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Oct 01, 2014 05:12AM
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Tara had been sitting in the strawberry fields, hoping that she'd meet somebody new coming from the entrance. She still didn't know many people, yet, people wanted to know her so badly. She didn't get it. She sighed, leaning back, gazing at the ever-changing clouds.
Blaize was walking down the rows of strawberries. He almost tripped over a girl laying on the ground, just barely missing her. "Woah! Sorry..."
Tara jumped, her shadows surrounding her, quicker than she could say anything.
"Ah! Hi...Um. Sorry? I didn't mean to be in your way..." she looked away, shooing away her black mist.
"Ah! Hi...Um. Sorry? I didn't mean to be in your way..." she looked away, shooing away her black mist.
"Oh it's fine..." Blaize smiled, "I'm Blaize by the way."
Tara looked back at him and smiled.
"I'm Tara. Sorry about the, um. mist."
"I'm Tara. Sorry about the, um. mist."
Tara looked back down at herself and sighed.
"What are you doing out here anyway?" Tara asked, not meeting his eyes.
"What are you doing out here anyway?" Tara asked, not meeting his eyes.
"Picking berries.." Blaize held up his basket full of strawberries.
Tara smiled.
"Do you mind if I have one?"
"Do you mind if I have one?"
"Not at all.... Here." He holds out the basket to her. "They're delicious."
Tara picks one off the top and bites into it quickly. They tasted very fresh and sweet.
"Mmmmmm." She smiled and stole the basket from Blaize playfully.
"Mmmmmm." She smiled and stole the basket from Blaize playfully.
"Hey! I need those... " Blaize laughs.
Tara shook her head and more strawberries out of the basket.
Tara laughs as mist blocks his path and acts as a wall.
Zane was laying in one of the aisle dozing off.
((Oh ok then lol))Zane wakes up after feeling someone trip over him.
Thomas sat his favorite hill above the strawberry fields, his journal in hand. He wrote furiously, page after page turning with thoughts, ideas, and different writings. He loved to sneak out before the sun and watch it rise above the fields.
Kendra was walking through the strawberry field. It seemed to be one if the only quiet places at camp.
Thomas noticed a presence nearby. Quickly he closed and wrapped his journal and took off toward the sound. Moving silently through the fields, he pinpointed the intruder and made his way behind. "It's...a little early to be out. Don't ya think?" He smiled softly.
Kendra turned around quickly and tripped. "No... It's not."
"For most people, yeah" Thomas stifled a laugh, he walked over and offered a hand. "Thomas."
"So what are you doing out here? Sorry, I'm used to being alone in the mornings in the fields" Thomas sat under one of the Strawberry bushes
"I always wake up rely early. I decided to go for a walk thins morning." Kendra shrugs and sits next to him and hugs her knees to her chest.
"Same here, I usually don't sleep so I'm up here before the sun." He twirled the pen in his fingers. "So, Kendra, how long've you been here?"
"What do you think so far?" Thomas thought to himself, "A week? Gods...I don't even remember my first week."
Kendra shrugs. "It's ok I guess...."
"I know it's a lot to take in at first. But, you get used to it all. It becomes normal, almost."
"It's not that.... It's just so much like school." Kendra said
Thomas cocked his head, "How so?" He had never been to school. Back in Germany, he had a private tutor, and after coming to America, he never enrolled in any schools.
"Well.... Basically just like highschool everyone fits into certain cliques or groups. Like the Aphrodite kids, the ares kids, the Poseidon kids, and the Zeus kids are all the popular kids who think they can do whatever they want and don't care about anyone else but themselves."
He chuckled. "Look, you've only been here a week. I promise you, it's not all like that. Yeah, some kids are stubborn douches, but most everyone is kind and welcoming. You just have to show them you are as well. Take part in things, combat training, pegasus riding, something. You find what you're good at, and friends will come naturally."
"I'm not really good at anything....." Kendra said. "And I suck at making friends..."
"Ha, should've seen me. At least you're American. I came from Germany, a young boy with nobody but a blind brother and an overconfident older sister." Thomas looked towards the sunrise and stood up. "Believe me, give it time. You'll not only make friends, you'll have a family."
Kendra stands up also. "I doubt it, but thanks for the encouragement."
Jonny was eating some strawberry's. " my god these are good." Jonny popped another strawberry in his mouth.
Kendra walks into the strawberry field. She wasn't sure why she was here, but she decided to walk around. As she's walking, her pullover sweatshirt gets stuck on one of the strawberry bushes and she can't get it off.
Jonny heard someone so he hid in a bush.
Kendra hears one of the bushes move, but doesn't see anyone. She struggles to get unstuck from the bush and contemplates just taking her sweatshirt off, but doesn't really want people to see how unnaturally skinny she was.
he tried to move but he got stuck on a branch. " great. Hey this would make a good story! Child gets eaten by bush story at 11:00" Jonny muttered to himself.
Kendra heard someone talk. "Hey!" She called to whoever was there.
"Do you think you could help me get unstuck? I got caught on a strawberry bush." Kendra continues to struggle.
