Battle of Words | Estella & Shannon
Shannon could tell that Stella was enjoying this, and she couldn’t decide if that made her less or more of a threat. It was simply some fun for the other girl, not some intense curiosity or even malice. If she tired of it, she would leave. For the time being, however, Stella seemed perfectly content to stay and aggravate Shannon - of which she was doing a very good job. As the conversation shifted to a girl’s recent trip to the outback, Shannon found herself both annoyed at no longer being the center of attention and a little relieved that at least the questions - particularly from Stella - have stopped. And while Shannon hated to admit it, she also couldn’t help feeling jealous of the girls who didn’t have to lie to have the trips Shannon could only dream of. Tuning out the stories that were being passed around like sparkly trinkets to be admired, Shannon studied the other girl. She realized she knew very little about Stella. Well, the new Stella. The old Stella was the sort of girl she could always depend upon to be absolutely smashed at every party. But since the school year has started, she seemed rather sobered. Why, Shannon had no idea (though she had some ideas). She would have to do some digging, just in case Stella decided to do some of her own. Nothing like a bit of information to keep other’s mouths shut and out of her business. As the crowd of girls began to disperse, Shannon made no attempt to reclaim their attentions. The game, as she supposes it all was, was over for the day. But she watched Stella, whose amusement never seemed to leave her eyes. Your move, they seem to say to her.
Stella didn't dislike the redhead but she also didn't trust her and even though she wasn't one to be trusted herself, she did hold it to a high degree in her small list of morals. Trust was something she rarely found. There was little that others could do to earn her undying loyalty. In fact, she was beginning to wonder if she'd be loyal to anyone ever. Deciding that was a thought conversation for a later time, she focused back on the space she was currently in. A random question was asked here and there but she avoided offering up much information. It was more effort than she was willing to give up.
Shannon's eyes on her didn't make her uncomfortable. There wasn't really any threat in her eyes--at least the threat her roommate was attempting to give wasn't all that strong. Crossing her legs, Stella leaned backs slightly and gave a self satisfied smirk. Her work seemed to be done. Was it slightly childish? Perhaps but with the way Shannon was looking at her feeling more accomplished that day than before. Her attention was fully on the red haired roommate and she tilted her head before speaking. "What a lovely conversation, don't you think Shannon?" There were still people about and Shannon always seemed to be the one to perform for an audience. It was really only when they were alone that their dislike of one another showed up.
