Dream A Little Dream of Me [Open]

[clyde]

It was late, but then Clyde had no problem with that. The moon light gave the indoor pool a nice glow. Everything looked blue and in the cover of darkness and a few dim lights, Clyde could still see enough to enjoy a quick swim for a little while.

With his towel and bag resting at the edge of the pool, he stuck a foot in the water. It wasn't really warm but it wasn't cold either. Having a heated pool definitely had its benefits and Clyde knew it would only take a minute to get used to the moderate temperature anyway.

Slipping into the water, he stood at the edge for a while before going under water and coming back up, his hair slicked back and out of the way. It was long and went just past his shoulders but Clyde liked it that way. His mother hated his clothes and his hair and is love of rock music and his unique sense of style.. But that made Clyde that much more determined to keep everything the way it was and not change. She wanted him to change and so he wouldn't whenever possible.

All her life the woman had tried to control every aspect of his and everything was always about her. She was selfish in every way possible and Clyde hated it but he also felt like he was stuck. So he took every little chance he could to rebel against her and to try to break free of the very short leash she had him on, even resorting to suicide which gave him the deep and very obvious scars down his left forearm. He had even damaged a few tendons which was what left him unable to play his music.

Two suicide attempts and a kind step-father later, Clyde was away from her. He was safe and free and he wouldn't trade it for the world. Hawthorne might be a nightmare for some but for him, it was a dream.

TAG: Open to any potential love interest or anyone who wants to flirt with him for a while.

[cassie]

Cass was a strange girl, who did some of the strangest things. Like walks in the moonlight. Okay so she walked around all the time. But it was prettier at night. Everything was more beautiful at night. Okay so she would much rather swim outside in the lake by moonlight, but hell it was way too cold for that. Even for a girl from Alaska. So she wasn't going to be dumb and go there, instead she heard the indoor pool was heated.

She skipped the whole way to the pool, in a green and red skirt and fluffy like top over her bathing suit. She was not dumb enough either to walk outside in a bathing suit. She grasped the towel in her hand as she walked into the pool area.

She didn't expect anyone to be there, and when she saw someone she shrugged it off. She didn't mind people, people usually minded her. So she took of her shirt and skirt and danced her way to the stairs. She stepped down the stairs and sat on them. She wasn't the greatest swimmer in the world and she really just wanted to relax.

Leaning her head on the side of the pool she smiled before her stomach growled and she frowned. It usually didn't do that. Not unless she binged some amounts of days prior to the incident. When she did that she gave her body the impression of food and it wanted more. But she hadn't binged in awhile. Maybe it was all the time she spent in the kitchen, faking like she was actually a normal human being. The smell of the food most of finally go to her. Maybe the food she made for others. She wasn't sure but she clutched her stomach as tears formed in her eyes.

These were the worse times, when she was actually hungry. Closing her eyes tight she tried to breath and forget about the feeling she was having. Hoping that the guy wouldn't notice her, that maybe she could blend into the background.

notes: well this could be interesting XD Cass isn't one to outright flirt with anyone. Not on purpose. or out of any like for them. if someone actually took the nerve to talk to her she'd be very nice to the point where most people consider it flirting XD when it's just her...i'm not sure if it'd ever be anything more

[clyde]

Clyde was fiddling with his ipod and the external speakers when he heard footsteps. A girl came skipping into the place and Clyde looked up for a second, wondering if he should say hi but she was still far enough away for it to not be an issue. This was a public place after all so she had the right to be here as much as he did.

Clyde kept his distance for a while but decided to leave the music just in case the girl didn't like it. Looking over at the girl after she got into the water, Clyde had intended to go up and ask if she'd mind if he played a bunch of music but when he looked over the girl seemed to be in pain. He couldn't really tell for sure but she was clutching her stomach and that generally wasn't a god sign.

Clyde stopped for a moment but then swan up to her. "Hey, you okay?" the Australian asked. She didn't look alright but Clyde wasn't able to put two and two together and figure it out.. There must have been some trigonometry involved.. He definitely didn't like that subject very much. Perhaps it was the mild dyslexia.. Switching numbers and stuff all the time definitely made maths very annoying and adding letters and shapes did not help at all.

[[Sounds good, we'll see what happens ]]

[cassie]

Cass's eyes flew open when she heard the voice. She nodded and pulled her hands away from her stomach and sat them on her lap, clasping them together, as she tried to fight the agonizing pain of her stomach. She didn't want to eat, and she wasn't going to listen to anyone, not even her own body.

She gave a bright smile, like she would any other time someone talked to her. She stood up, trying her best to be normal and ignore the feeling. "I'm great, better then great actually," she said with a soft laugh. "I'm amazingly exceptionally great."

Laughing she stepped off of the steps, her stomach pains already a mile behind her as she actually did something. As she talked and laughed and smiled. 'no more sitting around then,' she said to herself, noticing that it didn't hurt anymore.

"Thanks to you," she said matter of factly. It was the truth of course, but it came out in a high pitched flirtatious way. Not that she actually planned on that. She twirled once before realizing she hadn't even told the guy her name.

"Oh Sweet Mary and Joseph I forgot to tell you my name," she said all happy sounding. "That would be really dumb if we talked and I didn't even know your name. And now here I am babbling like a silly baboon."

Shaking her head she gave a soft laugh before dunking her head in the water just because it seemed like fun. When she came up for air she smiled, "I'm Annabelle Cassie Bianchi. But everyone calls me Cass. Well not everybody. Just all the people I can tell to do those things."

[clyde]

Clyde just stared at the girl. "First of all, those are my lines," the Asustralian told her. "Second, I usually mean it so I know what that looks like and you're not exactly pulling it off really well," he told her. He was always happy, optimistic and just shy of painfully positive. Clyde was always in a good mood but always managed to stop before taking it too far and actually becoming annoying.

"Okay.. Maybe you're alright now.." he said slowly, "But ya weren't before," he decided, happy to move on from here. What ever was clearly bothering her had passed, and he could see that as she moved away. He supposed he should just drop it and let it be, at least for now, considering he didn't know this girl.

Clyde just grinned at the exclamation. 'Oh Sweet Mary and Joseph?' People actually said that? If ever there was a big 'lol' moment that was it but Clyde didn't laugh, he just put on his bit stupid grin. It was usually him that got into conversation so quick that he'd forget to give the person his name but now everything was reversed and that was kind of fun to watch. He wondered if this was what it was like for people who spoke to him.

The water would have stopped just above his waist but Clyde stayed in the water for now, letting it go up to his chest and unconsciously hiding the scars on his arm. Clyde just smiled at the introduction.. Full names, that was new. "I'm Clyde Noah Arlington. Clyde's fine. Arlington's not even my real last name I stole'd it," he told her with a grin. Yeah, that was always a good story to tell, a real short one too.

[cassie]

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

Cass frowned slightly, no one ever told her that but she gave a shake of her head and another bright smile. "Opps. Well next time I'll let you say that then," she ran her hand idly through her hair as she stared up in a kind of tranquil manner. She didn't know when to stop, she usually became annoying after awhile. She couldn't help being so happy, it was just her. Though on some occasions it was fake happiness. This time it was a mix of both real and fake.

"Oh yeah but before was nothing. But I'm darns peachy right now," she cooed before leaning back letting her body float above the water. It was the one thing she was actually good at, floating. Her hair fanned out around her face almost like a golden halo, except it was wet so it looked darker then her usual golden color. So more like a brown halo?

She just laughed when he repeated her whole exclamation thing. Haha she was used to people finding some of the things she used funny. She wasn't even religious, she just liked saying Mary and Joseph and oh holy mother of Jesus. They were just a lot funner to say then oh gosh or oh my god or any of those words.

"Well Clyde it's very nice to meet you," she said laughing when he said he stole his last name. "Oh well then I better hide my name before you take it too," she said jokingly. "Name theft is bad," she stood back up and put out her hand for him to shake.

It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up

tags;clyde
notes;haha she's way too sweet
words;two;seven;five
outfit;here
music;basket case;greenday

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[clyde]

Clyde just smiled. She seemed nice enough, pretty upbeat and just a little crazy but that was what he was most of the time. Clyde was the crazy, happy, upbeat sort of person so this was like looking into a really warped mirror. Of course, he could be that way all the time and right now he was more into trying to relax. It was some much needed down time where he could just stay in the water a while, clear his thoughts and do nothing.

He wondered for a second if that was how people saw him. He wasn't completely like her but he was always happy and a little hyper and could go on and on for hours about whatever topic came up. She seemed like she might be a bit like that too, not easy to keep up with sometimes. Clyde wonder if that was what he was like when he got into those moods.

"Yeah I can see that," Clyde told her with a grin. She was all good now so whatever it was could be forgotten at least for now. "It's nice to meet you too Cass," he told her with a smile. Clyde grinned at the whole name thing. "Well, it was my step-dad and he was fine with the whole thing," he told her with a light shrug.

[cassie]

Cass nodded at him and slowly let her hand fall down to the water when he didn't take it. She wondered if she did something wrong again. She always seemed to be doing stuff wrong. She never understood it but she had tried to do stuff differently but her mother still ignored her. People still thought her strange. Nothing seemed to help not even overdosing didn't even work. Hell she wasn't dead was she?

No instead she was in some place for insane teenagers. Or well 'problemed' teenagers. Why did they all have to be problems, some of them were just misunderstood. Yes some were problems. But she wasn't was she? Wait maybe she was a problem. But they didn't send problemed adults here. No only criminals got send away. But what about the moms who ignore their kids. Those only got send to jail if it's really bad. But not all the time. And cass found that unfair.

But she felt horrible as she stared at her hand then back up to Clyde. Maybe he really didn't want her here, but oh well. She wasn't leaving. It was warm in the pool and she knew the moment she got out, no matter how cold alaska is, she was going to be freezing.

Her smile had faltered slightly but she fixed the bright smile on her face. She was noticeably not as happy as before. Now she was forcing herself to be happy and not many people knew the difference. But it was always obvious by how big her smile was. She could never get her fake smiles to match her normal ones, so her smile was smaller then before.

She nodded slightly and gave a nervous laugh, "Okay in that case you are free to go about your business without fearing i'll call the name police." She was trying to have her usual banter but she couldn't must much anymore. Not when she was feeling like this.

[clyde]

[[lol! totally didn't see the hand thing, my bad! sorryyy lol]]

"OH! Hand, sorry, totally spaced," he said, the darkness and the fact that he was just talking to her and not paying attention had led to missing the hand until he saw it move down. "I'm not really a handshake person anyway though, more of a hug person so if you want one of those I can definitely help you out," he told her with a grin. He was a very friendly sort of person so hugs were way better. In fact, the less formal it was the more he liked it... usually.

"Well, I like it better anyway. It used to Robinson which was alright until some of my friends started singing 'Mrs. Robinson' every time someone even mentions my mum," he told her. "It got really annoying but her name's changed now too so it doesn't really matter," he told her.

"I guess it works out better.. Cause as much as I don't like my mum it'd be weird if my parents were Mr and Mrs. Arlington and I'm Clyde Robinson," he told her. It just wouldn't fit and people would probably look at him and wonder what was going on there. It was serious and more uniformed to just change it too, especially since there was no chance of seeing his dad again since the last he heard, the man was on some random island with some girl who wasn't more than four or five years older than him.

[cassie]

Cassie sighed and rubbed her forehead softly and looked up at Clyde, “Oh…okay.” It made her feel better that he didn’t hate her. It made her feel, close to him in some way. Maybe it was cause he seemed to not mind her crazy talk and happy attitude. It felt good for once, to be accepted by a peer. So she just smiled, “I like hugs. They are nice.”

She tilted her head to the side, “Why did they do that?” She didn’t get it, not entirely. It didn’t make much since to her at all. “I don’t get people sometimes,” she admitted with a sigh. Hell she got nothing anyone other then herself did. Half the time she didn’t get what she did. Not entirely. She didn’t understand the human mind, it made no sense. They were all so irrational and well it sucked. “Oh Yeah. I guess.”

She giggled and shook her head, “That would be strange.” She shrugged, still she wouldn’t know. Her mom went through last names like flavors of Kool-Aid. But Cassie always kept her father’s name. It was the only part of him she had, Bianchi. With that she knew he was most likely Italian and she could find him, if she thought it all the way through. But she wasn’t sure she wanted to see the guy who walked out of her life. Hell he was probably one of those jerks Mom was always marrying anyway. It would have been a total waste to meet him. “I have no clue what its like. My mom’s name is never the same for more then a month.”

[clyde]

"Great," Clyde said, seeing this as his invitation, he moved in and hugged her for a moment. It was just a quick hug but it was nice. Clyde was always a fan of affection and all its various forms. It was just nice. Hell, he'd go snuggle with a sick kid to make him feel better, it was just how he was.

"I think it was just a running theme with my year group.. Cause out English teacher was a Miss. Jones and everyone always wanted to know if you've met her," he said, looking like this confused him but it didn't. He got it and he went along with it and it was fun. Sometimes Clyde missed his name, Clyde Robinson.. He had been that for like sixteen years but his dad left and then it was just his mum and soon her name changed and as strained as their relationship was, he couldn't bear to be left out.

"Really? Wow," he said. "Does she ever forget and use the wrong one? She'd probably have to get new credit cards sent out all the time for new signatures.. That'd be so annoying," he said, thinking about it. He thought about things in a slightly different way than most and certain things just stood out to him. Tell him a woman gets married a lot and he wonders how annoying it would be to remember new names and to change her signature.

"Well, that's life guess," he said, shrugging it off with a smile. He didn't like to dwell on the bad or the negative it just was not conducive for a happy life and after all the stuff that had happen, Clyde just wanted to be happy, so much so that he often over did it.