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Post by madeline on Aug 13, 2012 0:59:28 GMT -5
"This thing really is adorable, you know. You should bring him over more often." Maddie said, while stroking the sugar glider who was resting on her stomach. She was laying on her back on her bed, with her head resting on her math book. They had intended to do homework, but she was a bit too easily entertained. Besides, this sugar glider was absolutely adorable. She had a pet squirrel once when she was younger. It was a bit of a hell raiser, but Mona's sugar glider seemed to be rather friendly. "What did you say his name was again?" She asked, turning her head to look over at Mona. It was evening, so Maddie was in her pajama's - which consisted of a pair of spandex shorts and a tank top. She really only wore this type of clothing at night. She liked to keep it classy.
With a small groan she set the sugar glider on the bed next to her and rolled over onto her stomach, propping her elbows up on the book that she did have her head on. "This is so boring. Why can't our teachers just stop assigning us so much damn homework." She said, resting her head on her hands and kicking her legs lightly over her back. She took her elbows off of the book and started flipping through it a little bit. The numbers jumped out at her like a spider on a hot plate, and she hated it. She was good in school, and usually kept good grades, but math was her weakest subject. Unfortunately, it was the only one that she had homework for tonight. Glancing back over at Mona, she slammed the book shut and sat up criss cross on her bed, placing her hands on her knees.
"We should find something else to do." She said, smiling at the other girl before picking the sugar glider back up. "Does he actually fly?" The name sugar glider sounded like something that would fly, and she held him up in her hands like rafiki holding up Simba, like she was expecting the creature to fly. However, instead, it jumped down onto her head and scuttled down her back, causing her to squeel a little and arch her back before it crawled onto her bed. She laughed a little, and brushed her hair back out of her face, before leaning forward and looking at Mona, her head resting on her hands. "So - any ideas?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. She wasn't very good at coming up with ideas. And obviously they couldn't sit here forever and pretend to do homework.
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Post by MONA FAITH LANDRY on Aug 14, 2012 2:30:10 GMT -5
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god to a non-believer.
mona honestly loved her sugar glider and she wouldn't know what to do without him. He was her constant companion when her family was slowly drifting apart, and she relied on him. This was why she felt the need to sneak him into the dorms. She had maddie, but she needed her little buddy with her. It just wasn't the same, living without him. Mona laid on her stomach, tapping a pencil against her blank piece of paper as her dorm mate talked. ”i just don't want the ra to find out,” she said, nervous about what would happen if the ra found her pet. It probably wouldn't be too bad, she'd just get a detention or something. She had plenty of those, anyway. Mona looked up to her friend, scantily clad for beddy bye time. She wore an oversized iron maiden shirt herself. ”oranges. Don't ask, it was my baby brother's idea.” she let brian name him because he seemed to be enamored with the animal. But who couldn't be, it was simply adorable. It was one the only thing she let anyone see her coo over, because everyone fawned over cute little pets.
Maddie's groan was only heard and not seen as she looked back at where she was supposed to be writing down the answers to all these problems. ”because they clearly aren't good at their jobs and think they can make up for it by giving us shit tons of homework, hoping the book can teach better than them.” it seemed like a reasonable enough theory to her. She wasn't very fond of her teachers, but right now she wasn't really fond of school. As a matter of fact, she wasn't fond of anything. Taking the other thunder girl's cue, she shut her notebook and sat up, leaning against the wall that her bed was pushed up to. She didn't like to sleep with it too far away, it was just something that she had taken with her from childhood.
Something else to do? Mona was mulling over what ever they could do as she gazed up at the ceiling before maddie apparently changed her train of thought. She looked down in time to see Maddie drop the animal down her back and onto the bed. It almost made her laugh, but she rarely did that anymore. So she simply smirked. ”that answer your question, mad?” she asked, shaking her head. It didn't even glide very much, contrary to his name. She wasn't going to try to throw him from the roof or anything to test out how well his name suited him. ”well...we could go to the mess hall, break into the fire dorms, make out, prank the water students, sneak down to the lake,” she listed them off with her fingers. ”did I mention make out?” she said it with a very sly sort of smile, and with how mona was nowadays, it went to show that she was very serious about this.
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Post by madeline on Aug 14, 2012 11:31:22 GMT -5
Maddie nodded at Mona's statement. "Yeah that probably wouldn't be good. But just... stuff him in your shirt or something if they come in. Might think you've got some weird growth but I don't think they'll say "Hey there's a sugar glider in your shirt. Detention!" She said, in her best obnoxious professor voice that she could muster. She wasn't real great with impressions and the like, but she could try. It wasn't out of her talent zone if she really tried. She was an actress, so accents would come in time she figured. Accents and impressions. "Oranges." She repeated, not able to stop the small smile from coming over her face. "You've got one creative little brother."
Maddie hated homework. She really did. She was good in school and always had good grades, but that didn't mean she liked it. Esspecially, it seemed, since she had Mona in her dorm this year it made it harder. The previous year she didn't even like her dorm mates. And as her first year she felt the immense need to try harder in school. She figured it was an all first years thing. This year she really only put a lot of effort into her music and theater classes. She was going to be famous someday, she was determined. "I second that theory." She said with a small sigh. "And the book sucks. Maybe if they used pretty pictures or something. But all those numbers make my head hurt." She really hated math. Though she didn't think anybody really liked it, but hey. Maybe some people did.
Oranges climbing down her back and head was a bit of a strange experiance. The little claws didn't hurt but they did feel weird. It was like a squirrel mixed with a bat. "Yeah I guess. Maybe we should teach it to fly!" She said, trying to sound excited about it. Then her attention turned back to Mona when she started listing off things they could do. At the end of her list, she raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but smirk a little. "Yeah, I think you mentioned it." Maddie wasn't really bisexual. It was more that she was really undecided, or curious about it. She hadn't ever kissed - or made out with a girl - but she couldn't see why not? "I don't see why not..." She said, smirking a little more at her friend. "But we can't if you're all the way over there.."
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Post by MONA FAITH LANDRY on Aug 15, 2012 20:17:45 GMT -5
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god to a non-believer.
the blond looked down at her shirt. huh. that could work actually. she didn't mind being thought of as having a weird, animal shaped tumor. the shirt was big enough to hide it and not make anyone suspicious, at least. "we'll just have to hope our lovely ra doesn't come in and check in on us." she didn't like being disturbed, anyway. she was akin to a hibernating bear, best left to rest unless she came up to you. and even when she did approach, she usually just wanted to steal your food or assault you with her claws. you couldn't win either way. "he's a cute kid, but i don't know about him in the smartness department." she loved her siblings, but she worried about brian. especially after finding out what he was depicting with his art skills. well, there was nothing she could do about how he was dealing with his mother's diagnosis.
mona laughed when her friend suggested the book should have more pictures. it was one of those rare occasions that she let such raw emotion show, but in the privacy of their dorm, it seemed all right. "and maybe some doctor seuss rhymes. the pythagorean theorem is a confangled design when finding all of the triangles sides." okay, that was a faux-rhyme, but she tried her best. she was no doctor seuss, and wasn't very poetic to begin with, so people who judged should be kind to her.
mona shook her head. "i think he'll end up in a sugar glider hospital if we tried." poor thing, all floppy and without the necessary control over his wings to fly. he'll get better though, if maddie had anything to say about it. at least, that's what she suspected. it actually surprised her when maddie agreed, thinking the girl would just take it as a joke. she hadn't a clue that her friend was at all bi-curious, but it was interesting to learn. with a sly grin, she hoped over to maddie's bed, saying, "no, guess not," before pressing her lips against the other girl's, running her hand through her brown hair. she should be thinking about the fact that she might destroy a friendship, but even if something happened, she hoped that they could just be friends and chalk this up to two bored girls experimenting.
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Post by madeline on Aug 17, 2012 0:43:47 GMT -5
"We can always hope!" She said, trying to sound enthusiastic. She also didn't like getting disturbed. She wasn't super energetic and outgoing - unless she was on stage, but she didn't mind talking to people. However, when she didn't want to be disturbed, she could get pretty upset. More like a dramatic little teenage girl but, still. "Hey, not everybody can be perfect like us." She mused outloud, and flipped her hair as if it actually meant something. She was obviously kidding - nobody was perfect. Certainly not her. She knew that she wasn't perfect in the least. And neither was Mona - nobody was.
Maddie also laughed after Mona's little rhyme. It was pretty cute, she thought. "Hey hey, not bad! Better than I could do! We should just start calling you Dr. Landry." She said, before pausing for a moment like she was thinking. "That actually doesn't sound so bad!" She laughed again a little bit at her joke - rather amused by it, actually. She wasn't great at writing poetry, or making up rhymes that didn't sound stupid. That really wasn't her strong suit. "But really... they need to make this books more attention span friendly..." She said, making almost a hissing sound by sucking in air. The math book bored her to death. Past death, really. If you could die past death.
Maddie twisted up her lip in thought, looking at the sugar glider. Definitely don't want that." She said, sighing a little. She wanted to see it fly. "Maybe if we strapped a little jet pack onto him... give him a dream. Let him fly!" She said, making something that resembled a bird with her hands and symbolically making them fly away. She really did want to see the little squirrel like thing fly. She actually felt a little nervous as Mono propped up on her bed and pressed her lips against hers. She pressed back, moving her hand up to run through the other girls hair. It was different, certainly, and inwardly admitting that she didn't like it as much as kissing a guy - but she supposed that was a good thing - that was the point in experimenting right? It wasn't bad though.. After a moment she pulled away just a little bit, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Not bad.. Where'd you learn to kiss like that?"
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Post by MONA FAITH LANDRY on Aug 17, 2012 16:36:02 GMT -5
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god to a non-believer.
maddie might just have been mona's antithesis. She didn't have hope for anything. She always expected the worst outcome for everything. If it didn't happen now, it would happen some time in the future. She might not have always been that way, but she supposed it happened when recent times had given her the worst case scenarios in everything. There was no believing in the best anymore. ”course not, don't be silly,” she said, and half the time even her joking sounded serious. It was the dry sense of humor she'd gotten from her mother. Her lips did twitch when the other girl flipped her hair like a pompous bitch right out of a teen movie. Mona shook her head. She didn't mind sharing her dorm with the friend at all, even if she tortured her poor little sugar glider. He was fine, and as a matter of fact liked her. He was a sweet little thing. like sugar, she thought, and it almost made her laugh, but she withheld the urge so she didn't look crazy.
Mona just rolled her eyes at the compliment. It was strange, but the girl made her feel like she could act like her old self and not be judged. Like it was okay to be goofy once in a while. ”i should get my phd in rhyming. Because they totally have that.” it must have been where dr. seuss got his. She did'nt know his real name, but she had learned a while ago and wondered if he actually was a doctor. but she didn't understand how she could be funny to mad, but whatever. the chick was strange, but mona loved her. even while she hissed at her math book. "we should write them a letter. or protest our class until we get new books." and that was clearly a joke, because that would never work. school sucked, and it would continue to suck no matter what they did.
mona did laugh at the idea of a jet pack. "you sound like one of my brothers. i think one of them came up with the idea to attach one of those model rockets to a squirrel." it sounded like a good idea to her at the time, being nine, but of course they couldn't even catch a squirrel. looking back, sometimes her family seemed so redneck. mona didn't go too far, not knowing whether or not this was maddie's first time kissing a girl and wanting her to be careful. when the other girl pulled away, she breathed out a little. she gave a little smirk back, confidence clear in her eyes. She had been experimenting a lot, though it was not something her brothers approved of. But who cared about them and what they thought, they did not have the same relationship as they used to have. ”i practice on my hand,” she said with a face that made it seem she was serious before kissing her again. then she admitted, ”experience. I've been to a lot of parties lately.” and she partied with both boys and girls. Mona blinked. ”don't tell me you're a virgin,” she said flatly, though she was curious.
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Post by madeline on Aug 22, 2012 14:28:19 GMT -5
Maddie did kind of wonder if they had some kind of degree for rhyming. That would be ... interesting. And kind of strange. but she supposed it was possible. After all, all these poets had to learn to rhyme somewhere right? "I'm sure they do. Make's total sense." She said, snorting a little bit and shaking her head. it really didn't, the more she thought about it. Why would you have to have a degree in rhyming? Unless you where going to make nursery rhymes for a living you probably didn't need that. But of course, they needed those nursery rhyme makers also. They had an important role in the world, too! "I agree. We can parade around the classroom holding signs that say "You suck". We would either make a difference or just get kicked out of the classroom... but you know. What ever." She said, shrugging her shoulders a bit. She was joking, obviously. She didn't really want to do that. Or, she did want to, she just knew she wouldn't. She did have a bit of a rebelious streak, which she figured would get worse when she got older, but she wasn't going to do that. Not yet, anyways.
Maddie's mind worked wonders. Sometimes she didn't even understand it. She had random ideas pop into her head at light speed. And usually she said them before she thought about how ridiculous they sounded. Really, putting a jet pack on a squirrel was probably a really dumb idea. In fact, she knew it was a really dumb idea. Why would you do that to a poor squirrel? That was kind of sad, really. "Hey, great minds think alike right?" She said, smirking a little bit. " And anybody who names an animal Oranges has to be a pretty great mind." She said, a smirk on her face as she nodded. She was joking about that, obviously. But she didn't mind. She liked to joke around with her friends. Though, her friends where probably the only ones who really got to see her joke around. At Mona's explanation of her question, she merely blinked and nodded. "I haven't been to any parties this year..." Which was the truth, but she also hadn't the previous year. Hell, the girl hadn't been to a real party ever. Birthday parties and what not where different, so she didn't really think those counted. She needed to get out more. "I, uh.." She started, before biting her lip, feeling a little bit nervous, and hushing her voice, even though nobody else was around to hear. "Is it that obvious?" She was a virgin, but didn't really blurt that out to the world.
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Post by MONA FAITH LANDRY on Aug 26, 2012 4:46:29 GMT -5
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god to a non-believer.
Mona felt like she was far from a phd in anything. Like anyone, she had high hopes, big dreams. She wanted to be something better than what she was now, she wanted to make something of herself. Now she was simply trying to get through each day without cracking under the pressure of a family falling apart. Nothing could have prepared her for what happened after her mother's diagnosis, nothing could have helped her with what was going on now. And nothing could help her anymore, or so she was convinced at this point. ”How about a sit-in? We can chain ourselves to the door and refuse to let anyone in until we get picture books.” Maybe she was just thinking of that Fresh Prince of Bel-Air episode when they were boycotting something or other. She couldn't remember, but she was pretty sure it wasn't the textbooks.
The blond smirked, shaking her head at the great minds think alike words that her friend was saying. ”You give the kid too much credit.” He was a pretty cute boy, though, as everyone older than him liked to say much to his abborance. He was at the age that he wanted to pretend he knew everything. Nine-years-old was the age of burdgening wisdom. Upon the word 'parties', Mona's ears proverbially quirked in a canine way. Now that was something she could help with. ”All I've been doing lately is going to parties, you should come with me. My brother's friends are upperclassman, so I got in with the big shots.” the blond said. Maybe it wasn't something to be proud of, but she didn't act like it was. She just wanted to have fun, or at least that's what she pretended. The reason was much different than that. She wore a crooked little smile on her face as Maddie seemed nervous, and it was really adorable. She could have been a little more tactful with her words, but that was something she sorely lacked in. Besides, this was her homie. She knew what Mo was like. ”Yeah, kind of. But don't worry about it. I mean, its a good thing. People can't talk shit about you.” It was stupid that sleeping with someone made you a target for gossip, and she was learning that the hard way. ”I can't speak for myself though.” Her smile turned into something less cheerful then, however. Something a little more dry.
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