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Post by LOUISA MEILING CHO on Feb 17, 2010 17:19:17 GMT -5
She wondered if her dad would have cut her off of her money if they were rich. What if she was a student here in oppose to the public school? She wondered as she stared at the large gate with curious eyes. What made the ladies inside so different from her?
What a stupid idea.
She should have at least looked for a job first or made sure she had one before he decided that she could take care of herself. Meh! She realized that she would have to just bleh...The young woman pouted as she stared up at it. She thought that she could live without her allowence but reality smacked the starry eyed outlook only a week after she had moved out. Life wasn't like her favorite dramas on television. A job wouldn't fall out of the sky. Her backpack was on her tiny being and she rubbed the strap with her forefinger and thumb. Her stomach growled, usually she would have gone out to
She wondered what they were was eating. Probably something delicious, how rich did someone have to be in order to live and learn at such a beautiful place?
Many days, on her way back home when she had been in it she would pass the school Louisa would remember a story that her father told her. About a little girl who lived in the mountains and when she saw across the mountains a mansion with golden windows.
That had been Louisa's favorite story because the girl ended up going to the beautiful home with golden windows only to find that it was the sun's reflection upon it making them look that way. That was when the little boy that lived in the house showed the little girl a beautiful house. Because across the valley and in the mountains she saw her own home with "golden windows". The school she envied so much had golden windows too she supposed.
Back in New York it was easier she supposed. On the street it was hard to tell who was rich and who wasn't and who was inbetween when it came to most people. Milan seemed divided by the rich, the butlers, and everybody else.
It was like royalty, she supposed as she breathed in quietly. Snow crunched beneath her feet as she brushed back behind her ear. Frowning, she glanced back down to her feet and did her best not to sigh. She wanted to go to the school too.
She wanted to go and see how great it would be. Smiling, she placed her hands into her pockets as she bit down on her lower lip. What was it like to have a butler? What was it like to be a princess?
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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 17, 2010 23:08:05 GMT -5
  INSANE! I FEEL ASHAMED WHEN THE MORNING COMES!? - - - - - - - - - - - - - AND I HATE TO BREATHE???
Everyone gasped. All of Yue’s classmates looked to the professor first and then at Yue. They all had the same thing in their mind. What will he do now? Would he send Yue away? So that she would never return to this school or give her some kind of punishment? Everything was dead silent. No said a word or laughed. They were all afraid and concerned for Yue’s fate. Then the unexplainable happened. The professor just shook his head and gave Yue detention. The bell had rung. This was Yue’s last class so she had to stay here. Yue sat down with her head on her table. She wanted to say something but couldn’t muster any word to come forth and do her bidding. Hours passed by and her sentence was now over and done with. She sighed and walked out of the academy with an expression no one could ever forget. The cheerfulness she once had now disappeared. The once happy and clumsy girl had become something she never knew she could become.
I can’t believe I slapped him. Man, I’m losing it. Next time I’ll have to be extra careful. I don’t think I’ll ever show my face again. I should perhaps take some days off. She sighed. Her eyes started to close. In front of her was a large crowd of people talking and eating. There was a disaster waiting to happen if Yue didn’t open her eyes. That said she tripped over someone’s backpack. Her body lunged forward as she fell on the ground. Her face kissed the rock solid cement. All of the books she carried flew up in the sky and fell back down. Yue turned her body around and tried to knock the falling books from falling on top of her. She managed to knock a few of them but the rest of them just hit her knee and forehead. Well that part of not being clumsy was short-lived. She was still her usual self, clumsy and all.[/color] THE VOICE!? - oh lord! i hope you enjoy this post. lmao! i had so much fun posting this that i laughed so much i had to stop myself a few times from drinking the soda i had. pure epic win in the making. D8 *just noticed i received another +karma* now i'm on the search for who gave me it. *huggles invisible person who gave me +karma* i love you invisible, member person. *____* *is shot*[/li][li][/color] THE TUNES WHICH INSPIRED ME TO WRITE!? - space sonic = ellegarden <3 [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - space sonic = ellegarden (lafa likes!!! a cute heartfelt song indeed. yes, i know the first part of the lyrics seems a bit out there, but take a chance and listen to the song. you know what if you're curious LISTEN TO IT!!! <3) [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80-90% [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by LOUISA MEILING CHO on Feb 17, 2010 23:52:00 GMT -5
It had gotten troublesome carrying her backpack around so she set it in front of her in the snow. Sure it would probably be wet later but it would have time to dry off. Besides, she was having her own time imagining that she was a student in there. She was an studious young woman. Even though she tended to get tired in class she did her best to stay awake.
Her father had instilled in her the importance of a good education--she knew the right schools could get her into the right lifestyle. Sighing, she stared at it with her dark eyes. Part of her wanted to frown since she knew that it would just be harder for her to get into the right life. Well, maybe it would take a bit longer but she'd make it to where she was going eventually.
She bit down on her lower lip and closed her eyes. It would still be a few hours before her father made it back home and she knew that it would be a few lonely hours before she could spend some time with him. They'd probably eat some left over pasta and whatever they had left in the fridge. He'd be getting his paycheck in a few days and then she'd go grocery shopping. She wasn't dirt poor and they had everything they needed. A roof over their heads, separate rooms, good food on the plate, and a few extra dollars for whatever they wanted.
It was a comfortable life but nowhere near as grand as the "princesses" that lived inside the academy. She'd learned to work hard since she was a little girl. She wondered if any of those girls had worked a day in their life. If they were born with a silver spoon in their mouth and never had to do anything. Did they dress themselves? Did somebody help them out with that too?
When she was an adult, she'd make sure that she got everything she wanted! She'd have a room for shoes, purses, hats, and accessories. Frowning, she bit down on her lower lip sadly. Blinking, she noticed a rather cute girl head in her direction. Who was that?
Staring at her as she walked forward the American tilted her head to the side. What was wrong with her? She was caught off guard when she tripped over her bag and probably made the most epic fail fall she had ever seen off of Youtube.
Covering up her mouth with a delicate hand she took a step backwards. The little lady was more than willing to help her out. "Are you okay!" she cried out loudly and uncertainly. Kneelign down she stared at her and her thin eyebrows were knit towards each other.
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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 19, 2010 1:18:18 GMT -5
GUILTY...? NO DOUBT I AM. PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO COME CLEAN AGAIN - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - SPACESHIP. GO F*CK THE STARS. WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - THEY SHINE ON ME. Yue felt so embarrassed when the crowd she just passed and the innocent by stander who was worried about her saw her clumsiness in the making. She wanted to crawl under a rock and stay there until they had all gone back to their dorms or back home. She already had her fair share of this in the afternoon. She didn’t want to experience something like this again. Why was she always clumsy? Was she really stupid or something? Was this some sort of punishment of what happened earlier? If so, the history professor had better laugh while she down and torn to bits. Or even a better theory. Perhaps this was some sick joke to make the heaven above to have some sort of entertainment as seen on tv. Yes, that had to be it because she refused to let this trait she had to be the only way to have others to notice or love her. Some might have thought this was cute and how it fit her so well, but after a while she would like to be normal, like the other boys and girls. She would give anything to not trip over something, even if it’s just for a day.
"Owwww…!" Yue said as she got up. She still sat on the grown. "Eh?" She managed to say before looking up at the unknown stranger. "Oh! Yes, I’m ok. Thank you for asking." She smiled. An outsider would have called her an idiot. How could she be alright if she had an injured knee and her forehead started to bleed? Right, someone would have wanted to send her to get professional help, but Yue was Yue. In an odd quirky way this pink haired girl tried to look in the bright side even if the darkness wanted to swallow her whole. Despite her outside appearance and personality, this girl too felt sadness and pain, but she never allowed it to take full control of her entirely.
Yue’s eyes widened with worry when she touched her forehead. It was starting to bleed heavily. Without much thought she got up and started to panic. Deep inside her soul was a wandering child who feared the sight of blood. She was able to handle a little but when it was too much she broke down. Her mind would go blank, her body would start to tremble in fear, and her sanity went out the window. Yue wanted to run and continue running until she felt safe. She instead stood her ground and tried to remain calm. The female before her was perhaps in her teenage years. Yue on the other hand was much older than her but her appearance always made others wonder if she was really twenty years old. Each time she entered a place where she had to show her id, the customers and staff didn’t believe it when the small short girl told them she was twenty years old. They would gasp in awe and didn’t believe a word that came out of her mouth. Yue had grown used to this that it didn’t bother her anymore as it did before. Back then she hated being compared to a child but why did it matter if she did act like a child in some ways. She couldn’t help it; she was being her true and only self. I guess some things don’t change.
Her eyes wandered to the ground, the crowd, left, right, up, down, sideways, and then right back to the other. A sharp pain went from her knee to her head. She started to have a headache out of all days. Why? Couldn’t she just feel a little pain and not the whole package? Yue winced and tried to laugh it off.[/color] THE TUNES WHICH INSPIRED ME TO WRITE!? - lm.c = rainbow magic orchestra, lynch = quarter life, don omar = angelito, & peewee = quedate [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - space sonic = ellegarden [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80-90% [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by LOUISA MEILING CHO on Feb 20, 2010 1:15:10 GMT -5
How could she trip over something like that? Was this girl for totally real? Did she just walk without looking? Louisa had never noticed anyone like that before. The ex-ballerina had been very determined as well as vigilant. She knew that she had to watch out for herself as well as make sure where she was going.
"Ah?" she asked as she knelt down in front of the pink haired girl. The dark haired girl stared at Yue in a concerned manner before she reached out tentatively but then thought better about the action. "Are you sure that you're all right?" she asked feeling very concerned. The young woman stared at her and she bit down gently on her lower lip. "Are you sure you're okay?" she questioned. Blinking a few times the younger of the two bit down on her lower lip. "Do you want me to help you out?"
The little lady was afraid that maybe she had some sort of head injury. What if she had really hurt herself--she hadn't meant to put her backpack out so far. She frowned and the young woman brushed her dark hair behind her ear. "I'm really sorry I didn't think-I didn't think anybody would trip over it. I'm so sorry." Louisa bowed her head in between her shoulders and her pallid cheeks turned a dusty pink.
How was she to know that the princess would trip over her bag? How would she know that they were as thick to not look where they were going as though the ground was made to clear things out of the way automatically? It wasn't fair she reasoned gently. it honestly wasn't! What if this girl sued her? She didn't have the money to pay anything. She couldn't even afford a butler let along get into the school. Louisa was worried though what if this girl was legitimately hurt? What if she caused some sort of trauma to her or she had never fallen over anything before and when she did it was on pillowed floors?
She didn't know how the rich lived they could afford to have their floors covered up by pillows. She was bleeding and the girl stared at her forehead and frowned. "Here, lemme take care of that." Louisa had a habit of scraping her knees so she kept Band-Aids in her purse. Fumbling through it she found a Hello Kitty one and wiped off the wound before she stuck the Band-Aid on. "There we go, that should be all better," Louisa smiled. "Here lemme see your knee," she smiled and the young woman hoped she wouldn't get infected or anything.
Louisa was a sporty girl and she tended to get scraped up. When she took ballet she felt like she didn't get hurt as much. Without practice she had gotten a lot clumsier.
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