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Post by nickolaus ian andrews on Jan 20, 2011 20:16:23 GMT -5
So far..it wasn't to bad at this place. Ian didn't really want to be here, but as long as he had Danni, he would be fine, and of course as long as no one pissed him off. That would be great too, but you can't get everything you want now can you. So here he was..sitting alone in the lounge, with his acoustic guitar, and a notebook. He wasn't actually playing it, thinking the others in the room would get annoyed, but then again there wasn't many people in here. Just a few, someone asleep on the couch others just watching TV. He didn't want to start shit though, he had only been here a couple of days, and really didn't want to get in trouble with the people here so soon.
Ian played with one of his lip-rings, thinking about his song a little more, he'd only written a few words so far. Something wasn't right. He needed inspiration, which meant he wanted to see Danni. He closed his eyes, he worried for Danni now, he didn't like being so worried all the time, but protective instincts i guess. He didn't want to lose him, ever. He didn't know how things would be if he lost Danni. He was all Ian cared about, besides his music.
Ian let out a soft sigh, and stood from his seat, maybe he could go for a walk, think about things. He needed to get this song done. He began to put away his guitar, not liking the day so far.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 20, 2011 20:54:34 GMT -5
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Cameron walked back into the dorms. She had just left isolation. Boy was it boring in there, but at least she was able to stay out of classes. That was a great plus. Alright so she kinda deserved that isolation trip, but if they hadn’t of interrupted her, then Cara would be dead. And Cameron would be happy.
As she walked into the common room she went over and sat on one of the chairs in her usual fashion. Legs over the arm of the chair and her back leaning against the other arm. She leaned her head against the back of the chair and smiled.
She noticed someone new, it seemed like they were uneasy. She had learned from her little chat with Nathaniel that she could fake normal pretty well, and make herself seem extremely nice. Of course she would use this now.
”Hey, are you new? I haven’t seen you around here at all” she said as she noticed his guitar. ”So you play?” she asked before sitting up so that she wasn’t leaning into the chair as much.
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Post by nickolaus ian andrews on Jan 20, 2011 23:53:23 GMT -5
Ian barley noticed the person until she spoke to him. He jumped a little, her voice startling him a little. He turned to her. "Yeah..i'm new, just got here about two days ago." He looked at his guitar, and smiled a little. "Yeah..i play, what about you?" He asked curiously. It wasn't such a bad idea to make a few friends right? i mean..he didn't want to be some kind of loner for next year and a half. Or maybe the fact that he was gay would scare everyone off like it did at his old school. But that's what this was, a fresh start. No more of those assholes from the past. Yes, there would be people like that here, but not like he cared. They would be easy to ignore.
Ian sighed, and closed his guitar case. He turned back to the girl. "How long have you been here?" his lips grew into a half smile. Maybe he should introduce himself aye? "Ian." He said flatly, offering his hand for her to shake
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 21, 2011 0:11:54 GMT -5
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Cameron saw him jump slightly and she smiled. It was a natural reaction but sadly she was use to laughing at people’s reactions. She wasn’t taught any different and spending most of your teenage years in a psych ward changes the way that one looks at things.
She nodded when he said that he just got there a few days ago. So he had came when she was in isolation. That was a nice tidbit, she’d have to read his file later on why he was here and anything else that interested her. She shook her head when he asked if she played. ”It wasn’t in my parents plan when I was little. But I kind of fucked up their plan when I was young, so it doesn’t matter” she said shrugging her shoulders.
Her parents plan? For her to grow up and become something extremely successful. Although she didn’t see that. She had always loved information, even when she was younger. She wanted to do something with science, her parents disliked that idea and pushed her more towards something to do with medical. She hated the way her parents didn’t think about her, only about them. That’s when she first attempted suicide.
”I’ve been here for a week or two, but had to spend quite a few days in isolation as part of intake to get over some jetlag.” she said softly. She hated spending time in isolation. It was all the truth, at least the first part was. The second could partially be a lie, she did just get out of isolation for trying to kill Cara again, but needless to say she had spent more time in intake for jetlag than everyone else.
”Cameron” she said with a smile. No nicknames would be accepted, unless you were Aleksei. Aleksei could call her what he wanted and vice versa. In fact she had multiple nicknames for him.
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Post by nickolaus ian andrews on Jan 21, 2011 16:57:02 GMT -5
Ian nodded when she spoke of music not being in her parents plans for her. "Ah, plans...gotta love them." He said with a bit of a sarcastic tone. He never really knew what his parents wanted him to do in life...maybe be a dentist, ha. Either way they gave up on him when they found out he was gay, they had of course tried to push him into liking girls. Now that was a disaster. Ian shook the memory of those nights out. That was the first night he ran away.
Ian nodded he honestly didn't want to ever see isolation, but that was bound to happen. "How horrible is it in there?" He asked a smirk spreading across his lips. He noticed her accent, "Your from England right? forgive me if i'm wrong." He was pretty good at guessing accents, and English accents weren't hard to miss.
He nodded when she said her name, it didn't seem like she'd be the kind of person to accept nicknames from anyone. "Nice to meet you Camereon." He put his hands in his sweatshirt pocket. "So, what are you in here for?"
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 22, 2011 10:56:45 GMT -5
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Cameron smiled at his sarcasm. Of course her parents wanted the best for her, but she was fine not working. She knew that she would have to work eventually, but she wanted to do her own thing, not what her parents wanted. As he asked about isolation she thought for a minute. Did she want to tell him that she enjoyed it? That she was perfectly fine being alone, or keep lying to everyone why she was here.
”Its not that bad, I mean your alone, but theres no one there to fuck with you.” she said smiling. She smiled when he guessed that she was from England. It was obviously her accent, but she loved it. Having an accent so that you stood out among the Americans. ”Yeah I’m from Hastings” she said smiling.
Of course she was slightly lying about where she was from. Hastings was a few hours away from her, she lived closer to London, but people didn’t need to know that. She smiled again when he said that it was nice to meet her. Sure, they would go with that. Since really people hated her. ”I’m here for being suicidal” she said softly.
That was the truth, kind of. She went to her first psych ward under low risk as a suicidal, then was upped to medium risk when she attempted it for a second time. Before she showed her true colors and pushed Cara off the roof. Then she went to high risk, sociopath. What a great evolution of problems. Although they had really diagnosed her with depressive conduct disorder, where she would get depressed and become suicidal when ever she was ‘down’.
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