Post by Elena Biermann on Mar 22, 2010 15:21:26 GMT -6
Elena, she was a very headstrong girl and a passionately political individual, at least when it came to people and injustice. She had never actually considered the fact that she might be gay. Though she was labeled as it once or twice, luckily her off-putting glare seemed to shut people up quick enough. She was labeled as a lesbian because she had a sly kiss with that bloody Pandora girl, who was actually gay. Elena hated labels. Lately she had been snogging so many guys that the thought had been nearly put out of everyone’s mind.
At the moment however Elena was brooding, or rather raging in silence as she tore at the grass on the lawns. The grass was damp with dew but she didn’t care. Elena was too pissed off at Logan. Not that she should be. She knew they weren’t going anywhere. She was just a friendly fuck. If she told Justin about what they had gotten up that could be all the revenge she’d need in the world. Elena smiled at the thought and yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Justin, her own brother, was one of Logan’s best mates, and probably one of the only true friends he had in the world. She couldn’t hurt him like that, as much as she wanted to, as much as he deserved it.
“Tosser,” she muttered as she threw a clump of grass into the air. Suddenly she heard a shuffle of footsteps behind her and snarked, “What do you want?” thinking it was probably that annoying Kelly girl again trying to convert her to the good and intolerably peppy side away from the abuse of drugs, sex and alcohol, or god forbid Logan, but it was neither.
((ooc: Anyone?))
At the moment however Elena was brooding, or rather raging in silence as she tore at the grass on the lawns. The grass was damp with dew but she didn’t care. Elena was too pissed off at Logan. Not that she should be. She knew they weren’t going anywhere. She was just a friendly fuck. If she told Justin about what they had gotten up that could be all the revenge she’d need in the world. Elena smiled at the thought and yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Justin, her own brother, was one of Logan’s best mates, and probably one of the only true friends he had in the world. She couldn’t hurt him like that, as much as she wanted to, as much as he deserved it.
“Tosser,” she muttered as she threw a clump of grass into the air. Suddenly she heard a shuffle of footsteps behind her and snarked, “What do you want?” thinking it was probably that annoying Kelly girl again trying to convert her to the good and intolerably peppy side away from the abuse of drugs, sex and alcohol, or god forbid Logan, but it was neither.
((ooc: Anyone?))