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[TEXT to: AARON KENNEDY]
Faye: Guess who.
Alone, Together | Aaron and Georgia
It had been an eventful few days to say the very least. When they'd touched down in Canada, all Georgia had wanted to do was chill out and watch a movie, instead she'd found herself going to a party, ending up with concussion and now nursing a thousand bruises and a broken nose. It was almost unreal how many times Georgia managed to get herself in trouble, and this party had ended just like the last one, also with Georgia in a fight, though it had been with Danny, and he hadn't thrown stuff at her. And so, with this in mind, all she wanted to do was spend the next few days relaxed and chilling out, and avoiding being punched.
That was why she'd pretty much retreated to her room the most of the day, venturing out only a few times to be social. When she hadn't been talking to people, she'd been unpacking, or smoking and making her way through the book she'd never finished in Paris. It was nice, it was calm and it allowed her to not be on edge. Books and cigarettes. It was a cliche, but it was nice. Not that she loved to read, but as a way to get away from stuff, it worked
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A New Resident | Reyron
Why did she turn when she was eighteen? She hated the fact that she looked so young. It forced her to go to school over and over, but it helped her, though. When Reyna was a young human, her family was too poor, and they could afford school for her. Now, she could catch up on what she had missed, and also learn a few new things. She didn't go to school every year; only once or twice a century, so she would make people suspicious. But she was like all teens; she hated school. The sweaty guys walking through the hallways and the girls actually liking the horrible smell. It was just pathetic to see how the people had changed along the years. She had to compel the principal to get her into school and give her a locker, the best locker. But it was so small and old, it smelled like condoms and it had stickers of 'Spice Girls' all over it. She slammed its door and kicked her backpack below her.
