A Place In This World [open]

[BIANCA RENAE KINGSLEY]

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[attr="class","day"] The bell rang signalling that the last class of the day was over, the other students quickly shoved their books into their bags and took off as if it was a race to see who could get home first. Bianca took her own sweet time packing up her stuff and leaving. She was in no rush to head home as there was not much waiting for her there. Life these past two years had been completely different in Ellisville than what she had been used to growing up in Hollywood. Up until her sophmore year when she decided that she needed a break from acting, she had been home schooled and this whole public school thing was definitely a new and some what scary adventure. You would think for a girl that was raised in the lime light that something like school wouldn't be scary, but it was. Instead of heading home she headed to the football field where she took a seat on one of the lower benches in the bleachers over looking the football field. At that moment it was empty and fairly quiet except for the sound in the distance of kids leaving the school. Opening up her books she started to jot down notes in preparation  for a science exam that was coming up later in the week. Always trying to be ahead of the game, plus it gave her a reason to not immediately go home. Sometimes she found her home life somewhat depressing. All she had was her dear sweet old grandmother. To be honest Bianca had a hard time making many friends since she came to Ellisville. At first people wanted to be her friend, in fact it had become quite ridiculous as it was mostly because she was a actress. Guess most of these people never got to meet some one famous. Sadly she wasn't what most of them expected and the excitement died down. At least when she was acting she had always made friends, especially with the other actresses and actors that she worked with. You get close to people and often times became like family. That was one thing she missed about Hollywood. The silence that she was enjoying was broken by the football team running onto the field preparing for practice. Followed by a few different group of girls gushing over the players. Pathetic she mumbled under her breath. She never really got that whole teenage girl thing, oddly enough she had played the role of a love struck goofy teen girl many times before. She tried hard to concentrate on her notes but she was just not able to make it happen. Maybe the football field was not the best place to study, but in her deffence she had completely forgot that there was practice today. Giving up any hope she had on finishing the notes she closed her book and packed her things up. Her body didn't move though as she found herself watching the team as they were playing, she did after all enjoy watching sports. Bianca didn't have a athletic bone in her body though. She never got to play sports because she was always working on some sort of tv show or movie and couldn't afford to hurt herself. Lets not kid are selves, she was really watching the guys not because she enjoyed the game. She found herself attracted to a few guys on the team, that Aiden guy was good looking as well as a few others. Telling herself they all probably had that "stupid jock" personality and it wasn't worth it to pursue any of them. There was no lying that even though she told herself she didn't want to be some girl gushing over the guys, deep down she wanted too be more outgoing, able to just walk up to a guy she found attractive and ask him out, go to parties and  have some crazy high school experiences.  open words outfit music

I don't know where I'm going

I'm just trying to see through the rain coming down

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[ARIANA JACQUELINE PIERCE]

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[attr="class","sera-content"]The bell rang and Ariana couldn't decide what she was doing with her afternoon. Her cousin had football practice, so no ride home from him was possible, and Ariana wasn't going to take a bus home, which left her with a couple different options. She could walk, or she could kill time around the school, maybe going for a run or something, since it was the one day of the week she didn't have cheerleading practice right away. The bell signaled that she needed to make a decision, but exactly what decision she was going to make was a loss to her. Maybe she could just wait around until Aiden was done with practice, then he could give her a ride, or leave her there, and he would pretend they weren't even related, because that was another possibility. It was always unpredictable to her what he was going to do, and whether he was going to be embarrassed of her or if he was going to be overprotective about her.

Ariana debated for a few minutes what she was going to do, but then she found herself wandering down the hallway, past the gym where she would normally go for cheerleading, and out the double doors out toward the football field where she knew the team would be practicing. If people asked what she was doing, she was there trying to get Aiden to give her a ride so she didn't have to walk home, while really she just didn't like going home. There was nothing there for her. There was nothing on the football field either, but she could kill time sitting out there.

When she reached the bleachers, it was a familiar scene for her. Ariana had seen a similar sight at her own school, where guys would be out on the field, and various groups of girls came out to watch them. She could remember being one of those girls about a year earlier. When she didn't have cheerleading practice she would hang out after school and watch the football team with her friends. Ariana didn't know what to do other than find a spot to sit down, and probably look like a complete outsider, because she didn't know any of these people well enough to really talk to them without them approaching her. Ariana was friendly, and liked spending time with people, but she was not comfortable enough with them. Sure she had made a few friends, but unfortunately she wasn't seeing any of them in the bleachers. Just a few groups of girls and then one girl in a black dress sitting alone.

Ariana was slightly timid as she walked up the steps, although she didn't let it show. She was looking for somewhere to sit. Maybe she could sit near the girl with her notes open, then she wouldn't look completely alone, but she wouldn't have to join a group where she might only know one person. Ariana made her approach slowly, but not so slow she was hesitating as she walked. She was just in no rush, because her afternoon was free.

Being back at a football field, but not busy with cheering made her old school life flash through her mind. She spent almost every afternoon on the track around the field at her old school for cheer practice or just watching. She would spend hours there, and she came back to regret it at times, but for the most part her memories from back then were good. Ariana was the popular girl with the friends there, and now she found herself taking a seat on the bleachers near a girl she didn't know, hoping to just not look like a complete loner while killing time that afternoon.

"Not exactly the place best place to study," Ariana commented looking over to the girl who was clearly distracted from her work. Ariana thought she looked familiar, but couldn't quite place where she would know the girl from.

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