A Stroll

[Angie Maxwell]

The tension of mutual dislike filled the air and seemed as intense as the storm that was happening around them. If it weren't for Caydence, her and Charlotte would probably dueling at them moment, and hopefully, Angie could have won. She didn't know if Charlotte was smart; they had shared a few classes together, but Angie didn't pay attention to if Charlotte was praised or criticized by the teachers. She was always too busy trying to get her work done well.

"I love thunderstorms." she said to nobody in particular as the rain began to intensify even more, soaking her clothes and weighing down her usually bouncy blonde curls.

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[charlotte]

"I love thunderstorms"

Well at least Charlotte and Angie has one thing in common. Charlotte had always loved being out in the rain even when there was a fear of being struck by lightning. The only thing that ruined this was that Angie was here.

If it wasn't for Caydence they would be fighting right then and there. Charlotte was sure that Caydence wouldn't be happy if she killed one of her good friends. Charlotte contented herself with the occasional glare towards Angie.

"So Caydence, how did you find this place?" Charlotte asked looking around and finally fully admiring the scenery around them. The rain was falling heavily and heighting the scent of the greenery around them. Just because she didn't like Herbology, didn't mean she couldn't appreciate nature.

[caydence]

"So Caydence, how did you find this place?"
"well, i was just out walking, because thats what i do, an i just stumbled upon it. Literally stumbled. I really dont want ANYONE to know about it, because as you all know, i do not like people intruding on my space, especially if they have big, huge feet." Caydence exclaimed. She had a thing with feet. Caydence, herself, has rather small feet, so naturally she does not like large feet. She just tends to go off a little on the subject.
"I also love thunderstorms, Ang-nugget..... hmmm... thats a new one. I like it, AAANNNGGGG-NNNUUUGGGGGGEEETTT. Yes... well then, i believe its time to end this tension, and go inside to dry off and maybe start doing my homework...."Caydence said to finally end this horrible feeling of "im about to kick your ass" floating in the air between And-nugget and Charbroiled. She began to walk out of the forrest, which she knew better in the dark than in the light.
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[charlotte]

Cayface started babbling on about how she should go inside to do her homework and soon she was marching, with an air of authority, out of the little private section of the woods.

Caydence always seemed to know where she was going without knowing where she was going. She never had a destination but she always had a path. When faced with a split in the path she always knew which way she wanted to go without a second thought about it. That's one of the things Charlotte liked most about Caydence. She was a leader, she knew what she was doing...even if she fell down a lot while doing it. Even her clumsy mishaps can't stop her from going.

With a caring smile at where Caydence went and a half-hearted glare at "Angie-nugget" Charlotte followed Cayface.

[Angie Maxwell]

Angie pondered her new nickname as she exchanged an "i dont care" glance with Charbroiled or whatever the hell it was that Caydee called her. Oh, Caydee. How could you not love her? With her rants of randomness and air of leadership, it was impossible not to be friends with her. Angie couldn't believe that Caydee didn't have a boyfriend.

Then again, Charlotte didn't have one either, and she was extremely pretty. Maybe being a stone cold bitch was part of it. Angie shivered a little as the thought occured to her, normally, she never thought bad things about people. She absolutely loathed hatred and negativity, yet sometimes found in in situations, like these, where hatred and negativity seemed to be in abuncance.

She continued to follow Caydence, trusting that the readhead knew where she was going.

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