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Thursday, March 12, 2009

"Heeey~!" trilled Xenia, as she slid into an empty seat next to the poor girl with the nerdy glasses and helmet-like hair, a blinding smile in place, "You look like the gregarious type, and those glasses, you have to be the altruistic kind right? Wonderful skin colour, totally reminds me of the indigenous tribe I did research on, and that hair, gorgeous, honey I tell you. What say you we form a coterie?" In times of "let's-freak-this-sucker-out" games, use lots of words that half the high school population have barely any idea about. Keep the sunburn capable smile in place, and keep the shine trained on the poor victim. Never mind if it doesn't fit properly, smile-wise or word-wise, they will be too stunned to care about whether the tenses, grammar or adjectives are correct. Or if the introduction was too... you know, cursory.

It works. Always.
For Xenia at least. Maybe the shining, bleached hair adds on to the spotlight that is her scarily wide, friendly smile.

Or the fact that no sane person would ever match bleached silver hair with gold contacts.
Or wear glasses because they think they look good.
Or maybe, Xenia just has the aura of someone just slightly not right in the head.

Everybody seems to point at the third though.

posted at 5:09 AM


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