→ Gwendolyn Smith
&. tell me how you've never felt

<sup>A sigh passed her lips as she walked down the corridor again. It was a different one to the last one she had seen. The last one being the music department one. She hadn’t felt the need to change from her rather…unusual attire. Yes, unusual because she looked like a school-girl gone bad. The whole; unbuttoned shirt tied in a bow to reveal her stomach, the low cut skirt, the high heels and the cropped hair. Honestly, it was a really odd look for someone in University. Still, it suited her in some strange way. It had been a good ten minutes or so since she had met a nice girl in the music department, a drummer. She hadn’t seen many other people around, because she was either locked in her room listening to music, singing or on the Uni’s Grand Piano. It made a change to see a new face as well. Gwen was used to being around in her little ‘gang’ of people. Yet, she couldn’t call them friends. They were just the bunch of drinking, raving, partying and…one-night-stand people she hung around with. To be perfectly honest, that was her life really. She didn’t study much, because she was taking music and there was no need to study. All she ever did was practice her playing and signing. But seeing that other woman made things a little different in her head.

Her heels tapped against the floor as she walked on, grey-blue eyes looking around to see if there was anyone else she knew. Nothing. Giving another sigh, she raised a hand to her face, pushing the strands of black hair from her eyes. Turning a corner, noise hit her as she walked into the cafeteria. She had only been in there once or twice since joining the university, and she didn’t really like it too much. There were too many people around for her liking. Still, she had promised to go out for a coffee. She wanted to go out of the university, go to a club or something to meet…but she wasn’t one to argue. Especially with her. She wouldn’t have been able to anyway. There was a reason behind it, but Gwen wasn’t too sure what the reason really was.

She looked around the cafeteria as she walked in, watching all of the small groups of people dotted around. Shaking her head, she was about to walk over to the counter when she looked to one of the tables by chance. Long black hair and pretty eyes were the first tings she saw and a small smile came to her face. ‘So, she is here after all!’ She could see her writing in a notebook and guessed she was stuck doing a boring English project or something. A smirk came over her face as she tried to walk quietly over towards her. She had to admit, Cassie was quite the looker. To her. The smirk faded as her blue-grey eyes shimmered. Coming up behind the other woman, she lifted her hands up and placed them on her shoulder, looking over to read the notebook. “So Cassie, what y’up to?” She smiled to herself, wondering what he reaction would be.</sup>