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Post by anahi alejandra uckermann on Apr 22, 2011 20:51:06 GMT -5
For the past two years Anahi had been having some troubles with her emotions. She suspected it was depression, but she didn’t want to think about it. It was one of the things she never admitted to anyone. One of the things was her father. Or better yet, where he was at the moment. The same place he had been for the past eighteen years. Anahi liked to pretend she was happy, and she was soo good at pretending, that most of the time even she believed it. But whenever she was alone, she couldn’t deny that she was unbearably sad. She could feel this pain. A very physical pain in her chest, sometimes it felt like a void filled with pain and hurt and sadness. And it never went away.
Anahi ran her fingers through her hair as she walked into the library. It was the same place she went to whenever she was feeling down. She could just pick up a book and be transported someplace else. She could be someone else. Anahi got pretty much the same effect with music, but with books it lasted longer. Sometimes even after she finished a book her mind was still on it. Anahi smiled at the librarian and walked to the back of the library. There was a thriller section, and she could sit on the floor and no one would bother her.
((TAG))OPEN! ((OUTFIT)) none yet((WORD COUNT)) 233 ((NOTES)) again, i just had anahi muse and nowhere to use it.
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Post by ryan lee johnson on Jul 16, 2011 16:39:07 GMT -5
Ryan could only imagine how the day would go. Since he had arrived, he had only one thought on his mind, and that was getting through the school year without much trouble, but obviously that would not be happening for him. As if spying wasn't enough of a system to learn, making friends seemed to be even more difficult. He was not one to be very social but instead, he liked to sit back and watch. Sure, he had his friends, but they seemed to turn towards those more out going then himself. The thought itself was painful to think about and he did his best to revert his mind elsewhere.
Flipping open Hamlet, Ryan smiled as he let his mind wander, entering the world of Shakespeare. He loved literature, it was one of his favorite things to learn about and Shakespeare himself seemed to have the same way of thinking as Ryan himself. He was creative and yet secluded. His imagination seemed to go beyond all expectations and it made Ryan wish he was trying out for theater instead of spy school.
Each word soaked in slowly and with is attention fully devoted to the book, Ryan barely noticed the figure standing a few feet away. The sound of footsteps and a door closing seemed to be enough to distract Ryan enough to make him look up, and when he noticed Anahi, he smiled a little. He watched as she made her way to the back of the library but the look on her face made his smile dissipate a little. Wondering what the matter was, he knew he had one of two options. He could speak to the girl whom he had only had a real conversation with over i.m. multiple times in the evening, or, he could let her be and hope to speak to her about it later. The first option seemed to stick out to him most as he saved his place in the book and closed it.
Walking towards the back, Ryan glanced around the corner of a bookshelf, seeing Anahi sitting alone and he stared for a moment before approaching her. He was hoping that she wouldn't shoot him down, allowing him to finally have a real discussion with someone here at school. Smiling a little, he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked up to her slowly. "Hey..." he said softly, looking her over as if trying to analyze the issue from her expression. "You alright? I saw you walk in upset and I though I would see if you were okay..." (( Outfit)) www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=34122414(( Word Count)) 458
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Post by anahi alejandra uckermann on Jul 21, 2011 23:23:48 GMT -5
Anahi felt someone’s presence near her before she heard the person speak. She had been really absorbed in her book and had been feeling kind of paranoid. That was one of the indicators that the book was a good one. She looked up at the person who has spoken and saw that it was Ryan. Anahi smiled and slipped a paper into the book to mark her place. “Hey Ryan, how are you?” He seemed to be a really nice guy, and while she hadn’t really had the chance to talk to him, she did think he was nice.
When he asked her how she was doing, she raised an eyebrow. He seemed far more perceptive than she thought he was. “Eh, I’m alright. Just a little down. Nothing to worry about.” She was taken aback by him worrying, or wondering how she was. It wasn’t usual. People where usually too involved in their problems. Not that she wanted people asking her all the time if she was alright. It was something that would annoy her, but for it to come from someone she barely knew was very nice. “How are you liking Waverly? Did you know it was a spy school?” Anahi was being her normal, curious self. And maybe subconsciously moving the conversation away from her. She normally didn’t notice when she did this, but someone had said something about it once; her old roommate, Olivia. “Have you made any friends?”
((TAG))Ryan! ((OUTFIT)) none yet((WORD COUNT)) 243 ((NOTES)) hi! do you want her to ask him about the Black Hand here?
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Post by ryan lee johnson on Jul 29, 2011 13:00:37 GMT -5
Ryan soon realized that he had indeed interrupted her reading but as he began to apologize, she spoke. Marking her place, she closed the book and he smiled a little at this. Her body movements were a sure sign that she didn't mind a conversation. Taking a seat across from her, he watched her carefully before smiling a bit more and answering her. "I am alright actually. I have been looking around the school a bit more and it is amazing how many artifacts are here. But I don't think I will ever truly be used to all this spying. Makes me feel that I myself and being watched," he said, looking down at his hands and then around the room. Many students sat silent while others entered, probably trying to find sources for a project or two in their classes. Looking back to her again slowly, he smiled a little less and sat back, studying her expression before speaking. "Sadly, I haven't. No one really talks to the quiet guy. I have had people try and invite me to hang outs and such but, I don't know. I am not really into large groups when I don't know the people..." His eyes caught hers and he remained quiet before asking what he knew he wanted an answer for. "What is really wrong? I never see you sad. Well...not when I see you at least.."[/b]
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Post by anahi alejandra uckermann on Oct 9, 2011 21:44:45 GMT -5
Anahi listened to Ryan talk, answering her question. She smiled a bit, knowing exactly what he meant. “Yeah, it’s a great school, and you wouldn’t expect there to be all these things. Oh… you are being watched. Not many people notice it. And if they do, they get used to it and forget. You need to remember not to forget. It’s very important.” She studied him as he looked around the room. When he answered her other question, she frowned. “Well, that sucks. People here forget what it’s like being new. Or they just get too into being the best, or proving themselves that they disregard making friends.”
She had gotten a text from Olivia recently, it was weird. Dead silence for months and then she suddenly popped up, texting her with cryptic messages about seeing each other sooner than they expected. Not that Anahi thought she’d see Liv any time soon. She had thought she’d see Olivia at her graduation, since the girl had promised to be there, but it was a semester away. When Ryan spoke, Anahi raised her eyebrows a little. She hadn’t expected him to pick up on her being sad. “I’m good at hiding it. I don’t like people seeing me sad.” She shrugged a bit, not really knowing how to explain how she felt. “I just… I get really sad sometimes, and it’s not that I’m thinking sad things or anything, it’s just… I don’t know what it is. But it frustrates me because I can’t control it.” Anahi frowned a bit, surprised she had said so much. She hadn’t been planning on saying all that, but as usual, she talked too much. After thinking for a moment, Anahi looked at Ryan again. “Hey, Ryan… are you up for making some friends?”
((TAG))Ryan! ((OUTFIT)) HERE((WORD COUNT)) 298 ((NOTES))it took forever, sorry D:
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