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Post by Tabby on May 28, 2006 22:03:32 GMT -5
Logan had dropped Tabby off that morning and waited until she was inside the building before taking off. Rolling her eyes, Tabby made her way toward her locker; she had no intentions of skipping today anyway.
After getting her math book out, she closed the locker and looked around trying to figure out where the best place to look for Quicksilver would be...if he was even at school today, that was. She was planning on asking him to come over this evening and watch that movie Paige had mentioned. However, if he wasn't here, then it was going to make things a bit difficult.
Sighing, she took off down the hall toward her class as the bell rang; she'd just have to look for him later.
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Post by Tabby on May 30, 2006 0:36:05 GMT -5
((OOC: Uh, this is open if anyone wants to jump in. Lol.))
Class drug on for what seemed like forever, so Tabby was only too glad when the bell finally rang. "Thank God." She muttered under her breath, standing up from her chair and following the rest of the students out into the crowded halls.
Her mind was completely elsewhere as she made her way to her locker to change books for her next class. So, it really should've come as no surprise when she accidently ran into someone, causing her to drop her book and knock the other person's to the ground as well.
"Sorry." Tabby mumbled, not even looking at the person as she leaned down to pick up the books. It wasn't until she handed the guy his book that she noticed that it was one of Duncan's friends.
Before she could react though, he knocked her book out of her hand again and shoved her against the lockers. 'You better watch your step, mutie.' He said, then laughed stupidly.
Tabby narrowed her eyes and created a small bomb before tossing it at his feet; it wasn't much, but it was enough to let him know she wasn't someone to mess with.
'Bi***!' The jock shouted, jumping back. Then he came at her full force, something Tabby wasn't expecting. Her eyes widened slightly as the jock threw a punch.
Since Tabby wasn't exactly prepared for something like that, the jock hit his target. Her head hit the lockers behind her pretty hard from the force of the punch, causing her to fall to her knees, slightly disoriented.
By now, a small crowd of people had started to gather around the two.
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Post by Psylocke on May 30, 2006 4:44:15 GMT -5
"Let her go, you moran or I'll show you what force a little telekinesis has!" Betsy showed her fist into the guy and he fell down to the floor. Betsy threatingly made the lockers tremor telekinetically and narrowed her eyes. She glared at him.
"You know, I'd turn your brain into mush with my gift, but unfortunatelly, you don't have one, so it would be completely impossible. Now appologize to Tabitha or I'll show you what the punishment for picking on girls is. Believe me, it will not look pretty." Betsy helped Tabby up and eyed Duncan's friend.
"Was I not clear?" She lifted him up a few inches above the ground telekinetically. He looked panickly at her, not knowing what to do. "I don't need to read your mind to know what you're thinking, but I bet it's a big, fleshy ´oh no´" She threw him down to the ground again. "We're waiting." Betsy crossed her arms.
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Post by Tabby on May 30, 2006 11:43:30 GMT -5
Tabby let Betsy help her up, but pushed away from her slightly once she was standing. She brought a hand up to her face and touched the side of her face by her eye, flinching when she did so. I can't believe that jackass actually hit me.
Tabitha watched in silence as Betsy messed with the jock, trying to get him to apologize. It really wasn't worth her time, because even if he did, Tabby wasn't going to accept it.
"Bets, don't worry 'bout it." Tabby said quietly, doing her best to glare at the jock; her eye really hurt, but she wasn't about to show that she was in pain with all these people standing around.
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Post by Psylocke on May 30, 2006 13:58:12 GMT -5
"Are you sure, Tabby? Cause I can make him think he's a two-years old girl. I can let his girlfriend plat his hair!" Betsy laughed and looked at Tabby, then she stepped away. Tabby seemed to have this under control.
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Post by Tabby on May 30, 2006 14:15:13 GMT -5
Tabitha nodded, walking over to the jock still lying on the ground. But before she could do anything, Kelly pushed his way to the front of the group of students surrounding them. And well, he didn't look very pleased to see them.
'My office now!' He shouted, pointing to them. 'The rest of you, get back to class.' The students scattered, whispers and rumors already starting to fly.
Tabby stared at Kelly in anger for a moment, then looked back down at the jock. Then, before he could so much as move, she kicked him in the groin.
'Miss Smith!' Kelly said, walking over to her and shoving her off in the direction of his office, then he turned on Betsy. 'Well, what are you waiting on?'
Tabby stormed down the hallway, ignoring the looks everyone was giving her. She'd never show it, but she was worried; suspension was the last thing she needed right now.
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Post by Psylocke on May 30, 2006 14:25:35 GMT -5
"Principal Kelly," started Betsy diplomatically. "I hope you are aware that one of your MALE students are excuse my expression, bullying the younger female ones. Doesn't the school law protect us from violence in schools?" Kelly stared at her for a second. "You sound foreign. And you look familiar." "Due respect, sir, I'm a English supermodel. And as my not only duty to walk the catwalk, I must also fight for the rights of young men and women. And the first step is to not let mr. Matthews' friend here get away without detention?" she eyed him. "Were you asleep, girl?" "Braddock." He glared at her. "Braddock? As in Elizabeth Braddock? the model?" "Yes." "Anyway, she kicked me!" "I believe she had a... Very hard experience due to she got her face practically crushed and the face is a important part of the body for a girl, mr. Kelly. I would've done thesame thing." Kelly's eyes widened at Betsy's polite rudness. He glared at her and stormed away. "Once again, Braddock, and you and Miss Smith are going to end up dating detention!!!" Betsy made a face as soon as he left. "Oh bu-hu-hu now I'm really depressed!" She snarled. "Moran"
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Post by Tabby on May 30, 2006 14:47:20 GMT -5
Tabby threw the door to Kelly's office open loudly and took a seat across from his desk, crossing her arms in front of herself as she waited for him to get there. She figured Betsy wasn't going to just stand there and say nothing, so it could be a few minutes.
Sighing, Tabby brought her hand up to her eye again; she was going to have a nice bruise there later, if she didn't already. She cursed silently, then glanced out the window, watching the gym class play baseball.
A minute later, Kelly enetered the room, closing the door quickly behind him. 'Miss Smith, this is the fifth time this month you've got into an argument with a football player. Explain yourself.'
"It really was an accident this time." Tabby said, sitting up straight. "He punched me first."
'Very well.' He said, shuffling some papers. 'You've got detention for the rest of the week. Now get out of my sight.'
Tabby stared at him oddly, then stood up and left the office. That was quite possibly the shortest visit with Kelly she'd ever had. She shrugged, not in the mood to question it, and headed toward the bathroom, hoping to maybe run into Betsy on the way and check out her eye while she was at it.
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Post by Psylocke on May 30, 2006 14:59:49 GMT -5
"Tabby, oh my... I tried to talk sense with that man but he really hates us mutants. Didn't even have to read his mind to know. Need help?" Betsy looked worried at Tabby. "Your eye doesn't look that great... come with me" she held up the bathroom door eith her TK for Tabby.
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Post by Tabby on May 30, 2006 22:56:11 GMT -5
"I could've told you that." Tabby muttered about Kelly hating them as she leaned against the wall outside the bathroom.
Tabitha shrugged, looking away down the hallway; it was empty of course, because most students were in class. "Ok." She said absently, following Betsy into the bathroom.
Tabby took a deep breath, then turned to face the mirror. She groaned at what she saw; it was worse than she thought, her eye was already black and blue and just a teeny bit swollen. "Well, this is just great." She said sarcastically, bringing her hand up to touch it again, only to drop it back down to her side.
It was quiet for a few minutes before Tabby turned and leaned against the sink, sending a glance at Betsy. "Thanks for that. Back there, I mean." She said quietly, staring at the floor.
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Post by Psylocke on May 31, 2006 5:38:51 GMT -5
"Don't mension it. I just don't get why I didn't beat the snot outta that guy." Betsy started poking around in her school bag. She found some of her concealer. "Need some? I think it will cover up most of it." she gave it to Tabby. "And before we left, I made that guy think he's a really naughty little boy and right now he's sitting in computer science, writing papers of ´I am stupid´ and is planning to give it to his friends!" Betsy looked at Tabby.
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Post by Tabby on May 31, 2006 12:35:35 GMT -5
Tabby took the concealer from Betsy and turned back to the mirror. She listened to Betsy's story as she attempted to cover up the bruise, flinching when she touched it.
"You did what?" Tabby asked, laughing. "That hilarious, Bets." She said, finishing up with her eye; she sighed as she examined her work. "I think that's as good as it's gonna get." Tabby muttered, glaring at her reflextion; she'd covered it up a little bit, but it was still noticeable.
"So, you going back to class?" Tabitha asked, turning away from the mirror and handing Betsy her concealer back.
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Post by Psylocke on May 31, 2006 12:39:38 GMT -5
"Yes, I guess. I've got Geometry now. Yay..." she looked at Tabby. "Don't worry, Tab no one will notice. You can hardly see it now." She smiled at Tabby. "Let's go?"
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Post by Tabby on May 31, 2006 12:47:36 GMT -5
Tabby smiled, but shook her head. "Nah, I've got history and I'd rather not walk into a class full of idiots staring at me. I'm just gonna wait it out in here till 3rd period. I've got science then, anyway." She said, leaning against the wall.
"You go ahead." Tabby said, glancing toward the door, then back at Betsy. "See you at lunch?"
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Post by Psylocke on May 31, 2006 12:57:15 GMT -5
"Definately, lunch then!" Betsy smiled, "See you, Tabby! Take this, you never know" she gave Boom Boom her concealer, waved and walked off, hurrying to Geometry class.
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