Potential Disaster (Karalie)

[Carleigh Davidson]

Carleigh never thought she'd be one to seek out Penelope. While not quite friends, she was sure that the pair were on mutually good terms. It wasn't as turbulent as it had been near the beginning of the year, when the British girl sort of, really scared the peppy blonde. Maybe intimidated was a better word. Either way, she never expected to willingly search for Penny; their paths tended to avoid each other, unless Lucy was involved. It use to be the only connection, but now she was hopeful to start something more.. stable.

She couldn't remember her exact reasons for coming to Room 406. Did she even have one? Carleigh didn't know. Part of her wanted to make sure that their conversation hadn't been some fluke; hadn't happened on a whim. She figured she'd find Penny here, studying for some university test likely, and have a quick conversation. Afterall, Carleigh didn't want to push her luck.

A quick knock on the door signaled her presence before finding the door to the common area was unlocked. Never one for patience, Carleigh let herself in, unannounced. The only problem was she didn't know which dorm was Penny's. Or if she was here, for that matter. Blue eyes crossed the distance of the dorm room, to a familiar looking girl with dark hair. She was sure that she'd seen her in a couple of her classes before, but never talked to her. Never found the occasion to. As time went on, the blonde grew more aware of just how little she interacted with anyone anymore. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing.

Carleigh stopped where she was, sure that by now she'd attracted the attention of the other girl. An awkward pause. "Hey!" She cheerfully started, settling into the outgoing routine she knew all too well. "I think I've seen you around before in a few classes. Carleigh." She introduced with a wave. 

"Have you seen Penny around lately?"

[Karalie Heise]

Karalie ran a hand through her hair, turning her face from side to side to check her reflection and make sure her makeup was just right.  She wouldn't be caught running into cute men again without looking her best.  Who knew when she might meet someone new, or even better, receive a surprise invitation from a very attractive acquaintance. One never knew..  She added a little more gloss to her lips and then puckered them before giving herself a flirty smile.  Nothing wrong with a little vanity so long as you didn't become narcissistic which Karalie believed she was not.  She blew herself a kiss before leaving the bathroom and going into the common area.  The dorm was empty for now and was going to take advantage of it.  Even when she did spend time in the common area, she was careful not to touch anything, just in case Penelope really had done what she'd threatened to.  The last thing she needed was more filthy, heathenish memories floating in her poor, pure mind.  

A quick knock on the door drew her gaze and her brows furrowed slightly.  Who was there? Her heart skipped a beat wondering if it was anyone for her.  Maybe a specific someone.. though that wouldn't make any sense.  Maybe Marnie? Before she even had a chance to answer it, the door opened making Karalie freeze in her tracks.  A blond head popped in and Karalie felt her lips purse.  She recognized the girl, but who the hell knocked and just let themselves in?!  It was like the door didn't even have a lock on it! Why was she the  only one who locked that damn door!

The cheerful greeting stopped Kara's sharp tongue from lashing out at the girl, though her annoyance still bubbled below the surface.  "Mhmm.." She hummed in agreement, not offering to give her name in return.  They had classes, she probably knew her name.  Everyone seemed to these days.  And why would she be looking for..Penny?  Was Karalie the only one not privy to the nickname? Not that she cared.  Wasn't like she planned on uttering such a stupid name again, in either its long or shortened version.  "Ya'll are gonna have tuh knock on her door." She didn't think Penelope was in, but who knew.  She'd been wrong before.  "Or just let'cher self in." She practically taunted.  If she could get along better with her roommate she would have had a conversation about this open door policy, but she was under the impression that the other were doing this simply to annoy her.  If that were the case, it was working.

[Carleigh Davidson]

With the way the blonde's thought process worked, had the door been locked, she wouldn't have invited herself in. Since it was unlocked, clearly it was alright. Besides, it wasn't that intrusive. Was it? Besides, she knew both Olivia and Penelope and figured she'd encounter one of them in the room and not anyone else. That's what Carleigh was hoping for anyway, as she didn't have a backup plan in case either of the brunettes weren't there.

There was another brunette though; just one she'd never talked to before. One who didn't offer a name in return. If given enough time and maybe a hint or two, Carleigh felt like she would get her name. Something with a K? She didn't pay much attention to the gossip like she use to as a younger student.

Technically, Carleigh wasn't suppose to use the nickname either. Each time, Penelope would correct her and insist on using her full name but it was a mouthful. Too much to spit out in casual conversation. So, she was always Penny, unless around the British girl herself. Then, Penelope. The two were on better terms with each other, which was a start. Nodding, she looked over to where the common area divided into four doors. The only problem was, Carleigh didn't know which one belonged to Penny. She hesitated, before pointing to one of them. "Uhm, is this one hers? I've actually never seen her here before." Carleigh admitted with a sheepish smile sent towards the other girl's direction.

She blinked. Was that comment directed towards her because she let herself in? Oh well. It wasn't that big of a deal. Had she known which one was hers, she might of let herself in.

[Karalie Heise]

The girl nodded and looked around at the rooms and Karalie watched as she did so.  Did she not know where Penelope lived? She supposed it was the first time she had ever seen the blond in her dorm, but that didn't mean anything.  The others had friends coming in and out all the time, it didn't mean she ever saw them.  Not with the way she hid out in her own room to try and avoid seeing them all.

Her assumption was verified when Carleigh explained she'd never been there and wasn't sure which room belonged to Penelope.  Maybe she was there for a group project or something? No, because Penelope went to the university..  She wondered what her deal was.

"That one." She said pointing out which door she needed to knock on before folding her arms.  "Ya'll here tuh hang out?" It wasn't her business, and most people would gladly remind her, but Carleigh didn't seem the kind to do that.  She couldn't help but be curious about the bitch she cohabited with.

[Carleigh Davidson]

Carleigh chewed on her lower lip as she debated between the four doors. She was put at ease when the girl pointed towards a door. "Thank you." She said, glancing back to send a smile in her direction, grateful for the help. With confident strides, the blonde crossed the space and quickly knocked on the door. Carleigh might have just walked in, had she not been seeing Penelope. The thought alone was enough to make her cringe; what would the British girl do if she just barged into her room?

She wasn't willing to try it out. A few seconds, and no answer. Carleigh let out a small sigh, before turning back to face Penelope's roommate. "Oh no." She answered, a little too quickly. "I mean, I don't think so. Maybe?" Did they hang out? Were they on a personal enough level to hang out like friends?

"I just came by to ask her something." Carleigh amended her statement. "Figured it'd be easier in person. I also forgot she would probably still be at school." And now she was rambling.

[Karalie Heise]

The girl said a word of thanks before heading to the door Karalie had pointed out.  She took a sip from her water bottle, dark eyes following the blond as she knocked on the door.  A pause later, it was clear no one was home, something that pleased Karalie on some level.  The girl had barged on in and the person she was looking for wasn't even there.  She had to try not to be so vindictive..

"She's usually at.."  Karalie trailed off, her nose wrinkling slightly as she thought about where sue was most of the time.  Still, better there than here.  "Yah know, her room."  She didn't know where Lucy lived and she honestly didn't care.  The two good fall of the face of the earth for all she cared.  "Ya'll can leave uh message if yah like." She plastered on a fake smile, not intending to give any messages to the girl if she ever bothered coming back.  

[Carleigh Davidson]

Carleigh turned around, her back to Penny's door now, as she turned her attention back to the roommate. Although it was a downer that she wasn't i the dorm right now, she knew she could find her at another time. The British girl had the tendency to keep to a very particular schedule; something she picked up both from her brief experiences with Penny and from hanging around Lucy a lot.

She tilted her head, curiously, upon seeing the dark haired girl's suddenly bitter face. Her room. As far as Carleigh knew, Penny only hung around one person; Lucy Serrano. "Oh! Did you mean Lucy?" She asked, naive and completely unaware of the girl's previous encounters with the Australian.

"It's okay, I'm sure I'll see her at some point. But thanks!" She said with a genuine smile. The unknown roommate didn't seem so bad.

[Karalie Heise]

Just hearing the name Lucy alone left a very sour taste in her mouth.  She recalled the kiss and got angry all over again.  The very nerve! And then her roommate coming and berating her for hitting the slut!  She wrinkled her nose and folded her arms just thinking of those two and how disgusting they were.  Even if they weren't sinners she would hate them.

"Yes, Lucy." She huffed.  "Ugh, she's awful.  Ya'll don' hang around with her, now d'yah?  That one's nothin' but trouble, you mark my word."  She warned.  Carleigh seemed nice enough, she didn't need the likes of those two corrupting her.

[Carleigh Davidson]

The idea that people didn't find Lucy a desirable person was surprising to the blonde, who had been exposed to a different side of the Australian that most didn't get the chance to see. Carleigh was completely unaware another side existed; never seeing that side in action. Ever since they were paired together for the flour baby assignment, they were inseparable; best friends, even. Maybe that was just how she saw it, though.

When the roommate mentioned that Lucy was awful, Carleigh couldn't help the surprised look that crossed her face. "Awful?" She repeated, still a bit dazed. How could anyone say that about her? She thought back to the recent holidays; the sunset that still remained on her wall. Her reassuring hugs. Pausing with slight hesitation, she answered "I do, actually. She's really, really nice."

And trouble? Her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. That didn't sound like her friend at all. "Really? I've known Lucy for like, almost a year. We're close." Carleigh fiddled with the silver ring around her thumb.

[Karalie Heise]

A shocked expression creased her face.  Why would willingly want to hang out with the other girl? And how could she think she was nice?! Lucy was anything but nice, at least in her experience.  The girl taunted her every chance she got, throwing her gayness in Karalie's face, picking at her, touching her stupid partner and worst of all, kissing her.  It had happened once and would never, ever happen again as far as Karalie was concerned.  She hadn't wanted the kiss and thinking about it still infuriated her.  It was preposterous to think this poor girl actually wanted to be around her.

"Ya'll mean she doesn' act like uh heathen all th'time?" Karalie crossed her arms over her chest, not sure if she should educate Carleigh or not.  Honestly, if they were friends it would just get back to Lucy which would only give the girl more ammunition.  Maybe Carleigh was gay, too.  She didn't look it.. she seemed sweet and bubbly, nothing like her roommate or her lover.  Then again those gays were tricky.. Never knew where one would pop up.

"Girl, ya'll need better friends." She smirked a little and sighed, her arms folding across her chest.  

[Carleigh Davidson]

Like Karalie, Carleigh had been on the receiving end of a kiss from the Australian. It was short and sweet; friendly in nature. Although it had been surprising at first, given that most people didn't kiss their friends, it had been a nice gesture. It just felt right.

The two girls wore shocked expressions, for very different reasons. Carleigh let go of the ring on her thumb, letting her arm fall awkwardly to her side. She felt the need to defend Lucy; to tell the other girl all of her redeeming qualities. It hadn't taken long for them to grow close, and the blonde was glad to have her as her closest friend. Unexpected, but she wouldn't change it.

A heathen? Carleigh raised an eyebrow, not quite sure what the definition of the word was but had to figure it wasn't positive, given the tone of the brunette's voice. But, she didn't want to ask and risk looking stupid either. "No..." She trailed off, "When you get to know her, she's really sweet. A good listener." Really good. Good at giving advice. Incredibly talented. Even if Karalie only had negative things to say about Lucy Serrano, it wouldn't change how high the blonde held her.

She frowned. "Why do I need better friends when I already have the best?" Carleigh replied hotly, standing up a little straighter. She'd grown to realize she would rather have a couple of close friends than a wide circle of strangers.

[Karalie Heise]

Maybe Lucy Serrano was sweet.  Maybe she was a good listener.  Maybe Carleigh was out of her damn mind.  Anything was possible.  Her experience had shown her that the Aussie was certainly not sweet, at least not to the people she chose to dislike, which included Karalie.  She was crude and obnoxious, noisy and had no boundaries when it came to anything it seemed.  Not to mention she wasn't apologetic for any of her behaviors.  She simply did what she did without a care in the world as to who it would hurt or bother, which didn't make her "sweet" in Karalie's mind.

Karalie pursed her lips, popping her hands on her hips when the other girl insisted she had the best friend there could be.  How naive she was.  "If ya'll think that's th'best then there's no helpin' yah." And that was the truth.  How could she help someone who thought they didn't need any.  "But I'm tellin' yah, that ones selfish an' crude.  Just sayin'."  Maybe Carleigh liked that.  Who know.  "Ya'll do whatchu please.  That one," She nodded towards her roommates door, "Ain't much better. Ya'll seem nice, is all.  Be careful with'm." She warned.

[Carleigh Davidson]

Perhaps the only reason Carleigh was so defensive about Lucy was the fact that she unknowingly had seen a different side to the Australian; a side only a limited few got to see. Likewise, she'd never seen her angry, only calm and offering to listen to any of her petty problems, like boy drama, or more serious stuff such as her familial issues. Even if the side was rare, it still existed. Unfortunately, she too had a bias; unlike Karalie's though, hers was favourable.

But she was blind to that, and so how the other girl didn't see her kindness startled the blonde. Carleigh frowned when she continued to rag on her choice of friends, not saying anything else. "I think you mean selfless. She's been there for me more than anyone else. More than my own family." Carleigh let out a shaky breath she hadn't known she'd been holding in.

"You know, you seem nice too. Like, nothing personal here or anything. I just don't see how you can think these sort of things about Lucy." Carleigh added on. Penny, was a little more understandable. She took warming up, some adjusting. While the blonde had been confident that Lucy's counterpart hated her, she liked to think that her and Penny got along well after they had a chance to talk to each other, one on one. "Penny's nice too. I thought she hated me at first too, if it's any consolation."

[Karalie Heise]

This conversation was almost laughable.  Were they even speaking about the same person? Karalie hardly thought so. She couldn't imagine Lucy having an ounce of respect for anyone.  Hell, she didn't even always have respect for her girlfriend.  She'd heard them between the walls and had caught more memories than she'd care to recall. They weren't always bad, though.  She knew Lucy could be kind to Penny.  She knew she cared for her, even if it was an abomination, but she also knew she was often time a real bitch.

"Well, it must be nice bein' on th'receivin' end of uh nice Lucy." Her tone bordered on sarcastic, her arms folding over her torso gently.  She couldn't imagine many actually got to see the kinder side of the Australian, and she personally didn't care.  All she cared was that she stayed as far away as possible from Karalie, because frankly she was sick of her shit.  

"Maybe ya'll should ask Lucy since yer besties an' all.  She'll tell yah straight up that she hates me."  She knew it was because Karalie disapproved of her lifestyle, but any good person would.  And if Lucy thought that being a bitch to Karalie would somehow give her case more weight, then she was dead wrong.  It only further proved that she was a skid mark on society. "She'll tell yah Penny hates me too.  She's made it abundantly clear."  Her roommate all but told her she hated her when she tried to force her out of the dorm after she barged into her room.  That had been a fun experience.  "Ya'll see what they wantchu tuh see.  They're not all sunshine an' rainbows." She reminded, feeling this poor girl had been blinded by Lucy's charisma.  It was a charm that wore off, and quickly.

[Carleigh Davidson]

Carleigh began fiddling with the silver ring on her thumb, spinning the piece of jewellery idly. To give her fingers something to do. They almost ached with pent up energy she didn't realize she had been holding in during their encounter.

She let go, blue eyes gazing over at the brunette with a small huff. Although sarcasm had the tendency to fly over her head, this moment had caught her attention. Maybe she was just jealous; jealous that someone like Lucy didn't like her. It made sense. A smirk threatened the corner of her lips, but Carleigh didn't say a word. "It is nice." She answered, with a definite nod. Not many could call her a friend, but she was proud to.

"Maybe I will." Carleigh doubted it. Imagining someone like Lucy absolutely hating someone? The idea seemed so... out there. If they managed to become friends, why couldn't Karalie? Confusion eased across her features. "I don't think they would hate you. Lucy, at least. And like I said, I don't think Penny liked me either. At first. You get closer." The idea that both of her friends, the pair Carleigh had attached herself to this year, both hated Karalie left her more confused than anything else. Had something happened? "It's probably all some sort of a misunderstanding."

Sunshine. The word reverberated, the blonde thinking to the sunshine painted by the Australian. Forever painted onto her wall; the bright burst of colour against the standard school issued wall. The painting Carleigh looked at every night before falling asleep, and woke up to every morning. She opened her mouth, but decided against bringing up the painting. The work of art that made Carleigh cry for all the right reasons. Honestly, the best gift she had ever received.

"And you'll see what you want to see, which apparently is through a clouded lens." She said with a frown. She could have said something worse, but personally, the blonde had nothing against the girl.