Saving Nine (open)

[Maisie Pryce]

It was late Saturday morning in the Home Ec. classroom as the musical talents of the All American Rejects was interrupted by the occasional whirr of a sewing machine. Though Maisie could be using one of the school machines, she had dragged her own small device up to the classroom in order to feel more comfortable as she worked on her project. At the moment there was just a pile of different fabrics and a haphazardly decorated dress form with a billion different pins stuck into it. Maisie had been working on the same project for a month, a patchwork skirt for her older sister that would be stylish and not at all strange and out of place in the posh settings she often found herself in. She had just finished pinning most of the squares together and was starting to sew them carefully into place. She really wanted to finish in time for her sister’s birthday. Today she might be able to finish most if not all of it if she managed her time well and didn’t get herself get sidetracked.



Thankfully she was able to stay mostly focused on her task and had only taken one break so far. After she finished with another line of squares she turned towards the dress form and pinned that row of patches back to the skirt. Okay, now she was getting somewhere! She hummed in time to the next song and set her foot gently on the pedal of her sewing machine and ran another few pieces of fabric through the needle. The process repeated itself a few more times until she had another row of mixed fabrics ready to attach to the rest of the skirt. She turned and surveyed her half-finished work and realized that with some of the extra fabric she could simply make a dress for her sister rather than just a skirt. With that in mind she started draping fabric around the top of the dress form in order to choose the best option for creating the top of the dress she now wanted to make.



She was so absorbed in her task that she didn’t realize someone had joined her in the room until they made themselves known.

[Rain Tseung]

Rain made her way to the classrooms, it being hammel all of the classrooms were open up to students to do as they pleased as long as they didn’t break anything. Though she was pretty sure some students have broken all kinds of things here, she had to guess that would happen sometime with a bunch of weird teenagers. She wasn’t judging though, okay maybe she was, but how could she not? Some people were just very disrespectful; and she didn’t like it.

Rain was trying to find a classroom that was good enough, which was a weird concept considering the fact that every classroom was mostly the same. She guessed that she could have stayed in her dorm room, but that wouldn’t have been any fun, especially considering she didn’t have any roommates at all. This was kind of sad, because she liked being around people, a lot. There wasn’t much she could do about it, sadly enough. It did give her a reason to get out and go somewhere, not that she ever needed a reason to.

Coming up to a random classroom, she really wasn’t sure what class it even belonged to, she peaked inside, and saw a girl sewing. She couldn’t help but get excited about it, she didn’t really know anyone else who was into sewing, or making things. She knocked on the classroom door, she wanted to be polite after all, what if this girl didn’t want company?

[Maisie Pryce]

Maisie turned at the sound of the door knocking and the back to the dress again. "Sorry if the music's too loud, as soon as I set the top here I can turn it down," she stated loudly over the blaring of the next song. She didn't think the music really was loud enough to bother someone but there were enough powers running around that maybe someone's ears were bleeding due to sensitivity. Actually if that was the case she shouldn't wait to turn the music down a bit. She looked behind her and aimed for the stereo, her arm stretching and latching onto it almost desperately despite the distance not being THAT far. She fumbled for the button a little and managed to turn the sound down before retracting her arm.

"I'm not picky about work partners, the music helps keep me focused but I don't mind sharing the space if you don't mind sharing the music?" she offered as she went back to pinning the extra light blue striped fabric into a top for the now dress she was going to make for her sister.

[Rain Tseung]

Rain blinked at the device that the music was coming from. She hadn’t realized that music was coming from this room; maybe that was why she had been drawn to it. “Oh, the music is fine. I usually listen to music when I do projects too. It helps make it seem like I’m doing less work.” It helped distress her that was for sure. And made it seem like time flew by while working on things. As well as watching movies or tv shows, but those usually ended up being too distracting. Before she had time to wonder if she should help the girl out and turn the music down herself, the girl already did it.

And without Rain opening up her mouth anymore, the girl answered her question before she could even think about it again. “Oh! I was just going to ask that..” She wondered if the girl’s power was telepathy… That would be weird, neat, like super neat, but weird… “If you really don’t mind..” She smiled at the girl, and sat down in a chair next to the girl. “I’m Rain, by the way..” If she was wondering.. was she wondering? Or did this girl not care at all? It was so hard to judge new people… She opened her bag, and brought out a one pound thing of yarn and a quarter made jacket that she was currently working on. “What are you making? If you don’t mind me asking..”

[Maisie Pryce]

Maisie smiled and nudged the chair out a bit so it was easier for the other girl (ooooooo her name was Rain?! How pretty!) to sit down. "Hi Rain, nice to meet you, I'm Maisie," she smiled as she gave a nod of her head, her hands now busy with pinning fabric together. She eyed the yarn and the jacket and cooed in jealous awe. Maisie wasn't bad at yarn-work, but it was enough of a challenge that she found herself more attracted to needles and thread instead. "This? Well, I was trying to make a skirt for my sister but I think I'll make her a dress instead. But The design is a bit off at the moment, I think it’s all the random fabric. Ah well, she’ll like it.” Maisie rambled a bit before she remembered that she’d been fascinated by Rain’s yarn and jacket.

“That looks nice!” she indicated “that” by gesturing towards the jacket. “How long have you been working on it?" she asked curiously as she turned the dress form a bit and pinned the dress a little higher. If she slouched the waist a bit and let the top flow over the skirt that could be very cute. She could take the top off the shoulders a bit….Rain was talking. Maisie quickly returned her attention to the girl sitting next to her.