Rory had left the
bonfire and decided to go for a walk.
Somewhere along the way, Sam's cookies had lost their power over her, and she had realized that she was not Frenchy.
And then the day came flooding back.
There was the
gym, where she had
sung. And the campfire, where she had
nearly killed Hermione and told
Angela her boyfriend was a girl.
And then
Xander and a bunch of whores had sung to her. WTF.
And of course, she had
bummed cigarettes until she could
buy some of her own. She had also tinted her hair pink before DYEING IT BLONDE.
In Rory's head, that deserved allcaps, okay?
Then there had been the
dance, which she had attended with Peter Pevensie. And KISSED HIM. (Again with needing mental allcaps.)
And then at the race, she had
been photographed - thanks, Jaye - and had decided to help
Sam skank up.
Which was why she was hiding in the clearing with a few blankets and a pillow. The clearing that, as far as she knew, only one other person knew about. Granted, she wasn't particularly hoping he came along, since he had spent the day
groping another girl and looking greasy. Plus she was blonde. And it was bad.
That was why she was hiding, after all. No one could see her until she could fix this.
[And yes, she's blonde through the whole post. I only have two blonde icons. Cut me some slack and handwave omg.]