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Post by DANGERS, Scarlett on Dec 15, 2008 20:58:48 GMT -5
I walked down the halls of my new school. This is so lame... My stilettos echoed off of the tile flooring, reminding me I was alone. I was bored...but then again, I was always bored. What would make now any different? I know they say that Paris is supposed to be romantic and all that junk, but seriously, where were all the guys?? I thought French guys were supposed to be cute. Maybe that's just because no one had actually ever seen any. I laughed inwardly, as I passed room after room, stopping at my dorm. The gym...there's gotta be a few cute guys there... I wasn't normally this shallow, but seeing as all the girls in this school seemed like snobs, some flirting seemed to be a good idea. I grabbed a pair of my shorts (a short pair of shorts...I couldn't help it if I had nice legs), and a tank top, and headed out the door. I really didn't care if I got in trouble for wearing my fitness clothes outside of the gym, I didn't even want to be at this school anyway. A boarding school? Please. I continued down the hall in my proper work out attire, peering into each room as I went. The dining hall. Nope. The foyer. Nuh-uh. The library. Definately not. I walked passed dozens and dozens of dorm rooms, until I came to my "off limits" section, or, the guy dorms. I rolled my eyes, and took a left. I looked down through a window and saw that the gym was in a different building. Great. I walked out into the autumn cold and started down the sidewalk until I reached the entrance. Swimming? Tempting but no. Basketball? No thanks. Volleyball? Nope. Weight lifting... I stopped and went in as I saw the "LIFTING ZONE" sign. The room was almost empty. I sat down on a bench and started stretching, emphasizing each movement...
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Post by Bella May-Smith on Dec 16, 2008 3:49:58 GMT -5
I lay in my dorm doing my makeup in the red rimmed glass mirror, Only one thing left eye liner, I always went wrong that was a promise i would, i started outlining my eye, it was easier than usual. I got my lip gloss and smeared it on puckering my lips that now had a extra shine to them. Time to go cause some action I thought smirking to myself.
The gym what a brilliant place to start , I flung my denim jacket over my shoulder and walked over to the gym, my heels clipping the floor I could hear the echo. I thought i looked the part a short skirt with a red top. My hair was straight as usal and in a side pony with my side fringe over one eye, I looked at the other snobs as i went through the crammed corridor, everyone seemed so "goody goody" God I rolled my eyes a little less enthusiasm was in my step I mean if the girls were so snobby what would the boys be like. Ha i bet one boy cant even lift a weight this school seems to be for losers, Might as well leave if theres no "cool" people here. She smirked to herself.
Leaving Italy for this place was stupid, she could of been at home with her horse, not here with like no one she did not want to be a larry not at all that would be a disaster. She wandered to the Gym looking at the doors basketball court.. Weight lifting, I liked the sound of that, maybe there would be fit boys there, probably not but she could try couldn't she? She grinned and opened the door, to find a girl, she sighed.
"Heyy..." Might as well try and see if this ones better than the nerds... I flicked my fringe out of the way of my eyes and looked around the bare room, no boys dam... Im Bella My voice was rather sweet, in a way i thought it had a little charm to it, but i would think that now wouldn't i.
Word count; 356 Music So what- Pink Outfit Clickeh' Notes Crappeh post soz , I hope i was aloud to reply to this topic i was not sure..
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