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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 26, 2010 23:55:55 GMT -5
Tessa walked slowly down the hallways of the school. She had always wanted to go to a school, never had the chance though. Since she was brought up in her parents home, she was taught everything by her mother when it came to school. Her father of course taught her other things.
She fiddled as she looked around. Everything was in chaos. There was blood on the floor, which caused her to shiver. There was trash everywhere! All the locker doors were open or torn off, dented, etc. She stopped in the middle of the hallway and closed her eyes.
"One, two, three. Red, green, blue. Left, right, up, down." She whispered as her mind tried to fix the mess that had been made with the silly words. My first time in a school and it looks like this! She thought.
Tessa opened her eyes and saw a puddle of... oh god, who knows what!? She started to whimper and her bottom lip trembled. "I need a broom. I need a mop. I need something. This can't stay like this. I have to do something." She said frantically but she didn't move from the spot she was standing at. She was frozen and in near hysterics.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 0:03:27 GMT -5
Desiree had her guitar strapped to her back as she strolled into the school in hopes of finding some extra guitar strings in the music room. She opened the doors to the school and nearly fell in shock at what she saw. Everything was trashed, and was that blood in a few spots?!
"Holy..." muttered the musician, resisting to add anymore to that. She heard murmuring nearby and tried finding the voice it belonged to. maybe she could find the one responsible for the mess? She didn't like schools of course, but she didn't like someone thinking they could ruin a building like this!
Instead of finding some punk kid or anything like she had expected, she found a rather innocent looking girl, obviously in shock of the hall's current condition, much like herself. "Hey, you..." she started, not sure if she should say something or not. "You wouldn't happen to know who did this, would you...?"
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 0:16:41 GMT -5
Tessa gasped and turned around sharply. Her eyes were already nearly tear filled, just by the mess. She started to murmur again about random things that followed an order. She stopped herself and took a shaky breath. "I don't know..." She whispered, risking a look around her before she stopped and closed her eyes. "I-I just came here to see what a school looked like... and it looks like this..." she stopped a squeezed her eyes shut to keep from crying.
"Why does it look like this? Who would do this? Why isn't this school open and actually working? Where's all the kids?" She stopped herself, she was starting to ramble on to a complete stranger. About a school.
She started to mutter again. "I need a broom, a mop, disinfectant..." The list went on...
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 0:25:18 GMT -5
Desiree looked at the girl oddly for a moment or two, walking over to her and putting an arm around her. "Hey, it's alright, kid." she said, trying to calm her down. "We'll find some stuff to clean this up... and just go from there, alright?" she asked, putting on a cheerful and determined grin for her. "Name's Desiree, by the way. Desiree Diaz."
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 0:37:52 GMT -5
Tessa sniffled and nodded. "Okay... but it's so much! Who would do such a thing!?" she asked. She stopped herself from ranting on.
"I'm Tessa. Tessa Clare." she answered with a weak smile. "I just came to look at the school... I thought it would be filled with kids, books, clean crisp white paper, pencils, pe-" She stopped herself from listing every school supply she knew. "I just didn't think it'd look like this..." she finished closing her eyes in disgust.
She was breathing through her mouth so that she wouldn't have to smell it... It was awful. Never had she seen something like this. She was normally shielded from this stuff... No wonder her parents didn't let her come here... It looked like a battle had happened.
She sighed. "I'm sorry... I just... I'm not used to things like this..." She muttered lamely. She then started to count under her breath. "1, 2, 3..."
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 0:45:17 GMT -5
The musician sighed and rubbed Tessa's shoulder a little. "I didn't expect to see this kinda thing, either." she agreed. "But hey, lemme put my guitar up in the music room and we'll com back and clean all this up." she looked at Tessa to see if he could get her to calm down or not. She wasn't too good at calming people down, but it was worth a try, right?
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 0:49:33 GMT -5
Tessa opened her eyes and looked at Desiree with a hopeful look. "Will you bring back a broom, mop, dustpan, trash-bags, window cleaner, disinfectant, a lot of disinfectant... a bucket, rags, and-" she stopped. "Sorry..." She muttered. Tessa wasn't coping too well... she had to clean this place up.
She then started muttering the alphabet.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 1:03:11 GMT -5
Desiree sighed and smiled. "How about you come with me?" there was no way on earth Dez was gonna remember to bring back all of that stuff. She took Tessa's hand and started to lightly tug her forward. "It's alright, just calm down, okay?"
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 1:09:25 GMT -5
Tessa nodded and gripped Desiree's hand as they walked out of the mess. She had to pull herself together. She didn't want Desiree to think that she was some type of crazy person. She just liked things in order and clean. "So does this mean we get to go to the store?" She asked excitedly. "I've never been to a store before!" She said giggling as they exited the mess of a school. "And I get to pick out all the stuff too?" She asked, her excitement growing tenfold.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 1:27:43 GMT -5
Desiree grinned a little lighter at Tessa. "Sure, kid, whatever ya like." she had a lot of money from saving up and playing out on the streets for people. "But, if we're goin' to the store, looks like I won't have to put Sara Jo up after all." she said, referring to her precious guitar.
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 1:35:58 GMT -5
Tessa squealed happily, ignoring the kid comment. "Yay!" She hugged Desiree from the side and continued pulling her along quickly. She noticed the name she said and raised an eyebrow. "That's your guitar's name? It's pretty." She commented.
Tessa then thought about how they were going to pay for the stuff. "Oh, you don't have to pay by the way. I have plenty of money." She said with a smile as she pulled her hand and skipped along merrily.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 1:47:52 GMT -5
Desiree laughed at Tessa's happiness and nodded. "Thank you, named her after a song." she stated, proud. "But, I don't want you wasting your money." she told her. "I wouldn't mind payin' for it myself."
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 1:55:25 GMT -5
Tessa shook her head at the young girl. "I'm older, I can pay. I have a large amount of funds. Don't worry bout it." She said with a smile as they continued down the street. "So you're Ookami? Me too!" She said excitedly
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 27, 2010 2:12:20 GMT -5
Desiree blinked, a little surprised to hear that Tessa was older. "Older?" she asked, a little confused. She shrugged it off. "And yeah, I'm Ookami, looks like we're clanmates." she laughed.
"So how long ya been in the clans, Tess'?" she asked her new friend curiously.
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Post by Tessa Clare on Dec 27, 2010 2:14:56 GMT -5
Tessa giggled lightly. Nobody ever believed she was older. Ever. "I've been in the clan since I got here. So... 18, 19, 20, 21, and 22. This is my 5th year!" She announced proudly with a large smile.
"How long have you been in?" She asked Desiree with wide, innocent eyes.
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