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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 11:35 am
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Jared shivered thinking about it, it wasn't as if he was disgusted but he was surprised she had "kinks" apparently this school has more to it than meets the eye. "Uh we don't need to get to that babe this is just our first date." he replied "And the name's Jared." he added which was probably the only name he'd get right in public. "I have a question for you, is there ever a time where you aren't hopped up on whatever drug you're on? i mean i know you probably have it made with the whole good grades and teacher's pet sh!t but 12th isn't normally the happiest grade on earth." he asked feeling the number of stares growing as they talked, word was finally getting around that he and Shay were hanging out he wasn't sure if that was good news or not but 2 wks of playing with the cool kids, getting free stuff from the rich kids' parent's stores, and bullying who he wanted or sicking his groupies on anyone that crossed him jared was beginning to realize that it wasn't all it was cracked up to be...either that or it was the spell slowly giving him reasons to drop everything and go for this weird witch in training. Either way the incantation was definitely doing something to him because before anyone "under him" would get no more than a laugh, grunt, or him calling them by the wrong name followed by "i'm out of your league" his friends or at least who he hung out with noticed something was going on and wondered what Shay possibly could be doing that they weren't. They really tried not to care but if a kid could drop the joys of being popular to go for a nobody that could upset the balance of the school. "I don't like her i mean she eats like a starved pig, split ends, and first class creep ugh this is what i have to compete with you know i just want to gut her like the river trout she is." Vivian growled her "back up boyfriend" the co captain of the football team raised an eyebrow. "I don't think we need to go that far d@mn Viv what's up with you lately grandma turtle necks, pants, and i haven't seen you this couple of nights." he questioned "girl stuff and my business is none of you business got it." she snapped before going back to watch the two. "ok....but yeah something needs to be done, before it gets worse." Carla the senior class president added crossing her arms
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 1:01 pm
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She laughed, "You aren't my type." Shay began to put away her containers, "I'm just saying be careful with challenging me -you call me weird and I'll show you weird." The young adult shrugged.
"Cool beans, you've been dudebro so far." She took a swig from her drink before making a face at the question.
"Look, man," Shay became serious, her voice took a dangerous edge to it, "I wish I had medication for my disorder, but there's not." A dry sigh left her as she looked at the outside world for a moment, "I'm not having this conversation with you."
"Nice eating with you," the obligatory statement came out with languid ease as she took on her pack and took off. Lunch was nearly over anyways.
Taking to her phone, she sent out a text; Gala, I'm not feeling well. Can you pick me up in twenty minutes? I want to hand in and pick up my homework.
Her eyebrows came together, trying to sew up all the emotions that threatened to spill out on her face to accompany the frown.
It was still fresh the way Gala cried out on the phone -refusing the Special Education classification 'cause her daughter is no retard. The homework Gala inspected, telling her they were no good as she tore them up and told Shachar to do it again, and it all welled up in her throat.
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She focused on yesterday. Grandmother took her aside to show her an antiquated tome. "Child," the elderly woman began, "I have a story for you."
"Grandma, I have a presentation to practice f-" Shay was cut off by a finger that went on her lips, the old lady shushed her.
"Look, there's a thing called priorities and you're ruining this for me." Grandmother gestured, "I dimmed the lights, put on ominous music, and look over there."
"Is that seriously a fog machine?"
"Precisely, can you appreciate all that I've done -sit down, shush, and look on with wonder," the older woman rolled her eyes, "Kids never appreciate anything. Why do I bother?" The guilt tripping took a good ten minutes, but Shay sat down and the story began. Many, many generations ago there alchemy and magic were commonly practiced.
"Is that really accurate though? Many, many generations?" A dirty look silenced any more questions Shay could've had. Grandmother cleared her throat and continued on explaining how magic wasn't always very reliable so technological and scientific breakthroughs became preferred. Eventually, she got to the point about Shay belonging to a long line of magic practitioners.
"Grandma, seriously this makes no sense. I'm adopted!"
That didn't go over very well, but a tome was tossed in her direction and the child was shoved out of the room, "No more questions! Accept your fate, now go on your journey."
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The nueroatypical lady waited in the office for her mother to sign her out. "Uuuugh," she wondered why it always took forever for Gala to show up.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:27 am
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(Antibiotics made me too unclear to continue writing -my visit to the doctor resulted in the discovery of not one ear infection, but two. Yaaay, but the bright side is that I'm not in pain anymore.)
Gala raised an eyebrow at her attire. Judgement ensued then an offer to go to the mall. "I'm not feeling well," Shay tossed her head back. Mama went on about it was time for them to get work done on their eyebrows.
The incredulous woman hopped out of the car, thanked for the ride, and rushed off to her room. Grandma blocked the way, "Hold up there, youngster."
"What in the world are you wearing?"
"Ceremonial robes," the elderly lady smiled, "Dig it?" Shay hid her disappointment behind a hand -why was she still surprised, she's bright she should have learned by now. "Besides the point!" Grandma's hand flourished into a wave, banishing the thoughts. "You used magic."
Shay's palms raised to the heavens, "Are you serious?"
"Magic is serious business, I'll have you know!" Grandma entered her room, "I need to sit down." She plomped down onto the bed and the interrogation began.
____ (This bit is optional, I do recall you said something about a study session: however, I'm not sure if you want to go through with it by having Jared drop by unannounced.)
Nothing good came from yesterday. Her cuddle competition got sick from an impromptu day trip and grandmother became a schoolgirl at hearing the spell -demanding questions about this bag of dicks named Jared. Shay shouldn't have used the school directory and randomly picked a name.
She nurtured herself with baby food. Those cute packets filled with pureed organic goodies. Second period, computer class -all desire to be in class died.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:15 pm
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(thanks)
All work having been done, Shay nodded mindlessly. Headsets covered her ears with a steady stream that the lovely cast of classically trained celloists rocked out to -Portland Cello Project. "The cello is the closest instrument to the human voice," she informed BQ.
Gran-gran texted: "How's BoD? PS, u should take dis more srsly."
The enchantress decided it would be a good idea to do research in her independent study -only to disprove that tenacious woman. Magic was cooking or the sinfully delicious doujins she read late at night, both to which Shay responded to with yum.
Annoying sophomore from earlier texted her, "o so you're not a lesbian?" "For you? No." The underclassmen elaborated, "no liek rumor is you and that guy from lunch have something going on is that true?" She began to blow up her phone, "he's here he's here, look up look up"
Shay complied, tired of these shenanigans. People warned her high school never ended, but she would make sure in the future not to give out her cell phone so easily. He looked weird. She decided to look up love spells to which she scoffed at the site, "People seriously cast these?" She yawned, "This is why I hate stories with magic."
If you want to undo the effects of a spell you must do so properly by casting a spell designed specifically to undo your old spell.
"That's dumb," she thought to herself -quitting out of that tab, but then again so was BQ's story revolving around this impossible romance between a Japanese spirit fox and a demon.
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 9:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:19 pm
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