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Dec 17, 2020 09:18AM
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(Do injust respond with she qasnt there? Cuz i dint wanna explain why rn)
(Mkay.)
Daisy was sitting in her room with the door locked. It was the only place in the house that didnt smell like alcohol and tobacco. She was nursing her newest bruise, just under her eye.
Daisy was sitting in her room with the door locked. It was the only place in the house that didnt smell like alcohol and tobacco. She was nursing her newest bruise, just under her eye.
This one had been a result of getting a fist thrown at her face for waking up her dad. The blood soaking thr back of her hair was from the bottle
(Ight sounds good. Whens the next interaction?)
Daisy didnt shownup at school again for another week. Thatsbhow long it took for the bruise to fade. She still kept her hood up to hide the back of her head. She headed to her first class of the day
Daisy noticed Ezra and smiled. Didnt want to bring attention to herselfz but also thought itd be nice to thank him. Only she forgot his name. That wasnt good. "Um... excuse me?" she said as she passed him
"Excuse me?" daisy said again, a liytle bit louder.
Daisy smiled at him faitnly "I... i just wanted to thank you for getting Abby to take me home..." she said, sming
she nodded, grinn8ng a little "Youre sweet."
she nodded "Well um.. okay, ill be off. Tell Abby I said hey, I guess"
(No offense but i feel like this is going nowhere)
(Yea i get that but without someone to connect them theres gonna be nothing. Cuz shes konda the same. She tries to be polite but further from that she doesnt connect withwr)
Later that day, during Ezras art class, the teacher, Mr. Buex, pronounced 'Bo', announced they would be introducing a new student. "I would like to introduce Daisy Sallow to our class. I wouls like everyone to be kind to her, as she's a year younger than most of you." Daisy waved nervously. She noticed Ezra was there, but couldnt catch his eye. Mr. Buex pointed to a table opposite the window. Daisy complied
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/9640586...
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/9640586...
Mr. Beux clapped his hands, smiling at the class. "Now everyone, today I would like to introduce our next big project. You will be set up in pairs, meaning No more than two for those of you who didn't pass math-" he winked at a boy in the back, earning chuckles from a few of the students. "And I would like you guys to select your partner AFTER class, yes, Maleki, eyes up here." he pointed at Ezra "I would like you to hang back for a second after class." He went on to explain the assignment
Daisy filled with dread. She was going to have to pair with a some random senior she didn't know for a project that she could've done on her own. If she'd known Mr. Beux better, she might talk to him, but she didn't so she couldn't
(nah, youre good. and happy new year to you too!)
Daisy filled with dread. She was going to have to pair with a some random senior she didn't know for a project that she could've done on her own. If she'd known Mr. Beux better, she might talk to him, but she didn't so she couldn't
(nah, youre good. and happy new year to you too!)
Mr. Beux took his glasses off and set them on his desk. He waited for the class to empty. Daisy was one of the last out. She waved meekly at him, and he nodded to her, smiling as she left the room. He turned his attention back to Ezra. "Now, Mr. Cromwell. I understand you've had interactions with young Ms. Salow?" He asked, smiling
Mr Beux nodded proudly. "Good for you. Now listen, I would like to ask you if you're comfortable with being her partner for this next project. I can't begin to imagine how hard it must be for her to do this, and I feel she would better adjust having something familiar close to her. If that's all right with you." He said, speaking in his usual outgoing manner, only quieter.
Mr. Beux nodded, gratefully "Thank you, Ezra, that will be all." He said, nodded. He was normally less formal in non-disciplinary interactions. He nodded at Ezra saying he could exit.
Daisy jumped, yelping and dropping her sketchbook. She turned around, holding her arm over her head as to protect herself from anything that might come, as if she could protect herself from anything
(art and psychology???)
Daisy had no idea what to say. She stared at the page. She didn't know much about guys but it felt like he'd just given her his number. That was weird. She didn't want to misinterpret but she didn't want his number... he was nice and all but he wasn't her type, really... She put it in her bag and decided to think about it later.
Daisy had no idea what to say. She stared at the page. She didn't know much about guys but it felt like he'd just given her his number. That was weird. She didn't want to misinterpret but she didn't want his number... he was nice and all but he wasn't her type, really... She put it in her bag and decided to think about it later.
(yeah but im not taking a psych class- im prob taking a forensic sciences class. I am rlly interested in pyschology though. i just wouldnt excel there. I mean right now im having fun doing a project on DID while helping my friend with her project on Social Anxiety and my other on their project over Clinical Depression. So im definitly interested and im also giving you an entire novel when you just want to rp-)
Daisy got home, climbing through her window as she didn't want to face her dad at the moment. She looked at the notebook and sighed. Her dad had 'confiscated' her phone, so she was forced to use a computer. She composed a message and sent it.
' howdee! this is daisy! i was just texting u to follow up on the art project! u said u wanted to work together? im fine with that. just text me and let me know how you wanna do it 👉😎👉 '
Daisy got home, climbing through her window as she didn't want to face her dad at the moment. She looked at the notebook and sighed. Her dad had 'confiscated' her phone, so she was forced to use a computer. She composed a message and sent it.
' howdee! this is daisy! i was just texting u to follow up on the art project! u said u wanted to work together? im fine with that. just text me and let me know how you wanna do it 👉😎👉 '
(and yes that is an accurate representation of how a closeted bisexual texts. i should know. my best friend is exactly like that)
(hah- lol im pan too)
Daisy switched to the tab upon hearing the notification sound. She tilted her head, thinking. She wasn't good at making plans. She preferred just doing what other people wanted to do.
' oof. can you just come up with a schedule? im not too great at ✨p l a n n i n g ✨ ' she responded. She switched to another screen and frowned. The email she'd just received was disconcerting.
Daisy switched to the tab upon hearing the notification sound. She tilted her head, thinking. She wasn't good at making plans. She preferred just doing what other people wanted to do.
' oof. can you just come up with a schedule? im not too great at ✨p l a n n i n g ✨ ' she responded. She switched to another screen and frowned. The email she'd just received was disconcerting.
She thought a moment
' well... yes but actually no. she replied. Her dad mad when she got home late sometimes. lets just go with nine she said, to be safe.
' well... yes but actually no. she replied. Her dad mad when she got home late sometimes. lets just go with nine she said, to be safe.
Daisy thought for a minute. She didn't like going into things blindy, but again, Ezra seemed trustworthy enough she texted back
' kk. ill be there. adios. ✌️ '
' kk. ill be there. adios. ✌️ '
(lol nah youre good. puerto rican sounds good tho)
(ts to when?)
(ts to when?)
(okay sounds good)
After the school day was over, Daisy tried her best to get out to the parking lot as fast as she could to meet up with Ezra. She was held up momentarily because once again she had forgotten her stupid locker combination. She exited the building with all of her stuff and made her way to the student lot and began looking for Ezra.
(i assume lockers are common. my high school doesnt have any so idk)
After the school day was over, Daisy tried her best to get out to the parking lot as fast as she could to meet up with Ezra. She was held up momentarily because once again she had forgotten her stupid locker combination. She exited the building with all of her stuff and made her way to the student lot and began looking for Ezra.
(i assume lockers are common. my high school doesnt have any so idk)
(oop)
Daisy began getting uncomfortable as she didn't see Ezra. Maybe all of this was just a joke and he wasn't going to show up. Seeing as that happened with Trevor a lot, it wasn't a foreign idea to her.
Daisy began getting uncomfortable as she didn't see Ezra. Maybe all of this was just a joke and he wasn't going to show up. Seeing as that happened with Trevor a lot, it wasn't a foreign idea to her.
Daisy turned, yelping. She seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. Yelping, that is. She turned about abruptly. "What-?" She saw him standing there "Oh, it's you uh..." She thought a moment "Crom... something."
She nodded slightly and followed him. She looked at him expectantly. Her father had 'taught' her not to enter a man's car or home without permission. Punishment: physical harm.
Daisy tilted her head questioningly "Can I get in? Sorry I just... I'm not allowed to like.. enter places without permisson. It's something my dad taught me." She wanted to ad 'Don't ask me why it makes no sense' but disrespect was also a big no-no
Daisy got into the car and buckled in. She set her bookbag at her feet and pulled out her sketchbook and began sketching, losing herself in the art.
She happened to glance up as they pulled in. She smiled and packed her book back into her bag and waited for him to get out before stepping onto the pavement herself. She waited for him to enter the cafè.
Daisy smiled at him and muttered a 'thank you' as she walked through. She waited for him to speak to the barista or find a table. Whatever he preferred to do
Daisy looked up at him and pointed to a simple iced strawberry tea. She was hoping he'd understand by her expression and not make her talk to the barista. She stood waiting for him to order.
Daisy nodded meekly "Yes sir- I mean okay... sorry." She muttered, blushing and shuffling away to a secluded table
Daisy took her drink timidly and kept her head down, not looking at him. She triad not to make eye contact with people very often. It was better not to offend people. "Thank you, Crom..." She trailed off
She looked up surprised, then immediatly looked back down "Wh-why do you... v-voice recording?"
Daisy nodded, not understanding why he needed it but she didn't want him to misinterpret her mood, so she agreed. "Yea, sure."
Ezra pulled up his camera and set it to video and pressed record, holding the mic end towards her."Just say 'I am Daisy Sallow' with conviction." He explained.
She tilted her head confused. "Okay.... I am Daisy Sallow " She repeated with conviction.
(whats he doing that for? just wondering)
She nodded feeling uncoforble. She didn't know what that was for "No problem?"
She nodded feeling uncoforble. She didn't know what that was for "No problem?"
(uncomfortable* srry me and my friends have a joke so it autocorrects to uncoforble)
Daisy pulled out her book and began drawing her 'dream partner'. A Gender fluid person about three five with red hair, died blonde at the tips and blue eyes and freckles everywhere. She smiled down at the paper.
She looked up at him and tilted her head. Normally people talk a lot around her as she didn't talk a lot "So..." She tried, not knowing how to make conversation
She gulped nervously "So uh... tell me a little bit about y-yourself?" She said, quietly
She sighed "Well... I'm a junior in high school. I uh.. do... art?" She said, pausing every now and then "And I hardly exist uhm... anywhere."
(wow, tough crowd-)
Daisy nodded uncoforbly. She kinda wanted to make conversation now... it was weird. The last person she spent time with was Abby, and she was pretty talkative, so this was weird.
Daisy nodded uncoforbly. She kinda wanted to make conversation now... it was weird. The last person she spent time with was Abby, and she was pretty talkative, so this was weird.
