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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 1:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 1:48 pm
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 4:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 4:53 pm
·»·»·»·» Ҭrista ·»·»·»·» "There is no such thing as ugly..." ÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— Trista sighed when she noticed the time. Should she go to school and risk seeing Venic again? Jumping out of the tree, she landed in her human form, fully dressed, her backpack hanging off of one shoulder. She walked to the school silently, arriving at the building, she looked at her schedule once more...art is first. So she went to the class, easily being able to find it. But she ignored anyone that looked her way, and went into the classroom, handing her schedule to the teacher to let him look at it and he nodded handing it back and pointed at which desk to sit at.
Turning to go to the desk, she nearly halted at who she was sharing the desk with...hulk boy and one of his buddies...oh great. With a silent groan, she sat at the end, having to force the buddy to move to the middle seat, not taking no for an answer, set her bag in front of her and got a pad of drawing paper and a pencil before putting the bag on the floor by her feet, trying to ignore the snickers hulk and group made, and his little buddy playing with the tips of her hair teasingly and she was almost going to hit him, but chose to ignore them too.÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— "...because God created all things to be beautiful."
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 8:33 pm
He walked into a room. With all the art supplies there, he quickly guessed what he was here to do. Groaning a little, he went to the very back, not in the mood to be told where to sit. The teacher started to say something but he glared at him which shut him up pretty quickly. His bangs covered his eyes as he closed them before hearing the familiar sounds of laughter. The macho boys. He growled a little and opened his eyes to find that Trista was sitting next to him.
She had no backbone. Couldn't she have told the teacher that she had problems with those boys? Nope. Why? Because she was a goody two shoes. He couldn't help feeling slightly protective though but he told himself that she had gotten herself into that mess so it was her own problem. Leaning back in his chair, he ignored the teacher's instructions as he yawned.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 8:59 pm
·»·»·»·» Ҭrista ·»·»·»·» "There is no such thing as ugly..." ÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— Trista's patience was being tested, she was sure of that. The boys didn't stop harassing her at all except when the teacher turned to face them and then they went back right to what they were doing. The boy buddy of hulk kept playing with her hair, but when she didn't do anything except draw and whatnot, he went to something else to hopefully get a reaction. He started to rub her thigh at her knee and up to where her skirt ended and back, coming back up he tried to go under her skirt, but she slapped his hand away, glaring at him dangerously. "Don't touch me." she hissed in warning.
The boy seemed to listen as the teacher turned towards the class once more. However, the boy went right back to rubbing her thigh when the teacher turned away again, even tried going under her skirt once more, she slapped his hand once more as well. When he went to do it again, she rose from her seat and turned to him. "I said, don't touch me!" she yelled angrily. Picking up her pad and pencil and her bag, she walked away from the desk.
The teacher turned to her surprised. "What's wrong?"
Trista frowned. "I won't sit with them. Sexual harassment is not on my schedule for school." she answered and then walked out of the class room, leaving the teacher to handle the rest. She knew Venic was in the classroom, another reason why she left when she did. She didn't want to talk to him at the moment, as her feelings and thoughts were still a jumbled mess.÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— "...because God created all things to be beautiful."
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 9:02 am
He opened one eye as he heard the sound of a slap to find that the angel's face was irritated. He smirked a bit waiting for her to do something about the whole ordeal. Venic would deal.. with the boys later. Hmm.. looks like Little Miss Sunshine had a back bone after all, he thought as he watched her storm out of the room. "I'll be taking her place." he said in a firm voice as he got up and moved to her seat. Some of the boys looked at him in shock and he grinned cheerfully at the one that been bothering Trista in the first place.
"Wanna play?" he asked his grin turned into a smile that looked a bit more dangerous. The teacher glanced at Venic but didn't say anything before telling the class to stay calm, he was going after Trista to take her to the counselor's office. Perfect, he purred. "I thought I told you to stay away from her." he said as he could feel the fear building up in the young amateur boys.
"We didn't mean any harm.. you know.. just messing with her." the boy answered as he tried to scoot his back. Venic grabbed the back of the chair and in a split second it was smashed against the wall with the boy still in it, though Venic was calmly sitting in his seat. He sat down on the table and placed his feet in the chair he had been sitting in, tilting it back. He glanced at the boy. "I wasn't messing with you when I threatened you." he told him. The students had moved out of their seats by now and were standing along walls or hiding behind desk, while the boy was getting up from the ground. Venic shoved his hands into his pockets as the boy floated in the air, hands up to his neck and choking. "This is over for the time being... I want you to apologize to her, on your knees." he smirked. "I'll find you at the end of the day.. and if you haven't done as I told you, I'll just make your death more painful." Venic shrugged and smiled as the boy fell to the ground, gasping for air. Another demon appeared, the woman from before except she looked more human this time. Frowning at him, she erased all the students memory of the incident except for the boys that had been sitting at the table. He didn't say anything to her as he went back to his original seat and put his feet on the table, leaning back against the wall. "You take the fun out of everything." he said under his breath, knowing that she would hear him though as she vanished out of sight.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 9:32 am
·»·»·»·» Ҭrista ·»·»·»·» "There is no such thing as ugly..." ÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— Trista was caught by the teacher and did as told to go to the counselor's, she told her what happened and then she was let go after nearly 2 hours of talking. Trista didn't need a counselor that much she was sure of, but the woman wouldn't let her go until she was satisfied, which is why it took awhile. Trista had only repeated what she said when she first got inside the room and hadn't veered off course with the many different questions the woman asked and tried to get answers to.
It was obvious the woman wanted to know more about Trista, but she wouldn't allow it, as for starters, she didn't tell humans much about herself anyway, just let them assume what they wanted, then there was the fact the woman seemed odd and she felt defensive about answering the questions. Unable to keep Trista longer, she let her go.
Now, Trista was going to her second to last class of the day. Gym. Great. It's not that she had a problem with the class, its that she was sure that if she did anything, she would be getting a human fanclub, plus a demon perhaps, surrounding her, mostly containing boys and girls that wanna be like her. ÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— "...because God created all things to be beautiful."
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 9:47 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 9:59 am
·»·»·»·» Ҭrista ·»·»·»·» "There is no such thing as ugly..." ÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— Trista had been able to get a pass from the councilor before she left, so she wasn't too worried for today's class of gym, usually when a person come from counciling, they are given a few days without having to do the physical stuff. Entering the classroom, she handed the pass to the teacher, he gave her a comforting pat on the shoulder and told her to watch the class to learn what to do over the next few days, she would get the credit if she did that at least. With a nod, Trista turned to the bleachers, seeing Venic near them, though she went over anyway and sat down, her bag at her feet.÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤—÷¤— "...because God created all things to be beautiful."
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 10:15 am
Draco almost smiled when she sat down not too far from him.. almost. Narrowing his eyes slightly he yawned before sitting down and kicking his feet up again on the bleachers beneath him. "Have fun?" he asked, knowing where she had gone since he had figured out the teacher's intentions. He closed his eyes since the lights were bright and let his bangs cover them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 10:19 am
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 2:51 pm
He smiled a little at her words before stretching. "You could always leave you know." he told her as he moved so that he was sitting next to her, staring at the ground. "It's not like they are going to do anything about." Venic smirked a little, his eyes yellow again but they didn't have that glow to them anymore.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 2:56 pm
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 5:16 pm
Venic was about to say that it wouldn't be running away from things, it would be just a break but then he heard her thank him. "Oh, yeah, whatever. No problem." he said as he waved his hand and noticed that she was blushing. Perhaps she hadn't forgotten about what had happened back at the beach. He shrugged, this wasn't the time, no the place to think about such things.. though it had never stopped him before. He smirked at the thought before tilting his head back. "So what are you doing tonight?" he asked with a sly smile as he looked over at her. Venic didn't have to worry about the girl from earlier, she would just be staring at her phone for a while if he got his way with the angel.. if he didn't well he would use her as a last resort.
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