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Post by Seth Phillips on Jan 8, 2010 20:37:05 GMT -5
The size of this school was really starting to piss Seth Phillips off. It was like he had been wondering the hall ways forever, and he still had no idea what floor he was on. Seriously, what the hell was the point of making a school this fucking huge? They had to be joking.
Getting a rise of anger, Seth slammed his fist into the wall with great force.
"GOD DAMN STUPID FUCKING LAME ASS SCHOOL!" he screamed, loud enough for anyone within a mile to hear him, not literally.
Seth obviously had some issues. Looking down at his knuckles, he watched as some of the blood from hitting the wall so hard trickled down his hand. Smirking at it, he began to lick it off of himself. To Seth, the taste of blood was like chocolate to a fat person. Irresistible.
The smart thing to do would've been to ask anyone he could find where he was, but Seth would never even consider that. He hated people. He hated them with a passion.
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Post by Rorianna Destiny Quinn on Jan 8, 2010 20:48:42 GMT -5
Weird, shy, and a regular "space cadet." These were the words used to describe Rorianna Quinn. Of course they were all apt descriptions. By definition Rorianna was not normal. She never really wanted to be. She didn't need to fit in with a bunch of people who really weren't as intelligent as she was, and she felt no need to impress them.
She was walking to her next class when she saw the boy punch the wall. She winced slightly when the line of profanities left his lips. "Swearing a lot usually doesn't get you anywhere. I take it you are lost?" She asked. She was pretty good at reading people, she always had been. It was a skill one honed when they didn't have any friends. She liked watching people, knowing how they ticked.
Knowing how someone acted was a good way to know how you could get what you want from people. She knew how to manipulate people when she needed to, at least nine times out of ten. This boy, however, was someone who most likely would know when being used. Also he was a bit of a freak, like her, but a little more violent in his reaction.
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Post by Seth Phillips on Jan 8, 2010 21:09:36 GMT -5
Distracted by the sweet tasting blood, Seth didn't even notice the female at first. When she spoke, Seth jumped back a little. He was so preoccupied that he forgot that there could be other teenagers roaming these halls. She asked him if he was lost. That was something he didn't want to hear out of a woman's lips. It made him feel as if she thought she was superior to him. Seth always managed to think the worst as far as the intentions of others. In fact, this woman was probably planning on saying shit about him to all her little bimbo friends. That was something he hated about females. They always had to go back and recite everything to their pack.
Seth smirked as he looked the girl up and down. It wasn't as if she wasn't a good piece of meat or anything, he just wasn't planning on being respectful or anyone. It wasn't really his thing. People were idiots. Stupid pawns in this world with no minds of their own.
"Don't fucking talk to me," Seth warned the woman.
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Post by Rorianna Destiny Quinn on Jan 8, 2010 21:28:27 GMT -5
"And there goes the needless negativity. Typical." Rorianna snorted. People like him were a dime a dozen. Most likely unstable due to some mental illness or past trauma. Sometimes they can just be asswholes, or posers but for some reason she doubted the last one.
"I was just trying to help. There is honestly no need to make an ass of yourself." She told him, rolling her eyes. Why she even tried speaking to highschool students was beyond. They were all the same: rude, loud, and obnoxious. She had thought a boading school far from home would be different. Boy was she naive. It was always the same people with different names, something she would have to deal with for the rest of her life she figured.
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Post by Seth Phillips on Jan 8, 2010 21:37:42 GMT -5
Seth raised an eyebrow at the girl. He had never been spoken to like that. Usually people would just look the other way. Some of the stupid girls in this school would actually run screaming. This girl must have been new. She was actually talking to him. That was something most people in this school wouldn't dare to do.
"Do you really want to be cut open that badly, woman?" Seth twitched a little.
He wasn't even sure how to react to this. Before he was on his medication, he would've probably just picked her up by her throat and slammed her into the wall. It was slightly easier to resist those urges now.
"What is the point of even fucking talking to me? It's not like I'm wearing a sign that says HELP THE FREAK so just keep walking.... I don't need people like you to treat me like I'm stupid just because I'm unable to find my way out of a paper bag."
Seth walked over to her and starred at her face for a moment. Letting out another smirk, he spit in her face.
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Post by Rorianna Destiny Quinn on Jan 8, 2010 21:47:12 GMT -5
She was not amused. Someone else's saliva in her face was not something that she found fun or appealing. It was disgusting. Guess what? Her lack of braing to mouth filter also occasionally added to a lack of brain to action filter. One second she was wiping the saliva off of her face, and the next she was dealing one of her nasty right hooks. Punching, scary, psychopathic guys in the face wasn't usually one of her favored past times.
"Unfortunately I am human. Here's the thing about them. Usually they have this emotion called empathy, otherwise known as compassion. They help people who need it even when they don't ask. So I am fucking sorry I ruined your day by being someone who gives a shit." She growled. Yup she really needed to buy herself a filter because now she was not going to be particularly safe. In fact she was most likely about to get her ass kicked. Did she care? A little, as long as she didn't die in this whole experience, meant she'd move one.
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