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Post by Slate Cummings on Nov 14, 2009 14:47:22 GMT -5
Slate needed some quiet but at school that was next to impossible. After encountering major hostility, he needed to let everything out without hurting someone.
He found a nice corner of the quad and sat on the floor, in the lotus position and closed his eyes. Inhaling deeply, then exhaling, he kept a steady rhythm going. He was heading to his Utopia. Sure part of him wanted to teach the goons who were battling over who was more tough than the other but setting a violent matter with violence was not a wise decision.
The din of gabbing students carrying on about this, that and the other thing, the blaring music from IPOD was soon all mixing together and fading away as he reached his inner peace. If everyone could do this thing might be a lot more better not only in school but in life.
He was relaxed and calmed. The storm had passed in his head. A content smile was on his face. He didn't know a pair of eyes would be there as he slowly came around. He blinked a couple of times to make sure he was fully back. He looked up to see a blond girl which he gave a friendly smile to. "Good way to clear the mind."
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Post by hollyknowles on Nov 15, 2009 21:50:21 GMT -5
How she had made it through the last two weeks was beyond her. What was supposed to be a romantic evening with Nick, spending the night in his arms, giving him the last part of intimacy, had all turned to hell. He had broken up with her just days later, taking a year of her life with him. Stupid jerk...stupid man jerk...pig! Yes, she was just slightly angry and bitter about it. But she was Holly, and Holly was perfection on two legs.
She was going to get over it and move on with her life, Nick was nothing important to her anymore. He had made his choice, he could live with it. The weather sucked, especially for this part of California. Holly found herself sitting out in the quad before classes started, her thoughts brewing something dark as she filed away at a rough edge of a manicured nail.
Hol took a moment to watch some dark haired guy doing something like meditation, or at least it looked like it. He spoke to her a moment later. "Yeah, wish I could do that..ignore the world and just breathe for a moment." She looked at him. "Are you new? or a Silver?"
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Post by Slate Cummings on Nov 15, 2009 22:56:00 GMT -5
"Its actually not that hard," Slate started to explain to the girl. "You just think of some place or some thing that puts you and peace and just focus on it."
"Semi new. I arrived during Christmas and started at Silver just after first of the year. Course then all the weird stuff happened and we ended up here." He paused slightly, with a small grin. "Not that I mind." Normally he wouldn't have given a girly girl a second look but she not only seemed interested in what he was doing but something in her voice sounded troubled.
"I'm Slate." He stood and offered her his hand. "And who do I have the honor of speaking to?" His accent started to show through slightly. This probably seemed old fashioned to anyone who was watching but its how he was raised, treat the girl with respect and be gentle with her at all times.
"You can probably tell I'm not from the west coast." He laughed a little. "I grew up in a small town in Georgia called Springwater. My mom landed a teaching position out here so we packed everything up and here we are."
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