<div class="floatright">(http://s3d3.turboimg.net/t1/16988269_Amra_Zadig__Voltaire_1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Leila Kurjak<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Front of the school by the grass and fountain<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>As shown in the pic<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>Sept 2 | 11am<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Almost pissed off but finally taken out... literally<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Shane (Mxy)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was just another setback for Leila in the road to lead her life in her own way.  Growing up, it always seemed that her life was always dictated for her... like it was always drawn out for her but unlike her mother who loved stability and always knowing when things would happen, Leila lived on spontaneity.  She always took what life gave to her... for better and for worse.  Sometimes, the worse, or bad events, gave her a harsh repercussion as is she was noticing before her very eyes.  Right now,she was stuck at being at this hell hole of a school where the teachers and staff want to change her for something that she already accepted deep inside of herself.  Yes... she was attracted to women.  To her, that was normal but it seemed that her mother didn't think so... off she went if she wanted to claim her inheritance.<br/><br/>She was still pissed off as she went through Orientation and then finally getting to her dorm room.  At least, for now, she had that room to herself but she remembered from reading the introduction pamphlet that she would eventually be rooming with a man.  She shuddered at that thought but right now, she was glad that her room mate had not arrived yet so score one for living life how she wanted to.<br/><br/>After all of the stupid orientation speeches and having all of the staff trying to guarantee that she would be straight in three years, Leila had enough of all of the scams that the teachers and staff were trying to pull off on her.  She needed time.  She needed space.  She needed the outdoors and most of all, she needed her Ipod and the most aggressive metal music that she could find.  Finally looking through her music library, she settled on a track of old school Thrash metal.  Listening to the album, She settled on listening to Megadeth's " Rust In Peace"  The crunching guitars and the aggression of the music was oh what she needed at this moment in time.  Little did she know that things were going to change for her in a heartbeat.<br/><br/>It only took a split second after she dropped her pencil from her purse.  Leaning down to try to pick it up, Leila did not hear the warning of being impaled from the girl on the skateboard who seemed to lose all control.  The next thing that Leila knew was that she was taken down to the ground from below.  Her headphones flew completely out of her ears and her Ipod flung completely out of her hands to where... hopefully, it would be a safe spot as she was thrust backwards towards the ground.  She had no idea where she landed but she did feel that it was at least a somewhat soft landing from feeling the wet grass on her back.<br/><br/>It took her about 15 seconds to get her as much of her bearings back as she could... but as she heard Shane's question while trying to focus herself from the sudden ordeal, she still couldn't shake the cobwebs out of her.  Deep inside of her mind, she knew that she had to say something but.. what was it?  What came out of her mouth wasn't the best introduction but at the time and circumstances, it was all she could muster up to say.<strong>"Ohh... Maybe?  Can you tell me the license plate of the girl that hit me?  She should... get a ticket for speeding..."</strong>She was still out of it for a bit but one thing was certain.  She still had her wits and her propensity to try to make light out of a bad situation.<br/><br/>Raising her head up ever so slightly, she was glad that she didn't feel completely dizzy.  Finally focusing her eyes, she could see this stunning woman that seemed to almost be as brazen and have close to the same style of clothing and a haircut that she had.  It was just a small phase of clarity as she seemed to lean her head back.  "<strong>"Love to meet ya...  catch me on the flipside?"</strong>She mentioned with a more pronounced accent that sounded more Irish than anything.  Next thing that Leila knew, she was about to lean back and take a nap.  Maybe someone else has other ideas?  Deep inside of herself, Leila didn't want to pass out, especially with a woman that she could have so much in common with but her mind and body seemed to be working on two different agendas.  Leaning her head back, she was slowly starting to close her eyes.  maybe it was to take a nap... or maybe she had a concussion?  She didn't know at this point.  All that mattered to her now was... sleep.