"Stay away from Lakewood, Georgia."
Clarence Piper Donovan
Inhale, and exhale. The smoke poured out of Clarence's lips like liquid; a cigarette burning between her fingers. It was the fading weeks of December and Christmas was just around the corner. People were scattered around town looking for a way to make amends with rude neighbors, but it all seemed to end the same way. The neighbors would still be rude, school would be back in session, and Clarence would still be stuck in this god-awful town.
The blonde was taking her last gulp of nicotine before she left the butt somewhere in the snow. Grazing her hand through her hair she shook the cold off and started down the road. Occasionally she'd check her phone and stare at the time--not like it mattered--and slowly returned to reality. Her focus was getting from point A to B, no distractions. On this occasion point B happened to be the local bakery, which in all honesty would be the last place you'd see a girl like her. She had potential despite her reputation, but in a town like Lakewood nobody even had a chance. A reject. That was her label. A label she was proud to be placed, actually. It was the one sane thing she had left, and she took it with all of its "glory". She'd made a few friends along the way, but nobody special. Other than the few people that were stuck under the same name as her, nobody really cared, and that's just how Clarence liked it. No knowledge, no drama. Her one and only motto.
(Alright, I'm a bit sick right now and knew I had to at least post something so I wouldn't leave you guys hanging. Normally I post a longer starter post, but my brain just doesn't want to focus. The writing is probably crap, and I do apologize for that, but I promise later posts will be better. Anyways, Clarence will still be walking down to the bakery. Feel free for character interaction, etc. Sorry for the delay! c: I will post Landon's later.)
@oOBubblesOo @Piper
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