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Post by BETH BLACKE on Jan 26, 2012 21:40:39 GMT -5
How many times will you let mechange my mind and turn around I can't decide if I'll let yousave my life or if I'll drown
Friday, the third best day in the week next to Saturday and Sunday. Beth was leaned against the wall, her thick-black hair covering her face. She had one foot against the wall, her upper leg supporting a small stack of notebooks and the sound of tiny scribbling could be heard as Beth hovered over it. At her foot was her bag that was pushed up against the wall, open showing a few textbooks, loose papers and a water bottle.
Class had just ended for the day and the halls were littered with small groups of chatting friends, some making their way to their dorms, the rec room or other various places that were more equipped for talking than the tiny hallway. Beth, leaning on the more anti-social scale, did not in fact have anyone to chat with at the moment, but she did have a sudden spark of inspiration which left her otherwise trapped leaning against the wall, in the hallway, hovering over a notepad before it left her for good.
This weekend would be nice, she had no homework to speak of, no tests to study for and a small wad of cash in her pocket flaming. She decided, she needed to get out of this god forsaken school and live it up a little. The movies? The bowling alley? Isn't it sad, the most exciting thing you're going to do this week is going to the movies alone? she thought to herself.
I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling
notes - not amazing, but better than nothing
outfit - here
muse - nothin'
lyrics - arms - christina perri
credit - made by goldy of perfect immortality.
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Post by DALLAS RAE on Jan 28, 2012 0:20:59 GMT -5
Take me to your best friend's house
Go around this roundabout
Oh yeah
Take me to your best friend's house
It was one of those days for Dallas, irritated, pissed and had a head ache. He woke up this morning to a pounding in his head and found he was unable to put up his mental block. All day he had been going with the thoughts of other screaming in his head. It was Friday so people were naturally excited and loud. Most he found we going out or doing homework or things with their "loved one". Once the final bell rang, he sprang up and was promptly out the door in a flash. He was heading to his room for sleep and Advil. As he was just about to exit the school building, he herd one of his favorite voices. It was Beth. They had grown a little closer since their first night out. Shed always stop by after his detentions with the witch and sometimes they have lunch together. He found him self smiling allot at the thought of her and was glad she could not read his mind. He herd her thinking about how it was sad to go to the movies alone. Dallas had previously promised to stay out of her head but today was an exception.
"It's not sad to go out by your self." He said walking up behind her. He had a bit of agitation in his voice and hoped she did not detect it."But if you are that worried about what people would think about you, I'll tell you what. You can take me out and buy me a ticket and popcorn." His tone was now cocky and matter of fact like. Like as if all the girls were just dying to take him out and have a good time. Well some were, he recalled the thoughts of a budding freshman witch and a werewolf who was a sophomore who had said a few vulgar things about what they would do to him. The werewolf was scary being a guy and into some pretty creepy things. He shook his head to clear the thoughts away and looked down at Beth a big bright smile despite his pain.
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I loved you then and I love you now
Oh yeah NOTES ;; -chews on ice- OUTFIT ;; School day!MUSIC ;; NadaLYRICS ;; Tongue Tied - GROUPLOVECREDIT ;; Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality. Requested by Nicholas for Dallas Rae. |
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Post by BETH BLACKE on Jan 28, 2012 23:09:42 GMT -5
How many times will you let mechange my mind and turn aroundI can't decide if I'll let yousave my life or if I'll drown
Beth heard Dallas and she felt a smile trickle onto her lips, though she doubted that he could see since she was facing her drawing and the curtain of dark, thick hair did seem to hide her pretty well. She finished one part of shading on her quick sketch and put the pencil behind her ear, pulling the stack of books towards her chest and tucking some hair behind her ear.
"Oh yes, I'm sure all my friends would be horrified if they found out I went to the movies alone. It'd be social suicide!" she said sarcastically, then raised one finger and placed it on her chin, looking to the ceiling as if she was thinking, "Wait, I don't have any friends and no one gives a damn what I do." she shrugged, "But if you want to tag along I'm sure I can tolerate your presence." she finished with her own cocky-type smile.
Truth be told, she didn't mind him as she minded other people. He seemed to have the same sort of... perhaps outlook was a good word? outlook on life as she did. It was... nice to have someone to actually look forward being around. In fact, it was better than nice-it was refreshing. She couldn't help but remember all those lonely nights in the orphanage and the foster homes. For the most part, Beth was pretty independent and wasn't exactly the friendly type; but sometimes she did want to talk to people, but... after seeing her attitude? No one wanted to talk to her, and who would? I was always the weird kid sitting in the back drawing pictures... she thought bitterly. So yes, it was very nice to have one sure thing, one person she could talk to when she needed to.
Through her own thoughts, she had just registered that something seemed a little... off about him. She looked at him thoughtfully, "You okay? You seem a little..." she paused, unable to entirely explain it... "agitated." she finished.
I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling
notes - /
outfit - here
muse - nothin'
lyrics - arms - christina perri
credit - made by goldy of perfect immortality.
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