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Post by george michael paulson on Feb 24, 2011 0:42:58 GMT -5
 Our promising lives are full of empty promisesTemptation's falling and calling you home again,[/color][/font] Well, I'm sorry if we've let you down[/size][/font][/center] George was making his way to the kitchen. There was no way that it could be that hard to find a place to cook some food. Seriously how could one room be so hard to find. Of course the school grounds were rather large, and he had told them that he’d find his way instead of getting a tour. What an idiotic move that was.
He finally found it and smiled. He wanted to make something but he wasn’t sure what. He smiled and looked through a few of the random cook books that were laying around. He still wasn’t sure on what he was going to cook. He smiled when he moved to the deserts. Hell what teenager didn’t like pie and chocolate. Mixing the two together was just heaven.
He decided to make a chocolate pudding pie. Yes, pudding not mouse like he had the night before. He smiled. He hoped someone would come along just so that he could have someone to talk to while it cooked. Since of course it would take a little bit of time. One could only hope of course.
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Post by briar on Feb 24, 2011 14:02:20 GMT -5
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"Where are we going?" She heard her 'friend', Nick, ask as she walked down halls of Hawthorne. It was a pretty obvious answer, she didn't really go many places around here, except her classes and the kitchen. She was currently going down there to make her daily strawberry banana smoothie, it's what gave her her energy. Many people that knew her good would say that she didn't need any extra energy, but she never listened. She just rolled her eyes and ignored him, her blue eyes looking around as she walked. She probably looked really stupid at that moment, wearing shorts out in weather like this. She didn't really care though, it wasn't like she was going outside. She was just heading to the kitchen, then going back up to her room. She didn't really want to go outside in this weather; she hated the cold.
Briar finally got to the hallway that she knew so well and she knew that she was going to be in the kitchen in just a few minutes, "It's obvious where we're going, Nick. Where does she always go around this time?" Rose said in a sort of 'duh' tone. She let out a light laugh and rolled her eyes, looking around before walking into the kitchen. She almost automatically went over to the refrigerator and pulled out the things that she needed to make her smoothie before walking over to the blender.
She was pretty much oblivious to the fact that there was someone in the room with her, and as she hummed a song to herself, putting the things in the blender and starting it up, she looked around. It took her a moment before her eyes landed on a boy, George to be exact. Her eyes widened, as she didn't know that he was in here then she let a small smile come over her lips, "Oh, hey," She said in a casual tone, like she knew that he'd been there the whole time. She stopped the blender and took a cup, picking up the container that held her smoothie, dumping the contents into the cup before speaking again, "What are you making?" She let her smile falter slightly as she heard Rose and Nick laughing at her, knowing that she was flustered on the inside. She didn't know that she was going to be seeing him anytime soon, "Haha, stop trying to act so cool, Briar. You're failing at it," She really wanted to reply to him, but she didn't want to infront of George. He knew about her Schizophrenia, which she didn't een know why she told him, and she didn't want to seem like a complete lunatic.
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Post by george michael paulson on Feb 25, 2011 20:31:25 GMT -5
Our promising lives are full of empty promisesTemptation's falling and calling you home again, [/color][/font] Well, I'm sorry if we've let you down[/size][/font][/center] George smiled when someone else walked into the room. Who knew that they would be here. Of course it was the lovely Briar. She probably came to make the smoothies that she had for the past few days. Although she had some of the pie the night before and she may have learned that he tends not to sleep and cooks instead. Bur whatever her reasons were they were her own.
They were answered when she began the blender. Smoothie it was. Although it seemed like she hadn’t even noticed that he was there. Like she was in her own world. Although she had told him that she had schizophrenia so she could just be hearing ‘voices’.
He smiled at he when she finally realized that it was him. ”Hey” he said softly as he grabbed the things from the storage cabinets. He was going to make this pie whether it got dirty or not! He smiled when she asked what he was making. ”Just more pie, but without the mouse, and just pudding this time” he said smiling. As he set the ingredients out on the table.
He went over to the oven and preset it to the desired temperature. He then began mixing some of the ingredients into a bowl. ”Want to help?” he asked looking back over at her. He wasn’t sure how sane she was. He wasn’t sure since she had told him that she was schizophrenic. But nothing mattered, she probably was as sane as him.
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Post by briar on Mar 2, 2011 16:18:19 GMT -5
L E T ' S M A K E A S C E N Elike the movie in our dreams [/i][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"Nick, leave her alone!" She heard Rose say. Sometimes, she hated the two, but other times she was glad that they had appeared. She was never alone and she could tell them anything, knowing that it wouldn't get around. Then again, she hated the thought of being counted as crazy, because she wasn't. She was just a normal girl, but with two 'imaginary friends' I guess you could say. Sure, they drove her absolutely mad sometimes, but other times it was alright. She has learned how to get on without letting it onto others that she was a Schizophrenic, although there are times when she forgets that no one else can see Rose or Nick.
"Shut up, I do what I want," Briar rolled her eyes for a moment at the two before turning to look at George again. She let a smile come to her lips and she nodded her head, "Awesome, sounds fun," She said, in a quiet tone. Since George knew about her condition, she was always more reserved around him. If she was just herself, then she would talk to the two people that only she could see. She didn't want to seem like a lunatic infront of him, though, so she knew that she had to contain herself. "You're so mean! Why can't you just leave her alone for five minutes? Let her have some fun, without you trying to ruin it!" Then, she heard a smack and she knew that Rose had smacked Nick. See, then she would have said something, but she bit her bottom lip to keep from it and looked down at the table.
Her eyes looked back over to him after a moment, watching him get everything ready for the pie. When he asked if she wanted to help, a light smile came to her lips and she ran a hand through her hair, messing it up slightly, before she nodded her head, "Sure, I'd love to," She said, her tone now back to its normal volume.
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