Post by Bell Connelly on Feb 2, 2016 10:41:54 GMT -6
Bell doesn’t like to think that Brooke had somehow talked her into going out with her, No no no. Long gone were the days where people could just walk all over over her and treat her like a door mat just because she dared to be soft in a cold and hard world. Even though she would admit that Brooke seemed to be the type of girl that had it all together in high school. The exact opposite of her. The quote-un-quote “Cool kids” and god knows. fireworks would have gone off in Bell’s head in she was invited to the cool kids table. She would have eaten off her own foot if she thought that the popular girls would approve and let her into their group.
Peer pressure worked a charm on Bell back in Bellefonte…
but not these days. Oh no no no. She was helping someone around the town who was clearly a new comer and was looking was a guiding helpful hand. Hasn’t Bell relied on the kindness of strangers countless times before hands?
Even if she was….a little strange for Bell’s taste well, that wasn’t for Bell to judge anytime soon now was it?
So Bell trudged into her room at first leaning against the door with a wistful look on her face looking at the mess that surrounded her. She really needed to clean her room one of these days…”Well,in for a penny….” She muttered as she went to her closet and picked out another top possibly more bulky and covering as the sweater she had now and a light gray skirt.
Yes this would do nicely.
She was just in the middle of disrobing bending over to get the skirt on before she slipped the top over her head when…..
"That's what you're working with? Why aren't you swimming in hunky pool boys?"
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Horrified Bell screeched in embarrassment as she went to cover her practically naked body with her old top choosing to run into her bathroom to conceal her modesty.
“You...you...You can’t do that” She called out her cheeks turning rapidly red “That’s...That’s just...RUDE Bell called out wagging her finger at the door trying to muster authority in her voice
Peer pressure worked a charm on Bell back in Bellefonte…
but not these days. Oh no no no. She was helping someone around the town who was clearly a new comer and was looking was a guiding helpful hand. Hasn’t Bell relied on the kindness of strangers countless times before hands?
Even if she was….a little strange for Bell’s taste well, that wasn’t for Bell to judge anytime soon now was it?
So Bell trudged into her room at first leaning against the door with a wistful look on her face looking at the mess that surrounded her. She really needed to clean her room one of these days…”Well,in for a penny….” She muttered as she went to her closet and picked out another top possibly more bulky and covering as the sweater she had now and a light gray skirt.
Yes this would do nicely.
She was just in the middle of disrobing bending over to get the skirt on before she slipped the top over her head when…..
"That's what you're working with? Why aren't you swimming in hunky pool boys?"
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Horrified Bell screeched in embarrassment as she went to cover her practically naked body with her old top choosing to run into her bathroom to conceal her modesty.
“You...you...You can’t do that” She called out her cheeks turning rapidly red “That’s...That’s just...RUDE Bell called out wagging her finger at the door trying to muster authority in her voice