Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Why did it have to hit her now? Ivey was thankfully on the fourth floor of the library where not a lot of people were active. Unless, of course, there were snogging sessions – but Ivey knew what areas to avoid in those cases.
Her cramping had gotten worse, and she wasn’t expecting such an early hit. Usually, it was on time. But with the added stress of Bambi and the looming transfer – her body must’ve been feeling it. Ivey struggled to stand up, hunched over, the weight of her book bag on her shoulders. Not being able to stand anymore, she went onto all fours and crawled behind some shelves. There was already a high chance of someone not finding her, but Ivey still liked the idea of hiding.
When she was in place, she slipped off her book bag and fetal positioned around her loose jacket. Face buried into the fluff, Ivey screamed into it. The noise was muffled but could be heard if someone was carefully listening. She couldn’t wait to get it out of her. She really couldn’t.
Lately, it felt like Aria was finding herself on the fourth floor of the library a little more frequently than she wanted to. It was a good place to cry without the whispers from other people - they were too busy snogging or doing some other extra curricular activities to care about girls with puffy eyes. Unlike everywhere else in this god forsaken University, even with a private room, she still had to walk to the communal bathroom. Puffy eyes and crying were a death sentence here so the young woman always did her best to do it in the private sanctum of the forth floor library.
It was annoying to her - before Lyssa, before this school - Aria had never cried this much. She really hated that a girl could have gotten so easily under her skin, that the girl really made her feel like there was something there. Love, maybe? Like everything had been clicking, everything made sense until it hadn't. The young woman never had felt more bitter, it made her tears almost feel hollow. One day, Aria vowed that she would stop crying over Lyssa Marshall, but today was not that day. She hiked the steps up and stepped onto the forth floor, the quiet greeting her like an old friend.
Except, it wasn't quiet. Not entirely. There was muffled sound - like a scream being blocked out by fabric. A frown sat on her lips, it was a sound that Aria knew well. She sucked in her breath for a moment, trying to figure out if she should say anything. But there was a small voice in the back of her mind - the 'what if' voice. Truthfully, the young woman was certain who had ever produced that muffle scream had done so on their own accord, there was always that chance that it wasn't. She followed it carefully and stopped at a book aisle, dark brown eyes to see someone, "Hello?" she asked.
Her eyes couldn't help but to narrow, realizing who it was. Aria knew her. Well, she didn't know her know her, but she knew of her: it was Ivey Kinsley. Truth be told, with her emotions always so wrapped up with Lyssa, so obsessive and doing anything that she had wanted at beck and call, the young woman didn't pay a lot of attention to some of the other girls in the clique. But she knew Bambi and Ivey used to be a package deal the start of freshmen year, until they weren't, "Ivey?" Cautiously, she followed up, "Everything...okay?" No, it wasn't. Clearly. But she felt a little suspicious here, if Ivey wanted to tell her, that was up to her.
i'll sleep when i'm dead ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎
thanks aofie!
Nineteen . Student - Technology & Design . Confused (LGBTQ+) . Single Former Minion & Current Social Outcast
Ivey let out some strong breaths before realizing that someone called out to her. She looked up from her damp, sad gathering of fabric. Puffy eyes blinked before they stopped the kaleidoscope. “Ah, Aria..hey..” she hiccupped. At least it wasn’t Bambi or any of that wretched crew.
“Was I too loud?” Ivey began to panic and sat up abruptly, only making the pain in her shoot through her again. She collapsed back onto the floor, hands gripping her abdomen. “S-S-sorry..it should pass soon.” And she really did hope it did. Ivey was doing so well, and this pain was a lot worse than the past few times. At least she caught it and it wasn’t necessarily in public. The worst was when it came over her while working the dock. She damn nearly almost fell over the boat.
As soon as Ivey Kinsley looked up from her, eyes all puffy red with a sad piece of fabric as issue, Aria immediately regretted feeling suspicious of the girl. Whatever was going on, she clearly was not okay. Her greeting so much as confirmed that as she hiccupped. The teenager frowned as the other girl began to panic over being too loud, "No," she reassured her, "It's so quiet out here that I'm pretty certain that if a mouse walked through here, it'd shake the whole building." This situation felt a little wild to her, talking with the ex friend of a clique member. It almost felt taboo, but Aria knew that was her former life talking. It didn't matter now who she talked to, she wasn't affiliated with Bambi, Shiloh, or anyone.
Brown eyes watched as the other girl soon crumpled over a little bit, very much in pain. It startled Aria, how violent Ivey seemed to react to her lower abdomen. Not that she was invited, but the young woman soon sat down next to the other girl, and dug around in her backpack before pulling out ibuprofen, "Want it?" she asked, uncertain if it was the drug of choice for something that looked painful, "Do you...do you want me to call 911 or do I need to go grab security to take you to the nurse?" She'd be willing to do it if she needed to, "Honestly, I thought you were crying over someone, not...physical pain." Wow Aria, some help that is. But people had never been her thing, not comforting them at least.
i'll sleep when i'm dead ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎
thanks aofie!
Nineteen . Student - Technology & Design . Confused (LGBTQ+) . Single Former Minion & Current Social Outcast
Ivey shook her head. “No, I-what do you mean person? Are you serious right now?” For once, the pain ceased on her face to a bit of disappointment. But Ivey couldn’t blame Aria for it. Instead, she pushed her face into her makeshift pillow once more before her breathing managed to slow down.
The pain was gone as fast as it came, which made the pain even worse. Ivey removed her face from her sad, wet mess and managed to sit up, back against the bookshelf. “Goddamn, I just this stupid uterus out of me...” Ivey rubbed her face, eyes still puffy. She still hurt, but the sharpness was gone.
“Sorry, you had to witness that. What brings you up here? To cry over a person?”
At the blonde's question, Aria couldn't help but to frown and say dryly, "No, I'm joking." Of course had had been serious, but now the teenager felt annoyed by Ivey's question. It's not like she looked at a crying teenage girl and thought 'hey, maybe that girl's uterus is making her cry'. As the thought crossed her mind though, Aria felt a little guilty. She didn't know shit about Ivey's body other than it was curvy, and technically, Ivey could have just lied to her and told her to fuck off but she didn't, so Aria realize she better treat her better, "Sorry."
Brown eyes watched as Ivey managed to get herself together and get her breathing in check, the tears coming to a stop. Ivey Kinsley almost looked collected again, like the girl who first arrived at Hickstead University. She watched her sit against the bookshelf now, and while Aria was now tempted to leave her, it was probably best to remain a little while longer just incase the pain came back, and she really need to go get security to drag Ivey to the med unit.
She rolled onto her butt now and sat next to the blonde, sitting up against the bookshelves as well. She made certain that she was sitting squarely in the middle of a square title, not touching the cracks as well as to expertly align herself up against the shelfing - because minor OCD. Ivey's question prompted a sigh to escaped the teenager, annoyed by the whole situation, "Yeah. I did," Aria said now, glancing over at Ivey, "That's why I thought you were doing it too." It was pretty weird to be talking to Ivey, she used to be an 'enemy' or at least a target by the clique's standards, and Aria had been stupid enough to fall into that for a while before seeing the light.
"Someone dumped me after new years day...caught me by surprise. I've been rather angry over it. And I get these...stupid bouts of crying even though I shouldn't care? Cause...I don't know...maybe it was wrong. The relationship was a secret." All the words tumbled out of Aria before she could stop herself, but in the moment, she didn't care. Aria needed to get it off her chest. She had said some stuff to Paige, whom she met just a week ago, but she was still a stranger. At least Ivey went to school, was on the same food chain as her - maybe she could understand.
i'll sleep when i'm dead ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎
thanks aofie!
Nineteen . Student - Technology & Design . Confused (LGBTQ+) . Single Former Minion & Current Social Outcast
“I mean, at least it wasn’t on the holidays. But still, that sucks,” Ivey frowned. Being dumped was never easy, no matter the day. When Aria brought it up as a secret relationship, Ivey wanted to smack whoever decided to keep it secret.
“Then I wouldn’t call that a relationship at all, really. I don’t believe in hiding something like that unless it’s for a safety reason. But even then, that’s a big lie to keep out of other people’s lives…but that doesn’t invalidate your feelings.” This wasn’t the time for Ivey to be in her soap box. If anything, it took a lot to hide her surprise. Aria wasn’t someone that Ivey thought would ever spill her guts to her, but there was something that apparently connected them. Some weird, thin, social thread.
“Why do think it was wrong? Because it was a secret?” Ivey asked, not knowing how much Aria would be willing to share.
The air felt a little awkward for a moment as the two girls sat there in the library. Aria Martin herself couldn't really believe that she just had laid it all out there for the blonde, a girl whom she barely knew as anyone other than Bambi Pelner's former best friend. But Aria supposed none of that mattered now - the young woman had no friends to talk to, she had never been close with anyone since coming to University, but given Ivey's status as a social misfit, it felt fitting. She wasn't even sure if the blonde would say anything or tell her to go shove it since she had her own problems to deal with, but shockingly, she did.
Aria listened, her big doe like eyes watching Ivey as she preached about secret relationships not being relationships. The young woman wasn't sure how she felt about those words, it's not as if Ivey Kinsley could remotely understand her situation - at least, Aria was certain that she couldn't. Granted, her former best friend was openly bisexual, something that the young woman couldn't quite fathom how Bambi could flaunt it while Aria herself felt utterly confused about her whole situation: “Why do think it was wrong? Because it was a secret?”
Her voice cut through her thoughts, snapping her out of a spiraling haze, "Hm? Oh." For some reason, she couldn't quite bring herself to look at Ivey. Instead, she looked ahead now, at the rows of books in front of her as she leaned her head back, "Because of who it was..." she stated now, "And it being a secret also I suppose. It's left me...I don't know." Aria eyed the other girl now, and dared to ask, "Have you ever felt...confused by your feelings for someone?"
i'll sleep when i'm dead ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎ ☠︎︎
thanks aofie!
Nineteen . Student - Technology & Design . Confused (LGBTQ+) . Single Former Minion & Current Social Outcast
