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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Theodore 'Teddy' Beauchamp decided to trade it up, switching out the campus art building for Avalon Studios over in Willow Bridge City, for a chance to do some 'fun' art for a change. Not that doing work at the campus building wasn't fun, but that felt like a chore, since sometimes it was school work. Lately, Teddy hadn't been feeling that, he didn't want to sit in the building that left him with haunting echoes of his ex-girlfriend, he wanted to be anywhere but there. Naturally though, today's lesson was in pottery.
He practically sighed when the assistant told him - of course, the fun class would be the very thing that Ida had specialized in. Still, he wouldn't let that sour his mood. After all, they were making little animals and fairy houses - hardly the abstract sculptures that his ex-girlfriend preferred. He paid for the class and headed into their studio, the teacher was still setting up now. As brown eyes looked over the table, it looked like she would just be telling them the basics and then let the students run wild. Fine by him.
The young man slid into a chair now, pulling out his phone and played around on it as more and more people started milling in. Someone actually sat down next to him now, and he glanced over. A young girl, maybe a first year, sat there. She looked...familiar, but he couldn't entirely place it. Before Teddy could ask though, the guest teacher began her speech on clay and water, and how to work it. He barely paid attention, his thoughts still pondering the girl besides him. Finally though, the speech ended, allowing the students to get to work.
His hands went for the block of clay, staring at it with chocolate brown eyes - what the fuck was he going to make? Maybe he could make Natalie's horse and give it to her. Or a bowl on the wheel. Teddy gave the spot next to him a curious glancing, wondering what his neighbor might make when it hit him. His brown eye flicked up to her face now, and he flashed that boyish american smile, "Tally, right? I think you and I share colour & design together over at Hickstead University."
if the whole world was watching i'd still dance with you
thanks aofie!
TWENTY FIVE . FINE ARTS STUDENT . STRAIGHT . SINGLE
Tally had been coming to these lessons for a couple of weeks now and she had to admit, she was really enjoying them. It was different to her usual classes. She also felt that it was improving her other work - she'd always been a creative person but exploring with this other method was doing her work the world of good. It was encouraging her to experiment with her clothing designs differently too, and making more unique products - or so she felt at least. She was running a little late, which was sadly somewhat Tally's prerogative in life, not that she meant to be that way, and her full back slapped against her leg painfully as she half jogged to make class without being hideously late.
She made it with a minute to spare, and tried to hide her slightly out of breath nature as she hurried to find a seat - choosing the first one she could see available beside a guy she recognised but hadn't spoken to. She thumped her heavy bag onto the table with a slight wince, thinking perhaps she should be taking slightly better care of her things. Her supplies cost quite a bit - art and design wasn't a cheap degree - and she hated asking her father for money to replace them.
It wasn't long before the teacher began and she quickly organised her stuff so she could pay attention properly and make notes without disrupting anyone. Though it was a decent lecture, she couldn't help but find herself doodling in the corner of her page, drifting off into her own mind and being surprised by the thumping arrival of their table's clay. Blinking, she looked up as a hand reached across and took his own supply. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, trying not to be too obvious, unable to help but notice how cute he was, and the fact he was suddenly giving her this charming boyish grin that made her heart do a little swoon. Well shit... shit he was looking at her. She tried not to make it look too obvious that she'd been checking him out. "Tally, right? I think you and I share colour & design together over at Hickstead University." She looked at him, flashing a quick grin of her own and trying to ignore the faint pinking of her cheeks at the fact he'd remembered her name. "Yeah, you got it in one. I'm sorry, I can't remember your name." She felt embarrassed for it. "What are you gonna do with this? Because my inspiration is lacking today and all I can see myself making is a terrible clay mug." She admitted, waving a hand at the lump she had yet to pick up.
For the briefest of moments, the young woman looked like a rabbit caught in a snare. A fleeting look of panic appeared to have crossed her features, and it occurred to Teddy now that when his chocolate brown eyes had locked with hers, one Tally Caufield had already been looking at him. Like any good natured guy though, he wasn't about to be a dick and point it out, nor puff out his chest to try and pull her in more. Truth be told, Teddy knew he wasn't ready to date yet, let alone flirt. But he knew ever since Natalie, there was a fine that he seemed to straddle between being friendly and being flirty, which meant he had to be careful to not become another heartbreaker.
She was smiling at him now, a little pink flushing at her cheeks. Poor girl. Although maybe it wasn't his dashing good looks that had gotten her, or his smile, but it was the fact that she couldn't quite remember his name. That was a first. Teddy actually laughed, all good natured though at her admission, "It's fine. I don't expect you to remember it if we don't chat during class." Besides, she was a freshman, or first year if thats what he remembered the English possibly calling it, "My name's Teddy. Teddy Beauchamp." His gaze left hers now, casting a curious look at his own glob of clay.
After a moment, he finally glanced back at her with a grin, "I guess we both are having artist blocks then. Truth be told, I was trying to cheat and see what you were going to make before I realized I knew you and it wouldn't be right to cheat off you." He gave though as she mentioned a ugly mug, which seemed up his track record. It gave him flashes to a time with Ida, as her hands had encased his to help him with the wheel. But he shoved it aside, the wallow, Teddy wasn't about to be one of those guys in front of this girl who barely knew him, "I'm thinking about making a tiny horse to give to my friend since she has one. I suck at the wheel personally." He gave pause, before adding on, "I take it you and I share that commonality?"
if the whole world was watching i'd still dance with you
thanks aofie!
TWENTY FIVE . FINE ARTS STUDENT . STRAIGHT . SINGLE
