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Post by james olly hanover on Dec 16, 2009 13:27:44 GMT -5
 B L A M E IT ON ME OR BLAME IT ON Y O Urelax take it easy for there is nothing that we can do- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -winter was really starting to get james down. just as he started to get into facing the fact he had to stay at school, winter came along, all cold and in your way, blocking out your fun. james had often been relying on coffee and various other starbucks products to keep him focussed, adn pretty much alive. It is in starbucks where we find our scene- James stood in the que, giant as usual. He was pretty sure that every starbucks in the world was out to get him, and had people hiding and waiting for him just so they could sneak in the que before him. He had one earphone in his ear, and one hanging infront of his chest. He tapped his foot to the music, waiting through various songs until he came face to face with a warm-out looking bar girl. He smiled and ordered his gingerbread latte and chocolate chip muffin. She beamed a coming up! in her heavy texas-ridden accent, before rushing of to fulfill his order. James spun on his own heals to search for seating. One table free to one far, dark corner. He made a mental claim on it. The girl at the table beside his caught his eye. She had pretty hair, slim figure and a pleasing face, but it wasn't that which made him stare. She was crying. Hey, mr, your gingerbre- James spun and smiled sarcastically, embarrassed by his femenin order, Coffee and muffin. Thanks He took the brown cardboard cup in one hand, and the muffin in the other. On his way past the newspaper stand, he picked up a New York Times with his arm, and squeesed it to his side to keep it there, while walking to his table.
He lay the paper down, placed the muffin on top and the latte beside it. He slumped, with a sigh, in the leather chair. Smiling at the change of song, now playing his favourite Jace Everette song; Bad things, the theme tune to his favourite show; True Blood, James popped open the lid to his cup to allow it to cool slightly. A few minuits passed as he picked at the muffin impatiently, niblling at the choloate chips and top before all the rest. He glanced at the pretty girl, still crying. His stomach turned, and he started to feel a little sick. He had never felt like that before, not that feeling, he hated it, as it wasn't like he was ill, but more compassionate, a feeling he'd rather go without. Without another thought, he pressed the lid back onto the cup, and drunk thirstily at the hot cafine-filled drink. He smiled.
The girl beside James made a slight groaning noice as she played with her cup. James' stomach flipped again. He cursed himself in his head and turned to the girl, and put on his best non arrogant smile. he hadn't used it in a while and was unsure about how real it looked, this probably sounds really bad, he started, but are you okay?
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WORDS: 5 0 8
OUTFIT: here
STATUS: complete
MUSE: blaah.
LYRICS: relax, take it easy by mika
CREDIT: kourtni @ CAUTION ! |
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Post by andrea hillton on Dec 22, 2009 9:36:25 GMT -5
 Oh dear. Andie walked into starbucks about to cry. She just didn't understand it all. How he could do this, at this point, when she needed him most. She had lost their baby. And so he decided to leave her. Andie was torn. She didn't know what to do with herself, so she deiceded to go to starbucks, as she was feeling constantly cold, she thought a coffee would have at least some effect. She walked in and went towards the counter. She ordered a hot chocolate. She spotted a table in the corner that she wanted to go to. She took her hot chocolate, and sat down at the table, and started to sob. Andie just didnt understand anything. How she met that guy in the first place, how she fell in love, and how she ended up pregnant. This she was all thrilled at, even though, she was still young, now it was the sistuation she was in, she wanted it more than ever. Next she didn't understand how she lost it, this was when her world started to shatter. She was breaking, then when her one true love broke up with her because of it, she was torn, compleatly broken. But she had to keep on going. Something was telling her it was all going to be allright. She just had to sit this through. Andie looked around her. There was a guy at the counter that caught her eye. She whiped her eyes, trying not to be so silly, but this just made the tears come faster. She watched as the guy wallked over to the table next to hers, grabbing the paper as he came. Next thing Andie knew he was sitting at his table opening his paper. "this probably sounds really bad, but are you okay?" The guy had asked. Did she look okay? Did he accully think that the question was a good one to break the ice? "Do i look okay?" She hissed at him, feeling a surege of anger. She needed to let her emotions out. She decided she was going to let them out on him. Words - 358 Note - i know its short butt... and is the story line okay? Outfit - And a black coat  |
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Post by james olly hanover on Dec 22, 2009 12:58:56 GMT -5
B L A M E IT ON ME OR BLAME IT ON Y O Urelax take it easy for there is nothing that we can do- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - james was thouroly taken aback by this girls attitude. He couldn't remember the last time he was spoken to like that, possibly when he was just a teenager, when that was exceptable, when your hormones where to blame, but as an adult, James thought it was rediculous. She should have at least tried to be thankful for his intrest in what was causing her so much grief. he stiffled a chuckle, arogance probably wasn't the best aproach to the situation, but he hardly knew any other to go with. well, you look mighty fine, even with the tears he said with a wink
There was a breif awkward silence, barely lasting a few miliseconds, before James jumped in to redeem himself, Only joking, honestly! you look very upset, and all i was asking was if you were okay, but if you're gonna be stroppy with me i might just not bother! for once i was tryna be nice to a complete stranger who looks very destressed, and i get repaid by her being a complete bitch back to me! He saw her face crumple, whether from anger or as she was so upset, he wasn't sure. James regretted saying that. Sure, she was a bbitch, but she was crying and to cry something must have happened. All she might have needed was a shoulder to cry on. He laughed and muttered he was only joking, yet again. The girl didn't look too impressed, but who did James care, he was impressing himself with his own supiriority and wit. The girl whiped a tear away, whether it was subconsious or deliberate he couldn't tell. The girl was very pretty, stunningly so, but the blotchy pink shadows below her eyes wasn't realy doing it for him. The girl just looked at him. tough croud. i'm usually halarious,
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WORDS: 3 2 1
OUTFIT: here
STATUS: complete
MUSE: weeee !
LYRICS: relax, take it easy by mika
CREDIT: kourtni @ CAUTION ! |
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