tasteslikecandy (tasteslikecandy) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-01-31 18:58:00 |
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Current music: | CeCe Peniston - Love Thang |
Entry tags: | axel, kissy |
Week One: Tuesday
Who: Kssy n MR. HECKATUM
Where: IRONICALLYHELLONEARTH flyinck lass
When: 2sday
What: ldis r pimps 2
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The Faerie Princess
and
The Demon of Mid-Morning
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Chapter 2
Kissy had sucked that hapless girl into her world of gossip in moments. Wide-eyed, it was fifteen minutes before she had even caught her up to speed in between text messages to her cousin Morgana (name!barf) and her boyfriend drama. Then the bomb came. He was totally half-demon/faerie and told her that as an excuse when her friend Elrida used her pixy powers to totally breathe underwater and catch him at the beach with this girl who told everyone she was a siren but everyone totally knew she just had some harpy blood and she wouldn't fess up and saw them kissing but he told her that he knew Elrida was watching and so just wanted to catch her spying but then Elrida's sister's boyfriend's uncle knew her boyfriend's cousin's best friend and they said that it was a total family secret that he was so SLEEPING WITH HIS STEP-BROTHER and the illusion was some spell to make sure like other people and not her found out because why would they know that harpy girl who was so dumb anyway and OH MY GOD his step-brother is totally married with kids and it was so scandalous.
So you can imagine how long it took Kissy and the girl to text message that entire script to just about everyone they knew AND include further clarifying details upon request. AGES. In the realms of girly temptation, Kissy was a whirlwind, a flurry of punches and kicks that out-fu'd Axel's greatest moves. He was a dragon so tiny that he was practically iguana and a princess so big...er, with HAIR so big he had no chance of reaching her.
Her hair wasn't totally big today, but had suffered from the previous day's teasing by just refusing to be manageable today. Kissy solved this problem by rolling a colorful scarf into a headband and then using a hairtye to give herself a cute, if messy side ponytail. Then there was her black calf-length leggings with lace accent at the bottom (aero-dynamic!) and an extra-long turquoise tanktop dress with a tighter, shorter black tanktop underneath it. Some white skimmers with little blue flying pigs across it and a black belt to give her dress a waistline. It had taken her ten minutes to choose earrings (ten minutes she was supposed to be in her first class, incidentally) and had finally found the second matching button earring in a random purse. And some modesty shorts. Not because she planned on flying or anything, but just in case. Sometimes she couldn't resist the urge to cartwheel if provoked enough and she had learned the no modesty shorts lessons the HARD way. (and no, not what you're thinking way, but in the wedgie way!)
Now she was firmly planted next to yesterday's new friend and animately talking about all the new details...of which there were none. But everyone's reactions to the situation had to be analyzed down to the Nth degree and finer points rehashed to the point of liquefication. Kissy did a pretty good job at avoiding him at the beginning of class. She got out of the changing room at like, the last possible minute. Then fussed with her hair tie. THEN she had to warm up, then she and the other girl were like 'working together' which mostly involved looking like they were doing something when really, more of the above.
Eventually, however, thedragon hewhoblotsthesun teachergonemade Mr. Hecatomb's cold, dark shadow crept upon her again. Would our princess evade his maniacal clutches yet again today? Could the power of good triumph against...vaguely-and-most-likely-subjec