(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fa/c7/65/fac7653ca1a70968d585eaf906868991.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Madeline Hessington/ The Girl with no Hands<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Making her way to the mansion<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Sweater, Jeans, Converse (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/45/a7/5b/45a75b99860f5cabe8e6f02298472d06.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><strong>Extra Information:</strong>Currently is wearing thick gloves over her hands and trying to not have a panic attack<br/><br/><br/>Madeline had been quite content in blending into the background and to avoid the fuss of showing just how poor she truly was in the efforts of conversation let alone introduction, after all Gilda and Gregg seemed to hone in on one another with such an level of clever snark and flourish tease that the pale blonde would have gone beet red in any attempt what so ever. That was however before the golden idol seemed to take it upon herself to thrust the meek female into the limelight for a brief moment, the pull of her lithe form causing Madeline to nearly squeak in response as she felt her face quickly grow all the more pallid in what could nearly be described as stunned horror.For a moment she could barely think let alone breathe as she felt Gilda instantly grow much too chummy with herself despite the two having little to no idea of one another, sure Madeline heard off handed rumors that often filled the crowded masses of the halls here and there but the two could hardly be considered acquaintances much less 'girlfriends'. Only after a heart beat did Madeline realize just what taunting prose that had been delivered from the golden haired female, the widening effect of her doe like eyes seeming to take up more space across her features in sudden realization before the crimson plume of her crippling embarrassment and horror finally kicked into gear as she gasped with a tremble.<strong>"O-Oh I um...I..I don't umm..really.."</strong>she painfully stammered while trying to not only ignore the two sets of eyes on her for her remark, but also the fact that such a subject was far from her repertoire to begin with.<br/><br/>It was fairly obvious that Gregg didn't seem too fond of Madeline wedging herself between both himself and Gilda, not that she had the choice to begin with, as Madeline could feel herself stiffen all the more at the physical contact that continued much to her own internal fright and more emotional status that was largely unknown. A miracle would however soon be delivered in the form of another girl soon stepping up towards the porch much to Madeline's own internal prayers, the distraction more than enough to allow the lithe girl to practically back pedal out of the uncomfortable embrace of Gilda to take a few startled steps back as she flustered deeply. In her quick attempt to flee however she also made the much more perhaps grave mistake in misstep as she literally bumped into another male who had clamored up the steps to plant himself on the railing as if he had been there all along, Madeline giving another high pitched squeak before catching herself with one hand grabbing the rail on the other side of the unknown young man as she gasped.<strong>"O-Oh s-sorry!"</strong>she cooed with a hitch of breath, genuinely guilt ridden for both her lack of composure as well as frightened state as the clatter of his sunglasses slipped to hit the porch much to her dismay.<br/><br/>Quickly bending down to grab the item Madeline could feel her heart racing in complete mortification of her behavior, no doubt reeling in just how awkward she was being in front of fellow students who perhaps thought she was somewhat deranged in her skittish demeanor. Letting her gloved fingers curl around the sunglasses she soon straightened up with a wince, thin digits curling around the glasses though she hardly felt the true intimate surface of them before she timidly offered they back to it's owner, her eyes cast downward in crippling shame. Perhaps this was an awful idea as she had once feared, the extra credit would do wonders for her academic career but at what cost? Her sanity at this point she sourly thought with disdain.