Fresh Blood More or Less [Open]
Dec 5, 2012 2:42:14 GMT -5
Post by Mia Bell on Dec 5, 2012 2:42:14 GMT -5
Mia sighed “Of course you matter.” She said gently; he might have be a pain in the ass but he still mattered. What? He didn’t think a girl could hold her own? He really did think of people as stereotypes… Well wouldn’t she prove him wrong, in so many ways. “Doll face?” Now that was something else she rather not be called. “Yes, I do. Have a problem with that?”
She didn’t care if she was irritating him, maybe something she said would get through his thick head that way. She was stronger than she looked. “And what if I don’t want to leave? Are you going to kick me out?” She would like to see him try. Truth be told, he wasn’t the only one with a dangerous power. Mia took a few steps back; returning to leaning against the doorframe. Thunder could be heard as she drew her hand into a tight fist. He was slowly starting to get on her nerves also. “And you are not the decider of my life choices, so that is why I am warning you to not tell me what is right and what is wrong. Just like that’s your choice to decide for yourself it is also mine to decide for myself.” She sighed “But you might learn a thing or two from other people if you would just give them a chance.”
Mia shook her head, he obviously didn’t it. “I believe everyone deserves a chance. Even if one person is everything I despise on the outside. I believe there is so much more to a person than what is on the outside. So yes, I believe there is more to you than the judgmental, hypocritical, bastard you are on the outside. I also believe there is a reason for you to be that way. And I’m probably one of the few people you will ever meet who is willing to look past it and get to know you better. Even if we both don’t like it.” Unless he did something that really pissed her off, like steel her notebook, read it and then call her pathetic; like a certain redhead had.
Mia pouted “Well there’s nothing fun about that..” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I love the snow.” She said softly, loving the resent weather at Hammel. The Winter was her favorite time of the year. “Orchestra, huh? We might actually have something common, who knew.” She grumbled the last part.
She didn’t care if she was irritating him, maybe something she said would get through his thick head that way. She was stronger than she looked. “And what if I don’t want to leave? Are you going to kick me out?” She would like to see him try. Truth be told, he wasn’t the only one with a dangerous power. Mia took a few steps back; returning to leaning against the doorframe. Thunder could be heard as she drew her hand into a tight fist. He was slowly starting to get on her nerves also. “And you are not the decider of my life choices, so that is why I am warning you to not tell me what is right and what is wrong. Just like that’s your choice to decide for yourself it is also mine to decide for myself.” She sighed “But you might learn a thing or two from other people if you would just give them a chance.”
Mia shook her head, he obviously didn’t it. “I believe everyone deserves a chance. Even if one person is everything I despise on the outside. I believe there is so much more to a person than what is on the outside. So yes, I believe there is more to you than the judgmental, hypocritical, bastard you are on the outside. I also believe there is a reason for you to be that way. And I’m probably one of the few people you will ever meet who is willing to look past it and get to know you better. Even if we both don’t like it.” Unless he did something that really pissed her off, like steel her notebook, read it and then call her pathetic; like a certain redhead had.
Mia pouted “Well there’s nothing fun about that..” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I love the snow.” She said softly, loving the resent weather at Hammel. The Winter was her favorite time of the year. “Orchestra, huh? We might actually have something common, who knew.” She grumbled the last part.