Esma Fairchild :: D2 :: wip

Esma Fairchild :: D2 :: wip Sept 12, 2013 5:46:16 GMT -5

Post by k!ah on Sept 12, 2013 5:46:16 GMT -5

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es·ma · fair·child

1. seventeen, female, district two, career

“sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never harm you.”

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[/size]W[/font]hen I was younger I was that child who was picked on, the one that was left to play on their own in that corner that no one else wanted to go near… Ha! Did I get you? Huh, huh? Oh yeah, I got you and I got you good![/color] A smile slides onto the girls the girls cheeky face and her left eye closing in a sly wink. I was never that child, that one who huddled in the corner cause they were too scared to talk to anyone, cause they were so scared to even look into another person’s eyes.. I mean, honestly, why? Why would you waste your time moping in a corner cause no one likes you? I man like seriously pull your shit together toughen up and talk to someone. Be yourself. That’s what I have to say to that kid crying in the corner cause my words are too harsh for them. Yeah my words may be like a knife sliding through your delicate skin- but my words aint gonna kill you buddy. Flicking her dark hair over her should she shifts her body weight, slipping into the soft material of the chair that she sat on.

Besides I was never that kid who begged for attention. It came naturally- not to sound cocky or anything… well maybe a little bit… But anyway what I am trying to say was that people’s eyes were automatically drawn to me. Like where ever I go eyes fall on me. I don’t know if it is my incredibly hot to trot body or if it is the skill that seems to slide of me in waves. Most likely both, though. My body yes, I mean look at it! Sliding from the seat that she stood in she unfolded her elegant body until she was standing in front of you. She had long elegant legs that grew until they slipped up behind the little piece of material that hide them Her thin waist then leg to her chest- which wasn’t all that flat, not at all. Before you can reach the fine features of her face she is turning around, heading back over to the seat which she had been sitting in, her hips swinging from side to side.

Did you like what you saw? I see that smile sliding to your lips- and that rosiness in your cheeks. Yeah you can’t hide it from me. I have seen it all too often. What do I mean by that? Really, you have to ask? Well then, what I mean is that, I like to use my body to get what I want. I will use it if I want something that someone has- no matter if they are male or female. If they got something I want. I will get it from them… even if it means playing around with them for a while under the covers. I wouldn’t say I was a slut, but- okay I would say I was a bit of a slut- not like I have slept with the whole district, just most my neighbours and some people who I find on the street at night. And before you judge, I would just like to say I get lonely sometimes, and that guy on the street usually is pretty good company. Her dark eyes Twinkle as she stares into you very soul, and coy smile playing on the edge of her thin but lush lips.

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