A Yawn for a good tomrrow(open)

[Crystal Middleton]

Being just told two weeks about she would be going to a new school let alone in the middle god knows where. From what she seen on the ride here it was some sort of Spanish area and of course she doesn't know much of Spanish. She had troubles learning English let alone Spanish. Nothing she can do now, she just keep thinking on escape plays but seems the driver was rather smart and locked the doors from his end. During the ride he wouldn't even fall for the 'I have to use the restroom bit'. She watched the scenery as it went by.

She held the paper containing the information on the school. She read it over and over, still abit of a bore but if finishing my studies will be all she really would think to do. She then looked down and wondered the question of the day. Who repacked her bags? Instead of her normal jeans and shirts there were dresses and it was the only thing there. She was hopping to change out of the dress she had on at which she only wore to leave the house. Well then the car stopped and the destination has been reached. Crystal looked up to see it was a nice building but she hated new places and new people at the most. Now she had to think of avoiding people plan. The driver came around and opened the car door. Crystal hesitated when getting out.

There stood a 14 year old with short black hair about 5'5 dripping with bored-ism and annoyance all ready. With a few failed attempts to get the driver to take her back home she gave up. He handed her, her rolling bag and wished her luck. She sat on her bag looking at the front gate wondering if she should go in.

[Travesty P. Malice]

B[/font]arcelona was beautiful. There was nothing else for it and it was even better than the pictures that she had googled before getting on the plane. She could hardly wait until she got to go to the beach, but for now she was going to enjoy being surrounded by pretty girls who had been sent here for liking other girls. It was straight up the most heavenly place on the planet.

W[/font]andering around the grounds, Travesty picked at the bandage she had wrapped around her midsection, making sure that it was smooth. The white cloth wrapped around her core still left a couple inches bare under her sports bra and above her pants, which were falling a bit on one side to reveal the side of her pink undies.

S[/font]potting a pretty dark haired girl outside the gate, the sixteen year old British girl tugged on one of her braids and leaned on the gate, grabbing a couple of bars and smirking on the girl on the other side. "Hey, babe, you gonna come in ‘ere?" she asked, tossing her head slightly and smiling. Winking with her good eye, she flipped her head again, looking the other girl up and down. Yep, this school was a Spanish heaven.

G[/font]lancing at the bag that the other girl had, Travesty moved back from the gate slightly so that she could open it. "Me name’s Travesty. Welcome, or somethin’ like that. C’n I ‘elp you with yur bag? Or ... dunno, show ye around?" She winked again, looping a thumb through the drooping side of her white cargo pants and cocking that hip out slightly. She was going to enjoy staying here.

Word Count;; two hundred eighty!
Clothing;; this, plus a white cloth bandage around her midsection and her eyepatch!
Notes;; hope you enjoy!
Tag;; Crystal!

[Crystal Middleton]

Crystal was rather is a daze it was getting rather boring sitting outside all day. She thought bout what she could be doing sitting at home or something. Not fair that she had to be sent away, she just felt that it was something people had to get used to for crying out loud. She let out a few sighs in a form of boredoms and happened to look around. There seemed no escaping it no way out. Even if she did succeed and go out where would she had gone, Being unfamiliar with this entire area left Crystal at a disadvantage.

She didn’t want to seem like the brat but it was getting rather hard to control that part of her. She was all ready to throw a fit right then a there she didn’t care who saw her. Then again she just shrugged it off avoiding another impulse. She was awakened out of her world by a voice. As she looked around to find the source it seemed to be a student. She noticed the bandages, first thing came to mind was abuse. In her mind she was panicking but she had a calm face.

She stood up, and gave a slight bow to her, yea I know weird huh she had a unusual habit of switching from American to Japanese behaviors. At first she wasn’t going to answer sort of brush her off or something. "I was planning just not sure." she looked away from the girl at her bags. There was no denying it there would be rather different people here might as well get ready for the whole lot.

She watched as she opened the gate, still not decided to go in or not but that her suborning way. "Umm thanks, I guess." Well she only had a few bags and her violin case, a little help wouldn’t hurt. She could atleast give Travesty her name. "Names Crystal, and I would like a bit of help with my bags please." Well it seems Crystal has made up her mind to stay.

[Travesty P. Malice]

"C[/font]rystal, huh?" Travesty said with a grin. And she had bowed, how cute! Bending in a sweeping bow, the black haired sixteen year old said, "Pleasure to meet ‘cha!" And she did want help? This was going to be so much fun! She could carry some bags, have a chat, and maybe make herself a friend ... or more. She really was looking forward to the freedom this offered, because everyone knew that she was here because she liked girls, and pretty much everyone else was here because they were bi or gay. No one had to stay in the closet and pretend that they were ‘normal.’

"W[/font]hich d’you wan’ me t’ take?" she asked, eyeing the instrument case. She probably shouldn’t touch that; she was clumsy enough that she would probably trip over the first pebble in her path and smash it completely.

A[/font]nd her bandage was creeping up on the left side, bunching around her waist. It wasn’t bad yet, but it was kinda annoying. Why was it that she always seemed to get her bandages wrapped either too tightly or too loosely when she put them around her middle? Sighing, she deftly unwrapped the bandage, revealing her mostly unmarked middle. She did have one scar on the right side of her waist, but it was old and half faded. It was almost too bad that it was so pale now; at first it had been a pinkish purple and it was shaped like a sideways heart.

W[/font]rapping the long bandage around her right wrist a few times, then tied it with the ends dangling. She made sure it was short enough she wouldn’t step on the ends and fall on her face, then smiled brightly at the dark haired girl. Crystal looked a bit younger than Travesty, but that was okay so long as she was ... you know, not a whiny kid.

Word Count;; three hundred sixteen!
Tag;; Crystal!

[Crystal Middleton]

This was now the beginning of her life here at this place. She hopped at least there was some sort of education not just a bumping grounds for the normal sort. She turned around looking at her bags, in the back of her mind she still was thinking of ways to get out. It would seem every simulation she could think of didn’t turn out so good. She wondered if she could pretend to not like girls, if people would see that she didn’t belong then maybe they would send her home.

Crystal grabbed her violin case and another bag placing the strap across her chest so she could have her hands free to curry her violin case. She pointed out the smaller and last bag amongst them all. "Here just a few things in here." She handed Travesty the bag.

She watched as Travesty tended to her bandages. It was a rather non common sight but non the less something she couldn’t look away. She wasn’t sure wither it was cause it was a girl or cause she was in bandages. She was starting to ask Travesty why or at least how, but she thought it was best not to get in to that sort. She begin to wonder bout the rest of the students or should she even address them as such, this place is for what society calls ‘different’ would this be some sort of prison or just a place to store away what is not accepted.

She didn’t mean to stare but it was rather interesting. Travesty was done Crystal turned away not to give of that she was staring or anything and happen to turn back around just to see Travesty's smile. Well while she was here a friend or two wouldn’t hurt, then again this place is what she think it is then perhaps it would. Crystal smiled back unsure what was to come of being at this place.