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located in Upper Ashridge, a part of When We Die, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Diana Maroone Character Portrait: Hope Hathaway
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"Do not come back until your grades have improved, Hope Hathaway" yelled Marcus Hathaway as Hope left the house and slammed the door behind her. Hope went straight toward the local riding stable. That's usually where she went after a fight with her parents. "Why can't you be more successful, Like Cherice!" Angela Hathaway-Martin would cry. "Or get honor role like Matthew" Marcus would say. Those words echoed in Hope's head as she walked on the towards the stable. The fight had started with Hope showing her parents the 70% she had gotten on her algebra test. Angela had grabbed it and showed Marcus. Marcus had ripped it up right in front of Hope. "This isn't good enough Hope!" he had yelled. Then Hope had called them rather rude names and went to her room.

She had stayed in there for an hour before her father came knocking. "Pack your bags Hope, I'm sending you to your aunt and uncles. They have a private school where they live" he had told her. "No fucking way!" Hope shouted. She slammed the door in Marcus's face and locked the door. She did pack her bags. After calling Diana and asking if she could stay with her for the rest of the week. "Well well, have you been studying for that English test in a few days?" asked Angela, with her arms full of cooking supplies. "No, I'm going to Diana's" Hope had snarled. "No you are not! that girl never goes to school, and when she does she has her ears full of that damn racket" Marcus told her. "Yes I am. Goodbye" Hope snapped and went for the door.

Once she got to the barn. Hope took out her camera and went to the gelding paddock. There was four horses grazing together. A leopard Appaloosa named Finnigan, a grey welsh pony named Duster, a bay thoroughbred that went by the name of King, and finally Hope's favorite, the palomino quarter horse called Golden Graffiti. Or Graffi for short. After she was done taking pictures, Hope grabbed the halter off the pole and entered the paddock. Instantly, Duster raced off to the far corner of the paddock. Finnigan just watched her apprehensively and King trotted away a little. Graffi stood like a perfect gentleman and his head dropped into her cradled arms. Hope felt better and stroked his head before slipping the halter on. She tied the lead rope to the other side of the halter and swung them over his head. She led him over to the hay holder and stepped onto it. She swung her leg over the left side and hoisted herself up onto him and trotted to the gate. Holding her camera to her neck so it wouldn't get damaged.

She dismounted and opened the gate. Lead Graffi out and back into the barn where she brushed off the access dirt and tacked him up in clean English tack. Just as she was about to lead him out again, her coach. Claudia Mendez stopped her. "How long today?" she asked. "Half an hour. I have fifteen in my bag" she told her. Claudia smiled. "Have fun Hope" and she sauntered her way to the mare field. Hope went into the outdoor arena where three jumps were set up in a small course. Hope trotted Graffi, then cantered him to warm him up first. After she was sure he was okay she began to jump him.

Hope steered him toward the first jump. It was 2,3 diagonal with red and white stripes. They cleared it effortlessly. Graffi tried to cut the corner and speed up a little. Hope forced him into the corner and slowed him down with a series of half-halts. The next jump was a smaller x jump that was plain white with some flowers around it. He stumbled a bit before the jump and Hope almost fell off. She managed to gather him up before the last jump. It was a 2,6 green and blue diagonal. Hope leaned back and put on some extra leg. Graffi sped up and took off to early leaving Hope behind a little but she caught up once they were over it.

Hope cooled him off for a few minutes and dismounted. She had feeling a lot better now. The fight with her parents a mere memory. After releasing him and paying Claudia. Hope went back to town. She passed her street and walked to Diana's. Already she could hear the haunting melody of Evanescence "Sweet Sacrifice" playing in the garage that was basically Diana's cave.

Diana had spent her morning the same as usual. She woke up on the cot in the garage. After deciding she did want to wake up. She sneaked into the house to grab some clothes and serial. Then she had received the call from Hope. She spent the rest of the day clearing the messy garage of it's chocolate wrappers and empty pizza boxes. All through the day her music played. Diana drew some pictures of her friends and was just starting to draw Hope's wheat colored hair when there came a knock on the garage door.

"Hey, come on in" Diana told her. She was resisting the urge not to sing along to the music so she wouldn't look like an idiot. "Why weren't you at school yesterday?" Hope asked, collapsing into the cot. She jumped back up as a crackling sound came from underneath. "Sorry, Coke can" Diana laughed then shrugged. "Well I missed the bus and my parents were to lazy to drive so I figured I should just stay home and...work"