Carson woke up to Francesco's bathering. "I could kill him." He thought groggily. He sat up and looked around to find Francesco no where to be seen. "Stupid jerk." He groaned. He grabbed his phone. His sister had texted him to get up but he'd turned his phone off. The last time it went off before he was ready, he blew a hole in the wall. He sat up and rubbed his face. He walked toward the bathroom and got ready for the day. He dressed in a simple graphic tee and jeans. His head was half shaved one side and long and silky brown on the other. He ran his fingers through it and admired himself quickly before leaving. He made his way out the his room and texted his sister.
[To Carlee:]
[I'm up, yah happy?]
She texted back quickly.
[From: Carlee]
[ I'm in the cafeteria.]
Carson rolled his eyes. Sisters...
Carlee had awoken eariler that morning and started on a painting. She painted a faery with long blue hair and ice blue wings on a large 20x24 canvas board. It was incomplete as she was running out of blue paint. She'd dressed in a simple summer dress with brown riding boots, her brown hair tied back in a ribbon save for the full bangs that moved when she blinked. She'd packed up her materials and made her way toward the cafeteria.
Once there she noticed Seychelle. "Good Morning." She said to her best friend. Carlee's voice was small and light. Her doll eyes scanning the room for people she knew. She noticed Francesco and looked away. They'd slept together once. Carlee was feeling particularly vunerable that day for reasons she still couldn't explain and Francesco happened to be there. The rest was history. Though, Should Carson ever find out that his best friend slept with her. Carson would lose it. He was very protective of her. Some might say over protective. Due to the trauma she endored for his sake. Carlee abandoned the thought. It was much to early for that sort of stress. She sat down beside Seychelle. "How are you?" She asked her with a small grin. Carlee was glad Seychelle had found Geneivie but Carlee was secretly slightly jealous. She's been sort of having strange feelings for her for quite some time but then she started getting closer to Mr. Wright. Darell as he allows her to call him. She was fairly certain he liked her but her feelings become very strong for him lately. Perhaps even inappropriately strong.