Thread: St. Marriott's (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

Flattery went very far when it came to Heidi and Kat was delivering it with unbridled grace much to her delight. Cute, honest, beautiful, good personality , and it was all directed toward her. She stole the compliments and coveted them, held onto them tight with that broad deranged smile of hers. Heidi could have heard about that sort of thing all day, even though she didnt need to being called cute was one thing, a little endearing if nothing else but beautiful ? It made her face warm, made it tingle slightly along with her insides, made her heart flop once and her head swirl good personality to her was something that was sure to be rooted out for the truth later on but that was okay. Sometimes Heidi almost felt like she deserved Sera, like shed landed Sera in the first place because she was lacking in good personality, because she was a moral deficient, because she was sick and there was something wrong with her! Sick people with sick people, sick people always ended up with sick people, Seras sick was just latent, one that had taken a long time to bubble up to the surface, that or with any luck, with any of her prayers answered a phase. -proof of maybe why she thought her personality wasnt exactly good , in a matter of seconds shed managed to turn a very nice and flattering string compliment into a dark little debate about whether she belonged with a sociopath, if Kat was wrong about her, if Kat would come to realize she was wrong, if she was wrong at all and with it that broad smile of hers shrinking down to one more forced by posterity than politeness. people sometimes changed their tune on her faster when they began to realize just how changeable she was herself. Her eyes had sunk to her feet, another repeating pattern she often found solace in as she stumbled through life left, right, left, right, left, right 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2 thankfully her small smile and still blushing cheeks could easily cover up what was bouncing about inside her as a sign of bashfulness rather than a sign of being just a little bit upset, just a little bit self-conscious, just a little bit anxious for where this was heading just like Kat was. Before Sera shed thought everything in her life that was good, anyone in her life that was good, just like her emotions was sure to change, spoil, mold, fester the good would turn to bad and the bad would turn to worse. Sera would be different though, Sera had changed things for her, Sera had given her those crippling hopes that like her everything could end up as bright, beautiful, a ray of sun in the dark. it wasnt hard to imagine how hard the blow had been when her complacencies were routed out and the thought Sera had changed became awareness acceptance. Heidi wasnt even sure where that week had gone but shed woken up in her Cousins loft with a hospital band around her wrist so it was only fair to assume it had been dark as it could be. No, Kat wasnt Sera. She may not be the one and she may not even be the one for now or the girl she was going to end all this with get hurt trying make an attempt fail together none of the above, but she wasnt Sera and while Sera had been like all her old insecurities and poor way of thinking proven shed given her the greatest gift of all the choice to see things different, see Kat and any other opportunity for long-term joy as just that, face value and first impression forward. Kay, I can do greatness. She responded with the same playful levity her nose crinkling as she winked as if to say I get it, facetious. If all else fails Im a pretty good kisser! she teased poking her tongue out, not taking notice to a few heads that turned at the comment. Kat quick turned so formal about it all, Heidis outward disposition didnt take to it or change with it but internally she went to work. Tomorrow gave her plenty time to plan, to prepare, pick an outfit and try to figure out something special to give birth to greatness like shed joked about expecting, yeah, it was a joke but still, Heidi did want a few more compliments to internally debate down to self-depreciation. besides, this wouldnt work without greatness, without shock and awe, without showing Kat a side of her that was worth committing to, she needed to seem worth committing to, needed to be committed to if this would work out. She still didnt know where things would end up in the long run but she wanted the illusion there could be a long run! Kat was excited, so was she, it was a perfect first step down any avenue, one being Kat as a long term love interest, the other Kat as a pawn for her moral obligation to remove Sera from her position of power or the third option, the avenue of Heidi moving on with her life. She didnt get the luxury of considering this just a date so even if Kat was giving it playful jokes and hints Heidi didnt get to feel like it was a low pressure gig for much more than a few breaths here and there. Time, let you know, pool, here. Heidi listed off, nodding at each statement before finding Kat looking into her previously absentee eyes, a brief moment allotted in her forming schedule to give her bashfulness grip. Date! kay, talk to you later Kat! Heidis knees bent quick before she bounced back up, something like a modernized curtsey before she too went on her way toward her room, mind now abuzz about the date and not the ugly little insecurities and details the devil hid in, as long as she remained behind the illusion this was entirely innocent like any other young adult asking another for an opportunity to enjoy one and others company intimately she could keep the pleasantly pleased smile plastered across her features till she found Kat again to give here the detes. - Sensory overload struck Tamera like a shovel in the side of the head as the door swung open and she was almost attacked by a whole world of Im better than you. First she saw the dress, that dress, she knew that dress, she knew the price tag on it, she knew the store in the city shed bought it from that even friends of hers chocked on prices at, she knew because shed flirted with the idea of shop-lifting it she wanted it so bad, the way it showed off her perfect back, dipped in the chest, split at the side, she knew how amazing Sera looked in it because she knew how amazing she would look in it even if she could never afford it, shed dreamed about herself in that dress, dreamed about herself with women in luxury accommodations gracefully swaying from side to side in that very black number, and now all those dreams and fantasies had been hijacked and suddenly her place in them was stolen by Sera and that caused far more a choke than the price tag ever could of as her eyes did not want to pull away. She smelt a strong and sultry menagerie of flowery scents that numbed the mind, it was like giving sight to the blind because even when she pried her eyes from Sera to see her room mental Polaroids of her, her dress, her piercing narrowed eyes slapped her in the face, dancing through her brain with dangerous promise. There was a very fine line between humility and humiliation and that was a line Tamera didnt know how to cross when she became caught up in the picking order of St. Marriotts School for Girls. Back home she knew how to be humble, how to humble herself, be joyous in the living of her and her parents but here, she couldnt, she was so busy working out that picking order, who was better than who and how she could arrange herself to be better than them that the minute anyone presented as better than her in any way at anything she was thrust into a dark bile of humiliation she could only scratch and claw her way out of or sulk as she waded her way through. Shed be humiliated to the point of breaking were it ever to get out this dorm room, Seras dorm room more like apartment was nicer than the apartment shed spent her first eight years of life in, mom, dad, her in a one bedroom apartment, her place on the couch, mom and dads in a bed in the middle of the main room, kitchenette and washroom. Essentially their first apartment was this room by floor-plan, maybe a little bit bigger but her apartment could have had a whole next two or three rooms it didnt matter, everything in this dorm was exquisite and luxurious, black leather, expensive drapery and textiles, everything was the pinnacle of effete expenditure without becoming gaudy or too excessive Tamera was humiliated, and only able to sulk through it. She was regretting now, wishing there was a way to steal flight out of it, she felt her eyes on the ground for far too long and her lips quiver just once. A hard swallow and a reivaluation drummed up nothing to stave off the humiliation but at the very least it carried her forward, carried her toward the plush leather couch and the flowery intoxication that surrounded it. Sera wasnt beautiful in the conventional sense, not today at least, today she was drop dead gorgeous, sexy, hot as fire and just as damaging, she was like a star on the red carpet but not one of those unflattering shots where their makeup caught the flash of a camera wrong and they looked normal , no she was like a photoshopped to perfection selfie waltzing through like and she knew it, Sera knew she was undeniably sexy and shed done all this just to... again she was struck by an overload, Sera knew, Sera knew everything Heidi had told her everything and now she intended to take advantage of it. People didnt waltz around in dresses that cost the same amount as a down payment on a car just for the hell of it, just because they could, no, dresses like that, even for the rich and the shameless they came out for purpose and demand. so what was Seras? did she intend to seduce her or just make her feel microscopically small for her own twisted little kicks like Tamera used her words and glares to make other girls feel microscopically small for the same ends. On the couch Tamera eased down, almost as if she was worried she may somehow shatter the undeniably beautiful scene with her shameful little existence if she acted with anything cautious shot nerves. Her hands balled into fists atop her school-skirt and her feet only touched the ground at the round of her shoes toes she really did not look comfortable, she really did not look proud, she didnt look happy to be there, she most of all did not look the girl who marched through the halls with supreme ownership and excellence she looked just like the truth, looked just like the secrets Heidi had told Sera a lower middle class lesbian deep in the closet in the presence of a goddess.