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Post by Nate Pierce on Oct 14, 2009 13:38:42 GMT -5
Nate looked at her. "But of course." He smiled at her. He blinked. "Hm? Oh. That... I fell off the roof and into nails helping my dad a few years ago." He said. "I had broken my arm and shattered my ankle. I fell the wrong way and mt back just cut into one nail. It reaches from my left shoulder to my right hip. Its messed up." He said. He pulled his tee-shirt down, the bottom of the shirt around his belt. He looked up at her. "Did you think models were flawless? Photoshop is a wonderful thing in the modeling business," He said.
He looked at her. It was his own fault that he fell of the roof. He didn't really mind that she asked him about it. When ever someone saw Nate's back, he always explained what happened.
((SORRY My muse failed me))
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Post by chloe brekkan hayworth on Oct 15, 2009 16:20:15 GMT -5
WE COULD BE MAKING PLANS TO RUN AWAY She simply couldn’t imagine again, to fall off a roof? Really, it was like probably one of her second fears, was heights. Sure it seemed to be one of the many fears that people had, along with clowns and spiders or even death. But heights were up there with spiders with Chloe. So falling off of a roof, well that was just no bueno with her. Chloe couldn’t imagine having to have to face the ground after falling off a roof, the fear would probably insure a heart attack with her. The more that she got to know about Nate the more that she realized that he was filled with tragic stories of his life. She felt really bad for him, it seemed to her that he had a lot of things that had happened to him. The only bad thing she had happen to her, were the times that they told her she was a terrible singer, dancer and artist, sure it stung a little but they weren’t the biggest thing to her, so of course she wasn’t going to really care. Well maybe the time she tried singing was a bit traumatizing when the woman had told her that she was audible by the deaf, but hey its just apart of growing. ”Nate. Your one messed up guy.” she shaking her head. ”I don’t know how you could have all these things happen to you. And still! Be walking around people and having a life. I would already have been living in a cupboard like Harry Potter, but just for the sake of living not because I was placed there.” she told him. It was true. She didn’t enjoy life with the troubles, with the heartache, she didn’t deal well with hurt or sadness.
She never actually believed that the models were in fact flawless, she saw them without the makeup without the beauty that was placed onto their faces, or even before it was taken away on Photoshop. Hell she worked on Photoshop herself when working on various techniques before she even tested them out on others, that or even touch ups on photos that she already taken of things that she had already done. Photoshop was the greatest invention. ”You don’t have to be flawless to be beautiful. Just have to have the right amount of make up and computer genius.” she told him.
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Post by Nate Pierce on Oct 15, 2009 17:21:45 GMT -5
Nate looked at her. "Phhh. I know." He said, "I get that a lot." He smiled at her. "It doesn't bother me though. I mean, well... yeah." He said trailing off. He knew that she was right, that he did have a pretty tough life. But hey, he liked his life. Sure there were some major flaws in it, but still. He looked down at the floor, wondering how Chloe was doing. When he left to move here, he knew that his sister wasn't going to like it, so that was why he moved out when she was out of town on some weekend with her boyfriend and a few friends of her's. He never really talked to her after he moved out, and he has a good feeling that she was pissed at him. Or didn't care.
He blinked at her. "Really? I never knew." He said, his sarcasm in his voice hinting that he was only joking. And maybe something else. For some reason, he was really comfortable around her, and he only met her, what an hour and a half ago? This was very odd for him to be comfortable around anyone. "Do you have any real friends? Like... i dunno." Nate trailed off again. He looked back at his bag on the ground. He moved so that he was on his stomach and grabbed it easily and brought it back up to him. He looked in the bag, finding that there wasn't any more food his bag. At least he has some money. "Are you hungry? I can go run out to the vending machine outside the door if you want something." He said.
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Post by chloe brekkan hayworth on Oct 15, 2009 19:20:36 GMT -5
WE COULD BE MAKING PLANS TO RUN AWAY Of course he would agree. He was the one that was living the life and no doubt others had the same opinion as she did. Chloe didn’t mean it as in a hateful way, more like a jokingly way, like haha. Your so messed up. She was just as bad, Chloe was bipolar, insane, random, and had trust issues. ”Eh. Messed up people rule anyways. I mean come on. Look at me. I think that being friends with Cheerleaders will get me famous.” she joked. Okay not famous, just made it easier for her to find people of all types to get their make up done by her, in order to bring beauty to the world. Though that seemed a bit insane to begin with anyways. Her plan changed all the time anyways, the cheerleaders were so old news, they were just a bunch of wanna-bees anyways.
She could hear the sarcasm explode from his voice. Chloe smiled. ”I would hope so. Or someone sure has pulled the blind fold right over those pretty blue eyes of yours.” she retorted. There was no law against complimenting great features. Besides he heard it a lot for sure, they were blue, the most noted color of eyes that people loved, there was something about blue eyes, that people loved. She looked at him, biting the inside of her lip out of habit. Chloe had to wonder if she really had anyone. ”I have, Eisley and her brother Cam. I dunno if I can consider them real friends, or not.” Chloe explained, folding her hands in her lap, curling her legs to her chest. She watched as he went to his bag, it was much like his life line, or at least to her it seemed that way. ”Eh. I’m not like super hungry. Its not like I’m about to chew my leg off or anything. Though it might be because cannibalism is frowned upon. I‘m not too sure.” she joked. ”Better not chance it.” Chloe stated. She shook her head. ”Let you go out there alone? When you could be eaten by demon paparazzi. Never. I can tail along.” she said matter a fact.
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Post by Nate Pierce on Oct 15, 2009 19:37:38 GMT -5
Nate rolled his eyes at her. "Yeah." He muttered. He wasn't really all that there all that moment. He was still thinking about how Chloe was. His sister was his life. He loved her so much. He smiled at her. "Yeah. We don't need my pretty eyes going blind" He laughed. He was joking of course. He wouldn't go blind. It was rare for people to go blind. Deaf was a different story. With the music out there, a lot of teens had issues with listening.
He blinked at her. "Well, do you trust them?" He asked. He shook his head at her. "Just walking outside is fine i swear." He said. He crawled to to edge of the stage and jumped down. "Stay." He said, like she was a puppy. "I'll be right back." He added. He ran up the walk way and out the door, across the hall to the vending machine. He put in the money and bought a bag of chips, chex mix and pop-tarts. Just as he was turning around. He felt a tap on the shoulder. Julie, one of the photogaphers for him. "Where have you been?" She asked. "No where." Nate said. "Well come on. You know that chips are wicked bad for you." She said, in a smart ass tone. "And.. I like them. Get over it. I already missed you for the day. Now shoo" he said, not really in the mode to listen to her.
She gave him a dirty look and walked away. He dashed across the hall, opened the door of the auditorium, down the walk away and jumped onto the stage. He held out the food to her. "Pick one." He said. He plopped down on the stage with a thump.
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Post by chloe brekkan hayworth on Oct 15, 2009 20:06:24 GMT -5
WE COULD BE MAKING PLANS TO RUN AWAY ”Nope. Eyes let people see. Though a lot of people only see what they want. So I guess we all live in this huge illusion anyways. Did you know that really we see upside down, but our brain, flips our sight right side up. Or what we believe is right side up?” she spurted out. It was a random fact that she knew. Every person knew something random, some random information, it was just a matter of sharing it with someone who didn’t know. Like a lot of things, she didn’t want to have to think about becoming blind, she enjoyed seeing things, it reminded her a lot of the story of Seven Pounds. Sure her brother had made fun of her for crying at it, but it was sad, he gave up his life to give apart of him to someone else, what could be anything more amazing than that. Call her a hopeless romantic, but it was the sweetest story she had seen so far.
She had to think about it for a few moments. ”I dunno if I do.. Their. Really great friends. Sure Eisley is a bit strange and Cam is a nerd all the way, but. Their great people.” she told him. Sure she could never know for sure, if she really did, with them, it was different. She felt different with them, she knew that they were her friends, but, trust was a large portion of it all. Yet, she felt find with her newest most new found friend Nate. Odd how life worked, how you could feel so different with someone you’ve known for so long, and then, meet someone and completely new and feel comfortable, trusting. She rolled her shoulders in a shrug, as she watched him walk off. Jumping off the stage, she peered out the window on the door, seeing Nate confronted, she was ready to open the door, but the woman had already scoffed off. Quickly she dashed back to the stage and sat back where she had been sitting moments ago. She smiled as she looked at Nate. Gently she took the chex mix. Sure sometimes she didn’t like these at all. But really. It was like a goal for her, to find the ones with the most of the special seasonings on them, the ones completely covered. It was like her hunt for gold. ”Meet any demons?” she joked. Even thought she had already spied. Chloe had a natural curiosity.
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