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Post by ellapryor on Apr 1, 2011 9:10:10 GMT -5
 
Ella sat in class, waiting impatiently that the lesson finally ended. The whole school day, seemed like it would never end, she thought to herself. To be honest, Ella really disliked Thursdays, it was her longest day of school in the week. In her opinion it was a crime to keep students that long in school, one day before Friday and weekend. Again and again Ella's glance went to the clock on the wall. Her teachers voice had become a quiet humming in the background. Impatiently Ella tapped with her pen on her notebook. Finally she watched how the last seconds passed. Then the ringing of the bell released her and her other classmates from the lesson. Her teacher looked surprised at the clock, he seemed to be really surprised that the lesson was already over again. But that was probably just because, he had kept talking all the time, Ella thought amused to herself. Fast she got her book, her notebook and her pencil case and threw it into her bag. Then she grabbed her bag and fast left the classroom. Now the hallways of her school, seemed completely crowded. All students were trying to get to their lockers or out of the school building. Ella herself finally reached her locker. She opened it and put all her books and notebooks, which she did not needed anymore today into it. Then she threw a quick look into a small mirror inside it and smoothed her hair with a few quick moves. Then she closed her locker again, took her bag from the ground and threw it over her shoulder and made her way out of the school, into the dim sunlight, cause once again the sun was hidden behind thick gray rain clouds.
Fast Ella tried to reach the cafeteria, to get some food for lunch. But it wasn't so easy to get to the cafeteria, when all other students seemed to walk into the opposite direction. So she moved slowly through the crowds of students. Finally she reached the cafeteria. To her relief, the cafeteria was pretty empty. So Ella picked up a tray and put food onto it. She paid the young woman working there and then sat down on a small empty table, where she started eating. After she was finished she looked on the clock, which was hanging on the cafeteria wall. Ella still had a lot of time left until she had to go to gym, she sighed softly. Bored she picked up an apple from her tray and started to play around with it. When it was finally time for her to go, she stood up slowly and walked out of the cafeteria and out of the school building. In front of the gym, she came to a stop, Ella really had no desire to go to P.E. today, but she knew if she would skip, she would get into an argument with her parents.Inside Ella went to the locker rooms and changed herself into her sports clothes. Happily the lessons seemed to pass fast. So that soon Ella and the others were send upstairs to change again and go home. Fast Ella changed from her sports clothes back into her normal clothes. Normally Ella liked P.E. but today, just seemed like a really bad day. Even though she couldn't tell why it was a bad day, it simply was one to her. Some of her friends soon left. So that soon she was the only one left in the dressing room.As she was finished she walked into the locker room and got her things. Then made her way to the door of the gym and stepped outside.
Lost in thoughts, Ella walked along the way to the parking lots. She was in no hurry to get home and so walked really slowly to her car. Also she was planning on staying out for some longer, she was sure her mother would freak out when she got home later then expected, but Ella simply didn't care anymore. So she got into her car and started the engine. Slowly she drove down the streets of Forks. When she saw the small cafe of Forks, she decided she would have a coffee and then go home. So she drove her car into one of the parking lots in front of the cafe. Ella got out of ehr car and walked over to the cafe. Inside she walked to the counter and ordered a coffee to-go and paid for it. Once she had her coffee, she wanted to go outside again. Still lost in thoughts, she walked through the cafe. When she suddenly bumped into someone spilling some of her coffee over the other person. "Oh my god! I'm sorry!" she apologized fast and looked now at the other person. It was a girl around her age, who seemed really angry, she thought uneasily.
- - - -tagged: camille! words: 816! outfit: click!notes: none!
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Post by camille marie kingston on Apr 7, 2011 15:30:09 GMT -5
I'm a mess in a dress
[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Can't show up on time [/font][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] The one good thing about living with a grandmother who took you in when your parents were busted for drug possesion? You can do no wrong. Camille was practically an angel in everyone in her family's eyes. Camille could get almost anything she wanted. As long as she was clean and sober and maintained relatively good grades, her grandmother let her do and get pretty much whatever she wanted, including buying the new Donna Karan heels and Alexander Wang tank top she wanted. She had a great life now to say the least. However, she still was traumatized from everything that happened in Los Angeles. Camille needed a mental health day to stay home and just relax for a little while. Camille spent most of the day lounging around the house or taking walks on the beach by her house, but she was getting restless and needed to get out for at least a little human interaction. So, she got dressed quickly and got in her car, driving towards Forks. She hated Forks almost as much as she hated La Push, but being in Forks where there were at least things to do was better than being in La Push where the highlight was a beach and a high school. Don't get me wrong, Camille loved beaches. Just warm beaches. In Forks and La Push it was always so rainy and cold. Camille absolutely couldn't stand it. It had been a hard adjustment going from living in sunny Los Angeles to living in a dark, depressing, rainy place like La Push, Washington. It had even effected her mood and style. She had been down and less social lately, and she could rarely wear shorts because of the cold rain. Forks was like her own personal hell.
She was watching for different places that she could possibly go for some sort of entertainment. So far she was getting a big NOTHING. It was bugging her. There had to be something to do here. She began to bite her lip, thinking. Then she remembered her first day in Forks and driving around in almost this same situation and seeing a cafe. Lucky Stars. She pulled into a parking lot and turned around, heading towards the cafe. In Los Angeles you could almost always find at least five or six people in a cafe at a time on their laptops, writing their novels, hoping one day to be discovered. Of course in reality, they just looked ridiculous. There had to be someone in Forks like that, or maybe a girl new to the cafe, confused about orders and discombobulated. That would be the highlight of Camille's day. It's not that she was mean enough that she actually enjoyed that girl's failure, but in Los Angeles she was in that exact same position at one point. Wanting independence, she had gone out and gotten a job. That, however, had proved to be too much for Camille and she ended up quitting two weeks later.
Finally seeing the cafe, she smiled triumphantly and pulled into the parking lot. She opened the door to the cafe and smiled, breathing in the familiar smell of coffe beans and whip cream. Those were her two favorite smells in the world. Camille was in a great mood at this point, that is until another girl bumped into her and smilled some of her coffee on her. She could feel her face turning red with anger. "Oh my god! Im sorry!". That just set Camille off. "Sorry?! Do you know how much this outfit cost? A white tank top, too! This stain will never come out! Maybe you should watch where you are going next time!" She knew she was probably overreacting and that she could always get a new tank top, but at this point that anger of moving to La Push and everything with her parents had just built up inside, she had exploded.
Even if it would save my life
[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - According to you [/font][/right][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] Words word countTagged Ella Rose PryorOutfit ClickTunes Ke$ha-BlowNotes Sorry it took me a while, computer got virus. everything is better now though. I'll be able to respond a lot faster.Credits! Credits go to IrishEyes of Caution 2.0. Lyrics are According To You - Orianthi. Remove this credit, and I will eat you =D
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Post by ellapryor on Apr 11, 2011 10:16:21 GMT -5
Ella didn't knew why she so often ended up in places like this cafe in the last time. Normally she was not the type of person, that liked hanging around so much people. She was rather shy and liked it to stay in her room where she was alone. On the other hand that wasn't completely true. After all she had been a lot more fun back in the past. Ella had been used to have a lot of friends and she had been used to go to a lot of Party's or go shopping with her friends. Now she was doing none of these things anymore. She knew in every persons life, there were changes and she knew these changes were important, to prepare you for something new. But still, for her it had all changed so fast and she often found herself wishing, that things could be like in earlier times again. But Ella knew there was no way it was going to be like that again. At least not, if her parents didn't change or she found some friends who were going to help her. Sure Ella had just met this girl from La Push, Leah Clearwater, who seemed really nice and with whom she had a lot in common. But they didn't know each other well enough to be close friends. On the other side, Ella hoped they would be friends in the future and she hoped she would find some more friends.
After Ella had spilled her coffee over the other girl, she felt really nervous, because she could clearly see the anger on the other girls face. For a moment Ella watched the other girl more closely. The girl had long wavy blond hair and light blue eyes. Also she was wearing expensive designer clothes. What probably explained her anger. Ella really hadn't wanted that to happen, but after all this were just a few clothes and if the girl wanted, she was even going to pay for getting them cleaned. Ella normally didn't like such people to much, who were just caring for their looks. To her such people were shallow and often not to clever. Also they always freaked out if their clothes got dirty or if they didn't get the newest fashion. She simply couldn't understand such people and that was why she normally stayed as far away from them as they could. Not that Ella didn't care that she looked good, she always tried to look nice and wear nice clothes. But still it was not so important to her that she freaked out about getting them dirty.
"Sorry?! Do you know how much this outfit cost? A white tank top, too! This stain will never come out! Maybe you should watch where you are going next time!" the girl now complained angrily. Again Ella tried to apologize "Again I'm really sorry, I didn't want that to happen." "Are you alright?" Inwardly she rolled her eyes at the girls question about what such an outfit might cost. But she tried to not show her amusement about it. So she added a moment later "If you want, I can pay you whatever it costs to get your things clean again." But when the girl said to her to watch where she was going the next time, Ella couldn't help but get angry as well. Then suddenly she said "Maybe you should watch where you are going the next time as well." "And just to let you know, that things are only clothes nothing to freak out about, I mean it's not like I tried to kill you." Ella said, rolling her eyes in annoyance. She knew it was probably not good, that she had gotten angry as well. But she simply couldn't help it. Today was not Ella's day, so this girl had definitely picked the wrong day to get into an argument with her. Sure this girl couldn't have known that, but still Ella was starting to feel angry.
- - - -tagged: camille! words: 667! outfit: click!notes: it's alright! it's a great post,  sorry it took me a while to reply but school is just insane right now...
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sorry it took me a while to reply but school is just insane right now...