PixieStix

Dianna I glance up at the boy, nodding slightly, "Yes," I reply in my accent, "I'm just not used to people seeing my scetches. S'bloody hell for me."

Dianna The bell rings but I stay where I am, ingnoring the stares from people walking to they're dorm-type-things.

Lol. I was like- "Oh my gosh!"

Lol! I was laughing. And okay.

Dianna Something gets set at my side, and I look up a little, to see the boy walking into the lunchroom and my stuff beside me. I sigh and wipe ...

Yeah.

Dianna I drop down in the corner near a office and the lunchroom, and bring my knees to my face, burying my face in them before gathering all my emotions ...

Of a feild with flowers. Lol.

She was outside. Lol. Dianna The instructor looks at me, noticing me doodling in my notebook, and slams her hand on it, pulling it away from me. I swallow and ...

Dianna I sigh and stand, walking to class. The place is crowded, just like usual, and I sit in the very back, next to the new guy. Two guys sit ...

Dianna I do the gun exersizes for around thirty minutes before the huge bell rings. Free period. Thank god. I sigh and set my gun down, gathering my stuff before ...

Thanks.

Back.

Dianna I glance at him and nod, not saying anything more. We get to the training grounds and the boys wink at me before getting back to climbing the ropes, ...

Brb. Dinner.