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I made a Darcey ^_^
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I need to remember to make these >_>
Anyway, I've already replied to all of my replies so yeah :D
Judging by Darcey’s prevailing expression, he didn’t do a very good job of hiding his antagonism. Of course, it wasn’t like he was planning to beat the boys to a bloody pulp; he doubted that he could ever reach that stage of animosity, and he hoped he never will. Really, all he wanted to do was cause some small trouble for the people who there Darcey’s bag into the lake. The brunette was a bit rusty with his pranking skills, since he rarely found time for it nowadays.
“No, no I’m not,” he said finally, shaking his head. He didn’t want to scare off the girl, and it was obvious that she had hard enough of a day as it is. The brunette stuffed his books in the ratty bag, and grinned at Darcey, his eyes sparkling mischievously as he pushed himself up. He cringed lightly upon seeing her face, and corrected himself. “Okay, but just a tiny bit,” he looked at her, and quickly added to his sentence. “If it’s okay with you.”
A deep sigh of relief escaped Darcey when her suspicions of Henry getting ready to go and knock the boy's heads together were false. A lot of trouble would be caused if he went ahead and tried to 'knock some sense' into those hooligans. It's not that she did not appreciate that Henry would do that for her, it's more of the fact that she did not want him to fight her battles. She could handle herself. Not very well, but at least she put in an effort.
Blue eyes rolled when her relief was short lived. "Henry, you really don't have to do that. They're just a bunch of bullies that enjoy inflicting pain on others. Sure it would be nice to see them get what they have coming to them, but that doesn't make it any more right than what they are doing."
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Hearing a voice call his name, Jamie glanced up and smiled when he saw Darcey, waving a hand at her in greeting, quickly weaving through people passing by to join her.
“Hey there!” he greeted with a bright smile. “Good to see you!”
Darcey stopped and tried to regulate her breath once more after running towards Jamie. She bent down to take a few breaths before straightening herself up once more with a bright smile on her face.
"It's good to see you too." Her smile died down to a smile one when her shyness was starting to set in. "Um... so, how have you been?"
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The weekend arrived, and Jamie was relieved to have time away from school - it was a god-send. Sighing somewhat to himself, though it was a happy sigh, Jamie moved towards the park, content to spend the day out in the crisp, wintery air.
It was a sunny and very bright day in the town of Burgess. On this day, Darcey could be spotted sitting at a lone bench in front of the town's park entrance with a good book that seemed to captivate all of her attention. Though, a moving figure managed to catch her attention when they moved almost right by the girl.
Darcey's brought her head up and spotted her new friend, Jamie. With a smile she spoke. "Jamie! Hey!" Quickly, she closed her book and stuffed it into her satchel before getting up to catch up to the male.
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Jack let out a snort of laughter as he watched the snowball hit his friend in the shoulder. He’d noticed that she’d been staring rather dumbstruck at how quickly he’d made that wall. He would have loved to make it out of snow bricks but it didn’t always pay to just show off. Snowballs were one thing but the snow wall was something he’d worked on for at least fifty years before perfecting it.
Distracted as he was, he let out a small “oof” as he was hit by the first snowball thrown. He fell over as he was hit in the face, reaching up to rub at his nose with a laugh. He peeked over the wall, grabbing one snowball and throwing it in a wide arc while he took another and threw it more directly. “Point each so far!” he called.
He would have picked up more snowballs but he wanted to see how the two he’d just thrown would be dealt with. He had to admit that Darcey was handling herself quite well for someone who had never had a snowball fight before. Maybe it was just in his blood. The thought made him chuckle lightly to himself at such a silly notion.
The incoming snowball was one Darcey could not dodge so it ended up hitting her straight on the top of her head. She shook her head back and forth to get the snow off and reached up with a gloved hand to brush the extra away. A playful glare was shot towards Jack once Darcey’s hair was free of any snow and she quickly grabbed one of her pre-made snowballs.
“Not for long!” Darcey called out towards Jack in response to his comment about the point each of them had. Without missing a beat the girl threw the snowball straight towards Jack, hoping it would land right on it’s mark. After that single snowball was thrown, two more soon followed. In Darcey mind and according to her logic, he should be hit by at least one of them.
Oh yes, the wide arc throw was one of his personal favourites. It was dodgable but only if you were quick and knew it was coming. The slow descent made it so that, with practice, one would never hit you. He almost felt bad for using that technique but it did net him a point so he wasn’t going to complain. Jack wasn’t really aiming to win, however. For the most part, he really just wanted to lose but he couldn’t make it easy on her.
Jack laughed at the glare, quickly ducking to avoid the snowball. Since he’d ducked, he didn’t notice that two more had been thrown. Oblivious to what was coming his way, he popped his head up again only to get hit twice in the face before falling over. Reaching up, he brushed the snow from his face and shook his head with a soft chuckle.
Very slowly this time, he peeked over the wall. “Three to two. Caught me by surprise with those other two,” he admitted with a playful smirk.
The game wasn’t over, though. He reached for two more snowballs as well, lobbing them in rapid succession toward his friend. Just as she had done, he waited a moment before he threw a third in hopes that he could fake her out just as she’d done to him.
A loud laugh erupted from Darcey when she noticed that her friend did not only get hit with one of her snowballs that were thrown but with two. She honestly did not know why that was so humorous to her, but it surely made her chuckle for a long while.
This it when two snowballs had successfully hit the girl in the chest and caused her to fall over into the snow. It took little time for her to get back up only to be hit with yet another snowball straight in her jaw and fall back over once more.
Once Darcey could actually get orientated, she pushed herself back up and rubbed her now sore jaw. She peeked over the wall so only the top half of her face was shown to Jack making sure he was not going to sneak in yet another snowball.
"This is not over yet, Jack Frost!" She called over to her friend with a playful smirk before she gathered some snowballs and threw the snowballs over to Jack. She may be running low on ammo, but her child-like and playful fighting spirit was still in full throttle.
The brunette could spot the wanderlust that held themselves in Darcey’s blue eyes, one that he knew for he had a similar type of gleam in his own eyes. Traveling was a desire he could never manage to sate, despite all the adventures he had experienced throughout the course of the months. It was something that always built up in the pit of his stomach, and screamed like a caged monster whenever it didn’t receive the attention it so sorely needed.
Due to his insatiable desire to travel, he couldn’t help but feel sympathy for those who wanted to see the world but were unable to do so. However, the load on the brunette’s shoulders lightened when he remembered the girl’s obvious fondness for books. In his opinion, if one couldn’t see the world, they might as well read travels of others, regardless of the fact that they might be fictional. “Reading is cool,” Henry repeated, grinning widely. “Anyone who says otherwise hasn’t found the right book.”
His grin started to shift into a deep frown when Darcey reluctantly mentioned people throwing her satchel in a body of water. Being the son of Nicholas St. North didn’t come with as much benefits most people would think. More often than not, when he was in high school, his things, like gym clothes and homework, would ‘mysteriously’ disappear. Soon after incidents like that happened, there would be a group of guys snickering when he tried to explain how he lost his math homework.
“Ah.” Henry found his lips saying, and he prayed that he didn’t look as angry as he felt. He straightened himself to his full height, and scratched the back of his head, contemplating on what he should do. The brunette wasn’t sure if Darcey would be comfortable with him if he threatened the jerks who threw her bag into the lake. “Um, what did they look like, if you don’t mind my asking?”
“That’s what I try to tell them all the time!” Darcey explained to Henry on the topic of other people thinking reading is not cool. “But usually they just brush it off and never put in the effort.”
There was certainly one thing that Darcey could not stand: Someone who was not willing to try something new for a change. Sure, she is not as adventurous as some make her out to be, but there is that wandering spirit in her that really wants to see the world. Once she can finally get out of this small town and go to college that is when she will be free to do anything she has always wanted to do. That life is getting closer and closer each day yet Darcey grows even more impatient by the second even though she chooses not to show this.
After she told Henry what really happened with her bag, she noticed him tense up and a look of anger crossed his features. A long, deep sigh escaped Darcey as she looked pleadingly at Henry.
“You’re not going to do anything to them, are you?”
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So... my muse is non-existent today >_< I'll try to get to my replies as soon as I can, but for right now they will not be quality enough for me to publish ;w;
adios for now mis amigos.
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Oh wow I haven't been here in a while!
I'm so sorry for the delay in replies. Life has been getting in the way of everything but in a good way if that makes any sense xD
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Dude… I have 30 followers……..
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Dude... I have 30 followers........
I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH. I THOUGH I WOULD NEVER REACH OVER 10 THANK YOU