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[meridith serinity tallen]

A black midnight colored skirt stuck out around her waist, and barely covered what it needed while showing off all the pretty parts of her legs. The top part of the skirt, was tucked under a zebra print corset that wrapped around her tight waist and curled itself upon her breasts, allowing the top tanned part of her chest to be shown whereas the most of them were plumped and hidden by her strapless bra and the little thing she was wearing as a shirt. Tallen’s half jacket covered her otherwise bare arms, and her flawless shoulders. Straight shoulder length blonde hair hung lightly in her face as she walked towards the school with a swing in her hips and attitude in every smirk that she gave to people walking in the opposite direction.

Truthfully, tallen still could feel the aftermath of the alcohol lingering in her system as she leaned against a tree and watched the people walk my from under her black lined eyes. She was all made up, and even her four inch heels seemed to add to the beauty of the already tall girl. Watching a good looking guy walk past her, she sighed. Tallen wanted ass, and she wanted it bad. Running her matching white stripped fingernails through her hair she waited until a pretty enough guy fell into her grasp, and then she would do what she always did – take them and leave them. Her true nature wasn’t TOO big yet, there were small rumors that found their way around, but her boyfriend usually extinguished them, or the fact that she had one did it for her. Maybe one of her zebra friends would walk by, or by freak chance her boyfriend, but the last thing she wanted was a cheetah, and that was the truth.

[zaryn kate oliver]

daisies really were the best flowers. so simple and beautiful. and even though the sun was just starting to peek out into the cold, crisp february air of 2011, zaryn kate oliver was picking them. yes, already. what could she say? she loved the things. and she was making a pretty little daisy chain and placing it on top of her head, clearly visible over her curly blonde locks.

and then she stood up and started walking across the north quad in the direction of her dorm. she got a couple of odd looks from people who weren't familiar with zaryn oliver's clothing style; her choice of a pretty little yellow sundress and brown cowboy boots confused them. others simply rolled their eyes and moved on with their days -- 'cause they were all used to it. and that was okay by zaryn. it didn't matter to her either way.

oh, shit. the person she least felt like seeing on most days. and why should zee want to see that girl (ever)? she was a bitch to her. she hated her guts, and zee felt the same way in return. oh, at first, she'd tried, because he had wanted her to. but meridith tallen hadn't done the same, so what was the point in trying anymore?

the bitch (that was her name for her, sometimes) was leaning against a tree, people-watching, by the looks of things. wearing a zebra print top that pushed up her abnormally large boobs in ways that looked really rather unnatural, and a black skirt that seemed longer than she usually wore. maybe she was starting to withdraw from her renowned slut status? no, that would be too good to be true, wouldn't it? ugh. her nails were painted with black and white stripes, too. what did he see in her?

zaryn almost regretted the daisy crown she'd made herself now. the bitch would only use it to make fun of her, she was sure of it. zee had always made a point of not caring what meridith tallen thought of her, but sometimes she just got on her nerves. and today hadn't really been a day where she wouldn't care what the bitch did.

she'd ignore her, that's what she'd do. she'd keep walking and pretend she hadn't seen the other girl. a brilliant plan, she told herself, staring straight ahead. the dorms; her destination. the only thing that she could look at right now.

word count; too lazy to count
wearing; click for epic beauty
muse; something by elton john...?
notes; i love snow. enough said :)

[meridith serinity tallen]

The truth of the matter was, she didn’t want to be there. At all. Ok, if Tallen could be anywhere she would have been tucked in bed, mindlessly thinking about all the guys she could be doing instead of standing by this dumb tree, waiting for someone of interest to come up to her. Her boyfriend, ty, was a bit too good for her normal standards. If anything he probably would be perfect for someone else. Wouldn’t hurt a fly, doesn’t really party – hopefully thinks about sex, but you know, he won’t do it, mostly because they weren’t married yet. Damn did that part of his personality piss her off the most. Tallen knew that no matter what she would do, or what she would wear his mind seemed to be kept on the same goody goody track. There were days when she thought about dumping him, watching the soft pretty face of his fall and let him know it was his fault that she was gone, because all of this could be easily avoided. But, what would piss the pretty blonde off even more, is the thought that he would go to that stupid country singer that he’s friends with. Some days Meridith assumed that was one of the reasons that she stayed with him so long, to make zee upset. It wasn’t like she loved him, and zaryn knew that, but tyler didn’t seem to realize and that was fine with her. Tallen could get ass somewhere else, and those people knew how to keep their mouths shut.


With the tree starting to dig into her creamy skin, the girl took a step out, letting her eyes scan the horizon for anyone – someone – but when her eyes met who they did, she could keep them from rolling into the back of her head. Zaryn, scratch the thought of a cheetah coming up, actually the last person she wanted to see was her, and dear god what was she wearing. First there were those stupid cowboy boots, the ones that she didn’t seem to ever take off. Tallen wouldn’t be surprised if she slept with them on. Then there was that sundress, which, was yellow of all colors. But what annoyed her the most, what set her almost aflame was the stupid little crown which she had set upon her little blonde curls.


It was clear that she had seen her. That zee had matched gazes with tallen and was trying to ignore her. Oh poo, now why did she do that? Wasn’t she smart enough to know that would only piss her off? Obviously not. Walking herself close enough to the girl, she let her foot collide with zaryn’s and waited for the girl to topple to the ground. Tallen gasped, pure acting, and let a manicured hand grace its way over her painted lips. “Oh no,” she looked at the mess that was on the ground, and frowned sadly at her. “are you ok?” her voice was full of ‘concern’ that zee should know wasn’t there. Meridith used her high heels to grab the crown that had toppeled off her head and dragged it across the ground, watching it fall to pieces, “oh wait, I don’t care.” She laughed, and ran a hand through her hair, “and neither does he.” She whispered, just for her. Cocking her hip, she let one hand rest on the raised hip bone, and the other delicately at her collar bone.

[zaryn kate oliver]

zaryn was so busy concentrating on ignoring meridith tallen that she didn't notice how close the other girl had gotten to her until she stuck out her foot and zaryn fell to the ground -- how embarrassing. zaryn glared up at the bitch as she gasped, holding one hand with its stupid zebra print fingernails cover her mouth.

"oh, no!" the bitch's eyes were wide as she stared down at zee; zee's, on the other hand, were narrowed to the point of being mere slits. "are you okay?" oh, right. like zaryn was going to believe that the bitch actually cared. one of tallen's high heels lifted up, came down on top of something, and pulled it along the grass. too late, zaryn realized what it was -- her daisy chain crown, leaving a mess of stems and pretty white petals with beautiful shades of pink on the other sides, and the bitch was ruining it.

"oh, wait," continued tallen, when zee didn't say anything. she wasn't going to give the bitch the satisfaction of knowing that she was pissing her off. "i don't care!" a cruel laugh, and she ran one hand through her hair, which in zaryn's opinion was nowhere near as nice as her own. striking a very model-like pose, tallen whispered evilly, "and neither does he."

she was making it up. the fact that zaryn knew that, however, did absolutely nothing to change the feeling she got when the bitch said it -- like ice cold fingers were closing around her heart and twisting. tyler cared about her, and she knew it. for some bizarre reason, he even cared about tallen; because she had him wrapped around her finger. he'd believe any lies that came out of the bitch's mouth, and he loved her to pieces. and she didn't even really care about him! but no matter how many times zaryn tried to explain that to him -- how she was a slut and didn't care about anyone, let alone him, and hooked up with all kinds of guys at the parties that ty never went to -- he never believed her. and he'd known her for so much longer.

zee stood up quickly, disappointed as usual by the way that she still couldn't be as tall as tyler's bitchy little girlfriend. who did she think she was, anyways, going around behind tyler's back with all those other guys when he loved her so damn much -- she didn't deserve him, and it wasn't even like she cared enough to appreciate him. she didn't even know most of the things that zaryn knew about tyler -- tallen wasn't the one that he talked to when he needed someone to listen. she can't see the way your eyes light up when you smile, she'll never notice how you stop and stare whenever she walks by...

"don't worry, meridith, i'm fine." her tone made it perfectly clear that she'd realized just how damn fake the bitch's concern had been, and she purposely used her first name instead of her last just to piss her off. it was so stupid, going by tallen instead -- it made her sound like some kind of eagle with a brain the size of a pea, and it was just so tacky, why would anyone do it? flashing a too-wide smile at meridith, zaryn tilted her head to one side and added innocently, "meet any nice guys at that party on saturday?" the question was laced through with a hidden i know you hooked up with at least one of them, and ty wasn't there.

word count; too lazy to count
wearing; click for epic beauty
muse; better than revenge, taylor swift
notes; lyrics about eyes lighting up and stuff are from "invisible" by taylor swift.

[meridith serinity tallen]

As soon as the stupid cowgirl hit the ground, she looked up through her dumb curls with a glare on her face. It took all of tallen’s power not to laugh at how pissed she was that she might have a stain on her dress, don’t tell momma, but I think she’s got a grass stain on that dress that we bought at the Salvation Army. Really? Was she that dumb and wanted to wear clothes like that? Obviously the poor wore clothes like that. Honestly she had not met someone ever in her life who actually wanted to look like a fucking hippie, well good job ‘zee’ you did it.



Only when meridith pretended to care did her eyes fall into more than just a glare, but at this point her eyes were barely open anymore and she probably nearly could have growled at her. Probably would have if there weren’t so many people watching, ‘ bitch got rabies? ‘ tallen hid a smirk from that thought and continued to look down at the girl. A sad sort of twinkle to her eye, if ty was to come by, she would have to be believable. Right?



The look on the girls face though, when she told her that ty didn’t care was priceless, she really missed a photo opportunity that would never come back. Oh well. There would be more times that would come up, seeing as the girl always was doing something stupid. Zee was hurt by the fact that she said he didn’t care. Maybe even devastated at that thought, Now how awful would that be? To break her little itty bitty heart to a million little pieces. The very funny fact of that is that no one would care. But he did care, and that’s why she tormented her as much as she did. Meridith hoped that with all the bulling she would leave him alone, and wouldn’t have to deal with her. But, this little bitch thought she was hard core and stood up to her and didn’t stay away from her , and continued to be with her boyfriend. Sorry bitch, he loves me.



Zaryn stood quickly and tallen laughed as she couldn’t make herself taller, ha, now she would have to look up to her. With a grin, she listened to her speak and then spoke herself, “good, but,” the girl frowned slightly, “ I wouldn’t be ok If I was born with a face like that. Oops” she shrugged lightly and a smile formed on her lips. Damn that would hurt, and she knew other people thought so too, from the way that they reacted. Of course the people had just heard what she had said as they walked by, no one was interested in this fight, but that was their problem, and their loss.



Meridith’s lips pursed lightly and she smiled , “ the party was wonderful, and I didn’t isn’t that sad? It’s ok, I went to see ty the next day, and he told me how beautiful I was.” She was rubbing the fact that she could go, do whatever, and still have the guy. Ha zaryn ha.

[zaryn kate oliver]

eying the pitiful fake sadness in meridith tallen's eyes, zaryn wished she had the guts to do something drastic, like tell tyler the truth and have him actually believe her; even tattling on the bitch for bullying her all the time would at least make her feel less helpless. or, maybe, kill her. zee imagined her own pale hands around meridith's neck and almost found the picture in her mind pretty. only she didn't think she'd be able to live with murdering someone. so... maybe she should just hire someone else to be those hands.

tallen let out a laugh as zee stood up, a light, tinkling sound laced under with such a harsh quality that it sounded like some sort of a witch's cackle. meridith with a black hat and warts, that'd be nice. only most movies had the witches being beautiful and flawless. ugh.

it wasn't like zaryn was a short girl or anything; she was a little on the tall side for your average seventeen-year-old girl. it was just that meridith was taller. which sucked. the other girl looked like she was gloating, looking down at zee with a pleased smile plastered across her stupid face. "good," she said. "but i wouldn't be okay if i was born with a face like that." her smile grew slightly wider as she looked down at zaryn, and she shrugged apologetically. "oops."

"burn!" laughed a couple of fourth-year guys as they walked past just in time to hear tallen's remark. zee whipped her head around to glare at them as they stalked off, but of course, they didn't seem to care. after all, zaryn was only a harmless, helpless little second-year.

"it's your face i'd be worried about, hun." no! that was far too lame. comebacks couldn't be the same words twisted around to be against the other person; those were never the good insults. but she'd already said it -- no going back now. instead, zaryn had to make do with adding, "did you get a nose job? 'cause... no offense" -- sarcastic smile -- "but it looks kinda... manly." she morphed her face into a mask of pity. ugh. pity for meridith tallen? as long as it was fake. "you should probably see if you can get your money back."

"the party was wonderful," gushed the bitch, grinning. "and i didn't -- isn't that sad? it's okay. i went to see ty the next day, and he told me how beautiful i was." zaryn almost rolled her eyes at this. i bet he did, she thought bitterly. how come tyler refused to see what everyone else did? meaning the fact that his precious little girlfriend, who acted like an angel around him, was a skank ho slut whore bitch --

"before the nose job, right?" she asked, reverting to the insult about meridith's definitely-still-the-same nose. "i mean, defs get it fixed before you see him again." she wrinkled her own nose a little, lifting her shoulders a little tiny bit closer to her ears. "like," she said in the most shallow girly-girl voice she could manage, "he might break up with you or something. 'cause that nose is, like, hideous."

tagged; meridith, whom zee calls "the bitch"
word count; five thirty two
wearing; click for epic beauty
muse; whenever you remember, carrie underwood
notes; sorry for the uber delay :P

[meridith serinity tallen]

It was typical for tallen, she was taller for a girl, and with the heels that she normally wore, that would throw her much higher than a lot of girls. The good thing about being tall is having a lot more body for all the things that guys could want, and by guys she meant people other than tyler - for some reason, he wouldn’t do much more than kiss her and that was just clearly annoying – in all ways. Damn, at this point, tyler was a cover for her, keeping the ‘good girl’ façade for her teachers, and letting her roam the nights drunk, high, or screwing guys pretty and willing.


Zaryn looked pissed, tallen could see it in her stupid little eyes. Oh no. did she hit a sore spot? Meridith made a quick mental note before the girl tried to make another comeback, but that just made the girl raise an eyebrow. And she laughed as she spoke about a nose job, “damn you are stupid.” Tallen shook her head, “if anything, it would be my boob job that you could comment on, and I am positive those are fine,” if zaryn said anything there, then she had a lot of lesbian jokes coming into her mind, “oh, and im pretty sure if I did have a nose job, I’d still have more guys than you, and tyler.” She leaned down, “would still love me, and never love you.” That was her point. It didn’t matter if he loved her or if they had a relationship, but she wanted to shove it in her face that tallen had what she didn’t.


“wow, is their really nothing more you can come up with…?” zee obviously wasn’t very good with her comebacks, and just with the fact that she had to come back to the nose job, she was barely worth her time anymore, “see, the thing is….. I might have sex with guys,” she made air quotes around the word might, “but at least I don’t have sex with my father. Oops” d.a.m.n. she haddn’t pulled out a southern joke that harsh in a very long time, and the only thing tallen could do was try not to laugh at the fact that she just cracked so hard on her. Damn just damn.

[zaryn kate oliver]

the bitch simply raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow and laughed, an airy sound that made zaryn want to puke. "damn, you are stupid." meridith shook her head, obviously amused. "if anything, it would be my boob job that you could comment on, and i'm positive those are fine."

what, so she'd gotten a boob job? was that what she was saying? zee couldn't tell. meridith was a confusing person. she would have said something here if she hadn't known what would follow -- about a million cracks about lesbians and zaryn's sexuality. been there, done that. zaryn wasn't in the mood for meridith to tear her apart more than seemed to already be inevitable.

"oh," added meridith as an afterthought, "and i'm pretty sure if i did have a nose job, i'd still have more guys than you. and tyler" -- she leaned down to be at zaryn's eye level -- "would still love me, and never love you." why did the bitch find it so necessary to rub it in zee's face 24/7 that she had tyler and zaryn didn't? was meridith tallen even aware of the fact that zaryn had been in love with ty since she met him?

"wow," said the bitch, sighing. "is there really nothing more you can come up with? see, the thing is... i 'might' have sex with guys, but at least i don't have sex with my father. oops." a couple of people walking past laughed at this, too, and colour flooded to zee's cheeks. not because it was true, or even close to true -- god, no, that would be nasty -- but because of just that simple word. father. she didn't even really have one.

but how was meridith supposed to know that? most people who just so happened to know that zaryn lived with only her mother thought one of two things: one, that her dad had died -- or two, that there had been some kind of ugly divorce that led neither of them to refuse to mention him. in zaryn's opinion, at least, merdith was never going to find out that she'd never known him, that the only information she had on him was that he'd had navy blue sheets. the only people who knew that were the people that she'd ever accidentally spoken about "navy blue sheets" around, and she'd had to try to explain why she called her father that, which had been rather awkward.

maybe it was necessary for the bitch to know this, or part of it, at the very least. because there was no way that zaryn could defend herself against that stupid insult without getting the tiniest bit emotional, and that would mean having to explain something.

doing her best to look like she wasn't dying inside right now, zee tucked a piece of curly blonde hair behind her ear and glared back at meridith without bothering to hide the disgust in her gaze. "meridith," she said sweetly, "do you know anything about me? sorry, no. do you know anything about my family? again -- no. what about my mom? nope, you don't know that, either. my dad? no." would meridith like to know? probably not. oh, well. "there's no way i could ever go around screwing my dad" -- she wrinkled her nose slightly -- "'cause i've never known him, honey. okay?"

tagged; meridith, whom zee calls "the bitch"
word count; a bunchhh
wearing; click for epic beauty
muse; sweet serendipity, lee dewyze
notes; i love lee dewyze... just sayin'