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 Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 12:00 am
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════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ Erick was being theatrical and annoying again. Jamie didn't really have an issue with the guy, but he was just so loud sometimes. And when he put his hands all over Laura and mentioned something about stealing her virtue, Jamie was all too glad that Wisty left the room, trailing after Isaac the rich. The girl may have been far from belonging to Jamie, but he certainly wasn't one to let her fall prey to anyone else. Not until he'd had his fair chance, which she seemed bent on denying him.
He took the opportunity to walk up behind Laura and put an arm around her shoulder, especially because Erick was still clinging to her. "Now, if anyone is stealing anyone's virtue, I think that you probably need it more than she does, dude," he teased, then took the seat that Wisty had vacated in the circle. Alex was strumming the guitar cheerily.
"Nice tunes, Alex. Keep it up. Maybe slow the tempo a little bit, though," he encouraged her. He knew she was shy, but she just needed some support. He recognized a genuine talent in the girl, whether or not everyone else saw it. And he had a bit of an ear for music, despite the fact that he didn't play too much himself.
He took a long gulp of his drink and surveyed the room again. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, including the bartender and Manny.
Well, everyone except for Caroline, apparently. He could spot the tension on her face from a mile away. Not that it was any of his business. He focused his attention on the circle immediately around him, taking a long drink of his.
"So, any more boobs at the tattoo parlor today?" he asked Erick teasingly, well aware of Erick's aversion to stupid, over-sexed women.════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
════════════════════════════════════════ ✪✪✪ ✪✪✪ Oh yes, I'm the great pretender
Pretending that I'm doing well
My need is such; I pretend too much
I'm lonely but no one can tell.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 2:27 am
▶ ▷ Ｌａｕｒａ Ｊａｎｅｔ Ｈｕｄｓｏｎ ◀ ◁
❝ＴＨＩＮＧＳ to do at the ｃａｒｎｉｖａｌ❞ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Laura laughed along with Rem at her mention of hanging out with fire loving guys during the show. She wasn't too crazy about the idea, but she was flattered. Not one to let the grace of supposed beauty get to her head, her laughter slowly died down and she shrugged, "Psshh, they wouldn't be able to stand me. Instead of oogling around at the only female, I'd make them work their butts off setting up those fireworks. People came here for a show and I declare that they get one!" She slammed her drink down on the table for emphasize, rattling it a little. Luckily, no one's drinks spilled over. In the two seconds it took for the liquid to stop shaking, she felt her face being cupped together by an theatrical Erick. Her lips stuck out like a puffer fish, and she creased her eyebrows together at his antics, trying her best to look more angry than amused. But this guy was definitely amusing to her. Adorable she would say even, but Laura figured plenty of the guys around here thought he was loud. Erick reminded her of people in her old home town, spontaneous and...vivid, in a sense.
She rolled her eyes, as he mentioned her golden girl pureness, but before she could get another word in, she felt herself being pushed into his chest, his horrible impression of a sob deafening her ears. She felt her face flush being this close to him, but she managed to make her expression as though she were simply annoyed. Which, she was by a little. She was tired of her lips sticking out like she'd recieved a botox treatment. "Err ick! You er squeeshing mi feece!" That's how the words came out.
She felt the temperature in her cheeks rise again at a new presence. Dammnn it. Why is he touching me? Mr. "Suave" just made his entrance to their group. Now that Rem had disappeared, it shouldn't have been too long. Laura found it easy to keep his words from getting to her, having practiced putting off players for some time, her old school was full of them. Cocky, pig-headed, supposedly good looking guys who just like adding another puncture mark on their bed head of all the girls they've gotten with. Laura thought it was much sweeter that a guy would wait. Why date around so much? You get out there, and if you find a good person, try and stick with them unless it gets so bad you can't work it out. Dating around...you never find that one person. And more than likely in the future end up with an angry mob of exes at your apartment door thirsty for vengeance. Yeah, no mi gusta.
She really wished he'd take his arm off of her, but really, she wasn't exactly the best at confrontations. She pulled her face from Erick's exaggerated squish grip, before cocking her head to one side to look at Mr. Cool. Her eyes flickered to the arm, to his face, and then back to the arm, as if to say 'You know very well I don't want it there, so I suggest you move it'. But since he seemed keen on trying to leave it there, she took her forefinger and thumb, picked up his arm by the wrist as if it were a sock and removed it from around her shoulder. Despite the obvious lack of comfort for her, she smiled—in a tolerating expression—anyway, finding it best to be considerate to everyone. Even if they annoyed her to the ends of the earth. No wonder Erick always made fun of her, always talking about her innocence. She sure did act like it. Maybe she needed a better back-bone.
She rolled her eyes. Slow the tempo? Was he trying to set the mood or something? Although, as she listened to it, it sounded as though it would be better slowed. Or maybe that was simply in her head.
Her ears caught on to Jamie refering to Erick's creative and yet equally degrating job as the tattoo artist. She snorted before muttering, "You would ask that..." So what? The guy had a decent taste in females. Its grotesque to have a girl practically flash you her draws while you're just minding your own bees-wax. This guy here was making it very difficult to just chill. They only had a thirty-minute break and she really didn't need all this Erick vs. Jamie tension going down. Laura suddenly wished Rem would come back.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 12:43 pm
 "An i d e a that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all." Erick watched Rem chase after Isaac with displeased eyes. Bah. Why did she care if Richy Rich got his feelings hurt? The guy didn't even want to be here. Why he was here was a mystery to Erick. Seriously, if you had that much dough just chilling in the account, why bother with employment? Seemed silly to him. Though, Laura's rather difficult to understand words caused him to snap back to reality.
"Oh, sorry. What was that? I was too busy loving you to hear." he said jokingly, though he did loosen up his hold on her face. He instead opted for stroking her hair. "You're like a puppy. All I ever want to do is pet you and squeeze you and take you on walks so I can show you off to the neighbor kids." he added. He liked spending time with Laura. She was fun once she let her defenses down a bit, and didn't seem to mind all of his ridiculousness.
Erick's gaze wandered from his blonde friend to Alex though, whose music had picked up a bit. It sounded less mellow now, more bright. God, how was she so good at this stuff? It was amazing. He could have watched her play for hours. And he probably would have, had their break not been only half an hour long, and had Mister Pryde not decided to turn up and be cocky all over Laura. Erick rolled his eyes at the virtue comment.
"I'm certain you have enough virtues tucked away to paper the walls in your house with them." he said, giving Jamie a cold smirk and releasing his hold on Laura's face. At the comment to Alex and her playing though, Erick's smirk hardened into a flat line. He turned to look at the musician, and shook his head. "Ignore him. Everything you're playing is beautiful." he said, flashing her a childish grin before turning back slowly to face his friend and the local man whore. See a lot of boobs? Well, more than he would have preferred, anyways. Though certainly not a lot by Jamie's standards.
"Two pair. How many did you try to coax out of their shirts?" Erick asked, raising his eyebrows as if he really cared. Sure, he tended to see a lot more of women that he never wanted to see ever, but at least he didn't ask for it the way Jamesie did."I would suggest we trade for a day, but everyone knows you're not very good with your hands." ← ↑ ↖ ↕ ↔ ☒ ↔ ↕↗ ↓ → ||Only Orange Crayons: Sorry I didn't post quicker! My computer got a real bad virus, and I'm currently having it looked at. I'm on a back-up.||
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 6:14 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMusic is my life,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt's who I am.When life hits me hard,xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I sit alone and I play my music.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Ѧʆєжɑɳδɾɑ
ξɱɩʆɣ
Ӈɑωɮ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTell me a story,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSing me a song.I dream big,xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
And I sing from my heart.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ ☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷Alex glanced up as Isac whispered soemthing to her. Did he really think she wasn't that bad? Maybe he'd be willing to work out a deal, she'd give him soemthing and he gives her some of his connections. She was about to respond but the boy had already left. She'd ask him later then. The girl turned her attention back to the guitar but still listened to what the others were saying. She lifted her eyes slightly as Jamie walked over to Laura and put his arm around her. Could the guy not get a hint? As Jamie spoke to her, she raised her eyebrow at him. "Why Jamie? Trying to set the mood or something?" she asked and then turned back to her guitar. Alex didn't really care if Jamie got mad at her. She may be shy at times but other times she wasn't afraid to speak her mind.
Alex continued to strum her melody and then glanced up at Erick's voice. She smiled brightly and couldn't help but blush slightly. he thought she was good? "R-really? Thanks Erick," she said before returning to her guitar. It meant a lot to her to have someone compliment her on her music. Sure it was one thing for your parents or family members to say you were good, but for someone else? That really meant a lot to Alex. She glanced up once again as Jamie asked Erick if he'd see a lot of boobs that day. Alex rolled her eyes, not caring if anyone noticed. As Erick replied, Alex held back a laugh. She'd never seen Jamie work with his hands but what Erick said was probably true.
Alex decided to stay out of the two guy's conversation in case it took a turn for the worst. Instead, she turned back to her music, wrote down a few more notes and kept playing, this time humming along to the beat. Part of her was tempted to sing but she was always nervous about singing in front of poeple. Everyone said she had a beautiful voice but that didn't make the nerves go away. So Alex just hummed along to the cheerful melody.☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ ☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷  
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 8:08 pm
i l u k i d d o████████████ █ █ . ` [ I s a a cXXXXK i e r a nXXXXM a t t h e w s !] Hina♥ ` Online ﹚ ` Offline ﹚ ` Busy ﹚ ` Away ﹚ ` Disconnected ﹚ "Now then, our hands are empty, so shall we hold our hands?
Acting like that, I know you're just pretending to be tough
So don't worry about it
You are cute today as you are any day" ♖ Hina♥▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄Hina♥ ♖ Looking up the voice, Isaac furrowed his brow. He had barely any money, and Remember was chasing after him. Didn't she have friends to talk to in the casino? Besides, he was only sitting near her friends as he knew she would have came sooner or later. Glancing back to his phone, he terminated his internet connection, and shut off the power. "Don't you have friends in the casino? Last I checked they disliked me." Feigning hurt, he mocked the two unintentionally by rolling his eyes, trying to hold back his sarcasm. Obviously, he wouldn't get anywhere by being rude back to Erick, or trying to even talk to Laura.
Sliding his device into his pocket, he slid over on his hood to offer more room, if Remember wanted to sit. Just how clueless, or stubborn was this girl? "So what brings you out to my car? Hopefully not what Jamie hopes to get from Laura, because I'm not that kinda guy." Merely joking, Isaac grinned at the girl, her presence doing something different. Much different from the many girls he hung by and flirted with in the high class, silver spoon world. That, or he was just being the typical teenage boy who needed a shower. Which, could have been true, since he was slightly sweaty from the heat of the summer day in a full uniform that covered almost all of his skin, unless he really couldn't stand the temperature.
His legs crossed over one another, white pants unmarked by the spotless car, white shoes scuffed slightly from the ground, with a colourful top loosened near his neck for a bit more air before the break was over. "And about your offer on the fireworks, no thanks. I'm content with being alone for them. Trust me, you're very different from those people in the games booth." Yet another rare, free compliment to try and get her to reconsider him. did he really scream "non-boyfriend material?" Or did he come off as a guy similar to Jamie? Which he thought with a grimace and a shiver of disgust, for he despised that guy with a passion a guy shouldn't have for another male. █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 9:27 pm
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════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ Why he had even tried to join their little clique was beyond him. He was met with two smart-a** comments and an eye-roll when he made the suggestion to Laura, and met with an even more smart-a** remark from Erick at his last little question. But two could play the insult game.
"None of your business. And that's perfectly fine, since we all know that I don't have to be good with my hands the same way that you do," he said, implying a pun and punctuating long sip of his drink. This really wasn't winning him any points in his current circle, but the boy had started it...or at least had chosen to continue it.
"Oh, Laura, I was just trying to be helpful. I meant you no insult, it really does sound amazing. My opinion is just that--an opinion, and nothing more," he said to the girl with the guitar, physically turning in his chair and focusing his attention on her and not Erick or Laura.
He would get Laura, but in his own way and at his own pace. For now, Erick could fawn all over her. But just for now.
The fact that Jamie was even remotely bothered by the actions of the incessantly bubbly Erick showed that he was in fact human. But still, He really didn't think that anyone merited the treatment that he was receiving from his coworkers, despite his reputation. Oh well, not too much to do about it. He played off the fact that they were under his skin by taking long, cool sips of his drink and pretending like he didn't care.════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
════════════════════════════════════════ ✪✪✪ ✪✪✪ Oh yes, I'm the great pretender
Pretending that I'm doing well
My need is such; I pretend too much
I'm lonely but no one can tell.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 6:38 pm
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ღ--------Remember || Wisteria || Walker--------ღ
╬════════════════════════╬  They say b a d || t h i n g s happen for a || r e a s o n
But no w i s e || w o r d s gonna s t o p the b l e e d i n g
Cause he's m o v e d || o n while I'm s t i l l || g r i e v i n g
And when a h e a r t || b r e a k s
no it D o n ' t || b r e a k || e v e n
Wisteria's mouth slanted at his accusation towards her friends and how he rather assumed she should be in there. He was joking, and she knew she should laugh, but her friends didn't really think that bad of him, did they? Well, maybe. She'd never actually seen any of them associate with him, but maybe she was trying to change that? Isaac seemed like a nice enough guy to her. She leaned her legs against his car, barely sitting on it, as she looked up at the sun and clouds pondering that thought. "My friends in there are currently being tied up by their own emotions, and that's nothing of my business." Well, it sort of was. Since if Erick liked Laura it was going to effect all of them, but she didn't elude to any interest just yet.
She was slightly hurt by his next comment, however. "They don't dislike you. They just don't know you, no one really does. You have gone out of your way to meet us either," She countered before adding on to what she said. "But maybe that's just your personality. You seem fine to me though." Which was pretty true. He talked to her fine, so why no one else? The thought was blown out of her head by a name that she had been trying to avoid. Her face flushed an embarrassing red with both anger, jealousy, and hurt. Jamie was the true reason she came out here, the farther the better. Did she still love him? Maybe. Did she still have deep feelings for him? Yes. And that's what was so hard for Remember to deal with. The fact that he broke up with her and immediately started hitting on her best friend. How long had he liked Laura while he was still dating her? She asked herself that question everyday. But holding onto the anger and letting go of everything else was the only thing she could do to not depend on him anymore, like she once had so much. Purposely, she ignored his comment about what she was doing out by him.
"I don't doubt you when you say we're different from those who you work with. Everyone is different. I do want to apologize on how Erick treated you though. He can be a nosy-butt sometimes, and I don't think he should have acted so rudely to you." With this Rem turned her head towards Chris to look him in the eye. What did he hid behind that reserved face of his? Normally she could read eyes easily, even Jamie's eyes had stories to tell that she could always pick out from time to time, but Isaac? No, never. In the times that she was around him and actually talking to him she had a surging urge to ask him what he was thinking. Not only was that a huge invasion of privacy, but it was also disrespectful to people you didn't know very well. The red head would ask any of her friends that at any given time if a conversation had gone down, but that was really only to start up another talking session. With this brunette she found she was truly at a loss on what he was thinking, and that bothered her tremendously.
W h a t am I supposed t o || d o when the b e s t
p a r t of me was a l w a y s || y o u
and w h a t am I supposed t o || s a y when
I ' m all c h o k e d || u p and y o u r || o k a y
I ' m || f a l l i n g || t o || p i e c e s W h a txxxI ' mxxxW e a r i n g
M yxxxM o o dxxxI sxxxC o n t e n t
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 2:27 pm
i l u k i d d o████████████ █ █ . ` [ I s a a cXXXXK i e r a nXXXXM a t t h e w s !] Hina♥ ` Online ﹚ ` Offline ﹚ ` Busy ﹚ ` Away ﹚ ` Disconnected ﹚ "Now then, our hands are empty, so shall we hold our hands?
Acting like that, I know you're just pretending to be tough
So don't worry about it
You are cute today as you are any day" ♖ Hina♥▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄Hina♥ ♖ "Tied up by their emotions? Sorry to say, but I think you are too." His legs were still stretched out, classy shoes resting a few inches away from her waist. There was something else going on, possibly worrying her, he could tell just by that sentence, though Isaac kept quiet, knowing how to play his cards. Girls like Remember liked going slow, being given time to sort things out so they can focus on one thing. It was quite simple to give a girl time. But giving a girl time whilst attempting to change her mind about an acquaintance with absolutely nothing to help change the directions of her thoughts, was another story.
Snorting lightly, the brunette rolled his eyes. "Out of my way? Why should I? It's a simple known fact that the richest boy in town isn't going to hang around everyone he works with. Tell me, do you see any of them regarding me as a possible friend when my friends have probably made their lives miserable? I doubt it," Chuckling, he merely brushed off her comment. He was going out of his way to get to her and get along with Erick and Laura! But he was disregarded, so there wasn't much of a point to do the same with anyone else. He wasn't going to lie, her not even trying to notice him going out of his way just to help her back on her feet and maybe move forward with him hurt in an aggravatingly annoying way.
Groaning inwardly to himself, he saw the look on red's face as Jamie was brought up. "Smooth move idiot!" She didn't respond, and went right onto his next comment. Yep, Isaac knew for sure he was most definitely back on square one, if he even moved at all. Real smooth move on his part. Now she was apologizing on Erick's part. Just what kind of girl was she? By no means, had any of the chicks he dated, became interested in, or hung out with would do that. They'd scold the guy and blame every problem of life onto them before dumping them if they didn't make idiots of themselves trying to apologize.
"Don't apologize for him. It doesn't matter anyways. Look, our break will probably be over soon, and I don't think Erick can handle Jamie on his own. So, I'm gonna go back there and get my bed-hopping booth buddy away from the blonde." This would probably get brownie points, but he was truly concerned. If Jamie had put Remember into this deep of a hole, there was no telling what would happen to Laura should Erick fail on protecting his crush. Besides, if he was buddy buddy with the other two, and in the good books of the trio, it would make having no money to impress a girl a lot easier on the mind. Sliding forward on his car, Isaac stood to his full height beside his current target of affections, holding out a hand. "You coming?" █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█
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