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It's not fair. Everyone always loves Sansa and all of her stupid friends and her stupid self. So what if I don't care about all of their stupid knitting. Every time I try I just end up stabbing my fingers by accident and all the stupid girls laugh at me. It's especially embarrassing since all they've been doing lately is knitting new girlish panties which I don't even care enough to change. I couldn't take it anymore and decided to go hide with jon while he was practicing archery in a practice room. How come him and all the other boys get to do all the fun stuff? It's hard to stay mad at him though. I've always gotten along with him best, even more than my other brothers. I wonder how long until...
"ARYA!!!" Mother screamed. So, that long I guess. She seemed especially angrier when she say jon in the room. He just awkwardly looked away and distanced himself from me when she walked in. "Young, follow me this instant!" She seemed to get even more agitated she saw us together,mbut I couldn't tell which she hated more, my being here or him existing here.
"Yes mother..." I sigh as a reluctantly choose to leave. It's all sansas fault. If she and all her stupid friends weren't so perfect at their stupid needling, I wouldn't be here right now.
I followed her up through the stairway to her private chambers. That's really bad. We're too far away from anywhere else in the castle so that no one could her her when she yells at me.
"Do you have any idea what the impact of what you're doing is"
"So what if I don't want to cut myself needling your stupid panties!?!?"
"Is that what you think this is? What are you going to do when your husband comes home from war and needs to be cleaned and healed? Why should he want to protect you and provide for you? You need to learn to be a proper lady like your sister..."
"IM NOT SANSA! I don't want all of your stupid knights and castles. I just want to be me."
"Well if you're going to show this level of disrespect, why don't I let you from idea for yourself then," she moved herself away from a particularly large bag behind her "I will let winter consume all of your clothing if that is what's required"
"But mom..."
"No buts, young lady. Let's start with those 'stupid panties'" she turned around. And as she bent over to reach into the bag, I begins to see the waistband of what appears to be purple granny panties. What I did next I did not out of thought but pure angry instincts
I charge directly at her and wrap my arm around her entire waist while pushing her into the direction and on top of her bed. What she screams at me in these moments weren't even words as much as just sounds and grunts of disbelief. I threw her face down' stomach on the bed and I without thought jump on top of her back.
"Arya, stop this right now!!!!" I just ignored that and all her other stupid girlish pleas as I tried to get a better look at her panties. They seemed to be silk or maybe velvet, very soft and girlish. That reminded me of Sansa which just made me more angry. Bugger it all, let's go through with it.
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