We're Burning Up | Cass | Closed

The wood immediate with the sound of the world around I, birds sang in the trees beautiful melodies that made Nestlé smile with joy, the only problem was a girl she was sitting next to Nestles tree. It was her tree and the girl was in her spot. She frowned perplexed she didnt wan to tell the girl to piss of, but she didn't want the girl sitting in her spot either, it was not cool. Nestlé stood in the shelter of an old maple tree hidden from the girls view. She didn't know weather or not to leave and come back or just wait for the girl to go. Nestlé hates violence that is why she had chosen to become a healer, she wanted to help people not hurt them and right noe this girl was hurting her. Clearing her throat she says " excuse me girl you are sitting in my spot, would you be kind enough to move." it wasn't a question. She just hoped the girl was smat enough to do the right thing.

Nestlé rolls her eyes that was just the typical thing to say to someone, show yourself how old? Why couldn't she have said something like I can see you, in a creepy tone of course or something else like ahahaha you ugly cow, that tree couldn't hide you even if you lost ten kilos, but no it always has to be something typical or boring or normal. Nestlé scowls, this was her tree in the top branches it held all her medical equipment and on the side she had even carved in that this was her tree! " Dude just look at the tree and you will se my name on it and besides all my staff is her so that makes it mine. Why. Don't you just move to that one?" She pauses and adds " And don't say why don't you move. Because ethos is by right mine and look I will even help you move." nestle looks at her pettiful year and steps out into he open.

Nestlé growled, " last warning bitch, fuck off or I will make you!" sure nestle never waned to fight, but that didn't me she couldn't she stalks over to the girl who she know realizes has been crying. A pang of sympathy swells in her chest whih Ames a massive effort to ignore, even then it is hard to ignore. She looks into the girl defiant eyes. They were a very pretty grey to nestle although a lot of grey colluded eye were considered ugly nestle thought they showed who a person was. Nestles sighs she wasn't a mean girl she never had been. Reluctantly she sits down beside the girl. " I'm Nestlé, I'm a healer I know a lot about that kind of stuff so if you need an help just let me know." She says wih a weak attempt at smiling.