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Post by jeffreemarccollen on Jan 11, 2011 20:01:39 GMT -5
 
CAUSE I'M OVERLY ATTRACTED,
and terribly convinced
[/color] The icy air chilled the boy's bare cheeks and ears angrily. Why was Maine so darn cold? Though the park's lovely blanketed with snow state made it all worth while. It almost made him mad looking at the foot-prints dented into the snow, messing up its perfect demeanor. So he walked carefully along the side-walk, making funny little squishy sounds as his feet made contact with the sloppy mush. It was nice to be outside for a change. Nobody to nag him, nobody to tell him why they thought he was this-and-that. Nope, just him, and a few lovey-dovey couples walking around the park, which made him feel worse of course. Jeff had been falling for girls far too fast, and the perils of 'love' were catching up to him rather fast. Everywhere he turned, there was a pretty girl, just waiting for someone to pay attention to her. And now it was becoming somewhat of a game. A challenge. Jeffree was staring to believe that he could get any girl that he wanted to get. All he had to do was pursue someone hard enough.. and bam, hook-line-fucking-sinker. Now, he needed a new challenge. Someone to make him think, to curve his hunger. But there didn't seem to be anyone of that sort around. THAT YOU COULD BE MY PRINCESS,
and I could be your prince.[/b]
WORDS: 250 somethin
OUTFIT: pew pew
COMMENTS: I'm such a lame writer.
LYRICS: Jane doe- NevershoutNever
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Post by abrielle elaine worthy on Jan 11, 2011 20:28:20 GMT -5
'cause you left me
police scene chalk line
tequila shots in the [/color] dark scene of the crime
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It was different, you know. For this girl to see snow. Living in Hollywood, Florida all her life, all she saw was the ocean and sunshine. Not that it was a bad thing, but sometimes you wanted to see something different, like snow. Snow was beautiful. But as beautiful as something can be, it can also be dangerous. There were car wrecks, because people were stupid enough to try and drive on iced over roads. I mean, really? Who would be stupid enough to do that? Wait until they put the salt, or whatever the fuck it was, on the roads so that you can drive. It's not that hard.
Abrielle was walking along the mushy sidewalk, trying to concentrate on not falling. Her and wet ground didn't mix. She was a clumsy girl when it came down to it, it wasn't hard to make her fall on her ass. Her blue eyes looked up so she could see where she was walking and the pure white snow caught her attention. She stopped walking and bent down, picking some of the cold snow up with her hand. It sure was beautiful. With a smile, she threw it back down and stood back up completely.
She continued on her walk, and started to think about Maine. It was very different from Florida, it was less... exciting , to say the least. She was used to seeing people her age partying with ever turn she took. That was her lifestyle, it's what she was used to. Sure, she could probably find a secret party at Hawthorne, but there was the chance of getting caught and being put into isolation. She heard that wasn't a good place. She, personally, thought that she didn't belong there. So, she had a phobia or two. Everyone did, there was no reason to put her in a school for fucked up kids. She shook her head of the thoughts, just in time to fall flat on her ass. Just like she was preventing to do, "Ow," She mumbled, her bottom lip poking out in a pout, "That fucking hurt."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -THIS POST GOES OUT TO JEFFREE COLLEN AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE! THERE ARE ABOUT 367 WORDS SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. I JUST SO HAPPEN TO BE WEARING CLICK THIS PRETTY LITTLE NUMBER. OH, BEFORE I FORGET! I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT Yeah, this isn't that good. I didn't want her to just walk up to him and say, "hey! you're that dude from chat! how ya derin!" that'd be kind of strange.. Lol.. |
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Post by jeffreemarccollen on Jan 11, 2011 21:07:34 GMT -5
CAUSE I'M OVERLY ATTRACTED,
and terribly convinced
[/color] The sound of a sloppy crash caused Jeff's eyes to jerk towards its origin. It didn't sound all too soft, and the curses that were blurted out only confirmed his accusations. Before him lie a girl, flat on her ass in the wet sloshy mush. Grinning, he jogged over to her, trudging through the snow shakily. When he reached her, he studied her state. Yup, definitely tripped. Laughing lightly, Jeff politely offered his hand to her. " I'm sure you meant to do that."[/color] He teased, smiling brightly. She seemed awfully familiar, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on who she was. Big hazel eyes, nice hair, cute face.. definitely things he'd remember if he saw them. Though a name wasn't popping into his head, but he'd find out in a second. " Need some help? "[/color] Jeff asked, flexing his fingers, signaling her to grab on. THAT YOU COULD BE MY PRINCESS,
and I could be your prince.[/b]
WORDS: I dunno, but it's super short v_v
OUTFIT: pew pew
COMMENTS: I tried to stretch this out best I could lolol
LYRICS: Jane doe- NevershoutNever
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Post by abrielle elaine worthy on Jan 11, 2011 21:46:01 GMT -5
'cause you left me
police scene chalk line
tequila shots in the [/color] dark scene of the crime
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She knew that she should get up, but she really didn't want to. That fall really hurt, and she wasn't one for pain. She learned that the hard way. "Ugh, that was fucking smart. Stupid snow," She mumbled to herself. Abrielle sat up and her blue eyes looked at the tattooed boy that had jogged over to her. She offered him a bright smile and nodded her head, "Yeah, I just wanted to let the ground get a good feel," she said, laughing a little bit afterward. She ran a hand through her hair before letting out a breath. That really hurt. Falling on cement wasn't fun, I'd advise you not to do it.
Abrielle nodded her head at him again, and grabbing his hand and standing up, "Thanks," She said, wiping off the snowflakes that hadn't melted into her jeans yet. She looked up at the guy and studied him. He looked familiar but, for a moment, she couldn't put a name to the face. She bit her bottom lip and searched her brain before it came to her. He was Jeffree, from the chat. He was always fighting with Leo, or Hope. She gave him a warm smile before saying, "You're Jeffree, right?"
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -THIS POST GOES OUT TO JEFFREE COLLEN AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE! THERE ARE ABOUT 220 WORDS SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. I JUST SO HAPPEN TO BE WEARING CLICK THIS PRETTY LITTLE NUMBER. OH, BEFORE I FORGET! I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT Haha, yours was short. Silly goober, but it's okay. c: I tried to work with it as much as I could.. |
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Post by jeffreemarccollen on Jan 12, 2011 0:54:41 GMT -5
CAUSE I'M OVERLY ATTRACTED,
and terribly convinced
[/color] Jeffree chuckled slightly as she cursed at the snow, she was rather amusing, and again as she agreed with his previous statement. Pulling back to help her get up, he smiled as she stood, brushing the snow off her pretty-little-clothes. Crossing his arms, he swayed back and forth on his heels comfortably. Though he was surprised to hear that she actually knew his name. Tilting his head, Jeff squinted his eyes, studying her super carefully. Then, it hit him- " Ohhh, Abrielle- Elle."[/color] He said, smiling sweetly, glad that he'd remembered her name- girls liked that. " Nice to meet you in person haha."[/color] He continued. It was becoming increasingly weird that he met so many people from the chat at random, but hey, meeting new faces wasn't exactly a bad thing. Turning, Jeff looked over his shoulder at her. " Walk with me? "[/color] He asked in a short-and-to-the-point manner. For about a second he thought of asking for her to take his hand, but A: they'd just met. B: he didn't want to scare her away, and C: Jeff definitely didn't want a Hope repeat. So the thought disappeared from his mind just as soon as it'd popped up. Jesus, maybe the guys on the chat were right. He was shaping up to be quite the slutty-duck. THAT YOU COULD BE MY PRINCESS,
and I could be your prince.[/b]
WORDS: Almost 300 :l
OUTFIT: pew pew
COMMENTS: stupid short posts. baaah.
LYRICS: Jane doe- NevershoutNever
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Post by abrielle elaine worthy on Jan 12, 2011 18:27:40 GMT -5
'cause you left me
police scene chalk line
tequila shots in the [/color] dark scene of the crime
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Abrielle was actually staying calm, she liked it. Usually when she talked to a boy face to face, she would freak out, well on the inside. She always kept cool on the outside. She hated to show her fears, she couldn't stand it. It was stupid to her, that she could get so scared so easily now. She used to be able to take risks, now she couldn't do that. Her mind prevented her from it. It drove her insane. Whenever she saw a guy, her heartbeat would increase and she would constantly look at the ground, or bit her lip. When she got scared, she didn't want to look them in the eye, afraid that they might see that she was a little scared of them.
She smiled a little bit and nodded her head when he said her name. The chatroom had decided to give her a nickname, saying her real name was too long to spell. Well, Cameron said that anyway. She didn't really mind it, though. It seemed weird to her, to meet a random person from a chatroom. She didn't expect to meet him, atleast not this soon, "Um.. Nice to meet you too," She said, keeping the polite tone to her voice. She didn't really know what else to say. What were you to say to a person you meet off of a chatroom? It was weird, just saying. She didn't get how people dated online, then decided to meet in person. They could be a fucking serial killer for all they knew.
Raising her head to look at Jeff when he spoke to her, Abrielle thought for a moment. Eventually, she let out a sigh and nodded her head. She wasn't going to turn him down on what could be a nice walk. Maybe, just maybe, she could gain a nice friend out of it. Sure, she would always have that slight fear, but she's been trying to get over it without a counselor. Yeah, it hadn't been working, "Sure," She said, walking up to him. She wasn't very good with guys anymore, she never knew what to say to them, or how to act around them. So, she didn't say anything else afterward. She just stuck her hands in her pockets, and looked down at her feet, biting her bottom lip.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -THIS POST GOES OUT TO JEFFREE COLLEN AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE DONE! THERE ARE ABOUT 400 WORDS SO THAT SHOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. I JUST SO HAPPEN TO BE WEARING CLICK THIS PRETTY LITTLE NUMBER. OH, BEFORE I FORGET! I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT Silly boy. I love how you put slutty duck in your post, it made me grin. Lol. Sorry, I'm still trying to get used to abrielle, so this posts sucks.. |
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Post by jeffreemarccollen on Jan 13, 2011 7:09:05 GMT -5
CAUSE I'M OVERLY ATTRACTED,
and terribly convinced
[/color] When she finally agreed to walk with him, Jeffree smiled, picking up his feet and walking along the side-walk. After waiting a minute-or-two, he noticed that something wasn't quite right. Concerned, he looked to his side, eying her with curious eyes. He'd hoped that he hadn't made her nervous, first-impressions were always the ones that lasted longest right? " You alright? I hope i'm not like, creeping you out."[/color] He said, laughing lightly afterwards. Maybe it'd make her feel more comfortable in a humorous environment. Taking advantage of his situation, he took his 'concerned look' as an opportunity to actually get a good look at her. Not that he was a perv, he just needed to know what he was working with. She was very well kept, hardly an imperfection upon her lovely skin. Though unlike alot of girls, she seemed more natural. Not caked in make-up, and dressed in a classy manner. Things Jeff definitely liked about her. Although he couldn't quite figure out her personality. Hopefully she was just a tad shy. Pushing his little accusations aside, Jeffree put on a little casual smile, just in case she looked up. It'd be weird to have someone just staring at you with a blank expression. THAT YOU COULD BE MY PRINCESS,
and I could be your prince.[/b]
WORDS: Only two paragraphs, way to dig deep Matt.
OUTFIT: pew pew
COMMENTS: I'll get betturr
LYRICS: Jane doe- NevershoutNever
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Post by abrielle elaine worthy on Jan 13, 2011 17:32:26 GMT -5
'cause you left me
police scene chalk line
tequila shots in the [/color] dark scene of the crime
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She was slightly surprised that Jeffree had noticed something about her, but then again she wasn't happy about it. She didn't like when people noticed that she was uncomfortable, or scared, when they were around guys. She tried hard to cover it up, but she could never cover it up completely. Abrielle looked up at Jeffree, and smile slightly, nodding her head, "Um.. Sorry. Yeah, I'm fine, sorry," She said, taking one of her hands out of her pocket and pushing some hair behind her ear. She wasn't going to say, 'No, I'm not fine. I have this small phobis of men, sorry.' She didn't want him to think that she was a freak of some kind.
Running a hand through her hair, she looked over at Jeffree with a smile, "You're not creeping me out at all," she didn't want him to think that he was creeping her out, because he wasn't. It wasn't his fault that she had this phobia of men. She really wished that the boy that gave her this fear, would get what was coming to him. She shook the thoughts from her mind and bit the inside of her cheek, before speaking again, "So, um.. How about we not be strangers. Tell me a little about yourself?" She asked, trying to find some conversation. She wanted to find out about him, anyway. Maybe that fear would vanish if she knew more about the tattooed boy that she was walking beside. Hell, who was she trying to fool? That fear would never go away, no matter if she found out everything about a guy.
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