Lydia was about to open her mouth to speak just as Rosemary rushed over to the other girls. She figured she ought to come between them as well like she had earlier with Rosemary and the teacher, but decided against it. Rather, Lydia closed her mouth and waited behind, shuffling her feet as the...
Lydia's eyes widened, and she groaned internally. "Great, that'll be just peachy." She stuffed the paper back in her bag and replied, "Well, at least we met each other. You seem alright."
"These restrictive clothes and the cold baths are my main offenders," Lydia scoffed. "And how weirdly proper we have to be, such as ending every sentence with the girl's name." She blushed, then, "Which reminds me, actually, uh ... what's yours?" She awkwardly extended her right hand.
"Yeah, from what I read in the rulebook, this place'll be nasty." Lydia nodded along. Then, lowering her voice to a whisper, "I hope not all the teachers are bitches like that one. It'll only make it worse."
Pardon me! I am new to this website!
Name: Lydia Dunham
Age: 16
Appearance (Realistic Images Only) (Also no crazy hair colors, as you will be forced to have it dyed back to its original color):
Personality (NO LISTS! ACTUAL DESCRIPTIONS): Lydia is a shy individual who hates where she...
Lydia overheard the commotion to her right and the threat from the stern elderly woman. She leaned over and placed a hand gently on the girl's shoulder. "Come with me," she offered in a small voice, attempting to pull her away. "It's better if you just walk away." Lydia looked down and tried her...