Glad You Came [Justin Woods] Nov 9, 2012 1:27:50 GMT -5
Post by Alana Savage on Nov 9, 2012 1:27:50 GMT -5
In my days of exploring the nooks and crannies of Canterwood Crest, I had discovered the pool. It had all been rather accidental, and honestly, I never really ever had any intention of swimming while being here. Most people already thought I looked like a swamp rat, there was probably no need to add onto that. But the more I thought about it, I really didn't care. The tricky part was timing it so I could get there when nobody else was there. It was bad enough that I was clearly an outsider amongest the Barbies and Kens of this world, and class was bad enough as it is. I rather do my swimming by myself. Okay, maybe it was a lie, maybe in this weird plastic world, I actually wouldn't mind a friend. But it was hard to trust people here, they reminded me too much of all of those kids back home who picked on us gypsies and waved their class statuses above our heads. I didn't really enjoy it here either, I was out of my league and territory, and I couldn't excatly set buildings on fire here. Plus, I wanted to get back to my family, so best behavior...or not. No, probably not. Whatevers though. Point being, the pool. Walking in, the place seemed to be deserted which was fine with me. Dropping my stuff off on one of the chairs now, I glanced around one last time and doubled checked my bathing suit to make sure that I wouldn't end up flashing anybody if I had any surprises. Considering it's a once piece though, I'm not really that concerned, "Let's enjoy ourselves like the rich kids, eh Alana?" I commented to myself as I took to the deep edge and dived right on it and started to swim out. Breaking the water surface though, I gasped for breath and I had to shove my knotty blonde hair out of my face now as I heard somebody coming. Great, just great, "Hey, do you need me to leave?!" For once, being nice. Of course, the real test was whether they could understand my New Orleans accent or not.