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Kylie Dufresnes
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Loneliness was something that could truly kill a person, if they didn't know how to handle it. It was the one thing that drove thousands crazy, others mental and most senile. It was the thing that you couldn't control in most cases, even if you wanted to. And Kylie was right smack in the middle of it. However, when it came to the blue-eyed, brown-haired 18-year-old, there was no danger whatsoever of it killing her. She was used to it, having been pretty much along since being a baby. Once you got the hang of it, it wasn't so bad. Then again, maybe she had already hit insanity, and didn't know it yet.
The lounge was completely deserted, most of the students either outside or at classes. Kylie herself should have been in class, but refused to move from where she sat, glowering in a rage that couldn't be doused. Being new in this school, she didn't know anyone, and no one appeared to care who she was. And so once again, Kylie found herself alone.
Sitting at one of the many tables in the room, her crystal eyes scanned the place, looking for something to do. They landed on the soft, plush couch in the middle of the place, and it immediately began to rise off of the floor. Kylie's eyes began to flick back and forth, and the couch began to spin faster and faster, the colour a blur 5 feet off the ground. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, and the couch came down with a crash, echoing through the room and making the floor shake. Sighing again, she turned her eyes to the window, watching the groups of students sitting on the grass.
The lounge was completely deserted, most of the students either outside or at classes. Kylie herself should have been in class, but refused to move from where she sat, glowering in a rage that couldn't be doused. Being new in this school, she didn't know anyone, and no one appeared to care who she was. And so once again, Kylie found herself alone.
Sitting at one of the many tables in the room, her crystal eyes scanned the place, looking for something to do. They landed on the soft, plush couch in the middle of the place, and it immediately began to rise off of the floor. Kylie's eyes began to flick back and forth, and the couch began to spin faster and faster, the colour a blur 5 feet off the ground. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, and the couch came down with a crash, echoing through the room and making the floor shake. Sighing again, she turned her eyes to the window, watching the groups of students sitting on the grass.