Roommates (Spencer)

[Kate Perselie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: F0FFFF; border-left: #7FFFD4 solid 15px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE I walked down the hallway of Fauna twirling my keys on my manicured index finger, my Ray Ban sunglasses perched on my nose. I couldn't help but smile to myself. I was having a good month and was happy with the ways that my life had started to unfold. I had started to make new friends and was feeling positive about school, riding, and my friendships. I had gotten an email from Deirdre, the dorm monitor, saying that my new roommate was ready to move in. I was excited to say the least, to meet someone new. My new roommate was named Spencer, and although I had heard her name around the school I didn't actually know who she was. I knew that she was one of the Mega-Populars, friends with Sammie probably. I pushed the incidents with Sammie out of my mind. What if she was the friend who had poured her drink on me? No. No. I pushed that thought out of my mind too. I mean, what were the odds? I put my key in the lock, turned it, and opened the door. I set my purse on the table. "Hello?" I called into the dorm and waited for a response. THEN WE GREW A LITTLE BIT AND ROMANTICIZED THE TIME I SAW FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR taggedSpencer words 204 outfit polyvore outfit notes I'm so creative with the subject...

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[Spencer Branston]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/7f97b2324d90d9ce6ed419c673eda395/tumblr_mnfg4uDv9Y1r26xavo1_500.png); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] SHE'S THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE Spencer laid sprawled out on her bed, watching TV wrapped in a knit grey blanket while browsing MSN and CNN on her mac. Without her normal sophisticated clothes and edgy hairstyles, she looked almost like a teenager, wearing a tank top and lounge pants and her hair in a messy braid. She adjusted her glasses, clicking on an email from her dorm monitor that her new roommate would be getting here today. She stared at her fuzzy socks, and hoped her new roommate wasn't that Chloe chick. Checking her watch, she realized she better get dressed for dinner with Sammie at the slice. Abandoning her fuzzy clothes for a sleek white tanktop and a dark black skirt, she was in the process of straightening her hair when she heard the door open. "Just a minute." She said, finishing her last peice of hair and getting her red sandals. Walking out the bathroom door, Spencer saw the girl standing in front of her. She vaugely recognized the girl but couldn't remember her name. She glanced at her bed. "That's your bed. You know what to do." Spencer walked over to her nightstand, grabbing a pair of black studs. She looked over at the girl again. She remembered where she knew her from. "You're the girl who pissed Sammie off." She said, putting her remote in her desk drawer and grabbing her bag.

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[Kate Perselie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: F0FFFF; border-left: #7FFFD4 solid 15px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE It was her! My new roommate was the girl who poured a drink on me. Thanks to Sammie. She was dressed well, like she was going to go out to dinner or something. "That's your bed. You know what to do." Spencer said. Then she thought for a minute, watching me. "You're the girl who pissed Sammie off." "And you're the girl who...poured that drink on me." I said, shifting from foot to foot. Awk-ward. I bit my lip. Had she even done that on purpose? I didn't know. Talk about a rude accusation. I watched Spencer, waiting for some sort of response. THEN WE GREW A LITTLE BIT AND ROMANTICIZED THE TIME I SAW FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR taggedSpencer words 204 outfit polyvore outfit notes I'm so creative with the subject...

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[Spencer Branston]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/7f97b2324d90d9ce6ed419c673eda395/tumblr_mnfg4uDv9Y1r26xavo1_500.png); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] SHE'S THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE Right. Spencer had spilled a drink on her. "Funny how things work out." She said, taking off her comfy glasses in exchange for her contacts. "Im sure you deserved it, whatever you did." Spencer wasn't about to apologize for anything, that was for sure. She knew she shouldn't of done that, but really, who gave a fuck? Spencer didn't, although the girl seemed too.

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[Kate Perselie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: F0FFFF; border-left: #7FFFD4 solid 15px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE "I'm sure you deserved it, whatever you did." I clamped my lips together, trying to control myself. If Sammie and this girl - Spencer - were as close as Spencer seemed to think, Sammie would have told her what she told me. And if Spencer had any respect for her "best friend", she would have done what I had done. "Well." I said, trying not to burst. "I'll let you think that." THEN WE GREW A LITTLE BIT AND ROMANTICIZED THE TIME I SAW FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR taggedSpencer words outfit polyvore outfit notes I'm so creative with the subject...

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

ooc; maybe sammie could come pick up spence in her dorm and they can gang up...? if not, totally ok

[Kate Perselie]

ooc: fine with me

[Spencer Branston]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/7f97b2324d90d9ce6ed419c673eda395/tumblr_mnfg4uDv9Y1r26xavo1_500.png); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] SHE'S THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE Before Spencer could shoot back a response, a knok on her door brought a smile to her face. Bumping shoulders with Kate and opening the door, she smiled at her friend. "Hay gurl!" She said in a completely fake tone,which was their signal for 'help me get rid of my problem' voice. Spencer glanced over at Kate, then back at Sammie.

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC

"Oh, my god, sweetie. Things are already in motion. Go to fucking bed." The voice of evil had never sounded so sugary sweet. Sammie quickly hung up the phone, tossing it into her oversized Saks bag as night fell all around her. She walked alongside the horse pasture, occasionally reaching out and touching the white picket fence with her fingers. The campus at this time of the evening looked more like a movie set than a school. The intricate, old-Victorian style buildings glowed in the tall lamppost's soft light. You could just barely see the silhouettes of horses in the field, and the hills were outlined by setting sun, showcasing their beauty perfectly. A sigh escaped Sammie's lips as a gust of light summer breeze brew strands of her golden hair in front of her face.
The tranquility of campus was a stark contrast to what downtown would be like. The gorgeous blonde pictured the multicolored city lights, the shouting and talking and drunken laughter of the bistro patios and the pounding music of the clubs. She pictured the huge fountain that centered the city and it's tall shots of water. She could do country or city, and tonight, it'd be both.
As she slipped into Spencer's dorm building, she checked over her outfit, not that she needed reassuring that she looked wayyy beyond stunning. She was going out for dinner with Spence, and the resteraunt was ridiculously expensive and she'd dressed fancy to fit the theme of the place. She'd stuffed a party outfit in her bag, because, knowing her and Spence, they'd be hitting the club after a posh dinner. No question about that. Her red slash neck lace dress showed off her completely flawless, irresistible figure and her black round platform heels clacked against the marble floor of the gigantic building. she held a black satin knuckle box clutch.
knock, knock, knock. the door open as soon as she lifted her dainty fist, and, catching on right away, sammie grinned sweetly at spencer. 'so nice to see you, sweetie.' she said over-enthusiastically, peering past spencer to check out the problem. oh, great. ex-bff kate perselie was spence's new rm? sammie was either getting her friend out of this, or plotting with spencer on how to use this to their profit. haha. sammie took a few steps inside. she knew just how to make kate insecure, especially when sammie was dressed so nicely and looked flawless. 'well, it's obvious that you don't have any plans for tonight.' said sammie icily, eyeing kate's outfit and placing a hand on her tiny waist. 'oh my god, spencer, i feel soo bad for you. living with such a loser.' sammie spat, glaring at kate, shooting daggers with her eyes. once sammie leger turned on you, you were kind of screwed.
sammie wasn't sure if spencer would have sympathy or not be comfortable with ganging up on kate, but whatever. kate had to know who was boss. hoping spencer wouldn't back down or defend the other girl, sammie elbowed her. 'i mean, you totally have to tell me what losers like kate act like when they're not in school.' sammie's face was disgusted and she spoke as if kate wasn't standing right there. 'tell her what a fucking loser she is, spencer.' sammie ordered, an eyebrow raised as she crossed her arms.

WORDS tonsss TAGGED k & s NOTES sammie is a bitch. i'm sorry. i apologize for her. kate is not a loser. i love kate.

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[Kate Perselie]

WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE

"So nice to see you, sweetie." Sammie said, walking into the door that Spencer had opened. "Well, it's obvious that you don't have any plans for tonight." Sammie said, eyeing my outfit, which I had thought was cute; a white eyelet dress and a pair of red and white striped wedges.
"Oh my god, Spencer, I feel sooooo bad for you. Living with such a loser." She said nastily, glaring at me.
I knew at that moment that I should have just left, but for some reason I didn't. Leaving would tell Sammie that I cared what she said. That I cared what she thought. Like crying in front of an enemy. It would only give them more power. The last thing Sammie needed was power.
Sammie elbowed Spencer, continuing. "I mean, you totally have to tell me what losers like Kate act like when they're not in school."
I could hardly believe. That was a lie. I could believe it. That was the worst part. My best friend had turned into a monster. But it wasn't her who had changed. It was me. All of a sudden I realized something. Sammie had always been a monster. I remembered all of the times she had stood up for me. How in the process of doing that she had hurt so many other people.
"Tell her what a fucking loser she is, Spencer." Sammie ordered, waiting for Spencer. A loser? Once I was her friend. But now? Sammie was a...bitch. Why should I care what she thought? Why did anyone care what she thought? She was nasty. She was rude. She made people feel terrible about themselves.
I stood, waiting to see who Spencer would choose. The girl she didn't even know. The girl Sammie hated for a reason she didn't even know. Or the girl she knew, or thought she knew. Who seemed to enjoy causing suffering. Staying silent, we waited for Spencer.

THEN WE GREW A LITTLE BIT
AND ROMANTICIZED THE TIME I SAW
FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR

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[Kate Perselie]

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