Title: r u n}}run run as F A S T as you can}}
Description: arthur flynn
Amelia Stavros - December 8, 2007 04:05 PM (GMT)
Perhaps he wouldn't be here. Just because it was his dorm didn't mean that he had to be there. You didn't always find Amelia in her dorm. Actually you never found her anywhere she was supposed to be. Maybe and hopefully he would not be there. Hopefully he had a life outside of his dorm, although she did doubt it. Hopefully he'd gone off somewhere with his better looking...I mean kind hearted friends. All Amelia had to do was drop off the Evander's stuff (which was somehow mailed to her) and run. She didn't have to see him. She being ridiculous he was only a person. And not to mention shallow, which was not something she liked to be. And who was she to judge him? Yes she knew all of these things, and how little sense her fear made. Yet it was still there and still all very very stupid. No matter how hard she tried to change it every time she saw him she had to run. Unfortunately there had been a few times where she ran screaming. It also didn't help that the creature was terribly mean to her. It's not like he knew what she thought of him, so she couldn't understand his behavior. She didn't care how hypocritical it was, she didn't think he had the right to be mean. At least she was well mannered enough to run off, so she wouldn't "accidentally" say something terrible. But he, he always wanted to taunt her, blackmail her even, he was an awful person. Inside and out.
Amelia finally knocked the door of her brother, and the other boy's room. If he was there she would toss the stuff in one of their faces and run in the other direction claiming she heard her English teacher calling. Although she didn't know why Mr.Engle would be in the boys dormitory. Then again, she did her plenty of...interesting rumors about him. Amelia knocked the door again. Now she was getting more agitated than slightly frightened, because they were taking an awfully long time to answer the door. She waited five more minutes and knocked again, still no one answered. She knew someone was in there because she could her noise. Amelia knocked loud and hard this time and held back an urge to knock down the door. A few others came out to see what all the noise was about. She smiled politely at the angry faces and hid herself with her long hair. "Sorry." she whispered.
Fine. She would wait five more minutes and if no one answered the door, she would throw all this stuff away. Its not like anyone was ever nice enough to bring her to stuff all the way to her room. Maybe that was because it was never accidentally mailed to anyone else...but she felt that was besides the point. Well whatever, she was getting tired of waiting and would probably leave soon. It wasn't worth seeing him anyways. Who knew what terrible things his mouth and terrible face would do this time. She was dying just thinking of it. "Uh. How shallow of me." she didn't meant to say so loudly.