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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 7:53 pm
 ▬ мєɢαƝ • Marie • ∂ανιƧ ▬I'm quiet as a mouse, but mighty as a tiger
With her think and warm hooded sweatshirt on, she was perfectly fine. At the moment she was listening to her Mp3 player. So she honestly couldn't hear anything. A call of some sort came rushing into her eye, but barely. 'What in the heck was that?' she thought, still with her music playing and her eyes closed. Megan started to feel uncomfortable in the sleeping position she was in.
Once again, she had moved to her belly, with her head on the pillow sideways. Even though her older siblings were back, didn't mean she was going to change her morning routine. She remembered they always had to lift her out of bed just so that she wasn't late for school. She wasn't as bad now...okay maybe a little. Finally finding the right position, she soon fell back into a deep sleep.♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪♥♫☼♪
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 4:13 am
s i m o n ; j a c o b ; d a v i s "I'm spinning out of control,
Out of control!  ✖xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Second Oldest Son
xxxxxxFinally finishing in the shower, Simon stepped out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it round his waist, whilst he searched for something smaller, to dry his hair off slightly. Once he was done, he made his way back into his room, and quickly sorted his bed. Grabbing a favorite pair of black jeans, and his 'Billy Talent' band t-shirt, the young male quickly got himself dressed, adding a comic strip style belt, and his grey and white vans. Stopping for a second, Simon waited whilst another spell of dizziness, induced by the headache, passed. 'I'd better be a bit more careful...'
xxxxxxShaking it off, the blond haired male simply made his way down stairs, his foot-steps somewhat heavier than usual. He was ridiculously tired, but he didn't want anyone to catch onto the fact that he hadn't made his way home until 3am that morning. That was when he heard the door unlock, and someone...no some people, walk in. Almost making himself believe that these people were in fact his parents, come back from the dead, Simon cheered up ever so slightly, and ran down the stairs, just in time for his brother to yell, ”Guys! Come here for a second.”
xxxxxxThat did not do wonders for his headache. Groaning slightly, he cast a sideways glance at his younger sister, who'd been in the kitchen previously by the looks of things, then to his brother, who had..? ”We’ve got company...” It was like they were on the same wavelength or something, even though Simon knew this was an outright lie. "D'ya have to shout so much? Sheesh! He replied, refusing to acknowledge the guest who'd decided to visit at nine in the morning. Making his way over to the breakfast bar, he turned away from it, using his hands to lift him onto the counter, the familiar rubber marks, where his shoes had his the cupboard, present now, under his shoes.
xxxxxxThe was when he saw it. The hands...No, their hands. 'Oh no he doesn't....he could never?' The thought of his brother having a girlfriend, caused him to laugh to himself slightly. "That can't be your girlfriend." He teased, still laughing to himself. "Surely she could do better." He added, maybe taking it a little to far when he stuck his tongue out at them. Jumping down from the counter, he walked over to the couple, offering his hand to the girl, "I'm only jokin' with ya." he glanced at his brother for a second, just to make sure he wasn't going to get leapt on for being so cheeky. "I'm Simon, and it's very nice to meet you."
xxxxxxHe was putting on a somewhat false, posh accent now, only because he was trying to get back on his brothers good side. Stepping back, he started speaking again. "Welcome to our humble abode! I do hope you'll enjoy your stay." He added with a bow. Making his way over to the bread bin, "Whilst you hear, may I interest you in some breakfast? We have toast, cereal, fruit, and..." Quickly he made his way to the other side of the room, opening the cupboard, to reveal some waffles on the top shelf. "...Waffles?" He added grinning.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 3:52 pm
Audrey●●Lola●●Davis
Let me play my music in peace.  Her cell phone chimed like the sound you would hear when you pick up something of value in a video game. Audrey rolled over in her bed and peeked from behind her blanket with sleepy eyes. Who in the world was texting her this early in the morning? Her right arm slipped out from under the covers and reached over to the bedside table. Thin fingers wrapped around the phone and brought it over to her. Audrey rubbed the sleep from her eyes with her left hand before reading the message. Where are you!?
Audrey gasped as she flipped the covers off of her and flung her legs over the side of the bed. Her eyes traveled to the clock in her room. "Crap," she said out loud to herself. It was after nine in the morning. Audrey was supposed to meet her friends at nine. There wasn't any time for a shower, so she hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean herself up a bit. When returning to her room she started to search through her wardrobe. It didn't take long for her to pick out a black outfit. After slipping the black and white tank top on, she put on small black shorts. Audrey didn't put on her crazy stockings until she finished applying her makeup. Then she rummaged through her closet until she found the heels that she wanted. Around that time, she thought she heard someone stumbling around but she ignored it. As she checked to make sure that she looked okay, Audrey added a couple long gold necklaces. Before heading out of her bedroom, she grabbed a few other things. As she closed her door, she heard a voice from below.
"Guys! Come here for a second." Audrey looked down the hall with a sigh. Oh, this is just great. As she headed down the hall her brother continued. "We've got company..." Audrey rolled her eyes while putting on her sunglasses. Making her way down the stairs she looked to see who the guest was. "That can't be your girlfriend." Jay exclaimed. By the time she got to the bottom of the stairs he was bowing and acting like a weirdo.
Audrey stood there for a moment and looked at the girl. After her brother finished talking about food, she spoke up. "Hey."With that said she made her way to the back of the house since the front door was blocked off. While opening the back door, she sent a text back to her friend. Sorry about that. Be there in a sec. The door shut behind her when she hit the send button. While walking through the backyard, she noticed her younger sister sleeping. It wasn't surprising to find her knocked out like that. After making her way to the sidewalk in front of the house, she hurried down the street.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 4:32 pm
»»»ANDTELLMEWHATSYoURSECRET____xx --------------------  「[Help me find myself like how I found you.
ohhh...
I need you so we can live happily too.
ohhh...
I just want you...
I just want you.]」skateMusic blared, but it seemed like no one else could hear it. Only the poor eardrums of a skater boy which had fallen victim to one of a sub-labeled, popular artist. AJ Rafael had one good song that he knew about, yet, he could not even attempt at singing. "I Just Want You". With this music blaring from his headphones, the sound of wheels scraping against concrete was drowned out. The blond haired sixteen year old pulled the nose of his board with the tips of his fingers, approaching a ramp. It was a half pipe, so he could simply stop at the small board.skateDoing so, he hopped from his board, laying it on the platform beside him. He walked to the side of the ramp and sat on the edge, his legs dangling inches above the ground. Pulling out his sidekick, he flipped open the screen and began to type a text message.skate"Is he still there?" Read the message, but who was he sending it to? Who was he talking about, rather?
Alexender Damian-Daniel Davis had been at the skate park since it had opened; five twenty seven A.M. to be exact. Even if no one else was up, he knew that he couldn't stay in the house. He just couldn't. And he had stayed out longer than work allowed, which upset Christian very much. With less than four hours of sleep, the first half taken up with arguing, and the other in the bathroom, ready to drown himself, our little Skater Twin pulled down his hat, which matched his clothes. It was something he had to do, otherwise, something about him felt... Off.skate'B.J.' read the recipient. He was sending it to his twin sister, Brittany Joy Davis.
Most likely the one he was closest to in the family, they shared the same birthdays, the same interests, well... most of them, anyway. They were like two peas in a pod. Which would also be odd because usually peas came in threes.skateBut, that's besides the point. He was sending the message to Brittany, the pronoun 'he' referring to Christian. He didn't care where that man was going, as long as it was far enough for Damian to grab his bag and go. He didn't have his bag with him because it usually jingled as he walked down the stairs and woke Christian up, causing the elder to direct Damian right back to his room.
Oft, he would be missing, sneaking out the house via window, but that was only on the nights he didn't have to work. Basically, he only came home to eat, sleep, and for hygiene. He wouldn't be allowed in the house if anyone else, besides his twin sister, knew his 'deep, dark' secret. Something he knew he'd be in 'hella' trouble for. Sorry for that 'Ebonics' vocabulary right there, but there was no other way to explain it. Pulling his hat down further, he peeked from underneath it at one of his friends.skate"Damiannn~" Called the boy. He was about a few months older than himself, but acted much younger than him. Though, now that he thought about maturity, he didn't act his age either.skateWith a sigh and a discreet blush, the boy looked down at his sidekick once more. -"Hey, Brandon,"- Replied Damian. Biting his lower lip, Brandon was one of the few males at the skating park who knew about his orientation. Not that he was hiding anything, it was just... Well... Let's just say Brandon knew from first-hand experience.
The hazel-eyed, brown haired hunk walked towards him who swiftly closed his phone, plucking the headphones from on top of his head. The song was almost over, but since they were SkullCandies, they were as loud as his stomach.skateHe didn't eat breakfast.skateMaking a face, he froze at the last few lines of the song. "Baby, I just want you to be all mine." Stupid AJ Rafael. Stupid AJ Rafael!skateBrandon looked at Damian with a cocked eyebrow. "You 'kay, there?" He asked, laying an open palm against Damian's back. Good, he didn't hear it. Damian nodded, an uneasiness resting about in the pits of his stomach. He grabbed his board by the wheels and tossed it onto the ground, following it shortly.skate-"Catch you later, I have to head home. Been here since five fifty."- Damian called over his shoulder, ollie-ing over two bars and grinded on a rail down to the exit.skate"Alright, Bro," Brandon called back. He pulled out his phone and began to text his own recipient. It seemed as though that was the little text message ramp, eh?
Rounding the gate which lined the skate park, a left, black Converse sneaker, size ten and a half, kicked against the concrete. He couldn't say that being in Austin, Texas was the worst place in the world. Though, he could rival with others that his life was probably in the top 100 of the worst. At times, it felt like he just wished that he hadn't been born into this family. Everything would be a lot better for everyone, even his parents.skateFinally, he had once again contemplated the death of his parents.skateThe silence. The dial tones of their cell phones. They weren't picking up, and the next day, or so, they had been reported dead in an accident involving at least five other cars. Only three of the ten members of the crash survived.
Damian felt his eyes sting, but simply rubbed at them with the back of his hand, diminishing any thought that would make him want to go and cry about it. Feeling his necklace press against his chest, cold and metallic, the necklace. It had two pendants on a single loop: a tye-dye heart, courtesy of his mother, and a peace symbol via his father. Now, this went against their relationship, for Damian rarely was at peace with his father present, and he couldn't say he truly loved his mother with all his wanting. He wished he could, but the woman... She was just...skateLooking down at his phone, he leaned backwards, causing the nose of the board to rise a little, and the entire body to rock to the side. He maneuvered around a large pot with a plant in it.skateIt was April. He had almost forgotten. Being kicked out of school every other day didn't truly help him with time, nor did he truly care for the time. Or school, for that matter. Rubbing his eyes once more, he pulled an iTouch from his pocket, choosing the next song. Damian was big on electronics, and he never left them at home, even if it was only his twin sister there. He didn't... trust them enough with his devices.skateHurry up and reply already... He mentally rushed his sister, slowing his pace until he received a response.
「[I wanna keep you warm in winter's white,
And in the summer walks on beach sound nice...
I need you now to talk with on the phone for hours at a time.
Baby, I just want you to be mine all mine.
--I Just Want You -- AJ Rafael]」 //_____DON'TYOUHiDEFROMME«««
skateskateskate____________Alexd a m i a n-d a n i e l Davis___T w i n - s o n layout credited to PANDAMONIIUM
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 7:52 pm
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XHopeNFaithX Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 8:03 pm
●○●o l i v e !●○● I'd walk a thousand miles;
Just to see you;
I'd fight all your battles;
Just to make you smile; As Olive got into the house, she noticed how clean it was. She could imagine Christian scrubbing it clean. Smiling, Olive looked around again. It looked like a rather good place to be. Alot nicer than her little house. The first sibling to pop up was a gorgeous blonde girl. Olli's mouth dropped a little as she gazed over the blonde girl. She was so beautiful. No woner Christian was so good looking. Olive guessed that every single sibling was like that. Sighing, Olive smiled. She nevr moved her hand for Christian's. To tell the truth, she was so scared. Now even more that she new how good looking all the siblings were. The next to come was a blonde boy. He was cute, and made Olive smile a little.
But the smile dissapeared as the boy asked if she was his girlfriend. A worried look was planted on the twenty year old's face. She was so worried about not looking good enough, or someone not liking her. It was hard to just stand still. Olive leaned on one leg and closed blinked a few times as the blonde boy talked. When he said something about her doing better, Olli laughed. She was pretty sure she couldn't. As he told her his name, Olive smiled. "Nice to meet you Simon. I'm Olive." she said as he walked over and started talking in a silly voice. Laughing, Olive detcahced from Christian. She felt a little more at home. "Why thank-you, Mr.Simon. But i'm not rather hungry." Olive said in her fake voice, matching his.
Looking back to the blonde girl, Olive walked over. "I must say, i'm so jelous of your hair. " Olive laughe, as she gazed over her golden locks. "Never dye your hair. Ever. I only know because i've done it six million times." Olli told the blonde girl with another short laugh. It was tue, Olive was born with golden hair just like Christian's sister. But, Olive made the huge mistake of dying it a million times. Now, her hair was jet black. But beofre it was kind of an brownish colour. Olii's hair had been from blonde to bright pink. The odd colours usually happened when her friends dared her too.
But the girl left as another one walked in. She had pink hair, and Olive couldn't help but laugh a little. It looked like her old hair, but a little more bright. It was a little over the top. As the girl greeted her, Olive could only nod at her, afraid of completly laughing at her. Of course, that would be just rude. But the gilr left quickly. Olive got the impression that these kids weren't looking forward to even meeting her. Sighing, Olive leaned up agaisnt the counter. This was a sucsesful fail.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 9:41 pm
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXBringing his girlfriend into the home forced Christian to over analyze the situations. More than he was ever used to doing. The first one to enter the scene was Brittany. Being the better twin and active in the family, Christian for her acceptance most. Brittany seemed surprised and somewhat delighted to see that he brought a girl home instead of a cute guy she could pass flirts to. Christian would often have to fake threats against his buds on the soccer team for finding his younger sister attractive. It was odd to see Brittany not fill up the moment with random words and phrases that were strung together to create her language. The regular girl talk just wasn’t bursting and vomiting all over the place like sunshine. Instead, she simply asked what was going on. Obviously she knew the two of them were dating. Christian was positive she only wanted to hear it be explained.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSimon walked in to ask why the loud noises were necessary. Christian arched an eyebrow as he could tell, once again, Simon was a bit hung over. Not wanting to draw very much attention to it, he figured he could talk to him about it later. He was so lucky Olive was around. Christian was glad to see him making an effort to reach out to Olli, and it was good that she was playing along. Simon was the funniest of the siblings, regardless of how much he would drink the night before. It always made Christian upset that he couldn’t crake out the jokes like he could. In fact, Christian wasn’t known to be the funny type at all. When Audrey walked in for a split second, Christian became slightly irritated. She could only say one word, knowing she was caught, and then instantly go in the opposite direction. It wouldn’t surprise Christian if she were already half way down town. That girl did not like to stay home. And neither did Alex, the least favorite twin. As mean as that sounded, Alex completely deserved the title. Christian loved all of his siblings the same, he just enjoyed others more than some of the others. Alex being around, which was a very rare event, always caused some type of argument. Christian just wanted him to be home more often, but the kid didn’t.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXChristian walked over to the counter to meet his girlfriend. By then, the only sibling around was Simon. Who knew how long that would last? A deep sigh escaped his lips as he stood next to her with a look of slight disappointment. Christian leaned in to whisper in her ear. ”You’d be lucky to meet them all tonight. They’re completely out of control.” Normally, Christian wouldn’t dare confess to such a thing. But it was better to get it out now before she became as disappointed with them as he was. Christian’s fingers fiddled with hers as he wanted to hold her hands again. ”I know they aren’t as welcoming as a parade or marching band, but I’m here for you.” He laughed dryly, finding an odd humor in what he had told her. The smile on his face was alive, but Christian desperately wanted to round up everyone and force all of them to make an introduction like the von Trapp children.
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RADIO ATTACK TIVE Captain
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 5:46 am
s i m o n ; j a c o b ; d a v i s "I'm spinning out of control,
Out of control! ✖xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Second Oldest Son
xxxxxxIf anything, Simon was known as the joker of the family, and certainly a very welcoming person. Shaking Olive's hand, the male flashed her his trademark grin, "And it's very nice to meet you too young lady!" Whilst he continued to offer her breakfast, Simon kept a close eye on his older brother, knowing full well that if he made a wrong move, he'd give away the fact that he was so hung-over, resulting in Cristian jumping on him in an instant. The older brother had knack for figuring these things out. That was when he saw him arch his eyebrow. 's**t...'
xxxxxxSending his full attention back to Olive, in an attempt to redeem himself, Simon gasped slightly over dramatically, at the fact that she didn't want anything to eat. "Well suite yourself! If you change your mind, you know where the waffles are." He added with a wink, taking a waffle from the pack for himself, sticking it in the toaster. That was when he noticed Audrey by the entrance to the kitchen. She was only there for a few moments, and Simon could tell she was up to something. Frowning, he gave her a slight wave, before turning his attention back to his breakfast. Jumping up on the counter again, he watched, as Christian began whispering to Olive.
xxxxxx It was so sweet, and although Simon was having to restrain himself from making continuous and most likely embarrassing remarks, he was happy for Christian. He wasn't sure if he'd ever seen his brother with another, that wasn't his sister... With that, his waffle popped out of the toaster. Grabbing it before it had managed to fall back into the machine, Simon jumped down from the counter, and made his way over to the fruit bowl, grabbing a banana as he did. Now, normal people would chop the banana up and put it on the waffle, but seeing as Simon figured that it all ended up in the same place anyway, he'd gotten into the habit of attempting to eat them both at the same time. Knowing his brother wouldn't want Simon to show off his, interesting eating habits, he grabbed a plate, and dropped the waffle and banana on it, leaving them there for a moment, whilst he bid them both farewell for the time being.
xxxxxx"I think I'll leave you two lovebird be for a little while." he said, smiling somewhat cheekily at the two, "I'm staying in today as far as I know, so unless you want me to get some groceries, I'll be hanging around here." he added, aiming the second statement mainly at his brother. "Give me a shout if you need me!" Taking his plate, Simon began making his way back to his room, freezing when he heard Brittany yelling outside. "Megan!!!" Laughing to himself, Simon quickly turned around on the spot, before turning around and making his way out into the back yard. He had to see this...
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:24 am
▬ мєɢαƝ • Marie • ∂ανιƧ ▬I'm quiet as a mouse, but mighty as a tiger Megan's sleep went to a total end when she heard a loud yell. "Megan!!!" Scared to death, Megan sudden found herself not on the hammock no longer. She was face first on the grass. Her stomach didn't feel to well now. Moaning, she remained laying in the grass. "What was that for?...." she asked sort of irritated. Her headphones were out of her ears, now laying on the ground.
As she got up, she heard her back crack. It made her feel better that's for sure. Looking up she saw the suspect of her awakening. "I'll get you next time Brittany...just watch and see." she said was a slight smile. Megan's plans were beyond anyone elses that was for sure. She sleepily walked inside through the glass door, after opening it of course.
Looking up she saw Christian with someone. "Good morning to you two. I'm assuming you are...Christian's girlfriend? Well if that's so then it's a pleasure to see you." she said with a smile. She wanted to show this lady respect and make her feel welcome. Not isolated and alone. She turned to see Simon with a thing of waffles. Megan's stomach grumbled quietly.
Just as she was walking by, she grabbed the plate. It looked so good....she needed it. She hadn't ate anything since lunch yestarday."Thanks Simon. Your the greatest." she said giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking into the dining room. As she sat down at the end of the table, she cut a piece of it and took a bite. It tasted so good. She unpeeled the banana and took a bite. Simon always tried to attempt to eat them both at the same time for some reason...
She didn't like being the youngest for some odd reason. But then again she did. I guess the thought that everyone going to be out of the house before she was made her feel somewhat, depressed. She was about to skip 7th grade because she made A's on everything in 6th grade. It was all easy to her it seemed. But still it seemed she needed more of a challenge. Since she was in 8th grade was has been doing the same thing as she did in 6th grade. The whole 4.0 GPA, to the advance classes...it seemed to easy. Sure they were giving her 9th grade level things, but it wasn't helping. Megan wanted a challenge so she could get at least a B on something..
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:21 pm
s i m o n ; j a c o b ; d a v i s "I'm spinning out of control,
Out of control! ✖xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Second Oldest Son
xxxxxxBefore he had a chance to go outside to see what his sister was up to, Megan had walked into the kitchen, not looking too cheerful. Laughing to himself slightly, he ruffled her hair, before noticing the plate he'd been carrying had been snatched by his sister. "Hey!" he moaned, "Thanks Simon. Your the greatest." Laughing to himself slightly, he shook his head, disapprovingly. "Well as you said thanks, I'll let you off." he replied, pulling his tongue at her, before making his way back over to the waffle cupboard, to remake his breakfast.
xxxxxx Megan, was by far, one of Simon's favorite siblings, and even she didn't know about his current academic status, or lack of it. It was the little things she did that made him him laugh, plus she was just so damn cute, his little sister. Dropping another waffle into the toaster, he made his way over to the younger girl, and sat himself beside her, putting a his arm over her shoulder in a somewhat patronizing, yet harmless way. "So..." he sighed, "What did she do to you?" He didn't want his sister to be irate so early in the morning, specially seeing as it was the weekend. He knew she worked amazingly hard at school, heck she'd skipped a grade, so the last thing she needed was a stressful weekend.
xxxxxxHe wished that he'd worked as hard as her, maybe then he wouldn't have been expelled, just suspended, or something. He knew what he'd done to that kid might have seemed unjust, and without reason, after all, he was too angry to explain himself at the time. Some kid, Edward Andrews, had always caused Simon problems, and at any chance he could find, he would make some kind of snide remark or comment. This time, he'd taken it way too far. He'd made a comment about accident, and Simon lost it. Within a few seconds, Simon was straddled across the boy, hitting him as hard as he could, the punches obviously being returned. The school, seeing Simon as a dangerous student, with no motives to cause him to attack the boy, expelled him immediate. None of the family had found out about this as of yet, and he didn't dare mention anything about the expulsion to his Christian. He didn't need that right now.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:59 pm
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XHopeNFaithX Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 3:14 pm
▬ мєɢαƝ • Marie • ∂ανιƧ ▬I'm quiet as a mouse, but mighty as a tiger The sudden touch of someone made Megan turn. It was Simon of course. "So..., what did she do to you?" Megan swallowed. "Well, she just scared the shi- I mean crap out of me. Basically I flipped over on the hammock.." she said leaning back in the chair. She was always cursing outside of the house so she tried to cut it off all the time inside, especially around her older brothers.
She paused the song she was listening to and took off her headphones. Megan didn't understand why the rest of the family enjoyed to buy iPhones and all the new electronics. She would want all that but she decided that it was best not to be like that. Mp3 players were the same thing as iPods, just they weren't so cool looking. Taking the last bite of the waffle she placed her fork on the plate. "Sorry for taking your waffles...I was really hungry and falling on my stomach out there triggered my hunger." she said with a slight smile.
Getting up, she grabbed the plate and walked back into the kitchen. She rinsed her plate and walked over to place it into the dishwasher. By then she saw waffles popped out in the toaster. She figured that they were Simon's. She quickly prepared them for him, with a banana from the fruit bowl and walked back into the dining room. Placing them on the table in front of him she smiled. "It's the least I can do. I mean I did take your breakfast..heh." She quietly yawned. Still she was tired than ever, it was Brittany's fault though... but then again it wasn't.
Megan wasn't the kind to blame others, especially her family. Even as a child she blamed things on herself even though it was clearly the other's fault. She wasn't an angel for doing these things, she was just...her. The caring heart she had was not a negitive thing to her. After her parent's death, it was just stronger than it used to be. She remembered that she did Damian's late homework without him knowing it so that he didn't get an 'F' on his paper. Then the next day, she was out helping the little old lady down the street with the garden in her backyard. It had seemed as though she realized to be who she wanted to be and not follow someone. That thought really changed her from the inside to the out.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 7:46 pm
»»»ANDTELLMEWHATSYoURSECRET____xx -------------------- 「[i could only sing you sad songs
and you could sing along
and you could see the melody
that's been calling out your wrongs
and this never will be right with me
and now you're trying to desperately
but i'm tongue tied and terrified of what i'll say
but i never told you everything
i'm losing hope and fading dreams
and every single memory along the way]」skateWith ease, Damian had hopped onto a little wall of cement, holding a grind against it. People stared at him, but he didn't pay them any mind. He was just trying to get these thoughts out of his head. Looking down at his phone, he flipped the screen open and landed from his grind before he injured himself again.skateHe had been in twelve accidents since the death of his parents, a majority of them required hospitalized attention, but he stayed at home and let his sister nurse them back to health. The one thing that Christian did right was warn Damian about the bad things. The only one good thing.skateHe warned Damian about the people he hung out with. The things that he was doing. He hadn't gotten arrested yet because of these things, but he was close enough. The police had driven up next to Damian, Allen, a friend of his, and Julii, Allen's sister. They were all intoxicated, but Damian was the least.skateHe passed the Breathalyzer, while Allen and Julii went to jail. The officers took Damian "home", which was actually Brandon's house. Seeing the police officers at the door, Brandon played along with the story. He may have been a skater boy, but at least he knew things. He was allowed to spend the night, anyway, because Christian was still settling back home. This was within the first two weeks that Christian and their oldest sister, whom he rarely talked to, had returned to take care of them.skateIf they would have stayed in school, they would have had a better opportunity to take care of them, while Simon and Brittany took care of the house. They could take care of themselves, all they needed were people to pitch in and pay for bills. Besides, how often did those come in?Boy, if only Damian knew.
And it wasn't very nice of his oldest sister, who would be best un-named, called him ungrateful for all the things their parents did. That was the last thing she had said to him. Either he didn't see her in the house, or she never contacted him.skateThey used to be one of the closest siblings, besides him and his twin, in the home. But... Ever since the accident, things just seemed to fall apart.
A sigh escaped his lips as he felt a vibration in his pocket. His savior note. Pulling open the sidekick, he read the message, and noticed that it wasn't from who he had originally sent the message to.skate'Can we hang later?' It read. He knew who this was without even needing to read the sender. "Uhh... Idk, i'll let u kno when I get home. I have to check with my older brother..." He lied, tucking his phone away. Soon, after he had sent that one, another vibration rang in his pocket. Brandon would reply that quickly?skate"Yep and he has brought a girl home with him. I don't know who she is but it's probably a girlfriend. Where you at anyway? I'm bored. - BJ" He blinked a couple of times, coasting slowly. Rolling around a flock of birds who were pecking at this loaf of bread an old lady had left for them, or at least that's what he hoped it was, Damian quickly responded, his fingers flying across the keypad.
He wasn't that far from home, but if he steadied himself, he could time it right. "Crapp... Well... Uhh... Grab my bag, and put my wallet in there... Then toss it out of my window... I'll be there in about three minutes... I'll go to the side of the house, but I'm hungry... Simon cook breakfast yet?" His eyes went back up the course before him. He stomped down on the tail of the board, pulling a bicycle-like wheelie, though, he had two wheels instead of the standard one. For the bike, that is.skateThis was like a makeshift brake, and caused him to stop. He looked around him, two more couples rushing past him. He pressed 'send' and closed his phone, turning down a short cut. It would be easier to just get this over and done with.
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Before his allotted three minutes were even started, Damian had arrived outside the home, just as he asked, though, he stuff wasn't outside yet. Maybe his sister didn't get the text. Whatever, Christian had his number, and he would talk to him when he wanted.skateTheir relationship was filled with... Conflict. All Christian wanted was for Damian to stay in the house, and all Damian wanted was to talk to Christian. Though, this wouldn't be easy for the bisexual twin who knew that his family never approved of Homosexuality. His father proved that very well.skateThis made him feel even more secluded from the family, the one who was most like him was the one who actually disdained him close to the most; Audrey. He had nothing against her, it was just her liberties spanned far beyond his own.
Pulling up his scarf, he walked up to the door, pushing it open and walking past Olive, Christian, Simon and Megan in the living room, and up the stairs to Christian's old room. His room.skateLooking around the room, he was sure that Christian or any of the other siblings would follow him up, but he was already grabbing his things, having tossed the durable, blue backpack from the window. He was soon to follow, but he couldn't help but feel something tugging at his arm. His head was through the window, so he couldn't tell, but it was most likely something having caught to his olive hoodie. Ducking back into the window, Damian walked over to his bed, waiting for the drama to start.skateA sigh erupted from his lips. He seemed to be sighing a lot today.
「[and we both go down together
we'd stay there forever
just try to get up
and i'm sorry
this wasn't easy
when i asked you, believe me
and never let go
well i'm thinking of the worst things
that i could say to you
but a promise doesn't mean a thing anymore
and this never will be right with me
and now you're trying to desperately
but i'm tongue tied and terrified of what i'll say
"I'd Hate to Be You When People Find Out What This Song is About" -- Mayday Parade.]」 //_____DON'TYOUHiDEFROMME«««
skateskateskate____________Alexd a m i a n-d a n i e l Davis___T w i n - s o n layout credited to PANDAMONIIUM
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RADIO ATTACK TIVE Captain
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:19 pm
 |[ BRANDON ]|[ M I L L E R ]|✖✖✖ Love Me Or Hate Me? That Is The Question. ✖✖✖
XXXXXXXXXXAlexander Damian-Daniel Davis. This kid was so amazingly gorgeous Brandon could barely stand it. For some reason, out of all the people Bray had talked to or hooked up with, he stood out the most. There was just something that kept him wanting more. Like he couldn’t just drop the card and forget how it looked. Today he was wearing a hat. Bray couldn’t understand how he could do such a thing in this intense weather, but it looked good on him. The over all outfit didn’t rub Brandon the right way, but it wasn’t a terrible one. Not everyone could worry about how they looked in every angle of every second. Brandon pushed the topic of clothing aside to make room for his face. After getting past how attractive the boy was, Brandon began to notice something else. That cute face had something on its mind, and he couldn’t tell what it was. Bray found this to be the perfect excuse to approach him.
XXXXXXXXXXWalking up to Alex, or Damian, took a lot of balls. He thought he was past that stage, but all the pressures of wanting to be with him again ate away at his mind. He couldn’t possibly make a fool of himself! If he did his heart would shatter into a million teeny tiny pieces that would later be thrown into a fire. There they could burn until nothing was left. Bray finally coughed up the nervous to act like his normal self. ”Damiannn~” He said a little more animated then expected. ”Hey, Brandon.” The boy didn’t call him by any nicknames and there wasn’t too much enthusiasm. Obviously he was distracted. Either that, or he was just not interested. Bray watched as he bit his lower lip. It reminded him of that time they were together and how he would bite his lip so seductively.
XXXXXXXXXXBrandon raised his eyebrow as he planned to find out what was going on in Damian’s head. He wanted so badly to get his affection, or even attention. ”You ‘kay there?” Brandon was so used to shortening his phrases. All the blame was to be put on texting. Speaking of which, he felt his pocket rumble. A twitch of the finger urged him to reach for it, but he couldn’t while he was talking to D. When all he got was a nod, the unwanted feelings began to pile on. ”Catch you later, I have to head home. Been here since five fifty.” Not wanting to argue with him, Bray replied simply. ”Alright, Bro.” His eyes flashed to the ground as the boy slipped away from him. Brandon turned around solemnly and pulled out his phone. He stared at Damian’s name in the contact list as he sat down on the concrete. Brandon could no longer pay attention to the bodies zooming past him on skateboards.
XXXXXXXXXXClicking the “Send Message” button under his contact, Brandon began to text him. At first, he wasn’t sure what to say. Typing the first thing that came to mind would just make him sound like a freak. Instead of doing that, he came up with something simple. Easy phrases were too common while talking with Damian. Brandon was too critical of himself to do other wise. ”Can we hang later?” – Bray Boii The text seemed like it would work effectively. It didn’t make him sound weird, it could potentially get him time with Damian, and it was innocent enough for him to go for. What more could he ask? Brandon hit send and impatiently waited for the response. He prayed, even if he didn’t believe in any religion, that the response would be something along the lines of “yes”. The phone vibrated, and Bray was all too excited. The smile on his face instantly vanished as he read its contents. ”Uhh… Idk, I’ll let you know when I get home. I have to check with my older brother.” - Damian Bray frowned as he texted the reply. ”Don’t forget.” - Bray Boii After sending it, Brandon instantly regretted it. There was a small hint of desperation in his word choice, like his whole day was being planned around Damian’s response.
XXXXXXXXXXLegs pushed out from the criss-cross-apple-sauce formation as Brandon began to lay backward. His head cushioned by the grass, and his feet rested on the pavement. Squinted eyes glared up at the sun. ”Doesn’t he like me?” He began to question the two of them as a whole. ”Did I do something? Or, like, not do something?” Brandon’s fist hit the ground beside him. Perhaps the simple responses weren’t enough to keep Damian’s interests. What ever the reason, Brandon planned to figure it out. He wasn’t going to give up so early in the game. Not when he wanted it even more then when they first met. Another memory of that moment played in Bray’s head. If only he could relive it.
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