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Post by emily on Mar 22, 2008 14:35:33 GMT -5
"A Green House? What is this Harry Potter?" New asked himself laughing to himself, he was still in a fantastic mood from meeting Alice and Beatrice the day before so it was no surprise to see him skipping toward the path that he thought would lead to the Rose Garden again. He was planning on finding more people at the same place but took a wrong turn and ended up at the Green House instead. Honestly he still didn't get why any school would really need a Green House unless it had some kind of Herbology major attached to it, especially a high school, but he figured it just came with the charm of Foresta. The school had many things, he realized, that simply didn't make any sense to be attached to a school. A lake? How many schools are that close to a lake? What are the chances. Mulling this for a few more minutes, he kicked a rock and pulled down his shirt.
At the moment he was wearing the same t shirt he was yesterday- a cheap handout he had stolen from his neighbor from some Key Club event. The only thing that was still visible, as most of the cheap lettering had faded off by then, was the ring and a very faint looking K. That shirt, which was shapeless and kind of made him look like a rectangle plus his lame looking jeans that were also faded but incredibly had no major holes that might make them look vaguely cool, successfully made Dean seem kind of gaudy even with his messy black hair. He didn't let this bother him, he didn't even notice that his hair was already messed up again. He was determined to meet more new people and become the most loved guy in the school by the end of the year- someone just has to wander by eventually he figured.
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Post by porcelain on Mar 22, 2008 14:58:04 GMT -5
Fione walked into the Green House, a book in hand. She usually came to the Green House to read and relax from the daily stresses. She didn’t usually see anyone in the area except Surri and Chyler who were at the lake for the day. She didn’t really think anyone came to the Green House but, she wouldn’t be surprised if there was some one.
Her eyes were fixed to the pages of the book, a thing she was found doing often. She didn’t pay attention and she walked right into someone. She dropped the book and followed it to the ground before glancing at who or what she ran into. She looked at the boy for a moment before returning her gaze to her book.
“Oh, I am sorry. I wasn’t paying attention… again,” she said, reaching down for the book. She dusted of the book, removing any visible dirt that lingered. She wiped the dust on to her shorts and then extended it.
"I am Fione."
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Post by twickkie on Mar 22, 2008 15:18:36 GMT -5
At the muffled voices, Ai glanced towards the door of the Green House. She'd been in there for quite a while once she'd discovered it. Earlier, she'd taken to traipsing around the campus, searching for something to entertain her. In her walk, Ai'd found the Green House. Curious about the placing of a green house on a boarding school campus, she'd entered and occupied herself with the many plants that filled the green house.
She stood from her crouched position on the floor, where she had been examining some exotic looking plant, and craned her head over the plants to get a clear view of the blurred figures through the glass door. A bit frustrated she couldn't figure out who was there, she sauntered towards the door to get a better visual. Ai found she didn't know these people; then again, she didn't know anybody.
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Post by emily on Mar 22, 2008 15:31:28 GMT -5
Dean stared at Fione confused. He honestly was completely unaware of Ai in the Green House, Dean tended to remain oblivious to his surroundings at all times. It didn't occur to him that she had bumped into him until he noticed the book had fallen and she was picking it up. Oblivious, as he usually was, he gave Fione a sort of cheesy smile and took her hand. He was pretty much convinced that he couldn't make her feel calmed at all, despite his pathetic power, so he didn't really care to even ask how she was feeling. If he were normal he would know irregardless but she was harder to read than Beatrice was. "I'm New," Dean introduced for a second before he breathed in remembering the confusion of having a nickname of New. "I mean my name is New," he explained letting go of her hand so it wouldn't get awkward. He still looked kind of silly and there were traces of his nerdy, toothy grin still on his face when he craned his neck to see what the book title was. Dean actually kind of hated reading and books and anything that required him to sit still for long periods of time but it seemed strange to not be curious as to what she was reading. "Whatchu reading anyway?" He asked like a five year old.
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Post by porcelain on Mar 22, 2008 15:41:58 GMT -5
Fione looked down at her book as if she forgot what she was reading. She did that a lot, forgetting things; it was something her mother gave her. “Harry Turtledove’s In The Presence Of Mine Enemy. It is about the Nazis and what would have happened if they won WWII. It is nice to meet you New,” she couldn’t resist asking, “How are you?”
She was extremely friendly so she had to ask how everyone was doing. She smiled and then looked towards the door, something had caught her eye. She turned and looked to see if she could see it again. She turned back to New, “Did you see anything over there by the door?”
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Post by twickkie on Mar 22, 2008 16:08:44 GMT -5
Ai leaned to the left in an attempt to see through the warped glass better. She stilled when the girl asked the other person if he'd seen anything. Ai wasn't all that surprised that the girl, Fione, had seen her. Actually, she was surprised the both of them hadn't seen her sooner. Shifting her weight to her right foot, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around the door handle, pulling the door towards her. She peered out the door at the two people who stood there.
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Post by emily on Mar 22, 2008 16:19:10 GMT -5
"I suppose I should be the one asking you that," He admitted laughing still completely unaware of the girl in the Green House. Dean has always had issues with being aware of his surroundings. "I'm supposed to be empathetic," he explained rolling his eyes as he purposely rolled right over the subject of the book. He didn't say it but it didn't interest him at all, WWII? Ugh. Unless the book just happened to be about Thomas the train Dean was automatically bored by it. He had little time to linger on the book though as his attention was suddenly directed behind him. At first he didn't see the girl, still, as he was staring directly at her. When he did though he tilted his head a little curiously in her direction as she opened the door and peered out at them. She reminded him of something but he couldn't put his finger on what. "Hi?" he asked as though she were interrupting something. She wasn't but Dean didn't realize what inflection his voice held- needless to say he's possibly the worst at first impressions. "Why are you in the Green House?" he said after a few seconds, this time he didn't sound quite so scary- more than anything he sounded like the confused idiot New really is.
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Post by porcelain on Mar 22, 2008 16:31:27 GMT -5
Fione turned back around and smiled at the girl, “Hello. Care to join us?” There it was again, her friendly attitude, consuming her once again. She looked over at New and laughed a little. She was a bit surprised two other people had come to the green house today. All time record in her opinion.
“I am Fione and this is New,” she said, the book still resting in her hands. She looked back at the girl and smiled. She liked today, it was one of those better days, making new friends did that for. She sighed and looked around before deciding to go sit down.
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Post by twickkie on Mar 22, 2008 16:49:45 GMT -5
Ai glanced between the two, pondering their questions. She first turned her gaze upon New, mulling over her answer in her mind before speaking it. "Err... Kicks and giggles?" She shrugged. She didn't really know why she was in the Green House in the first place; just sort of stumbled upon it.
She then remembered Fione. Looking to her, she nodded and replied shortly, "Ai." Ai thought about her first question. She didn't really want to 'join them'; she felt extremely awkward around strangers. Then again, she knew she needed to get to know at least some people at this school. Throwing another glance at New, she sat near Fione.
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Post by emily on Mar 22, 2008 17:07:41 GMT -5
"What happened to your eye?" New asked instantly as he stared at her eye patch curiously. His maturity, which just barely aged him over seven years old now, was barely able to contain his urge to try to poke the eye patch or play with it. It wasn't that he was meaning to seem rude, honestly Dean was just itching to do something. He wanted to meet people for thirty seconds but that mood came and went- at the moment he wanted to play DDR in his underwear. "Did I introduce myself?" he asked suddenly staring at Ai as his mind went in ten different directions at once. Looking confused again he blinked stupidly. "I'm New," he introduced finally, he would have explained that New is his name not his state of being but his mind was already somewhere else. He was staring off into space even in the middle of his introduction- for some reason he thought one rose looked particularly bland compared to the others.
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Post by porcelain on Mar 22, 2008 19:19:27 GMT -5
Fione looked up from her book as Ai sat down near her. She smiled and nodded in way to say hello. She returned her gaze to the book and listened to Dean, talk. She listened to a lot of things whether be on purpose or accident. She heard things now and again, things she probably she shouldn’t know.
“So how long have you two attended Foresta?” she asked her eyes still watching the letters dance on the page. She watched them dance in her mind and then she unexpectedly closed to book.
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Post by twickkie on Mar 22, 2008 20:30:55 GMT -5
Ai felt the muscles in her face twitch at the question. If she hadn't been used to people pointing out her eye, she probably would've reacted badly. Instead, she closed her eye a moment and looked back at New. "It was an accident with my powers," she said slowly, as if wondering if she should answer at all. At 'I'm New', she had the insane urge to sneer in reply, 'Obviously.' She held back and just nodded.
"I was dropped off yesterday. How 'bout you?" Ai asked Fione. She gave a small smile back, barely an uplift of her lips.
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Post by emily on Mar 22, 2008 20:36:08 GMT -5
Dean realized quickly that he had done something wrong, he just didn't get what because he's an idiot. Stupidly he smiled at her as though that would somehow charm her out of not thinking he's retarded. Even Dean had to admit that he is mildly retarded most of the time. Instead of saying anything, he fought not to stare at her eye patch. Ai? For a second he forgot her name and had to fight not to start laughing- he found it hilarious that he just hear her name a few minutes ago and that he's already managed to nearly forget it. "I got here a few days ago but didn't start going exploring until yesterday," New explained dismissing the tension from Ai- he figured she would eventually love them. Everyone would eventually love him; how could someone NOT love New?
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Post by porcelain on Mar 22, 2008 21:18:54 GMT -5
Fione looked up, “This my fifth and final year here as a student. I was thinking about coming back as a teacher but, I haven’t quite decided yet. If you two want me to introduce to others or show you around, I can do that.” She looked over at Ai, she hadn’t noticed the eye patch until now. She turned and looked at New and smiled. “So you make any friends yet?” she asked, setting her book down.
She looked at the two of them and smiled to see some fresh faces attending the school. She stretch her arms and leaned back against the back of the bench, on which she sat upon.
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Post by porcelain on Apr 9, 2008 12:42:31 GMT -5
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