and then she'd say, 'it's okay, i got lost on the way, but i'm a supergirl and supergirls don't cry'

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Up until now, everything's been easy. As strange as it might be for most people to imagine, Claire Bennet's leap off the Compound has been the best thing that's happened to her yet on Tabula Rasa. Maybe it isn't the healthiest- after all, where the leap from the Compound was supposed to help her shed that mask, come face to face with all that fate'

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Of course people would start demanding explanations, Claire thought to herself. And of course some people would see now what no one seemed to earlier, that there were things going on in Claire's head that weren't easily meted out or put to rest on her own. Thoughts that swirled through with alarming speed, consuming her. She looked at Rizzo and heaved a soft sigh, shaking her head numbly, not even sure where to begin. Not even sure if she was supposed to. More and more people were getting to know about her power, but Claire just wasn't sure if she was supposed to see that as a good thing. At first, it'd allowed some measure of comfort

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"I know, I know," Claire nodded with a soft sigh, ruffling her own hair until a few tendrils fell loose and framed her face. "Or, well, didn't memorize her exact stats or anything, but curves were attractive back then. And I think they're a whole lot better than the whole obsession with looking like a stick, but well, everything in and out of fashion, I guess."

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"Really? I think everyone knew those numbers - guys to drool over 'em, and gals to fake 'em." Rizzo frowned, mostly at herself, because she was fucking self-observant enough that her irriation over this was upsetting the chick in the hospital and what kind of goddamn friend did that make her?

All of a sudden she remembered standing outside Rydell between classes, forcing back the bitter tears that burned her eyes, and how it felt to know that out of all the Pink Ladies and the T-Birds, only Sandy had offered unconditional help, even after how awfully Rizzo had treated her.

"They're right, you know." She said, after a pause. "Your folks. You're a knockout inside and out, blondie." She looked over so she met Claire's eyes, smiling a little, hesitant and embarassed.

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"I come from some time after the height of their popularity," Claire explained, nose wrinkled slightly, almost in apology, but she shrugged it off soon enough. "So people are drooling over girls like... Avril Lavigne and Rihanna, for instance. Maybe sometime I'll show you pictures, have you listen to their songs."

With a lopsided grin, Claire shook her head, resting her head on Rizzo's shoulder and exhaling calmly. "Not as much as you," she said honestly, quirking a brow. "But yeah, my parents are pretty amazing. I think... most adoptive parents are, you know. I only hope that my friends here-" Claire nodded to Rizzo for emphasis, "-can meet them sometime. I think you'd like them a lot."

[first_pink_lady]

Rizzo tilted her own head against the top of Claire's where it rested on her shoulder.

"Parents 'n I don't really get on so well." Rizzo said wryly. "But I'd remember my ps and qs and everythin', if they ever show up here."