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[Sidra Cotton]

"Oh you will not break an ankle," Si laughed, "Platforms aren't like the heels I've got on. They're like regular shoes, only higher. Think extreme shoe lifts or shoe-stilts. If my kid sister can walk in 'em, I'm pretty positive you can too. But I mean, if you wanna start in heels we can." She wasn't taking no for an answer, she wasn't even taking 'okay' for an answer. It was just something Sidra had decided was going to happen.

But what had happened in the process of being spilled on and getting the girl another newspaper. She'd agreed to have lunches with her. Agreed to watch a movie. And told her she was going to teach her how to walk in platforms.

Holy hell, had she made a friend?

Groaning inwardly, Sidra cursed herself. This wasn't supposed to happen. She was leaving Pilot's Ridge as soon as she had her graduate certificate in her hand. She wasn't supposed to make friends.

And yet, there was Delilah, walking next to her, as they made plans for lunch, movies, and walking lessons.

"Nah, that'll work. I can bounce out of class early, it's not like they can really do anything about it. I've managed to keep the grades up." Mostly. As far as she was concerned she really didn't need school. She made a fair chunk of change on her custom corsetry orders.

Speaking of. "Not all of it no, the corset, the skirt. The shirt I bought. I could make it I guess, but I don't always have time to make everything. It's easier when someone else is paying me to do it, ya know?" Then an idea struck her. Delilah was nice looking, not all of her customers were goth.

"Let me propose something to you," they turned another corner and started heading up towards the school. "Ever thought about modeling? I have some new concept corsets that taking a picture of on the doll won't really work for." Hell, if she was going to make a friend, might as well treat her the same way she treated Gel.

[Delilah Grande]

Lily's eyes widened the moment high heels were mentioned. Platforms were explained and she grew even more nervous. She could hardly walk on ballet flats and yet she was being asked to experience these stilts. She didn't think she'd be able to do any of it. Didn't Sidra see that? She'd been falling over things all morning and yet Sidra was suggesting they teach her to walk with platform shoes? Did Sidra wanna see real blood and gore coming from her instead of from the silver screen? Images flashed through her mind about walking in platforms.

"No no, we can do the platforms. I need to be able to walk in and out the airport by Christmas so breaking my ankle in heels isn't a good idea. "
Delilah oogled the platforms the other girl was wearing and wondered faintly just what kind of injuries she'd have by the end of it. The topic of conversation instead turned quickly to lunch and the young girl almost gasped when she heard that Sidra would skip class for her, she was utterly surprised and felt almost honored.

"Oh you don't have to do that for me. Um... unless you want to. "
Despite the fact that she was told that Sidra would skip a bit of her class period for her, she was smiling from ear to ear. Yes, she was ever so impressed at all of it. That she had made a friend who was even willing to skip class for her. Lily could count her lucky stars right then.
"Thank you."
They were almost at Hammel and she could hardly wait to watch Sidra do her fashionista magic.

It sounded almost like Sidra wanted her to model and this confused her for a second, making the Italian girl frown.
"Sorry?"
Lily asked softly tilting her head in confusion. She wasn't the modeling type. She was so far from a model, it was untrue.

[Sidra Cotton]

Sidra flapped a hand to indicate that skipping class wasn't a problem for her at all. If it made the reminder of her sister happy, then whatever. It was a small thing at least. And the more she talked with Delilah, the more she liked her. Not that she was going to say anything about that out loud.

"Let me worry about all that, Delilah." She almost reached over and patted the other girl on the shoulder, but ended up putting her hands in the pockets of the coat instead.

"And what do you mean sorry? I need someone to wear the corsets while I snap pictures of them for my etsy store. It's get dull showing them on the dressform. It's easier to sell something like what I have if folks can see someone else in them. All you gotta do is sit there. You'll be fine. Trust me." Sidra cast a smile sideways before resuming her usual straight face.

They walked up the long drive towards the dorm buildings. "It's not that difficult, whatever the vogue models will say. The worst they have to deal with is a 4 am set call. You won't have to worry about that." And she'd make sure the girl was comfortable. corsets had to be worn properly, but if she didn't like them she wouldn't have to wear them long. Besides, if she was so desperate for a friend...

Manipulative? Using someone's emotions to get what she wanted? Perhaps, but at the same time, she felt rather manipulated by her own memories. Of a sister she hadn't seen in... how long? Letters had been exchanged, but it wasn't the same as breaking into an old house to go 'ghost hunting' with her siblings and a few of their friends. Glancing sideways at Delilah, Sidra suppressed a comment and decided to just keep walking. She had to get the stain out of her corset and convince the walking accident that modeling wouldn't be difficult. That it would be fun.

"Try it. If you don't like it, you don't have to do it."

[Delilah Grande]

Oh God! Did Sidra finally warm up to her?! This was great and even before they reached Hammel... hmmm... Normal people normally didn't warm to her that easy. Sidra was far from normal... did that make her a freak in her own right? Lily pouted a little at the thought of being liked by freaks and weirdos because she was one herself but then wierdos and freaks were certainly unique in their own way. Maybe it was better to be what she was then to try and even attempt to be normal. Sidra seemed willing to skip class to make her happy.

That certainly didn't happen often in Lily's life. No, Normally, she was ignored and avoided for the best part but here was Sidra wanting to spend time with her. Lily was almost squealing at the mere thought of having made a friend that wanted to stay around her. Lily listened to Sidra talk about modeling and how she was doing it to sell her stuff... but what if she ruined one of the corsets? She didn't want to cause any more trouble then she had already. It was bad enough that she'd ruined one corset.

She didn't want to ruin another but Lily kept it to herself and nodded slow.
"I can do that for you if you like. It will be fun. Whatever you want me to model, I'll model."
Lily said sounding overly confident as they entered the dorm hall and beelined for Sidra's dorm. This was the start of something good. She could feel it.... or... maybe feel it. Uncertainty still swirled in her thoughts.