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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 16:56:39 GMT -5
Black walks into Castle, gives the hall a once-over, and then heads towards the dorm rooms. Her old school hadn't been a boarding school so rooming with a boy had never been a problem. Here... it's a problem. On her way to her dorm she eyes the mirrors that line one side of the wall to make sure she hadn't slipped up while getting ready this morning. She had never worn makeup, but there are other more important things. Before coming her she had spent a few hours shopping for the right clothes; baggy jeans that wouldn't show her hips, to-big shirts that don't let on that she has a chest. For five years she had been masquerading as a boy... it would be sad if she wasn't good at it. As an old habit she runs her hand through her short, choppy black hair.
The dorm is on the highest floor and by the time she gets there she's more than a little tired. She almost knocks on the door but then decides that it would be pointless to do that because it's already her room. She peeks in and realizes that her room mate isn't there, though he must have been here for a while. She drops her bag on the unused bed and starts to unpack.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 17:03:09 GMT -5
Tyler almost enters his dorm when he sees his door slightly ajar. He looks at it for a second before shrugging and going in. There'll be a new student, his mom had told him. What she hadn't, however, was the new student would be his roommate. He walked in, seeing the figure bent over his bag, unpacking. "Hey, what's up?" He asked, before dropping onto his bed.
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 17:25:55 GMT -5
Black jumps a little but manages not to yell or anything. "Hey. Are you my roommate?" She asks. Then she looks up and realizes that she's seen this person before. Tyler! She thinks, remembering his name the moment she sees him. Shoot! If he recognizes me my cover is dead. Worse... what if he still hates me? She looks down again to hide that she's worried.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 17:42:30 GMT -5
Tyler turns a bit, enough to face Black, but still laying down. "Yeah, I'm your roommate, hence the falling down onto bed part. Wow, you're really shy, aren't you." Tyler says.
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 18:10:07 GMT -5
Black mentally kicks herself for asking such a stupid question. At the last bit her chin jerks up so she's looking Tyler straight in the face. "Don't make assumptions about people you've just met." She growls, narrowing her eyes.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 18:13:42 GMT -5
"Wow, you kind of look like a girl," Tyler says, taking in Black's long shaggy black hair, "No offense intended."
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 18:17:14 GMT -5
Black snorts. "Yeah, thanks for the complement. Do you always analyze the people you meet like this? Oh, I'm Black. Who're you?" It feels weird for her to be asking his name when she already knows it but she realizes that she should have asked for his name earlier.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 18:19:10 GMT -5
"I'm Tyler, and yes, analyzing people and reporting the suspicious ones that can't take humor to the clowns is my part time job." Tyler responds, as he starts to change out of his uniform.
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 18:33:36 GMT -5
Black feels her face start to go red when she sees Tyler start changing. "Hope that pays well." She says roughly before unpacking more shirts. Luckily she had thought ahead and packed her bras and stuff in a small red bag so that no one would see them and ask 'why do you have bras?'. She stuffs that under her bed along with a few of her books - so it will look more normal. Still not daring to look out she dumps the stack of shirts in a drawer and starts on her pants.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 18:36:06 GMT -5
Tyler turns to look at Black. "You know.. er Black? that we have uniforms here. You won't be able to wear those shirts unless they're white dress shirts."
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 18:46:55 GMT -5
"Ah... I forgot about that." Black moans. "Where do I get them.... oh, never mind." She walks over to the dresser to pick up the stack of uniform clothes that she hadn't noticed before. She looks over them and realizes that the pants at least will work just as well as what she had packed. Having always been a skinny person with no curves anyway there hadn't been much to cover up to begin with. The shirt on the other hand... maybe it will squish her chest down. She frowns in annoyance. It would have been much better if she'd been allowed to wear her own clothes.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 18:51:39 GMT -5
Tyler stares at Black, narrowing his eyes. He somehow looks familiar to him, but he can't quiet place his finger on it... "Do I know you from somewhere?" Tyler asks, continuing to stare.
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 19:01:25 GMT -5
Black laughs. "Is that a start of a pickup line or something? I'm from New York... so I don't think I know anyone here." She smiles to hide the lie and that he'd almost got her. Hell, what would he do if he found out? The Tyler she'd known wouldn't have liked being lied to. The only thing to do is keep lying. She looks up again and realizes he's still staring at her. Black looks down quickly.
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Post by CloudHead on Jun 8, 2011 19:04:49 GMT -5
Tyler laughs. "A pickup line? I'm as straight as an arrow, my over shy friend."
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Post by Fel on Jun 8, 2011 19:08:06 GMT -5
Black allows herself another laugh. "Good for you then... I guess. And I'm not over-shy. You just give off stalker-waves so I'm trying to prevent them from rubbing off on me." She really hadn't thought before saying that and she supposes that it could seem mean... eh. If it stops him from prying that'd be better for everyone.
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