,..." She stopped herself from saying anything further, as the girl started going through her backpack.
Oh, lord, Bell was just waiting for the roaches to crawl out of it. An exageration for sure, but,..oh it was just so much more nasty that Bell was used to. OF course, she liked to have her things nice and organized, too.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 2:02 pm
As if to finish the girl's comment, Ellie slipped in a simple "...wouldn't be caught dead there." Such an academy more than likely had no auto-shop class, and that was an instant F- in the tomboy's mind.
There would be a moment pause after she completed the phrase, in which she found what she was looking for. With a simple gesture, she tossed what seemed to be a glue stick towards the Missy. "'Ere!" was all she offered.
((OOC note: it's a detergent stick xD ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 3:02 pm
"The Academy would do you some good!" Bell said, as he carefully took the stick between her pointer finger and her thumb, examining it carefully.
"I....think I'll just buy me a new one."
It wasn't like she couln't afford a new one anyway,... Plus,..stain stick or no, Bell would still know there had been a stain there, and even if no one else could see, she would still be able to.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 3:39 pm
Ellie made no attempt to hide her rolling her eyes at the response. Little Missy was going to go back to mommy and daddy and get money to make up for this "disaster." Mentally, she couldn't help but notice the lack of proper English, despite the fact that Ellie rarely spoke so formally.
"The Academy would stifle me and my interests," she plainly stated while holding up her hand as if preparing to catch her detergent stick. Quicker she got that back, quicker she could get back to taking care of her shopping.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 6:36 pm
Bell wouldn’t be running to mommy or daddy - For one, daddy was just getting divorced to his third wife, and two,…he was out on business. Which was often the case, and why she had a room at the Academy. She would just have to use her own money from her own account. Daddy made sure she had plenty, after all, he did want the best for his daughter, and he knew theatre could be a bit expensive.
“I’m really not sure I would like to know just what those interests of yours are.” Bell said, holding out the girl’s stain stick for her to take back.
“Now if you do not mind, I need to pick up these pens that I dropped when you ran in to me.” Bell forced a smile.
With that, she carefully bent down and began picking them up and putting them back in the case.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 6:50 pm
Quickly snatching up her property from the girl's hand, Ellie seemed to puff up slightly. Based off how this Academy girl had been talking, she could definitely do with some basic everyday tasks that could be considered "beneath her." With a firm mental nod, she didn't even bother to help. Instead, she set to putting her stain stick back into her backpack.
"S'prised ya can't figure it out, Missy." It really didn't take a genius to figure out motor oil smudges meant you did something with mechanics.
"Sorry about the mess, Missy, but I need t'get on my way." Casually, she began to head on her way, lifting up a hand and waving it so Bell could see it from behind.
"Later!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 6:56 pm
Oh, she could well guess that that hobby,..she just really didn't want to know what others the girl might have had.
"Fine then, go ahead. help make the mess, but don't help clean it up!" Just like some of the theatre people! Seriously! Some of them only wanted to act and profit, but not help set things up, go to set construction, help with makeup, or costumes. It was always Bell putting in the extra hours of her time!
With a small huff, she finally had all the pens back in their case. Straightening up, placed the case back on the shelf, and went to a different isle to browse for the rest of her school supplies.
[Fin]
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