Post by Dusty Fae on Nov 13, 2012 16:33:23 GMT -5
Dusty didn’t mind talkin’ ‘bout she and Arkady met. It were better’n talkin’ ‘bout home and ‘er momma and things she didn’t want anyone ta find out. But talkin’ ‘bout how she’d met Arkady would be like takin’ back ev’rythin’ she’d just said ‘bout schoolin’ and how important it is. She hadn’t exactly been thinkin’ ‘bout what was goin’ on in class that day.
“Well, Arkady sat down in front o’ me in class one day and we started passin’ notes.” She looked down a bit self consciously. “And then I got detention and Arkady walked me to the nurse ‘cause I cut myself on my knife.” She shrugged. That were the end o’ the story really. There weren’t much to it.
But then she realized that it sounded like she’d done it on purpose to get outta class. That weren’t what had happened at all and she hurried to explain it better. “It were an accident though. I didn’t do it so I could get Arkady to walk me to the nurse or anythin’. Honest.” She almost crossed ‘er heart, but then thought better of it. She didn’t wanna come off as childish.
“Well, Arkady sat down in front o’ me in class one day and we started passin’ notes.” She looked down a bit self consciously. “And then I got detention and Arkady walked me to the nurse ‘cause I cut myself on my knife.” She shrugged. That were the end o’ the story really. There weren’t much to it.
But then she realized that it sounded like she’d done it on purpose to get outta class. That weren’t what had happened at all and she hurried to explain it better. “It were an accident though. I didn’t do it so I could get Arkady to walk me to the nurse or anythin’. Honest.” She almost crossed ‘er heart, but then thought better of it. She didn’t wanna come off as childish.
