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 Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 7:10 pm
 Airis Remoy
Airis let out a breath as she stretched out on the bed she was in. She wasn't looking forward to spending the time with her new step-brother. Their parents were going out on their honeymoon for... God only knows how long. Airis got out of her bed, wearing just a black tank top and white short shorts. She made her way to the bathroom and she cleaned herself up, washing her face and brushing her curly hair that came to her belly button. The dark haired but blue eyed female brushed her teeth and made her way downstairs quietly to the kitchen. There she went to get something to eat but she saw a note on the fridge. She grabbed it and read it,
'Good morning you two! We really hope you behave! We left early, take care of the house, don't go doing anything stupid! We love you!'
The note was short and simple, but it only made matters worse. Airis didn't even get the chance to say goodbye to her mother. She grunted and placed the note on the fridge again before just getting herself some cereal and going to the living room. There she sat down and turned on the television, putting it on a fashion show. Her mother was into fashion and modeling which caused Airis to be into it. She ate her breakfast quietly, really hoping her step-brother didn't come around. Airis wasn't exactly too pleased to be called his step-sister. Airis had a bit of an attitude towards him too, but it was who she was. There was no changing that.
[[ ooc ;; I am working on a posting style. xD It is so plain/ugly I know. And it is a really bad first post. I am so sorry. x_x ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 7:28 pm
Dylan Ramsey  Dylan woke up to his alarm playing wings by Mackelmore and Ryan Lewis. He looked around and blinked a bit before he realized what today was. His dad and new step mother had left on their honeymoon early in the morning and he only knew that because he talked to his dad yesterday. He smiled and took a nice and long shower to wash the dirt and alcohol off of him. He had been to a party and, while his father looked down on him drinking, he also didn't rat him out. He was always responsible and made sure not to drive. He slipped on a black t-shirt and black jeans.
Dylan made his way downstairs and saw his step-sister sitting on the couch. He didn't have a problem with Airis but she clearly had one with him. He had met Airis' mother and she seemed nice and cool. His dad deserved to be happy and he would put up with Airis if he had to. "Morning Airis." He walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple. He bit into it and leaned back against the counter. He was wondering what he would be doing for his day. He wanted to get out of the house but he was supposed to get along with Airis and he would try to make an effort to do just that for his dad.(No it's fine and I like the post.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 7:48 pm
 Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
Airis was watching the television, not being disturbed. She crossed her legs and she watched the fashion show going on. She was getting really into it just until she heard a voice. She looked over with a frown to see Dylan. Instantly she rolled her blue eyes and shifted her attention back to her show. She could care less about her new step-brother. Airis was one of those preppy girls that hardly liked anyone and always had attitude with people she didn't trust. That and she was tired of her mother going through men like candy. It caused Airis to meet some pretty bad people and she didn't want to risk it again.
It was a defense thing of hers, she always pushed people away - other than her mother of course. She was glad her mother was happy for once but Airis would just have to deal with this new situation. She finished her cereal and she placed it onto the coffee table and then she relaxed against the couch and switched the channel when a commercial came on. She was now watching Jackass. She smirked slightly, this movie was always so stupid, but worth watching in her opinion. She chuckled slightly at one of the stunts and dropped her hands into her lap, placing the remote down.
[[ o o c ;; Haha thanks. xP I still think it sucked. .__. ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:05 pm
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly
I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high
I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life
Air Max's were next,
That air bubble, that mesh
The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school
I was so cool
I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em
Four stripes on their Adidas
On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros
Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo
Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope
And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa
See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though
Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello
You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro
Those were not tight
I was trying to fly without leaving the ground,
Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right
Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim
I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in,
I wanted what he had, America, it begins Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ ㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜ Dylan heard jackass come on the television in the living room and he debated on whether he should go out and watch it. Being friends with Airis wasn't going to be so easy and definitely wasn't happening overnight. He grabbed a can of fruit punch and he walked to the living room. He hopped onto the couch next to Airis and he started watching jackass. It was a funny movie but it was really disgusting to. He had no problems watching it but at the same time he wouldn't go out of his way to watch it either.
Dylan continued watching the television but figured that it might help to strike a conversation with her. "So any plans on today Airis. They left early this morning and wanted to tell you but they didn't want to wake you up." He knew that he would have been upset if his dad didn't say goodbye to him and he figured that Airis might feel the same way. Though she was your typical prep so he had no idea. He played soccer but other than that he liked to party and goof around. He got good grades and made sure to study but he liked to joke around and pretend to be a bit stupid to make people underestimate him. ㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰ We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it
So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it
Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t
A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in
Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid
I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement
My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it
They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said
Look at what that swoosh did
See it consumed my thoughts
Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box
Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk
That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops
We are what we wear, we wear what we are
But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all
Will I stand for change, or stay in my box
These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:14 pm
Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
Airis let out a breath and paused as he came out to the living room and he plopped down next to her. She froze and then scooted away slightly, leaning on the arm of the couch and she continued to watch. She gave it a bit before she switched it back to the fashion show. She would have kept it on Jackass, but even still, he was here now. That was a different story. She didn't want to watch something that he would enjoy to watch. Plus, if she watched her fashion show maybe he would leave.
She huffed out as he spoke out, obviously trying to have a conversation with her. "Plans... I might go bowling with friends later. But I know they left, I saw the note." She let out with a bit of attitude. She stood up and grabbed her bowl and made her way back to the kitchen. Airis was a short girl, standing at one five foot one. She got the short height from her mother, which she didn't exactly like. The female let out a soft breath and shook her head. She placed her bowl into the sink and made her way back to the living room and she sat back down in her spot, bringing her legs up onto the couch with her. She pulled her hair over one of her shoulders.
[[ o o c ;; - - - - - ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:29 pm
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜ Dylan sighed and watched the fashion show as she left. He heard her moving around the kitchen and then she came back in and sat down in her usual spot. He was a bit angry that she didn't want to even try to get along with him. He was open to having actual conversations with her and trying to get along but apparently that was too much for her. He sighed and stood up and walked over to the doorway. He turned around and looked at her. "I understand you don't like me but I didn't choose to be here either so whether you like it or not we are in the same situation. So get off your high horse." He turned around and walked to his car.
Dylan just drove for a bit till he arrived at the library. He had to do some research anyways so he might as well as study now. He grabbed a few books and sat at one of the tables and started writing notes about what he was reading. He was still angry with Airis but there was nothing he could do about it so he was going to cool off and just go back later. Maybe Airis would have gone out with her friends and he would have the house to himself. ㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰ We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off (Sorry i'm taking so long. I'm trying to fix my layout.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:38 pm
Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
Airis didn't even pay him any mind when he stood up and walked tot he doorway. She heard him speak but she didn't look at him. "Whatever." She let out in response to what he said. When she noticed he was gone from the corner of her eye she grunted, "a*****e." She muttered to herself. She didn't want to try to get along with him, she didn't care and she wouldn't care. He'd learn to get used to that. She was just very distant when it came to anyone that wasn't her mother or her good friends. Airis turned off the TV then got up and made her way upstairs. She was just going to go out and do her own thing until she were to meet up with her friends.
She took a shower and she was soon out. She dried off, blow dried her hair, brushed through it before putting product in it and styling it with her usual curls then she did her make up before leaving the bathroom with the towel around her body. She went into her room and picked out an outfit to wear and put it on. The last thing she put in were her earrings. She let out a breath and grabbed her cellphone before leaving the house with her house key and she started to walk down the side walk.
[[ o o c ;; Take your time^^ ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:50 pm
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜ Dylan sighed and continued writing. He knew that there was a problem with the way he handle the situation back at the house. He should have been nicer to her and understanding with the situation but he was pissed off that she wasn't even trying to be his friend. He scoffed a bit to himself and returned to his studying. Though he was thinking what Airis was up to now that he had left. Of course she wouldn't care about him but unlike her he actually cared what happened to her.
After a bit of studying Dylan grabbed a few books and checked them out of the library. He walked to his car and piled the books and his papers in the back seat. He started the car and he drove to starbucks to get a hot chocolate and he drove back to the house. He entered it and heard silence. Apparently Airis had left already. Dylan hopped onto the couch and flipped through the channels. He stopped at naked and afraid and started watching the new survival show. ㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰ We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:00 pm
Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
It took a while for her to get anywhere, but she finally made it to her friend Shelby's house. She walked up and rung the doorbell. Soon a blonde that was a few inches taller than her opened the door. Shelby smiled and instantly invited Airis in. The two were going to hang out at her house until it was time to go bowling. They might even go play some laser tag later, it all depended on how they felt. Airis may have been a bit of a preppy girl, but she sure did love anything involving shooting. Airis had brought up going to play paintball with her friends, the guys agreed but the girls were too worried about getting bruised up.
Airis sat there for a good while with her friend before it was time to go. The two females were picked up by their friend Dylan to go bowling. He was a good guy, he had been interested in Airis for a while but she wouldn't go with him. Mostly because he wasn't her type of guy, or so she'd say. Actually, she wasn't much of a relationship girl anyways. She always feared of following in her mother's footsteps and it was a very unattractive idea in her opinion.
[[ o o c ;; Should we skip to when she comes home or nah? X3 ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:11 pm
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜ Dylan heard his cell go off and he answered the phone. His friend said that he was sick from the party last night and couldn't make it. Actually most of the people had gotten sick. Dylan figured that a few were from over drinking but apparently someone had brought bad alcohol. Dylan figured it was the vodka. Some of it was pretty cheap and caused illness. He hung up and sighed. Now most of his friends were sick and he had nothing to do. He never touched vodka so he hadn't gotten sick from the party. He sighed and continued watching television. He was bored out of his mind.
After he watched a few episodes he changed the channel to the movie channel and started watching beautiful creatures. He was going to lie but he cried the first time he watched the movie. It was such a good movie though and it always got to him. He definitely was a big sap for these type of movies. He went to the kitchen and popped a bag of popcorn. He grabbed some soda and went back to the living room and watched the movie. ㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰ We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off (If you want.My character is probably just staying home all day.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:20 pm
Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
It was almost ten by the time the door was unlocking and in walked the dark headed female. She closed the door silently as if trying to be sneaky and she instantly darted off towards the stairs and hurried to her bedroom. She had gotten into a little... Fight earlier. Last thing she needed was Dylan seeing her cut and fat lip with a bruised cheek. She'd have to use extra makeup tomorrow to keep it covered from him seeing it, but she'd be alright. Her attitude could get her into some pretty bad situations. Situations which meant getting beat up when hanging out at the park for her snappy comments towards some Goth looking kids.
That happened a few times before, so this was nothing new. Plus, she was a bit bullied in school even though she was a prep. She was too small to fend for herself sometimes. She was in her room with her door closed and it was dark. She changed out of her clothes, just wanting to get the bloody shirt off of her mostly. She got into a night gown and hurried into bed, getting under her covers and pulling it over her head. Maybe Dylan would just leave her alone, so it would be all good.
[[ o o c ;; - - - - - ]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:36 pm
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜ After the movie ended he made his way up to his room and started messing around with his guitar. He had no idea when Airis was going to come back so he figured he could play his guitar as loud as he wanted. When she came home he was in the middle of playing Chloe by Emblem3. "Chloe I know your sister turns everyone on but your the one I want. Front page magazine everyone says she's a queen but there's you to me. I just want to let you know that your the one. She likes the flashing light and I love how you love the candle light." He loved playing some of the well known songs.
Dylan heard footsteps go up the stairs and into Airis' room while he was still playing the song. He stopped after he heard the door close and he wondered where she had gone. Probably bowling but he figured that she still didn't want to have anything to do with him so instead he started to play another song. He started playing a little faster by There for Tomorrow. "You keep calling it a crash and burn just wait your turn you might gave time to speak. There barely was a lesson learned cause in return no same respect to me. I'm sure in tasted oh so sweet but it was never good enough for me. I bit the tongue behind my teeth it was never good enough for me. You said you always keep your word show me what your after." He continued playing. ㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰ We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:42 pm
Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
The female could hear him playing and she groaned out. She got up and grabbed a ball she had in her room and she made sure the lights were turned off before she moved to his room and sort of his behind the wall and she threw the ball at him. "Shut up! I'm trying to sleep here!" She let out then she turned on her heel and went back to her room. She slammed the door shut and then moved back to her bed, plopping down on it. She reached up and touched the cut on her lip and winced slightly. She groaned out and fell onto her back, looking up towards the ceiling. She'd hopefully be able to cover it...
The female just kept her attention on the ceiling of her dark room for a bit before she looked towards the window that was near her bed. It was dark out, so she couldn't see much, other than the creepy shadows from the trees. During the night they could really get her worked up. She wasn't one to watch scary movies for that reason. She was literally like a little girl, if something scared her she would go try to sleep with her mother, but her mother wasn't here, so she'd have to suffer through it. Mostly because she wouldn't see herself climbing into Dylan's bed all because she was scared.
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:49 pm
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair And I stepped outside And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high I touched the net, momma I touched the net, this is the best day of my life Air Max's were next, That air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school I was so cool I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My friends couldn't afford 'em Four stripes on their Adidas On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro Those were not tight I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right Wanted to be him, I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, I wanted what he had, America, it begins Ⓓⓨⓛⓐⓝ Ⓡⓐⓜⓢⓔⓨ
㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜ Dylan felt the ball hit him in the face and he watched the back of Airis leave. He smiled and shook his head a bit before he picked up the ball. He looked at it and wonder if he should just continue to play and louder so that she would get even angrier. He put his guitar away before he took the ball with him over to her room. He wasn't going to just let her get away with it. What kind of step-brother would he be if he just let her off the hook like that.
Dylan opened the door to her room and he flipped on the lights. "Who do you think you are throwing this ball at me. I mean I know i'm not good at playing the guitar or singing but that's no reason to throw things." He was about to toss the ball at her when he noticed the cuts and bruises. He might not be her friend but he still cared about her and she was family now. He stepped closer getting angry and worried. Not at her but at whoever had done this to her. "Airis what happened to your face. Who hit you?" He had no idea who her friends were. He was in a different circle than her. She hung out with preps and he hung out with partiers and goof offs. ㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰ We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new s**t A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:54 pm
Ａ ｉ ｒ ｉ ｓ xx Ｒ ｅ ｍ ｏ ｙ 〖 ❝ Just be who ｙｏｕ want to be not what ｏｔｈｅｒｓ want to see. ❞ 〗 `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
The female wasn't expecting him to come in and flip on the lights. She gasped and quickly grabbed the blanket to cover her face. "Nothing! Nobody! Just go away!" She instantly frowned. She pulled the blankets over herself completely and laid on her side, using her arms to block her face if he were to try and pull it off. She didn't want him to be all concerned for her. She was one to be alone with that sort of stuff and having him wonder just made it worse for her.
She let out a soft breath, just wishing he hadn't turned on her light. If he wouldn't have done that then he wouldn't have seen. Besides, she was fine now. Just a little bruise and cut, it was no big deal. She was alive and here that was all that mattered in her opinion. She wouldn't give him the details on who did it anyways, no matter if he tried. He didn't know who she hung out with, so it wouldn't help him get any answers. She closed her blue eyes and cringed slightly. Her cheek did hurt a bit where the bruise was but it was something she could handle, not like it'd be there forever.
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