fearful meets fearless[marilyn]

[zofia]

Zofia was bored as hell in her room, and she needed something fun to do. So she dug through her closet and tried on multiple outfits before settling down to one little spring like dress and grabbed a jacket so she had somewhere to stash her cigarettes as well as keep her from the little bit of chill that was still in the air. She sighed, thinking about home and how it would be almost eighty degrees outside right now and she missed that about Texas. Though sometimes it could be cold, but never freezing or snowing cold and she used to be jealous of the people who lived in the north.

Now that she had gotten a little hint of that cold, she decided she was glad to of been born in Texas. Sighing she found her heels, and slipped them on before hurrying out of the door. She couldn't think of somewhere to go and decided to head into town. She was on the bus, sitting there and staring off into the distance, not paying attention to anything or anyone, she slipped off the bus as soon as it stopped and hurried down the street. She was so busy thinking about her boyfriend, she couldn't help but not pay attention to her surrounding. Birds were flying all around and she had yet to notice that she was walking past some woods.

That was until she felt like someone was following her, a feeling she had ever since she got off of the chat with that shark girl. She had threatened her, and Zofia acted chill, but she had almost had a panic attack thinking about all of that. So when she looked around her and saw the woods, dark even though it was light out she froze and her heart quickened. She glanced around her, and noticed the birds and closed her eyes.

She was thanking god that other people(but not too many) were on the street or her panic attack would be way worse. So she sat on the curb, as far away from the woods that she could get with out having to walk across the street. And getting rid of her panic attack and crossing a somewhat busy street, would not be a smart thing to do. She she leaned her head on her knees and took in shallow breaths until it finally passed. She made sure not to look behind or above her. Then she heard something next to her and turned to her right and saw someone she didn't want to see. She frowned, "ugh. i had a right to be paranoid," she mumbled to herself.

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[marilynmahdavi]

marilyn had not been planning on following anyone that day. she had spent the better half of her morning sneaking finding a way to get to town - she eventually started hitchhiking and got picked up by a small jesus loving church group crammed into a kia. the ride had been uncomfortable, especially since mari was an atheist. as they read verses from the bible, mari had shut her ears away from the world, and, eventually insulting the nun-like people, they promptly kicked her out. mari then commenced finishing the journey by walking, not bothering to hitchhike anymore, especially if church groups in kia's roamed around downtown south haven, maine.

mari was supposed to meet a guy who would be selling her drugs for the upcoming party she and jeff were having in the fitness center. mari had asked for the best possible weed, and knew he had purple star, trainwreck, and blue dream. the better weed, the less the kids had to use. it was simple logic. problem was, the guy was late and mari was impatient. she stood around the woods, huffing a sigh every now and again, upset that she had to meet him in the dark part of the south haven woodland. she had brought her knife along with her just in case things got shady, she was always prepared. mari watched the roadway from the woods, spotting a bus slide into down and come to a halt at a bus stop. a few people stepped off, two being a mother and her son, one being an older man, and one girl around her age with obviously dyed red hair. hadn't she seen that hair? "little red, i'll be damned." she said. looking around her surroundings quickly, she decided to abandoned her post in the woodland and call the guy later. she wanted to see what the new chick who acted so fearless was up to. curiosity always got the best of mari.

mari was an expert at following. she definitely wasn't a stalker, but she had followed targets before. people who needed to be punished. mari wanted to save a big surprise for zofia at the party, but she might as well fuck around with her until then. she noticed the girl act nervous and hurried as she roamed seemingly aimlessly through town. mari smiled maliciously as she could see she definitely was getting under zofia's skin. just what she wanted. she observed the girl sit on the curb and put her head on her knees, acting as if she was panicked. mari's smile grew bigger, into a cocky, toothy grin. she approached the girl, malice in her eyes. "little red experiences panic attacks? interesting." she said darkly.

words , four hundred fifty five.
outfit , click.
tagged, gabby with zofia

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[zofia]

Zofia wasn't usually so paranoid, of course thanks to lovely mark for beating her constantly, well she gained it on top of all her fears from prior to that. Ever since she got with him, she always looked around her, and well it was a necessity. She couldn't have him do anything worse then he already did to her everyday she saw him. Then while she was avoiding him, he found her anyway and beat her worse. Then when Marilyn had threatened her, well it made her brain go on high alert. She couldn't let anything happen to her again, she refused to let anything happen to her.

Which was why everytime she was in her room, the door was locked, she looked over her shoulder no matter where she was. She couldn't help it, she needed to know if she had to hide. It was her only way of survival, she could talk shit, but when it came down to it, she was way too nice to beat someone's ass. She didn't believe in harming others, she was a vegitarian and well, it was hard to get out of old habits. Even if your life was in danger.

She frowned at the little nickname, that wasn't exactly bad but it could get annoying, difinetly while she was trying to get rid of her panic attack.She mentally cursed herself for not properly looking that Marilyn wasn't around to see her go through that. She tossed her hair and leaned back, "What is it to you?"

She would never admit anything, though Marilyn had guessed it all without ever actually meeting her. So there really wasn't a point now denying it, cause she witnessed it, but she still was going to keep her mouth shut. She stood up, not liking the feeling of being small, but kept facing the street and watching the cars go by, hoping Mari would leave. When she finally noticed the girl wasn't, she turned towards her, "Is there a reason you are here?"

[marilynmahdavi]

marilyn's smile broadened as she noticed zofia was in real distress. the 'fearless' zofia, who always held her own over the internet, but broke down in person. it was like a glorious victory for mari, to see she really bothered the girl. she made her paranoid enough to panic in a public place far from hawthorne. she definitely had to plan something for the girl at the party she and jeff were having. mari would find a way. some times she got her greatest ideas in a spur of the moment, last minute genius idea.

"i just find it interesting. i like to get to know my victims." she sneered, leaning down to sit on the pavement next to zofia. "whatchya doin' here, little red? escaping hawthorne for fear that i might come and get ya? perfect." she said enthusiastically, her smile refusing to leave her lips. mari had been use to confronting people in the city, where she had grown up. but here at hawthorne, confronting people proved difficult. people hid from her all the time, and she lacked the effort to find them. catching zofia in town was probably the best part of her day so far. there was no such thing as a bad day for mari. if something went bad, she'd kill the person who made it bad, and continue on living perfectly.

mari stood as zofia did, meeting her gaze head on, though the girl seemed to try and ignore her. mari wouldn't leave, not yet. she kept an eye on the woodland to see if her dealer was there every few seconds. for now, mari had all the time in the world with zofia. her mind prepared insults, though she figured zofia would do all the work for her. maybe a second panic attack would happen. mari would just love that. "yeah, i'm here to supply the party with some goods. hope to see you there." mari snickered, eyes twinkling with malice. mari hadn't always been this way. as a young girl, she had been sweet and innocent. but growing up in a sleazy apartment complex with drug addicted abusive parents changed you, and then, after getting out of that sleazy complex, being sent to tons of foster homes hardens your heart. but mari enjoyed the way she was. she was proud of her monstrous ways. and no one could ever change her, not even hawthorne academy and their silly lessons.

words , four hundred fourteen.
outfit , click.
tagged , gabby with zofia

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