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Post by ivy on Mar 10, 2013 14:08:23 GMT -5
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Caution Wet Paint
Selita was staying in the Art department late as normal when she had a project due in. She loved Painting and always made things over complicated but they did pay off. So instead of just doing a normal painting like most people taking the class she decided to make a 3d one. With broken piece of mirror and glass. She thought it would look good when it was finished. She thought anyway. She stud over her desk looking at all the pieces and sighed.
She put her paint brush in her mouth and started biting the end. She was stressing over finishing it. But she was happy that she could finish it in the art club. She would just switch between projects she thought. Selita knew it was her last year and she would not do very well in certain subject but art was her strongest so she needed to finish off. As she looked at her things she noticed a few people filtering in. They were people she sort of knew through the club. Many she would not associate's with as They were to preppy for her liking plus they did not like her style. She smiled to be polite and just stood biting her paint brush thinking about what she was going to do. The task they had been given was Dreams so she instantly thought nightmares so she had to make it like that. She hummed to herself and she thought an chewed.
After 10 minutes or so she pulled out all her planning sheets and looked at all the things she had collected to get her final piece. The place was getting noisy and people were chatting. Selita looked around the place and tutted. She was the only one that looked like she was their to do serious work. She sighed and went back to her sheet of paper. Being the perfectionism she is she was something she would explore in her work. Selita got up from her desk and went to collect more paper for her to draw on as she did she decided to get some ink and water. She would make this picture with ink and water to make the contours. She was thinking about the clown she was going top draw from the pictures she had collected to help her with her work. As she was making her way back to her work space she bumped into some and she tutted she had split her water down the back of this person. She looked to her left to the person and she said "I'm so sorry i did not see you standing there"
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Post by shi on Mar 12, 2013 21:50:35 GMT -5
theres a thunder in our hearts baby  so much hate for the ones we love TAG: SELITA/IVY OUTFIT: NONE ONE LAST THING: HE'S A PISSY LITTLE THING, YEAH?.
Irrité. Shiloh was irritated. To start, he’d failed his math test first thing in the morning. He hated math, and didn’t know why exactly he had to take it. Shiloh was terrible at it anyways; perhaps he shouldn’t have skipped his tutoring session yesterday. It was embarrassing though – people expected the foreign guy to be intelligent, and he ended relying on some sophomore to teach him algebra. After math, he heard that his sister was sleeping about. Again. He’d truly thought that he’d finally broken through to her about the consequences and making maman and papa proud. As they were back in France, Isabeau acted like she had no one to control her.
It was incroyablement annoying. After the whole fiasco with his sister, at lunch he spilled his coffee on his favorite shirt. Shiloh had to go all the way back to his dorm and change into his only clean shirt left. It also happened to be his least favorite. It was scratchy and the tag was always bothering him and it was just terrible. The last couple hours had gone all right, but nothing to counteract the épouvantable morning.
And so he was headed to the art room, where he could relax. His first choice would have been the pool, but coach had forbidden him from any extra practicing Shiloh might have snuck in. Since he felt like doing something with his hands, he headed straight into the supplies room, drug out a pottery table, and cut some clay to spin. Perhaps he could have moved out a little further, but in his horrendous mood, neglected to think too much about what he was doing.
As a result, when one of the scarier members of art club walked in, he neglected to notice. When she was zoned out behind him, he didn’t register it. Shiloh’s attention was trained completely on his sculpture; it was his favorite so far, and he wanted it to be perfect. When warm water was dumped down his back, he jumped, causing Shi to accidentally smash his work. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and counted to ten. ”Do you realize how long it took me to get it that perfect?” He snapped, failing at restraining his temper. ”Freaking incroyable. I’m going to have to start this merde all over again,” he muttered under his breath. Truth be told, Shiloh wanted to scream. He didn’t however, he just sat there, fuming silently.
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Post by ivy on Mar 17, 2013 17:21:49 GMT -5
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Caution Wet Paint
- Shi - wearing - Muse - Art Club - 266 words - Sorry its been long muse was sucky
Selita looked to the boy who was thoroughgoing a tantrum it was only a piece of art work that was not even going towards anything. Art was not suppose to be perfect all the time. She giggled to herself and she went to the nearest deck to put her stuff down. She did not mean to make fun of the boy it was not her folt that she had bumped into him she was clumsy as hell. "Calm down calm down i did not mean to bump into you" She said looking at him getting angry she could not help but smirk. Selita pushed her hair behind her ears ans she never tied it up or hardly did. She crossed her arms and looked from the boy to his work.
She did not want to wind the lad but she never really talked to the boy. "but i must say art it not meant to be perfect all the time. " She said smiling she did not know what else to do the boy looked like he would blow his top and Selita was not in his click so anything she did would just annoy him she thought.
"So i have seen you around school and the art club a lot but never talked to you, is that because i'm not the type of popular girl you normal talk to?"She was trying to get his mind off what had just happened. He looked stressed anyway bu she was not one to prey into things excessively someone she did not know.
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