they keep me thinkin'

[kristakalon3]

It was interesting, this place. He hadn't even been here long and he already knew that things here would be way different, well that's an obvious. He was used to doing what he wanted, when he wanted. He knew that there had to be a way for him to still get what he needed, and since he was a low risk, he had more freedom than some, but he was still watched. That he didn't like; he didn't like people watching his every move. It drove him crazy. Once he left the main hall, he went straight to his dorm, just sitting his suitcase at the end of his bed, before laying down.

His hands were behind his head and his eyes were closed, just relaxing. He didn't know where his roommate was, but he knew that he would meet him soon. He was pretty excited to have a roommate, someone to chill with. He was a pretty relaxed person, so he got along with most people. Unless they were psychotic, ofcourse. Did they even allow psychos at this school? Probably, he heard that there were high risks around here, so he thought about psychos the minute that he heard that. He let out a sigh and turned on his side, facing the wall that was beside his bed. He was pretty relaxed right now, not going to lie, but he was anxious about meeting his roommate. The office didn't tell anything about him, so he'd have to figure it out himself.

Blake pulled his iPod out of his back pocket, placing the earbuds into his ears and turning on Cold - Crossfade, but he left the volume down, so he'd know when his roommate decided to come back into the dorm so that they could finally meet face-to-face. He was so used to just staying at the house by himself, his mom having to work two jobs to support them, so he wasn't used to the company. That's mainly what he was excited about, having someone to talk to and just chill with.

HEYOHH, THIS POST WAS WRITTEN JUST FOR MARCIE AND THEIR LOVELY JACOBI. THESE WRITINGS MAKE UP A TOTAL OF 357 WORDS, AND MY CHARACTER IS WEARING THIS (just no makeup). I JUST WANTED TO SAY here ya go. it's kind of bad, with me rambling. and to me, this is pretty short, but it'll do. OH, AND, THE LYRICS FEATURED IN THIS TEMPLATE ARE CALIFORNIA KING BED BY RIHANNA AND THE TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY CAROLYN AT CAUTION 2.0.

[jacobi alexander bryant]

SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD
• to believe there's someone else who could be •
JUST AS MESSED UP AS ME

Jacobi was pretty damn happy right now, he'd finally gotten a roommate, which was pretty exciting for him. He finally didn't have to worry about not getting sleep at night, and well, the guy seemed pretty chill so far. So no worries right? So yeah there he was, skateboarding down the halls while holding a jar of Nutella in his hands. This is what he did regularly. Nutella was his absolute favorite chocolate thing, besides milo of course, but it was a shame they didn't have that here.

Jacobi bobbed his head to the band his Ipod randomly picked for him. Music was his passion, he loved it dearly, but hadn't sang since that night in the alleyway. A small shudder went down his spine as he remembered, and he almost lost balance on his skateboard.

Though all was forgotten when he reached his dorm room. He skidded to a stop, and opened the door, skateboard in one arm, nutella in the other, and spoon in mouth. When he walked in he noticed Blake a smile came upon his lips. He set his stuff down next to his still not yet unpacked suit case, then turned to Blake. "Hey mate, nice to finally meet you." His accent mixing perfect with every word. He held out his hand. "Jacobi's the name"

TAGGED ! Blake! <3
WORDS ! 230ish.
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! Silly boi.

[kristakalon3]

Blake let his mind wander as he layed there. He never thought that he would end up in a place like this. He thought that he would have been able to get away with his anger and the drugs, but obviously his mother was smarter than he was, because the moment his anger got bad, she sent him off. Now, she didn't send him off to get rid of him, because they had a good relationship, but she had to always worry about him. She worried about every little thing that she could, which just stressed her out than she already was. He felt bad for making his mother worry so much.

He let out a sigh and sat up in his bed, running a hand through his hair. He really needed to quit thinking about that, because it would only make him homesick. He was kind of a mamas boy, she spoiled him as much as she could with their money troubles. She didn't make a big deal about Alliya coming over and staying, which was good, because he wanted to be there for her as much as he could be.

Blake was pulled from his thoughts when the door opened and a smile came to his lips when he saw his roommate walk through the door. He had to laugh a little bit when he saw that he had nutella and a spoon in his mouth. Blake stood up, pulling the earbuds out of his ears and turning off his iPod before speaking to him, "It's nice to finally meet you, too," He grinned, taking Jacobis hand in his, "Blake."


"speech"


WORDS; 279
TAG; Jacobi
MUSE; 50%, my muse is freaking.
MUSIC; give me novacaine by green day
CREDIT; thavron @ caution