"History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again." The words were directed towards no one, seeing as the young fair skinned, dark haired girl was walking alone down a street, and her voice was far to soft to reach anyone's ears anyway. She seemed in a daze, lost in her thoughts and completely cut off from the outside world. It was the loud chimes of a bell that seemed to snap her back to reality as she looked up, a half shocked half confused look set on the delicate looking girl's face.
"It..It cant be that late already...I have to... I'm going to be late" The girl let out a breath before picking up her pace, through she wasn't running she was still jogging, she already knew she was going to be late, there was no point in going into a panic attack...right? She girl shook her head and slowly lost herself in her thoughts once again until she was mumbling strange little quotes under her breath, but she kept up her jogging pace.
"Without pain, there would be no suffering, without suffering we would never learn from over mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there is no way of life." Corrina smiled ever so slightly as the words flowed from her mouth like honey and silk combined. She often found herself mumbling little quotes about pain, it was the one thing she understood the most, and there for it was the one thing she could think about without really feeling the pain, if that made any sense at all.
Cora slowly stopped her run as something made it's way to her ears. It was a perfect sound, better then silk or honey, perhaps it was like a dew drop sliding down a leaf before gently falling from the tip, the lose of balance that would make the leaf bounce ever so slightly would be like t losing gravity, something even a leaf held dear. Was Cora losing her gravity? Was she just a measly a dew drop?
"Dew..Drop.." she mumbled drifting through the trees towards the sound of what seemed to be a very talented Violin player. There, only a few feet in front of Cora, was a girl was beautiful blonde hair, playing a violin. Corrina really felt like she was losing her gravity as she watched the older girl play, she did it was such grace that it took her breath away. Slowly she took a step foward, not really thinking, but as she put her foot down in front of her... Snap! Cora felt like sighing, she could have stayed quiet and watched the girl play, but of course she had to move forward. Idiot. Compaired to the girl in front of her through, she was nothing.
The blonde haired girl in front of her wore a neat looking uniform and all in all Cora felt if you looked up 'Grace' in the discretionary this girl would be under it, but Cora..not so much. She was a pair of short black shorts, a white tank top and over it a was a smooth thin light pink sweater that was hanging from her left shoulder, leaving it bear. Corrina really felt sad when the music ended.
Lacy frowned at her reflection, she long blonde hair fell down her back in perfect curls, she was wearing the school uniform perfectly, as always, and she had a nice deep red lipstick on her lips, which brought tout her eyes when were surrounded by black eyeliner and green eye shadow, that seemed to making her eye's even prettier. She had a grin set on her lips, and it was due to the fact the idea's were running through her mind like lightning flashes.
With all of the first years that were coming, she could open tons of clubs, club after club after club, nothing would stop her fun if she could help it. Lacy grinned and mad her way out of her room and down the hall, a slight bounce in her step as she went. She was always like this every year, she was always all happy to meet the new students and make new clubs and listen to peoples sob story's..that sounded odd...
Lacy grinned as she waved and nodded her head at the other students in the hall, who all bowed their heads and said good morning to her, since she was a Student President of St. Kanhuri so she tended to get more respect then most, but it didn't bother her in the slightest, because Lacy was pretty sure if she wasn't a Student President everyone would still hold some form of respect for her, or so she hopped.
Lacy smiled and went to go find the other President's, they had a long day ahead of them.