"Oh. I'm sorry. I guess I didn't look at the time right. I'll be getting one anyways no reason for you to. Bye." I hung up my phone and walked to school slowly. It wasn't that much farther but now that I was already late no reason to rush.
I'd probably get yelled at tonight for not babysitting but that didn't matter.
I made it to the french door and sighed. I'd get the evil eye from the teacher.
I opened the door and made eye contact with Rebecca then the teacher.
"Je suis Mlle ainsi désolée. Problèmes de famille." I resisted the urge to laugh. Family troubles indeed.
I took the empty seat next to Leon to see a new kid beside me. I shot a questioning glance to Leon and he mouthed "after class"
I nodded and looked up at the board.
Some say laughing is the best medicine but what do you do when you can't laugh anymore?
Multiple personalities are just good social skills.
I pulled open the doors of my rather enormous walk in closet. All of my clothes were sitting in a pile on the floor. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and NeedToBreathe concert shirt of the top and pulled them on. I wasn't really awake and I stumbled over myself muttering and cursing. I ran a brush through my long hair and sat at the vanity staring at myself.
My dad, Ben, popped his head into the door, "Oh, good darling you're up." I replied with a nod. I could barely think or move I was so tired. Then before he left he did it again. He gave me that look. The one he had been giving me since I arrived a week ago. The look that was so sad but made me feel so good. The look that he was afraid if he closed the door and walked away he would never see me again. That he would lose me, or that it was all a dream. I smiled at Ben and he returned the smile before pulling the door shut.
I grabbed a light jacket from the pile of clothes and pulled it on. I was always cold, no matter where I went. I walked down the gorgeous grand staircase and into the kitchen. I was late for school, this I knew. It didn't really matter though, it was my first day and since I was american I figured they would just blame it on that.
There was a tuna sandwich on the table which I took and ate on my way out to the limo that would drive me to school. My back pack was already in the limo along with a present. A cell phone. Well I already had a cell phone, but it was a new one. There was a note from Ben on it,
Darcy-
I thought you might like this. Make lots of friends, and have fun. Sorry I couldn't take you there myself.
-Ben
I smiled. I didn't expect him to take me to school. I was eighteen I could do that myself. The gesture was nice though. Also I knew he had work, being a "Lord" and all. There was already a missed call on the phone, from my mother. I hadn't really spoken to her since I found out, that she had lied to me my whole life that is.
When I arrived at the school the headmaster walked me to my class, french. Great.
I was already pretty decent in french, my mom and I used to spend summers there when she had work in excavation. On her weekends off we would drive to Paris and get dressed up. We would shop for hours and eat at six different restaurants. All funded by her parents, my grandparents. When we weren't in France we were back home in Kansas, growing corn while she lectured at the community college on archeology.
I stumbled into the classroom feeling very american and akward.
"Assez-vous." The teacher said and I did as told.
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All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage, and I promise you something great will come of it.
**And you all have to remember that people from the other side of the world are in this. Like Firestalker and me. So, at midnight here you'll be writing. So, please don't think that we not writing because we don't care. Only because we are asleep. **
**Please, can someone introduce me?**
Warden: "If you want to lead, all you have to do is ask." Alistair: "What? Lead? Me? No, no, no. No leading. Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and the next thing you know I'm stranded somewhere without any pants." - Dragon Age
*Darcy well ponce on you lol**im in england I go on this really late or when im at school lol*
''Sorry im late'' Said a new person as they came though the door, ''Im darcy''. ''I dont care what your name is young lady you shouldn't be late''Said mrs thompson. ''sit next to Rebecca'' Darcy sat in the free chair next to me. ''I like your jeans''said Rebecca as she noticed they where both wearing the same jeans. ''thanks''Darcy replyed.
Every rose has it's thorn.. Just like every night has it's dawn.
I've matured a lot and I realised it was time to come back.. for good!
Warden: "If you want to lead, all you have to do is ask." Alistair: "What? Lead? Me? No, no, no. No leading. Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and the next thing you know I'm stranded somewhere without any pants." - Dragon Age
**Okay, no one is going to introduce me if sit here and wait. My character is the french class.**
Anne sat on the first row of seats, twirling her pen between her small, white finger and looking at Rebecca and Darcy sadly.
"Miss Anne, qu'est-ce que tu fais?" The french teacher suddenly asked Anne.
Anne withdrew her gaze from the two girls and stood up to face the teacher, her knees trembling.
"qu'est-ce que tu fais?" repeated the teacher, now advancing upon Anne.
"non, rien" Anne said looking scared
"Hmm." snorted the teacher and went back to his chair, glaring at Anne.
Anne slowly sat down, looking hurt.
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Warden: "If you want to lead, all you have to do is ask." Alistair: "What? Lead? Me? No, no, no. No leading. Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and the next thing you know I'm stranded somewhere without any pants." - Dragon Age
Dusty took a deep breath, she hated school. She sat in the cafateria hidden behind the back some boxes as she read New Moon. She heard someone walking her way and she looked up. There was the principle. She jumped up and took off towards the outside door barely making it. She walked around until she found another spot to sit.
*Someone come talk to her. And if this moves much faster I'm out.*
Sorry guys, I'm out too. This is way too fast paced for me, and, honestly, I don't like the fact my character will be made to do things that I normally wouldn't have him do and wouldn't match the personality I set for him.
Anti-Peta.
"In Vabbi , I was ambushed by six of them! They wielded blunt wooden sticks and were hissing at me about overdue fines... Bandits? Oh, no. These were library envoys."
* ok and firestalker, i can speak french but my character cant lol,Zire with us ok? Have you read my posts?and Chirantha where not evil*
''Well if your so perfect Becka why dont you tell us?''Said Mrs Thompson, Rebbecca though her that look of defeat, Mrs Thompson knew Rebecca couldn't do this. Then the 2nd lesson bell saved her, '' Sorry Mrs got Music lesson'' said Rebecca, ''Anne you got a lesson with us?''
''Yeah''She replyed, ''Come with us''
Every rose has it's thorn.. Just like every night has it's dawn.
I've matured a lot and I realised it was time to come back.. for good!
*I'm really sorry to follow the trend but I am out. I would have liked this go well but, and I hope I'm not being harsh, but there is a lack of grammar and structure. Also my character was used in a way I didn't really appreciate. And there is really no point to this storybook. I could see if maybe there was a storyline in the workings but this just isn't really working out for me. Sorry again.*
All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage, and I promise you something great will come of it.
**
and firestalker, i can speak french but my character cant lol,Zire with us ok? Have you read my posts?and Chirantha where not evil*
