And We All Fall Down [Avery]

[Avery Sainsbury]

Avery laughed at the last thin Sidra said. Her blonde-ish curls bouncing on her shoulders. two dimples appeared at either side of her pink, lush lips. Taking a deep breath after the minute she was laughing she tried to relax. Knowing her luck she might cause something outside. Then again maybe if its raining outside and she laughs the sun will come out. Being in the auditorium, she wouldn't know if she did anyway. Stretching her arms she smiled. "I don't believe stuff like that. I mean how could someone keep someone against there will and make them use their gift for their own gain. It would take a really evil person to do that. Besides if the person who made this school was evil would he try and help use harness and use our abilities."

Avery shook her head as she thought about the question. "My ability is I can control the weather. Whether I want to or not. Sometimes my emotions get out of control and bam there is a national disaster. I ended up here because a tornado went threw my house after I heard my parents fighting. It was strange. One minute I was so mad and I just wanted my dad to leave and never come back and to take my brother with him. I just wanted him to pay. The next minute My mom is pulling me out of a closet. Her hands where shaking. I don't know who was more scared my father because he was closer, my mother because she almost lost her family, or me. But thats why I'm here at Hammel anyway." Avery looked down at the stage floor. Her feelings of being a disgrace came back to her. She was still ashamed of what she did to her family.

"I would love to learn a talent like that. It seems like it would be a peaceful hobby maybe away to relax even. hmmm, maybe I should learn to knit or something, maybe pick up and instrument myself. What do you think? Think that might be a good idea considering where we are?" Avery laughed slightly. Finally letting her head come up from looking down at the stage floor. She still didn't know what was going threw her mind just yet, but she figured eventually everything would clear up like on a sunny day after it rains. She brushed her hair back and wiped a tear from her cheek. It wasn't like she was crying. It was just a lonely tear falling down her cheek from her past memories of her family.

[Sidra Cotton]

Even Sidra had to admit that sucked. No wonder the kid was at Hammel. What a crappy thing to happen. To anyone. The goth knew exactly how she’d feel if something like that happened to her family and it wasn’t black roses and bat wings. But when the pop-tart wiped away a tear, Si stiffened. What he hell was she supposed to do with someone who was crying? Her younger sister she could handle, but this wasn’t her sister. The tricks she knew to turn tears around probably wouldn’t work here. Besides, she didn’t have the Living Dead Dolls with her. The Bathory doll was upstairs in her dorm, but other than that they were all with her dad.

“Uh… don’t cry. It sucks sure, and…” she was sorry? “And I’m sure we can sign you up for a home-ec class or something. They teach how to sew in there.” Crap! Okay, so it had only been one tear, but Sidra was freaking out. When she didn’t cause the crying she had no real idea on how to handle the situation other than stalk off in the other direction. She couldn’t do that here. Not really. Not when Avery was going to buy corsets and be a walking advertisement.

Crap.

Change the subject, change the subject!

“What kind of instrument do you think you wanna learn how to play? There’s music classes here, so there’s gotta be band do. I haven’t looked into it, mostly I just take what they tell me to and barely that.”

[Avery Sainsbury]

Avery smiled "Well I see a lot of popular kids play the flute so maybe that...." Avery laughed she knew she wouldn't be into hanging around too many stiffs like that. "I would want something that sounds nice. Nothing to high pitched or too manly." Avery nodded and sent her curls flying again "Maybe I will take a home- ec class. I haven't figured anything out yet." Avery couldn't really figure what else to say. Sometimes a conversation came naturally and others it didn't Today seemed to be a day where it didn't. Relaxing a little bit she smiled even bigger.

"I'm really excited to be buying a corset from you. I think I might be reconsidering my wardrobe even. I like the way it fits you. It makes you look taller then you would naturally. Not like your short or anything but it like elongates your posture." Avery blushed a little hoping that Sidra didn't think she was rude. Her heart beat a little faster then normal, but only enough to indicate that she was a little shy.

[Sidra Cotton]

“I’m really excited to have you buying a corset from me. They’re excellent for posture.” Among other things. They could turn a flat chested girl into one with hellaclevage, she’d seen it done. Had helped it be done! “I’m average height, but corsets do elongate. They also push up, and tuck in. In short, they’re the most amazing thing you can have in your closet.” Nope, Sidra wasn’t biased at all.

“Alright, Avery,” Sidra rose to her feet. “We’ll get you a corset, figure out what instrument you can play, I suggest a string of some sort, maybe cello. Gorgeous sound, not to high, not to low. Besides, Apocolyptica uses cello and they’re awesome.” Reaching a hand down she waggled her fingers to help Avery up. A gesture she reserved for very few.

In a rather short time Avery went from intruder to customer. The blonde wasn’t nearly as annoying as Sidra had thought she would be based entirely on apperance. There was hope for the girl yet. Lots of pastels, sure, but at the very least, Si could help make the pastels edgier.

“I think the rain’s stopped, I gotta get to designing, and you,” she leveled a gaze at the pop-tart, “have people to wow.”

Christo, when did she turn nice, better watch it or she’d get a positive reputation.

[Avery Sainsbury]

Avery handed Sindra her hand. Gently she got up and nodded. "That sounds great. While I learn how to play cello you can make the corset. You can be as creative as you want just as long as its a light color and will look nice on me. Thats all I ask." Avery nodded again, mainly to herself this time. Avery opened her purse and pulled out a tiny piece of paper, then a pen. Carefully she wrote down her phone number and handed it to Sindra. "Thats my phone number. 724-899-9024. That way when we part way you can call me any time you want." Avery smiled, she was quite happy with herself. Avery dusted her backside off as she stood up. Her smile not wavering.

[Sidra Cotton]

Once the other girl was on her feet, Sidra retracted her had, least someone saw and word spread.

"Alright, pop-tar, uh, Avery. I'll get to work on the corset, you get to work on music. We'll met up again later and hash out the final design for the corset based on what I sketch up and you can pick out fabrics from what I have, or we can go down to the fabric store." She'd warmed enormously towards Avery based solely on corsetry and the blonde's interest in it. There was hope for her yet.

"And, hey," crap there she went again, "You'll figure all this power stuff out. We all do eventually." With that Sidra packed up her Violin, loosened the strings of the bow, closed the case, and trodded out into the rain that had slackened, but not stopped.