Post by arianna rose larabee on Aug 4, 2009 21:06:57 GMT -5
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory[/size][/color]
Things my heart used to know[/size]
Things it yearns to remember...[/font][/size][/b][/center]
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Arianna’s chocolate brown eyes scanned the tops of the berry bushes as she glided down the trail in White Orchard’s berry field. What was with girls and eating disorders? Okay, so Aubree didn’t officially have one, but Beverly did, and thanks to her parents’ deaths, she spiraled down into a depression and triggered it. Arianna wasn’t the best eater in the world. She loved junk food, and greasy French fries or pizza was her main food during a curtain week of every month. But she was worried about Aubree and Beverly.
After a quick look around to make sure there weren’t any staff members around, Arianna quickly plucked two plump blueberries off the bush and popped the tiny fruit in her mouth, one for Aubree and one for Beverly. As she mashed the berries against the roof of her mouth with her tongue, she started to have her own tiny physiological break down. Was she eating enough for all three of them? Was she too fat? Of course this is what all teenage girls go through, but Arianna would have wanted it when she was at home with her mother and was in contact with her cousin, Jessica, who was currently on a trip with her college roommate to the south of France. But she did have someone to talk to at camp, someone else besides Teegan.
Dominick Kensley, possibly her best friend at camp, had promised to meet up with her. Being Aubree’s brother, he would know more about this than she did, and hopefully all, if not most, of her questions would be answered in a matter of minutes.
It was still earlier in the morning, around seven. The dew was starting to let up, but it was still enough to soak the tips of Arianna’s gray plaid clogs. Earlier that morning she had pulled on her pair of gray, white and pink argyle socks, thanking herself for thinking of her toes, wanting to keep them warm. Sticking with the ‘warm’ theme, Arianna stuck to her favorite pair of skinny jeans. They were ripped up all along the legs, and they gave her the feeling like they wore made for her. She had rolled out of bed with the same gray cami that she had worn the night before as her pajamas, and quickly zipped a gray Abercrombie hoodie over her small torso. She picked out a pair of rose bud stud earrings, draped a long necklace with a small pendent that read ‘LOVE’ on it around her neck and pulled her favorite matching rose ring. After quickly tracing her eyes with eyeliner and glossing her lips with pink lip gloss, Arianna was out the cabin door and turned around to shut it softly in only twenty minutes.
But now we’re here at the berry gardens. Arianna wasn’t one of the campers who had been banned, but if they caught her eating all the fresh berries, the staff just might have. As she pulled her hair into a loose bun on the back of her head, she prayed that Dominick was not one of the unlucky campers who got kicked out last week, but knowing him, he probably never even been to this part of the camp before. Hopefully he would show up soon.
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Roleplaying with:[/color] demi with dom (when she makes him. [: )
Status:[/color] DONE
Outfit:[/color] Clickity Click
Comments:[/color] um, nothing yet.
Word Count:[/color] 546 without codes
Listening to:[/color] R.S.V.P. (Rehab, Shake It, Viva La Vida, Paparazzi)[/size]
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