thє gαмє cαllєd lιfє;;closed;;full

[rajio_obake]

♘xxxxxxxxxxKєvιи Alвєят Rιcнaяdsoи

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxFalling upwards again
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTurning to you, my friend

Whenever the sky gets heavy

Just know that I'll be readyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
To go where you want me to goxxxxxxxxxx

Today was just fine. It was in fact better than fine he couldn’t wait for it to get going longer and longer. It hadn’t been ruined by the a**-wipes of society (Cole included) and today was his day and from what he’d been told he could do whatever he desired and well there were so many doors open that he just couldn’t help but get excited at the thought and when he smiled she started smiling and they must’ve looked like the oddest couple to everyone else in the world. But to the two in the room, to Kevin specifically... They just seemed, happy at that point in time and he couldn’t help but feel as though all his earlier worrying was for naught. Which though some may be angered if they came to that conclusion. Kevin was simply... Okay with it and he accepted it in a mutual way because... Well if you’re disappointed after knowing you didn’t slip up in your relationship you are a hell or a lot odder than Kev is. When he headed into the bathroom he heard the last thing she said and a smirk was on his face sometime into the shower. It was nice to take a shower doing his daily routine and yet be able to relax over a few things. It was almost therapeutic if you must. ‘A day with Sami.... all to myself.... Should I share?’ His serious face cracking into a mental laugh, ‘Hehe NAH.’ If he did have to share Sami it’d have to be a friend... Or else there was gonna be a fight. Not that Kevin would get a serious fight over it... It depends on the person who wanted to have some of his Sami time... Shaant or Cole? Yes fight. Basil or Corey? Eh.... not really.. They were all still friends after all.. But still if it was going to eventually take all his ‘me’ time away he may drop a few hints...

Hey, don’t get Kevin wrong he loved his few close friends but they had their own relationships. Wait... Okay Basil had his own relationship... Corey... Not to so much anymore from what he’s heard. Sure he thought it was odd that in high school she had gone out with Chris most of the time, then just dumped him out of the blue to go out with the foreign exchange student, and finally after that episode go back to dating Chris only to be dumped. .. In all honesty his friend’s love life seemed like a soap opera but she’d brought it all upon herself. Kevin wasn’t going to sympothisie with the Scene just yet.... Because he didn’t know the full story if he knew what all went down okay maybe... And don’t think that Kevin felt bad for either males in the relatioship... Just because from what Kevin knew of Kaiser the jock was pretty much a tall-tale all his own, the random stories, rumors and myths... It was like this guy deserved his own episode on the Discovery channel or something (and he was friends with Cole ohh bad terms already)... And Chris? Well Kevin didn’t smoke and he just knew what Corey used to brag about but that had been about four or something years ago and times change. Now if Kevin really wanted to know anything about Corey’s current state he had to go through Basil or Sami simply because he just... Didn’t know, and speak of the Devil a text from the Writer popped up in his inbox skimming it he learned Corey was holding on, which was good considering her state.. But a question popped into his head that the Skater couldn’t shake and the comment about having a way with words... Well if Basil insisted..

least she’s surviving... the kid’s
Chris’s right? or no....? -sorry i
haven’t talked to her much you
know.... feel free to ignore that
question- ps I kinda planned to.
ukn0m3//Kevin

The kiss it had seemed to become something that the two just mutually enjoyed. It wasn’t like anyone else he knew kissed like him with the peanutbuttery after taste in there mouth. Kevin’s, and probably Sami’s, preferred brand of peanut butter would have to be Skippy’s it was just the trusted brand if that makes sense. The after grin’s were the best. It was just the way her hair framed her face and the smile no one could claim he was hen-pecked, if they did they were simply jealous of what he and Sami had. He was very much so his own man in the relationship as she was her own girl. When Sami suggested watching him shred well it sort of got Kevin excited he’d be able to show off his girl around the park and everyone else’s dames would seem second-best compared to his.... He was pretty much loving this idea the more he thought about it but what if Cole was there? Well screw Cole it’d make it all the much better because with the Original there Kevin could just rub it in the other’s face it would be ohhhh so much fun... Kevin was getting excited the more he thought on it as he finished his breakfast, ‘God he’s lucky if he can take a tranny to bed let alone someone as amazin in both body and mind as Sami..’ Yes Kevin didn’t care if the other had a rumor about being a better ladies man than Bradley because neither of them were all there in Kevin’s opinion and they were both probably crawling with STDs and other diseases that a doctor would just love to talk about with a patient... In the sarcastic sense of the word.

She left the room shortly after the kiss on the cheek and Kevin had finished his drink by then and set the cup in the sink... Hmm.... Idea, idea, idea... And that’s when he remembered yesterday he’d gotten the life-size poster from this online printing company who was sponsoring his team... It was funny because he honestly didn’t know what he was going to do with a poster of himself and today well... He had the perfect prank... It was a life size poster and well if they dropped by Sami’s shop before or after the Skater’s practice... Kevin could have some fun with it... Sure she didn’t have to go to work but that didn’t mean Kevin had to postpone this idea. The Idea? To tape, or thumbtack the poster to Sami’s office door so when she walked into into it she had to get by a big picture of Kevin first. It seemed like something you’d need a hidden camera for her reaction was bound to be priceless no doubt... The more he thought about it the more he simply liked it.. This was getting added to the plans and that was that. Kevin had thought of getting himself another drink but remembered he’d set the cup in the sink and deciding not to fish for it... Kevin had the better thought to go into the fridge and pull out the drink that was the biggest sponsor of the X-Games... Monster. Nothing was better than a Monster in the morning. And Sami could feel free to steal some of his drink if she wanted he wouldn’t mind.

He heard her yell from the living room and he had already started yelling to her as he kicked his board up to walk over to the living room, “It wasn’t that hard a decision, I figured it out as it came to me… First we can go to the skate park and then to your store and for lunch... Hey I’ll be fine with tacos and kfc.. You know me..” He shrugged as unromantic as that may’ve sounded to some this was coming from the guy who’d taken his girlfriend out to a monster truck rally a few times. And it didn’t matter to him what anyone else thought. There was no way he was going to conform if that meant giving up his playful nature or any of it for that matter, “Do you want to start walking there now…? Who knows I say we just completely ditch that college football game tonight... I don’t care how much I need the advertisement I don’t really prefer to watch jock strap’s duke it out.... Especially when I’m in the company of someone with finer taster.” He had his board in one hand his drink in the other and he was ready to get to the skate park. He wasn’t going to see much of anyone there because it was usually empty this early in the day and it was just the best because he could hear the wheels under his feet and just faze out if only for a second or two and those moments were pure bliss. But compared with Sami they were second at Best.

As soon as Sami was ready to go it wasn’t long till they started walking to the skate park. Neither or them owned a car if they needed to go somewhere they either walked, or in Kev’s case skated... He wasn’t skating so fast but he wasn’t that still at a good speed of it all and he was enjoying the time he got to spend talking with Sami... It felt good. Though Corey did seem to slip into the conversation just because Kevin was so confused about her situation he wanted to find out, “I don’t have the foggiest clue about what Miss Sceney’s doin, and you know that... But last night what happened?” Sure Kevin knew that she didn’t have to tell him what happened just because he didn’t exactly tell her what happened last night.. Not unless she asked then he’d admit to everything but as they walked and discussed other things like her latest design ideas and the most popular item in her store he was just content being in her presence was all as cheesy as that sounded. By the time the skate park came into view he just got a little excited about getting the chance to show off once again that he sped up without thinking about it. “… What do you suggest I show you first? Anything in particular or do you just want me to show you the basic drills” Being the Skater he was pretty good on a board so he didn’t doubt his skills even for a moment there so whatever she asked him to try he was bound to do without thinking much on it in the end and with a smile on his face. Because if she liked it that’s all that seemed to matter because she seemed to be the only one there besides him and hey! It just made it easier to work out.




Hen-Pecked – Under the control of a domineering female
Not Have The Foggiest - To have no idea

and I still believe
that you're my everything,
and I wanna be somebody's anything.
and I used to be your something,
but I want to be
my somebody's anything,
say anything at all

[Demophon]

[********]

The fact that he facial message was received, decoded and accepted made Serena feel better. At least during the episode of last night and now, he still knew her enough to know exactly what she wanted him to do. Point one to Serena, which made their scores.. Serena – 1, Cristal – 0... Or wait, Cristal got to sleep with Chris twice and that’s two points, and Serena got a kiss, so that’s one point.. Why was she even trying to keep score now? Plus, then there were points for Corey who Serena kept far from her mind as possible. The dark haired girl didn’t really like any of the girls Chris had dated, or who Oliver had slept with. But she was convinced it was because she was a good friend, and thought they deserved better. That was until last night when she confessed that she liked Chris, but she didn’t even really know if that was true either. She got jealous when he was with other girls, she wanted to be the one he was looking at and the one he went home with. One thing she’d never experienced was waking up someone the next morning; the girl was too restless to just sleep after sex so she always got dressed again and bailed. But maybe with Chrissy it would be different, because she was comfortable with him. They could hang out and have fun, and if they were together, it’d just be normal, right? Unlike Oliver, who was probably never going to be tied down, Chrissy had done it all before.

Serena tried to ignore the conversation going on between Chris and Cristal. It was better to be blissfully ignorant then aware and upset. As soon as she could tug him away from Cristal, Serena did so and focused on finding a store a million miles away so it’d take forever for them to see the other girl again. There were a few different emotions ricocheting through Serena as she led Chris away. Anger, self loathing, triumph, happiness.. It was a mix of being able to get Chris away from the blonde girl and knowing she hadn’t been able to last night. The males voice cut through her head, she’d totally forgot he was there for a few seconds. Totally wrapped up in her thoughts. He started to apologize, but he never did finish what he thought. Instead he told them not to talk about her. That was fine with Serena; she didn’t want to know, well, most of her didn’t want to know. Some of her wanted to ask him what Cristal meant to him? Why he chose her? What happened last night? But she wouldn’t ask them questions.

“Fine with me, Christopher” Serena responded, barely noticing his whole name slipped out. She did that with people she was mad at but didn’t want them to know. Instead of using their nicknames or pet names, she reverted to their full names almost like she’d always call them that. Her pace slowed as she came to their usual store, she always bought her cigarettes form here. It was conveniently on the way to Chrissy’s work and it was always warmer than the other stores. Which was weird, but Serena didn’t mind. Chris spoke up once more and Serena stopped to look at him. Her mind was everywhere today, she’d one more forgot something important. They were supposed to be meeting up with Oliver and Alex. “Yeah, I’m out” She answered his question about her smokes with a casual lie, if she told him the truth, she’d have to explain why she wanted to get away from Cristal and that was not exactly the conversation she wanted to have. “If they desperately want us, they’ll find us” She said with a shrug of her shoulders, then a s small smile at Chrissy. It was hard to let the whole Cristal thing go, or everything from last night.

“Did you want a pack?” Serena quizzed, sure she knew about his hospital trips and all that. But once more, she wasn’t going to tell him no. Plus he had asked for one of hers, so maybe he needed a pack. A sharp exhale came from her lips as she let go of his hand and headed for the counter. Whether they both needed packs or not, she would have to buy one to save herself a serious conversation about a girl she didn’t want to think about. ‘I need to relax, or his gonna think something’s wrong’ Serena told herself as she turned her head to look at Chris for a moment. He was good looking, relaxed, a nice guy and cuddly. Was it her fault she was acting how she was? The girl inwardly decided it mustn’t be, because she was pretty sure she didn’t chose to be standing there lying or feeling like s**t for a boy. Even if he was her best friend. The guy behind the counter asked what she wanted and Serena got her usual. She never had a favourite cigarette, she smoked whatever she could get her hands on but it was like most things in her life. She liked to stay with what she knew.

As the worker turned to go collect the packet of smokes, Serena ran her fingers through her hair and glanced at Chris. “This is going to sound stupid, but what happened last night? I don’t remember a lot” Serena questioned, she wasn’t exactly lying, she did not remember a lot between her first hit and this morning. But she was pretty sure she remembered what would be considered the crucial parts of the evening. The girl just wanted to know if Chris remembered them, if he wanted to remember them. Why this was suddenly important to her, she didn’t know? But she wanted him to want to remember her.



- - - - - - -&& THE DRUGS ARE TALKING;;
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -too bad they're not saying anything smart

[rajio_obake]

Roirdan James Livingston
xxxxxxxxxThe Teacher's Pet

Keep your eyes open don't look up at the stars
Cause that's not me shining down on you I'm way too smart
So go build your own coffin and dig your own hole
You got one chance left you better give it a go
But I can't help wishing
It was you I was missing

Even though Yulia replied back to him with a “That’s Good” he still couldn’t help but feel as though it was something that shouldn’t have been said.. He didn’t want to make her angry or depressed he just wished things could go back to what it was twenty-four hours ago. When they were out shopping it was so easy to go a shop for Valentine’s day gifts and not have a second thought... Sure the gifts weren’t necessarily valentine’s day themed but they were close enough and got the message across. It just wasn’t fair that his life turned out like this! He hadn’t done anything wrong, he’s always stuck by the book, got good grades, was still a- never mind that anymore... One stupid lapse in judgement and he’d not only screwed up his life but the life of his friend... And he didn’t care what happened to him necessarily but to his friends, they deserved better than turning out like this it was just something that he couldn’t stand it bothered the former teachers pet the more the thought dwelled in his head. He wanted to make it up to her somehow but there was just no way he could think up something to make up for what supposedly happened. The few ideas he had were too costly anyway. It was hard to pay someone back if you were lacking the money or resources to do so..

Roiry hadn’t been sure if he was allowed to text but it seemed like something he needed to do to get away from this room. Even if he was sitting in the very same couch he just needed out from it. When she started a text he didn’t feel nearly as bad or as if he was blowing her off... He was just hoping it wasn’t... well, when she told him he felt better yet the ‘obviously’ seemed to contort the way it came out. Though he shook it off, she didn’t mean it to come out like she was annoyed at it... Or maybe he was getting annoyed at himself so he didn’t know do or what to think about the whole conversation anymore. “Yeh.... understood.” What would Logan think if she found out about this... Sure he’d thought about this before but it couldn’t help but slip into his mind the more and more he thought about it. He tried to simply shake it off as with everything before it but it just didn’t seem to work and just when he was starting to think of a solution to said problem well.. It sounded wrong, suggesting she go to the OBGYN and get checked to see... to see... Well to see if.. Okay no. No he was not going to say that aloud that would be rude and... No.

When she told him not to apologize that almost threw him off he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to even say anything to counter it at that point because he would be counter... Countering? It just seemed so much like a movie scene from HBO, Starz, or Showtime. Maybe he should’ve taken a time to get to know popular culture films more often instead of the news channels he’s come to know and love. Because if he had watched something that was closer or similar to his own situation maybe he could know how to act after a night like this. Maybe he wouldn’t be struggling for words like he was new to all of this, and that he was... If only he was more like a jock, Brad to be specific, then he wouldn’t care who he slept with as long as he got laid... Everyone knew about his tryst with the slut while he was dating the Queen-Bee.. It didn’t make sense to Roirdan though, how someone could be as greedy as to go and cheat with someones quote, unquote “friend” but then again Roirdan never saw himself as one of those guys... He didn’t even compare to Shaant and he knew just how much Justin like the guys music, but Roirdan couldn’t get past the guys sexual factor. Could the nerd ever compare to one of those guys? Well one person maybe able to answer... But he’d rather not ask.

Though that was only half of the statement.. The rest of it was about the fact Yulia seducing him?... Was that even possible? It contradicted his early pondering of him wooing her... But ‘Seduction’ that word seemed so.. Well this was odd but it got him thinking... If he was seduced then he’d have to have thought she was hot... Or maybe even more than just hot if he wanted to... -gulp- sleep with her. He hadn’t thought of it early but she did have eyes that could draw one in but this was killing him he hadn’t even deceived Kadence a day and here he was thinking of just how good-looking his friend was... For a lady. He didn’t think the same as he once did. When it came to the Tomboy well he saw more of an older sister almost and it used to be that Yulia could be compared to his ‘twin’ in this family and Justin could be an older brother if he wanted but he didn’t count in this example it was just so odd and it was about then when to get himself awat from thinking about all of Yulia’s good points his phone vibrated tellinh him of the impending new text. The first one being from Logan she was trying to cheer him up if he wasn’t in a better mood.. Though as much as he needed that relief didn’t look like it would be coming anytime soon though, but this feeling may take a few days to get rid of... He replied to the Tom-boy and was glad when his earlier thoughts of seduction left his mind.

The sooner it does the better
but I think that sounds good,
I may need time to gather
myself before we all meet up
for lunch.. I wouldn’t want to
embarrass you guys ^^;

“Would you rather I just drop you off at your place so you can... wash up?” Roiry hadn’t thought about it early but when he was in the bathroom he had noticed his own look wasn’t the best of looks. He had beer stained patch on his oxford and his face looked like he’d been hit with an anvil not extremely literally yet close enough.. Maybe offering to go out was a bad idea though at the time it seemed a polite thing to do.. It wasn’t something most one night stands do the day after. Though he probably should’ve thought this through more.. After all the both of them were not in the best attire to go out for a breakfast? Brunch? one of the two because it wasn’t really lunch time... “I should, in all likelihood, take a shower or something.. I guess..” But he didn’t want to back out entirely so he quickly added, “I can always pick you up after we get clean and all?” Taking a shower after all this... The thought was well it would be amazing as all out and no other showering experience would ever compare. A small curve couldn’t help but be on his face the more he imagined what the heated water would feel like... Amidst this he received a text from the future doctor. It was short but it sounded like another complex schedule interfering day... Not that he minded the thought of even dipping out of meeting up with his friends.. Though he did promise them so as hard as it would be he’d grin and bear it.

Heh no worries we don’t have
to meet up today... I just know
that Logan had wanted us all to
eat lunch together. If you’re busy
I can always take a rain check,
it’s fine. just wonderin.
If you can figure a plan out be
sure to tell me I don’t wanna be
more confused then I already am.
Roir.

Roidan felt bad? Did you know that did you know just how torn the brunette felt? The more he was in the hotel room the more it seemed like there was nothing he could do to get out of here.. What if they just kept discussing this till they had everything worked out to a fine and precise formula... This wasn’t Vegas what happens doesn’t stay locked away.. If they were lucky that would be so.. The look of confusion on Roiry’s face only stayed firmly planted after Yulia’s last statement... Oh if he didn’t know what to say about everything else prior he sure as hell didn’t know what to say now. It felt like it was raining in his head and he didn’t understand... he did, but he didn’t. You know? She knew Kadence from highschool she’d met her before they recently started dating and to be told he had ‘better’ than Yulia? His friend since their silly little rivalry started? He wanted a way to prove he didn’t have the best that he did in fact love Yulia’s company just as much as Caydie’s only in a completely different way. He wasn’t going to take the movie approach and kiss her that was a dead no for awkward points but he did think to say. “You’re crazy to lower yourself to that you know?” left alone he knew it didn’t sound the best but added with, “What happened to trying to outdo me?” Yet leave it to universal irony to shoot him a text from Kadence shortly after that was said.

That’d be nice.. I didn’t know what
happened but I just hope you’re all
right. Tonight. Okay. ... I’m sorry
about that.. Your manager works you
like a dog.. maybe after you’re music
video he’ll give you some leash to
spend time with you friends.. and Bf.
xo, Roiry.

I don't dream the way that I used to dream,xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Because I'm still yourxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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They roll so easily of your tonguexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Just like the bullet out the barrel of a loaded gun

[mokiepuppymaster]

✖✖✖
Full moon in the city and the night was young,
I was hungry for love, I was hungry for fun
✖✖✖

René Kaiser Schröder
The Once Foreign Exchange Student

As he started heading back to the building, he found himself lightly bobbing his head to the music that poured out of his speakers. He finally decided to just go ahead and stick in one of his CDs, that happened to be a Gunther one. Gunther, ultimately was one of his idols. His music made more sense than anything he had listened to. And for starters was completely heterosexual, unlike a lot of the music that liked to go through America's mainstream. Just as he stopped at a traffic light he heard his phone chime. Taking it out, he looked over at the sender and he felt a look of delight overcome him. She was hooked, at least that's what he figured when she typed and x and o before her name. Wasn't that a way of saying a hug and kiss? She wanted to hug and kiss him, meaning she wanted to have sex with him, meaning she wanted to carry his child, meaning she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him and considered him the sexiest man on the entire planet called earth. He had to admit, she did have a way of stroking his ego. So he replied to Melody:

I WILL BE THERE
SHORTLY. DO NOT
SAY NO JUST YET.
PERHAPS WE CAN
COMPROMISE?

-KAISER


It was interesting how things were turning out. He honestly had the sudden urge to find Bradley and just spit in his face. He wanted to spit directly into the crevis's of his face that the jock believed were considered attractive. He wanted to spit on him and knock him into a pile of dirt. After all, it'd be so fitting. Though he found himself gaining a new sort of enemy. He found himself wondering more and more about Christopher Henderson, or whatever his last name had been. Kaiser wasn't too interested, he considered the smoker not all that special anyways. He was the type of person who had broke the heart of his highschool obsession. And yet at the same time, she took him back? Yes, if he was going to bother making Corey's life hell, then he might as well go after him to. But how? What would seem fitting? He needed more information! He needed a great deal of information on a number of people. Where on earth was that photo journalist?! As he continued to drive to the studio, he took out his phone and looked over his messages once more. Just as he thought, he hadn't replied. So he texted once more to the Paparazzi:

I AM NOT SURE
IF MY LAST TXT
WENT THROUGH OR NOT.
BUT IN ADDITION I
NEED INFO ON CHRISTOPHER
H-SOMETHING. DIRT THAT
IS. MONEY IS NO ISSUE.

-KAISER

His car pulled up at the studio, and he wasted no time in walking within the double glass doors. He was greeted by his agent/manager or whatever the timid little man considered himself. The conversation between them was short, and unnecessary in his opinion, he already knew that he would be involved with Melody in the shoot. Just as he already knew that it would be more...mature. He was ready for it. He just hoped that the photographer would not be distracted if he aroused before the shoot was complete. Though that's when he was told that it was more on an intimacy level. Did that mean that it was not artistically sexual? Or did it? He didn't see why this little man had to go and even word it like that. Regardless he had heard that a bathtub was involved, which was more than exciting. He moved off to get into 'makeup' and simply his body prepped so that his skin would catch the lighting better. Though as his hair was fixed by the makeup stylist, he did decide that now was the best time to gloat.

He drew out his cellphone and looked over his messages. There was one from Christopher. Submission, that is what he saw when he read lowercase words. Still, being called annoying, did prove to be just that. Annoying. So Kaiser replied to Chris:

NO.

-KAISER


But back to what he was doing. He scrolled down his contacts and located the very number he never though he'd need to have. Bradley's. But of course he'd need his number if he wanted to show off the full satisfaction of having someone that used to be involved with him. That had to be the right way to think of it. It wouldn't be long until he was with someone like Melody, or more so, that Melody was with someone like him. Though while he was it, there were a few other individuals who add even more onto his gloat list. So he texted to Brad:

GUESS WHO WILL
BE PHOTOGRAPHED
IN THE NUDE W/ YOUR
EX-GF? YES, IT IS ME.
YOU SHOULD NOT BE TOO LONELY.
YOU STILL HAVE TOM.
-KAISER

He sent it, and was frankly proud of the fact. Once he was dressed in his robe, he move off to the room where everything would be shot. A confident grin was fixed naturally into place. His eyes trailed about for signs of Melody. Melody was technically a catch. Far better than the girls he often found himself involved with. Though he had to admit, she didn't have strangely colored hair. That was something every girl he had dated had in common. He dated girls with sugar pink hair, blue, green and various others, Melody was simply blonde. He was curious about her skill however. Though there had to be a way to ask about it without seeming awkward about it. He had no idea how she went about this sort of thing. Ultimately he assumed that all of the preps were easy to trick into sex, but when it came to Melody he wasn't intirely sure, and he definitely didn't want to come off too strong by wording it wrong. Well, he'd find out more details of the shoot once the photographer decided to get there. Though thinking about the photographer made him wonder about the paparazzi...maybe he should put the fear in him? Most definitely.

((Meh))

Translation

✖✖✖
I was hunting you down, and I was the bait,
when I saw you there, I didn't need to hesitate
✖✖✖

[rajio_obake]

Thσмαs Gαbє Mєrcєr

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt shimmers in the dark, yet this one's not a trophy,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt's worth so much more, there's no glorious flaw,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt's the best that I've ever seen.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA moving spectacle and in the beauty of it all,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt's so much to pull that they made no law,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt's just what the world has been waiting for.

Maybe he had more faith in his graduating class that he figured they’d be able to believe after all who could honestly believe a story about a well known womanizer losing his lions and becoming a... Well Tom couldn’t even bring himself to try and think it because it was his friend and.. God that would be nasty if he could see it.. Who would know? And despite everything Brad had to say about his relationship he could shrug it off because if he was honestly ‘whipped’ then he’d be trying to be like one of those p***y boys who wait on their girls hand and foot which he certainly was not yes he was certain he loved her but they hadn’t been in each other’s company as long as some with her going off to train. “Yes… she’ll expect someone to be there. Maybe make out with her on occasion and see where it goes from there..” There is always a difference between talking with friends and talking with your girlfriend.. But it’s kind of to be expected isn’t it? “Plus I’m in no rush to lose what I made for myself..” Aka, have kids. He had nothing against people having children as long as it was under the right circumstances.. Like having the financial statuses to support one. With Logan being in the Air Force, though, children weren’t anything that worried him because the tomboy wasn’t one known to have a maternal streak..

When his friend talked about being caught cheating he couldn’t help but think of the most popular sports figure who was just recently caught cheating. “I’m sure she would go out in the back, get a golf club and attack your car, Tiger.” He was just kidding around when he said that. The subject changed over to how René was ditching out of his task and in a way Tom was starting to just accept it because the next time they’d have a chance would be the football game tonight and that was going to be later in night... Maybe they could hook the camcorder up to the tron and have the images shown during the halftime show. As he texted though it sounded like Brad got a call only it wasn’t long before it simply hung up and then he asked what the ‘whoa’s were about and it wasn’t long before after the text to Stellana was sent did he go ahead and tell Bradley. The fact Brad questioned it didn’t faze Tom at all because he couldn’t believe the texts either it sounded like a crazy scheme to ********.. Well at least Brad over. Tom still considered himself in the clear. “Just because she doesn’t believe it doesn’t mean she’ll keep it to herself..” Maybe she was jaded from the little STD rumor that started up and she wanted someone else to poke around for that about the thing.. Getting back at the ex instead of the one who started it. It seemed like a big guess yet the weightlifter didn’t care to think on a bigger theory at the time.

Rolling his eyes he was used to it by now. The time that he knew best was jut after he saw Melody smash his headlights as Tom was walking into the potty.. Brad had snapped at him for doing nothing. Well what the hell was he supposed to do she wasn’t his woman and a crazy lady with a bat? Sure football season was over by then but hey! If you get a broken limb after you’ve been drafted by college they could refund your scholarship and Tom wasn’t going to lose his over some scorned teenage queen. “If you just bribe the other team to tackle the guy till he’s on a gurney they’d probably do it.” Was it wrong to suggest selling their ‘teammate’ out to the opposing team wrong. No. It wasn’t. Kaiser brought it upon himself when he didn’t stay in his homeland it would’ve been so much easier if he’d just done that.. The fact he received Trinity’s text before he received Logan’s well he assumed that his girlfriend was busy hanging out with her nerds so the fact he didn’t get a text back didn’t bother him. He wasn’t real big on texting anyone he was more of the talking over the phone guy instead. Because if you talk over the phone he tend to hear the others’ emotion and that could give away so much more than simple words on a screen could.

Though did Trinity really think she was helping him out by telling him this? Well in a way she had because he knew where it all sprung from and yet he didn’t want to have to deal with snarky a** comments from someone about his sex life. He knew where it stood ad he knew sure as hell he wasn’t dried up in any sense of the word. Besides being to young for that... What he and Daiz did on there spare time was just that... Theirs. He didn’t have to go around spreading it. One was that Juvenile and the other was because it was also unnecessary for many reasons.. Because this was a text message she would have no problem forwarding at will not to mention whose to say that whatever he mentioned like “you’d like that wouldn’t you” or something else with more effect couldn’t be twisted to whatever way she’d like to use it. Thomas wasn’t going to text her back and the other message in his inbox (it was from Kaiser he just had this feeling). He was just going to sigh and ignore it all. Talking about people needing sense beat into them only caused a coarse snark to escape his lips, “Maybe you should rough it with the slut and see if that does anything. You know she needs the practice after all..” Referencing the slut and her new debut feature Tom didn’t care. He wasn’t going to watch it because he didn’t want her to get any endorsement from him at all. Not like she’d need it with all the men she was going to sleep with in it most notably the Rocker.. No plot, no point. Actually even without the ‘no plot’ thing there was still no point to it.

The moment he received Kaiser’s text he knew he wasn’t going to reply... The male was a nutcase possibly bipolar and that was all there was to it. First he sends one text and if you don’t reply another than ask as if his other text wasn’t sent. There were times like this were he had pondered just transferring to a different college the other was a nuisance plain and simple and his intelligence was that of a twig.. Not to mention his stability going from standing behind one view to another the flip-flopping motion of the male. It was annoying as all get out. Luckily it was his last year at the college and he’d finally get the diploma and badge in criminal justice he’d been working for.. All the years to come of paying a few loans off were going to be worth it and he can move somewhere far away from the German, maybe back to Boston? Anywhere but New York City and it’s Yankees... Do you know how it feels to oppose the Yankees and be in their territory during baseball season? Unnerving. But besides his favorite baseball team and their rivals. If you’re thinking he’s not thnking about his friend in his plan he is. See it’s a known fact Brad’ll be drafted (and if Tom is too, Hey he’ll take up the offer) and he’ll have to move out to whereever his home team is... And New York city does have the Jets but there are a bunch of other teams in other cities so whose to say the Jets would be his only offer. Well besides the point he just didn’t reply to Kaiser’s text the other was beyond all hope. “Right.” was all Tom had to say about reminding the foreigner of the band geek and his kid of a boyfriend.

So please hand me my cover and my soul,
I'll throw away every piece I own.
'Cause I believe if you need me to,
I'll risk my neck; I'll go down with you.
There's no line to what I would do,
Can I be your life 'cause I need you.

[streamline_queen]

c o l e b r o o k s

just leave with me now, say the word and we'll go
i'll be your teacher, i'll show you the ropes

Going into Starbucks in the morning was a hassle. It had always been a hassle and probably always would be. The ridiculous amounts of people that poured in during the morning hours made the small building stifling and Cole didn't especially like the atmosphere. It wasn't like any of the small, family owned coffee shops but the stigma was worth the price and commercialization. He was such a whore for social status, but it came with the territory. Popularity was a fickle beast indeed, something that he could not defeat. The fact that he had been accepted into the well-known jock group put him in a predicament, one that dictated a certain amount of class that he had to pretend to possess. As always, his order was a caramel frappacino, no whip, with extra caramel and one of those breakfast sandwiches that he had become so fond of. He brought it with him outside to sit under a huge umbrella and smoke. Lighting up a cigarette, he took a sip of the frappacino, watching teenage couples drink their overly sweetened drinks and sneak kisses, holding hands under the table. Around the time that these little ridiculous displays of affection began to irritate him, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Pulling it out, he read the message from his cousin, Qwerty. Awkward, naive, and reclusive, it was Cole's plan to pull him out of that, to make him more social. More important, to make him more of a man, or so he hoped.

well it's whatever works for you.
just let me know, i guess.

Sending the message to Qwerty, he set his phone on the table, his eyes falling on another couple. These two were, to say the least, beautiful. Her long, tan legs were stretched out over his knees, her shorts covering the bare minimum as her boyfriend with the great body and mop of blonde hair, gently stroked her legs, the two talking quietly, only inches from each other. He couldn't understand why she would be in so little clothing, with it being somewhat cold-ish outside, but it wasn't as though he was complaining. His phone vibrated just as he took a drag off his cigarette and he picked it up. It was from Kaiser, who put emphasis on the fact that he was doing a shoot with Bradley's ex-girlfriend, Melody. The girl was trouble, or so Cole thought. He'd watched the girl mercilessly tease his cousin, which was a surefire way to gain instant hatred. Like anyone else, he would have to admit that she was gorgeous and had a killer body, which was why he'd lately found himself considering leading her on, then dumping her a** as harshly as possible. At this point, he wasn't completely sure how he'd manage that, but he would find a way. Though not exactly what one would call cruel or vicious, Cole was intensely loyal to certain people, especially Qwerty, and would do anything to protect him. Even now, Kaiser was starting to fall under that category. The constant ragging on him by Bradley and Tom was getting, if anything, downright ridiculous. Amidst their general dislike for the foreigner, they consistently called him a Nazi, which made very little sense. It wasn't as though the German had anything against Americans, or not that he knew of. Pushing his phone open to reveal the keyboard, he typed out a response.

all right
i'm gonna "man up" my cousin a bit
he takes too much s**t from brad and tom
so i'll prolly be done when you're done with the shoot

Sending the message, he glanced over at the overly touchy couple and decided that it was best for him to go elsewhere before he caused some trouble. Couples could bring out the worst in him like nothing else, which he had never understood about himself. Running a hand through his hair, he left his empty plate on the table, grabbing his half full plastic cup. For now, the skate park was sounding promising. Once upon a time, he'd tried to start a friendship with Kevin, the skater, but his attempts had fallen on deaf ears. Kevin, apparently, had absolutely nothing to do with Cole and had no desire to be connected to him in any way. That was just fine with Cole but he had his ways of getting to people. He could be a real d**k when prompted and this was one of those times. Though he had absolutely no desire at all to get in her pants, Kevin's girlfriend was pretty cool and he wanted to get to know her. Of course, that meant that he was trying to make Kevin nervous, which was obviously working already. Sami had responded well to Cole being nice to her, seeing as he was overall, a pretty decent guy. However, he had a tendency to hold grudges, and Kevin had sealed that one for himself. Vengeance was sweet and the jealously would eat the other up, even if nothing was going on between the two.

Unlocking his car, he got in, rolling his windows down and starting toward the skate park. Then it occurred to him that asking if they would be there was probably a better plan. Last time they'd talked, Cole had sidled her phone number out of her, so shooting her a text would probably be best. Pulling out his phone and sliding it open, he selected Sami's number and typed up a message for her.

hey sami
you and kevin hitting the skate park today?

He sent this message, stopping his car when the slabs of hilly concrete were in sight. He parked his car and got out, lighting a cigarette. If Qwerty actually bothered to text him back to make some sort of plans that didn't involve shutting himself in a room with a television and a game console. It was sort of sad, really, that his cousin was so antisocial and inept. Then again, if someone else had made that sort of comment, he would have had a miniature b***h fit. That was his place and his place only. Just like he had probably made some joking mention of the Nazi jokes to Kaiser, not that he completely remembered. Sometimes he said the dumbest things without thinking first. Either that or he was drunk. But tonight was sounding promising for some more drinking and maybe some gambling. Pausing in his thought, inhaling on his cigarette, he considered forcing Qwerty to come with him. It could loosen him up. A little bit of alcohol and he could lose some morals to learn how to count cards. That would be genius. Pure genius.

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Alexis was about to punch the living lights out of this guy, who the hell does he think he is? He had to understand some sort of privacy, damn leave Chris alone he doesn't want to be bothered what the hell!? Was this a damn investigation? This was one of the reason Alex hates guys, they are just so damn annoying! What the hell is going on. Alex couldn't take this crap she just didn't have the patience for this type of crap. Alex couldn't believe the crap that was coming out of his mouth, how the hell did he know this? And what is he some type of stalker. The fact that he had seen them in high school had freaked Alex out completely. that meant this a*****e really is a damn stalker and that is just plain creepy. She also wondered who the hell read his papers that they were so interested in Chris and Justin's life, and the fight for that matter, people don't need to read that kind of stuff it was none of their business anyways. Alex was going crazy, she was getting tense and tired and angry at this jerk. "I need a damn smoke" she announced out loud. She was tired and had a crazy night not to mention she is still fighting the affects of a hangover. She received a two text messages from Serena and she was real glad, she wanted to see her sister. "hey guess what guys! Serena is coming!." she said out loud.

But it didn't seemed like anyone paid attention to her especially with the tension and the drama that was unfolding right in front of her. twenty seconds later Alexia watched as Chris got up and left the table threaten Demetrius and walk out. "probably to get a smoke or get some fresh air." thought Alex. As much as Alexia wanted to join Chris she decided to leave him alone and give him some space. If she were pissed she wouldn't want anyone near her either. Alexia decided she would finish the muffin and once she was done she would go out smoke a bit then leave and go somewhere where it wasn't so depressing. she definitely didn't want to go out. "So Olly what are you gunna be doin tuhday?" Alexia asked trying to have a conversation to brighten the mood. She smiled and took another sip from her coffee when she caught something from the corner of her eye. her mind and face went blank. No way it couldn't be... she thought to herself. But it was it was Mel, Alex's ex-girlfriend the girl she still loves and has hard time ripping her out of her heart. Alex was speechless she didn't even know what to do or say, just that she wished they could talk again. Half of her wanted to talk to her then the other half just didn't that was a great idea. She watched as Mel got her favorite coffee.

Alex's eyes were glued to Mel as if the whole world didn't exist and it was just her. She watched as Mel got her coffee to a sip and answered a few text messages. She was too busy with her own stuff Mel probably didn't even noticed Alex was there. Alexia fought with herself "maybe I should get up and talk to her?" she asked herself. She wanted to talk to her see how she was doing, what she was up to and how life was. Who was the new person she was seeing and if not would she come back to her. But Alexia didn't want to sound desperate, she would sound so stupid. She sat there and fought with herself until she decided she would just get up go over and talk to her. Even thought they aren't going out they are still friends. Alexia got up and was ready to walk over when she noticed Mel suddenly get up and get ready to go, Alex panicked seeing that Mel hasn't noticed her yet she didn't want her to see her so she turned around. hoping she wouldn't notice her. Mel definitely didn't she just walked out her coffee in one hand her eyes glued to her cell phone in the next hand. Alex took a deep breath and cursed herself for being such a wimp. It shouldn't be this hard to talk to someone you cared about but then way was she still standing here fighting herself. That's when Alexia decided it was time to go talk to her, so she went out the door and ran after her.

Alexia tried to call her name but couldn't she just couldn't find the courage to say her name out loud. She was scared and she was following her like an idiot. Mel would probably think she was a stalker. That's when Alexia stopped and let her walk away, she was probably headed out to work anyways, so she just let it be. Alex frowned again wishing things were different, she leaned near a building and punched the wall, cursing herself over and over. Alex then took a deep breath and look towards the sky. That's when her hands went to her back pocket and took out her cigarette pack. She took out a smoke put it between her lips and took her lighter out to light the end of it and took her first drag. After that she decided she would just text her. At least let her know she saw her right? There was no harm in that?
So then Alex took out her phone and texted Mel:

Hey Mel,
how are you?
I just saw you at the coffee shop
but your eyes were so glued to that
phone you didn't even notice me lol
well hope everything is fine
and that you are doing well.

Praty-freak
Alex
is out Peace!

After she pressed the send button on her phone Alex took a deep breath closed her phone and put it back in her back-pocket. She decided she would just finish her smoke and leave since there wasn't much she could do anyways. Besides everyone seemed busy or not really in the mood to do anything today.

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Demtrius smiled, he had to admit Trinity was one attractive woman, most guys are probably dying to be with her and have her all to themselves, not to say at times he didn't wish it was him. He would probably show her a few new things that she would never expect Demetrius to do. but he would never tell her that. there was a saying he liked that said don't let your mouth do all the talking but let you body show your actions. If he was probably given the time of day he would probably show Trinity what he meant. She was also very lucky because she was going to be in the movie production with shaant as well. One of his favorite singers! he would die if he could meet him personally. If he could he would've actually asked Trinity to take him to go meet Shaant but first of all he didn't want to sound crazy second, it was unprofessional and shaant would probably think he was stupid. But maybe if trinity was this close and around this area than that probably meant she was either going to work or meet up with Shaant. What are the chances in Demetrius accidentally bumping into Shaant? He would die of joy if he could just meet him for a moment. Maybe ask some questions it would be just great and perfect. Demetrius is just hoping that he will be able to meet Shaant real soon.

Just after he started talking to Trinity Chris had to come in and threatened him, threaten like he could ever do anything to him. Demetrius just chuckled, he wasn't afraid, being in this business he knew of the risks and dangers that came with it. and that wasn't enough for him to leave his profession. He knew what he would have to go trough which is why he also learned to defend himself, he took the basic courses of kick boxing. So he knew some things here and there, just in case he ever needed to defend himself he would be prepared. Demetrius wasn't a wimp and he wasn't going to let a little punk scare like that anyways. Right after Chris left Demetrius chuckles and smiled toward Trinity. "So where were we."he asked Trinity. After that he listened to her and chuckled. "Oh yes I forgot you liked things super sized. Forgive me." he told her sarcastically. "My my well this script must be very heated between the two of you. Which means this production might actually be the best, since it is being repeated so many times." It was very funny how she was so sarcastic. She was rude because if she were someone else he would of heard [******** rat." or something along those lines. But hey at least he got something out of her which is more that what other presses have on Trinity and Shaant's new production. Demetrius couldn't help but smile when she asked if he was a fan. "Is that apparent, well I guess my covers blown."he said as he noticed Mel walk in into the coffee shop.

My My was this a day full of celebrities and surprises, the most Demetirus had had in ages. He was loving this, and considered this to be one of the best days of his life. He made a mental note to continue coming to coffee shop because it seemed as though everyone came here. Even the celebrities. "Sorry I don't need to Jack-off I just feel bad that those guys are good enough for you, if you really want a wild ride, why don't you let me know and I'll show you." he told her with a smirk on his face. It was so funny how she was cocky and thought to be the princess of this world. like there was nobody good enough for her. Demetrius had to admit that did turn him on. He just had to prove he wasn't just any guy, that he was better. After a few minutes he heard her say she was leaving. He smiled at her last comment. "We can talk anytime you want, but our conversation might blow your mind away, and you might want me to come back."he told her as his smirk grew on his face. That’s when he watched her write her number on a napkin. He was enjoying actually this, maybe later on he might actually give her a call, it would be interesting to see were their conversation would lead to.

After that he watched as Trinity walked away and he looked around for Mel but noticed she left as well. He was amazed how quick she entered and left almost as if she were a ghost passing by. But he probably didn't see her because he was so focused on Trinity. Maybe if he got closer to Trinity Demetrius might be able to get a chance to meet Shaant. Then things would be completely perfect. Who knew, maybe things are starting to look from where Demetrius was standing. After a few minutes Demetrius bought himself a coffee and a doughnut and decided it was time to go home and catch up on his report for the day. He had lots of stories, he learned some new and interesting facts and on top of that he was probably going to be able to meet Shaant somewhere in the near future. Just as Demetrius got his order he decided he would go outside. He stopped when he noticed Cristal hugging trinity while crying. "This is intriguing" he thought as he raised an eyebrow and watched them. He laughed because it seemed Trinity didn't really want to be there. Demetrius knew Trinity wasn't the type of girl to affectionate and kind, her face showed it. He decided he would stay where he was at and watch them for a bit, see what he would learn and hear. The more information he got the better it is.
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I'll relapse again. xxxx
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I'm down to my own tricks, xxxx
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Right before going to take a shower, she told him that she wanted to see him skate and to think on the idea. She had no clue that he was already thinking about it. When they were laying down and he said that he could skip, she kind of took it as he didn't want to go to the skate park. Sami wouldn't make him do anything, this was his day and he got to choose almost everything that they did. As long as he enjoyed himself today that's all that mattered to her. She was content just sitting around the apartment watching infomercials for all she cared. If that's what he wanted to do, she was damn sure that they would crack jokes and whatnot the whole time they were on. She didn't need to go out and impress anyone. She didn't need to impress him and he didn't need to impress her. She could be around Kevin all day, doing practically nothing and still be entertained. They just went really well together. When Sami was off to do her daily cleaning of the body, she wondered what he would decide on. She really liked the idea of being able to see what he was practicing so hard at. Regardless, she knew that she would never be able to do what he did, so she always thought that he was amazing at what he did. He was just an amazing person in general. At least she thought so.

It didn't really take her long at all to get ready for the day. She did all the necessary things and when she was done in the room, she grabbed her socks and went and made herself comfortable on the couch. When she went about yelling through the apartment, it wasn't really that far to be quite frank. She asked Kevin what she needed to ask him and then he laid down on the couch... kind of. She was half sitting down and half laying. She blamed the awkward position on the couch. When he started to yell back, she about looking at the direction he was coming from. Hearing him say that the decision wasn't hard to make, she was curious as to what he wanted to do. When he explained his idea for the plans, she understood everything... except why they would be stopping at her store. She was trying to avoid her store today. Lord knows that if she got caught in her store, they wouldn't be able to just up and leave. Maybe he wanted to give her time to check on the store to make sure that everything was in order? She personally didn't even want to think about it at the moment. Yes, she had worked very hard to accomplish and get what she currently had, but at the same time, this was her day to relax. If something was wrong in the store, Sami wouldn't be able to just leave. She would want to stay there until it was solved completely.

The taco and kfc response made her chuckle. She didn't mind it either. She just thought it was funny that he said something like that. Where as the prep girls might have seen that as gross or unromantic, Sami just didn't really care. Food was food (for the most part). "Sounds great babe" she said with a smile. She didn't ask about why he wanted to stop by the shop for the simple fact that he probably wouldn't tell her anyways. She would just figure it out when they got there. No biggie. When he asked her if she wanted to start walking now, she smiled and then got out of her awkward sitting thing that she was doing on the couch and then she stretched as he continued to talk. He mentioned something about the football game and wanting to skip it to hang out with her. Personally, Sami didn't even remember the football game existed. She had been so caught up with work that it didn't even register in her plans... ever. Yes she knew about it, Basil had told her a while back about his boyfriend being in the band. She never gave an answer (or much thought for that matter) if she would go or not. Maybe it was a good thing that she didn't, because she really didn't want to go to the game either. She didn't really care for football or anything. She never was able to comprehend how the game was played.

She could tell that he was ready to go by the way that he was standing there. As she went about grabbing one of her jackets and her tote bag, she answered back to his suggestion "Well, personally I totally forgot about that game... not to mention I don't understand football anyways. So I'm totally down with skipping out" She said with a smile. When the two were off, Sami locked the door to their apartment and then started to walk beside him. Him skating wasn't odd to her. She still held his hand anyways. He was a hell of a lot taller than her (or so she thought) and the board added a couple more inches. She didn't care about being shorter or anything, it was just the fact that she was even shorter now than normal. She didn't know how he was able to skate so slow. Sure, Sami had learned to walk faster seeing as her legs were so short, but still, it seemed as though he was skating at the rate of a snail. He wasn't complaining, therefore she wasn't going to worry. As the two walked, they just talked like normal. Sami wasn't even aware of how Corey was brought up into the situation, but she was. When Kevin asked about what happened with her, Sami couldn't help but to just chuckle. She loved Corey to death, but sometimes that girl was a bit much. That also reminded her that she should text the pink-haired female.

Sami chuckled before she told Kevin about what happened "Well, last night Chris conveniently broke up with her at the party, so that was why I was with her all last night." She told him. She didn't even want to get into the conversation about Corey being pregnant. That was still kind of a shocker for her. She just thought that the whole idea of children were a bit much... especially now. She had enough worry at trying to keep her relationship healthy and running a business. She also didn't say anything to Kevin about it for the fact that she didn't know what he would say or if he even cared to know. Who knew? Maybe he would just shrug it off or maybe he would flip out (she was his friend at one point) but yeah. She just didn't bring it up. Kids were a topic that didn't really need to be dabbled in right now. As the two continued to talk, somehow Sami got on the topic of her store. She spent a lot of time there, but seriously, she loved that place. Sometimes it got to the point that she considered it her second home. There had been a few occasions (mainly just when the store started) where she had spent the night at the building. As the time went on from when her store opened though, she was able to spend more time away from it.

Sami had only been to this place once or twice, so she didn't really remember what it looked like or anything... she could tell that they were close though. Kevin started to speed up and it was almost to the point where she couldn't keep up. She was already trailing behind him. She couldn't help but to laugh a little. She thought it was cute as hell. He was so excited. It made her grin like no other. As they got to the skate park, Sami heard her phone go off. She looked around for a second before realizing that it was her phone that was going off. She looked in her tote bag as Kevin was asking what she wanted to see first, She couldn't see her phone right away so she just ignored it and decided she would get it when she sat down. It took her a second to register what he asked her, but when it made sense to her she smiled "Why not just start with the basic drills and then you can impress me with all the stuff that you can do that I've never seen you do before" She said with a grin and a wink. She just wanted him to do what he did. Not to mention that if he did anything, she would be amazed because she couldn't ever do that stuff. Even if she wanted to try, she knew that she couldn't. Her department was more so just fashion. That's why she stuck to what she knew best.

When the two got into the skate park, Sami was surprised but at the same time she wasn't. There really was no one there. That kind of threw her off. She looked around for somewhere she could sit and still be able to see Kevin all over the skate park. Seeing as they were the only ones there, it wasn't really that difficult. When Kevin was off, she took a seat on the edge of one of the bowls. She didn't see any harm in it. She knew that Kevin wasn't going to hurt her, not to mention that she was able to see him amazingly from where she was sitting. As he was off doing his thing, she was watching him, but she was also digging around in her tote bag for her phone. It took a few seconds, but when she found it, she pulled it out of her bag "victory!" She said out loud. She closed out he alert by accident and went to the menu and to her text messages and saw that the message had been from Cole. When Sami met him, he seemed nice enough. He dropped by the store and they started talking. She had found out that he was Kevin's rival in the X-Games. She had no real intention of becoming friends with Cole, but he was nice enough to talk to here and there.

Morning Cole! Yeah, we're actually
here now. Are you gonna come by
today?
-Sami

She sent the response back and then looked back up to see Kevin doing his thing. She went to the menu again and opened a fresh message. She had remembered that she was going to text Corey. She didn't know what would happen from this message, but she really just wanted to spend today with Kevin. She set her hands in her lap as she watched Kevin and tried to think of what to write. She figured she'd just wing the message. She promptly started to type a message to Corey:

Hey babe, hope you slept well. Sorry
I bailed last night. Got a little
homesick. How are you feeling today
hun? <3
-Sami

She felt that the message was enough and not too much. Pleased with herself, she pressed 'SEND' and then started to look around at all that was there. She didn't understand how someone could do so much with just a skateboard and a few pipes and rails and bowls. It was the same way with Sami, just her specialty was clothes, although she didn't see it that way.

[mokiepuppymaster]

You say the STRIP'S already rolling :: And the BEDROOM is the set
I hope you know your LINES :: 'cause one TAKE is all we get
you go hit the LIGHTS:: I'll set up the CAMERA
Let's get to the ACTION!!!

STELLENA [[TRINITY]] RIVERA
Jealousy can make a b***h; But haters make me *Famous*.
This Bunny doesn't mind being Tagged 'SluT'

When Cristal finally released her, Trinity couldn't help but take back a single step, furrowing her brows towards what was bothering her friend. Sure Cristal wasn't constantly happy like Mercedes, but she had bubblier moments than both Trin and Mel; maybe that's why she felt a bit of concern slip within her. She just wasn't the type that was good at showing it. From the way Cristal was acting, you'd think she was dumped or something, though last time Trinity checked she wasn't officially dating anyone. Well, she couldn't have Cristal calling herself a drama queen. "Here," the female voiced as she soon handed her muffin to the other girl, "Maybe nibbling on something will help calm you down." Or more so she wanted to keep Cristal busy before the long rant could fully be formed in her mind. That was one thing Cristal typically did. If she was upset, then she may seem speechless, but it wouldn't last long. She knew that her friend could talk for hours if she was unhappy with how things were turning out. If Trin was going to say much of anything, then it had to be when her mouth was busy.

She loved Ali, she truly did, she just wasn't the best when it came to advice. But before she could do anything, she had to understand what was going on. "Are you calm?" she finally asked, when the other girl hesitantly nodded, Trinity drew out her cellphone and scrolled down her contacts until she located Mercedes. She glanced over towards Cristal, she seemed like she was debating whether not to snack on the muffin. Most likely a figure sort of thing. "One muffin isn't going to kill you," Trinity simply said as she opened up the window, and texted to Cedie:

Cristal's upset, I think
it's Chris related. Who
knows? Where are you?
Maybe you could do better
at cheering her up than me?
xxxTrin

Once the message was sent, she saw that she still had a few texts in her inbox, but didn't want Cristal to start labeling her as being neglectful. So for now, she went ahead and put her phone away and offered the blonde her full attention. "Okay, answer without words. Is this Chris's fault?" she started to ask and stared at her friend waiting for some sort of responce. When Cristal seemed to be unsure about how to answer, Trinity decided to rephrase her question. "Is it anyway at all, Chris related?" This time she was able to actually get her to nod. Just as Trinity figured. Truth be told, she really didn't see why Cristal even bothered with that guy. He wasn't all that attractive. He was just some guy who typically dated girls as grudgy as himself, finally managed to snag a prep, bringing him to think that he must be some sex-god. Then again, a lot of boys had that sort of issue, didn't they?

Even that guy in the coffeeshop. Shoot, what was his name? Was it terrible that she never asked him for it back then? Maybe, but she figured if he wanted her to remember him, then he should have introduced himself. For now in her mind she wanted to refer to him as Mr. Gentleman. Well, she wasn't even sure of that, because it was close to the end that he was obviously hitting on her. He wasn't even trying to be descrete about it. Perhaps it was his sarcasm that brought her to actually be interested though? The way he would smirk and mentioned that he'd be a wild ride for her. Yeah, he had her attention. Which was interesting because Trinity often a strick ******** policy. Mr. Gentleman was fairly different. He was cute. But cute was not the deciding factor for her. For her a guy had to have attitude, looks, a nice car, and decent job. But the most important thing of all was that they couldn't disappoint in the bedroom. And even after that, she wasn't planning on settling down. He should consider himself lucky that she was even still thinking about their conversation. It meant that he must have been doing something right.

Finally she said, "If Chris is upsetting you, then don't bother with him, easy as that." Cristal should have realized that there were more guys out there. What Trinity felt her was her friend's problem, was that she was letting a boy control how she felt about herself. She needed to remember that she was the one that was the catch, not the other way around, and if he didn't her attention, she'd give it to someone else. Still her friend seemed...sad, so Trinity continued, "Is there anyone else that you've been curious about? Even just a little?" Why was Cristal not thinking hard enough? To keep herself from losing her patience with the other she sipped her coffee, and decided to just sneak a peak at her text message that she hadn't replied to. Melody. Well, the message wasn't anything that needed to really be replied to, and it wasn't like she needed to tell the girl that Cristal was having guy issues. Chances were that the blonde was already starting her shoot, she wouldn't see the message until later. She might as well just tell her later.

"What about Tom?" she suggested, but then remembered back in highschool when Tom was suggested, and Cristal never seemed to have any luck. Besides, the more Trin thought about it, the more she was tempted to keep Tom for herself. So she shook her head and thought a bit harder this time. Cristal seemed to be more interested in those guys with the more punkish/scene look to them. After all, out of the multiple guys she had dated, she seemed to be the most attached to Oliver and Chris. Maybe that was her 'type'? A little shallow minded in Trin's opinion, but she wasn't going to argue with it. She already came to terms that she had better taste in guys than all of her friends. Then that's when someone came to mind. "What about---," she stopped when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She slightly glanced over, and there was Mr. Gentleman watching them. She wondered how long he had been there.

She'd play around with this. so she turned her attention once more to Cristal and moved closer so she tug a strand of Cristal's hair behind her ear. "Cristal, you're too pretty for him, why don't you go after someone like...like Devin? Kelvin--- whatever his name is. You know that skater? Sure he's dating Sami, but that's never stopped you before..." It amused Trinity to no end when Cristal set her eyes on taken guys. Perhaps because it made her feel better about herself. Sure Cristal vowed that she would never go after a guy that one of her friends had called dibs on, but Trin didn't believe that. It was almost like she was corrupting the other, but at least it'd bring back her confidence. Perhaps Trinity wondered what it would have been like if Cristal worshipped the ground she walked upon, rather than Melody. What if she were her little Princess? "Or, what about Mr. Gentleman over there?" this time Trinity actually glanced fully towards the direction Demetrius had been in. "Unless you're too busy to play with us," she smirked towards the boy, figuring he was listening anyways. She figured this would be good for the Princess. Sex always cheered her up anyways.

We goin' REWIND :: Go one MORE time
Play back our LOVE :: On the WIDE screen
Baby don't STOP until I say cut :: Camera's off, CAMERA's out
KEEP it rollin' :: No body DOUBLE needed
'cause I do all the STUNTS on my own

✖✖✖✖

[midgetminion]

Listen, now I'm only gonna break your heart and shatter and spatter it all into little, itty, bitty pieces

Bradley Anderson
★ ★ ★I know you want me baby★ ★★
The Football Star

______________________________________________________________________________
Whether or not you get it all together then its finders keepers and losers weepers

Hearing Tom say that he figured Logan would simply be expecting to make-out and more made Brad reach out a hand to the side and shove his friend in the arm saying, "Do you really think that I wanna think about that?" Yes, the weightlifter could have easily gone into more detail, however, it was still just enough for the football star to develop an unwanted mental image. The tomboy simply wasn't a girl that he enjoyed picturing naked. She was way too rough around the edges for his taste. But on the bright side, at least it didn't seem like the type to be quick to settle down. Well, you know, with the whole marriage subject. Yes, he was trying to make a multiple year relationship continue to work, which already made the red flags of Bradley's mind fly, but he wasn't trying to propose yet. Oh God, the jock didn't want to think of the fact that his buddy could want to actually tie the knot with Logan.

Bradley simply knew that he wouldn't want to think about getting married since he knew that if an impending divorce because of unfaithfulness sprung up, that the girl may be trying to get some money out of him. You know, playing the gold digger card. Then again, there were those prenups that he could always get, but he still did not want to think of a time when he would have to be thinking in terms of expected to be with someone "till death" and any other vows that could be rubbed in his face. Either way, he had a feeling that he would surely piss off his wife at one point of time or another. Even Tom knew what his could easily be, since he compared him to Tiger. "I'm actually trying to cut down on the pychotic bitches I date," he smirked, guessing that Thomas knew he was referencing Melody. Yeah, he considered her on the crazy side since she did all of that, and they weren't even engaged. So he hated to think about how she would be after she had a band on her finger. "Reasons why Melody never needs to get married," he joked.

Then again, maybe Brad was just horrible when it came to commitment in a relationship. He usually needed someone on the side to feed his help feed his huge, sexual appetite. That's where Trinity came in...which is why he didn't understand why the girl would even consider the idea that he could actually be anything but straight. I mean, sure, she could have just been acting as the messenger, but she never mentioned that she didn't believe it. And Tom even made a good point. Even if she didn't believe, there was the chance that she still told other people. The question now was, how many more people heard these lies. Now, all the jock could think of was how much he really wanted to hurt the German. Which made bribing the other team even more tempted. But alas, Brad knew they couldn't do that. "You don't know how badly I wish we could," Brad sigh, pinched the brim of his nose with his thumb and index finger, before rubbing his whole hand down his face. "But we can't risk them trying ta turn it around and disqualify us. We have a perfect season to keep up," he reminded. It was nice thought though, and made a smile come to his face as he pictures Kaiser being carried off the field with some season ending injury.

Then there was the idea of just sexing up Trinity to make her work a little harder at making sure no one even thought to believe the loud mouthed foreigner. "I might have to try that," he shrugged, yet knew that he would have to stop blaming the female if he wanted to sleep with her. He could do angry sex sometimes, but if he kept thinking that she could be working with Kaiser, then he wouldn't want anything to do with her. 'Wait, there's no way Kaiser could've accomplished this- he's a joke, and everyone knows it,' he recalled. In fact, he wasn't shocked that Rene hadn't even replied to his text yet. It was probably for the best. After all, the guy most likely knew that as soon as Bradley found out where he was, he was going to be coming from blood. Just as this thought came to his mind, the young adult received a text message.

The first person who he figured it was from was Trinity, however, instead, it was from the Bobby-guy. Reading it, he immediately remembered who he was. V-neck, yeah, it was all coming back to him. He had seen him at the club as well, and recalled him saying something about his ride being ******** up. He was asking what it would take for a ride, since he didn't have money. Well, there was always the chance he could be his personal lackey. You know, do those random tasks that typically where given to newbies who wanted in the fraternity. He was going to reply, however saw he had a new text, from Trinity, and dubbed it more important. After all, the girl was the only person that was giving him information on what was going on at the moment. Yeah...she was hitting on him, that was obvious, which made sleeping with her seem even more possible. He didn't want to admittedly say thank you, but he figured he did owe her something, so he text the slut back.

I guess I do owe you one
When are you free?

He didn't tag his name since it wasn't necessary. Now he just had to wait fr a reply. Ugh, but as soon as it was sent, he realized that he could have easily asked Trin where Kaiser was. Well, surely she would reply soon. Bradley just didn't expect it to be instantaneously, which is what it seemed like, since he suddenly received another text. Okay, this was slightly becoming annoying. But he looked to see who it was from regardless. Bobby V-neck. Apparently he got his ride, which meant no lackey for him. Oh well. It wasn't like it was extremely necessary. Just as a long reply wasn't needed. The only thing he send back to the younger one was a simply K. Though now, he definitely knew that he was sick of wasting time. "I'm heading out for some fast food," he announced, glancing back at Tom. He moved to grab his coat, which was on a rack by the door and threaded his arms through the sleeves. As he was about to reach for the door, his phone vibrated with a short chime again. Looking at it was his other hand made sure he had his keys, he saw that it was from Kaiser. Instantly, his brows narrowed as he walked out into the cold. He didn't even shiver when the chilling wind hit him due to the annoyance he was feeling as he read the message. It wasn't that he still liked Melody, but more so that she was his ex and Kaiser was trying to pick up his leftovers. What pissed him off the most was the line about Tom. Okay, the guy was going too far. Though he did make the mistake of letting on hints about his location. He mentioned being photographed, and Bradley knew exactly where the studio was that Mel did a lot of her modeling work at. Smirking to himself, he thumbed in a reply to the German as he walked along the pathway to his car.

Guess what german is
about to have my foot
up their a**

was all the other got out of him. Brad, shoved the cell back into his coat pocket as he started up his car, then pulled out of the driveway rather quickly. Words could not describe how much Kaiser irked him. Honestly, he wished that the roads were icy or he would have been speeding even more than he already was.

If you fall for me I'm not easy to please. I might tear you apart. Told you from the start, I'm only gonna break, break ya, break, break ya heart.

_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Now I may not be the worst but the best and you gotta respect my honesty. And I may break your heart, but I don't really think there's anybody's as bomb as me.

[Faffleopoly]

Mana Eilam Wynden
The Bandgeek

Don't resent me, and when you're feeling...
empty Keep me in your memory.

Mana watched his phone quietly, he had turned of his computer after the last call, and he was pretty much prepared to leave. He had on a pair of faded skinny jeans, a pair of black converse, a dark gray shirt with a saxophone o the front, and a black zip up hoodie over that. His hair was fixed and somewhat stlyled as he always had. Straighten and style. The brand of the gay, the emo, and the weird. He liked it. His roommate was on the phone, he wasn't exactly 'friends' with the guy, but whenever he got in a 'mood' where doing nothing was problem he would clean and cook, and as far as the guy was concerned it was nifty to have a gay roommate. Part of Mana was glad to be of use however small, the guy always said 'thank you', but they were roommates so it was more than likely he was just trying to keep a civil living environment. Gays were uncharted ground for most people. A woman scorned was a force to be reckoned with, then what was a gay. Inside they were more female than male--in stereotype--and on the outside they were guys. So, what were they really? How would they react. Stuff like that. If there was anything Mana had ever thanked his being gay for it was good roommate relations. Except he really wanted, dreamed, and yearned, to live with Basil. His boyfriend was everything to him, and Mana didn't go out with people on a whim. While Basil wasn't his first man, Mana had only ever been with 3 others, and none of them as serious as this. Well, one of them was, because Mana wasn't a virgin when he started with Basil, but the guy had broken it off shortly before graduation, they'd only been together for six months, so Mana wasn't completely crushed by it... He had never felt for anyone like he did for the writer. If this was love, he was happy to know what it felt like. If not... He never thought about it... Okay, he did, but never for long. He had ways of giving himself a head ache my thinking too much for too long about simple things that should mean nothing, but meant everything. He started out o his thoughts as his phone buzzed and he flipped it open his heart pounding in his throat, mouth suddenly dry.

Everything sunk, and even the world around him seemed to get grayer. Figures... The only time he's waiting with great anticipation for his boyfriend's next text is the time his spaztic father--the only other person to really call him--has to say hello for the first time in months. He put the phone to his ear with a disappointed sigh. "Hey dad. Hmmm? Yeah, I'm good, I was just waiting on something... Nonono! You're not disappointing! I was just a little busy..." busy waiting for someone to text him. He liked his father calling to talk to him, and he didn't want him feeling like his calling was disappointing just because he had been a little disappointed this time. "mmmm, school's great, band's fine... You'll be at the football game later tonight, right... NO WAY! I would never play! That's just crazy I's be crushed to death... uh... hold on, I'mma put you on speaker cause I'm waiting on a text, and that way I can talk and text at the same time...Oh, you want to go... Alright, talk to you later. Yes, I love you too dad... " He sighed, he was gay, yes, but not gay enough for this not to be embarrassing. "Hugs and kisses, mua. Bye." He shut the phone to end the call and put his hand over his face. He just wished his father would be a little less out there. His roommate was looking at him funny with a slight smirk and he gave the guy a dead pan stare, neither annoyed, or offended, just a sort of 'and your point is...?' His roommate looked away. Well, even if he couldn't win the war against the jocks or the party goers or anyone else, he could still at least best his roommate int a staring contest. Mana got up with his phone in his hand and grabbed a bottle of water, and opened it. Digging in his food drawer he pulled out a crystal light packet of dehydrated flavoring and sugar. He opened it and pourd it in the bottle changing the color to red. Raspberry. He closed the lid and shook the bottle vigorously throwing the singles pack in the trash and closing the drawer, all the while managing to keep his phone in his hand.

He had the bottle open, and was just about to take a sip when his phone went off in his hand. He looked at the phone slightly surprised, and pulled the bottle from his lips swallowing what was in his mouth and licking the excess liquid off his lips. He didn't even put the lid on and balanced the lid between his fingers in the same hand as his phone as he flipped it open. His fave brightened and the world seemed so grand as his boyfriend's name appeared on the screen, and he opened the text. As geeky as he was, he could still be suave one handed with a cell. Blame it on dexterous musician fingers. He went and sat on his bed as he read the message absently placing the bottle between his legs and using his now free hand to carefully take the cap from his other hand and screw it on. Even before the lid was on the bandgeek's brows furrowed. He's walking...? He glanced up tightening the lid to prevent leaking even as his eyes stared through the window at the drizzle outside. In that? Did he want to avoid Mana that badly? That he would walk in that... no he wanted to see him, that's why this 'date' was happening, right? So he was alking in that to see him, to be with him. Did he forget that Mana had a car? Or did he hate that car so much he had to walk. If so then why, was it because it was old, or it smelled bad, it didn't smell bad... He used air fresheners and fabreeze and stuff... Woah, wait, step back. Who was to say there was anything wrong...? Right. He had to think positive, maybe. No no maybes, just stop thinking about. He pressed the reply button, and this is where it got tricky. One of these days he'd get a phone with a full key pad. It was one of his greatest wishes, or rather, material wishes.

You're walking? In this weather?
I could come pick you up?... Or are you already on the way?
Never know how fast the service is in this weather.
I'll pick you up if I see you.
We can ride back together.

One Life To Live-Mana

He wasn't sure that was what he had wanted to say, but he hit send anyway, his brain in a freeze frame. He slid the phone into the pocket of his hoodie and checked his other pocket for his keys. They jangled merrily at him, a reassuring sound, he wouldn't get locked out. Which would be bad, especially since he was never sure when his roomie would be in or out. He walked down the hall in his own little world his door clicking softly shut behind him. The halls were busy, thriving, but he ignored most everyone unless they almost ran him over or fall right in front of him, which happened on occasion. He exited the building and walked to his car, it wasn't near, but it wasn't far. The cold shilled him, but like most everything he ignored it, a necessary evil he had long since ceased to care about unless it got worse, or he had to walk out in it for more than the 2-5 minutes it took to locate his car. Mana shut the car door and put on his seat belt before putting the key in the ignition. He was a good driver, safe. He'd gotten his license at sixteen, had totaled his first car at the same age. The last car had been worse than this one, and the accident was not his fault. One of his many bully friends hat ran him off the road when they were drunk.He never learned who it was. He ran a hand through his soft brown hair, but made sure it dropped in the right style as he maneuvered out of the parking lot and onto the street. He was at the diner in a couple of minutes. He put the stick-shift 1982 Honda, and looked at the diner. He couldn't see Basil yet. Opening the door and pulling up his hood once more he exited the vehicle stuffing the keys in his pocket and walked to the overhang at the front of the building content to wait. He scanned the place through the window before turning around with a small sigh and leaning against the wall looking around with his hands in his pockets. He couldn't wait until he saw the writer. He missed him, and the anticipation made him antsy. He caught sight of a familiar rainbow umbrella in the gray drizzle and stood up walking to the edge of the overhang smiling and waving his hand to get Basil's attention. Great, now their date could begin!

Leave out all the rest

[midgetminion]

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S0 D33P 7HA7 !7 D!DN'7 3V3N BL33D & CA7CH M3||

Basil Leone
reporting for the
New York Times
The Writer

||! N33D S0M37H!NG 3LS3- W0ULD S0M30N3 PL3AS3 JUS7 G!V3 M3|| H!7 M3, KN0CK M3 0UT & L37 M3 G0 BACK 70 SL33P|| ! CAN LAUGH-- ALL ! WANT !NS!D3,
! S7!LL AM 3MP7Y|| S0 D33P 7HA7 !7 D!DN'7 3V3N BL33D & CA7CH M3||

As Basil made his way down the New York sidewalk, his shoulders remained tense as if it would make his warmth stay with him for a bit longer. Why had he chose to walk when he was extremely aware of the fact that Mana owned a car? Well, because he figured that he needed to thinking time. He was hoping to by himself some time before he actually talked with his boyfriend. Mainly because his head was still rather confused. Honestly, he didn't even know why he was doubting his relationship. Could he really blame Mana for any of this? 'No, it's my fault,' crossed his thought as his free hand that hugged himself clenched his arm. It would be a lie to say that Basil hadn't been busy with work a lot more than lately. It wasn't like he could simply ignore his deadlines, but he hated that it meant not having a lot of one on one time with he other. Then, when he was with him, his head was typically in another place. Basil was beginning to think that he wasn't being fair at all to Mannie. So of course he wasn't going to burden him with given him a ride as well. Walking was just the better option...whether his face and toes wanted to believe it or not.

Goodness, how long had he been walking? As his left hand continued to hold firmly onto the umbrella, the writer stopped hugging himself to retrieve his cell from his pocket to check the time. Upon doing so, he noticed he had some new texts. Part of him didn't seem surprised that he hadn't realized that they had came? Why, because along with his light shivering, and vibration wouldn't have phased him. Let's see, three new messages. Clicking into them, he saw that the first once was from Mana, which didn't surprise him. Possibilities of what the text would read off flew through his mind, but he knew he wouldn't know for sure until he clicked into the message. Doing so, he sucked in his bottom lips, seeing the first line. He knew the other would want to do the nice thing of supplying a ride, but Basil figured since he was already half way there, it wouldn't be necessary. However the idea of riding back didn't sound too bad, especially because of the fact that he was pretty sure he couldn't feel his toes anymore. Glancing down at his feet, he attempted to wiggle them from inside of his shoe, however they only moved slowly. Looking back to the glowing screen the twenty-two year old started to reply, even though his thumb moved rather slowly in the text back to the band geek.


Honestly, it's fine. I'm
nearly half way there.
Besides, in a strange way
walking is refreshing! So
/uUntil we meet again. . .

Live::Learn::Laugh::Basil


With that out of the way, the brunette hoped that Mana wouldn't think oddly of it. Well, he figured he would have to wait until they got to the diner to find out. In the mean time, he realized that texting, though it took longer than usually due to cold fingers, took him mind off of the weather. So who was next? A text from Corey. Yet, before he actually clicked into it, he found himself wiping some of the drizzle off of the screen of his cell onto hoodie. "Let us see," he mumbled to himself hoping to keep his lips from going numb as well. As his hazel eyes trailed over the message, a smile started to form. He always loved compliments about his writing, especially because there were times when he felt insecure about it. After all, his boss wasn't the type of guy who handed out pats on the back very often. He was lucky to receive a 'good job' any time he turned in an article. Then again, he tended to be his worst critic at times. It was something he knew he needed to work on, just like his apparent worrying issues. Even Corey could spot them, but it couldn't be helped. He was mainly concerned about the female because most people weren't able to be happy after their boyfriend breaks up with them at a club. It happened last night, so he wasn't sure if the girl was merely in denial, or if she was truly getting over her baby's daddy.


Thanks for the flattery,
and no worries, Corey, my
lips are sealed. Though I
can't promise my concern
will vanish as easily. Just
hang in there, since the
heart heals 1 beat at a time.

Live::Learn::Laugh::Basil


He really hoped that his words would help the Scene queen. Honestly, her situation was so bizarre. Basil would not have imagined something like a pregnacy would have been able to be kept form someone for so long. Especially when you live with said person. Well, this was a matter that time would answer those important questions of what will happen next. For now, he had but one text to go. It was from Kevin. Switching his gaze to the stores he was passing, he saw that he only had about a block to go. Awesome! He was almost there. Replying to the message may actually take up the remainder of his walk, which was good news for him. So he quickly scanned his eyes over the message once, and then once more to make sure he read it right. Was Chris the father? Well, that had been what Basil was assuming, however he couldn't help but remember that there was another guy. She had a fling with Kaiser when Cristal was dating Chris. He didn't know how intimate her relationship was with the other, but he wouldn't put it passed the scene queen to have slept with the German male to get back at her ex. Not that he wanted to insult his friend, but he knew she could do some pretty bitchy things. Or maybe she was just seduced? After all, Kaiser could seem like a nice guy when he wanted to. At least he had assumed he was nice when he helped Mana out over the summer. Yet, now, he seemed to gain back his arrogance. Then again, maybe it was just an act for the rest of the jocks? No way he would fake niceness for an entire summer, would he?

Either way, this didn't solve the question of who the baby belonged to. Surely Corey would know, but he didn't want to offend her by asking. Instead, he simply returned his thoughts to the text at hand. He had a feeling that Kevin was genuinely sorry about not talking to Core a lot. Basil didn't think it made the other a bad friend at all, just a guy. Sure, he was a guy as well, but Kevin was straight, which probably made this whole ordeal more awkward for him. Even though the other was heterosexual, the writer had never let that change the way he had treated the other. Truth be told, he didn't see why people thought it was hard for straight and gay guys to be friends with no strings attached. Sure, there were times where he had to remember to dial himself down, simply because he didn't want to make the other uncomfortable, or worry Sami. Besides, they were both taken people so he would never try anything. Well, he had thought about it at one point or another, but everyone has random thoughts about their friends occasionally- at leats that was what he told himself. After all, this was Kevin, the guy willing to break up a wedding to make sure he didn't lose the designer. The two seemed like quite the serious couple which made Basil wonder how all of this baby business made Sami feel. 'I wouldn't be surprised if Kev thought about this.' crossed his thoughts since it was no secret that the skater's girlfriend was Corey's main support.


Truth be told, I don't
have the slightest clue.
I assumed, but I never
factored in Kaiser. Well,
that's awkward. So how is
Sami taking all of the
baby business? Hopefully
it hasn't sparked any ideas.
Reasons why I love being gay.

Live::Learn::Laugh::Basil

He couldn't help but add in that last line. Besides, even though he wouldn't mind helping Corey out if it came to it, part of him didn't know how he would handle the idea of being pregnant. Girls definitely drew the short straw when it came to that little curse. The most he had to worry about when it came to a condom breaking would be an STD, yet he doubted that he had to worry about any of that from Mannie. After all, he was the only guy he had ever slept with before. Was it considered pathetic that out of the twenty-two years he had been living, he had only one sexual partner? Hopefully not. Even though he knew that it seemed the majority of people were losing their virginity in high school, and then rarely stayed with that person after they graduated- at least not exclusively. "What a sad day it'll be if romance ever dies," he said through stiffly frozen lips as his cell phone found its way back into the safety of his hoodie pocket. Looking up, he saw that he arrived at his destination. Well, at least he was practically there. And guess what, he even saw Mannie standing at the overhand waving at him. 'He beat me?!" he thought to himself, feeling rather embarrassed now. At least the heat that flooded to his cheeks helped to warm his slightly tanned skin. Not wasting another second, Basil picked up his pace to reach his boyfriend.

Swiping his tongue of his lips to warm them, Basil moved his umbrella more to the side so he could offer the band member a hug as he asked,"I didn't have you waiting long, did I, Mannie?" He would feel rather stupid if he was beat by very a long time. It would only prove that he should have simply sucked it up and taken the ride to begin with. Whatever the other answered, Basil still found himself going inside of the diner, closing and shaking his umbrella out- after he made sure Mannie wasn't in the way- then moved in fully. Now they just needed a seat. Basil's eyes trailed to an empty booth, which seemed like a good spot. They were cozier than normal chairs, so he figured they would be comfortable there. Sliding into the booth, he looked back at Mana, offering a sheepish smile, "Sorry all of this was short notice- I just...wanted to hang out before I had another assignment." It wasn't like he was lying, he just wanted telling the whole truth. Oh great, now he had no idea how to tell the other what he had been talking to Kevin about. Pushing his hood back so his shoulder length brown hair wasn't as hidden, combing the cold strands to the side as he continued, "More specifically, it's been an eternity since we've had uninterrupted one-on-one time." It was an exaggeration, but Basil figured Mana would get what he was talking about. "At least I can be sure I'll see you again tonight at the game," he added folding his forearms on the surface of the table. Oh great, what if he seemed like he was rambling? Hopefully not, though it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous.


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[rajio_obake]

Shaant Penningway Owens

Situations are i r r e l e v a n t now.
She loves the xxxxxxway that I tease,
I love the way that she breathes

I touched her ooh, she touched my ahhh, it was the craziest thing.
I love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me.

As Shaant walked around the hotel room he found a half empty/full/whatever beer can and picked it up with the full intent on finishing it off despite it’s flatness.. But it slipped from his hands and it was too late it stained the carpet. The Rockstar snapped his fingers and shook his head to everyone else it may’ve looked like he was actually disapointed... When actually he was just joking around Shaant inhaled, shook his head one last time, then shrugged, ‘Oh, well it’s not the first time and it’s not the last… That is for sure.’ That was his little justification for the whole ordeal. He let out a disdainful sigh and picked up the now empty can and walked out of the room, slamming the door in the process. Shaant walked over to the kitchen area where the trash can was. He tossed in the bottle not bothering to recycle it for the extra cents it could give him. After all, if you made his kind of money you didn't need to recycle. ‘Now if only we could keep the rest of it. He thought dourly to himself. Looking down he took note that he was already dressed once again. ‘Aren't I lucky? He may’ve had band practice later in the night and they’d know these were some fans clothes.. He wasn’t as vain as to wear his own bands t shirt.. Or was he? ‘No one'll notice. His band-members weren’t going to see him for most of the day just because... Well they only really met up for practice or gigs. He heaved a sigh as he hardly payed attention to the band's ordeals. He just went with whatever he was feeling at that moment not what the world or his manager would say.

Shaant sauntered jokingly over to the counters where he opened them to find the Fruit Loops cereal boxes he had requested prior to rooming there... “Great… Thanks…” He muttered to himself as he grabbed out a box of cereal. Going into another cupboard he took out a bowl and a spoon. Heading over he grabbed out milk from the fridge and his stash of frozen ‘Pop-Rocks’ from the freezer. He danced around as he closed the doors. ‘Pop-Rocks’ and cereal was the best combination for any morning. Patrick walked to the counter and leaned against it as he ate, taking a bite of cereal then ‘Pop-Rocks’. Taking the last bite of cereal he put the bowl in the sink and the ‘Pop-Rocks’ in the trash. He had a song he sung last night stuck in his head and couldn’t help but sing a part of it when he “As you wait for me, you wait alone, cuz I just can't save you. Every time you wanted to give up, every time you wanted to let go, think to yourself you know, because the melody is always there to save you...” Why he wrote that song... Would you believe he wrote it on one of his drug trips? Well you should!

His phone went off and the first message he received was from Trinity... Oh Shaant had to admit he was excited to see just how feisty her real “Feisty” side was.. Her suggestions.. Sounded exotic. It was New York City! They could go to any hotel they wanted but think of the scandal and stir that would result if they were found doing it on or near a building... It would be too epic for words and just something that was to be expected of Shaant by now.. He couldn’t wait sometime today he was bound to run into her and when he did well he knew what would go down as he sent the slut a text back.

Heh you know how I role..
You gotta go all the way and
make that s**t xcitin.. I like this
the parking garge, in/on/out of a car?
Or should I try and get a limo..
So many options for this little
rendezvous...?

He laughed as he closed the phone and stuffed it in his front right pants pocket. Grabbing the keys to his fancy black care, Shaant went into the kitchen once more to swipe a beer can.. It wasn’t like he was going to open it. He’d drink it when he was in park.. Or later today who really knew? He left the groupies inside and closed the door they’d be bound to leave soon.. If not on their own.. Shaant had made sure to tell security about the stalkers that broke in at night to be with him.. It was something the kids needed in their system. A rude awakening, Their fifteen minutes of fame were up and now it was time to get back to reality. When he got downstairs he ran up to his car and fake-humped the back. “Love you sweetie!” He yelled aloud hoping to get people to stare at him like he was the neighborhood freak. It was a joke after all and he seriously didn’t do it often! He was just a little too blitzed from last night and that seemed to carry over to today. Once in the driver’s seat he did a double check to make sure he had everything of importance. Shaant gave nod, and started it up. On the road he drove fast on the main lanes... Okay he drove fast over all just because he could. If he got pulled over nothing said New York’s finest like bribery!

On his way to well... He wasn’t sure but he vaguely remembered promising the former child star something... his ended up ringing Black Cat by Mayday Parade and he immediately knew it was his old friend. He didn’t know where the ringing was coming from though… But at least it was in his car so that helped… He looked under the gas peddle and there it was. Coming to a red light he ducked to pick up the phone. He glanced up to check and make sure the light hadn’t changed on him. Before opening it up, he took notice that the name on the top was none other than his buddy Clarissa; she was a funny, thespian of a girl. Who wasn’t as uptight as some may have figured or whatever and some of the other girls may think they could out her in the acting career when they really couldn’t.. And she didn’t mind what he did and she sounded excited to see him which was probably why Shaant didn’t mind her company whatsoever… Because they were just as close as siblings to Shaant and that was it.. He quickly started his reply checking the lights every now and again. It was completely fine because the text was from Clarissa just the person he was going to see and she needed to be seen... Sorta?

Haha Must be... You probably
have no problems just stuff
and s**t another stuff and yehh...
no problem see you soon and that
jazz I think that cop is eyein me
wave “hi” .... Okay all done

Someone honked and caught him off guard his finger hit the ‘Send’ button and his foot the gas and the Rocker was speeding a little faster than he originally had been.. He let out a sigh when there was no sign of police in view. As he pulled up close to where Clarissa lived he rolled down the window put on the sunglasses on the dashboard yelled out, “Little kid! I have candy!!” He snickered at his own remark, before putting on the brakes in front of the house. His parking took up two spots. Rude, yes, Did he notice his sloppy parking…? No. He reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a pack of Key Lime Kool cigarettes. Yes he was going to smoke some either inside or outside of the place. That’s just who he was, and it wasn’t like it was illegal or anything like DC... they could fuss and complain but that was about it.. It would most likely end in him pulling the famous card and getting out of it.. ’Heh, heh.. I’m so ‘Kool’.’ A smirk formed on his face as the phrase came to mind. He put the cigarette pack in his back pocket and made his way into Apartment taking the quick and easy way up the elevators across the hall and down the left to reach Clarissa’s pad. He paused to yawn from the night befores activities before gathering himself and knocking on her door, “Do you have coffee in there? Or... Monster? Or both!!” Shaant didn’t even bother stating his name as he knocked on the door... Of course she knew who he was everyone did.

I know you love to resist
and all it takes is a kiss and you just love to hate me.
You know you love all the lies
so don't act surprised that I just love to hate you.

[midgetminion]

I'm sexy, I'm cute, I'm popular to boot...

...I'm bitchin', Great hair! The boys all love to stare!



•º°`°º•● Mercedes Jillian Secrets ●•º°`°º•




hate us cause we're beautiful, well we don't like you either


Hearing Qwerty say that his was sort of dead made the female gasp. "Oh-em-gee, I'm so sorry for your loss." she said in a sympathetic manner, however it quickly turned to a happy tone as she continued, "But think of it this way, now your daddy has to buy you a new one- at least that's how I always see it." The girl kept both hands gripped onto the wheel as she spoke. Frankly, she thought that she was a pretty safe driver...at least mostly a safe driver. Okay, so when she stopped trying to text and wave to people on the side of the road or get distracted by wondering what she would have for dinner, then she would consider herself a good driver. Yet, this did not mean that she hadn't gone through a number of practice cars. Being daddy's little girl usually meant that with the right persuasion, she could convince him to give her whatever she wanted. Then there was the fact that her mother wished that they were bee-eff-effs. Cedie simply loved her relationship with her parents, which is why sometimes she really felt bad for Cristal and the Harts were waaaaay different than the Secrets when it came to how they treated their only child. Oh well, push come to shove, she thought that she could easily let the younger blonde she her parents.

The thought of the people who raised her fled her thoughts when she questioned the gaming geek about the girl. So they weren't dating. "Oh," she started, yet cut herself short when the other kept speaking on and on. Her eyes glanced over at him, then back toward the road rather quickly. "It really did," she agreed about it sounding pathetic, and even giggled through her sentence. "Next time, just stop after the boyfriends part, alrighty?" Cedie suggested in her usual peppy tone. People who knew her, were well aware that seventy-five percent of the time, she found herself using that tone. Other times, she was either really confused, yet their were small bursts of being upset or sad that came as well. Those too simply didn't last as long since she could get easily distracted if something juciy came up.

When the racing game reference was made, Mercedes didn't understand it. "Oh no,no,no,noooo," she quickly said, shaking her head, "I may have the energy of speed-addict, but I don't tough stuff like that. Especially not in a car!" Extended her fingers, she started to drive with the palms of her hands as she continued in more of a hushed tone, "I don't wanna go to jail for one of those D.I. thingies- then I'd have to were those ugly prison uniforms. And though my skin tone can pull off a lot of colors, I don't do ugly jumpsuits." She cringed even thinking about being forced to wear them. She was taking this drug thing seriously, however she figured that was what Qwerty meant. The few times she had played video games, then were never racing themed, so the series went way over her head. And now he was wondering if there was some rumor going on around campus about her taking speed. That would be awful, and could seriously ruin her position of being the cheer-leading captain. Now part of her was secretly wondering if the other the knew something that she didn't.

Mercedes was not about to let herself keep worrying about that. Besides, worry causes you to crease your forehead which leads to premature wrinkle lines which she would not stand for. Who cares if her mother had a great surgeon who knew how to take ten years off of a face. she didn't want to have to tap into those resources until she was forty or older. Instead, preoccupying herself with a text seemed like a much more appealing idea. Too bad she had to go and drop her phone. If it hadn't been for Qwerty, then she would have probably tried reaching for the cell herself, which could easily turn into another wreck. It wasn't like she would feel nervous with a guy's hand down there without her watching them. Other than the fact that she was not a very modest person, she also trusted people too easily. So a boy reaching for a phone by her leg was not about to bother her in the slightest. After all, this was a girl who was completely content with having people lift and hold her while wearing wearing mini skirts on practically a daily basis. It was part of being a cheerleader. And frankly, she probably had to worry about people slipping their hands a little too high or sneaking a grope more so on the sidelines of the field than with Qwerty Porter in the car with her. Even if they had dated in the past...and slept together...he just didn't have that sort of confidence built up in him.

In a way, all of his awkwardness was one of the attributes that made him seem cute- yet also a hint of a turn off as well. Out of all of the guys she had ever dated, he had to be the only one that was not hunky or carry the ego to back up his muscles. It was not something very easy to ignore. Especially because, though she told herself she wasn't going to have a boyfriend during cheer season, she couldn't help still have her eyes wonder to the hunky jocks from time to time. She was always seeing that for some reason or another, so it was only natural for her boy crazy side to act up. But enough about that- When the phone was returned, the female looked over at her passenger, flashing a hint of a smile accompanied with a "Aw, thankies." A made up word, but she used it all the same. Besides, it sounded cuter in her opinion. However, sadly, the girl also found herself mixing some words up. But with how many words were in the English language, she figured that people should cut her some slack. At least she didn't speak broken English.

Arriving at the parking lot, Mercedes found herself driving around until she came to an empty parking spot with an available one across from it. That way, she could drive her car through the first spot, to the second, so when she was about to leave, she could just pull out instead of doing all of that hard backing up stuff. What could she say, parking lots made her uneasy if she had to do a lot of backing up. At least the spot wasn't too far from the entrance, so walking in didn't take very long. The girl was pumped up for some shopping, however, looked beside herself and saw that her girls weren't hear with her. Shopping was always so much more fun when you were in a group, or at least had someone else to go with. "Th-thanks." "Huh?" he uttered, looking over at him, "Yeah, no problem..." Cedie trailed off hearing his offer for some food later on with him. Well, someone was better than no one, right? And maybe she could dress him up later on as well. The girl was about to answer, yet she blurted something out then ran off.

so much for that idea.

The cheerleader pulled out her phone from her purse, figuring that an invitation to shop should be issued. It was only when she was about to send a text that she noticed she had two new ones. "Mel and Trin," she mumbled to herself as she clicked into the first one, which happened to be from the former queen bee of highschool. It was a reply to the gossip she had sent to her, because of what she heard from Trinity. Her brows furrowed at some of the message, since the girl personally didn't find guys with long hair all that attractive. Yes, he had some muscles on him, but she figured Kaiser was in desperate need of a haircut. "But she's probably into long hair she she dated Alexis."['/b] Cedie couldn't help but shutter at the remembrance. Honestly, she didn't know how the girl could bring herself to do something like that. If she was going to experiment with a girl, she could have at least made sure that the female was hot...instead of a raccoon eyed scene kid. She couldn't help that she was judgmental of people's looks, it was just how she was brought up. Yet she figured that Melody must have seriously been still holding some resentment for the football star by the way her text sounded. He had broken her heart, so even if it happened years ago, Mercedes knew that it was a girl's prerogative to hold a grudge if she wanted to.


Awww, u're still mad at
Brad for b4. I'll keep u
updated but I was hoping
u'd know more since Kaiser
n u work together & stuff.
Maybe they're experimenting
like u and Alexis had . . .

ps. Alexis and you don't
still /do/ stuff, do you?

ps+ I'm at the mall, join?

<.< Cedie

With the message to Melody out of the way, she looked to Trinity's text. She was hoping that it would have more news on the Bradley Kaiser gossip. Instead, it was a text about how Cristal was feeling down about Chris again. Honestly, that boy always seemed to be causing some sort of drama with her, but if the love-meter said they were suppose to be, then it should be possible. Then again, maybe this meant that she could go shopping with her. Besides, what could sooth a broken heart better than buying a bus load of clothes and accessories? She didn't know, which is why she decided to go ahead and sent a reply to Trin before getting to the Princess.


I'll invite her to the
mall w/ me. u can come
2! + hear any more news
about the jocks?

Cedie

"Those done, one to go," she said to herself as she continued down the path. She didn't even have a general direction, she was just walking forward, which happened to be in the direction that Quarter had went. She wasn't looking forward She hadn't even took notice that she was about to walk by gamestop since she had a rather slow pace and was keeping her eyes glued to her cell. Besides, now she had to get a message out to Cristal. And who knows, maybe they could do some birthday planning while they were at it. It only took a moment, for a casual text to be sent to the Hart heiress.


Guess what! I'm bored +
have money to blow. Do u
wanna shop w/ me? Trin +
Mel are invited 2. Sound
like fun? We can even talk
B-day preps if u wanna~

(: Cedie




.::T н є C н є є я ℓ є α ם є я::.



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