Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
Sheena smirks slightly, shaking her head at Nick. "Try a life time. It wouldn't hurt my feelings if I never saw that bit-" she glances at Liza and modifies her words. "That big mean girl again."
"She wasn't being nice," Liza repeats, then tugs at Sheena's hand. "I wanna go talk to her. I can make her feel better."
"No," Sheena shakes her head quickly. "No, no, Liza, we have...stuff to do...and places to go...and..."
"Like where?" Liza asks, blinking, and Sheena is stumped.
"Um...places?"
Faith looks at Faye, noticing her seeming embarrassment at her words, but she doesn't seem to think they are funny at all.
"Singing and stars...are you good at visualizing in your head? If you concentrated on picturing stars...and with the singing...if you thought of songs in your head, are you good at hearing them like they're playing inside your head?"
"She wasn't being nice," Liza repeats, then tugs at Sheena's hand. "I wanna go talk to her. I can make her feel better."
"No," Sheena shakes her head quickly. "No, no, Liza, we have...stuff to do...and places to go...and..."
"Like where?" Liza asks, blinking, and Sheena is stumped.
"Um...places?"
Faith looks at Faye, noticing her seeming embarrassment at her words, but she doesn't seem to think they are funny at all.
"Singing and stars...are you good at visualizing in your head? If you concentrated on picturing stars...and with the singing...if you thought of songs in your head, are you good at hearing them like they're playing inside your head?"