Thinking About You (PAFP, Female Needed)

"Just because you can handle the Pain
Doesn't mean you want to experience it."

Her strands of chocolate hair streaked with bleach blond stroked down between her shoulder blades and frayed ends swayed near her elbows. The drastically shortly layered front touched her face, causing the tiny nose to wrinkle from the slight tickle. Yet she refused to push the strands away from her face. They his her slightly different colored eyes. The left a navy hue and the right a shade more vibrant green-blue nearly teal shade. With legs looking thin enough to tremble if not for surprisingly strong calves Felicity strode through the halls away from her dorm.

She ran fingers across the cream walls until reaching the exit. She hated the dorm rooms, despite them being fairly attractive she hated the confined feeling. She traded it in for going in minutes before curfew and staying outside to do homework. And just before those doors closed her off from the many dorm doorways she skipped away. Then ran, until reaching a stone and grass courtyard, a place in which she and her friends often went to for free hours and the occasional outing.

It had been a while since deciding to enroll here and she had grown used to the rough classes and harsh rules. Without thinking she had adjusted to fit in. And despite doing that she still stood out with bleached strands of hair, odd eyes, and three piercings in each ear. Not what you might expect from an honors students, but then again, she wasn't treated like one. More like a 'disruptive student' or 'wild card.'

"I like being alone,
But I hate being lonely."

"Just because you can handle the Pain
Doesn't mean you want to experience it."

Felicity lowered head to stare at the leaves brushing her ankles when they blew past. A faint smile graced her features before she let it fall. Her combat booted feet carried her over to a stone bench, names carved in or written on to the surface. She removed her own silver sharpie, drawing her name with swirled letters then capped the pen, pulling gold out to accent the letters carefully. In the end it stood out amongst the black, blue, and pink names that had started fading away.

After remaining for a few long minutes Felicity removed herself from the bench to start her walk again. While padding slowly back to her dorm she twisted and braided her hair together into tight immature ones. Her roommate had told her not to stay out long, history did need to be studied after all, and Felicity, though never eager to follow rules, was willing to obey since cherry pie had been brought into the deal.

She pushed open the doors slightly with shoulders slumped and hair braiding long forgotten. Her dorm room could be found near the very end of the hall sadly, and the walk was what Felicity noted as daily excursive.

"I like being alone,
But I hate being lonely."

"Just because you can handle the Pain
Doesn't mean you want to experience it."

Felicity continued her walk, but her footsteps faltered when she saw another down the hall. The build was clearly male, both taller and more muscled than her. The light bouncing off the cream walls made it much bright and much harder to see his face. But without a second thought the girl calmly strode towards him.

Upon reaching a few feet away from him she spring forward to tap his arm. She was now a mere foot away from him. While most would find this distance uncomfortable for strangers she thought nothing of it. Instead she blinked, unwavering different blue colored eyes staring at him with a curious tilt to her head and warm but confused smile on her plush lips. At the sudden leap and stop she made her brown with blond streaked hair swished around her until resting comfortably in straight pieces around her shoulders and back.

"Hey! What are you doing in the girls dorm, male?" She kept her voice light an easy before leaning forward with one eye closed in a lasting wink. Her smile grew bolder and twisted her left shoulder towards him. "Perhaps you were hoping to get a peek?" She pulled away from him and let a slim finger tap on her chin in mocking thought.

"I like being alone,
But I hate being lonely."

"Just because you can handle the Pain
Doesn't mean you want to experience it."

Felicity tilted her head to the side even more, pale ear nearly touching her shoulder. "Hmmm," she voiced in thought. She licked her lips and sucked in her bottom lip, holding it there for a few seconds before releasing it, a routine she often did when having an internal fight. Finally she shrugged with hands coming up into a Sure, why not? position.

"Sure I'll take you around." She turned down the hall and glanced back with a sly smirk. "But it's going to code you something. My gifts of kindness are not always free, I'll have you know." She winked with her aqua eye before turning to skip down the corridor. "Well start with the courtyard, then move to the main building, fields and then I'll drop you off at the boys dorm. I trust you know your room number?"

"I like being alone,
But I hate being lonely."

"Just because you can handle the Pain
Doesn't mean you want to experience it."

She let her own sly smile grace her feature before turning around to face him fully. Reaching up to the tip of her toes she dropped her eye lids to rest over her irises comfortably. Their faces inches apart and her lips drawing even further back was quite the combination, and in a blow of warm breath, smelling of cinnamon and sugar, spice and sweet, she let slip, "Your price depends on how much of a hassle you are."

With a another push forward so they nearly closed what little distaste they had maintained she rocked forward on her toes and back onto her heels. Her head barely touched his shoulder. So with renewed energy and bright grin she looked up towards Chase. "lets go slow poke." She took quick, skips away to the exiting doors. She was still confused by her own actions. Sure, she had always been bold but never enough to strangers. Perhaps it was him and his smile, and hair, and eyes.

With these thought in her head she led him away. And as a mere extension of her thought she said, "Nice eyes, by the way. Green is rare shade to have."

"I like being alone,
But I hate being lonely."

"Just because you can handle the Pain
Doesn't mean you want to experience it."

She smiled at him warmly, letting proof of her straight teeth show. "Nice to meet you, Chase." She twisted her body, now walking backwards. She stuck a slim hand out, a brown leather cuff and two rings adorning it. "Felicity. Some call me Felix, but if doesn't really matter."

With a final nod and hand shake she turned back around and resumed a spot beside him. A few heartbeats of polite silence followed them. With no noise inside the dorms it seemed almost empty. Though with the large masses of homework the school gave out she didn't really doubt what the other girls were doing. "Why do you think your eyes are a burden? You don't love them?"

"I like being alone,
But I hate being lonely."