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Post by Alex Rivers on Oct 24, 2009 23:49:44 GMT -5
Alex entered Tony's Pizzeria. School had just ended, so she was
still dressed in her navy skirt, as short as the school would aloud
it, white shirt, and navy jacket. Her dark hair was pulled back into
a ponytail. She slipped her jacket off and walked to the counter,
eyes scanning the menu. The guy manning the register was the
typical loser you found manning cash registers: really bad acne,
greasy hair, a bad haircut, and thick glasses.
"Welcome to Tony's Pizzeria," He said in a nasally voice that
made her cringe, "How may I help you?"
"Can I get a small cheese pizza?" she said, biting back the sharp
comment that was one her tongue.
"Coming right up. That'll be five forty-five." She paid the boy and
waited for the pizza. As he handed over the food she spoke up
again.
"Proactive really does work." He looked ready to cry, but Alex
ignored this as she sat down.
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Post by Braelyn Kardos on Oct 26, 2009 18:59:20 GMT -5
“Little harsh, don’t you think?” I sat down without so much as looking at the girl beside me and called the boy over. I took a look at him as I ordered my small pepperoni pizza and silently agreed with the girl. A little proactive wouldn’t do any hard. Id never say as much, I’m not a firm believer in being unnecessarily rude.
I paid him the total of my pizza and waited, taking out my cell to check the time and any messages I might have. There were none of course, I hadn’t really met anybody yet and I didn’t have that good of friends back home to text me anyways.
I gave the girl beside me a sideways glance, like myself, she was still in her Sunset Creek Academy attire, dark hair pulled back into a pony, much like mine was. That was one thing I disliked about the school, uniforms. They were simply, they lacked uniqueness. |
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Post by Alex Rivers on Oct 26, 2009 20:15:57 GMT -5
"Life is harsh." She retorted as she unbuttoned her white shirt to
reveal a white low cut tanktop with silver skulls. She was so
lucky that the schoolshirts weren't all the flimsy, so she wouldn't
get in trouble for the light silver showing though. She pulled up
the small bag she used for her books and began to riffle though.
She pulled out the RENT script and began to mentally run over
Mimi's lines. While she prefered Johanna to Mimi, she thought it
would be fun to challenge herself. "Are you going to try-out for
the fall musical?"
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Post by Braelyn Kardos on Oct 28, 2009 16:49:04 GMT -5
Her questions surprised me, and I couldn’t hold in the laugh that escaped my lips.
“Me? In a musical. Not likely!” I hadn’t quite finished laughing before I answered, so each word was spaced out between gasps. When my laughs subsided, I decided I should elaborate on the why factor.
“I may love singing, but in front of people? That just doesn’t fly for me.” I shook my head a little, and, more to myself then the girl next to me said,
“Which doesn’t make a lot of sense, the stage fright bit, because I play soccer in front of sometimes hundreds of people.”
I turned my attention away from the girl to my own book bag, but instead of retrieving a script, I pulled out the novel I was currently reading. Tempted, the House of Night book 6. I was a little bit of a reading fanatic, aside from soccer; it was probably my other greatest passion.
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Post by Alex Rivers on Oct 28, 2009 18:10:33 GMT -5
"I understand what you mean about the stage-fright thing." Alex
replied, a small laugh bubbling from her lips. "I use to be afraid of
dancing infront of people, even though I praticed it every day-I
was afraid of screwing up. When my boyfriend tricked me into
preforming on stage, I found there was nothing to be afraid of."
Due of a mass transfer, where tons of students transfered to
new schools and left SCA, there where goig to be assigned
dorms. There where really few students now, so the Fall musical
was proabaly going to be post-poned.
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