Leo frowned at her before giving an answer to her question. "My feelings are still the same and there's nothing I can do about them. She's Clark's girlfriend, he'd one of my best-friends, he'd hate me forever..." Ceridwen smiled sadly, although she had her idiot moments, and hyper spells, especially when it came to Lynn-Lynn, she understood what Leo meant. "Imagine I were a girl too, and he started going out with me. Wouldn't you hate me?"
That gave her a little bit of thinking to do; so Ceridwen glanced up at the ceiling of the dorm room, and put one of her thing index fingers to her chin in thought. If Leo were a girl and went out with Lynn-Lynn, would I hate her? Hmm! Ceridwen questioned herself with a long, âHmmmmmmm,â coming from her throat as she pondered over the question with surprising calmness, considering the topic involved her future lover. I wouldnât say Iâd hate her; so much as I would consider her a rival only when Lynn-Lynn were actually around. If he wasnât around, Iâd be off the clock.
When she was ready to give her answer to Leo, Ceridwen had her mouth open in a smile and looked rather enthusiastic, only to see that her lemon-yellow hoodie sporting friend had his phone out, and was giving her the âshushâ expression. âOhhhhhh. . . .â she moaned, crossing her arms with a pout; yes, she hated being told to be quiet; but for Leo, and Leo only, she would be obedient. He was her best friend after all . . . actually, he was her only friend. She needed to work on that, didnât she?
Annoyed, and disappointed she couldnât give her marvellous answer to Leo, Ceridwen went ahead and plopped herself onto the couch in a rather terse manner. Heâs lucky Iâm nice enough to respect the finger of silence! she thought. Her amber eyes flickered up to Leo when she heard the rather loud, but incoherent voice coming from his voice. Even if the tiny girl couldnât understand what was being said; she knew well enough that it was a femaleâs voice. And Leoâs face was turning red, a nice contrast to that hoodie of his. Ooooh! Looks like Leoâs lady love gave him a little call~ she giggled a touch, a sweet smile on her face, completely wiping the thought of her not being able to give her answer to Leo from her mind. Ceridwen covered her mouth, but continued to smile.
Even if she were extremely focused on getting Lynn-Lynn for herself, the hyper-ninja of Bloodworth Prep did care for her friendâs happiness, and honestly part of her was cheering Leo on for getting Blossom as his girl; even if the popular lady could be a bit of a, well, a bitch at times. Leo really liked her a lot, like a lot, a lot. And if Ceridwen could relate to anything, it was unrequited love; and supporting the underdog in love triangles.
Ceridwen knew Leo wasnât nearly as forward about his feelings as herself, but that was because he was concerned about Clark. She understood that, really she did, people couldnât be as awesome as her when it came to matters of the heart. Nope, no one can, I know Clark wouldnât ever just see Leo as a love rival when heâs around him and Blossomâs around. she puffed her cheeks out and shut her eyes as she thought about the whole matter. There would be some serious junk going down . . . serious, serious stuff that wouldnât be fun or pleasant. Leo doesnât deserve that ickiness!
"Ceridwen here, by the way. Just don't want you to be surprised that there's a little monster lurking around." Ceridwen looked at Leo when she heard her name mentioned, looking at Leo as he winked at her. Still, at being called a little monster, she stuck her tongue out at him. "I'm fine. Those guys left the school last year, remember?" She stopped though, at hearing those words. And what was an extremely rare occurrence for her, Ceridwen got a rather serious look upon her normally stupidly grinning face as she remembered last year.
Leo had gotten hurt, badly. And he never told her the truth about it, she hated the fact he kept it all a secret from her, heâd gotten beat up. 'Things happen, people get hurt. That person happened to be me this time.' Thatâs what he told me. But, it didnât take my stunning intelligence to just go ahead and ask around. . . . Ceridwen lolled over to the side, and dropped onto the couch with a bored look on her face; her pigtail was splayed over part of her head and face as she lay awkwardly. Leo had gone and stood up to a major jerkface last year.
The guy loved to mess around with the underclassmen girls . . . sort of go ahead and do things to them and then threaten them with injury and his âbuddies,â to stay quiet. He had gotten hurt by those guys; and kept it a secret from her. Yet, he never thought about the fact that there would be rumors and witnesses to the whole incident. How else would Ceridwen have found out about it? Yep, Iâve known about it since right after it happened. And, oh~ Did those asses ever get divine retribution for what they did to those girls, and to Leo! Ceridwen thought to herself with a bit of a snide smile and a tiny, mischievous giggle.
She was called the ninja of Bloodworth for a reason; Leo never questioned the nickname, but she had earned it well for what she had done last year. Putting it bluntly; those bastards didnât go to Bloodworth anymore because of what sheâd done. It involved her ninja skills, small body, a voice recorder, and her status as a freshman, as well as a can of mace. Sheâd gone ahead and tricked them into thinking she were vulnerable to their tactics, acting innocent and scared, getting everything they said down on the recorder right before it were too late, then she sprung on them. Pulling out the can of mace and dodging any attempts they made to grab her with ease; they were so bulky compared to her lithe frame; and she had been smaller last year, and quicker.
After getting away from them, Ceridwen had downloaded all of what had been said onto her laptop; made a fake e-mail account, and sent it to the principal as a file attachment. Along with the message that the e-mail and contents were vitally important to the safety of the freshman and sophomore girls at the school; signing herself off as âThe Ninja of Bloodworth Preparation Academy for the Gifted.â After what the boys claimed and said; rumors circulated, and people began calling Ceridwen the schoolâs ninja.
However because there was hard evidence of what the boys had been doing, many of the girls they had assaulted came forward, and they all were sent to jail for a good long while. . . . It was probably Ceridwenâs proudest moment ever. The whole incident was kept secret from Leo though; she always insisted that she wasnât the one who had pulled such a stunt, her main focus after all, was getting Lynn-Lynn for herself. That was not totally true. . . .
When Ceridwen heard a rather piercing screech come from Leoâs phone, she snapped upward, sitting, wide-eyed. Wooooow, that did not sound good! she thought, blinking. She remained silent for a moment, before asking this, âUmmm, Leo, Blossom took a tumble, didnât she?â
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Lynn remained as she was, that smile on her face, her heart sunken deeply into her stomach as she felt a bit of nausea hitting at her. Maybe those tortilla chips were bad. . . . she told herself, but deep inside, she knew why she it was she was feeling like puking. The dread of tonight; it happened every time she went to a party with Noél. The fear that something might happen to him. . . . Tonight was worse, the party was more than a party; she knew it. The damn thing was more of a rave. . . . She heard Noél sigh, and looked up at her best friend.
He had his arms crossed; lost in thought himself. NoĂ©l did that sometimes she had noticed, what he was ruminating about, Lynn hadnât the slightest idea, he never told her. She knew it was a big deal though, something really important he didnât want to worry her with or something. âLynn, you donât have to worry about me tonight, I promised Noah Iâd dance with him most of the night; however Iâll save a dance for you. Now come on lets rejoin the guys.â She could only squeak when he said that, what had brought that statement out of him so suddenly. . . ?
He knew didnât he? He . . . knew that she hated those parties, damn. . . . Lynn mustered out a sigh as NoĂ©l opened the door, and headed back out into the living room where Clark and Noah were. A forlorn expression had fallen on her face; she had one arm at her side while the other one was crossed under her bound chest; her hand clutching tightly onto the opposite arm. I was trying so hard to not let him know, to not make him worry. Looks like I epically failed at that!! she told herself, following her friend back out into the living room, but stopping right at the entrance to the kitchen, leaning herself up against the wall.
She watched NoĂ©l, âClark, I hope you save me a dance at the party. Donât worry, I wonât biteâŠâŠâŠhard,â she heard him say to Clark, right before he hugged her new roommate. As she felt; the last thing on Lynnâs mind was her own secret, or the fact that Clark could spoil everything she had worked so hard to keep a secret in the last two years; utterly ruin her life. . . . No, it didnât matter, that was something that mattered on a personal level.
Tonight . . . tonight was what mattered most. Nothing else. The grip Lynn bore on her arm tightened to a painful point, as the expression on her face grew melancholy. Even if he knows, I canât just . . . go off and do what I feel like doing. Tonight scares me, really scares me because I have this knot in my stomach thatâs telling me somethingâs not going to go right.
Lynn sighed deeply, NoĂ©l and Noah were already gone, but she hadnât noticed. She remained rather quiet, forgetting the presence of her roommate as she felt tears pricking at her eyes.