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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 18, 2013 19:58:59 GMT -5
I sit forward in my seat to take my test from Maverick, the boy who sat in front of me. He held onto it, almost making me rip it. A chorus of muffled giggles reaches my ears and I grab my pencil and quickly scribble my name onto it before starting. Pretty easy- just put the right word beside the definition. I didn't even need to study- these were all words I'd learned almost three years ago. My pencil flies across the paper, which didn't exactly help my shitty handwriting.
I finish in about five minutes and set my pencil down, blue eyes roving the room. I always felt weird whenever I was done and everyone else was basically halfway through. I mentally shake myself and stand to go up to Mr. Guthrie's desk and lay my test face down upon it. Some people thought he was scary looking, but, personally, I thought he was pretty cool. He had a good sense of humor -at least to me- and was really easy going.
I turn to go back to my desk, my eyes already on my copy of Romeo and Juliet when I go sprawling onto the floor. Laughter erupts and I scramble to my feet, shooting back to my desk in case my bracelets slid up my arms. I knew I shouldn't have worn a sleeveless shirt, though Courtney -the girl who fucking tripped me- was probably more intent on putting her face in her hands to cover her face as she laughed than the scars and more recent cuts that lined my wrists.
I slide into my chair, fumbling under my desk for my leather bound book before I open to to where I left off and hold it up to cover my face and the tears that filled my eyes. It may have covered the grinning faces of my peers, but it didn't stop Courtney's loud, obnoxious voice from reaching me: "Are you gonna go cut about it?"
Outfit: CLICK HERERR
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Post by ripper on Jun 22, 2013 14:06:04 GMT -5
 Cael sat at his desk, a scowl on his face as the students did their work, at times he really wished he could take a nap on his desk. He frowned, he had a whole hour or so left before he could sneak a drink between classes and he was starting to sober up and it was pissing him off. He looked up as he smiled a faint bit, the girl placing papers on his desk. He liked this one, she was different, not a loud bitch. He took the papers as he began to look over them slowly. His head snapped up when he heard laughter. He looked at Londyn as he frowned, a glower crossed his face as he looked to the girl that spoke. The little bitch. He stood, his chair making a thud against the wall as he glared at the girl. "You. Office, now. " There was a collective silence. Usually Cael just told people to fuck off, the office was like a myth to him. He glared at the room as he nodded. "More shit like that and your gonna see me pissed. Got it?" Cael sighed as he shook his head. He looked at Londyn as he frowned, he had seen her arm, but he hadnt ever thought much of it untill what the other girl had said. He sighed as he looked at the room and sat himself back down, a frown on his face, they had clearly pissed him off. |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 22, 2013 14:26:00 GMT -5
I peek out from over the top of Romeo and Juliet to watch the proceedings, my mouth opening slightly as Mr. Guthrie sent Courtney to the office. He never sent anyone to the office, usually just told them to 'shut the fuck up' or something. Not only was it rare, but it was odd that it was over tripping me. I.. just wasn't used to it. I bury my nose back in my book to read my favorite part- 'take him and cut him into little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with the night and pay no worship to the garish sun'.
Within less than five minutes of the last test being handed in, the lunch bell rang. Everyone else scraped their chairs back and practically ran out of the room. I find a place to stop and carefully place my bookmark in before standing and scuffling up to Mr. Guthrie's desk. "Can I stay in here for lunch?" I ask quietly, my blue eyes trained towards my feet before they dart up to him. I couldn't bear the thought of tales flying of how I got Courtney sent to the office- surely someone else would attempt to trip me, if not make some scathing remark about if I needed a new razor. It was the usual, but I just wasn't up for it today.
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Post by ripper on Jun 24, 2013 14:16:09 GMT -5
Cael sat in his chair, eyes scanning the papers and grading them as they were handed in. He had his famous "Sexy Scowl" as most of the girls he took in his bed called it. Over half of them went to the school, gossip flew and names were given. It was well known Cael did things he shouldnt have, but no one really wanted to call him on it for the simple fact that he was charming and he tended to pass most of the kids who took his classes. He sighed as he leaned back, moving the papers away just as the bell rang. He sighed and the smirk came out, he relaxed. Then he heard a voice. His eyes raised to Londyn, his eyebrow raised at her question as he was actually speechless, most people that asked to stay wanted... well what he most often gave, but Londyn never ever seemed like that type. He shook the image and thought from his mind. "Uh, Sure, Dont See Why Not." He gave a small shrug as he offered a half smile, he knew what it was like for her not just because he saw, he lived through it at one point, but far far worse. He couldnt help but feel a small pang of sympathy for her. He leaned back in his chair and decided why hide things, most kids knew he was drunk when he came in and when he left. He withdrew a bottle of Jack from his desk as he unscrewed the cap and took a deep drink from it. "Are You ok from what happened today?" He spoke softly, much unlike the Cael most knew. He wore pair of shredded black skinny jeans , black platform combat boots, and simple the jacket part of a suit, he wore no shirt under it, his collar sat exposed as he looked at her, the black and red checkered tie hung from his neck, adding a splash of him being professional. His hair however ruined that, spiked and jet black, messy and wild, just like him. Muse Music |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 24, 2013 14:36:23 GMT -5
He seems slightly surprised at one point, perhaps even speechless, but then he arches an eyebrow at me but says that I can, and a sigh escapes me. I wouldn't have to face the crowd today, the whispers and the open taunts. "Thanks." I reply, about to turn to head back to my desk when Mr. Guthrie asks me the usual question. "I'm fine." I say, forcing a fake smile onto my face, though one hand unconsciously reaches up to run a finger over the rubber bracelet that read 'I'm a liar'. How true that was, though 'pretender' might have been better in the place of 'liar'. I may not have been a good liar, but I was the best actress that had ever lived.
I raise my eyebrows slightly as he pulls a bottle of Jack to take a swig, but turn to head back to my desk- it wasn't any of my business what he did. I sit back in my seat, leaning over to dig into my bookbag and pull out a Jolly Rancher. I fucking loved these, especially the blue ones. I unwrap it behind my book and stick it in my mouth, stuffing the wrapper into my pocket before leaning back in my seat to open Romeo and Juliet again.
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Post by ripper on Jun 24, 2013 14:59:06 GMT -5
He nodded a small bit as he dipped into his bottle again, watching her as he simply looked back at his papers, he actually after a few minutes forgot she was there. He slid his fingers down uver the buttons of his jacket and undid them he slowly slid the jacket from his torso with a small yawn, as if he was bored by being here. His body was pale and thin, covered with assorted tattoo's, his ribs showed on his chest, giving him a lean look. Two silver rings shone on his chest and one on his stomach. He yawned a small bit as he took another sip from his bottle. He let his eyes graze his papers as he every so often took a drink, he sighed as he finished them all, pushing them in a messy little pile as he propped his elbow on the desk, frowning with nothing to do, his eyes settled on Londyn. His face gained a small pink tint as he realized she was here, and he has taken his shirt off. He was frozen with a small bit of interest. What would she do, he noted her nose in a book, but how long would that last. |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 24, 2013 15:21:52 GMT -5
My blue eyes flit over the page, and I mentally recite some of the lines by heart. All girls had heard of Romeo and Juliet, sometimes thought of themselves as Juliet, dreaming that their latest boyfriend was Romeo. But, few had actually read it. Oh, I could imagine the looks on their faces when they realized that, in the end, they both died. A grin grows across my face and I chuckle softly, shaking my head to myself.
Soon I finish it and glance up from my book, my blue eyes landing on my teacher. A scandalized expression comes over my face- what the fuck was wrong with him? However, I look over his tattoos, they had always interested me, though I'd probably never get my own; needles scared the shit out of me. Finally I decide not to say anything, instead opening my bookbag and pulling out my Edgar Allan Poe book, his name emblazoned across the front in gold letters. I stick Romeo and Juliet in it's place and grab another Jolly Rancher before sitting back up straight and opening my new book. I glance back up at Mr. Guthrie but still keep my mouth closed.
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Post by ripper on Jun 27, 2013 12:38:07 GMT -5
Cael looked at her, he watched her and one simple question popped into his mind "Ew, Why Blue Jolly ranchers?" He had a half amused smirk on his face as he gave a short laugh. He didnt bother to put his shirt back on, actually forgetting he was talking with a student. He leaned forward, elbows on his desk and rested his chin on the heels of his palms, fingertips gently tapping against his cheeks. "Psh, Green ones are clearly better girlie." He gave a playful smirk and raised a pierced eyebrow, his black polished nails grazing the very small bit of stubble he had, he really didint bother to shave, the lazy thing he was. He eyed her up and down for a moment, briefly wondering if he could get to her like he did most others. He slowly stood, keeping his bottle in hand and letting his fingers softly graze the desk as he walked over to the desk she was sitting at, he plopped himself down in the chair next to hers, leaning back so he could talk to her, and look at her, more comfortably. He licked his lower lip as he took the bottle to his lips, taking a gulp of it before actually offering it out to her in a small gesture. "If you want.. Not like I can rat on ya." He spoke softly, his voice purring in his throat. |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 27, 2013 12:48:19 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows as he says that the green jolly ranchers were the best. I shake my head, twisting over to rummage through my bag before finding a green one to toss at him, hitting him in the chest as he waltzes over to plop down into the besk beside mine. I hold back the giggle that builds in my throat, though it's soon replaced with a frown as Mr. Guthrie offers me the bottle. "No." I say simply, shaking my head. What kind of teacher was he? It was one thing to take off his shirt, a whole other to offer me alcohol. At least he wasn't offering me cocaine or something, and for that I was grateful. But, no matter hwo odd this was, it was better than lunch in the cafeteria.
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Post by ripper on Jun 27, 2013 13:49:33 GMT -5
Cael shrugged a small bit as he took the bottle. He did however unwrap that jolly Rancher and slip it onto his tongue, taking it in his mouth and sucking on it as he took another dangerous sip of the liquid. He finally understood a small bit how it probably looked. "Hey..uh.. Sorry, just most kids are down my throat for a Drink.." He said with a small shrug as he finally became aware that if he moved wrong, she would see his back. He froze as he pressed his back further away from her. It was a subtle movement, but one that most anyone could catch. He sighed a small bit as he bit his lower lip, thinking of something to say. His mind flittered to his brother for a moment before he looked back to Londyn. "So.. why did you want to stay here exactly, I assume not for my charming company." |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 27, 2013 14:14:53 GMT -5
I watch as he sticks the jolly rancher in his mouth. I wouldn't have thought that candy and alcohol made a good combination, but, whatever. I shrug my shoulders as Mr. Guthrie goes on to say that most students wanted a drink. I'm about to say something about assumptions, but finally stay quiet, my blue eyes looking up at him as he moved more so that he was facing me. My face becomes expressionless after his question and I look down at my desk. Tears fill my eyes and I blink them away. "Haven't you heard? I thought everyone had." I ask, not daring to glance up at him for fear I'd really start crying. Certainly he had heard, the whole school probably had. If he hadn't, then he was severely out of the loop.
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Post by ripper on Jun 27, 2013 14:22:39 GMT -5
His eyes locked on her as he rubbed the back of his neck, he felt like a jerk instantly and he had no idea as to why. He sighed at her reply as he looked up, his eyes intense and serious, something not many got to see from him. "...I heard but I'd rather hear it from you...Not like im gonna do anything.." He said with a faint and small smile. He was trying hard to be comforting but that simply wasnt Cael's style. He bit his lip a small bit harder, putting the bottle down as she flavor of the candy took over his mouth. His mind was racing with what he should and shouldnt do, what he could or couldnt say. For once Mr.Guthrie was at a loss for words. |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 27, 2013 14:56:30 GMT -5
I looked straight ahead as the Mr. Guthrie replied that he had heard. I nod slightly. Of course he had. Everyone had. I take a shaky breath, and it all came spilling out. "He said he'd loved me, h-he.. took my virginity. Geoff said we'd be together forever, Anna was a mistake. She'd always been a whore, and, and it wasn't his fault. They both died in the car wreck." I explain. It wan't that bad, I was making something out of nothing. I angrily wipe away the tears that had escaped my eyes and don't look over at my one person audience. "Everyone says he was using me.. he wasn't." I mutter, putting my head in my hands. Lies. It was all lies. He told me he'd love me forever, it couldn't be a lie.
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Post by ripper on Jun 27, 2013 15:03:54 GMT -5
Cael heard her speak and he looked at her, he suddenly didnt care about hiding his own scars or keeping himself shut up in a small angry box. He moved slowly, reaching over and gently wrapping his arms around her shoulders, making a small move to pull her into a hug, he very gently pulled her to his chest, his face moving to her hair as he gently rubbed her back. He shook his head a small bit. Cael was never really Gentle or Tender with people. He had a hard touch like sand and he usually diidnt care, but he was trying his hardest to be comforting for her. "..I know he loved you hun... Dont... dont cry...your too pretty for that.." He spoke the words slowly, without any care that someone could quite literally push the door open and see what was happening. He simply tried to keep hugging her. |
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Post by Londyn Thomas on Jun 27, 2013 15:20:39 GMT -5
His arms wrap around my shoulders and he gently pulls me to his chest, which I hadn't expected. I freeze, though I rest my forehead on his bare shoulder, my heaving breath filling my ears. I wipe at my face, struggling to get myself under control. His words were meant well, but they didn't help much. It just filled my head with more doubt. Had Geoff really been using me? No, he loved me. He'd told me so. Anna had just seduced him and he'd followed his dick because that's what men did. "I-I'm sorry." I sob, shaking my head. I didn't want to get Mr. Guthrie in trouble, I didn't want someone to, walk in and catch us like this. I didn't want to ruin someone's life. I just wanted to be left alone in my corner to die. Was is so much to ask for?
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