A New Life ~RP~

( I dunno how big the room is. The pocketknife isn't that close. )

"Listen," Lark said, her tone growl-like. "Don't you dare scream. I want to know, now, why you are so interested in my life. If you don't tell me... well-ell-ell, I think we both know what will happen."
(Ok)
Diana shrugged "I wanted to make friends while I am here." She said softly "When I came out of the lunch room I was going to tell you that you didn't have to tell me your story, but you ran off before I could." She moved to sit on the bed, gesturing to a chair "Put your knife away, if you are going to stay, otherwise go." She said pointing to the door
 
Lark smirked... a screwed-up version of her smile. "I never put my knife away. Dream on."
She gradually slid down the door, ending up cross-legged, sitting on the floor.
"Never, really? How do you walk by people with a knife out and not get put away by cops?" Diana said sarcastically, yet a smile played over her lips. She pulled her legs up on the bed so she was sitting cross legged. Dawn sat under her watching Lark.
 
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Lark smirked again, this one filled with vengeance. "Silly. You don't know the ways of the street, do you? Probably because you've lied all your life with a prissy family, in a stupid mansion with a million maids who help you walk."
 
Lark smirked again, this one filled with vengeance. "Silly. You don't know the ways of the street, do you? Probably because you've lied all your life with a prissy family, in a stupid mansion with a million maids who help you walk."
Diana shook her head "Wrong, I am the youngest of four children with a widowed mother working nonstop to care for us."
 
Lark's smirk slowly faded, as the memories floated in. She stood up abruptly, yanking the door open and slamming it hard behind her.
Diana shrugged and looked at Dawn "Well that was interesting." She said somewhat sarcastically and looked to see if the doors had locks, though that probably wouldn't stop Lark if she wanted in again. She sighed and dropped back on the bed, grinning when Dawn jumped up to lick her face.
 
Before Lark had walked away, gangbanger instinct called her name. With a stroke of one femininely muscular arm, she tore a gash into Diana's door with her pocketknife and hurried outside, tears brimming her brown eyes.
 
(What did i miss? Nothing much? Good.)

Sierra looked around her room. It was multiple shades of light reds and pinks. The walls were brick red.* with white trimming** The bed which was pushed up against the wall on one side had a comforter colored bittersweet shimmer.* white sheets were under that. A Antique looking dresser was on the wall by the door and a beautiful wooden vanity was on the last wall. At the end of the bed was a large trunk. A desk was on the back wall underneath a window. Sierra walked over to the desk and placed the two bird cages on it. She then walked over to the trunk and set her bags down. With all this done Sierra sat on her bed.

Reina sat with her legs criss-cross on her bed and looked around the room she and Rhianna had picked. it was different shades of green. The walls were bottle green* with white trim. There were two beds with matching cadmium comforters and white sheets. There was a trunk at the end of each bed and no dresser. Two nice wooden night stand were next to the beds and each had nice lamps on them. A window was also in between the beds and seemed to light up the entire room. Rhianna was unpacking all of her things into the trunk at the end of her bed while Willow bonded around batting at a kitty toy Rhianna had tossed onto the ground.

*I got the colors here. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_colors_(compact)**

*Trimming or whatever the stuff at the bottom of a wall is called**
 
Diana sighed wondering what they were supposed to do next, and where she was supposed to get a job at. She looked around the room.
 

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