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T1W2 " Dictionary Meanings "

Sunday, January 18, 2009

"Flamboyance," Xenia read, loudly, intending very much to be as ostentatious as she possibly could, "strikingly bold or brilliant; showy. Timorous, full of fear; fearful. Cow--"

He had turned his head, and he was looking about confused, though the glance he sent her way was more than a little suspicious. Xenia grinned to herself, hiding her face behind her thick sixth revision of Oxford's dictionary as she cackled to herself mentally. "Coward, a person who lacks courage in facing danger, difficulty, opposition, pain and the ilk; a timid or easily intimidated person..." With a feigned fortuitous musing, she spoke to her dictionary as loudly as she could. "Hmm, that sounds really familiar..." Carelessly, she twiddled her dyed silver hair around her free hand, twisting it into a tight rope before letting it drop and picking up a new lock. "Idiot, a person of the lowest order in a former classification of mental retardation, having a mental age of less than three years old and an intelligence quotient under 25. Well, I never knew that! Poor fellow..." she cast a meaningful glance over the top of her book at her target, who glanced up to glare in her direction. But she resumed, as jauntily as ever.

"Retard, a person who is stupid, obtuse, or ineffective in some way-- Oh hello!"

The dictionary was unceremoniously whipped away from her left hand, to reveal the irritated expression on the face of her classmate. He sniffed as he closed the dictionary with a sharp snap and set it in front of her. "Feigning stupid now, should've expected it to be you. Do you know what a library is for?"

Pursing her lips, Xenia shook her head, "Poor poor, Iriel! Do you want me to explain it word for word to you? I have that book exactly for that! It's called a dictionary, d-i-c-t-i--"

"I know what a dictionary is!" Iriel exclaimed, before hastily looking around to make sure nobody heard, "What are you doing here? You were expelled ages ago."

Xenia picked up her bag and rummaged through it, picking out a laminated piece of plastic, "Visitor's pass," she offered, like it explained everything. "More importantly, I was supposed to settle the library fines and return the books from last last month. It's not fair since I was banned from school for that span of ti--"

"Iriel, the teacher's calling for you," interrupted another girl as she brushed past the table, a stack of books tucked safely in her folded arms.

The addressed response was immediate: he straightened, pushing the dictionary back towards the delinquent with an exaggerated sniff. "Go read your dictionary," he hastily replied, distractedly peering down the aisle where the interruption had came from. Xenia had only blinked at him, accepting the dictionary with a mildly confused look at the sudden, imminent departure.

"Amazing glasses, by the way," he added as he jogged off, "I'll get back to you."

Taking off her thin wire-frame spectacles, she frowned at them for an extended period of time before tilting them to check the glass for scratches. "But I chose them because they were boring!"

posted at 12:40 AM


3 comments

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think I will have an enjoyable time reading about Xenia.
Just a point to take note. Do you mind making the font size bigger? It will make reading even more enjoyable for me. :)

January 19, 2009 at 8:19 PM

 
Blogger dInG yI said...

very very long journal!! you are good at your words though(:

January 21, 2009 at 7:56 PM

 
Blogger Sheryl said...

Wow, those are long journals! You have a flair for writing, keep it up. (:

January 21, 2009 at 8:03 PM

 

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