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location » somewhere on campus XD
fake crush » Alexander Smith
secret crush » Finnick Peterson
relationship status » Single
tagged » no one
ooc » Im assuming this is how we will be starting XD
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I could feel the giggle simmer within me before it erupted from my soul, as he embraced me with his long, slender arms. I could smell the brisk mint that fell from his tongue and the intoxicating cologne as it overrode my senses. " I think I love you.." my feminine voice drifted through the void, as he planted his soft lips upon my forehead, the heated sensation of him sending a pink infusion to my cheeks. "I love you too, babe." his masculine, smooth voice caressed my ears as he wrapped his arms further around my waist. His hands were gently rubbing the exposed skin of my arms, as I hummed in approval. It was then when a powerful gust of bone-chilling wind took over, and I could feel his presence deteriorating. "No! Don't leave me!" my heart rang out, as it grew heavy, and sunk deeper within me. I wrapped my own arms around myself, trying to recreate my lovers presence, but only hot, heavy tears came to my aid.

Eleanor awoke to a moist spot on her teal pillow case, and the rude sensation of the fall wind intruding on her warm coccoon of comforters. The girl released an almost animalistic groan as she slowly rose from the dead, and planted her dainty feet upon the cold wooden floor of her cozy dorm room. She gently wiped the tears away from her eyes, being almost used to the rude awakening of sadness. Her luminescent sea green eyes gazed upon the old window in which definitely did not serve its purpose of protecting her from the outdoor's wrath. She closed her eyes once again, promising herself that she would keep the odd calm sensation that currently possessed her, as she quickly jumped from her perch on the bed, and slammed the window closed for the millionth time. With little effort, Eleanor looked through the small amount of clothes that she had hung in the closet, and decided upon an oversized forest green sweater, and black leggings. "I guess its sweater weather today.." she almost laughed at her horrible pun, in reference to the popular song Sweater Weather- by The Neighborhood before gliding to the bathroom to change and take care of her daily morning business. This included adding a small amount of eye make up and twisting her radiant auburn locks into a bun, but being the indecisive person she was, letting it fall gracefully back down her back.After brushing her teeth, gathering her bag, and grabbing a small apple from her mini refrigerator, Eleanor Chapman walked out of her dorm room, and gracefully down the stairs.

As she burst out of the buildings doors, she was thankful that she had looked out the window this morning. On any other given day in September, it would have been necessary to wear a skirt, or even shorts, but today seemed to be a harsh beginning to colder weather. Eleanor actually didn't mind the cold, as skirts and shorts weren't exactly her thing. But not wearing them while it was 90 degrees out meant certain heat stroke. Biting her soft, pink lip, the girl naturally strode to the quaint coffee shop on campus, to pick up her favorite brew before setting off to class. She didn't have an exact reputation as being popular, and so she was grateful that she hadn't run into anyone she knew from last year. Maybe she could even go the whole semester without seeing anyone obnoxious. Alas, even she knew that was virtually impossible. She was just hoping that she didn't run into anyone like Finnick or Aurilia the royalty of the social ladder at Fadley. Granted, El had a thing for Finnick, okay she really liked Finnick, but being the introverted, weird, and british girl that she deems herself to be, she didn't exactly want to be around him. No, it was the kind of affection that deeply yearned to be sought out, yet she didn't give it the power to do so. Also, she knew of several other people that liked him, anyway. And she had already convinced everyone that she like Alexander, who was both in her social class and one of her only good friends. How frustrating it was, to be a female lost in the chaos of the social rankings.

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The buzz of the alarm clock went off. ring ring ring, Finnick's moved his hand slovenly to his nightstand, pounding the top of the futile machine until it stopped its unwelcoming sound. His veined rough hands moved to his face, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, caressing his forehead in annoyance. He threw the blanket off himself, sitting up in bead and eyes half closed peered into the dimly lit dorm of his. He glanced at the bed across the room, littered with his clothes and schools books. He didn't have a room mate, living in the frat boy area of the dorms, and being the leader it was elected that he would be able to have his own dorm, much to Finnicks pleasure.

He stepped out unto the cold hard ground of the room, his toes crinkling up in protest of the onslaught of the university life. His chest was tan in the dim room, his bronze face wrinkled sleepily. He ran his hand though his flowing brunette hair, laden with tangles from his sleep. Finnick stood up, allowing his eyes to fully open, awaken, he grabbed a pale blue towel from underneath the stack of housing supplies on the bed across from him. Throwing the towel very unsmoothly over his shoulder, he managed, in his still sleepiness, to navigate his feet into one of the black flip flops that rested at door. A small tee hung from his door handle, one of the girls that visited his dorm frequently probably left he. He took the tee, tossing it into the laundry hamper that nested in the corner of the room. Finnick turning the handle, exiting into the bright hallway of the frat dorm area.

He walked down the hallway, his hand resting on his forehead, the sound of his flip flops echoing down the hallway. The fraternity had their own section of the dorms, but much to his dismay the showers ad bathrooms were shared by all the dorms. He always woke up earlier then everyone else, preferring to shower and prepare for the day in peace, even so as he exited the frat area into the normal dorms he banged on a few doors. Maybe some sleepy freshman would be startled, he chuckled to himself. The shower area was white, and blinding to someone who just woke up, Finnick covered his eyes with his hands. Not so please, he scowled. His handsome face scrunched, a curse uttered from his lips. He threw the towel over one of the dividers, getting ready to shower. Her turned the shower nozzle, allowing the cold water to streamed down his chiseled exterior. He closed his eyes in peace, the silence of the dorms was comforting to him. He wiped his hand through his soaked hair, sodding it with shampoo. His eyes closed as the shampoo flowed over his sharp facial features.

[ i started finny babe in the bathroom getting ready ;_; someone can run into him
I'm going to make his post form nicer, this one was just basic ]

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tagged;; no one
mood;; groggy, sleepy, happy
location;; sorority - dorms
fake crush;; open
secret crush;; open
ooc;; @pax could lauren maybe bump into
finnick later? c: sorry for taking a long time! ;n;

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lauren’s eyelids fluttered as soon as daylight began to filter from the large glass window. she groaned softly and rolled over on her side, as if to block the sunlight from her eyes, but - unfortunately - miserably failing. after a few more hopeless attempts, she stopped and sighed, laying still. she laid on her bed for a few minutes, enjoying the blissful silence and the extra minutes of rest. … zzz… 'wait what?' a shocking realisation shook her awake. 'i didn't get nightmares last night!' this instantly put her in a good mood as her nightmares were frequent and considerably often. she stretched like a cat and yawned widely, rubbing her eyes groggily. she sat up slowly, squinting, attempting to adjust her crystal blue eyes to the brightness, after almost nine hours of absolute darkness.

lauren got off her simple, baby blue bed - stretching once more - and glanced out the window. the moody weather put a little frown on her face and dampened her spirits slightly. she could hear the faint howling of wind and the trees were shivering in the chilly weather, dark clouds covering the sun. sighing once more, she quickly grabbed a towel from one of the drawers beside her bed, and looked through her closet. "hmm.. sweater? or coat?" she murmured quietly to herself. after a half minute of pondering, lauren decided upon a comfortable, pink knitted sweater dress that reached up to her knees with a matching cowl and a pair of light grey jeggings.

making her way over to the bathrooms, she couldn't help but notice how cold it is for september. well, she'll admit that she's a little sensitive to cold temperatures, but it couldn't be this cold in september! 'oh whatever,' she thought, shrugging it off. 'it's no big deal anyways.'

as she entered the bathrooms, lauren immediately laughed when she spotted her disheveled appearance in the mirror. "looking good, lauren..." she murmured sarcastically to herself, patting down her wild bed head. she threw the towel over one of the dividers and placed her clothes on a bench just inside the cubicle. she closed the door behind her. she quickly undressed from her silky nightdress and turned the shower nozzle on, sighing as the water enveloped her in all its warmth.

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