LEAH SANFORD
TEAM POLLEO
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Yeah, I'm fascinated by Jen's boob, too.[RS:1]
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Post by LEAH SANFORD on Jul 19, 2012 22:24:47 GMT -8
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Even if she'd never talked when she was home, Leah Sanford felt so alone for the first time in her relatively short life. She did not have her horse, her dogs, her cat, her pudgy bearded dragon, or her array of hens who followed her around in her father's large and expansive garden. It seemed like just yesterday she and Richard were young, hiding among the azaleas, giggling as their father attempted to seek them out through the foliage. Richard had been gone, off to study abroad, leaving her behind with Avatar, who seemed to have died of loneliness, or some sort of separation anxiety. She had to leave Sorbet behind, whom her mother was probably going to pawn off to get more medicine while Leah was away.
After being alone in her somber dorm for days, she'd finally decided to leave it and make friends, or at least watch people and study their odd, adolescent habits. Maybe she'd even go for a run, and train for track. She slipped on a pair of high-waisted shorts, slashed vertically with thin, pale blue and white lines. She also put on a white blouse, rolled up the sleeves a bit, and tucked it in a bit. She decided to equip her dainty feet with some versatile sandals. The girl's fingers clenched a small notepad and some pens, and she quietly slithered out of her room.
There was no denying that Leah Sanford was an athlete. She had short, but lean-muscled legs, and she walked with light strides. It was almost as if she were levitating, or she were some sort of creature belonging to the Cervidae family. She didn't like to notice some of the boys of her dorm watch her as she walked by. She felt embarrassed by it all. Even if she was not too hypnotized by the male species of her kind, she wondered what having a boyfriend was like. But, apparently it was so damn distracting and stupid..especially during school.
Leah slowly crept into the cafeteria,not really wanting to draw attention to herself. The girl walked by a few tables, which were mostly ones occupied by girls. As she passed, they'd stare and comment on her almost anorexic-looking body. She picked a table that was along the large windows, looking outwards towards the terrace with a couple large trees standing proudly. It was a large table, but only she was there. Young, quiet, lonely, Leah Sanford.
She peered out the window as she flipped through pages of cluttered drawings and doodles. Finally finding a vacant spot in the pages, she began to draw one of the trees and it's massive trunk. She eventually became bored with it, and glanced through the surrounding sea of faces.
She saw the doors open, and a group of laughing boys paraded through, drawing attention to their little clique as they entered. She could see tables of girl's hunching over and having a fan girl fest about them. She turned her head back out to the window, not really wanting to become like the other girls over the boys. She swung her head back around slowly, and watched the last of the boisterous young men enter. It seemed like the younger ones were placed in the back of the herd. There was one with dark, wavy hair that caught her eye. It almost looked like some chick had gone up and tousled it...but..it looked intentional, and it looked good. Then, suddenly, she felt as if she'd made eye-contact with him, out of a crowd of about 2 billion other students. She quickly looked back down to her little notebook. Did he just look at meSTAFF POSITIONS
Souls» Henery&Leah...
Endless»611
The Answers» fjdklfjlskdfjlsdkf
Twist of Fate»
This Song» [url=http://www.youtube.com/watchSTAFF POSITIONS v=yVYhcXmXSB0]Distant Worlds-Susan Calloway
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Post by improv on Jul 20, 2012 0:14:32 GMT -8
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Jaymison-Nathaniel Henery Lockhert
THREADING WITH: LEAH SANFORD [/color] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] [/font][/center] Favorite Female Eye Color: Blue // Favorite Cereal: Cheerios//
An irritation: Girls who refuse to listen to reason.  Calculating• Restrained •Cold-Hearted• Arrogant Uncompleted:
I stepped on a rose
And I left it alone.
But it's STAFF POSITIONS STAFF POSITIONS STAFF POSITIONS drooped on the ground.
-For No One
WITHgirlINcafeteria...
A few days had passed since Henery Lockhert’s arrival as Hollow Aspen Boarding School. As is so easy for young men, the teenager had quickly found himself immersed in a large group of boys. There were about ten of them total, and ranged from Freshmans to Seniors. The older and more well-known boys lead the rowdy pack toward the large building in the distance that housed the cafeteria among others things. The group’s mission was of course raiding the place for food to fuel their ever changing bodies. Henery was just letting out a genuine laugh about a humour comment a boy to his right was making when someone jabbed him in the arm. “Check them out, ehSTAFF POSITIONS ” Willard, as he was called, mumbled in a low voice nodding his head toward the group of girls crowded at one table. Giving a light shrug his eyes gazed over the girls with no want to appraise them as his new acquaintances were busy doing. A bored look crossed unknowingly on his face as his eyes rolled along the cafeteria catching the glances shot back his way. As they moved along trying to block out the cliche faces of girls who seemed so similar they practically blurred into one he came to a sudden halt.
The now dark iris colored eyes wavered for a moment while they studied the object of their attention. She stuck out like a rat among cats. Nothing about her manner or attire insinuated she spent hours grooming herself as the girls surrounding her did. The way she kept her distance from her gender made him believe she was well aways of the mental sting their metaphorical claws. He could understand the feeling, girl were not his favorite mine field to maneuver himself. Not that he was interested in men, not by a long shot, but he wasted no time trying to get to know very well aside from a name if she had spare pencils or not. The blonde was dressed in shorts that looked more suitable to a gym, and contrasted greatly to the cut offs and skirts that the other females were wearing. A smile lit his lips unconsciously as he observed her, and then her bright blue eyes flickered up to meet his. Then something tugged against his neck and his eyes shifted over to the hand that was attached to his light blue tie. Chuckling he raised his bag to knock the boys hand away and they begin to elbow each other for a few moments. Another boy joined into the fun, and they all three chuckled loudly as they approached the lunch line.
Every so often, as inconspicuously as possible, Henery would let his gaze wonder over to the girl. He watched her with her eyes glued to her notebook, her blonde hair falling down over her shoulder and resting against the page. Getting his meal finally and sliding his meal card through the machine, he felt Willard stab him in the back to move along. He was shuffled along by the group to an empty table where they all attempted to cram into the small bench and sparse amount of chairs surrounding it. Wedged into between Willard and Patrick, Henery could barely gain elbow room as he attempted to devour his meal. It was not his habit to notice others, or to harp on them in any way, but the girl puzzled him. Picking up on his attentiveness toward the stranger, Willard nudge him and whispered quietly. “Dude, stop staring at her like you are going to eat her and just go talk to her already.” Giving his friend a dirty look, he dismissed the idea for the moment and returned to his meal making a conscious effort to include himself in the conversation and forget entirely about the blonde. The seniors announced that they were ready to head to another part of the school to play games, and everyone begin to get up and throw away their trash. Willard grabbed Henery’s arm after he had tossed his empty water bottle into the recycling bin and drug him away from the others who went on without them. “I think she is new. I don’t remember seeing her last year. She could probably use a friend. So go already.” The boy urged a second time, giving his friend a light shove and darting off with a quick wave. “Hey!”
[/b]Henery shouted after his friend, but the boy refused to stop and left him to debate his choice of engaging with the girl or not. Having spent so much time trying not to watch the girl, he had actually lost sight of her. When he started for her spot by the window she was gone. Stepping quietly out into the hallway, he caught the flash of her blue shorts just up ahead. He also noticed the very sexy legs that accompanied those shorts, and shook his head to clear his thoughts. Oh puberty, he groaned inwardly as he quickened his pace a bit behind the girl. “Hey there wait up, miss, you dropped something!” [/b] Henery called out, in the empty hallway and his voice came out much louder then he expected. Jogging a bit he caught up to her and skidded to a stop, glancing around awkward. He could not remember ever acting so foolish, or finding anyone worth giving so much of his attention to. Was it simply the mystery of this sore thumb girl that had captured his interest so fully STAFF POSITIONS [/sup][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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LEAH SANFORD
TEAM POLLEO
[M:-1600:0:10:]
Yeah, I'm fascinated by Jen's boob, too.[RS:1]
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Post by LEAH SANFORD on Jul 20, 2012 1:07:35 GMT -8
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The girl swallowed, then let her eyes slowly drift back up. Oh, great. He wasn't staring or anything.Well, that was fant-WHY IS HE LOOKING OVER AT ME AGAINSTAFF POSITIONS . The girl's already-rosy cheeks (from the warm weather) felt warmer to her touch as she casually leaned into the palm of her hand and looked over to the other side of the cafeteria. She felt like he was probably making jokes about her with his buddies, which it felt everyone else did when she mosied on by.
She kept her eyes glued to her scribbles, and tried to draw something else. Leah let her eyes climb back up to where the boys were, and she folded her lips in to keep herself from grinning at the stupid stuff some of them did with their food. If they weren't shoving it in their mouths they were smacking each other with it.
She gave quick glances at the boy, in sync with his. When he looked up at her, she was looking down. When he was looking down, or away, she was studying him....and also the other boys. Haphazardly she got little sketches of about three of their faces. But, when she was finishing the last of her messy details, he and his companion were gazing at her. Suddenly, she felt very self-conscious, or as if they knew what she'd been doing. She felt fearful, and like she should just go away. Well, that was enough exploring of the world outside her dorm for the century. She folded up her notebook, gathered her pen and left as gracefully and quickly as she could without disturbing the peace.
She wasn't even fully down the hallway when a British voice rang out. She slowed, then tilted her head back, catching a glimpse at the young boy with sex hair. He isn't talking to me...no. He isn't. He isn't...
But, once the boy got closer, he obviously proved her inner-self wrong. She dropped somethingSTAFF POSITIONS She didn't remember dropping anything. She clutched her book to her breasts protectively, as if he was going to pry it from her hands because he knew what she'd done. She wet her lips and pressed them together, looking up at the stranger. He looked much taller when he was right in front of her, compared to the across-the room look. She let her eyes drift down to his hands, since apparently she'd dropped something. The rosy-cheeked, blonde, and woman-of-few-words looked up at the interesting fellow.
Souls» Henery&Leah...
Endless»414
The Answers» well..it's shorter xD
Twist of Fate»
This Song» [url=http://www.youtube.com/watchSTAFF POSITIONS v=yVYhcXmXSB0]Distant Worlds-Susan Calloway
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Post by improv on Jul 20, 2012 22:36:37 GMT -8
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Jaymison-Nathaniel Henery Lockhert
THREADING WITH: LEAH SANFORD [/color] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] [/font][/center] Favorite Female Hair Color: Black // Least Favorite Design Pattern: Paisleys//
A quirk: Always have to lay on the side of the bed closest to the wall. Calculating• Restrained •Cold-Hearted• Arrogant Uncompleted:
I stepped on a rose
And I left it alone.
But it's STAFF POSITIONS STAFF POSITIONS STAFF POSITIONS drooped on the ground.
-For No One
WITHgirlINcafeteria...
Despite his shouting to get the girl’s attention, she still did not stop for him. Only her less quick pace gave any indication she had even heard him speaking. Then her head rotated behind her to scout him out and their eyes met for the briefest of moments. There was no time to gawk or grow awkward from a silent stare between strangers. Henery was too busy attempting to power down the hall way to fall in step with the girl thirty paces away. They both ceased to move as their encounter took place, with the boy only giving a shake of his head to right any possibly misplaced locks from his short sprint. With his eyes locked on hers, he followed her gaze when it trailed down to his empty hands. As her lips folded inward, her tongue sliding along them to moisten them, Henery’s forehead wrinkled in confusion. There was some strange feeling he began to experience as she performed this action and he was not too thrilled about it. Clearing his throat he tried to cool his hot blood and let a relaxed smile arrange his face. “Sorry, you didn’t drop anything. I just did not know how to make you stop running away from me.”
[/b] He explained, his eyes mocking as they flickered across her face. A student walked by quietly, eyes darting curiously at the scene playing out between the boy and girl. Henery’s eyes wandered over to the boy with a warm smile but dangerous eyes that challenged him to keep gawking. The boy, appearing to be a freshmen, immediately drug his eyes away from raking Leah’s body and instead focused on the floor. With that distraction past, Henery softened his gaze at the girl and propped his shoulder up against the wall to his right. “I was about to go check out the stables here, but I’m not sure if I know my way there. I heard you are new, so do you want to accompany meSTAFF POSITIONS We could get lost together.” [/b] Henery offered, a flirtatious look dropping into his inquisitive peering. Some small part of Henery wanted the girl to accept the offer, but another larger part hoped that she would refuse. It would be bothersome to be stuck exploring with this girl who appeared to be very socially awkward. His eyes flashed over to the notebook he has seen her writing in previously that was now pressed tightly to her chest . “Is that your diarySTAFF POSITIONS ”[/b] Henery asked, a hand raising to flip a flinger along the top of the pages. The girl was a mystery to him, which made that tiny fragment of him that yearned for her company to grow just a bit. Besides, who was he kidding, did he really want to be rejected by some outcast new girl STAFF POSITIONS Of course he didn’t. [/sup][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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LEAH SANFORD
TEAM POLLEO
[M:-1600:0:10:]
Yeah, I'm fascinated by Jen's boob, too.[RS:1]
Posts: 38
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Post by LEAH SANFORD on Jul 21, 2012 0:10:50 GMT -8
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"Oh. I'm sorry." she responded quietly, feeling like a total fool. Or like she wanted to crawl back into her dark cave of a dorm and never come out. This boy made her feel funny. Well, maybe a lot of boys would've had that affect on her. But she'd never felt so inclined to run from a boy like that. His looming presence made her feel a little like throwing up as well. She wanted to punch herself or something, and just make it stop.
She watched as a scrawny little freshman scampered by and stared at the odd pair. Leah blinked and saw her new 'friend' looking over to the runt. Without uttering any words, the smaller student looked down at the ground and just kept walking. Leah switched her focus to the boy, who'd all of a sudden decided to turn her head back towards her and smile at her. Her lips parted slightly, in some sort of reverie, then, they curled slightly revealing some sort of smile. He made her feel stupid, at that moment. His charming smile could stop the world itself. She blinked a few times, lashes fluttering, and sheepishly forced herself to look down at the ground again. Great, now you probably look like an idiot, too. she mentally hissed to herself.
At first, her immediate reaction to his little adventure was no. No. Absolutely not! But, maybe she'd be able to make a friend. Maybe he'd be a friend for her. Somebody she'd be able to feel comfortable around.She couldn't blow her chance. Besides..he was kinda...okay, really..OKAY...SUPER attractive. "Sure." she responded, then gave a light nod. She hadn't seen the stables yet, fearing that they'd make her too homesick. Okay, she couldn't mess this up. If she wanted something, she'd have to work for it.
As he drew attention to her notebook, she blushed a bit, then bit her lip. "Well, no. I just draw pictures in here. Bad pictures. You don't wanna see 'em." she said, not really wanting him to look inside and stumble upon the creepy picture of he and his buddies. But all there really was were random objects, creatures, and her left hand. Also, the boy who was poking and prodding at her with curiosity. She twirled a blonde tress along a dainty finger, looking away, still feeling very shy. "Well, I haven't been there either, to be honest. I'm sure we'll find it." she said, then slowly began making her way out with the stranger.
Souls» Henery&Leah...
Endless»423
The Answers» Leah: *smiled at*hurdurdduurrr
Twist of Fate»
This Song» [url=http://www.youtube.com/watchSTAFF POSITIONS v=yVYhcXmXSB0]Distant Worlds-Susan Calloway
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Post by improv on Jul 21, 2012 19:33:17 GMT -8
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Jaymison-Nathaniel Henery Lockhert
THREADING WITH: LEAH SANFORD [/color] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] [/font][/center] Favorite Female Eye Color: Blue // Favorite Cereal: Cheerios//
An irritation: Girls who refuse to listen to reason. Calculating• Restrained •Cold-Hearted• Arrogant Uncompleted:
I stepped on a rose
And I left it alone.
But it's STAFF POSITIONS STAFF POSITIONS STAFF POSITIONS drooped on the ground.
-For No One
WITHgirlINcafeteria...
T he boy’s eyebrows lowered over his eyes and the corners of his lips twisted up to meet them in a confused and judging look. Is she seriously apologizing to meSTAFF POSITIONS He wondered to himself, his eyes roaming curiously along her face. After the silent altercation that ensued between them and the fellows student, he resumed his observations. Her mouth opened and he expected her to produce some sort of noise, but instead she merely smiled. Well that was frustrating, and the skin around the boy’s jaw gave a compulsory twitch in response. When he replaced this action of irritation with a smile the girl suddenly appeared self-conscious and a fraction of a second frown grasped his face.
Straightening up from the wall, Henery nodded and adjusted his bag on his shoulder. “Wonderful.”
[/b]He expressed with forced excitement and prepared to leave. That was until the notebook caught his attention which caused the girl some form of embarrassment. “Au contraire. I do actually.” [/b]He contradicted her, leaning toward her slightly. Eyes combing her face he gave an engaging smile and kept his gaze from darting instinctively down toward their target. “As I said, we can always get lost together. I have no objections to that.” [/b]His voice lowering to a husky whisper, with a seductive intention in his words. Then his lithe fingers were snapping onto the edge of her coveted notebook and he attempted to rip it from her unsuspecting arms. With their bit of play over, Henery lead the way from the cafeteria into the bright outside of summer. “It’s very warm today.” [/b]He commented as he unbuttoned the jacket of his uniform and removed it. As classes had not officially started yet, most students were still freely dressed in casual summer clothes. Henery had the misfortune of sharing his dorm room with one of the most distracting people on campus. The teenager’s suitcases were still laying unpacked in the trunk of his car, and the only clothing he had to wear currently was the uniform he had received that morning. The only good thing that came from the too-hot-for-summer outfit was the excuse to wear a necktie. Though, it was constantly subjected to excessively tugging by his friends as they all teased one another. “I like your shorts.” [/b]Henery commented in an absentminded manner, not really noticing how they looked on her so much as how cool they probably felt in comparison to the thick pants he was wearing. As they crossed down the sidewalk and embarked on the rather long walk to the stables, the young man attempted conversation. “So, what brought you to Hollow AspenSTAFF POSITIONS ”[/b] He asked, trying his hand at small talk. His eyes caught site of white fenced pastures up ahead and a looming building in the distance. As they grew closer he could see it was indeed large but not impressively decorated which was a sore disappointment. “What team on your on by the waySTAFF POSITIONS ” His eyes raked over her appearance, which unlike his own Fidens Falcons imprinted uniform, gave away no hint of her team affiliations. [/sup][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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LEAH SANFORD
TEAM POLLEO
[M:-1600:0:10:]
Yeah, I'm fascinated by Jen's boob, too.[RS:1]
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Post by LEAH SANFORD on Jul 27, 2012 14:06:08 GMT -8
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Things got quiet for a moment, and then Henery began to speak, much differently than he was a few moments prior. He moved in, and as the space between Leah and Henery began to narrow, the girl felt uncomfortable. Her heart began to nervously thump against her small chest. Her eyes shut and she moved her head to the side a bit. it was almost as if he were going to hurt her.
Luckily, all he did was snatch her notebook. Oh, good...WAIT,NOT GOOD. NONONONONO! Leah opened up her eyes and widened them, face red and flushing. She held out her arm. "I assure you, I've got some lame stuff in there. Really ugly." she tried him. maybe he'd just skim though, and not see himself in the cluster of other doodles. "Can I have that back, pleaseSTAFF POSITIONS " she asked, but screamed and begged on the inside.
As they began making their way down to the barn, the warmth of the sun hit her skin. "Mmmhm..." she hummed, peering over at some students passing around a volleyball. As he complimented her shorts, she looked at him inquisitively. 'Is he making fun of meSTAFF POSITIONS ' she thought, feeling terribly self-concious. "Thank you." she breathed. Maybe he wasn't kidding. "Why are you wearing your uniformSTAFF POSITIONS " she asked, Wondering why he didn't choose to wear anything light. He could've just been taking summer classes.
"Well, my dad had to take me out of my other school. I got bullied...a lot. But also because I want to become an Olympian. It sounds ridiculous...i know." she sighed. "What about youSTAFF POSITIONS " she asked.
She looked over to him, noticing him looking her up and down. She looked around at the beautiful horses, peering at them with dark eyes through bars. "Polleo." she answered simply. "I'm guessing you're not on my teamSTAFF POSITIONS "
Souls » Henery&Leah...
Endless » 309
The Answers» coded.
Twist of Fate»
This Song» [url=http://www.youtube.com/watchSTAFF POSITIONS v=yVYhcXmXSB0]Distant Worlds-Susan Calloway
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