Whisper

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

It was a warm summers day in New Zealand. It was January and Clarabella was sitting in a park. It was a field with a big playground. Clara was laying down in the field on a blanket. She lived across the road.

She looked around, leaning on her arms, looking at people and thinking. She spotted this one girl. She seemed nice but, Clara was very shy and decided to look away.

 

[Janey Pascot]

It had been a while since her last visit, when she'd first met two girls here, and as Janey walked through the park, she saw another girl lying in the field on her own. She wondered if she was waiting for someone, but didn't feel the need to intrude on something that wasn't her buisness. She entered the park, and sat on one of the swings. She didn't actually swing, but instead, she watched the blonde haired girl to see if anyone else was going to join her. It would be lucky if she managed to make yet another friend here. It was getting quite common, to meet here.

 

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

Clara noticed a girl on the swings staring at her. Clara wasn't used to that. She bit her lip. She wanted to talk to the girl, but she was way too shy. She looked at the girl and brought her hand up and made a weak wave, in a I want to talk but I'm shy sort of way. Hopefully the girl would come over. Clara was getting more and more better at controlling her shyness. She stood and slowly picked up her blanket and went into the playground, and sat on the merry-go-ground, which was right next to the swings. "Hi."

 

[Janey Pascot]

Janey noticed as the girl suddenly walked over to her, and she was a little worried whether she was going to be told off or not for looking at her. As the made her way over to the merry-go-round, Janey sighed a little, and smiled as the girl spoke to her. Or at least, she thought that whose she was talking to, seeing as there was no one behind or close to her. "Hi" she replied back, impressed by the girls confidence. "I hope I didn't interupted you. I was just curious as to whether you were waiting for someone" she said honestly, admittedly.

 

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

Clara weakly smiled at the girl. "No worries. I was waiting for someone interesting to talk to." she said, with a friendly gaze. She twiddled with a piece of blonde hair. "My name is Clary, Clary Mayfleet. Please excuse me if I speak formally, mother always told me too, to make me a lady." she stood up and sat on the other swing, rocking back and forth slightly. "Can you please tell me your name, of course if you wish. If not, then that is fine."

 

[Janey Pascot]

Janey smiled when she introduced herself as Clary. She wasn't sure if that was short for something or not, but she went with it. "Well it's nice to meet you" she said, slightly rocking on the swing now too. "I'm Janey. Janey Pascot" she said, not minding how someone was brought up. Everyone is different. "Do you live around here then?" she asked curiously. She'd met lots of people recently that had been from around here, alot more people than she'd ever known.

 

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

Clary held out her hand to Janey. "Nice to meet you, Janey." she smiled at the said girl. Janey Pascot seems like a very nice girl and Clary hoped to be friends with her. "If you mind me asking, is Janey short for something? Clary is short for Clarabella." Clary thought about what Janey could be short for...Jane? Janietha? Janet? "I live here...in Ashburton."

 

[Janey Pascot]

Janey took the girls hand and shook it. She'd never done that to anyone before. It was a little formal, but she didn't mind. "No, it's not short for anything. Just Janey" she smiled. "How long have you lived here then?" she asked. Janey herself had only been here for a year or so, and lived with her cousins, but she'd never seen this girl before. "And i live just around the corner" she added, pointing roughly in the right direction.

 

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

Clary smiled. "I transferred from France last year. I live in that house." she pointed to a large grand house that look very mansion-like. Yes, Clary was rich but she didn't use that for pride. "Do you have any siblings? Aunts? Who do you live with?"

 

[Janey Pascot]

Janey smiled, and looked over at the house. Her own wasn't that big, but she still had her own room in the summer house in the garden. "I live with my cousins and my two older brothers, Claus and Jake." she said, hoping they wouldn't get onto the tricky convocation about parents, and Janey made an attempt at dodging it. "What about you? Do you have any siblings or pets?" she asked back, hoping to distract her from family, and more to animals.

 

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

"I have an older brother called Zach. He's in hospital. He injured himself on a motorbike." she frowned. "I have a dog and two horses." she said. After a quick think, Clary knew something. "You like climbing trees? Reading?"

 

[Janey Pascot]

"How did he injury himself?" Janey asked curiously. She didn't know what she'd do if one of her brothers hurt themselves. Sure they could be mean to her at times, but to have one injured, that wasn't something she wanted to think about. "What are your pets called?" she asked, impressed she had two horses. She shook her head, "I don't particularly like climbing trees, or at least, not as much as my other friend does, but i like drawing" she added smiling, making a mental note to show her her sketchbook one day.

 

[Clarabella Mayfleet]

"I don't know...to be honest. Maxxi, Ronnie and Bonnie and I live drawing!" she replied in one breath. Clary smiled at Janey. "What about your parents?" Clary mumbled at the words parents. Hers were dead until 6 months ago. "Why do you live with your cousins?"

 

[Janey Pascot]

Out of Character:

Hehe, theyre were dead until 6 months ago? Don't you mean they were alive until 6 months ago?

"My, parents?" her heart skipped a beat and Janey went a little quiet, looking down at the ground as though the girls voice and eyes were piercing her. "They're not around" she said, not wanting to go into any detail with this stranger, worried what she might think, and that she might continue to ask questions. "My oldest cousin is 26. He just looks after us now" she mumbled, swinging high on the swing so it was harder for them to talk.