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Post by victoria hope jean on Mar 12, 2011 23:37:50 GMT -5
 
Well, this really fucking sucked. Now, she didn't even want to stay in her dorm now that she knew that slut of a girl, Jordan, was staying in her room. Woah, wait.. Hold up, what was going on with her? She used to never be this hostile. It seemed that she was getting more and more reckless as she stayed at this school. She was supposed to be getting better with her ways, but in reality, she wasn't. It was surprising, really. She had been open to getting high, recently, although she wouldn't dare admit that to anyone else, and she was slowly starting to fall into the idea of alcohol as well. Two more ways of self harming, which no one would find out about, ofcourse. Well, except for the people that she got those two said things from.
Hope walked down the hallway, towards her room slowly. She knew that Jordan would probably be in there, and she really didn't want to put up with her. Why did they put three to a room? Really, it was fucking stupid. And if they even monitored the chat, they'd see how badly Hope wanted to put Jordan in her place. She didn't know what it was about her that pissed her off. Maybe it was the fact that she thought she ran this school, when in reality she didn't. Or the fact that she gives sex out to men like it's candy or something. She valued herself, so she always thought lowly of people that did that to themselves. In a way, she does feel bad for calling Jordan all of those names, because she knew what it's like to be teased. Ofcourse, when she was called all of those names, it was because no one believed that she was raped. They thought that she had asked for it, and he obliged. But, it didn't really make sense. She was the goody two shoes of the group, so they had to know that something was up when Alex said all of that.
Shaking the thoughts from her head, she pushed open her door and automatically threw herself down on her bed. One day gone, just hundreds more left until summer. Then, maybe by that time she would be down to a level one and she could leave this place soon. She pulled her knees up to her chest and stared at the wall opposite her, just waiting to see where Jordan was. She needed to let all of this held in anger out on someone, and she was always the perfect target.
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Post by amanda on Mar 13, 2011 9:17:36 GMT -5
And we were never alive
And we won't be born again [/font][/color][/size]  credit to lenalethal of caution 2.0
Amanda had been lounging on the bed, when just moments before Jordan, her other roommate. She wasn't exactly friends, but they weren't enemies either. She just personally didn't like the girl, because she just annoyed her. And after their little spat moment's before she knew that she'd probably have to harm the girl if she dared touch Hope. Amanda might be reserved and a bitch, but she was protective of the people she actually liked. Like Hope for instance. If anyone(Max, her brother, ect.) dared to actually harm Hope, Amanda wouldn't care if they were male or not. She'd kick their asses for her.
The only reason Amanda disliked the girl, cause she thought it was smart to bother Amanda while she was playing. Usually when she was playing, she was the most pissy. Especially if you were bothering her for no apparent reason. So she was now doing an essay, since her whole musical inspiraration she was having, well it disappeared the moment she was bothered. But then the door open, and Hope walked in. Now that excited Amanda, because she wanted to see these girls in action. Or well Hope kicking Jordan's ass. Cause she knew the moment' Jordan's finger, or any body part, touched hope, even just tap on the shoulder, or a push, Amanda would grab the knife that she kept on her for protection(though no one knew about it) and stab the bitch.
She was already moving her hand, instinctivly, to her pant pocket, it wasn't noticible because Amanda's pants were baggy and had neverending pockets. She giggled at that thought, and well the pleasure she would have hurting the stupid bitch. Usually she didn't brag about it, or really want to harm people. But sometimes she was cruel enough to like anything and everything. Today was one of her crueler days, and she was pretty darn happy to be out of that whole good girl rut she had been stuck in. Hell she had been nice to too many people, and now she knew sooner or later someone will take advantage of her. It was also the reason she had the knife on her at this moment in time, she was scared out of her loving mind. "Oh Hope I'm happy to see you," she said with a cruel smile as she let her eyes land on Jordan and gave a quirk of her brow and looked at Hope and mouthed(where Jordan couldn't see,'want to mess with her?'
But I'll never surviveDead Memories In My HEART[/font][/color][/size][/center] tags;hope;jordan
notes;hope you don't mind me throwing amanda in. thought it might be slightly interesting
words;four;three;two
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Post by tiff on Mar 18, 2011 8:56:02 GMT -5
Jordan really wanted to get on the good graces of at least one of her roommates. She didn't know Amanda and she wanted to get along with her, for the most part. Maybe have someone to keep her and Hope from spatting. She really didn't feel threatened at all by Hope, or even Amanda who threatened to stab her if she laid a finger on Hope. Though she planned to lay many fingers on Hope if she had to defend herself. Though she normally didn't fight under any other circumstances, unless provoked or for the hell of it. Though the latter has only happened once or twice before.
She looked at Amanda as she scribbled on paper and felt a pang like the girl didn't like her. She hardly talked to her except the argument they had with each other moments prior. She sighed and leaned back on her bed, closing her eyes, she decided that she'd get through this as fast as she can. Fix her stupid problem, and get the hell out of this crappy school. Though she didn't think liking to have sex was a problem at all, but the world thought differently. So she was going to have to deal with what they told her she was and blah blah blah.
She head the door open and Amanda say Hopes name, her eyes flew open and a glare settled into her hard stare . She sat up, not wanting to feel anything near vulnerable around these girls. She didn't trust them, and she was going to have a hard time sleeping in the same room. Hell maybe while she was here she ended up getting a sleeping disorder cause she had to stay up odd hours to make sure the two girls were in bed before she was. She felt a sigh build up but she refused to give them any reason to look at her or decide to do anything. She smoothed her dress and just smiled as brightly as she could manage, if Hope tried to pick a fight, she'd be ready for it.
 amanda and hope ---Tags [/color] any notes ---Notes[/color] Check it out---Outfit[/color] 349ish ---Words[/color] Dont make !SOAPY! of cautiontwopointoh eat your soul for stealing this. ---Credit[/color][/right] |
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Post by victoria hope jean on Mar 22, 2011 13:04:32 GMT -5
Hopes brown eyes looked over at her friend, possibly her best friend here at Hawthorne, when she spoke. She noticed the cruel smile on the girls lips, which just made a smile come to hers as well. Ofcourse, her smile wasn't cruel, it was an innocent smile, just because she didn't want Jordan to expect anything of her, although she probably should. Hope would never let the opportunity to mess with the girl pass her by. Now, usually Hope was this sweet girl that would help anyone in a second, but everytime she saw Jordan, or even heard or read her name, she got this violent feeling in her gut. She hated the girl, even though she had no good reason for it. It was so unlike her, but she didn't care. She loved it, "When are you not, Amanda?" she said, raising a slender eyebrow at her, the smile still on her lips. The smile on her lips only widened when she mouthed something to her and her gaze moved to Jordan for only a moment, before looking back at her friend and nodding her head.
Amanda and Hope had a strange relationship. You'd think the two girls wouldn't get along. Hope was the preppy good girl, while Amanda was pretty much the badass. When she first got here, she did remember how they didn't talk much, but after she found Amanda in here crying and they talked, they've been pretty much inseperable. Amanda was protective over Hope and vice versa. She did think that Amanda was just a bit more protective, though. Maybe it was because they had been through the same thing before they were sent here, or maybe it was just because that's how they were. She didn't care, though, because she loved their relationship, it was possibly the best friendship she'd ever had. She knew that Amanda wouldn't leave her side, no matter what. Well, she hoped not atleast.
Hope looked over at the other girl and her eyebrows rose up when she noticed that she had opened her eyes and was now glaring. It let a small laugh escape her. If Jordan thought that she could intimidate the small latina, then she thought wrong. Her whole teenage life she had to learn to take up for herself, because of the positions her brother put her in when he made her go to those parties. Besides, he taught her how to stand up for herself, that's why she wasn't scared of many people, or maybe that was just the recklessness talking to her, "A little jumpy, Jordan?" she asked, giving a small smile to her, "I mean, there's nothing to be scared of, it's just little ole' me." She then rolled her eyes and sat up on her bed, pushing her green sleeves up, "Usted es una excusa lástima por una niña," She said, a small tone of amusement in her voice. She knew that neither of the girls probably understood what she said, but she didn't care. She hadn't talked in spanish in a while, always talking in french, but it felt really good to talk in that language again. She used to just talk to her mother with that language.
 STATUS done FEATURING tiffany with jordan and gabby with amanda WORD COUNT some OUTFIT click!NOTES she said you are a sorry excuse for a girl, just so you know. (: CREDIT IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0 |
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