Well its been a while....

[Annabella De Luca]

Annabella walked into the art hall with a sad smile on her face. It had been a long while since she had been in here. She remembered all the good times shes had in here with her friends. She walked over into a room, slowly opening the door to make sure no one was inside first. she stepped inside, knowing no one was there now. She slowly sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall. She was wearing a pair of skinny jeans with her neon checkered vans and a shirt with "I heard your gangster, im pretty gangster myself" printed on it. Her makeup was dark and everywhere, as usual. She thought about a few random things, enjoying the silence.

[Brett Mirth]

Brett was walking down the hallway until she reached a room with the door wide opened, and a light flickering on. Guessing someone was in there she decided to go check it out. Brett poked her head in, and saw a girl leaning against a wall. Brett was wearing dark denim skinny jeans, and a green shirt on with black figures falling. She was wearing brown hi-top converses. Brett had in her black, and amber studs. Her makeup was plain; she only had on dark eyeliner. Her hair was clipped up; with her side bangs hanging over her right eye. Brett walked in, and looked around curiously. "Hello?" Brett said almost in a hush whisper.

[Annabella De Luca]

Annabella turned and jumped up immediately, even at the smallest sound of a voice. She looked at the figure. "Hello. Can I help you?" She gave a suspicious glare as she couldnt tell who it was and was sort of annoyed her silence was disrupted. She stood there, her body tense, as if ready to fight. Fking sht.

[Brett Mirth]

Brett backed away from the girl; she wasn't expecting a glare. "No I don't need any help." Brett said softly. "I'm just new here, and I was trying to find my way around; sorry to interrupt you."

[Annabella De Luca]

Annabella softened her eyes and loosened her body seeing that it was the new girl she had heard about, not someone.. else. Annabella smiled and looked at the girl. "Need some help?" she asked in a soft voice and trying to be helpful.

[Brett Mirth]

Brett widened her eyes; the other girl seemed to soften which surprised her. "I'm fine; I just saw a light in here, and figured that someone was here." Brett shrugged, and moved closer. "Sorry if this is impolite, but why are you in here all alone?"

[Annabella De Luca]

Annabella smiled and flipped her bangs out of her face. "I enjoy being alone and getting a chance to think. I'm not much of a big crowd person.. Anymore, that is." Annabella bit her lip and thought back to everything shes done.

[Hina]

Hina yawned as she walked down the hall. Her eyes watered and she brushed he eyes softly. She wore no makeup. Her hair was put into a ponytail and her bangs went over her eyes. She wore white shorts which was pretty unusual for her and a black tank top. As for her shoes, black converse with little pink skulls on the side. She paused in her stride when she heard quiet voices. She yawned again and walked down the hall to see an open door. She glanced inside to try and makeout who was in the room.

[Brett Mirth]

Brett noticed something sad in her voice; something that made you know that something in the past made her say something like that. "May I ask; what do you mean by that?" Brett asked then heard a noise, and turned. She saw Hina, but ..she was very ..different.

[Annabella De Luca]

Annabella smiled and looked up at the ceiling, as if for answers, then back at Brett. "I use to be a real fked up party girl. But, things happened, I changed. And now.. I just prefer to be alone to my thoughts." As Annabella was finishing her sentence she noticed someone by the doorway. She stared at them with her accusing glare, but soon realized it was Hina. And loosened up again.