[center][h1][color=FFC0CB]Poetry Bluebell Carolina Sundance[/color][/h1]
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Dᴀᴛᴇ: Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, Tᴜᴇsᴅᴀʏ 8ᴛʜ. 
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: First Day
Iɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs: The cafeteria and Kassy Boy [@Thane], Ezera [@King Tai], Amelia [@carla6677], Sadie [@alexfangtalon]
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Kassy Boy teased her right back and she beamed bright than a sunflower in the summer. "What a casanova~" she laughed lightly, and rocked on the tips of her feet to her heels and back again. It was easy to expect such teasing from him, especially when she knew his down and dirty workings. Not that she minded. After all, he always carried those special ingredients that kept her mama's desserts extra special. And extra delish.

In fact her entire family rather doted on him when he came around, though it wasn't often. Poetry wished he'd stick around a bit longer during those visits, but he always had somewhere to be. He ran his own business after all, taking care of his family like a good man should. But other than that, she really didn't know much about him. Something in her suspected he didn't like to get very deep and probably enjoyed keeping it all light hearted. And she and her family were happy to oblige. Though all the Sundance family saw him as a relative and wished that he'd lean on them a bit more. But that was just how she and her family were.

A guy she hadn't seen before (though granted she didn't know many people around her age) came up and gave Kassy Boy a warm greeting, which made her smile a bit delighted. Though her old world vocab kept her from keeping tabs on exactly all of of what was said. What do you expect when you were raised by hippies and only knew how to speak in such oldie slang. But she was just happy to see Kas happy.

Putting a hand to her pale pink cheek as she was mention, she grinned brightly, a bit flattered, tipping her head to the side to let pale loose waves of silk hair fall over her should. The brit boy looked back at her and she wiggled her fingers friendly at new guy around her age. 

Kas leaned over to her, looming over her which made her laugh lightly. [i]Alice in Wonderland, huh?[/i] Well, she knew she talked odd, but it was fun. A lot less boring especially when everyone around, who always sounded the same, gave you funny looks. Peering up at Kassy Boy with those round pale eyes of hers, she smiled slowly and let a bubbling giggle spill past her porcelain pink lips. 

"Oh, of course, you tough munga~" her musical voice alight with amusement, "You never have to ask, you know. S'not like you're asking for something totally loose..." She lifted both her arm, perched up on her tiptoes, then slowly slipped her hands on and over his shoulders. Turning her head to the side, she let it fit right at his shoulder. And when she hugged, it wasn't something shy, no, not her. Her entire body was flush against the person she hugged, tangling the warmth of both bodies together till the air was all just soothing heat. A soothing hug was the best hug there was after all.

It was nice, hugging someone taller than her who was warm and smelt good. An odd thing to notice, someone's scent, but it was comforting to say the very least. Looking up finally, she grinned and just as fluidly slipped her arms back down,  settling back down on the flats of her feet. Looking over at Ezera she raised her brows in surprise when a rather heart-rending creature folded herself around him. Tragic thing looked like she had been crying, though why Poetry didn't know, though she expected the bruises had something to do with it. Her brown haired friend had escorted her, like good friends usually do, but this was all still a puzzlement to Poetry, since she didn't truly know what was going on.

In fact, she didn't even know who the girls really were, besides having seen them in homeroom. But her brows knitted in concern, wondering if there was something horribly wrong. Bullying was prevalent in high schools across the nation after all. And from those bruises and marks, it was her best bet that the bullying was quite violent. Though...then again... It could be family related. She glanced to Sadie, her features in well sewn concern but laced with confusion. That was the red-haired girl who said in their very first class that she had home troubles. Oh jinkies... What to do? She was too much a stranger to ask if everything was alright. And she had a happy home life, so she really couldn't say anything without sounding condescending or ignorant. Biting the inside of her cheek, as per nervous habit, she watched this couple with deep concern, glancing over at Kas now and then, wondering if she should leave to give them all privacy.