Popcap? {/but its raining/}

How had she been so deaf? Dittany let a few ideas run through her head as the boy slipped down the tree, run, claw his eyes out, scream? She glared for a moment but then felt her cheeks warm in embarrassment, he obviously meant her no harm. Dittany wiped her face off, a quick, clumsy movement rare for her and then looked up. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but it was time to put a happy face on, she grinned, "You scared me!" she started in a semi-accusing voice, but she had to be impressed he'd snuck up on her, "I'm Dittany," she said letting a smile reach her eyes.

Now that it was clear Zane meant no harm, Dittany allowed herself to take the scene in. Zane had been in the tree, Dittany had been sitting under the tree (for awhile now) Zane had... heard her, and come down, and this was where they now were. Confident she had gotten the facts right, a somewhat jumpy, but friendly Dittany stood before the other teen. She could tell he was social from his easy-going stance, and like most District 11 citizens, a little underfed. Dittany just kept smiling

ooc- so museless

She smoothened out her face, smiling gently at Zane, "I had a rough day," she said and furrowed her brow, she was trying for a sorry-to-unload-this-on-you face, "I failed a really easy test, and my older sis got angry," she leaned her head back against the tree. Dittany knew this was a weak excuse to be upset in a place where people died of hunger, cold and with no family, but she was still allowed to be sad about it.

Her grey eyes had for the most part unpuffed-out and the tears had all dried. She looked pretty normal--maybe a little sulky, but not a girl who had been debating the meaning of her life minutes before. It had always been such a blessing to the teen that she was able to mask her emotions (well enough). Today it doesn't seem to be working all that well, though she mused.

Dittany tried to keep the suspicion out of her eyes. She'd just met Zane! Thoughts ran through her head, none making much sense. She was puzzled by the other boy--if she had been in his place then she would have been thinking something along the lines of, 'sucks for you but not for me!!!' Dittany bit her tongue, a nervous habbit she'd picked up a few years ago. What to say, what to say. As it was, only about ten seconds had passed, but this seemed long enough for her to pick a good enough answer, "I failed the test on purpose, to see if she'd," the girl shrugged. Thinking on it again, failing a test on purpose seemed extremely stupid.

Who but me would think to fail a test instead of just talking to Ash? Why am I so extremely dumb!