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Post by gwendolyn beatrice benson on May 4, 2011 23:56:57 GMT -5
Lying on her bed in dorm room 100; was Gwendolyn Benson. She was already exhausted of wandering around the school without someone to talk to, so she’d opted for lying on her bed with her head hanging off at the foot of it. Of course this did help her think a little, but it was also rather calming. The rush of blood to her head, her hair cascading before her and swaying as she moved her head... yes, Gwen was rather odd. After a few minutes, Gwen would pull herself up quickly and laugh as she steadied herself. Then, she would repeat. Okay, so it wasn’t the most amazing thing she could think of doing in her spare time; but it was something other than wandering around the school and brushing up with people she didn’t even know. Gwen really didn’t care for the whole ‘meet&greet’ process, and preferred to get straight to business in her classes. Having finished the classes for the day, she was left with loads of free time and absolutely nothing to do. Well, nothing she could think of doing.
Gwen could have sought out her mother and try to do something with her, but she assumed Mrs. Benson would be too busy with all the new students and everything. Besides; she was already rather unpopular for being the headmistress’s daughter; she didn’t need people talking because she actually got along with her mother. Gwen rolled her eyes, pushing the thought from her mind as she again laid with her head off the foot of the bed. She considered all the little things she could contrive to do, but decided to simply stay in her room and hope her roommate would show up so she could talk to someone. Gwen was attempting to sit back up again, but went too quickly and ended up falling off the side of her bed with a loud thump. She froze for a moment before erupting with laughter and rubbing her shoulder. Yes, that was Gwen; easily entertained.
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Post by anahi alejandra uckermann on Jun 5, 2011 1:57:26 GMT -5
 Anahi walked back to her dorm from SubZero. She had been getting some junk food from the vending machines. She liked to have junk food every once in a while. Or maybe more than once in a while. It wasn’t that she was an unhealthy eater, by far. She just liked to eat junk food. In her opinion any normal teenager would eat junk food. If a teen didn’t like junk food, they weren’t normal. Another reason she had been getting junk food was because she was going to go to her room and meet her new roommate. She didn’t know who it was, and her roommate from last year had graduated so she had no clue who it was going to be. Anahi figured it would be good to meet her and maybe hang out for a bit. And in her opinion there was never a better way to hang out than to do it with junk food and soda.
As the redhead girl walked to her room she wondered what her roommate would be like. She hoped it wasn’t a stuck up girl, or someone completely boring. She also hoped it was someone who knew how to keep their mouths shut. Anahi was the leader of the Black Hand, and she couldn’t risk blowing the whole group just because of her roommate. But what if she didn’t have a choice? Would Anahi be willing to drop the group? Definitely not. She loved it; it had been what she spent most of the time thinking about. And during summer she had spent soo much time thinking of the things they would do this year. Before she knew it, she was walking into her room, her hands were full, so she had to kick the door to shut it, trying to make sure she kept enough balance to not fall or drop anything. Anahi was slightly clumsy, not the cute kind of clumsy, no, just the really embarrassing kind. The kind where you fell at the most inappropriate times, in front of people you wish you hadn’t. The kind where you try to place something on a smooth surface and drop it along with everything else that was on the surface. Yeah, that pretty much describe Anahi’s clumsiness. As she shut the door she heard a thump, like something falling on the floor. She looked around her, checking to see if she had dropped a bottle of soda but say nothing. Then the read headed girl heard laughing and looked up, just in time to see her new roommate sprawled on the floor, laughing.
Anahi’s eyes opened wide and she rushed over to the girl, dropping the bags and soda bottles on her bed as she passed it by. “Are you ok?” she said, a small smile tugging at her lips. If the girl was half as clumsy as Anahi was, and good humored about it, they would probably become friends. Or at least she hoped. “Do you need help getting up?” As she said this, she extended her arm, so the girl could get up. Smiling she added, “My name’s Anahi, by the way. What’s yours?” Ana watched the girl for a moment, trying to place her resemblance. Surely she had seen the girl’s face before. Somewhere. Anahi fought to keep her face masked when she realized who the girl was. She had heard that the Headmistress’s daughter would be starting school this year, but she had definitely not expected the girl to be her roommate. As Anahi studied their resemblance, she couldn’t help but wonder how she would be able to pull off living with the Headmistress’s daughter and being in the Black Hand. It was extremely ironic that they were to be roommates, soo ironic that Anahi couldn’t help but smile.
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