Don't own a castle or a house with 7 men (Open)

[Olivia Baker]

The courtyard was vacant. It gave it a sort of eerie feel and Liv honestly didn't know what she was thinking. She'd woken up even perkier than usual, for no apparent reason other than the fact that she decided she'd spend some time fooling around with her Ukelele today, singing stupid songs that she'd been working on for no one other than herself.

She didn't want to be a singer when she grew up, but she was decent. She had a pretty voice light and airy that did happy far better than it did sad, much like the rest of her. But it wasn't were her true talent lied, that was in dance. Regardless, she enjoyed the Ukelele her oldest brother had gotten her two years ago for Christmas and had gotten quite good!

The bench under the Willow tree was her favorite. If she sat in the right spot, she could cross her legs indian style under her and lean her back against the old tree all while gaining a great vantage point of the exit of the school, it let her see who was coming and if she should wave or hope to disappear. 

A couple strums in and Liv furrowed her brow, that wasn't the chord she expected. She perhaps needed a little more practice than she thought.

After several minutes Liv found herself drifting off, distracted by a couple that walked by, holding hands. "no, no no no nooooo no no no nO!" She scolded herself. She was NOT going there today.

And yet she did, and within half an hour had the cheesest of songs with the perfect ukelele accompaniment. And so she sang: 

"Why cant I be a disney princess?
I've got everything a disney princess needs.

I've got the singing, I've got the dress sense,
just need a prince to get himself down on one knee.
And maybe like snow white I could wish into a well
or find the answer in a book just like that funny girl named belle
or maybe like mulan ive got to fight for royalty.

Oh disney when will you discover me?

All I need is a true loves kiss and a magic carpet ride,
handsome prince right by my side
and animals that listen when I call.
Perfect hair and big brown eyes Im a princess in disguise.

Don't own a castle or a house
with 7 men or royal spouse
No step mother with plot twists worth awards.

I burst into song, get funny looks,
always got my nose stuck in a book
so wheres this prince, tiaras, spells and swords.

But I know I could be a disney princess,
will I get to give the royal thing a whirl?
Or will I always just be quite normal,
a deluded silly average teenage girl?

((Lyrics by Carrie Fletcher: www.youtube.com/watch?v=yblIqhcX5uo ))

[Dextra Phillips]

No contact with Izzy. Not much contact with Parker. Back to being loner girl, how fun. She didn't know what to think of it. She shouldn't have been surprised and now that she thought about it, perhaps she wasn't. Deep down, she knew that her and Izzy wouldn't get along on the level that she may (or may not) have hoped for. Bonding over their mother wasn't something that Dex was open to. Not in the slightest. And Parker, well, she never expected him to stick around and put up with her bull shit anyway. To think, she almost let herself believe that she found someone that actually wanted to look past her fucked up personality and bitchyness.

Everyone hated her and wanted nothing to do with her. And she was perfectly okay with that. Right? So why did it bother her that she didn't have Parker around? She missed him, very much so, but she'd never admit it. Not out loud anyway. How could she? He didn't care anyway. Nope, no one did, and she wasn't about to either.

Dextra was just out for a stroll after a nice, long run. She was so majorly sick of being such a hermit and her ability had been getting restless the more she sat around. It started tipping things off her shelves and plucking things off her desk, tossing them around because it was stupid. A long run did her well and now her ability was exhausted, much like her body. Still, she figured walking around would distract her more from everything else and as she passed through the courtyard, she heard singing, a ridiculous song from the sounds of it and rolled her eyes. Some lovestruck teenage girl, whining about a boy that didn't love her. How pathetic.

Ha, little did she realize that she was doing just that.

Dextra glanced over at this girl and sighed, okay, so she felt a little bad about it. "H-hey, nice song." Yup, Dextra Philips attempting to be social. What a surprise.

[Olivia Baker]

As nice as the vacant courtyard had been she knew it wouldn't last long. She should have been embarrassed, the song was absolutely ridiculous and stupid. She found herself laughing through the last verse, it made her feel so much better. She liked writing silly songs, they were sometimes the only things that got her out of a funk and reminded her not to take herself so seriously. There was no use in it at all and her best feature, as she was told so many times, was her smile. 

When the other girl came into the courtyard and commented Liv only smiled. "Yeah I just made it up." She said still strumming part of it. "Kind of dumb but." She shrugged, "Whatever I freaking loved it." She laughed not even wanting to apologize for herself. She didn't know what had gotten into her, she was acting completely nuts. Far too many happy pills. Of course this was her mask though, she smiled all the time even when she was crying and laughter was the easiest way for Liv to disguise pain. 

Liv scooched over on the bench a bit, knocking into the crutches she'd gained earlier that week causing them to knock each other over. Ever the clutz. It seemed if Liv wasn't actually dancing, she was the most clumsy person in the universe. 

"You're Dextra right?" Liv asked. She knew she was, Liv knew the names of just about everyone at the school, it wasn't all that big but she figured it'd be nice to ask anyway. "I'm Liv." 

[Dextra Phillips]

Dextra guessed she couldn't judge the girl too harshly, especially if she was able to stick up for herself and not apologize for being who she was. In fact, she kind of admired that about this girl. That being said, she seemed kind of ditzy with the way that she was just so smiley and giggly. Or maybe it was just Dextra because to her everyone was ditzy unless they were as 'mellow' as she was. That was bull shit of course because even she knew that she wasn't mellow. She wasn't the giggly, smiley girl though. Very much the opposite if anything, even with Parker.

As the girl moved down the bench, her crutches (that had gone unnoticed by Dextra) fell over. And that was what it took for her ability to spring back to life. It instantly reached out, assessing the crutches, stroking it and figuring out how heavy they were. Once it was bored with its assessment it very carefully lifted them and propped them beside her once more. All the while, Dextra focused on the girl and what she was saying. Her ability had a mind of its own and she couldn't very well control that aspect of the ability.

She was curious as to how this girl knew her name though. Very few people did unless Izzy spouted her mouth off about the dark haired twin. "Yeah. Dex, please. It's nice to uh, meet you, Liv." This whole socializing thing was weird. She didn't know why she even bothered. Sure she felt bad for snap judgments because it was something she hated, but even still, she very rarely acted on that guilt. "So have you been playing long?" She asked. Small talk, small talk was good right?

[Olivia Baker]

Liv watched as the crutches returned to their place. She'd seen this kind of ability before, but it never stopped amazing her. She often wished she had a different power, especially since she seemed to be the only one she knew who didn't have theirs down to a science. But hers was also uncommon, she hadn't met many time manipulators and if she had they all seemed to have different versions of the damn thing. Liv often just felt like she was a giant glitch, and all her powers did was glitch things, making everyone around her think they have massive deja vu. Of course once in a while, when she could really focus, she could use it in cool ways. She'd slowed down time once so slow for everything around her that she was able to walk between rain drops, at least for a couple minutes before she lost it again. 

"Yeah. Dex, please. It's nice to uh, meet you, Liv. So have you been playing long?" 

Liv smiled at her in acknowledgement. She had a feeling that a handshake wouldn't be appropriate right now, so she just kept strumming.

"Yeah, I mean I guess... since I got to Hammel." She told her. "My old roommate who graduated used to play and she kind of passed it along... I started with singing to accompany her and then she eventually taught me how to play herself." She explained, missing her first friend at the school. "Do you play at all?" She asked, her head tilting to the side and hair falling over her shoulder. If she didn't maybe she'd like to learn, Liv was always pretty good at teaching others, though she'd never taught music. "Or do you sing at all? Maybe I can play something we both know."