Lumen Buelow (burninginside_) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2013-01-17 03:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-09-22, darklis, lumen |
some people never learn to share
Who: Darklis and Lumen
When: Just before school lets out
Where: In the hallway
Lumen felt like someone’s dress-up doll. Actually, she felt like Dalilia’s dress-up doll to be more specific, and she did not like it. She hadn’t dressed up yesterday and had absolutely no intentions of dressing up for today, but she had made the mistake of sleeping over at the water elemental’s house. She had been so amped after meeting Joseph, the fire-elemental, in the park that she wanted to talk to her friend about it. Lumen was so not the kind of person to gush over anyone – the closest she came to that was when she could manage to make it through a single sentence about a someone without adding a cutting or judgmental word in – but there was something about the man that made him seem better than most everyone else. It could have been the fact that he was a fire elemental like her; it could have also been the fact that she was certain he could teach her how to use her abilities. The thought never occurred to her that Joseph might not want to teach her. In her mind, it wasn’t even a possibility. And all the while she had rattled on and on about meeting the man in the park and all the things he could do, Dalila had listened and actually seemed glad that she had met another of her element; however, Lumen now suspected that that may have all been to butter her up and make getting her dressed that much easier. There was no real way for her to know; she wasn’t the one who could read minds. No matter how much Dalila argued otherwise, Lumen was convinced that everyone who complimented her was doing so out of mockery. For every ‘you look great!’ she received, she returned a glare that she felt spoke for itself. She had made it through the morning with an extra jacket she kept in her locker, but it had no hope of lasting for much longer than that. When Dalila couldn’t wrest it from her back, she decided the only other option would be to soak it completely. Lumen had halfway considered wearing it anyway out of spite, but she could barely get one arm through the sopping wet fabric before her skin started to crawl. She spent the rest of the day feeling half-naked and constantly picking at the neckline to make sure her chest wasn’t spilling out. Needless to say that by afternoon, Lumen was in a horrible mood. As the school day began winding to a close, she could think of nothing else but getting home and getting out of her clothes. The odds were even more likely that she would go through tomorrow without speaking to Dalila as a return for forcing her to wear the ridiculous outfit. As if on cue with her thoughts, her eyes caught sight of the person that was currently a new fixation in her best friend’s mind. Lumen felt a sudden urge of pride over her outfit when she saw what Darklis was wearing; she wasn’t wearing anything that matched Dalila. Even still, she couldn’t repress the urge to walk over and say something. And that was exactly what she did. “So I’m guess you didn’t have to try too hard to come up with an outfit for today, huh?” Lumen was probably one of the few who would have the audacity to walk up to a vampire with this level of serious attitude. |