All by Myself (Open)

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Lieke Sanders~

Lieke headed towards one of the research labs there. Towing her white coat and small bag behind her, she shuffled her feet across the street. Any other day, she wouldn't have minded going to the lab. It was the one place where she could think and be herself. But...today just wasn't her day. Hunched over as usual, she tried to find a pattern on the stones. Being in district two was great...if there was somebody else to be with.

Li looked up at the sky. Not a bad day, either. So what was making her feel so down. Nothing bad occurred at home. Just the usual teasing, blaming, yelling. Inside, Li was abused. If anything, she would've ran to district 12 in hopes of somebody there who would accept her. But here, in this "great" district, there was no place she could belong except in the lab. After letting out a long sigh, Li decided to continue onwards. Any place was better than home at the time.

[vividwriter]

Syrum Belling.

I can't help I'm outgoing. My mother says it will get me in trouble some day...not that she cares. But I see a stranger, quite older than I, trudging alone towards the lab. Since I'm going towards the school, which is the same sort of direction, I skip up to join her.
"Hey. My name is Syrum. What's yours?" Is my usual greeting.
Will she respond?

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[XD...major tense and point-of-view change but it should be okay]

Li looked to her side. Standing next to her was a small, petite girl, somewhere in her early teens. Early teen years...Li had already forgotten about them. She put her best effort in to smile. "Good morning. I'm Lieke but you could call me Li. Aren't you supposed to be heading to school?"

Being quite fond of school, Li couldn't help but question. She was usually the first in the classroom. Perhaps because it was a better place than her home. She also had the instinct to inquire this younger girl. It wasn't often that anybody younger than she would talk to her. But this girl was nice and to Li, she seemed gentle enough. Maybe Li could try not to push this girl away...for once.

[vividwriter]

She asks me about school. "Yes." I bubble over in my usual manner. "But I'd rather be out exploring the district." The conversation is taking a dark turn, so I quickly change the subject, "What about you?"

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Li shrugged. "I'm heading to the lab. I suppose I'm just taking my time." Li looked up at the sky again. The sun was peeking out but...Li didn't really care at the moment. "You know, there's a little space between the two buildings over there. Despite the small size, it's quite great for some exploration. You never know what might be under the trapdoor."

Li looked at the petite girl again. Did she really let out her secret? Li had discovered her "little" area when she was only 15. It was great for a few escapes, some quiet time. But she had noticed that small trapdoor and always wondered what was under it.

"Well, I suppose I should be heading out..." Li stared at the building ahead of her. It was just another day and Li knew that despite everything she wanted, she was going to be by herself again.

[vividwriter]

I watch as she heads into the lab building. Syrum shuffled her feet, unsure of what to do.

She decided to go exploring that after school. No point in getting in trouble.

[-xXInverted FlyingJennyXx-]

OCC: Hey is this thread still going on? If so, mind if I come along?

Jonathan

I think it's Syrum, walking up ahead. I fight a quick battle within--but the side that wants to catch up and talk to her wins. Syrum is always so cheerful I can't help but not say hi when I see her. She's in my math class, but I'm not sure if she even knows I exist.

"Syrum! Wait up! I holler. An older girl has just left her side and is headed for the lab. I catch up to Syrum, having to catch my breath even though it was a short sprint. I really need to get back in shape.

"Hey Syrum. You're probably wondering how I know you. You're in my math class--you sit three rows ahead and one to the left. Do you know me? I'm Jonathan. Am I freaking you out? I'm sorry. I stayed up late last night trying to find the antibiotic for that one arenavirus--" It's clear that I'm babbling like an IDIOT. "I'm sorry. Hey are you headed for school? I mean, of course you are--it's time for class and we shouldn't be late. We're looking at particles of retrovirus today! Aren't you excited? I love looking into microscopes; they hold little worlds of their own..."

I pause. What am I doing out here, rambling on? What has gotten into me? I shift my backpack and shut my mouth, glancing briefly at Syrum.