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Post by Jackson Mitchel on Oct 22, 2009 17:49:00 GMT -5
Jackson walked around the park. His hands shoved in his pockets as he started to jog. He had a shirt wrapped over his shoulder. HE didn't wear one right now. He only wore a shirt when he wasn't running. As he slowed down to a jog he went by a near by tree and sat down. Putting the shirt around his neck he pulled the pencil from behind his ear he pulled out his small black book and started to write. Talking out loud the words he wrote he said "The small figure ran closer and closer to her. Andrea looked over her shoulder. Her eyes full of fear. She had no idea who or what was chasing her, but she ran faster so she hoped she never had to find out." Chewing on the end of his pencil he squinted and sighed. It was okay. For now. He would ask an opinion from the teachers later. His stomach churned with nervousness. He didn't take critique that well.
He listened to his i-Pod in his ear. It was blasting 'I hate everything about you by Three Days Grace.' This wasn't true for him right now, but he loved this song. A lot. Sighing he mouthed the words, but didn't sing. He didn't have a very good voice, and he knew it. Standing up he looked up at the tree. Figuring out if he should climb it or not. Lifting up his arms he jumped up and grabbed a branch. Than he randomly started to do pull-ups. He laughed as he did them than let go of the branch and sat down on the ground.
Finding his pencil he put it behind his ear and smiled to himself again. He really wanted his virginity out of the way. He was tired of waiting. He heard all the guys brag about how they 'lost' it already. It made him become jealous very quickly. It wasn't even funny. He really did become jealous. He hit a guy once because he wouldn't stop bragging. Let's say that it didn't turn out too pretty. His arm still hurt from the multiple punches he received. He sighed and leaned against the tree. His shirt on the ground. He didn't bother putting it on.
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 22, 2009 18:12:06 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color][/font] THIS INNOCENCE IS BRILLIANCE[/b][/SIZE][/color][/font] I hope that it will stay, this moment is perfect, please don't go away[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hannah walked in the park. It had been a few hours since she last saw Tristan. Thoughts about him swarmed around in her head. She just needed to get away for once. Hannah sat down at a bench with her guitar. She took it out and set it on her lap. Still not having her electric guitar she figured she would make a few bucks today. She started to play "Never too late" By 3 days Grace. She loved that band. It was her favorite. One day she dreamed of meeting them. That was her #1 goal in the celebrity buisness.
Hannah played smoothly and beautifully. As she played she hummed the words to herself. She was an ok singer and she was ok with that. She wasn't like Eliza who could sing without even thinking about it. She made sure no one was coming by when she hummed. She could play guitar in front of people. Not sing. Especially since she thought that she would make people's ears bleed. But that was just her. She looked to her left to see a guy sitting under a tree. he was god looking. She would give him that.
She stopped playing and watched him. He was writing something. Maybe a story, some current event, homework. Something. But she felt too lazy to get up and do anything. She thought about introducing herself a little. That would make a good impression hopefully. The more people to help her through life the better, she thought. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/SIZE][/color][/font] \\zipidedooda[/color][/font] ;; done! (in lower case)[/color][/font] \\too lazy[/color][/font] ;; NUMBAH (in lower case)[/color][/font] \\Lily and Joey [/color][/font] ;; PERSON (in lower case)[/color][/font] \\Orange long sleeve with dark blue skinny jeans. Black converse[/color][/font] ;;\\Don't stand. Don't stand so...don't stand so close to me[/color][/font] ;; le disko by shiny toy guns[/color][/font] \\nada[/color][/font] ;; none that I can think of[/color][/font] \\CREDIT[/color][/font] ;; kcontagiousx3@CAUTION&blank pages[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/font][/center]
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Post by Jackson Mitchel on Oct 22, 2009 18:48:54 GMT -5
* [/color] how could you be so ,[/color] ( [/color] SO HEARTLESS )[/color][/font] -----[/b][/center] Jackson looked out of the corner of his eyes for a moment than he looked completely to his right. He was about ten feet away from a really pretty girl with a guitar in hand. His brain started to form an idea. Taking his t-shirt off of the ground he wiped his sweaty face off and than he stood up and brushed off his jeans. Walking over he stood in front of her and leaned down and said "It isn't very nice to stare at a guy from the corner of your eye and not talk to him sweetheart." He smirked at her. He was just messing around, but he did seem like an ass a little bit. He didn't care though. Looking at her guitar he just smiled. She was a guitar player. That would be easy. He had guitar knowledge. Looking at her he sat down in front of her and said" Have you thought about ever getting a Gibson SG?I heard they are one of the best and coolest guitar's on the market." He smirked at her. He didn't know a lot, but enough to get him by with musician's.
Flipping his hair he brushed it and smiled at her again. Maybe she would get the hint. Than the smart voice in his head told him that she probably had a boyfriend. He put his hands behind his back and his fists clenched. He looked over to his right and saw a couple of guys looking at them. Mostly at her He just raised an eyebrow and a scowl and they walked away. He wasn't claiming her he was just saying 'Back the hell off. If you touch her your ass is going to get whooped.' Looking back over at her he said "I should introduce myself. I am Jackson I think you are in one of my classes at the Hampton school of arts correct?" The pencil behind his ear probably made him look like a nerd. He didn't care.
Smiling at the girl again he looked her over. He didn't make it seem obvious though. He saw how her shirt fit her complexion amazing, and skinny jeans she could pull off, also the converse just added the extra emo affect. He loved it all. He really did. He wished she looked more like a whore. Probably be a lot easier to have sex with, but that was just him. He stared at her breasts for a moment, but looked away. He didn't blush though. It was normal for a guy to look at breasts. Right? ----- [/b][/center][/size] TAG !?[/b] Hannah later Tristan WORDS !?[/b] Unsure NOTES !?[/b] Heh this is going to be FUN! Oh and he is wearing light blue jeans with black converse and his shirt is a white guys tank top. CREDITS !?[/b] this template was made by DANCING.DIVA of CAUTION 2.0![/color][/size][/font]
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 22, 2009 19:01:47 GMT -5
Hannah looked at him and laughed a little. "Well you know It's not very polite to come by and actually know what your talking about when you say Gibson S-g. For your information I already have a gibson. I have had one since I was 10. got anything else wonder boy?" she ask playfully. She was just teasing and she really hoped that was the way he took it. Hannah looked at him and smiled. "Well i'm Hannah. And yes, we do. I've seen you a couple times." She said still smiling at the boy.
She had to admit he was good looking. Very actually. She couldn't hide that. And she of course started to play with her lip ring. Or at least she was. She felt that it wasn't in. She put up the 'one minute' signal. She looked down and put her lip ring in. She felt a little better once she had it in and she looked back at him. "sorry. Anyway..." She turned to see who he was scowling at. She looked at the group of guys and turned back to him. "Are you trying to protect me? If you are don't try and hide it. I can see right through people."
Hannah put her guitar down and crossed her arms. "So are you a writer there?" It was pretty obvious. 5 seconds ago he was writing and she noticed he had a pencil in his ear. That was just a plain give away.
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Post by Jackson Mitchel on Oct 22, 2009 19:13:06 GMT -5
Fiesty. That was what she was. He loved it. Smiling he said "Woah there. Calm down there tiger. Alright how about this. If it is yellow I might puke. I hate yellow." He smirked and said "IT is bright and..bleh." He shook his head and smiled at her again. Hannah. Sweet name rebelious look. His i-Pod changed to 'Pain by Three Days Grace' He loved this song. Turning it up he was sure Hannah could probably hear it. He had one ear bud out so he could hear her.
She was very good looking. He had to give her that. He could tell that she liked him. It was obvious. Watching as she put her lip ring in he raised his eyebrows, but smiled. As she apologized he said "No problem. If I have a lip piercing, which I don't, I would probably do the same think Hannah." He said her name with a sexier type voice, though it wasn't a lot sexier, it was just slightly sexier. Shaking his head he shrugged and said "I was just warning them that if they tried to touch you that their ass would be kicked to fu...freaking Pluto." He didn't like to cuss around girls. Wasn't him. Maybe she would be different.
Watching as she crossed her arms and asked if he was a writer he smiled and said "Yeah, I am a writer. Writing a horror right now. Than a high school type novel." He shrugged and handed her his notebook and said "Here. This should give you an idea what I write." He forgot what he wrote on the first page of his notebook until he saw her looking at her. It said They walked in the park and said "Hi." Shit. He quickly said "About the first writing I don't write like that anymore. I swear." His cheeks turned bright pink. He couldn't believe he forgot to scribble over that.
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 22, 2009 19:24:11 GMT -5
Hannah nodded her head as he commented about the lip ring. She completely sided the yellow part but she felt like saying "Yellow is my favorite color. She said it kind of bitchy but friendly to know that she didn't care that much. "So a writer huh? Horror is fucking awesome." [/color] Oops. She didn't mean to let that one slide. he was polite enough to not cuss in front of her. Why the hell was she doing that. She smiled real wide when he said that he was going to kick the guys' asses if they touched her. "so in other words, you ARE trying to protect me." She smirked to make him actually admit to it. Hannah took the book from him and read what he wrote. But when he said that he meant to cross out the 'hi' part. She laughed slightly. She couldn't help it. "No, I like it. Well not the hi part but the rest of it is amazing. Way better then what I would write i'll tell you that much." She laughed and looked into his eyes. They were beautiful... GOD DAMNIT HANNAH! STOP IT! YOU BELONG TO TRISTAN! She was completely stupid enough to acutally begin to like this guy. But she didn't like him enough to leave Tristan. "I...uh..." That was all she could say. But she finished with a "Sorry. I'm just thinking hard about something." She prayed to god he wouldn't ask what it was about. That was the last thing she needed. Getting involved with a guy while she was still with Tristan. Tristan was already going through shit. She didn't want to pile it on. But what if she couldn't help it?[/center]
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Post by Jackson Mitchel on Oct 23, 2009 6:31:50 GMT -5
Jackson raised an eyebrow when she said that yellow was her favorite color. He just snorted and rolled his eyes, but let that one slide. He nodded at her and said "Hell yeah. It is one of my favorite to write. The easiest. Either the gorgeous girl dies first or lives. So I think I will let Hannah live." He smiled and opened up his notebook and wrote down what he just said. This was sometimes a bit too easy. Thuogh the funny thing is. He just started being like this today. So mayeb he could be a player. it was easy. Shaking his head he said "Oh no not trying to protect you. Just keeping you company." He wouldn't admit he was protecting her. Ever.
Jackson smiled when he laughed. Step one completed. Make her laugh. He looked at her as she comlimented his book. She liked his book. Sweet. Maybe he could get it through a publisher. That would be awesome. Get it published than become famous. Maybe get his own reality show. Rubbing his temples he sighed and said "Thanks again. It means a lot to me. I am going to get that book published probably. than they were staring in each others eyes. He silently awarded himself inside. Looking back at her she just sort of mumbled than she apologized. Staring at her for a moment he said "No need to apologize. If you want me to go I can..really. I am usually a bother. So.." He shrugged and than lifted up her chin and said "Just know it will all be okay alright? Don't let whoever is bringing you do bring you down. Also if that person is me. Sorry." He chuckled his face about two inches from hers. He sat back down a good foot and put his hands beside him. And looked up at the sky for a moment than back at her. He wasn't sure if that was smooth or not, but he didn't care.
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 23, 2009 16:15:01 GMT -5
Hannah smiled when he was so enthusiastic about writing horror stories. Hannah could feel her face turn red as a tomato when he said that the girls name would be Hannah. She thought that was...sweet. But soon enough that little voice came up inside her mind. Hannah..what the hell are you doing. your flirting with another guy when Tristan is the one holding your heart? Where are you at child? She looked up into his eyes when he lifted her head. She soon felt something that her conscious would kill her for. She felt a connection with him. One she had never felt before and she couldn't control it. That was very, very bad.
She looked back down blushing again and said "I..well...it's not you exactly. It's just something...it's too hard to explain and it's pretty personal. No offense but I don't know you enough to trust you with my thoughts yet. I have these trust issues. But if you stick around a while longer, I just may let you in on parts of them."
Soon that little voice was back. Hannah...hello?! are you even listening?! your heart belongs to Tristan. I can't believe that you are still trying to carry on a conversation with him!. You need to pull yourself together. Do you still want Tristan or not?! Her conscious was going crazy inside her mind. And she hear it, but she didn't listen to it. She heard mumbling but all she could focus on right now was this guy sitting a couple inches from her face. A wild sensation just came over her. He smelled good. And she couldn't help herself when it came to this type of stuff. It smelled like axe. maybe it was. If it was then she would soon be cheating on Tristan. She was an animal when she wanted to be. Even when she didn't notice it.
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Post by Jackson Mitchel on Oct 24, 2009 8:45:19 GMT -5
Jackson couldn't help, but smile when her face turned red as a tomato when he said that he would choose her as a character. A little voice in his head started to talk to him now Jackson what are you doing? She probably has a boyfriend. If she does than do you really want to be in the middle of THAT fight? Trust me you know you don't. Also you have a book to write. You don't have time for girls. Jackson just ignored the voice and smiled at her. The next step he planned to do was now forming in his mind.
Raising an eyebrow he nodded and said "Ahh I see. I wouldn't mind sticking around and getting to know you a bit more. Than maybe you could trust me. I don't mind if you don't because we could still be friends you know what I mean?" He smiled at her. He was going to do the guilt trip, but decieded against it.
Soon, his own little voice was back Hello? Do you care that you could ruin a relationship she might have with someone else? Yes, you are hot, but no need to use girls like this. She is probably a girl that isn't like the one you want. She isn't a whore Jackson. She is a decent human being." God, the voice in his head started to sound like his mother. It sucked. Looking at her he saw her eyes change from wondering to excitment to him. It was his chocolate axe. He knew it. He was proud he put some on before he left. Jackson couldn't help but say "It is my chocolate axe isn't it?" He laughed and got closer than did something he would soon regret. He kissed her. His voice was now screaming in his head NO NO NO NO NO NO! STOP IT JACKSON! He pulled away after three seconds and said "I am sorry..I don't know..what came over me. Really.." His own mouth was open. Th
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 24, 2009 10:05:12 GMT -5
Hannah smiled at him again. She couldn't control it. He just made her smile. And her smiling was like a 5 year old with a king size candy bar. And she loved it. She just nodded at his comment. Chocolate Axe made her crazy. And she couldn't control herself. That made her brain go crazy. Next thing she knew. They were kissing each other. She loved it. It felt incredibly good and she couldn't explain why. This made her brain go even more out of wack So I guess you decided not to listen to me huh? WEll I hope you enjoy the guilt when Tristan finds out. You know he will. You can't hide things exactly well Hannah. Her brain still trying to make her listen just didn't work. She was never going to listen to it. Even though it would be the smart thing to do by that.
Hannah scooted closer to Jackson. She put her guitar down and smiled, looked into his eyes, then kissed him. Full on. And this time she didn't pull away. In fact she smiled in this kiss which made it worse for her mind, but better for her feelings. Now the worst part was that Tristan would pop up. No that would not happen. It couldn't because Tristan would be heart broken. As she kissed him the guilt started to settle into her. She pulled back a little to catch her breath but then kissed him again. Her arms moved and wrapped around his neck. That was involuntary. The breathed in the chocolate axe and smiled yet again. She, as she kissed him, thought about him and only him. Not a single shred of Tristan.
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Post by Tristan Flaherty on Oct 24, 2009 10:36:58 GMT -5
Tristan had his silver studded guitar case in his right hand. He was thinking that today wouldn't be so bad. He thought that maybe since he didn't have classes that maybe he would just sit in the park with his guitar and actually be happy for once. As he turned the corner, he saw Hannah with some guy. He stood there for a while watching them. He shook his head. He wasn't anything to her. He was nothing to anyone. It was proven now. He loved her, and she just goes and kisses some other guy. But then, it looked like he kissed her. His heart completely shattered when she kissed him.
he dropped the guitar case, letting it make a loud crash on the paved walk way. He was shattered. He loved her, and he thought that maybe she was different. Maybe she would actually love him. He was wrong. Terribly wrong. "Hannah...What are you doing with him? I though... no. I guess I was wrong.." He said. He looked down for a while.
He really thought that she liked him. He was hoping that his life was turnign around and getting better so that maybe he wouldn't have to kill himself. Wrong. It was just getting much worse.
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 24, 2009 11:42:42 GMT -5
So many things were rushing thorugh her mind. She couldn't believe it. There he was. Tristan was just standing there. She heard his guitar hit the ground with a loud boom. She felt the guilt pile on top of her like she was just tackled. Everything bad that could've happened was happening right then. She scooted away from Jackson. This was horrible. She felt like some whore. She had completely betrayed Tristan. This was not going to end well. Hannah tried to pull herself together "I...uh...Tristan i'm....." She couldn't say anything. If she said sorry he would just deny it. Sorry wouldn't take away what he just saw.
She couldn't believe that she had done this. She had kissed a guy who was ruining her and Tristan's relationship. She was so sad and depressed, including furious. She had no way to get it all out either. She couldn't fight. She was the one who kissed back. She was the bad guy in this situation. And nothing could take that back.
Hannah stood up and didn't say anything. She just stared at Tristan ready for him to yell at her, leave, or just tell her never to see him again. This was so horrible. It was like one of her nightmares coming to life. Why couldn't god be there like he usually. He usually helps her, but the one time she really needs him, he isn't there to help her. She kept kicking herself for not listening to her mind. She was just so out of it that she couldn't even think straight or to say anything.
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Post by Jackson Mitchel on Oct 24, 2009 11:43:51 GMT -5
Jackson's happiness grew and grew. If only..if only..Nah he would wait a couple of hours..or minutes. He than felt her hands around her neck. His hands started to shake. This was just nervousness for him. After awhile he pulled away to breath, but kept kissing her. No thoughts about anything, but his conscious was silent. That was surprising. Than he pulled away as soon as he heard a guitar drop. Turning he saw a boy who looked sort of emo saw the guys expression change from happiness to sudden depression. God, what did he just do?
Guilt started to set into Jackson. His own heart sank. This was his fault. All his fault. He than said "It-it isn't her fault. It is my fault. Really it is. Don't be mad at her. I-I made the first move. I flirted with her. D-Don't be mad..." So many emotions and thoughts were going in his head he felt like he needed to pass out. He looked at the boy and knew they were dating. His thoughts yelled See? See what you DID! You ruined a good relationship for both of them to just get in her pants. You heartless bastard." It was true. He was a heartless bastard. He knew it too. His heart sunk down all the way to his feet. He tapped his foot. He destroyed his own heart. At least it felt like he did. He bit his lower lip. He hated guilt. Looking at the other guy he said "Go ahead. Hit me do something. This was stupid of me. I don't even like her like that I was just..desperate." Ouch. That might hurt Hannah, but it was true. A little bit. He would love to be friends with her. He knew it wouldn't happen though.
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Post by Tristan Flaherty on Oct 24, 2009 13:14:23 GMT -5
Tristan looked at them. I....I wish that I was better for you Hannah. I hope your happy... he said. His heart was in his throat. He looked at the other boy. He just stood there and took a deep breath. Really? Cause I saw her lean over to you and kiss you. And I'm not going to freaking hurt you. I'm not like that. I just hope your better for her then I am.. He said. He swallowed. His heart was completely shattered. He blinking a few times. He was trying not to show that he was going to explode and break apart.
He finally thought that maybe he found the girl that liked him, no matter what and would understand him. And no leave him after everything. He was so wrong. Hannah was just like every other girl that wanted to go out with him. They just used him. He pressed him lips together, turning them white. He looked down, a single tear going down his cheek and hitting the pavement.
He looked up at her, tears filling his eyes. Now he had a good reason to trip his heart out and kill himself. He already ripped his heart out and cut it up into tiny pieces. He would just go and smoke drugs and then kill himself in his dorm later tonight. "Hannah. I really thought you loved me.." He said.
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Post by Hannah Nicole Allenburg on Oct 24, 2009 15:18:02 GMT -5
Hannah felt a tear roll down her eye when Tristan talked back to Jackson. This was her fault. she got so carried away thinking that a harmless kiss was nothing. She wasn't used to having other boundaries because she belonged to someone else. Her heart dropped and she couldn't pick it back up. Tristan was already going through so many other things and she had to put this right at the top. Another thing to make him angry.
Hannah felt so horrible seeing a tear roll down Tristan's face. She felt a whole bunch of tears roll down hers at the same time. Hearing the tears in her voice she said "Tristan I...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. But I do love you. Don't you ever think that I don't. I know this looks bad but...I still love you. And don't start to doubt that." She brushed away her smeared makeup and then looked at Jackson. "I'm sorry I got you into this. It's all my fault. If you don't want to see the end of this then you might just want to go away. I'm sorry. Hannah couldn't control herself. She sat back down and put her head in her hands. She could feel the makeup and the tears colide inside her hands.
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