if i could write you a song -- open

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey had heard from some of the locals that the bridge was a good area to go and think, just what she needed. She made her way down the sun soaked path with a Arizona Sweet Tea in hand. It was nothing like her mothers recipe, but it was the closest and cheapest thing she could get to it. She sighed and finally reached the bridge.

Lyndsey took off her worn in leather sandals and let her sun-kissed legs dangle off the side of the bridge. She pulled her short denim cut offs downs so she was covered a bit more and adjusted the buttons on her white floral blouse. She looked down at the golden cross around her neck, a gift from her father, a reminder that the lord walked with her and no matter what trials or what tested her, she'd someday reach salvation.

[veronica]

OUTFIT

This town was a big joke. Veronica had always thought so. Sure it had a decent mall, and lots of rich people to befriend, but somehow, it seemed like a barbie mansion with stick on glitter. She liked living in New York City. That was a real city. So why did her family have to move to this town and why did her parents insist she spend at least her first year at the local college. It certainly wasn't to be closer together. The Spencer family was a group of strangers in one house.

Probably they just wanted to not pay for room and board and keep her out of too many parties. What a joke. What fake parenting. Either way, she still hated this place. But being out here was better than being home. She had stormed out after arguing with her little twin brothers and the nanny that still lived in with them.

Her heels clicked on the ground as she all but marched across the bridge, pausing when she saw a pretty blonde. A home grown country blonde by the looks of her. Was the a cross? Veronica smirked. Perfect, she could definitely mess with this one.

"Hey there," she said. Veronica was good at faking it, this girl would never know what hit her.

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey seemed to be lost in her own thought when she heard a female voice greet her from behind. She turned and smiled a great big smile. Maybe she could make some new friends for once! "Howdy!" she said in a happy voice springing up and digging her hands into her pockets. Lyndsey was always very nervous and tended to bite her nails, so she covered them from new people she met. "What can I do yah for?" she said wondering what the sharply dressed girl wanted from her.

[veronica]

The accent confirmed Veronica's thoughts. "I figured you were new around here. How you liking Richmond?" She asked sweetly. This girl probably hadn't met anyone like Veronica, rich and figured she could mess with anyone's life. She had no real friends, just people she controlled. This one was easy prey. Catholic country girl by the look of her.

"I'm Veronica," She said sticking out her hand in a friendly manner.

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey was thrilled just to have someone talking to her at this point. It was hard to make friends in a town where sex, drugs and alcohol reigned supreme and you didn't participate in any of the three. Lyndsey was more of a good natured girl that enjoyed bible readings and cow tipping and bowling. "It's been dandy so far, just a lil' lonesome. I miss my farm and the cattle." said Lyndsey sighing.

Lyndsey stared at Veronica's hand, afraid to shake it. She had a fear of touching to many people. The Devil was a toucher. Even shaking hands could spoil your soul. Lyndsey decided to keep that quirk to herself and quickly shook Veronica's hand like her father did at the end of a service. "You can call me Lyndsey." she said her accent thicker than ever.

[veronica]

Cattle? Oh. My. God.... Lyndsey was right out of hicksville. veronica just smiled and nodded a little, but she'd never been to a farm or anywhere near a cow. And she never wanted too. Gross... Veronica was shopping and glam, vodka and threesomes. She could totally freak this girl out, but that would have to wait until Lyndsey was more sued to her. Then she'd drop the parting, bisexual bomb on her. To be sure, the pureness of her was appealing, but only for sexual destruction.

"Well its lovely to meet you," Veronica said with a nod and a little smile. Man she was dense, no idea what was going on... It made Veronica want to laugh.

"You won't be lonely for long dear, there are plenty of good people in this town." Not that Veronica was one of them...

[lyndsey morgan summers]

The next thing Veronica said made Lyndsey's goofy sweet smile grow even larger. She was sure hoping that she'd meet some good people out here. She was starting to feel like a huge misfit. "That's reasuring." she said in her drawl making it sound like she left the ing part out of the word. "I've been meaning to join the Young Baptists Club at Richmond U, but I havn't found the time, ya know with Sunday School and all..." finished Lyndsey. Sunday school for Lyndsey was Wednesday, Saturdays, and Sundays. She always was at the local Baptist church helping out with weekly worships.

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[veronica]

"Oh that's a wonderful idea," Veronica said in an overly happy voice. God this was killing her, she wanted to gag. Sunday school? Baptists groups? And the idea that this girl really thought they could get along? Priceless. What a joke.

She clasped her hands behind her back and contemplated just switching gears on this girl, because was starting to be too much already.

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey was almost giddy with happiness. This girl seemed to get the whole religion thing. The idea that one would want to be pure and faithful to the Lord to insure eternal salvation. "Oh I know darlin'!" she said getting more relaxed and comfortable. "Where do ya' go ta church?" she asked hoping that Veronica was a fellow Baptist and maybe a future best friend.

[veronica]

Veronica sighed and put her hand to her forehead for a moment. "Okay, I can't keep this up," She said to no one in particular. "I don't give a shit about your farm or church groups." She said frankly. "And who goes to sunday school once they're no longer like 6?" Veronica made a face like Lyndsey was a martian.

"If you want friends in this town, you're gonna have to lose the catholic country girl thing, because its ridiculous and no fun." Veronica felt almost sorry for the girl, but a part of her wanted to make the other woman cry. "Why didn't you go to some religious college?"

Veronica put her hands on her hips. "I guess its sorta sexy, but only if you were gonna give it up, and since your probably saving it for marriage there is no reason for me to seduce you... So would you explain to me why I'm wasting my time?"

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey's smile quickly turned into a jaw dropped look of shock. She couldn't even stutter! She just looked at the girl in front of her insulting her Sunday school and her country girl ways, "B-b-but.." she began to say but was quickly cut off. Why didn't she go to a religous college? Because her ex boyfriend posted naked pictures of her all over the internet and no straight laced catholic college would take her.

"Seduce me?! Why, you're not a...." Lyndsey could barely say the word. "L-l-lesbian are yah?" she stuttered like she had just seen Satan in the flesh. She was on the verge of tears. She felt like Eve in the garden of Eden, Lucifer in snake form tempting her and trying to seduce her. She was scared out of her mind.

[veronica]

"I'm bi, so I'm like half a lesbian," Veronica said, crossing her arms across her chest. She didn't bother to hide her amused smirk. The girl looked like she was already tearing up. Veronica only wished she'd caught this on tape.

Lyndsey was so cute, and it would be fun to fuck the little catholic girl right out of her, but this was even more fun. Messing with her head. "You have great boobs by the way." Lyndsey's chest was alright, but maybe not great, but she did it purely for the reaction.

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey was even more shocked. "How is that even possible?!" she wondered aloud, feeling violated. When Veronica made that comment about her chest, Lyndsey quickly covered herself and buttoned up her entire blouse and cross her arms over her chest. "That's not right." she said backing away, getting more terrified of the satanist in front of her. "I thought you were normal!" said Lyndsey, unsure of how to flee the situation.

[veronica]

Veronica laughed. "What do you mean 'how is that possible'? I just like cocks and pussy. That's not a crime." She said, using a very sarcastic dumb girl voice. Actually mocking her a bit. Not to mention she used the more offensive terms she could think of to bother her.

"Isn't everyone made in God's image?" Veronica said. She'd read the bible.. sorta... but she knew the book said than man and woman were both made in the image of god. "So if God is both a woman and a man, and men and woman are supposed to like only their opposite, according to you... does that make me like god? Since God's male half would like woman and the female half would like men? So God is bi too." the logic was twisted, but it would throw this girl for a loop. Half the things Veronica ever said were to be shocking. No one really knew her truth. Knew how much was an act.

[lyndsey morgan summers]

Lyndsey hadn't heard those two words since trying public high school in the ninth grade. Her eyes began to well up with tears as this Veronica girl explained her twisted logic on how the Lord was a homosexual. "How dare you use the Lord's name in vain!" she said backing further away, "and how dare you use that twisted devil logic to accuse Him of being homosexual." Lyndsey clasped her hands together. "I pray for your tainted soul." she said closing her eyes, wishing for an escape.