stella ella ola [Stella/Henry] [FINISHED]

[STELLA STARK]

Stella was having one of her 'Stella days' as she liked to call them. She had stayed up for most of the night last night. What was she doing? Well, she had had one of the most exhilarating nights she'd ever had here at this stupid camp. Finally. FINALLY she had found a way to sneak out, and she had met the absolute hottest guy on the planet. His name was Amri and he had the most gorgeous eyes and get this... he was a supernatural person. That's right. Total super strength and everything.

The only problem was... well... she had no idea how to see him again. This was a very big problem because even as he left her she still felt a clawing hunger in her heart to be closer to him. He hadn't given her nearly enough. Not enough at all. Even AFTER she had sat outside in absolute shock of what had happened she had managed to sneak back upstairs without being seen (for all the stunned little Stella knew) and sat on her bed with wide eyes locked on the ceiling in thought and mentally replaying the entire encounter in her head over and over again. Until of course, she finally flopped down, head first, into her pillow, and slept.

So now, dressed in a simple red plaid top, jean shorts and long, black socks she was doing the thing Stella did best. Ticking people off with her own... Stellaness. She didn't bother to wear shoes, she was just inside anyways, no matter how muddy the floor got, Stella was a master at hopping over the shoe prints like a choreographed dance. At least-in her opinion. To top off her outfit she wore a gorgeous treble clef necklace paired with music note earrings as well as red peace bracelet and her iPod touch in her back pocket dressed up with a coca cola case and dr dre earbuds for that awesome sound as she danced and sang down the hallway listening to her favourite songs.

This was when she reached the guards lounge and surprise, surprise, it was empty. Then again, you could hear Stella coming from a floor away. Not too many guards appreciated her presence. It was fine, the lounge was pretty comfortable if she had her music, and she couldn't just stay in her room all day and night, could she? So, she jogged up to the nearest couch singing the current song, "All my life I've been good-but now-I'm thinking, OOOoooooo what-the hell?" she flopped down on her back on the couch on her back with her arms punching the air and her eyes shut tight as she sang. It was times like these she fully embraced her youth.

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------Henry was a mix of emotions and thoughts that afternoon. The morning had been a change from his normal schedule and he found his mind drifting back to the girl he met. Never the less, something else was disturbing him and putting some of his more pleasant feelings aside. On his way out that morning before sunrise, he had noticed a figure who looks remarkably like his younger sister hurrying back inside. For a while he pondered over whether or not to confront her on the matter and finally decided it was best to have a talk.
---------Stella could be heard a mile away and as such it did not take long for Henry to locate her in the guard's lounge. He was relieved to find it void of any guards, or really anyone aside from the fifteen-year-old pop-star wannabe. Without a word he walked over and at down in a chair across from her. He rested his elbows on his knees and his chin on his folded hands, closing his eyes. "Stell, I know about last night," he straightforwardly said.

[STELLA STARK]

Stella didn't pay much attention to Henry as he walked in, he was always... around. Usually he didn't pay too much attention to her and she didn't pay much attention to him. And frankly, she was still a little upset at their little encounter last time she'd seen him. But after he spoke she flinched, pulling out her earbuds and turning to him with an alarmed expression. How the hell did he know about that?

He must have seen her out there, she hadn't exactly been paying attention to anyone else except Amri. The stunning Amri. Just thinking of him once again made her want to see him more. Besides Amri though, Henry must have seen her with him. Ah well, there was no point in hiding it if he already knew. So she felt her alarm fade and she gave a grin fit for a cheshire cat. "He was hot, wasn't he?" she said with a twinkle in her eye.

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------Henry coughed in surprised. That was not the reaction he was expecting. "H-he?" he asked. So she had been doing more than just exploring. "You do realize how dangerous it can be to get mixed up in their affairs, don't you?" Then again, he was one to talk with his little adventure this morning. "I mean when-" he stopped. No. That was the wrong word. "If Dad finds out about this there will be trouble."
---------Henry could not help but feel a bit of worry for his younger sister. She was reckless, especially when it came to men. She would be charmed by just a few pretty words. Despite their lack of friendliness and frequent disagreements, he did not want to see her hurt. He also felt just a touch of guilt as he himself had been spending time with an inmate, but Yuliya needed his help. She was sweet and innocent. This man who Stella only described as 'hot' sounded a bit sketchy.

[STELLA STARK]

Stella flushed a pink colour when he seemed not to know what she was talking about. Okay-so... maybe... maybe he hadn't seen as much as she had first assumed. She shrugged and bit her lip, if dad hears about this there will be trouble. Stella frowned, she hadn't really thought of dad. But when she did think of it... yeah he'd probably be pretty upset if he found out. She gave a shrug, looking to the ceiling, "Yeah, I know. But he won't find out." she paused, turning back to Henry in a new alarm, "And you're not going to tell him, are you?". He'd better not.

She pushed herself up from the sofa she had been lying on and sat back with curious eyes. "Wait a second. If you saw me..." she gasped and covered her mouth with knowing in her eyes and she raised an eyebrow, "What were you doing in there Henry?".

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------Henry frowned as she was suddenly worried that he might rat her out to their father. Of course he wouldn't! What kind of person did she think he was? Just when he was about to answer her with a firm assurance that her secret was safe, she threw a new question at him, a question that made him blush slightly in turn. Keeping Yuliya a secret from her was a lost cause now.
---------He closed his eyes and ran his fingers though his hair, sighing. "Helping... out... an inmate..." he reluctantly replied. "I've... I've been delivering some extra supplies to the gangs for a while because Dad hardly gives them enough to get by with and..." Now it was his time for worry. If his father found out there would be more punishments for him than just not being able to continue deliveries. Looking at Stella, he said in complete seriousness. "Mutual agreement. Neither of us breathes a word about what the other has been doing, even if one of us gets caught." It was more of a command than a request, but he could not take any chances.

[STELLA STARK]

Stella grinned once more when he started to blush, she was at least right about something. And he wasn't the only one of them who had been simply enduring the painfully boring life of a Stark child. He then told her, not asked her, told her that they both had to keep their mouths shut. Seriously? He thought she'd tell? What a hypocrite that'd make her, and she didn't want Dad to even think about looking into the comings and goings of his children. She had barely had a taste of the camp yet and didn't want to get scolded yet.

So, she rolled her eyes and shook her head, looking to the ceiling with an exasperated expression, "Fine. But I'm not going to get caught." she said firmly. Stella did not believe at all she would get caught, the idea just simply wouldn't process in her mind. There was no way she was going to let herself get shut up in her room again. Stella sighed, turning down to the floor. To be quite honest, she wasn't entirely comfortable having Henry know about her sneaking out. She hadn't intended to tell anyone but... as long as he didn't tell hopefully it wouldn't end up being a bother... not that she could do anything about it now...

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------Henry relaxed slightly. She was in agreement with him on this at least. Though her intentions of not being caught were honestly and determined, he had to be sure that if the unlikely misfortune did happen to either of them, the other would be safe, their friends as well. He could not imagine seeing that delicate innocent girl hurt, not after all she had been through already in her life.
---------He leaned back in the couch and let his head rest on the edge of the back, looking up at the patterns made by the texture of the white ceiling. After a few moments he broke the silence. "Your boyfriend have any positive traits besides being, as you said, 'hot'?" he asked, half teasingly and half serious. He found himself being a bit worried about her safety. Since hitting puberty Stella had always been easily taken in by a pretty face and a few nice words.

[STELLA STARK]

During the silence, Stella laid back down on the couch, pulling a couch cushion from the end of the couch, curling up on her side and watching Henry for a minute. Then he asked her something that she had never expected him to ask. She laughed, blushing a little at the idea of talking about Amri with her brother. It wasn't exactly every girl's dream, to be quite honest. "Does he need anymore?" she laughed, pressing her face into her pillow for a moment in embarrassment. "He's nice, okay?" she said flatly, unable to think of any other way to describe him. At least not to Henry. Something about the idea of spilling everything to him, maybe to one of her friends but... Henry? She couldn't even imagine him with a girl, let alone understand her own relationship,

She shook her head and laughed once again looking at him once again with a smile, "Why do you care?" she asked curiously, not accusing him or anything. More just wondering why, now of all times, he actually cared about Stella's love life?

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------He's nice. That was hardly reassuring. The majority of men could be described as nice on first impression but a significant number of those turned out to be less than honorable. When she asked why he cared Henry merely shrugged. "Just curious, I guess." He was being honest. He did not know quite why he was so worried about it but he did want to know a bit more about this mysterious supernatural his sister had come across.
---------Henry was debating whether or not to tell her about Yuliya and was leaning more towards the side of not so long as she did not ask. For a while there was silence again save the occasional footsteps from the floor above and the whirring of the ceiling fan. "Why are we even here?" he found himself asking.

[STELLA STARK]

Stella rolled her eyes, 'just curious' he said innocently. "Well, go be curious about something else." she sighed, glad not to discuss the topic of Amri further and had no desire to bring it up in the future. She pulled out her iPod from her back pocket and began to flip through the music, reminding herself she still needed to download that new band's album that Stephanie had told her about.

Then he said something else unexpected. Stella frowned again, her eyebrows furrowed in thought. Was it a rhetorical question? It sounded like a rhetorical question. Like... how did you answer it? That was how Stella could tell a rhetorical question from a regular question. Stella had never been particularly good at those types of questions. The ones meant to make you think about life. But Henry sounded like he expected an answer so she sighed, "Well, I'm here to listen to come music. Why are you here?" she said, still turning through the loads and loads of songs she had on the little electronic object.

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------Henry sat up straight and sighed. "Not here here. I mean here as in the camp." He knew she had purposefully avoided the answer with a casual comment, but the thought had been chewing on him for a while now. "Dad goes to all the trouble of making sure we have every possession we could ever want, goes to the trouble of hiring tutors for the school year, and over makes living her possible with attempts to make it enjoyable, but at the same time he's so... so neglectful. It's like he doesn't want to be bothered from his work. So why not just let us live with Grandma and Grandad?"
---------He folded his hands and looked down at them, his expression pensive. "Though," he continued, at this point thinking out loud. "I guess maybe it's just more me when it comes to being ignored. He always liked you better and I don't resent you for it but he used to at least smile at me from time. Ever since Mom-" His words caught in throat. He couldn't say it. Something about actually saying the word made his heart feel like it was going to shatter. For a moment he said nothing before continuing in a quiet voice, a hint of sadness showing through. "Why does he even want me here if he treats me like I am unwanted?"

[STELLA STARK]

Stella looked away from her device as he talked. God, he was such a buzzkill... She was so hyped up just a minute ago, but as he spoke Stella felt as if a bucket of quick-dry cement had been poured into her heart. She could feel it drying and leaving her heavy with grief. It made her mouth dry and her throat close. Why was he so freaking serious all the time? He acted like he had to be such a mature adult and it dampened her spirits whenever he had to bring up is freaking serious topics around her when she was trying to enjoy herself. It made her annoyed, and now he was complaining about the fact that their father didn't pay attention to him.

"Well, it can't be the fact that he's our father. I mean, what kind of father want's his children around him?" she said sourly, "Seriously, Henry, you sound like such a freaking hypocrite. With you and Dad, it's a two way street. Yeah, he may not come by and say hello to you all the time but when's the last time you went to go see him just to talk? Hmm?" she scoffed and looked away, muttering, "Maybe you'd have a better relationship with him if you just tried"

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LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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[HENRY STARK]

---------Something about those words that Stella so carelessly spoke hit a sore spot in Henry. "Tried?" he said, disbelief and frustration showing through in his voice. He suddenly came to his feet, control lost and his voice raised. "You think I haven't? You! You who are doted upon by him and treated like a princess! You who need only show him a craft project to get his appreciation and praise! I gave up years ago on the unachievable goal of making him proud of me. I don't need his attention!" He lied. "I don't even want it!" Another lie.
---------"You-" he suddenly stopped short, his eyes widening slightly. He took a step back and then turned his gaze to the ground. "I'm sorry, I- I should leave before I cause more damage," he muttered. After a moment he turned and walked towards the door. He stopped, his back to her and his hand resting on the frame. "Be careful out there, Ell," he said softly, his voice still shaking slightly, before he exited and made his way quickly to his room. He needed to paint.

[STELLA STARK]

Stella immediately saw she had said something wrong when he rose to his feet. Her throat tightened harder and she just shut up, just shut up just shut up just shut up her mind chanted as Henry yelled at her. This was Stella's normal reaction to getting yelled at. Wide eyes, a cringe, and constant thoughts telling her to just sit down, shut her mouth and try not to burst into tears. The last one had only come into play in the last... two or three years. That usually led to people NOT keen to yell at Stella, which probably lead to her spoiled state.

She swallowed when he seemed to realize what he'd done. It didn't make her feel any better, but at least he was starting to stop yelling at her. She didn't say anything, though she was a little surprised at his outbursts and accusations. He said he didn't resent her for her relationship with their father... liar. Dirty, rotten liar. His closing sentence made her break, and she choked a little and a stinging tear threatened to break from her eyelid. She shook her head and wiped it away quickly. She didn't really feel like hanging out in the lounge now. So slowly, as her now tense and stiff body rose from the couch and she collected her things, she left the room slowly. She held her stomache, feeling rather sick now, and wondered if she still had some of that chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with brownie chunks in her freezer...

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OOC:: outfit
LYRICS:: What the Hell - Avril Lavigne
CREDIT:: by Goldy

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