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Post by Stasya ♥ on Aug 4, 2009 0:08:40 GMT -5
"Gouge out your eyes, pull your heart to the floor; With my heart, my skin, my kiss; Stand back, drop to your knees, I'll stand back as you bleed; With my heart, my skin, my kiss. This blade it feels so cold, baby hold me while, I'm shaking; This knife has pierced my soul, I sit alone while, I'm shaking; And yes I'll laugh out loud, with blind eyes, I'm shaking..." Jude hesitantly opened his eyes, his iPod playing his favorite band. He glanced at his clock and sighed, kicking the blankets off. He rolled out of bed and grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and a tight black long sleeve that had holes in the cuffs that he would put his thumbs throw; the way he wore it like that made it seem like that was how the shirt was supposed to look. Looking at himself in the mirror, Jude had become less and less used to how he looked without makeup and with his hair down. I look like a normal teenage boy... Huh, how strange. He walked out of the room and into the bathroom to put on his makeup. It didn't take him long before he had finished his makeup and hair. Jude looked at his reflection once more before he walked out the bathroom and grabbed his backpack, iPod, wallet, and keys. Quietly, he walked out the door and headed to his best friends house. Not only was Tripp's house on the way to school but Jude had made it a habit of going to Tripp's house before school since shortly after the two met. When he got to the house, Jude stood on his tiptoes and grabbed the sparekey. Unlocking the door, he walked in -- being careful not to wake up Tripp's dad -- and sat on the couch. "Gouge out your eyes, pull your heart to the floor; With my heart, my skin, my kiss; Stand back, drop to your knees, I'll stand back as you bleed; Sweetness loves me, tastes me, hears me. Wait for them to come on in and take you, away from me again; Wait for them to come on in and take you, black rose dying."
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"Cum on, tripp. Wakey wakey! Dont make me cum n there... Im waiting in the living room so hurry up, plz.[/i][/size][/color]" Tripp moaned, grabbing his phone and reading the text. He smirked and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He pulled on a pair of light blue jeans covered in writing in pen of different colors and styles, holes, and chains. Running his fingers through his hair instead of combing it, Tripp walked out of his bedroom and through the living room to the laundry room. "Hey, Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better," he sang, searching through the dryer. He heard Jude laugh quietly and smirked. Grabbing a black, faded Beatles shirt and pulling it on, Tripp walked out humming the rest of the song. "Did you eat anything?" Tripp searched the refrigerator. He grabbed two boxes of fried rice from the night before's dinner and tossed one to Jude. He slid on a pair of shoes, grabbed his bag and headed out the door with Jude. "Na na na nana na na, nana na na, hey Jude...," he sand as they walked down the street, dumping some of the rice into his mouth. "You're a horrible singer. You know that, right, Tripp?" Jude suppressed a laugh, twisting the box of rice in his hands. "NA NA NA NANA NA NA, NANA NA NA, HEY JUDE..." He sang louder, his voice echoing off the neighboring houses. Tripp put Jude into a headlock and laughed. "I know but at least I sing. Unlike some people," he said, letting go off Jude and ruffling his hair.
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Post by The Mortician's Daughter on Aug 4, 2009 0:32:37 GMT -5
Brooke walked out the door of her house, wearing her slightly too big AC/DC t-shirt, her black skinny jeans, and her converses. She was looking forward to school- Despite the fact that she always got picked on. Being the nerd that she was, she really didn't care what other people thought of her, she just would sit alone in her corner and do her shcool work, unlike other people. She rounded the corner and began singing along to her favorite song by Avenged Sevenfold. Critical Acclaim. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Maria walked down the street, wearing a black Blue October t-shirt, black jeans, and faded converses with broken hearts on them. "To my ray of sunshine, you're the only thing that gets me by, and when I think of you, I know in my heart that I never tried from the start These feelings I have for you, will never fade away I just can't be without you So this is the day, you'll hear me say I was wrong, all along. Now I'm tryin' to change and I'm finally starting to see it's my fault That you're gone and this is my apology." Mari sang along, quietly to Apology by Makeshift Romeo. She was a misfit, and she never fit in with anyone, so she simply chose to ignore people, unless the wanted to fight, then she'd throw a few punches and walk away, people called her weird, partly because she was. But that didn't bother her at all.
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Post by Abby! (: on Aug 4, 2009 0:40:48 GMT -5
Jenna woke up with a yawn and sighed looking outside from the window in her appartment. "Kim wake up." she muttered and threw a shoe at her sister
Kimmy moaned and ignored her sister.
Jenna sighed and looked in her cloest and grabbed a pair of light pink tights and rainbow knee high socks. She grabbed a pair of short jean shorts as well and a hot pink shirt with an orange on it and a glass of orange juice the orage was saying "Mom?". "KIMBERLY-ANNE WAKE UP!" Jenna threw another shoe
"I am damn!" Kimmy moaned.
Jenna smiled and went into the bathroom and brushed her hair and teeth. She put a purple bow in her hair and sighed "SEE YA!" she yelled walking out the front door and grabbed her Mp3 player. Overall Jenna was a quiet girl as of three years ago. She used to be quite popular but was kicked out of the group after she stopped talking. Now all she does is listen to MJ on her Mp3 player.
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Post by The Mortician's Daughter on Aug 4, 2009 1:23:53 GMT -5
Brooke arrived at school and sat on the steps, she had ten minutes before the school opened so she took out her homework and checked it for the sixth time, going over each letter to make sure there wasn't anything that would need to be corrected in any way. "The thought of ending it soon..." Brooke sang, under her breath as she corrected a question mark on her history paper. Brooke was a perfectionist. Everything had to be perfect, no matter what it was.
Maria kept walking, still listening to Makeshift Romeo. She sang along quietly, "And this is my apology...." Her favorite part. She was practically obsessed with that song for some reason, she could listen to it for like, ever. No one would ever be able to understand Mari, so they shouldn't even try.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Aug 4, 2009 1:40:18 GMT -5
Jude and Tripp walked up to the building, Tripp still loudly singing Hey Jude with Jude smiling and humming along. Jude was a bit self-conscious when it came to singing, so he didn't really do it.
"So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin; You're waiting for someone to perform with. And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do; The movement you need is on your shoulder. Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her under your skin, then you'll begin to make it... Better better better better better better, ohh!" Tripp looked at Jude and snickered. "Well, aren't you beaming like a little schoolgirl?"
Jude shrugged, and took his smile down a notch. "Shut up. Like we need anymore reason for people to call us gay." The two boys hung out almost all the time and a lot of the school thought they were queer for each other, mostly since Jude is a little more feminine than masculine.
Tripp rolled his eyes. "Labels are for assholes so fuck 'em." He sat and replied to a text on his phone. "But 'asshole' is a label so, there's no winning there, my friend." He looked up and Jude, shielding his eyes from the sun. "Hah! This is probably the first time I've had to look up at you."
Jude grinned. He liked that since he was about 8 inches shorter than Tripp when they were both standing up. "Then I'm going to stay standing, I like being the taller one for once."
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Post by Abby! (: on Aug 4, 2009 1:44:27 GMT -5
Jenna looked around at everybody as she approched on the school grounds She sat down at a table and sighed "Dirty Diana" was blareing in her ears. She yawned and took a V8 v-fusion out of her bag and started drinking it. (sorry I'm tired)
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Post by Ray on Aug 4, 2009 18:42:32 GMT -5
Macey slowly walked towards school, tugging on the tops of her elbow-length gloves to hide her latest scars. She knew she was gonna be late, but she didn't give a shit. Her black Dr. Martens combat boots clicked along the sidewalk. She held her black notebook and black mechanical pencil to her chest. She scanned the schoolgrounds for Jude. She saw him standing over by Tripp. She cursed, wishing that he was alone. When he was around Tripp, he'd totally ignore her. But Macey's thoughts were torn away from Jude. "Hey, freak." Veronica stepped out from around the vending machines. "Writing more crap, I see." Macey narowed her eyes. "Shut up." She whispered. "Bitch." Veronica clenched her teeth. "What was that, freak?" She grabbed a fistful of Macey's hair and pulled on her hair. Macey yanked a way, her eyes watering. Veronica smirked. "Leave, and wipe off that skanky makeup." Macey pulled away, pushing through the crowd, past Jude, not even looking at him, her makeup streaking. She raced into the buliding at up the steps to her favorite spot on the campus - the 3rd floor girls bathroom, where she stored her Swiss Army Knife. She slipped into the 2nd stall and lifted the top of the toilet and took out the SAK, flipping out the knife and placing it on her palm. The knife made a bloody line across her hand. She put the glove back on and slipped out as the bell rang.
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Post by The Mortician's Daughter on Aug 4, 2009 18:52:30 GMT -5
"Hey," Maria suddenly appeared in front of Veronica. "Wanna try that with me?" She asked, her voice monotone. Mari secretly wished that Veronica would want to fight with her, it would be greatly amusing to punch the other girl in the face. Being who she was, she didn't care really what anyone thought of her. "Or are you too scared?" Mari asked.
Brooke looked up to see some misfit she'd never paid much attention to asking Veronica to basically go screw herself or fight her. Brooke hoped that Veronica would simply walk away, the misfit looked like it would win, as it likely had more experience fighting then Veronica did. Brooke knew Veronica well- Since they had such a good relationship, Veronica would ask her to do her homework and then make fun of her after she handed her the paper.
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Post by Abby! (: on Aug 4, 2009 19:02:54 GMT -5
Jenna looked at the fight and snickered. She loathed Veronica with a passion. She streached and fallowed Macey. She found her in the bathroom and smiled at her waving a hand. She wasn't going to say much. Macey was an Emo and Jenna was a Misfit so she didn't know how well they would get along
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Aug 4, 2009 22:57:15 GMT -5
Jude watched as Macey ran past him without a glance. He looked at Veronica and shook his head. "That girl is a hardcore bitch. I wouldn't be surprised if she started this stupid battle between everyone." He looked at Tripp. "Did you hear that Bekka and tTiffany got in a fight because they thought it was the other who start spreading false rumors?"
Tripp shook his head, leaning back against the trunk of a tree. "Jude, rumors are probably the stupidest thing in the world. I don't really pay any attention to them unless they're about me or you."
"Oh.." Jude crossed his arms over his chest, holding his book bag. "They're best friends and they were at each other's throats... Can you imagine?" He looked and saw Veronica and a member of Tripp's clique were looking like they might get into a fight. "Who's that?"
Tripp looked over. "I dunno. The misfits are pretty solitary, not tight knit. I mean, we'll stick up for each other when the time calls for it but it's not like we 'talk'." He used air quotes. He looked harder at the other misfit. "But I think her name is Maria." He shrugged.
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Post by Ray on Aug 4, 2009 23:35:03 GMT -5
Veronica smirked. "Bring it, bitch." She slapped Maria across the face and shoved her away, imediatly and secretly regretting it. She knew this loser was a misfit, but she was tough. Veronica could really only talk tough. But she was willing to take her chances. Maybe
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Macey looked up and saw Jenna, who was standing there smiling. She forced a smile back. Jenna seemed pretty nice, even for someone in another clique. She was part of Tripp's clique - the misfits. They wern't too depressed to be emo, and wern't braniacs like the nerds. They were......ok. In the middle. She didn't hate any other cliques - except the populars - and didn't want to be part of this war.
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Post by Abby! (: on Aug 4, 2009 23:53:41 GMT -5
Jenna smiled at Macey "Are you okay?" she wispered
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Post by The Mortician's Daughter on Aug 5, 2009 0:00:45 GMT -5
Maria laughed, it only sort of hurt, nothing compare to what she'd felt. Mari didn't slap, she punched. Of course, that's what she did, she balled her hands up into fists and punched Veronica in the face, as hard as she could, she waited for Veronica's response. "You slap like a girl!' Mari giggled. Finding it deeply amusing. Maria got into fistfights a lot, usually with guys, so this wasn't really anything bad to her.
Brooke had suspected it, the two got into a fight, and she didn't care, she was only concerned about things that involved schoolwork, which she was good at. Brooke finished going over about sixteen pages of other peoples homework and waited for them to confront her, asking for their homework that she'd done for them.
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Post by Ray on Aug 5, 2009 0:21:36 GMT -5
Veronica smirked at Maria. She turned to one of her Betas, Lizzy, and dropped her huge diamond ring into Lizzie's palm. "Guard it with your life." She hissed. Then she turned back to her apponant. She lifted her manicured fist and swung, striking Maria below the eye, but not as hard as she wanted to. She tried again and managed to hit her in the eye. "Now what, freak?" She hissed. But she could see the anger in Maria and wanted to run. But she didn't. She couldn't. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Macey blinked at Jenna. No one EVER asked her how she was aftter one of Veronica's attacks. "Oh,um.....I'm fine." She said softly. "I'm used to her." She checked to make sure the SAK was out of view. It was laying under the toilet behind her. She leaned against the stall door. "I hate her." And the scars on her hands and arms proved it.
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Post by The Mortician's Daughter on Aug 5, 2009 0:34:49 GMT -5
Maria laughed again, it hurt. She touched her head and then punched Veronica again, in the stomach. She was good at getting in several hits at one time, she'd used her other hand to punch the other girl in the mouth.
Mari wanted to knock some sense into this barbie but waited so the other girl could get in some of her wussy punches. "You talk trash, huh? Aw, that's so funny. Because you're really not that funny, barbie. Oh, and thank you, I love being a freak."
Brooke didn't even watch, she began sketching now. She didn't have classes until 10:50 so she had plently of time to draw.
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