|~|Ann|~|
Mood-Grateful, Confident, Firm
Mentioned-No One
Interactions-Lindsay
Tagged-
@CelestialCellar
Ann sighed as she looked up at the building in front of her, the expression on her face holding no emotion. It was a blank canvas, as always, as the tall woman stepped out of her car and onto the pavement of the sidewalk. Looking back inside the car, her mother smiled warmly back at her, waving slightly.
"Good luck dear." She said gently, causing a soft smile to appear on Ann's face as she leaned back in, kissed her mother on the cheek and waved as she shut the door softly, pulling out her earbuds and putting on her favorite song, her feet falling in step with the beats of the song, her aura change. Outside, she probably looked like a frumpy, tall woman walking strangely, but inside her head, Ann was the badass of the century, not that she would ever be one.
Feeling her whole body fall into the rhythm, Ann was surprisingly able to tune out all the pink cars and bitches that were showing up. Thankfully, she couldn't hear the freshmen whispering about her since her music was on full blast. Looking back down at her room assignment, she mentally groaned. She was going to be cooped up with the queen of Hawethorne. Ann vowed to only say one thing when she entered, and one thing only. She wasn't about to waste her breath on that skank who went around calling herself the queen and acting like it. If she had a problem, Ann would make sure to keep an arrow and bow near her bed, and if not, a knife. Slowly making her way into the dorms, Ann climbed up the stairs slowly, people shuffling out of her way as she headed to her room. Finally making it to room 401, Ann could already smell that the bitch was inside. She had most of her stuff being sent up with some movers her mother had enlisted to help her, for the day at the least. She let them file in before her, a line of workers just coming in and setting down boxes. A few were labeled trophies, and some were longer than others, and unlabeled.
While Ann was outside, a bing from her twitter alerted her to a new section of hell opening up. Hag was back. The dreaded and horrible creature that everyone hoped was a senior or wouldn't get held back After they had all finished filing in, Ann pushed open the door, seeing none other than the Lindsay herself sitting there on her bed, tapping away at her phone.
"Oh look, the bitch is here." Ann said, and she walked into the room, taking her foot and shoving her shoes to the other side of the room where they belonged, with all of her other hideous nauseating pink frilly things. Without another word, Ann continued to the other side of her room and she set down her duffle bag, starting to unpack her boxes, she made sure to leave the longer ones aside, starting off with her wall posters and awards, hanging up pictures of her and her mother and her shooting at the range along one section of it. She made it very clear to Lindsay that Ann was not a girl that would just step out of her way. She may blend in, but she certainly wasn't going to back down from someone with all bark and no bite.
~Fiona~
Mood-Caring, Happy, Slightly Cautious, Nervous
Mentioned-Axel
Interactions-Julian
Tagged:
@Gorgeous♠Chaos
Fiona had arrived at school a bit early, having checked traffic that morning already. She knew how to be on top of things so Axel didn't have to worry about making her late for her studies. Looking back at her brother, who had just dropped her off in his
car, his head propped out the window as he looked at his little sister.
"Are you sure you will be alright?" Axel asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at his little sibling, his eyes filled with concern. Fiona smiled at her brother and reached a hand up to his head, ruffling his hair a bit.
"Don't worry about it big bro, I will be fine." She said softly, a gentle smile gracing her face as she waved to her brother, who leaned back into the car.
"Call me if you need me!" He shouted back to her, driving off as Fiona headed back inside. Her stuff was already back in
her room, and since it was the same as last year, there wasn't much she had to do to move her things back. She knew last year she would be keeping this room, and so they had let her keep her stuff. Heading back up to her room, Fiona decided to pass her time doing something she loved, reading.
After about a half hour of reading, Fiona could hear a small notification from her phone. It was twitter. Seeing the new message, Fiona could feel her blood run cold. Hag was back. The bitch was back and after blood. Her hands began trembling, Fiona took a few deep breaths, before realizing she could hear footsteps up the stairs, and she listened as they went a little ways down the hall. The weight of them sounded familiar, as did the shuffling of the bags. As she poked her head out of her door, she could see the familiar shut of the door with the label 8 on it shut, a form slumping inside. Smiling, Fiona could hear her phone ding with the sound of a text, and she looked at it before heading out the door and knocking on his, smiling as she pushed it open a bit, poking her head inside and smiling at her lovely boyfriend.
"Your 'cutie' is already here~" Fiona teased as she walked inside, shutting the door softly behind her as she looked lovingly across at her boyfriend, trying to contain her excitement a bit. She was still shaking a bit from HAG's threat,
"/Grey Your Baby-
