Its Just Your Body That Makes Me Act This Way

[frizzy[dot]izzy]

The sun shone brightly that autumn day. The leaves were just changing colour from a fresh green, to a pear-yellow, to a deep rusty red. Ellie Robertson lightly kicked the piles of dead leafs that littered the path up to her school. She wore an overly large brown sweater, that hung off of her petite frame like a pillow on a stick. It was very thick, and kept her warm on such mild days. She also wore a charcoal turtle neck, but it was covered by a cream coloured scarf. The scarf was wide, and wrapped about her in such a way to keep her mouth nice and warm as she walked. Peaking out from this ensemble were a pair of plum stockings that clung to her lean legs; hinting to her slender figure that was clearly hidden. They quickly tucked into a light brown pair of suede boots; these too were baggy around her calves. She was a tiny little thing, and just as delicate as a teacup!

Up she went, following the path along the main lawn of Washington High. She was new here, and hadn't really been shown around the school, so she just filled in the gaps. Lots of students would meet here on sunny days before and after school, then again on lunch breaks. It was well suited as the grass around the school grew so very lush. The school its self was made of large red bricks, with a grey shackled room, and white trimming. Ellie reached forward and opened the door, holding onto her leather bag with the opposite hand.

Entering the busy halls, she continued down to her locker to put away her text books used for a bit of light reading last night. Ellie was quiet, which made her studious. Back in her boarding school she had a group of friends, and had been quite social, but... Americans were so odd. Ellie was careful when she walked as to not be stepped on, and made it successfully to her locker. Twisting the dial more than a few times, she smiled to hear a slight click against the murmur of voices. Opening it, she exchanged her books and took out the text books for her morning classes. Closing the door, Ellie turned to head to class, but this was too abrupt! Incidentally, she felt herself being pressed up against another. Someone big. Shyly, she looked up, exposing her plush pink lips from her scarf. Her grey eyes grew large in surprise of the height of this young male. She had a very pretty face for someone dressed, and as quiet as she was. Her hair was a dark red colour, but was for the most part straight, but the tips had the habit of curling, and Ellie was in the habbit of straightening her bangs every morning.

Her usually milk white skin flourished with colour on her cheeks. She looked down, her hands coming up try to push away from his chest. Ellie spoke in a very small voice, "S-sorry..."

 

[RobBase086]

RE: Its Just Your Body That Makes Me Act This Way [frizzy.izzy x RobBase086]

The sun shone brightly that autumn day. The leaves were just changing colour from a fresh green, to a pear-yellow, to a deep rusty red. Ellie Robertson lightly kicked the piles of dead leafs that littered the path up to her school. She wore an overly large brown sweater, that hung off of her petite frame like a pillow on a stick. It was very thick, and kept her warm on such mild days. She also wore a charcoal turtle neck, but it was covered by a cream coloured scarf. The scarf was wide, and wrapped about her in such a way to keep her mouth nice and warm as she walked. Peaking out from this ensemble were a pair of plum stockings that clung to her lean legs; hinting to her slender figure that was clearly hidden. They quickly tucked into a light brown pair of suede boots; these too were baggy around her calves. She was a tiny little thing, and just as delicate as a teacup!

Up she went, following the path along the main lawn of Washington High. She was new here, and hadn't really been shown around the school, so she just filled in the gaps. Lots of students would meet here on sunny days before and after school, then again on lunch breaks. It was well suited as the grass around the school grew so very lush. The school its self was made of large red bricks, with a grey shackled room, and white trimming. Ellie reached forward and opened the door, holding onto her leather bag with the opposite hand.

Entering the busy halls, she continued down to her locker to put away her text books used for a bit of light reading last night. Ellie was quiet, which made her studious. Back in her boarding school she had a group of friends, and had been quite social, but... Americans were so odd. Ellie was careful when she walked as to not be stepped on, and made it successfully to her locker. Twisting the dial more than a few times, she smiled to hear a slight click against the murmur of voices. Opening it, she exchanged her books and took out the text books for her morning classes. Closing the door, Ellie turned to head to class, but this was too abrupt! Incidentally, she felt herself being pressed up against another. Someone big. Shyly, she looked up, exposing her plush pink lips from her scarf. Her grey eyes grew large in surprise of the height of this young male. She had a very pretty face for someone dressed, and as quiet as she was. Her hair was a dark red colour, but was for the most part straight, but the tips had the habit of curling, and Ellie was in the habbit of straightening her bangs every morning.

Her usually milk white skin flourished with colour on her cheeks. She looked down, her hands coming up try to push away from his chest. Ellie spoke in a very small voice, "S-sorry..."

The large person that she happened to bump into by mistake was the star quarterback of the high schoool football team. He had on his letterman jacket with a large white W with a football pin on the letter. It was Blake Caldwell. He stood at 6',2", with short black hair and brown eyes. He weighed at 150 pounds. He was built solid and when she said sorry to him he looked down into her beautiful grey eyes. "What are you doing bumping into me?" He asked her as he was not too happy about this.

Underneath his letterman jacket he had on a Tommy Hill shirt that was a bright red color with blue stripes across his chest. He was talking with his friends who he played football with when she happened to bump into him. He had a arm full of books in his hands which a few of the books were exactly like what Ellie was carrying herself to class. It was almost time for school to begin as the sounds of feet shuffling and other students talking while going to class. Blake knew he had to get to class so he would not be late. He could not afford to miss any classes since he was the star quarterback and a very smart one as well.

He then walked away leaving Ellie standing there as he went on with his business of getting to class. As he walked into the classroom he sat down with the cheerleaders and his other teammates who he played football with. He gave the high fives and did the hand shake of being cool and all with his friends. It was a English class that he was in during his first hour of school.

 

[RobBase086]

RE: Its Just Your Body That Makes Me Act This Way [frizzy.izzy x RobBase086]

The sun shone brightly that autumn day. The leaves were just changing colour from a fresh green, to a pear-yellow, to a deep rusty red. Ellie Robertson lightly kicked the piles of dead leafs that littered the path up to her school. She wore an overly large brown sweater, that hung off of her petite frame like a pillow on a stick. It was very thick, and kept her warm on such mild days. She also wore a charcoal turtle neck, but it was covered by a cream coloured scarf. The scarf was wide, and wrapped about her in such a way to keep her mouth nice and warm as she walked. Peaking out from this ensemble were a pair of plum stockings that clung to her lean legs; hinting to her slender figure that was clearly hidden. They quickly tucked into a light brown pair of suede boots; these too were baggy around her calves. She was a tiny little thing, and just as delicate as a teacup!

Up she went, following the path along the main lawn of Washington High. She was new here, and hadn't really been shown around the school, so she just filled in the gaps. Lots of students would meet here on sunny days before and after school, then again on lunch breaks. It was well suited as the grass around the school grew so very lush. The school its self was made of large red bricks, with a grey shackled room, and white trimming. Ellie reached forward and opened the door, holding onto her leather bag with the opposite hand.

Entering the busy halls, she continued down to her locker to put away her text books used for a bit of light reading last night. Ellie was quiet, which made her studious. Back in her boarding school she had a group of friends, and had been quite social, but... Americans were so odd. Ellie was careful when she walked as to not be stepped on, and made it successfully to her locker. Twisting the dial more than a few times, she smiled to hear a slight click against the murmur of voices. Opening it, she exchanged her books and took out the text books for her morning classes. Closing the door, Ellie turned to head to class, but this was too abrupt! Incidentally, she felt herself being pressed up against another. Someone big. Shyly, she looked up, exposing her plush pink lips from her scarf. Her grey eyes grew large in surprise of the height of this young male. She had a very pretty face for someone dressed, and as quiet as she was. Her hair was a dark red colour, but was for the most part straight, but the tips had the habit of curling, and Ellie was in the habbit of straightening her bangs every morning.

Her usually milk white skin flourished with colour on her cheeks. She looked down, her hands coming up try to push away from his chest. Ellie spoke in a very small voice, "S-sorry..."

The large person that she happened to bump into by mistake was the star quarterback of the high schoool football team. He had on his letterman jacket with a large white W with a football pin on the letter. It was Blake Caldwell. He stood at 6',2", with short black hair and brown eyes. He weighed at 150 pounds. He was built solid and when she said sorry to him he looked down into her beautiful grey eyes. "What are you doing bumping into me?" He asked her as he was not too happy about this.

Underneath his letterman jacket he had on a Tommy Hill shirt that was a bright red color with blue stripes across his chest. He was talking with his friends who he played football with when she happened to bump into him. He had a arm full of books in his hands which a few of the books were exactly like what Ellie was carrying herself to class. It was almost time for school to begin as the sounds of feet shuffling and other students talking while going to class. Blake knew he had to get to class so he would not be late. He could not afford to miss any classes since he was the star quarterback and a very smart one as well.

He then walked away leaving Ellie standing there as he went on with his business of getting to class. As he walked into the classroom he sat down with the cheerleaders and his other teammates who he played football with. He gave the high fives and did the hand shake of being cool and all with his friends. It was a English class that he was in during his first hour of school.

Blake knew that the new girl had potential about her that she could fit in with him and the popular group in school. It was possibly that she needed his help though in order to make it happen. The bell rang as the students in class were talking. The short English teacher who was 55 years old and close to retire with 10 more years left to work. It was Mrs. Easton who taught the English class. She walked to the front of the class. "Good morning everyone! We are going to be watching today a classic comedy skit done by Abbott and Costello. They are famous for 'Who's on first' which is in your books." She smiled and said to them. Blake was writing a note to Ellie to apoligize for his actions before class. In the note he was asking Ellie out. He then passed the note up to her with a smile on his face. As everyone listened to the lecture.