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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 9, 2011 16:45:55 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font]  ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany did a little hop as she got to work picking the towels off the lockers. Brittany knew they didn't have long before the boys would come back so she was practically running around the locker room. She caught sight of some underwear and gagged, she was smart enough the realize they hadn't been washed in a while and probably shouldn't go near them.
As she took the towels she thought back to when they went to Sue's office before break to get the slushies. They both had walked through the halls confidently and as Quinn got the cups she was using Brittany grabbed one from the back of it. She had put it there for this point, when someone was carrying a slush ready to throw Brittany always wanted it so when they went to get the slushies Brittany got her own.
She had absentmindedly sucked on the straw while they were walking to the locker room and continued to drink it while she collected the towels. She slung some over her arms and some over her shoulders as there was too many to put in one place.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Quinnnnn
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Animal by Neon Trees
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
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Quinn Fabray
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Post by Quinn Fabray on Jul 9, 2011 17:10:28 GMT -5
 
Quinn carried on watching Brittany pick up the towel and decided she’d wait by the furthest row of lockers, that way they wouldn’t see her until she actually came out to ‘slushie’ them. So, it was basically in her mind the perfect place to stand. Though, she didn’t stand there straight away. Instead, she put the slush’s down where she was going to wait and then began helping Britt hide the towels because there were too many for her to do by herself. That’s when she thought of somewhere to hide them, somewhere good. “One second Britt, wait here!” She muttered, running out of the room and back to the girls changing rooms. The blonde quickly grabbed one of the large gym bags Sue gave all the cheerleaders before she ran back, trying to be as fast as possible. Brittany was still there, sipping her slush and collecting more towels. “Put them in here!” She told Britt, before she unzipped the bag in one fluid movement.
It took a while for them to gather all of the towels, but they managed to do it before any boys showed up. Quinn zipped the bag back up and grabbed the handle, handing it to Brittany. It was Brittany’s task to get the towels, so she was the one that was going to hold them while Quinn did her own little task. She picked up her slush’s after Britt took the bag, then went to hide behind the lockers. She dragged Brittany back with her, because Q didn’t want to be the only one there when she ‘slushied’ them.
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 9, 2011 17:17:10 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -The slush she was drinking was her favourite one. She wasn't sure what flavour it was but it was blue so she knew that it couldn't be strawberry or something. Brittany saw Quinn helping her and then left before coming back with a sports bag Sue gives the cheerios and they put all the towels they gathered into it.
Quinn zipped it up and handed it to Britt who slung it over her shoulder. Thanks to her dancing and cheerleading she had strong hands and was able to handle a big heavy bag of towels. Quinn had dragged her to the place she was going to hide and Britt let her. They both stood, hugged against the lockers and waited for the boys to come in.
Britt held her breath when she heard the door open and felt the gust of wind that came in followed by the cheers of the boys. Most of them stayed in a group heading to their lockers which were luckily near eachother. Britt looked at Quinn ready for the nod so she could jump out with Quinn while she threw the slushies...
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Quinnnnn
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Animal by Neon Trees
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by Max Pennetta on Jul 9, 2011 18:01:28 GMT -5
 
There were many aspects about moving to Nowhere, Ohio that did not sit well will Max Pennetta. He did not enjoy that the most exciting part of the town was a grass field. He missed the hustle and bustle of even a relatively average city like Cincinnati. The simple luxuries of a small-town were very much lost on the young man, and frankly, he was less than thrilled with his Godfather that he was forced to move to this over-glorified cow town of losers and misfits. He belonged in either sunny California, picking grapes from his family vineyard, the vineyard for which he was the heir, or in a glorious city. Lima, Ohio was a far cry from either, and he saw no redeeming qualities.
Despite his lack of respect for most of the McKinley High students, he still very much wanted to be considered popular. It was a curious quality of the vain. They cared so deeply about the opinion of those for whom they did not care. The first step to being popular, he knew, was landing a spot on the Varsisty Football team. Judging by the first few days of practice, he knew that he was pretty much a shoe-in. He was the fastest on the team by just about any metric, long-distance or sprint, and damn if he could not catch a football like it was his job. He was also pretty sure that abomination of a female football coach was checking out his six-pack during warm-ups. Yeah, he was as good as in.
He stayed after practice to run a few extra laps. He both wanted to impress that Coach even further, allowing her an extended viewing, and show his teammates that even a grueling practice did not tire him. That was one way in which he could gain their respect. He returned to the locker room, peeling off his sweat-stained t-shirt as he prepared to undress. He immediately stopped, however at the sight of two, quite cute, girls peaking from behind a row of lockers. Max paused for a moment, allowing his blue eyes to soak in the sight of their mini-skirts. One of them in particular, the one who appeared to be the leader, was especially noteworthy, he thought to himself. Perhaps Lima just found itself a redeeming quality.
Slowly approaching them from behind, he said, "Pardon me, I realize I'm new. But I think this is the guys' locker room."
- tag : Britt & Q
- notes : Hope this works!
- words : Some words
- outfit : Gym shorts
- credit : template brought to you by The_Actress. lyrics from RIVER by LIGHTS!
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 9, 2011 18:23:45 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Britt was busy thinking about last nights one tree hill episode because she didn't notice how close they were to some boys lockers. She snapped out of it and joined Quinn in peaking around lockers, she saw some take their shirts off the reveal six packs but strangly, she didn't get turned on like she used to. She knew the reason for that but no body really knew because Santana had told her to keep it a secret.
She went back to thinking but this time about last year, and the year before that and how much things had changed with glee club, Quinn being preggers, loosing some of her rep, having to choose between cheering and singing and then regaining her spot on the squad by standing in the boys locker room. She was so lost in thought she let out a quiet squeal when a boy with no top on walked up to them and said something. She learnt that he was knew by some of his first syllables so she figured out why she didn't recognize him. "Ah, yes, we do but you can't see us..." Brittany whispered and bit her bottom lip. She looked at Quinn as if she could help get him away so they could slushie the team and be back on the cheerios.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Quinnnnn
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Animal by Neon Trees
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
( credit ) SUGARSARAH at CAUTION 2.0! [/center][/size][/color] |
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Quinn Fabray
New Directions
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Post by Quinn Fabray on Jul 9, 2011 18:39:09 GMT -5
Quinn and Brittany both stood waiting silently, the blonde could feel the heat of the showers from where they were standing. She was going to wait until the boy’s got out of the shower and realized the towels were missing before she jumped out and surprise attacked them with ‘slushie’ facials. She was going to try and aim more for the bullies then the Glee Club footballers, because at least the bullies deserved it. Q was going to make the most out of this situation and get revenge, in some sense. After all, she must’ve been one of the most frequent ‘slushie’ targets – along with Rachel, Kurt, Finn and even Puck. It seemed to her that the bullies targeted mostly the popular kids that had turned ‘gleeky’ as they called it. Though, she’d sort of got used to it by now and it didn’t really affect her any more. So, as far as she was concerned, she needed revenge and she was going to get it.
They’d been stood near the lockers for only a few minutes when they heard movement, Quinn hoped it was a footballer coming out of the shower because she was beginning to sweat slightly from the steam of the showers. How long did the guys need in there? Q was even shorter than that in a shower and believe me that was saying something. That’s when she felt someone standing behind them; she didn’t even hesitate or look to see who it was. It was like an automatic reaction she had, like an instinctive movement. The blonde swivelled around, while she heard Brittany speak and threw the slush at the person who’d saw them. Quinn automatically felt bad as she let the white, plastic, Big Quench cup drop to the floor. She looked up at the guy in front of them, a guilty look on her face.
“Oh my god.” She muttered, when what he’d said clicked in her head. He was the new kid and she’d just given him a ‘slushie facial’. Well, that’s not the nicest welcome she’d ever given someone but at least it wasn’t the worst. It was still pretty bad though and she wouldn’t have done it if she’d known who he was because honestly, she didn’t hate new people until she got to know them. “I’m so sorry!” She apologized, but was kind of glad that one of the slush’s was out of the way and she knew Sue would be impressed by her getting the newbie. She didn’t show that though, she just looked at Brittany once and then back to the new kid.
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Post by Max Pennetta on Jul 10, 2011 1:37:19 GMT -5
Max retracted his head, perplexed, by Brittany's reaction. The girl stated that he could not see them, but there was no hint of a sarcastic wink or metaphorical nudge to indicate that she was suggesting Max keep quiet. She seemed to genuinely believe it as she informed the boy. The football stud did not, however, have much time to pontificate about what the heck the girl was talking about, because he suddenly felt something he truly did not anticipate.
His face felt like little daggers were launching a miniature assault on him as the red liquid-like substance made contact. Truthfully, he had heard McKinley could be harsh sometimes, but he never expected to be the victim of a slushie to the face at the hands of a cute blonde cheerleader. He wiped the subtance from his face as he stared in shock at the girl. What on Earth could have possibly possessed her to do that? He could tell, judging by her reaction, that the slushie was perhaps not intended for him, but he was nonetheless the unsuspecting victim.
Squinting his eyes, he suddenly felt a horrible sensation, even worse than the freezing ice running down his bare chest. It stung. It stung horrendously, and Max rubbed his eyes furiously. "Oh god it stings," he moaned, turning away from the girl as his eyes turned red. He really did not see how this could get worse. He met a cute girl, two of them in fact, and a slushie got thrown in his face.
"Hey where are out towels?" a macho voice called out. Max groaned. Things had officially gotten worse, "Did someone slushie Pennetta?"another boy said with a laugh. This was definitely not the way to work his way up the social ladder.
- tag : Britt & Q
- notes : Poor Max!
- words : Some words
- outfit : Gym shorts
- credit : template brought to you by The_Actress. lyrics from RIVER by LIGHTS!
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Quinn Fabray
New Directions
the music isn't on 'till it's way too loud
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Post by Quinn Fabray on Jul 10, 2011 4:28:46 GMT -5
Quinn was still shocked when all the other guys started exiting the shower; it was the sound of one of the guys’ voices that brought her back to reality. She felt so bad for the newbie, after all he’d probably never been slushied before and the thought of her being the first to do it made her feel even worse. The blonde knew exactly the pain that he was feeling, though it didn’t feel as bad to her anymore because she had, had too many ‘slushie facials’ and was virtually immune to it now. So, she unzipped the bag which Brittany was carrying and pulled out a towel, handing it too the boy. “Here! Try not to move too much, it makes it worse.” She instructed, and then she grabbed the other slushie and decided to just get it over with.
Q rounded the corner of the locker and faced the boys which were crowded in one place, looking for the towels. They caught site of her as soon as she entered the area and began to stare at her, she ignored the stares though. “Okay, come on Fabray. Seriously?” David muttered, obviously catching on that she had something to do with the missing towels. “I know you don’t have a boy friend but that’s no excuse to perv on us.” Azimo added in his usual, mean tone of voice. His comment did hurt a little bit, especially with Finn, Puck and Sam around but she didn’t show it. Instead, she just held up the other slush and threw it in their faces, smiling slightly. “Why would I want to perv on idiots like you?!” She replied, annoyed before she walked off.
That’s when she returned to the new guy and Brittany, grabbing both of their hands and pulling them into the hallway. “Come on!” She muttered, pulling them toward the girls’ bathroom. Though, she did make sure no one was in there before they entered. “Stay here.” She muttered to the newbie, whose name she still didn't know. Then, she went over to the sink and wet one of the towels before she returned to him and Britt. She began helping him remove some of the Slush from his face; after all she was an expert at this. “After a couple of hours the burning will stop, trust me.” She commented, still helping him.
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 10, 2011 6:47:07 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany gasped when Quinn threw the slush at the new kid. "Q... I don't think you were meant to do that!" Brittany whispered and pushed a bit of it off his shoulder. She turned to look at Quinn who wasn't there but she could see her ponytail moving from throwing the slushies. Brittany turned the corner and saw that all of the football team were stood around Azimo and Karofsky, slush dripping off them. Brittany said, "ooh... Azimo and Karofsky, you have a little something on your face." She followed Quinn back to where the new kid was and let her pull a towel out of the bag Brittany had slung over her shoulder.
Britt followed the two of them out of the locker room and into the girls bathroom. She sat on one of the counters near the sink they were using to clean the new kid up and Britt obediently held out some more towels out of her bag for him to use. Brittany actually didn't think Quinn had it in her to slushie the new kid, she didn't actually think she could be that mean but I suppose, any student would pretty much do anything to be on the squad.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Quinnnnn
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Animal by Neon Trees
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
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Post by Max Pennetta on Jul 10, 2011 10:50:28 GMT -5
Max heard the girl apologize as she handed him a towel. If it were one of his teammates who threw a slushie in his face, he probably would have replied with a firm first to the face, but that hardly seemed like an appropriate reaction to a couple of cheerleaders, especially as it was obviously an accident. Plus, they were both cute. The girl took off at the sound of the other boys, slushie in hand, and Max caught sight of Karofsky and Azimo covered, just as he was, before he girl hurried him out the door. He hesitated for just a moment before entering the girls' bathroom, but figured it was probably okay. Hopefully no faculty saw him and suspected he was a pervert.
It was a rude introduction to the school, certainly, but it was not lost on him now that two very beautiful girls were now cleaning his shirtless body off. There were worse things, he supposed. As the girl dabbed his face with a towel, he finally introduced himself, "I'm Max, by the way." he said, relieved that at least the initial sensation of the burn was subsiding. It still hurt, and according to the girl, it would hurt for hours, but at least eventually it would subside."I just moved here from Cincinnati."
He leaned his head back in the sink, allowing the warm water to rinse through and clear his locks of any remaining slushie molecules. He close his eyes as it did so, not wanting any of the slushie to drip into his eyes and extend any further. Once the water turned off, he opened his eyes and leaned forward to address both girls, "So is hurling slushies just something everyone does at McKinley, or is reserved for just the pretteist girls?" he asked with a grin. Well, they already felt bad, he may as well get to the flirting now while their sympathies were too high to reject him.
- tag : Britt & Q
- notes : Poor Max!
- words : Some words
- outfit : Gym shorts
- credit : template brought to you by The_Actress. lyrics from RIVER by LIGHTS!
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 10, 2011 11:02:54 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany's mind went back to the time when Santana had been slushied then to the time when Quinn had been, more then once actually and then the rest of the club. After she went over everytime they got slushied she realized that she was the only glee club member who hadn't been slushied. She felt proud about that, that she had never felt the burning sensation a slush brought.
When the boy introduced himself Brittany smiled sweetly at him. "I'm Brittany and her, over there, is the girl who slushied you but most people call her Quinn." Brittany said, pointing to Quinn who was on the other side of Max. Brittany thought that he sounded like a nice boy but she wasn't interested in anything other than being friends but she knew Quinn might have different feelings, it might be the same as what happened with Sam. Actually, it seemed like it after she thought about it... she met both of them properly while cleaning slushie off their faces.
"Oh, normally it's the players who Quinn slushied who do it to us but we had to do it to be back on the squad. Steal the towels and slushie them all..." Brittany replied again and then realized she probably shouldn't have said that. That moment took her to the moment when the same thing happened on one tree hill.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Quinnnnn
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Animal by Neon Trees
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
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New Directions
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Post by Quinn Fabray on Jul 10, 2011 14:02:22 GMT -5
Quinn carried on helping him, until he stood up to go wash his face. This reminded her of last year, when Sam was the new kid and she helped him. It brought back a ton of memories and a load of guilt and sadness over her; she still didn’t understand why she’d done that to Sam. It was the worst thing she’d ever done in her whole entire life, well apart from the whole pregnancy thing. She had a history of cheating on her boyfriends now and she hated that part of her life, sometimes she even thought she was a slut. Though, she knew she wasn’t because she wasn’t as bad as Santana was and it wasn’t as if she just had relations with them. Whenever she did go off with someone else it was always a relationship and not just sex, so it wasn’t that bad...was it? Although, she did feel like absolute crap for doing it.
The sound of the boy’s voice brought her back to the real world and saved her from being overloaded with sad memories, which was definitely a good thing. The blonde smiled when he started flirting, but honestly she was kind of use to that now. Q was just about to introduce herself, when Brittany started talking. She almost laughed at the way Brittany introduced her, she always spoke the truth and never toned anything down. “I'm Brittany and her, over there, is the girl who slushied you but most people call her Quinn." The other blonde said, smiling her usual sweet smile before she answered Max’s question. "Oh, normally it's the players who Quinn slushied who do it to us but we had to do it to be back on the squad. Steal the towels and slushie them all..." She explained, though it was quite hard to follow so Quinn decided to step in.
“She means they usually slushie us, but we had to slushie them for Coach Sylvester.” The blonde explained, making it sound a little more understandable then Britt had. “It’s nice to meet you, Max.” She added, smiling. It was kind of weird how similar this was to when Quinn and Sam had met, but she didn’t want to think about it. So, instead she just tried to take her mind off of it by thinking of other things. After all, she didn’t want to randomly start crying and run off. That would make this already bad introduction into an even worse one and that definitely wouldn’t make her seem cool.
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Post by Max Pennetta on Jul 10, 2011 22:15:18 GMT -5
Quinn. That was a pretty name, Max thought to himself. It was a pretty name for a pretty gorgeous girl. He was pretty sure he had heard it thrown around by some of the guys on the team, though he assumed it was more fantasy than anything else. It was unlikely any of those guys could land a specimen like this one. As Brittany continued on to explain how exactly the new kid had ended up on the wrong side of a slushie, he could not help but allow his intense blue eyes to focus in on the other girl. Sure, beautiful girls were normally crazy, but they had a right to be as far as Max was concerned. He of all people could hardly fault someone fo being obscenely attractive. He understood what it was like to have people assume he was a meat head just because he looked better than an underwear model, and it was really not fair.
Perhaps realizing that Max had not really registered what Brittany was saying, Quinn spoke up, informing him that Coach Sylvester had forced them to engage in their shenanigans. Max ran a hand through his wet hair, somewhat perplexed by that statement. "Coach Sylvester, the cheerleading coach?" he queried. "What does she have against the football team? Aren't the two kind of related? It's not like you'd have a cheerleading team without a football team."
Max had to admit, hurling slushies at the each other was at least more original than he had given Lima, Ohio credit for. Sure, it was pretty childish, and as he was currently experiencing, surprisingly painful, but at least they were unique. "What's the point, anyway?" he asked "Is this just how people flirt in a small town or what? Seems like a lot of hassle and stained clothing. I mean, don't get me wrong, I think it's pretty hilarious that you just got Karofsky and Azimo."
Suddenly, Max realized that they were, in fact, still in the girls' bathroom. They were still in the girls' bathroom, and he had no shirt on. That was sweet if he wanted to show off his abs, and frankly, he pretty much always did, but if a member of the faculty walked it right now, he was fairly sure he'd he suspended before school really even started. Motioning toward the towel bag by Brittany, he remarked, "Speaking of, though, I should probably get them their towels back. I would hate for Coach Beiste to walk in to that. She may scare the hell out of me, but no one should have to see David Karofsky in the buff."
- tag : Britt & Q
- notes : Poor Max!
- words : Some words
- outfit : Gym shorts
- credit : template brought to you by The_Actress. lyrics from RIVER by LIGHTS!
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Quinn Fabray
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Post by Quinn Fabray on Jul 11, 2011 1:39:37 GMT -5
Quinn couldn’t help but notice that he was actually pretty hot, but she didn’t say anything. After all of her failed relationships were everything other people thought of when they heard the name Quinn Fabray, but if she was honest he actually seemed really nice. So, she just leant against the white, tiled wall and listened to him. She didn’t want to admit it so soon after they met, but she was kind of interested in him. It seemed so weird, thought it was also somehow nice. The blonde listened to him ask questions, but waited until he was finished before she answered them. “Well, I guess you haven’t met Sue yet.” She commented, with a smile. “She has a grudge against nearly every club, class and student.” Q explained, truthfully. She moved onto the next question a little embarrassed, but answered it anyway.
“You know Noah Puckerman?” She asked, but didn’t give him time to reply before she carried on. “It was kind of his invention; it was all about the Glee Club really. If you joined then you were the most un-cool people ever and there for, slushie facials. Turns out though, they are a lot harder on the popular kids that join.” Quinn muttered, not as enthusiastically as before. After all, once he found out she was in Glee he wouldn’t be interested. Why would he be? No one ever was. The blonde then looked at Brittany, with a sweet smile she said “Yeah he’s right, Britt would you take them back please?” Q asked, the smile still on her lips. She knew Brittany would say yes, she always did and to be honest, she was glad because she wanted to be alone with him for some reason.
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Post by Brittany S. Pierce on Jul 11, 2011 11:46:59 GMT -5
( hey, soul sister ) [/font] ( ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo )[/color][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Brittany listened intently trying to understand what they were saying. She did speak and understand english but sometimes she just got confused with some of the words they used. When they talked about Coach Sue hating nearly every club and student apart from herself Britt couldn't help but just nod in agreement. She swung her legs absent-mindedly as she listened to their conversation. She didn't really feel a part of the conversation but she could tell they were kind of flirting so she would just leave them to it.
Quinn asked Britt to take the towels back. Britt sighed but stood up. "Sure! It's nearly the end of break so I'll take my time, my math teacher said I would get a higher mark if I didn't turn up so I wont." Brittany said and, picking the used towels up threw them into her bag before zipping it up and leaving the bathroom. Brittany walked down the halls slowly, taking in her enviroment. She didn't have to walk far until she reached the boys locker room.
She didn't knock but just walked straight in. She smiled sweetly at the guys and sat down on one of the benches. "Who wants a towel?" She called and threw the bag on the floor, exposing all of the towels. "You cheerios!" Someone called and everyone pushed forward to get their towel back. "It's what we do best." Brittany said and skipped out.
[/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -( the way you move ain't fair, you know )[/font] ( tag ) Quinnnnn
( words ) *shrugs*
( notes ) haii xD
( music ) Animal by Neon Trees
( lyrics ) hey, soul sister by train
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