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we're kind of inexplicable
Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella"
self_composed
Bella's return - she's decided that no one knows a damn thing about how quickly fractures of unknown severity can heal, so she's not limping anymore, and wears only a mostly-symbolic handful of (actual) bandaids in some visible locations - is the talk of the school. Mike even talks to her again, solicitously demanding (annoying), wanting the story, wanting to be the first to know if she needs anything, wanting to walk her to class in case she falls; she's cool to him, but not outright cold, she doesn't want enemies if she doesn't have to make them. Tyler Crowley, van driver, apologizes so profusely that she expects him to offer her his life in servitude. Jessica cases Bella quickly and efficiently for any details of the story that weren't obvious (Bella hit by van, injured, out of school two weeks, back with only minor scratches left) and then serves as a very convenient buffer for everyone else. Eric wants to know if Bella has scars. Lauren wants to know if Bella's car is fixed yet. Angela doesn't like the attention she's getting for having been Bella's schoolwork-ferry for the duration.
Bella wants to eat her damn lunch. Sigh.
Bella wants to eat her damn lunch. Sigh.
Alice
edgeofyourseat
[Can do,] he says cheerfully, and makes his way to her table. This time there is no conveniently empty seat, so he steals a chair from the next table over, drags it up to the end of hers, and gently nudges her tray down a few inches to make room for his.
"Hi, Bella," he says. "Hi, crowd. Cupcake?"
And indeed, he opens up today's Tupperware container to reveal two tiers of whimsical cupcakes. That is not what it originally contained, but no one is going to know the difference.
"Hi, Bella," he says. "Hi, crowd. Cupcake?"
And indeed, he opens up today's Tupperware container to reveal two tiers of whimsical cupcakes. That is not what it originally contained, but no one is going to know the difference.
Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella"
self_composed
[It'll die down in a few days.]
She's done eating. She decides to leave very early for Bio, where only Angela will be able to follow.
Classes are both duller (because she pentagoned all of them, because she wants both good grades and spare time) and more interesting (because her brain is now her notebook, and she can space out and think about whatever she likes), now.
Bio starts, Bio ends, gym class time. Bella wonders if anyone has noticed that she isn't tripping, yet.
She's done eating. She decides to leave very early for Bio, where only Angela will be able to follow.
Classes are both duller (because she pentagoned all of them, because she wants both good grades and spare time) and more interesting (because her brain is now her notebook, and she can space out and think about whatever she likes), now.
Bio starts, Bio ends, gym class time. Bella wonders if anyone has noticed that she isn't tripping, yet.
Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella"
self_composed
"Well," Bella says. "I still don't have an actual diagnosis - but what I think happened is that I had something knocked loose in one of my ears, and that caused my balance issues. And now they're just... Even on crutches I wasn't falling over. I haven't had a near miss on tumbling down the stairs or slipped walking on ice since the accident. I think getting hit by a car managed to knock my ear how it's supposed to be. And I want to fold into regular gym class."
Alice
edgeofyourseat
"Nope," she says. "Something tells me you're unusually motivated right now not to do anything that'll get you hurt. Besides, if you successfully did a cartwheel I'd have to find out who taught them to you while you were still Little Miss Klutz, and then I'd have to decide whether to shake their hand or drop them in the scorpion pit."
...Alice giggles.
...Alice giggles.
Alice
edgeofyourseat
"Doesn't it?" agrees Ms. Finch.
"If somebody around here was gonna have a scorpion pit, it would definitely be you," says Alice.
[Downside to her knowing? Not really any. Downside to telling her? I have to, like, talk about it. She might decide to hug me.] He glances at her as though to assess the risk of hugs. [Okay, probably not,] he concedes, [but it could happen.]
"If somebody around here was gonna have a scorpion pit, it would definitely be you," says Alice.
[Downside to her knowing? Not really any. Downside to telling her? I have to, like, talk about it. She might decide to hug me.] He glances at her as though to assess the risk of hugs. [Okay, probably not,] he concedes, [but it could happen.]