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Post by Jacky Holster Burkie on Jun 7, 2011 19:07:19 GMT -5
SWINGIN FROM THE CEILIN' [/color][/font] i got a fistfull of fifties[/center] Jacky spent his detentions exactaly like he spent his time in class; asleep. He had no idea why the school even bothered to put him in detention. Most of the time, he ditched detention, but now they were saying he wasn't allowed to graduate until he served all of them, so here he was in the library. The ISS (in school suspension) room was currently full, so they put him in the library, hoping that he could study well in there. They were wrong. Honestly, just out of being bored, he tried to look and read some book. He grabbed the smallest book he could find that was near his reading lexile, so he ended up picking out a random one called the OxBo Incident. Turns out it was the dumbest book he could ever imagine and on page three, his head was against page four, sleeping away. His enourmous body slept akwardly hunching over the small table.
His messy hair was resting gently over his strong arm while his other arm was giving him extra head support, as lying and sleeping on a book wasn't as great as it sounded. Usually, he was dealing with text books, which were larger then the thin little book that was about the size of his hand. Wasn't exactally a pillow. The librarian walked by a couple of times in a very sneering type way, but didn't bother to shake him or wake him up, which he was thankful for. He hadn't been getting a lot of sleep these past couple of nights. There was too much on his mind. First, his drinking had started to decrease. He supposed to most that would be a good thing, but those things chased the nightmares away. Why he was decreasing in his drinking, he actually wasn't sure. There was not as much modivation. It was almost like the the thought of it left a bad taste in his mouth.
For one, he blamed it on Carmena. New girl that he met. At first, all he saw was beauty, and he had to talk to her. Normally, girls were just girls to Jacky when he was sober, but this one was special from the start. After talking to her, he found a lot more into it as well. She was sweet, kind, and had the tendancy to drive him crazy sometimes for reasons he couldn't explain. He tried to kiss her a few times, but she always turned her head away. Jacky wasn't entirely sure why this was effecting his drinking habits, but it didnt' start doing this until he met her so there had to be some sort of connection. He was afraid that his power intimdated her a little bit. It did for a lot of people, but since Jacky was proud to be chosen, he pretty much told everyone. There was only a hand full of humans he actually liked, so he liked to seperate the humans from the chosen right from the start.
Suddenly, a large bang woke him up and he shot up, sleepy eyed and his green eyes glazed and darting around. Wow, he had no idea what the source of the sound was, but he hated it already. Why the fuck would someone wake him up? He took a moment to rub his eyes before looking at the time to see that he was five minutes from the end of his detention. The large bang couldn't have waited five minutes? This was going to be the longest five minutes in his life. He ran a hand through his hair to feel that it was starting to deflate a little bit. With a groan, he turned his head upside down and used his hands to ruffle his hair. That should give it some volume. He jolted upward, scanning the area for the source of the noise or to see if anyone else heard it. Maybe it was just in his head. WE GOT NO CLASS NO TASTE [/color][/size] no shirt and shit faced[/font] [/center]
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Post by carmena estella de ruiz on Jun 7, 2011 21:22:00 GMT -5
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There were so many books in this library. Each page holding a new mystery, or romance, or memorable quote that the little Italian could get lost in. Books were her safe havens, her escape when the world got rough and she needed to get away. When she was lonely or scared, she read a book and forgot about everything, immersing herself in the lives of others to pretend her life was the story. Anything was better than her life, in her mind. Her personal favourites were romances, books where she could feel like the heroine with a man who adored her. Which, of course, would never happen in real life. Not to her, anyway.
She had been staying home way too often lately, studying and unpacking her new home. She didn't have to do this year's work due to her new arrival, but she did have to take the exams from her school in Italy. They would be no problem for her, but still, she studied. However, today she figured it'd be best to check out her new school. The inside of it, at least. She had been there once already, but just to the courtyard, and that's where she met him.
Jacky Burkie. That boy with the cute brown hair and muscular body, a cocky grin and a personality to match. She was intrigued by him, probably because he noticed her right off the start. She wasn't used to that. She wasn't used to having someone so close to her, either. He'd tried to kiss her, and though she wanted to kiss back, she was scared and avoided it whenever he approached her. It wasn't his fault, she was scared to grow attatched to him. If she fell for him, she figured she'd lose him. She couldn't lose anymore people. She couldn't handle it.
Carmena wasn't concentrating when she pulled out a book, a few dropping to the hardwood with a thud. Hurrying to pick them up, she saw through the gap a once-sleeping Jacky looking around. she quickly put them back, then headed around to him and blushed brightly. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to wake you..." She stuttered as she apologized in her shy, bashful tone. She was already swooning, and he hadn't even smiled yet. Oh, this would be difficult.
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Post by Jacky Holster Burkie on Jun 8, 2011 11:34:28 GMT -5
SWINGIN FROM THE CEILIN' [/color][/font] i got a fistfull of fifties[/center] When he heard the small timid voice, he was given the impression that he was still dreaming. There was even more belief it was a dream when his sleepy eyes glazed over to the source of the sound. Holy shit, it was Carmena. Despite everything, he had a pretty good streak of luck of finding her out of the blue. The pair of them had never made a date to see each other next. Events like this would happen, and they would see each other anyway. The last time he saw her was in the cafeteria, which began with sugar and honey all over the 'friendship' but Jacky asked how much she liked him. He felt like he needed to know. Instead of dragging him around and hoping for something to happen. She made it clear that she wasn't going to date him, but not for the reason he had in his mind.
Her skin was flawless, her eyes magnificent, and her cheeks rosy from the embarassment of making such a large noise in such a quiet enviornment. She really was one of the most beautiful women he had laid eyes on, but he tried to keep that to himself. Every once in a while, like when she asked, he had to spill, but if he told perhaps one of his guy friends, they'd never let him live it down. Being cheesy and romantic for a guy in the guy world was frowned upon and laughed at. All the girl noted they wanted a 'sensitive' man, but whenever they got one, they complained he whined too much. So Jacky decided to stay on the side of keeping quiet unless it was asked of him to bring it out, which so far, was only a couple of times with Carmena. She wouldn't tell a soul. "Thats alright doll." He beamed at her with his mood from extremely pissed off to fine in a couple of seconds. "Teachers probably don't like my napping during detention anyway."
His eyes glanced at the book in her hand and he sighed. Figured that she was a reader. Jacky didn't like books. They were confusing with words written all over them. If it was a decent book, it probably was going to be made into a movie soon anyway, so he'll just see it then. He only read during desperate times. He looked at the book on the table he had been sleeping on moments earlier. As delicately as possible, he closed the thin fragile book, then used it like a frisbee over on the other side of the table. "Don't read that one. It's dumb." He told her, as if he actually did care about the literature world. When he thought of the nice innocent girl in his mind, the girl defintally had to be a book reader. Carmena was sweet and innocent, even if she had her small problems. He had the fill of his too.
His long arms stretched and extended far above his head, taking a yawn and glancing at the time. That five minutes became a lot faster then he intended. Standing up, he muttered to himself, "Now that I'm free..." His glance then looked over to the librarian, who appeared to come over to tell him he was on his way. Her hand waved twice in the air, and scurried off to probably yell at some freshman trying to climb the bookself. Despite everything, Jacky kind of liked the librarian. She didn't wake him up, minded her own buisness, and only payed attention to make sure he didn't repeat his climbing of the bookselves in his freshman year. A little bit of her, the way she was so content and white curly hair reminded Jacky of his own mother. As bizzare as that sounded, he couldn't help but see a small ghost reflection of her. WE GOT NO CLASS NO TASTE [/color][/size] no shirt and shit faced[/font] [/center]
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Post by carmena estella de ruiz on Jun 11, 2011 23:56:32 GMT -5
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Relief was let out in the form of a sigh as Jacky said he wasn't angry, that it was okay. She was so nervous around him, scared to do the wrong thing and lose the only friend she had. But at the same time, she felt comfortable with him. She felt like she could trust him, and that she could have fun with him. Even just his smile put her at ease. There was just an aura about him that attracted her and attacked the walls around her heart, and she wasn't sure how long she could keep repairing the bricks holding it all together. She was bound to crack eventually.
She didn't want to think about that at the moment, so she put the book away then returned to him. "Thanks for letting me know," She said, "I'll look for a better book later." Truth was, Carmena had read that book. It was not that bad, and figured Jacky didn't read it, so she decided to play along and believe his opinion. Might as well give the boy his satisfaction. He obviously was trying to impress her, and she knew it'd be a boost to his ego that he really didn't need, but oh well. She'd do it to make him happy.
As he spoke about his detention, she giggled and rolled her eyes. "Shame on you, Jacky. Sleeping in detention," She teased, wagging a finger at him playfully. She knew very well he wasn't the straight-A student, nor was he well-behaved. Strangely, she was attracted to this bad boy. The young Italian had been taught to never interact with people like her brothers, but she couldn't stay away. He didn't seem that harmful, did he?
He was suggesting they do something. Carmena bit her lip, thinking for a moment. Where could they go that it didn't seem like a date? She didn't want to date Jacky. Well, she did, but she had her reasons for not dating him. If she lost him, all hell would break loose. She was close enough to the edge, and that would drop her. She sighed and smiled. "You choose what we do, then. I'm up for anything," She lead him out of the library, walking outside of the school and waiting for him to decide. Whatever it was, she hoped it wasn't something romantic. Or maybe, just maybe, she hoped it was.
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