Bought the Persona Compilation CD's. "I'll Face Myself" Jazz is awesome!
Bellow High (After Class)
My desk isn't going to dissapear any faster doing this.
The evening hours shine through Ms.Hall's room brightly across to Ms.Condor's seat. Thinking on the future, Lace fights the urge to nod off as her eyelids become increasingly heavy. Just before falling into an early nap, Ms.Hall's announces the classes dismissal and provides a form they take leaving class.
"It's Friday afternoon, and I got the whole weekend!" Rising out of her seat, Lace grabs her things and strides over to the door giving Ms.Hall a warm smile.
"Have a good weekend!", she says with a wave.
Lace takes the paper out into the school halls, looking about in an abrupt sense of confusion. She had yet to get fully adjusted to her dormitory and her schedule had a bit too much free time. Folding the sheet of paper into her back pocket, Lace wrapped her backpack around infront of her chest, slowly walking left down the hall in thought.
I heard there was a band playing after school tonight, or was it tomorrow evening? Slapping herself in the forehead she was jumping ahead of things again.
If those guys really are some sorta rock band, I can't align myself with that sort of crowd. Kind of scene isn't what I wanna be apart of. What I need to do is something that's alot more personal, just me.
The school halls infront of her were filled with kids chatting and laughing about. Sitting on benches, typing on phones, everything was live and busy. So many things seemed to grab at her focus. Posted on the wall was a school advertisment paper talking about the variety of clubs/organizations available at Bellow High. Lace stopped in her tracks, and ran over to the poster, running her fingers over the list with wide eyes.
Infront of the ad, Lace's voice grew soft and low as she read down the list of groups and their basic information. Tracing every letter as if it'd dissapear if she looked away.
"Here we go......MMA! That wouldn't be too tough would it? It'd at least put some muscle on me, string bean that I am."
Taking her attention of the poster, she twisted on her heel to quickly face behind her. Lace needed to find a teacher she could talk to about getting into martial arts, and soon. Stuffing both hands into her back pocket and her top dress shirt down by one button, Lace closed her eyes in a cheery relaxed smile and skipped forward towards what she'd hoped by the stairwell.
"Just like Nickelodeon! The Ninja Turtles! Ha, I getta be Donatello! Ooohhh, this is gonna be sooo good! All I have to do, is show up with a sneaky grin on my face like a raccoon spy."
With eyes still closed, Lace put her right arm across the bottom of her face like a mask thinking she was in a new spy-flick.
"Yeah, one that's just had his tail snipped from behind at the hands of a grizzly lion tamer. I'll be able to smack off at least a hundred thousand panthers with a strong gold-tipped staff and the months errrr years of training! Yeah days of expert skill I'd have with that pole, I could stop anything infront of me. Nothings gonna get the drop on m-"
Nothing except the table in the middle of the open area Lace just walked into. Hands stuffed behind her, she wasn't quick enough to catch her fall and fell halfway across the wooden top. Skipping as she was, the table's legs slided to her right and she along with it came crashing down to the floor with her mouth hitting the hard marble floor face-first.
Clutching her bleeding mouth, she was now on one knee looking down at the small pool of blood infront of her on the floor. The table was standing on its side like a shield infront of her and things seemed to quiet as a small group of students stopped their walk to look her way, muttering in quiet confusion.
Embarrased and angry, Lace kicked her bag away from her and crawled to the table resting her back on it down on the floor. Tears began to whell up, and she had no idea where the nurse's office could be. With her eyes darting around sharply left and ride, she reached into her mouth and pulled out a small bleeding tooth with surprising ease.
Ahhh, this things gonna get me in trouble.
Condor stuffed the tooth in her breast pocket and proceeded to bit her lip to hold back anyone seeing her about to cry.
"I can't stay here, needa go inside."
Not wanting to attract any more attention, covering her mouth with one hand Lace stood herself up from the table and knelt down to grab her backpack. Her knees were painfully weak, wobbling as she rose she knew she'd be limping for a bit. Maybe a day, or less she couldn't tell. It was getting hard for her to speak, she had no knapkin or anything to stop the bleeding except her hand and she wasn't sure which teeth or how many had been knocked out.
"Nuffin I can't stuff up. Find shum one wif bandages in there roo-"
Luck just wasn't on her side today. Stepping right into the small pool of blood by the table, Lace slipped and quickly closed her mouth, hands busy doing other things she turned her face to the side and had her second date with that smooth marble flooring. Not in any rush to get up, Lace closed her eyes and let the tears fall out.
"Come on," inbetween quick sobs she fought her words defeated.
"Just gib me sumfin' ta scream about".
Wearing her white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled-up, her chest was beginning to get cold against the floor. Forgetting her mouth, Lace curled back up on her knees resting her face down on the floor. She heard a light sound as the tooth fell from her breast pocket onto the marble, and quickly snatched it back up as if it was a secret treasure. Hands fidgeting in nerves, Lace gently tried to deposit the tooth back inside her mouth in its former place, licking its bottom to hold.
My shtuffs all over the place. I-I need to stop this and go inside. I'll lay down.
Swallowing hard as she reassembled her papers and bag, Lace spit out to the tooth from her mouth onto the floor as if she'd never seen it before. The blood from her mouth messed up alot of the schoolwork she carried, and her fists pounded her bag until she felt the anger leave. Wiping her mouth across the front of her shirt it was a complete mess as she proceeded to stand up.
Last edited by Vivian_Bloom; 10th October 2011 at 9:55 PM.
Reason: When writing, I have no idea where Lace is going to wind up. So at the risk of extensive editing, she becomes a bit more organic :D
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