ANGRY ALL THE TIME

[natasha l. pritchard]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » mischeif managed a good swim was always the way tashia liked to get life off of her mind. her arms moving in knife like motions as she did front crawl back and forth from one side of the pool to the other, burning calories as she went. it was the life. in total, two hours had been spent of the brunette's day at the pool house on campus. nobody else had joined her, as she preferred to swim alone. was it really so bad to put up a sign saying 'closed' while she was in there with a charm over the door so no one could see in, but she could see out? doubtful. it wasn't like she used it all day long. plus she always went early enough in the morning that it wouldn't be much of a deal to anybody. climbing out of the water, Tashia walked over to her towel quickly, tip-toeing as if it made her go faster. the air rushed around her thin curved body, causing her to shake briefly. "brrr." she let out, snuggling the towel around her as much as possible. flipping her lower half of her body downward, allowing her head to hang and her hair to be upside down, tashia moved her towel from around her body to around her hair, wrapping it so when she came up, it stayed in place, keeping her wet hair from coming in contact with her. slipping into the silk robe she had brought along with her, the girl rolled her shoulders to stretch out her tired muscles and exited the building, satisfied with the effort she'd put in. however, the happiness was short lived. upon returning to the dorm, a discovery was made as she walked into the senior Slytherin girls dorm she stayed in. pictures of her before she had grown into her looks were all over the place, mocking her. it wouldn't have been so bad if she hadn't noticed they trailed up the boy's staircase as well. what the hell was going on. the anger didn't take long to raise up in her, however she kept her cool in for now, eyes narrowed as she went downstairs to look for the culprit. everybody seemed innocent, but she knew better. there was a bitch in the room and there was no way to avoid being sniffed out. if it was the last thing she did today, the girl would be identified. nobody got away with doing something like this to her. summoning all of the pictures to her, Tashia wasn't even sure where anybody could have found the pictures of her. as far as she knew, they were mostly burned. besides the ones her parents kept hidden so she couldn't rid of the horrid things. it wouldn't been as much of a surprise if the pictures had included her friends as well, but no. they were all of her. alone. looking through them, she found one of Marley in the mix, followed by one of Marilynn and one other member of her girlfriends. messing with her was one thing, but adding her friends into the mix? this was war. being one to handle things on her own, she went back up to her dorm room and slid the pictures into a chest, locking it in a way that no one but her would be able to get in. typically Slytherin girls didn't go after one another unless they had slept with one another's boyfriends, but there was no way in hell that had happened here. plus there was always public notice from the girl who was hurt, as they wanted credit getting the revenge they felt they deserved. in Tashia's mind, if the boyfriend was stupid enough to cheat, he isn't worth the faithful girls time. but of course no one else saw it that way. boys were stupid! why couldn't they just get that. shaking her thoughts, this was not the matter at hand right now. right now was trying to figure out what had happened with the figures, and why someone had posted them around the common room. damn. where they anyone else? Tashia doubted it. she had walked the long way back to the common room and although she wasn't overly attentive, she would have caught onto pictures posted where they shouldn't be and Tashia was damn sure that, because it was intended to upset her, the pictures wouldn't be somewhere she wouldn't come across them. clearly her routine had been paid attention to well enough to know she would be gone long enough to deface the common room with her old self. it didn't take overly long to find the culprit. the reason had been petty but nonetheless, she hadn't been happy. "where did you get those pictures of my friends?" she demanded, arms crossed and hip out. "does it really matter? it won't change the fact that they're as ugly as a hairy arse." that had been where she lost it. out of nowhere, Tashia found that she was lunging forward at the girl, just in time for the HOH to walk in and be a witness to the ending of the matter. unsure of what had come over her, she did know that the girl had gone too far she just wasn't sure how she had snapped so easily. usually it took a little more than one comment. composure was supposed to be what she was good at keeping! darn it. sighing, she walked her way quietly, eyes still narrowed to the headmasters office. apparently cat fights weren't allowed, and since she had intonated it, the reason wasn't going to be the HOH's issue. bitch. she hadn't even started this. but whatever. a punishment would come and then Tashia would fight this war the way she always did, and win it without getting caught. this wasn't going to be over until she said it was over. sitting down and watching the HOH leave, Tashia rolled her eyes and leaned her elbow on the chair so that she could rest her head in her hand. it was about as comfy of a position possible in the office. knowing the wait would be some time with the people waiting outside, clearly the headmaster was behind on students that he had to see. blowing out a sigh, Tashia didn't take a minute to see who was around her. all she did was stare at the ceiling, just like she did most mornings before dragging herself out of bed. feeling eyes on her, it was then that she looked towards the guy a couple metres away from her. she had to admit, he was cute but the staring. it had to stop. "you. yeah- you. stop staring. you're creeping me the hell out. there's nothing here to see. no shoo." snapping at him, she didn't want to come off as a sweet, polite girl. it wasn't what she was. Tashia had always been straight to the point and honest. there wasn't any other way a person should be- lying only hurt people more, as the truth always revealed itself in the end. it was a fact. and she truly believed in it. open, 1200 words, outfit, she's tickedddd

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