Via_Amarth
Wicked Me
She grew angry with him for having got into trouble, even though he couldn't help it. this was serious though, it sounded like something similar to I.R.'s encounter and it worried her. No smile were on his lips as she helped Met on teh bike and they drove off. Sure, she drove pretty safely now, but only cause he was hurt and didn't hold onto him taht very tight. "What are you weak or something?" She taunted, looking over her shoulder and then felt his grip getting firmer. She picked up the speed and was kinda sorry as she saw the school. She would have liked to drive it for a little bit longer.
Via told some guy to park the thing and absently was going to support Met, but he had too much pride to accept it and walked on his own, eventhough she could see he was hurt. Good, no-one likes a weakling.
Were it a normal day she would have just walked of on her own, but, eventhough she didn't want to admit it, she had longed for the drugs all day and she didn't want to be alone right now. So after she had recived the keys she went to the nurse's office to wait for Met. She leaned against the wall outside, her arms crossed over her chest and her head down so that her hair fel over parts of her face. She had to do something while she waited and took out another lemongrass-cigg. But, respecting the rules of the school(well somedays anyways) she didn't liight it but pulled out a straw and put the end in her mouth, just sucking on it. Wonder what school it is that's behind the attacks and wonder how I will feel in an hour or two without greenity... She closed and opened her eyes and put on some music of her mp3. Death, yeah, they rocked..or more of death-metal-ed. Listening to the growls of the awsome singer and all the instruments mixing into a caothic blend calmed her down. Now she just had to wait...
Via told some guy to park the thing and absently was going to support Met, but he had too much pride to accept it and walked on his own, eventhough she could see he was hurt. Good, no-one likes a weakling.
Were it a normal day she would have just walked of on her own, but, eventhough she didn't want to admit it, she had longed for the drugs all day and she didn't want to be alone right now. So after she had recived the keys she went to the nurse's office to wait for Met. She leaned against the wall outside, her arms crossed over her chest and her head down so that her hair fel over parts of her face. She had to do something while she waited and took out another lemongrass-cigg. But, respecting the rules of the school(well somedays anyways) she didn't liight it but pulled out a straw and put the end in her mouth, just sucking on it. Wonder what school it is that's behind the attacks and wonder how I will feel in an hour or two without greenity... She closed and opened her eyes and put on some music of her mp3. Death, yeah, they rocked..or more of death-metal-ed. Listening to the growls of the awsome singer and all the instruments mixing into a caothic blend calmed her down. Now she just had to wait...