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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 10, 2013 9:36:02 GMT -6
WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE I opened the oven in the common room and was hit with a blast of hot air. I pulled out a fresh tray of chocolate chip cookies and another with chocolate chips and butterscotch chips. I closed the oven and started taking the cookies off the trays and putting them on a big plate. Outside, thunder roared and lightning crackled, but inside it was warm and toasty. I had taken a shower after my hack with Abbott and hearing that Sammie had a secret, something that scared even her. We parted with the promise that I would make some of my famous cookies and hot chocolate and meet in my dorm to talk. I had gotten into my comfiest (and warmest) pajamas; flannel pink, white, yellow, and orange plaid ones with a baggy orange t-shirt that declared "APPLEBERRY CREST" in white letters across the chest. My medium length blonde-brown-red hair sat on top of my head in a messy bun. I didn't feel the need to look perfect with Sammie, unlike I did at school. I always tried to dress to perfection, but around my friends I didn't need to. I could look like a slob - in this case a fairly cute slob - and they wouldn't care. I set the plate of cookies on the counter and took out some milk. It would be four in two minutes. Sammie was never late for anything. I took some milk out of the fridge and a couple of mugs, pouring the milk into a pot. The milk heated up quickly on the stove top and I poured it back into the two mugs. I stirred some bittersweet chocolate, cold milk, and some sugar into a small bowl before mixing it evenly into the mugs. This way took a little longer, but homemade cocoa tasted better than the store bought kind. I walked back to my dorm, setting the hot cocoa and cookies on the counter. I didn't have a roommate, so my dorm room was empty. Appleberry Crest provided the high school students with a mini fridge and microwave, but ovens were banned except for in the common room. I smiled as there were a few scattered knocks on the door. It was exactly four. "Hey Sammie!" I said, swinging the door open and inviting her in with a couple of cookies and a mug of cocoa. taggedwho?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 10, 2013 10:28:15 GMT -6
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Thunder boomed outside of my dorm room window and lightning flashed like a flickering light. Summer storms are my favorite- so chaotic and haunted, that me, inside myself, I felt at peace. Silence is so terrifying - it can bring anything, surprises or fear, but when it storms, it can't get any darker or louder and everything just blends together into a perfect merge of fear. Suddenly, my white iPhone buzzed on my bed. I grabbed it and read the text.
I love storms - they're so loud. You can sneak up on bitches and they won't even hear you. Kisses.
I immediately spun around, checking that all of my windows were locked, and turned on all of the lights in the huge dorm, checking every room in the process. Oh, get over it, Sammie. There's nobody here. I took a deep breath and composed myself. I stepped into a firetruck red, tight fitting short dress that looked totally sexy on me. It showed off my long, tanned, thin legs, incredibly flat tummy, perfect chest and petite frame. My hair was in soft, beachy waves and the golden locks were shiny and smooth.
I tossed my new nail polish - "Razor's Edge" - into my Chanel bag and stepped into my black kitten heels, slipping out of the dorm towards Kate's place. The night was young, and I had tons of time for everything that I was planning to do tonight.
She let me in and I grinned, winking at her. "Hey, sweetie." I said boldly, sitting on her bed and slipping out of my shoes, looking around. "Something smells amazing."
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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 10, 2013 10:39:50 GMT -6
WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE "I made cookies and cocoa." I told her, bringing out the huge platter of two dozen cookies and two steaming mugs of hot cocoa. "They're chocolate chip. Some have butterscotch too." I said, taking a cookie and handing her the plate. I dipped the butterscotch chip cookie into my hot chocolate and took a bite. Delicious. "So." I said, leaning on a white furry bean bag chair and propping up some pillows behind me. I wasn't sure how to start the convo. "Damn," I said smiling. "You look fancy." I self consciously smoothed my pajama bottoms. "Going somewhere later?" I asked her. I didn't want to start the conversation. I knew it would be hard to get through. I didn't know what Sammie was going through. I wanted to. I just didn't know how to ask. taggedwho?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 10, 2013 10:50:58 GMT -6
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I took a cookie from the plate and split it in half, taking a small nibble from it and "Mmm..."ing before placing it next to me and pulling the polish out of my bag. I smoothed the paint neatly onto my toenails. It was a soft pink and looked perfect with my pretty golden hair. I looked at her and grinned. "Of course. This summer has to be memorable." Because it's probably gonna be my last one.
I stood up after finishing one foot and twirled in front of the mirror, twisting my head around to wink at her. "Isn't it hot?" I said, gesturing towards the gorgeous red party dress. "I got it from back home." I explained. I started on my second foot, but I studied her. She was holding back, and I knew exactly what she wanted ask me. "Something you want to talk about other than my plans for the night?" I asked, eyebrows raised, pretending to be curious.
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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 10, 2013 14:27:48 GMT -6
WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE I watched Sammie sitting on the bed, asking me to be honest with her. For me to tell her what was on my mind. "Well..." I began, thinking of how to word it. "You told me at the barn you were in trouble. Do you...want to talk about it?" I asked her, hoping for a response. taggedwho?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 10, 2013 18:22:04 GMT -6
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I looked at her for a few excruciating moments before turning back to my toes, finishing off the last foot. I pulled my phone out of my purse and turned the power off. If anyone had found some way to hack into my audio system and to listen to our conversation, that would hopefully foil their plan. I stood up and locked the doors and windows. Then, I turned to Kate, my eyes dark and haunted and wary.
Maybe I shouldn't be telling her about this. So many of the texts had been about keeping it quiet, not telling anyone about the messed up stuff - seriously messed up stuff - happening in my life. She was so innocent and sweet- could she even handle it? I sighed, calming and composing myself. "A lot of people don't like me. Or at least, are scared of me. You know that, right?" I began, looking at her with my eyebrows raised.
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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 13, 2013 6:50:11 GMT -6
WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE I bit my lip. I knew that. Everyone knew that. Sammie was easy to like. But hard to like. Some people hated her and others loved her. There was no in between because everyone knew her. "Yeah," I said, trying to find the words. "Some people are really nasty. They just don't know you. People need someone else to be mean to to make themselves feel better and it can hurt." I told her, trying to be understanding. I cocked my head, waiting for Sammie to continue. taggedwho?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 13, 2013 17:28:15 GMT -6
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I smiled at her. She was amazing to try and be nice about it- but the truth was, I was a total bitch and you can accept it or be a rebel, but either way I'd always come out on top. "You don't have to sugar coat it. Admit that you've probably even been scared of me at some point." I said, grinning and tilting my head before remembering what this whole thing was about.
My face turned grave. "Anyway. Some people really don't like me." I said, looking at her so she knew I was serious. "Someone - or some people..." I paused and looked at my lap. "Look, Kate. I've done some stuff recently that might make people want me to die." I said, my eyes shut, not wanting to see her face when she reacted to the bomb I'd just dropped.
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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 13, 2013 19:08:38 GMT -6
WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE The room was quiet. The world was quiet. The thunder and lighting had stopped for that moment before cracking once again, making me jump. My stomach dropped. "Like...try to..." I didn't need to ask. I stopped myself. I could feel my heart racing. I knew Sammie was a bitch sometimes (it was one of the reasons I was her friend) and I knew she had done some bad stuff, but I had never thought that anyone would actually try to...kill her. Or kill anyone. I looked out the window, half expecting to see a face outside. I turned away, my back to the window, my face to the wall. I knew what I had to tell Sammie and I knew she would say no. I knew she didn't want to hear it. She wanted to handle it herself, but I knew what was right. "I think," I began, my voice shaking. I urged myself to just blurt it out. Just say it. "Ithinkweneedtotellsomeoneoryouneedtotellsomeonebutsomeoneneedstoknowyouhavetotellsomeone" I said quickly, my words blending together. I slowed my words, saying them slower and more clear. "We need to tell someone." taggedwho?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 14, 2013 21:18:54 GMT -6
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I stared at her, my face flat, standing up and putting a hand on my hip, glaring at her. I totally knew she'd say something like that, she was such a goody-two-shoes. Not that I minded that most of the time, but at the moment it wasn't doing me any good. "Oh my god, Kate. Are you stupid?" I snapped, not really thinking through my words, more throwing them out there in a sort of panicked frenzy. "Don't you dare make me regret including you in the first place." I said again, loudly as a crack of thunder boomed and lightning lit up the window for a second. I had to yell to be heard over the storm outside. There wasn't an ounce of light left outside and night had devoured us.
I slowly approached the door as the lights in the dorm flickered. I opened it up, ready to leave before spinning around in the doorframe. Just as the lights flickered again, a placed a slender, french manicured finger to my lips. "Shhh..." I managed shakily between the flickers of light before it became dark alltogether and I slammed the door shut, disappearing into the night.
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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 15, 2013 10:16:34 GMT -6
WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WE THOUGHT
EVERYONE WAS ON OUR SIDE Sammie closed the door behind her without a goodbye. Stupid and safe were two different things. Was I stupid? No. Was I safe? Yes. So what Sammie said hurt. I wrinkled my eyebrows, upset. It was obvious Sammie didn't want me to say anything. She had told me this in strictest confidentiality and I knew that by telling anyone I could destroy our friendship. I checked my watch 4:49. It wasn't late, which meant all shops would be open and everyone was up. I didn't want to go out, not in this weather. That wasn't what I was planning. I picked up my phone off the table and stuffed it in my back pocket. I opened the door and grabbed my key, locking it behind me, and walked down the hallway. "Hi Kate! Quite a storm. Is everything okay?" "Well...actually...no." The concerned dorm monitor watched me with worried eyes, waiting for me to continue. I did. taggedwho?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 15, 2013 10:19:41 GMT -6
OOC: did kate tell her abt sammie?
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Post by Kate Perselie on Jun 15, 2013 14:06:51 GMT -6
ooc: yeah she told her. should sammie confront kate or find out or something?
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Post by Sammie Leger ♥ on Jun 15, 2013 15:40:12 GMT -6
ooc: yes but i'm not gonna let it get out, ok? like the authorities can't get involved it's not part of the plot.. and yeah sammie will find out and be a bitch to her
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