My hands were searching for her (Mari)

[jeffreemarccollen]

SHE SAID IT'S THREE AM
and everybody else is fast asleep in bed

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Jeff ran a hand through his bands, shagging his hair with the utmost skill. Sighing, he quickly looked over himself for any noticeable imperfections. Looking like he'd just rolled out of bed would certainly flaw his plan. With a smirk, the rather excited boy grabbed the velvet box of chocolates on his dresser, the soft texture tugging a smile from his very lips. He had absolutely no idea what he was doing.

Marilyn, the name that brought even Jeff's curiosity to record highs. There wasn't a girl like her. as he scribbled " To: shark From: slutduck" onto the box's tag, he grinned. Yeah, she'd probably deem him idiotic and reject his pleas,but the slim chance that she'd allow him a slight chance was all too alluring to pass up. Whirling around in one smooth motion, he swiped the movie he'd be bringing over from his bed, and in a single step he slipped out the door.

Jeff smiled as he looked over the DVD's shiny case. " Finding Nemo. " who could resist? Even if he'd seen it a thousand times, it was the only movie besides JAWS that included sharks he could think of. Plus, a killer shark on the rampage was a tad corny. Closing the door behind him, he finally began his trek down the hallway. Chickening out finally leaving his thought-trail.

In four minutes flat he arrived at the West wing building. As to not waste any time, he didn't hesitate to walk on in. Gradually he gravitated over toward the mouth of the hallway. He'd nabbed her dorm number earlier, so there was nary a chance for failing in that division. And although he'd been reciting it over and over again , he still peeped down at his hand, the number faithfully waiting to remind him.

Before he knew, Jeff had arrived at the rather intimidating door. He felt as if he were to knock upon its surface he'd burst into flames Right then and there. Gulping, he knocked a sold three times, surely audible enough for her to hear. Ever-so anxiously, he awaited someone to answer. Not even able to begin to speculate over what would happen next.




AND I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND THE SWITCH
to turn the lights off. even though I know I need to fall asleep.[/b]


WORDS: 420 somethin
OUTFIT: bloop
COMMENTS: I suck at starters but.. ldkjdalkasjl surprisee!
LYRICS: Goodnight Moon- HeyHiHello
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[marilynmahdavi]

mari stared into the small mirror next to her bed, which was made for once. she stared particularly into her own eyes, which seemed like two faded pools of liquid copper, to her at least. two pools of liquid copper surrounded by a red landscape. mari always had red eyes, due to the fact she was virtually always high. no one had ever questioned her about the glaze in her eyes, no one spoke a word. they knew better not to. mari liked her eyes when they were red, she loved every single effect of the marijuana smoke. from the dizzy, buzzing high to the redness of the eyes, she embraced it all. she turned away from her mirror, and looked out the window, over hawthorne's dreary winter view. she wanted winter to leave the northeast, and have summer's warm rays of sunshine pour down onto the state of maine. she imagined it in her head, glowing warmth from the months of may, june, july, and august. she closed her eyes, trying to picture hawthorne without four feet of snow. when she opened them again, she was greeted by the same ugly whiteness as before. she sighed, turning away from the window, too. seemingly nothing could keep her attention for more than a few seconds on this day.

her roommate was out doing god knows what, and she was alone in her quiet dorm. she plopped down onto her bed, squeezing her eyes shut and wishing someone would entertain her. she opened her eyes and gazed at her laptop, which was across the room. she thought about going onto hawthorne's chat, but how long would that keep her attention? that was the one problem when she was high - she couldn't find something that would keep her from being bored for more than an hour. she rolled over and sighed, staring at the ceiling. the silence closed in around her. she reached for her pipe and lighter, and took another large hit off of the freshly packed marijuana, feeling her mind explode into stars. maybe the mary jane could keep her entertained. suddenly, mari heard someone outside of her dorm. and sure enough, three knocks shook the cheap white door. lainey, her roommate, would've walked right in. she stood up and opened the door, surprised at what she saw.

"slutduck!" she said, a smile coming across her lips. "what's up, kid?" she asked, opening the door a little wider in a gesture for him to come inside. she hadn't been expecting jeff, of all people. what was he doing here? mari remembered a time when her and jeff were as good as enemies. back when princess obsessed over him and leo insulted him, which he still did. but things had changed between the two, and mari wcould actually call them friends. no matter what leo said, or how much he protested. she spotted something in his hand, and pointed to it. "whatchya got there?" she asked, the buzz of her high becoming evident in her voice.

words , five hundred and twelve.
outfit , click.
tagged, matt with jeff.
notes, hey! sorry for the late reply D:

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