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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Mar 30, 2012 14:34:59 GMT -5

Post by ❥ KUNA on Mar 30, 2012 14:34:59 GMT -5

i came just to see your beautiful face.
have you come to see mine?

It was early. Just before everyone woke and began their day with drowsiness. Vaca definitely wasn't drowsy. Not even the birds were twittering and calling to one another. The sun was about to rise, the struggle between light and dark starting just like every twilight and dawn. Pulling on her well-worn, dusty boots, Vaca grabbed an apple and headed out the door of her family's house, Kadie trailing behind her. The highest point of the sky was still a midnight blue while the horizon was turning a rosy pink with each minute. Stars still twinkled in the sky, glittering up in the heavens like bright diamonds. Ice blue eyes gaze upward at the sky before lowering again as she came to the pasture holding her family's horses. The three were grazing peacefully on the dew-laden grass. A buckskin raised its head at the sound of the sixteen year old's whistle before trotting over to the gate. Vaca gave the apple to the horse, muttering a "Good boy" before getting the lead rope that was tied to the fence of the pasture. Latching the rope to the stallion's halter, the black-haired girl opened the gate before swinging her long legs over the buckskin's back and giving him a nudge with her legs. Obediently, the horse moved forward.

Vaca moved the horse through the town, it's hooves making the steady clip-clop her father always said was to let other horses know where one of them was. The thought of her father was like a punch in the stomach, and Vaca inhaled sharply. She remembered everything about what he'd told her--about how horses could sense your emotions and they do the same emotions, about how a horse can be the best friend you ever will have, about how horses will never leave you, and so much more. One thing she will never forget in her entire life was watching her father die right before her very eyes.

It started out as a good day--one of the few their family had. Vaca and her parents had gone out and bought some bread and cheese after her father had worked the week. They had a good lunch, and their bellies were at least fuller than usual. Vaca's father was going to put on a bull riding show over the weekend just to earn a bit more money to feed their family. They had borrowed a massive, angry brown bull with long, dangerous horns. The first day went well, and Vaca and her parents were excited to earn more money over the weekend. But the next day something went horribly wrong. The bull was racing around the pen, throwing its body around in a rampage when Vaca's father got thrown off in the middle of the pen, too stunned to get up as the bull charged straight at him.

Vaca squeezed her eyes closed, muttering words only she could understand. Opening her icy blue eyes, she turned her horse around and moved him into a trot back toward her house, Kadie, her golden dog, loping to keep up. The sun was halfway above the horizon--the exact time Vaca was supposed to get up at to go to school. Arriving back at home, Vaca swung off her horse, said, "Good job, Sprite," and tied him to the fence before going back inside and putting her hair in a bun after it was in its messy, bed-hair state before.

"Mom, gotta go to school,"[/i] called Vaca, her singsong voice ringing through the house. A brown-haired lady walked out of a room, her green eyes sparkling. "Okay, have fun," she said, kissing Vaca on her light tan cheeks before handing her a paper bag with half a sandwich in it. Lunch. Nodding her head, the raven-black haired teen went back outside, mounted Sprite, and rode to her school.

Tying Sprite to the post designated for horses, Vaca sat down on the steps and waited for school to begin, arriving early as usual.[/font]

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Mar 30, 2012 22:40:04 GMT -5

Post by laphae8ash on Mar 30, 2012 22:40:04 GMT -5

Ever since I'd met Jack he'd been encouraging me to go to school more often. He said it was out of fear that the peace keepers would catch on, but I don't believe a word of it. He just wants me near him and if I go to school we get to walk to work together, it was a trick on his part because he knew I'd never say no. He knows about my crippling anxiety yet he still cares and helps me make it through the day with his smiles and nods and words of encouragement.

Today I got to school early, hoping for a few minutes before class to start to spend with him. But today it seemed like he was running late. I tied my dapple mare Rizzo up and watched the few kids who were also early loitering around the steps and kicking a ball around in the dusty street. Chewing on my lip I stepped out from between the horses and kept my eyes on the ground. I hated this part, I hated the eyes on me. Overly skinny and short but wise beyond my 17 years, which made me quite the easy target for the school yard bullies. Specifically Brandon, who for years now seemed to live to torment me.

A few weeks ago Brandon noticed Jack and I talking and since then the boy has never let me live it down. Now that our relationship is being made public he finds every chance he can to tease me about how Jack must like children because of my appearance or that I'm not woman enough to handle a real man. When he is around my blood pressure raises and I can hardly move from the shaking.

Today was no different, except I didn't have Jack there to tell him off. Not even 2 minutes after I step around the horse do I hear his voice mockingly call out, "Ohhh looky looky Someone left their big bad boyfriend at home today. Still got that smart mouth on you? I mean you talked an awful lot a few weeks ago, then ran off like a chicken. Maybe someone ought to teach you a lesson."

My breath catches in my throat as I look around for someone, anyone to notice whats happening. I'm backing back into my hole between the horses when I catch the bright blue eyes on the steps. I mouth the word "Help" with fear in my eyes, wishing for a way to escape.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Mar 31, 2012 17:31:15 GMT -5

Post by ❥ KUNA on Mar 31, 2012 17:31:15 GMT -5

i came just to see your beautiful face.
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Bullies had never really done stuff to Vaca, but when they did stuff to someone else, that was when she would step in and help the person being bullied. It just seemed completely wrong to her. Her father had always told her when people bullied others, it was just because they themselves felt bad or had something bad done to them. Deep down, subconsciously, she had an inch of compassion for bullies. But the rest of her despised him; tormenting everyone else just because they felt bad wasn't right in any sort of way.

So when she saw the girl needing help, Vaca instantly stood from her perch on the steps and moved with confident, easy steps. She'd heard about this, Brannon, how he always seemed to be picking people with relationships because he didn't have one himself. Vaca's hands clenched into fists and she felt her fingernails digging into her palms but right now it didn't matter. Her boots made a soft pitter-patter on the ground as she strode forward, her ice-blue eyes holding a sense of anger and irritation.

She reached the two and her hand went to the horse nearest to her, her light tan hand traveling over its side as if she were searching for some kind of confidence within the horse's soul. She seemed to have found it because suddenly she was charging toward the bully at full speed, looking as if steam was about to explode from her ears and nose.[/color]"Hey, you! Bet you're just sitting here taunting her 'cause you don't have a girlfriend yourself! Got a too ugly face to have one." Anger at Brannon gave her the courage to pull off such a comment and she knew she was going to have to pay for her words. Oh well, just as long as the girl got off easy.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 1, 2012 7:20:09 GMT -5

Post by laphae8ash on Apr 1, 2012 7:20:09 GMT -5

Ducking quickly under Rizzo's neck gives me a living barrier between the bully and myself. There's no way he'd actually hit me or anyone else for that matter, teasing someone wasn't worth getting a lashing from a peace keeper, but he'd keep going till he had me in tears, just like he had many times before. "Don't piss off my horse," I warned as he tried to follow. Rizzo turned and gave Brandon a menacing look, just as he was about to say something more we heard an unfamiliar voice call out "Hey, you! Bet you're just sitting here taunting her 'cause you don't have a girlfriend yourself! Got a too ugly face to have one."

Brandon turned on his heel, hardened face staring down the girl with the brilliant blue eyes approaching. "Who'd want to date a girl like her, she looks like a damn 12 year old. Her boyfriend has to be a sicko. I'd rather be single than feel like I'm kissing a child!" The word stung because it was my deepest fear when it came to Jack and I.

"Well its not your problem is it," I poked my head out from behind the horse, "And your lucky he's not here to kick your ass!" My eyes thanked the girl for the interruption. Brandon scoffed and kicked the ground. "You mouthy little bitch. Both of you! I'd watch your backs." he threatened as a peace keeper rounded the corner towards the school. He wasn't about to be caught red handed but I knew the worst was yet to come. He walked off, still red in the face.

"Thank you," I said eyes still on the dirt around Rizzo's hooves, "No one's really cared about what he's said to me before." It was the truth, even the teachers let him get by with whatever. His most frequent insult was calling me trash, it was something I'd been hearing more and more often. Practically a nickname at this point.

Looking up after a few moments to meet her eyes, I said "I'm Noreen."

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 1, 2012 15:48:42 GMT -5

Post by ❥ KUNA on Apr 1, 2012 15:48:42 GMT -5

i came just to see your beautiful face.
have you come to see mine?

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Words were something most got injured by. Vaca didn't really feel hurt by words and so when the dirty language flies out to bully's lips, she mentally pushes the off button on her ears, tuning out his words and only listening to the girl's. She had a lot of spunk, that Vaca could give her. A slight smile tugs at the raven-black haired teen as she waits for their short conversation to end. As the Peacekeeper came around the side of the building, Brandon moved off, red-faced and panting, obviously not wanting to be caught. Secretly, Vaca sent up a short thanks to the Capitol for sending the Peacekeeper around right at the last second. Verbal fights were fine, but physical ones were the battles the Capitol didn't enjoy unless it was for the Hunger Games and physical fights usually started and were egged on my verbal ones. Not that Vaca would ever thank the Capitol for anything other than in that moment.

In fact, Vaca blamed the Capitol for lots of things. Take her father's death, for instance. If it wasn't for the Capitol, who wasn't providing enough food, they wouldn't have had to put on the bull-riding show in order to get money for food. The Capitol did so many mean things to the icy-blue eyed teen, she couldn't even begin to name them all.

After Brandon had left, Vaca moved over to the girl, her light orbs trained on the girl. She listened to her words. Shyness took over--after she'd exhausted all her courage she felt like a deflated balloon and her cheeks began to heat up."It was nothing. He was treating you wrong. It's nice to meet you, Noreen. I'm Vaca--Vaca Caballo. Are you new here?" she asks, because now that she got a better look at Noreen, she tried racking her brain for her face but it wouldn't come up. Side-stepping around the dappled mare with one hand placed on it's skin, she stood in front of Noreen before untying the horse and moving the mare back, allowing enough room for the girl to get out from between the fence and the horse's neck. "Ya know, if you go between a horse and a fence you have a high danger of getting injured,"[/i] she says, her tones friendly, yet slightly hesitant, and kind. She wasn't trying to be a know-it-all, she was just reminding Noreen of the danger she'd been in.

Tying the horse back up, she quickly wiped her hand on her pants before extending her hand in a greeting, nimble fingers poised to grasp the other girl's own fingers.[/font]

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 1, 2012 16:05:23 GMT -5

Post by laphae8ash on Apr 1, 2012 16:05:23 GMT -5

"No, I"m not new here, I just spend most my time at work, I work at the Andersons ranch..." I say once the peace keeper is out of earshot. "My parents really don't care if come to school or not. Jack's kinda the only reason I'm going..." my voice trails off as I look around for him. After scanning the school yard for a few moments I realize he is still not here. Maybe he's working an extra shift at the ranch today.

Turning back to Vaca I mumble, "Rizzo'd never hurt me. She would just nip Brandon to get him out of my hair." A smirk crosses my face as I pat Rizzo's side. Vaca is sweet, but I don't know if she gets that I'm a wrangler yet. Most people take a look at my size and underestimate me when it comes to horses, yet I've never met one I haven't been able to break. The school bell rings and I start towards the door. "Maybe we're in the same grade?" I ask since I'm not really sure how old she is.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 2, 2012 13:34:45 GMT -5

Post by ❥ KUNA on Apr 2, 2012 13:34:45 GMT -5

i came just to see your beautiful face.
have you come to see mine?

Vaca wasn't around horses just to work with them; she lived with them, breathed them, got her energy from them. Horses seemed like the only link she had to her father--he'd taught her so much about them, it seemed like the horses were a part of him. It was like he was a horse himself, only his body was human and his mind was horse. You'd be surprised at how much Vaca's father knew about horses. But it wasn't just about their bodies, or what made them tick; it was mostly in their minds--why they ran, how they could sense feelings, why they would hurt someone they loved, and so forth.

Again a pang of grief pressed its way into Vaca's stomach, but the only thing she did was stiffen up a bit and clench her fists and jaw, her teeth grinding together as she tried to regain herself from the memories that had just swamped her. As she came back, she heard how the dappled mare, who's name seemed to be Rizzo, would've never hurt her and it occurred to my 16-year-old that the dapple gray might belong to Noreen. [/color]"Oh, is she your mare? She's a doll, I gotta tell you. My horse is that bucksin other there. His name's Sprite,"[/i] Vaca said icy blue eyes gazing at her stallion with affection. Her Sprite.

As the bell rings, the teen is reminded of where they were and she hoists her bag onto her shoulder further before replying to Noreen's question. "Maybe. I'm 16. How old are you?" she asked, starting to move toward the door.[/font][/font][/font]

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 4, 2012 0:37:54 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Apr 4, 2012 0:37:54 GMT -5

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"Tommy wake up!" Said his mother. She was sweet, kind, and the mother everyone wanted. Tom woke up with a heavy drowsiness, his eyes drooped. He walked to the shower swiftly. He took a warm shower, it woke him up and soothed his rough skin. He got dressed in a white tank top and a blue sweater and a pair of jeans. He walked out to the ranch. He got on his white horse named snowflake. He smiled as he got on snowflake. He herded the cattle farther into the pasture and rode back. He had school. He forgot about school. He got off of Snowflake and ran inside to grab his stuff. He saw his mom and picked up his school backpack and a piece of toast. He walked to school. He stuck his hands in his pockets and walked coolly to the school.

He arrived at school and sighed, he hadn't been there in awhile. He sighed again out of boredom. Hew walked along not looking at where he was going. He had a book in his hand reading. He wasn't much of a reader, but this book was interesting, he read it all day. He smiled as he walked. He was thinking about life now. His life may had started out bad, but it was getting better than before. He was happy in life. He wished that he still had his father. He walked and read at the same time. His book was really good. He was just about to get to the good part, when all of a sudden he bumped into two girls. He said, I am so sorry! He set down his stuff to help them.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 4, 2012 2:38:46 GMT -5

Post by laphae8ash on Apr 4, 2012 2:38:46 GMT -5

"I'm 17, so just a grade a head of you." I replied just before nearly getting run over by a boy with his nose in a book. My school books went flying, the pages scattering out of them. Stupid second hand books. Well with as many times as they had been passed down they were long past second hand...

I bent down to help Vaca pick up her belongings as well looking up at the boy who claimed he was "so sorry" and shot him a look. I bit my tongue though, it was something I was working on. Normally I would send a barbed comment his way about being so clumsy, but since Vaca wasn't getting upset, it wasn't my place. The boy did seem to be sorry and was helping us get our things back together, so maybe it wasn't a big deal.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 4, 2012 12:53:39 GMT -5

Post by ❥ KUNA on Apr 4, 2012 12:53:39 GMT -5

i came just to see your beautiful face.
have you come to see mine?

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Once upon a time, the same situation had happened to Vaca and it ended up originally good and then bad. He'd run into her, reading a book, said he was sorry, and then helped her get her stuff picked up. They'd become friends and then more than that, but what happened next was definitely unexpected. He'd ditched Vaca for some girl that decided to come to school one day. Just the thought caused a stab of pain deep within her, right next to the spot where her father's large, gaping hole was in her heart. Just another sorrow to add to the long list she had.

The raven-black haired teen barely had time to register that Noreen was one year older than her when the dude ran into her. Vaca stumbled, but she didn't fall over. Her book-bag somehow opened and her school books when everywhere. Thankfully pages didn't go everywhere since she was an only child and her mother had bought her new books for this year. Vaca gathered her books together before chasing after Noreen's pages, finally handing them over with her bun now messed up and in a half-ponytail. She pushed her bangs out of her face and stuffed her books back in her bag.

Ice-blue eyes studied the teen who had run into them with a coolness that could send shivers up someone's spine. She had to admit, he was adorable and her heart sighed. No, snap out of it! She took in a deep breath, hoping her voice wouldn't come out wobbly and childish before speaking. "Hey, it's no biggy. Is that a good book?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.[/font][/color]

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 4, 2012 19:05:08 GMT -5

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Tom helped both of the girls catching flying papers and fallen book. He sighed as he helped them. he couldn't help being clumsy, it was just the book, he was sucked in like a cow is into a tornado or how a city is quickly sucked under water from a tidal wave. HE just helped them. He had set his stuff down on the ground. The girl with the bright blue eyes was smiling, but the other girl seemed to have a look on her face that told him, 'I don't really like you' Maybe she didn't, maybe she did, but he didn't really care. He smiled at both girls, they were quite interesting. The one who gave him the look was short and skinny. The other one, the one who smiled at him had bright blue eyes, her hair was straight down and her bangs were out of her eyes. She was pretty, but there was something suspicious about the girl, she seemed to be hiding some of her feelings. He didn't say anything about it though. He smiled as he got his stuff and lifted it up.

Tom smiled at them again.He studied both girls. He had no clue what there names were, maybe he should ask, or maybe that was rude. Why was he so confused today. He slightly smiled and then he spoke slightly. I am so sorry, I am such a cluts. I am Tom by the way. This book is so addicting. Its such a great book and its my favorite.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 5, 2012 12:00:25 GMT -5

Post by ❥ KUNA on Apr 5, 2012 12:00:25 GMT -5

i came just to see your beautiful face.
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Everyone says life is like a book. Except all books have happy endings. Here, though, there usually aren't any happy endings. At least not in District 10. Everyone is starved and fearful at every reaping day that they'll get picked and everyone knows, once more, that disctrict won't have a victor. Except that one guy, Mace Emberstatt. He'll never be starving anymore like the rest of District 10.

Vaca gives another smile at the guy before seeing Noreen's glare and quickly trying to make her lips go down. Instead it just caused her to look like she was smirking so she gave up that idea. Vaca shifted her book-bag so it wasn't so heavy before replying to the guy. "Hey, everyone has their moments of clumsiness. I'm Vaca, and this is Noreen. What's the book about?"[/i] she asked, trying to catch a glimpse of the book cover and the title.[/font][/font][/font][/font]

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 5, 2012 12:07:37 GMT -5

Post by laphae8ash on Apr 5, 2012 12:07:37 GMT -5

I just stood there looking like a deaf, dumb, mute. I don't do well with new people and especially boys, but Vaca seemed to be much more relaxed. Keeping my eyes on the ground I mumbled something about having to get to class and seeing her later. Walking off I knew it was nice to have met someone new, but I wasn't ready to jump into all these people at once. I'd rather just dip my toe in and move little by little, like the swimming hole on the first day when its still freezing cold.

Sitting at my desk I tried jamming all the pages back where they belonged, it was harder than it seemed since I hadn't even read most of the books. Screwing up my face I glanced at the clock on the wall. Just remember to breathe, I told myself. It was my motto at school where all the faces where overwhelming like bees buzzing in a hive. I didn't like the feeling of rushing energy that couldn't be controlled. I just wanted to run and jump and Rizzo and head back to the ranch.

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I Came Just To See Your Beautiful Face. [any] Apr 7, 2012 22:24:55 GMT -5

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Tom watches her smile at him and then smirk at the other girl, Noreen. He had a feeling in his chest, that Noreen didn't really like him. He watched as she walked away from them to class. Tom smiled and turned to Vaca. He heard the question and was trying to think how to explain the book. The book that he held was given to him by his father before he died. It was his favorite book, he always read it when he missed his father. The memory replay in his head. Then Claire popped up. HE felt bad, but breathed deeply to calm him self.

He smiles again, his life is like a story. You have the good feeling of an adventure and then you read it again and it feels like deja vu all over again. You always had to have a new adventure coming your way. His was barely beginning. His story was a action packed one.He said, "Its a book my father got me clled, Treasure island. It was the last thing he gave me before he died. I frowned for a bit, but smiled at her quickly.

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Post by Tom on Apr 7, 2012 22:26:07 GMT -5

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Tom watches her smile at him and then smirk at the other girl, Noreen. He had a feeling in his chest, that Noreen didn't really like him. He watched as she walked away from them to class. Tom smiled and turned to Vaca. He heard the question and was trying to think how to explain the book. The book that he held was given to him by his father before he died. It was his favorite book, he always read it when he missed his father. The memory replay in his head. Then Claire popped up. HE felt bad, but breathed deeply to calm him self.

He smiles again, his life is like a story. You have the good feeling of an adventure and then you read it again and it feels like deja vu all over again. You always had to have a new adventure coming your way. His was barely beginning. His story was a action packed one.He said, "Its a book my father got me clled, Treasure island. It was the last thing he gave me before he died. I frowned for a bit, but smiled at her quickly.

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