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She didn't really have a destination in mind when she'd headed out of the manor house. She'd just wandered around the streets, nodding at the real people and the fake ones, enjoying the crisp evening air. When she found herself at the new Compound, she decided to sit by the damned bookshelf until it finally gave her something, anything, worth reading.
It wasn't like the island hadn't provided entertainment. There'd even been a party the night before...one she went to, walked in the front door, then walked right back out again. It probably made her the world's biggest nerd. No probably about it. She was the world's biggest nerd. Still didn't make that kind of party her thing and probably never would. After effects from never really having been a kid. While her friends in Phoenix had been doing the party thing, she'd been making sure the bills got paid and her mother found her way home from her latest class she was taking at the Rec center.
All of which brought her to here, the room with the stupid bookshelf, and...Bella stopped, then squeaked in happiness. A complete set of Jane Austen? Right there? Just ten feet away?
Bella tried to break into a run for the books, but her feet wouldn't move. At all. She frowned, looked around, then looked up. Above her was a sprig of the sneaky plant, and now she was trapped. "Great. Knew I shouldn't have made fun of it when Kate got stuck."
[[Bella's under the mistletoe, set for Saturday evening, Dec 10. She's wearing this Closed to new top-levels, continuing current threads only unless your pup REALLY wants to free her, in which case, ping me!]]
It wasn't like the island hadn't provided entertainment. There'd even been a party the night before...one she went to, walked in the front door, then walked right back out again. It probably made her the world's biggest nerd. No probably about it. She was the world's biggest nerd. Still didn't make that kind of party her thing and probably never would. After effects from never really having been a kid. While her friends in Phoenix had been doing the party thing, she'd been making sure the bills got paid and her mother found her way home from her latest class she was taking at the Rec center.
All of which brought her to here, the room with the stupid bookshelf, and...Bella stopped, then squeaked in happiness. A complete set of Jane Austen? Right there? Just ten feet away?
Bella tried to break into a run for the books, but her feet wouldn't move. At all. She frowned, looked around, then looked up. Above her was a sprig of the sneaky plant, and now she was trapped. "Great. Knew I shouldn't have made fun of it when Kate got stuck."
[[Bella's under the mistletoe, set for Saturday evening, Dec 10. She's wearing this Closed to new top-levels, continuing current threads only unless your pup REALLY wants to free her, in which case, ping me!]]
