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  • Genevieve had art as her final hour of the day, which was good because she needed to blow off steam. She'd finished her art project a few days earlier, so she had full reign on the canvases in the back of the room. Greeting the instructor in passing, she stormed to the back, and threw her things on the floor before irritably grabbing supplies to begin painting. She was angry, but it was okay. She did some of her best work when she was angry. In fact, the woman at the front would likely let her stay well after school hours were over to express her emotions through the brushes and paints. It was good therapy, if nothing else. As she swiped her brush at the surface harshly, she watched the image come together. She hadn't come at this with any inspiration, but now she recreated the image of a girl standing between two boys, her figure entirely blackened like a silhouette. Rather than the surrounding audience, she created various forms of monsters watching the event unfurl and when she'd finished the image, she stepped back and swept a hand over her forehead to remove her hair from her face. It was a fierce image and she was out of breath from the passion she'd put into it. Taking a deep breath, she dropped her brush in the water cup to rinse the pain off of it as she admired her creation. The canvas was mostly black with few colors standing out. The boy that stood in front of her had splashes of red on his face and the boy behind her had a large blank text-bubble-esque shape coming from his mouth. A white spotlight seemed to surround the girl, though not illuminating her features. Like the girl she'd drawn in class, this one's face was covered in hair so her identity was a secret. This was her signature muse.
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  • [color=#FF8C00]Orion was interrupted by a teacher in the hall, who hurriedly escorted the student past his class to the infirmary. He didn't want the help, his anger making him stubborn. Yet, the nurse would hear none of his excuses, cleaning up the blood with ease and plugging his nostrils. She forced him to stay for about ten minutes until there was no more blood seeping out of it. She said that Orion needed to file a report about the student who did it, but Orion shook his head as she said it, standing up and walking out as the nurse protested his choice, even popping out from the infirmary to ask him to wait. He didn't listen though. He went to his class without even a note to excuse his tardiness, interrupting the lecture in his Psychology class. This class was a privilege to him; it was one of the few that was actually interesting. His parents had not wanted him taking a class so rooted out of religious principles, and only a one on one conversation between his mother and the school counselor, saying he needed the class, allowed him to take it. He gave a small smile as he thought of this. The counselor had lied, because she knew he wanted to take the class. His parents were known by the staff, especially his father, who had frequently demanded to meet teachers privately to gain information about what he was doing. His counselor was aware of the toxicity of his home life, and that helped a little. But it didn't change how the other kids here acted. Kids like Trent were all around. And what disgusted him was that his parents looked to kids like him as examples. [i]"Orion, girls are meant to be chased. They run because if they don't, any guy can slip in." [/i]His father had said. [i]"Honey, they're a bit mean. But guys are just like that. You can be like that, except...nicer." [/i]His mother had said. Again...it didn't feel right.[/color]
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  • As it turned out, Genevieve wouldn't be able to stay in the art room all day. Her instructor came back to her towards the end of class and informed her that he would be leaving earlier for his son's wedding. He said he could loan her his keys, but Genna didn't want to get the kind old man in trouble and declined. She was almost done with her second painting when he'd approached her. [b]"I see we're taking a darker approach today?"[/b] he asked, looking at the first painting she'd completed. The second one was well in the works, a small child crying against a dark back ground, his or her face hidden mostly by long white locks. It was a calmer image than her first and she was taking more time to perfect the strokes than she had on the first one. Above the child was a bird with its wings stretched out in flight. [b]"Yeah, I had a bit of emotion to get out. I'm better now..."[/b] She decided against telling the old artist about Trent all but groping her less than an hour before. The old man was like a father or a grandfather to her and he would tell her the same thing the teacher had said. She wasn't going to report Trent, so there was no point in getting everyone worked up. When the bell rang, she put the finishing touch on the image, staring at her handiwork proudly before washing up her supplies. She said her farewell to the man and walked towards the front of the school where the cars were parked. She wouldn't be driving as she'd had her privileges revoked by strict parents, but would rather be walking home and enduring whatever harassment followed her along the way.
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  • [color=#FF8C00]Orion was relatively undisturbed throughout the final class. He was grateful for this, because he was too unfocused to answer any questions about this subject. The bell rung mercifully and he made his way out of the class, not speaking with any one before leaving. he had been very close to getting a car, having had no incidents at the school and having agreed to sit through boring sermons every Sunday morning to get the car. But after his parents actually quizzed him on the sermons, and he failed miserably, they angrily pulled away any chance of him using his license. Now he was again stuck walking the 3/4 mile distance to his home. [i]"Its how you become a strong man," [/i]was his father's reason to get him to do it. Really, he just wanted to sleep a half hour longer. He began the walk home, taking his usual path. He was completely unfocused on his surroundings, listening to music using youtube on his phone.[/color]
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  • Genna walked down the side of the road, her head held high. Her hips swayed as she strut in her short boot heels. She had a wide stride, thanks to her long toned legs. She'd always been a rather lithe individual, paying attention to what she ate and how much she exercised. She'd been dubbed sexy on a few occasions for her perfect figure alone. She hadn't had to work too hard on it, but after one of her friends had nearly died of an eating disorder she'd been a bit more careful. As she walked, she plugged in her ear buds, instantly dismayed to find one not working. She grumbled a bit but kept walking with both in her head to deflect anyone who tried to start conversations. She was still in a bit of a mood from her run in with Trent, but it was nothing some time in her room with a pencil and some paper couldn't cure. The problem would be getting past her parents. Don't get me wrong, Genevieve loved her folks. They were just too overbearing. Ever since her sister had dropped out of college and gone to Europe to live with her foreign boyfriend, Genna's parents had been up her butt about everything. The tattoo had nearly gotten her grounded until graduation. Skipping school for an indie band concert in another city had lost her the car. All of that had been bearable until Daniel had gone off and joined the Navy, leaving her in the small town alone with her parents and obnoxious highschoolers who wanted to be her or wanted to be in her. It was stupid and she'd been mad about it for a long time. Now she was just impatient to get the heck out of dodge.
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  • [color=#FF8C00][/color][color=#FF8C00]Orion led himself all the way home, entering his house. He was hoping for some peace after the awful day he had. Of course, it wasn't to be. His father yelled his name as soon as the door hinge latched closed. He sighed, then walked towards the sound. "Orion! What did I tell you would happen if this kitchen wasn't cleared by yesterday night?" His father seemed unusually angry. "I...uhh..." He struggled to come up with a response. "I'm so damn tired of your arrogant ignoring of me," His father's speech was a bit slurred, and he was beginning to realize that, even this early in the day, his father was drunk. Suddenly, he shoved Orion back, and he had to brace himself against a counter to keep himself from falling. His father approached again, and, to his surprise, struck him hard on the shoulder, and he slipped back and hit the ground. [/color]
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  • [color=#ADD8E6]Genevieve still had a ways to go before she got home, which was perfect timing for someone to approach her. The road she was on was always rather barren after school as parents took the main street to get to the education building to pick up their kids. She didn't know how many of her fellow classmates lived on the same street as her, but she knew there were a few at least. The little copy and paste houses were another reason she couldn't wait to get out of the small town and live somewhere else. Nothing was unique or special about the small town and it drove her crazy. As an artist, she liked things to be different and this place just wasn't cutting it.[/color]
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  • [color=#FF8C00]It may have been faint and distant, but enraged yelling was audible, though the exact words were hard to interpret. Orion listened in disbelief as his father discharged a list of reasons his son was such a pathetic waste of his time. His sister and mother had emerged quickly, and suddenly, both his mother and father were yelling at each other, both trying to drown out the other until Orion arose from the floor, retrieving the backpack that had slipped from his arms, and ran out of the house. From her view, it was clear someone was leaving the house, though, perhaps, it wasn't obvious that it was the same boy as during class. Orion was hurrying out, even as his mother peeked out of the front door and called his name. He was walking fast, a few tears escaping from his eyes. He wiped them away quickly, trying to hide them from any students walking home. Guys couldn't cry. It was just bait for a bully.[/color]
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  • Genna slowed as she heard what sounded like people yelling. She took out her one working earbud, leaving the other in so it looked like she was focusing on her music. No matter how hard she listened, she couldn't understand what was being said, but when the boy burst out of the house, she didn't have to. Furrowing her brow, she stopped walking completely, watching as the boy stormed off the other direction. A moment later, a woman stuck her head out the door and yelled after the boy angrily. Genevieve felt a bit of sympathy for the kid as he ignored his raging mother and kept walking. She could relate. Trying not to make it too obvious she'd seen the whole thing, she put her earbud back in and slowly started walking again. Curiosity tickled her brain, but she didn't want to draw attention to herself. That's why she waited until she was out of sight before picking up pace to follow the boy. It was none of her business what was going on, but if the situation was as bad as it looked from her perspective, the kid might need help.
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  • [color=#FF8C00]Orion felt an ache on his shoulder, realizing that another small bruise was forming where his father had hit him. He was trying not to move his shoulder, but it was impossible, and every time he stepped with his right leg, a small jolt of pain surged through his shoulder and caused him to grunt verbally with pain. His walk eventually slowed as his mother's yells faded, and he was easier to catch up with. Tears were still trickling gently down his face, trying to deal with the pain both of the new bruise and of his father having hit him for the first time. Of course, it wasn't the first time he'd hit anyone. He remembered the bruises his mother used to have when he was young; then his sister was born. The first time he saw a bruise on his sister, the then-thirteen year old Orion had confronted his dad, saying he would call the police if he ever saw a bruise on his sister again. This was the only time such a threat had ever worked; he never saw a bruise on her again. But he was getting angrier and more depressed. His job was looking bad; other, more extraordinary candidates were filing in, and it was seeming like he might be laid off soon. His family was where he took it out on.[/color]
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  • Genna caught up with the boy faster than she'd expected to and had almost considered letting him go. It was the same kid from earlier, the one who'd been punched in the face. He'd been a bit of a jerk to her after she'd tried to help him, but the way he looked now, she felt a pang of sympathy in her heart. Resolving herself, she took the extra few steps to catch up and put her hand on to touch his shoulder. [b]"Hey..."[/b] Possible outcomes ran through her mind as she made the risky decision to confront the boy, but she didn't care. She could take care of herself if he lashed out. She'd always been resilient and quick and she wasn't scared of much. Besides, everyone deserved a second chance and from the looks of it, this kid needed it.
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  • [color=#FF8C00]He heard a quiet call from a few steps from behind him, and he didn't stop to acknowledge it out of fear it was his sister. But, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and he almost seemed to cringe under the touch, like it was a strange reflex to touch in whatever situation he was in. He turned around, wiping a tear as he did so to try and hide his emotion. His eyes met her's, and he understood who it was and stared in disbelief. He quickly shuffled awkwardly in place, trying to readjust the sleeve of his shirt to cover the second bruise that his father had gave him. "Uhh...hi..." He had to desperately try to hide the choking sound of his voice.[/color]
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  • She pulled her hand back and lowered her gaze for a moment. [b]"Hey..."[/b] she said again, not sure what to say to him. Noticing him tug at his sleeve, she bit her bottom lip uncomfortably. [b]"Um... Sorry, you looked upset.... I just thought I would make sure you were okay..."[/b] She held her breath subtly as she realized she'd just done the same thing that had ticked him off earlier and had in turn made her so mad. Obviously he wasn't okay. [b]"I'm Genevieve, by the way..."[/b] she said, straightening up and looking at him evenly, her dark hair surrounding her face completely. What awkward circumstances to be introducing herself... Still, she stood waiting for him to speak, no longer sure what to say. For someone who was always confident, she had a feeling she'd just walked up on something she didn't know enough about. She'd honestly just wanted to make sure he wasn't alone during a time he didn't need to be. Genna had had her own experience with a similar situation, but the second her parents had found out, they'd pulled her out to protect her. Obviously, this kid didn't have that.
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  • As she expressed, cautiously this time, the concern that she had, there was nothing like his reaction at school. His eyes remained fixed to her's as he tried to figure out if this was some sort of deception, or genuine concern that she was expressing. He opened his mouth to speak, but only a pained choked emerged from his voice, and tears again began streaming down his face. He held his hands against his face trying to hide the tears and muffle the sound as he wept in confusion and fear at what his father had done. He obviously wasn't doing okay, but it seemed he didn't know how to express this either. [list][*] [/list]
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  • Genna felt her entire body tense as he started sobbing into his hands. She glanced around to see if there was anyone nearby and then wasn't sure how she felt when she saw no one was. She'd never dealt with a guy crying before. In fact, she opened her mouth to start speaking a few times, deciding against it and closing her mouth again with each attempt. Finally, she mustered up the courage to reach out to him again. [b]"Hey, whoa... Talk to me... What... what can I do to help?"[/b] She faced him, concern etched into her pretty face. Her dark eyes stared into him, searching for a way she could help him calm down. In her heels, she stood almost as tall as him.
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  • [color=#FF8C00]Orion felt a hand gently grasping his shoulder again, not cringing this time as she did so. "I'm sorry...I know i'm...p-pathetic..." He managed to stammer out between light, quiet sobs. His mind managed to think back to today, in the class, and the expectation of his teacher. Right now, though, it wasn't his teacher he cared about. "Today...I..." He wiped away what he felt was the last of his tears, his eyes burning with rawness and his skin dry as a result of the crying. "I was a dick today," He wanted to apologize to her, but...he also wanted to hide from the subject of his father. She couldn't help him with this.[/color]
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  • Genna let out a bit of a relieved sigh before hiding the emotion and smiling at him softly. This, she could work with. [b]"You're not pathetic. I don't know what all's going on, but if it's got you this upset it must be serious."[/b] She brushed her hair back out of her face and watched him as he brought up the event earlier that day. She dropped her eyes again. [b]"It's okay,"[/b] she said kindly after a moment. [b]"You were upset and who can blame you...? Trent's... well, he's Trent..."[/b] Genna used some more colorful language in describing the bully in general conversation - not that the guy came up in pleasant conversation ever. [b]"Don't worry about it, alright?"[/b]
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  • [color=#FF8C00]Orion held her gaze for a few moments, not expecting such unrelenting kindness. "I..." His lone word was quiet, and his face seemed to display the dumbfoundedness he felt at her willingness to forgive what he had said and how he had acted. "T...thank you..." He cleared his throat. "For this, and...for....intercepting...Trent..." Memories of Trent's rather...explicit physical contact came back to mind. "I...I should of said something, and..." He was feeling awful about his actions, and for some reason, it was all coming out now, in this moment. To someone who knew him, it didn't seem like his normal character. He was still not commenting on what he thought she might of seen. It was dangerous to let her know. He didn't really believe his father was acting okay, but...he had to be able to handle it. To be a real man.[/color]
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  • Genevieve smiled and looked down, holding up her hands in conciliation. [b]"Say no more. It's okay. I've dealt with Trent and people like him before and I'll deal with him now. I can handle myself pretty well."[/b] She jokingly flexed her right arm, showing off the bird tattoo on her decently toned bicep. A strand of her hair wisped into her face again but she ignored it. It was moments like these that Genna was truly beautiful. The moments were she was being silly and natural, not trying to impress anyone. She was rarely like this at school unless she was behind a canvas. Any other time, she was solemn and nonchalant and utterly mystifying to the guys around school. Many of the girls hated her for being attractive and not caring about the people that chased after her. She'd not cared about something as frugal as dating in a long time and she'd never been one to sleep around. She was her own and no one else's. [b]"Hey, how about you come to my house and I'll clean up that bruise on your face. I don't guess the nurse really helped much."[/b] The senior girl had had her share of encounters with the school nurse and found the older woman to be bland and unhelpful. Besides, his eye was a bit swollen and she knew enough about medical treatment to know ice would probably bring down the inflammation.
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  • [color=#FF8C00]Orion stared at her as she said that she could handle Trent on her own. "Well...he's so strong though. And you're..." He went a little red in the cheeks as he tried not to say something...intentionally degrading to her. "...not as strong..." He said it quietly, like somehow that could make it less of an insult, even if he didn't mean it in such a way. He noticed the bird tattoo as she did a mock flex, and he almost commented on it. A bird. Uncaged. What did that mean? Was it a representation of a desire? Or was he overanalyzing? He did that a lot. His dad hated that. [i]Not everything has some second deep meaning! Just listen to what I say and do it! [/i]Okay, well...parental orders were a little different than the possible symbolism behind a tattoo, but...the point remained. His mouth went agape as she offered to bring him back and nurse the wound. "N-n-no, I can't...I can't bother you in your home, and my father, he'd...he'd probably...he wouldn't...uhh..." He trailed off. Shit...he'd said something about his father. Well...almost. He hoped she didn't push the issue. "Uhh...I shouldn't." He tried to finish the thought.[/color]
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