``don't write yourself of yet! ``open

[Crystal Casey]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

C

[/color]rystal was in a pretty sober mood which was a rare thing for her, but she didn’t care she was out of the house again. Though this time she was skipping school, she couldn’t be bothered going to sit in the middle of a classroom trying to learn something she didn’t even understand was there really any point in that? Well for Chris she didn’t think it was worth it. So that morning she had donned her normal clothing attire and picked up her acoustic guitar case, with the guitar in it obviously and pretty much ran out the house so she could spend a day either coming up with new riff’s or just time to chill out and well relax. As guitar was one of the few things that could actually make her calm down; and keep her sane seen as the possibilities with the guitar were pretty much endless.

Chris practically skipped down the road, watching as car’s passed her by and some other students from school that were actually heading out to the place they were supposed to be going. Chris pulled her yellow hoodie tighter around her so she wondered down the road towards the what would hopefully be an empty park. The weather was pretty good that day, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky so she doubted it would start raining though you never know right? The weather could be very unpredictable at times.

Anyway, she walked along the road... now not paying attention to anyone who was passing by or anything that was going on around her she only had one goal and that was to get to the park with out being seen by any of her classmates who could tell someone were she was. Though being one of the only people who would easily stand out in a crowd it was probably impossible for her just to get from A to B with out being noticed. She laughed to herself, as she shoved her hand inside her pocket looking for her i-pod, damn, it wasn’t there, she instinctively shoved her other hand in to her pocket trying to find it in her other pocket. Damn. Damn. Damn, it again wasn’t there she must of left it at home on her bed, were all her school stuff was instead of being in her now empty bag which she had on her shoulder.

Chris looked up, seeing the park only across the road from were she was, she felt a sudden rush of childishness in her body. She loved the park it brought back so many fond memories. She scooted across the road as she raced against herself to get to the jungle gym. She clambered up the ladder getting to the top, before she sat on the flat part of it raised of the ground. She pulled her bag and guitar of her shoulder before unzipped the bag that was around her guitar she let the guitar case fall to the floor not really caring about that. She really would of preferred to be playing her electric guitar but she didn’t want to bring that out to the park. She crossed her legs as she strummed out a few chords; before she started to sing. Now Chris knew she wasn’t a singer and she didn’t sound all that good but she still loved to belt a out a tune one in a while.

Hey
Don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on
Just try your best
Try everything you can
And don't you worry what they tell themselves when you're away

She sang in a quite voice, the song the middle by Jimmy Eat World had to be one of her favourite’s it meant more to her than a lot of other songs, the lyrics had meaning they were there for a reason and plus she’d had some of the lyrics from the song tattooed around her ankle, which had hurt like hell but it had been worth it in the end.

black dress , with tights underneath,
( SHE'S GOT A TRUST FUND, FROM HER PARENTS BACK EAST )

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word count , bby --* six eight oh!
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3b
tags , hunny --* open
outfit , love--* rawr
comments , doll --* rawr rawr!
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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[Chance Hills]

Chance



{I'm coming apart at the seams
Pitching myself into other people's dreams}

It was unusual for him, to be hanging upside down. But he was doing it anyway. His legs were tucked up above him on the bar of a jungle gym, and his hair was falling toward the ground. The blood was rushing to his head but he didn't straighten up. He liked the feeling quite a bit. It made him feel rather chilled out. But he knew soon enough he would get a headache and have to rise up again and sit on top of it once more. When Chance got a headache, it was normally a pretty bad one. Sometimes he couldn't even bring himself to sing as much as he liked to or as loud as he liked to. But at that point there was nothing he could do about it. He was causing this one and it would be all his fault and he would of course admit it. That's the way it was with him. If it was his fault, he would gladly admit it. If it wasn't his fault on the other hand, he would argue with a wall until he won.

He started humming quietly to himself. It sounded odd against the thumping of his pulse in his ears. It was starting to make his head hurt, so he caved and swung upward, still humming quietly to himself. It was his current favorite song, My Heroine by Silverstein. Great song by a great band. Well in his opinion anyway. Some of his friends didn't like it. But in his mind that made them wierd. He laughed silently at his own litte joke. Should he really be laughing to himself in public? People might think he was strange. Not that he cared. He never really had cared what ANYONE thougt of him. Not his mom, not his dad, and not a complete stranger either.

He sat ontop the jungle gym, lost in thought, staring at the sky, not paying any attention to his surrounding area. Or the people around him. Or the fact that his hoodie was caught on a screw of the play sat on which he sat. He was just now starting to notice the weather though. It was a fantastic day outside. The sun shown itself with glory and the clouds didn't dare hide it with their fluffy white bodies. He has stopped humming while staring at the sky. He shook of the mindless staring and pulled a smoke out of his pocket. It was one of his few bad habbits. And he didn't do it often. But he knew he needed to quit, no less.

Right as he was about to jump down from the jungle gym and light it up, he realized that his hoodie was caught. He felt a bit stupid sitting there, tugging on it, but he couldn't get it loose! He pulled and strained, but all he heard was the fabric tearing. So he simply took it off, leaving it there while he lit his ciggerate. As it lit up and smoke began to come from the end, he turned back toward his left behind hoodie. Then he quickly pulled the caught fabric on from the screw and pulled it back on over his tee shirt. It wasn't cold outside, but he loved to wear hoodies. Even in the heat of summer. If anything they made him feel colder. But hey, that's just him.



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Word Count: 571
Notes: Sorry it's so random DX
Outfit:love it!
Lyrics: Disloyal Order Of The Water Buffalos by Fall Out Boy

[Crystal Casey]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

C

[/color]rystal could of sat there all day and just sang till her throat hurt, it wouldn’t of mattered to her. As long as she was doing what she loved; though the guitar part was the best. She could make up guitar riff’s to pretty much anything and she could copy them too which was awesome. She had her bake pressed against one of the sides of the gym thing. The sun was beating down on her now, which could have been classed as a good thing, she needed a tan or just to make her skin a little darker. She’d always been really pale and she hated it, pretty much everyone she knew was tan apart from Elle of course she was pale like her, another reason why she got on with her so well they were different.

She carried on pulling at the strings on her guitar, she was practically in her element there was nothing could go wrong. As she carried on singing in her quiet but not so... listenable voice. She’d never been trained to sing, and well she did everything wrong and normally ended up hurting her throat. A smile came to her lips as she thought back to the time when she’d tried to teach herself how to do screamo, she’d hurt her voice that bad she had not been able to speak properly for little over a week.

It just takes some time,
little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything, everything will be just fine,
Everything, everything will be alright.

She stopped playing her guitar as she heard a movement coming from the gym. Someone who wasn’t her; damn, she hadn’t want to see anyone today; actually it wasn’t the fact that she didn’t want company she did more than anything else in the world. She just hadn’t been expecting it anyone to be there. She turned around, as she laid her eyes on a young guy, someone who she had to admit was beautiful in a way... but she didn’t recognise him from school. He had to be about her age though right? Even though Chris herself looked so much younger than seventeen, it wasn’t her fault she looked like a kid.

“hey there” she spoke, a child like grin spreading across her face. She had to admit she was happy for the company of someone, unless they didn’t intend on staying then she happy to spend the rest of her time on her own. “shouldn’t you be heading to school or something?” she asked playfully, as she scrambled across the jungle gym towards the guy a beaming smile still spread across her face of course she was dragging her guitar along behind her she’d never leave that anywhere even if it was a few feet behind her.

black dress , with tights underneath,
( SHE'S GOT A TRUST FUND, FROM HER PARENTS BACK EAST )

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word count , bby --* four seven oh!
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3b
tags , hunny --* open
outfit , love--* rawr
comments , doll --* woo [get a little but random] *dances*!
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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[Chance Hills]

Chance



{I'm coming apart at the seams
Pitching myself into other people's dreams}

He quickly ran through his smoke within a minutes time limit. He had continued humming the whole time, never once stuttering or stopping. The beautiful day had put him in a singing mood. But then agan, he was always in a singing mood. He loved the sound of his own voice as did many others he knew. Even his bitch of a mom liked his voice when he sang in the shower. He figeted in place and smiled to himself, amused at his twitching. It wasn't something he normally did. It was just on a weird day that he would twitch. But today couldn't be a weird day? Nothing weird was happening! But hey, maybe it was a sign that something odd would happen today, on this lovely day. To define weird, Chance often didn't mean it was a bad thing. It only meant to him that something out of the ordinary for him was going to happen. He smiled.

It goes to show you exactly how observant Chance Markum Hills was. Because, he hadn't heard the girl behind him singing her quiet tune. But he did, however, hear her greeting. "Hey there." she said. He jumped at the sound and turned to face her, feeling gaurded. "Hello." He greeted musically. She was a cute little girl, he couldn't be more than fifteen. Even though in actuallity she was seveteen. "No. I graduated last year." He replied to her question. It was the truth, and then realizing how young she was, he realized she proably should be in school. "Why aren't you at school?" His voice was joking, he didn't care where this girl was supposed to be. She was here. Talking to Chance. Great for her! He was almost positive it would be the hilight of his day, because he wasn't going to do anything else today.

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Word Count: 308
Notes: Sorry it's so short doll DX I ran out of things to write!
Outfit:love it!
Lyrics: Disloyal Order Of The Water Buffalos by Fall Out Boy

[Crystal Casey]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

A

[/color] grin spread across her face as she watched the boy, jump a little at her announcing her presence on the jungle gym a small laugh escaping up her throat... It hadn’t been her intention to shock him but hey, that had made her laugh. It wasn’t often that Chris was ever awake in the morning, yeah she was lazy when it came to getting out of bed but it wasn’t like it affected her at all she was going to fail in school anyway; so there was no point in her trying to learn anything. She laughed again, as she moved to sit in front of the boy, man, she couldn’t help but admit to herself he was pretty. Well yeah, she called guys pretty and beautiful... even though a lot of people objected to it she didn’t see any harm in that. It was all the same to her.

She smiled as he greeted her back. She was practically bouncing were she sat, she was always in such a good mood, even though her occasional mood swings did get really annoying to anyone she knew. Though she’d gone a few weeks without losing her temper with someone which was pretty amazing consider it was Chris. “you’ve already graduated?” she said more as a statement than a question. “wicked... so what you doing out here then?” she grinned. So what he was older than her, pretty much all the guy’s she knew were so much older than her which she hated but hey, she could be girl who always got herself into trouble and get away with it.

She raised an eyebrow at the boy, he wasn’t going to one of these people who was for everyone going to school and enjoying themselves there was he? She hoped not. ‘cause if she gave him the honest answer it was purely on the fact she couldn’t be bothered with it. But by the tone of his voice he was only messing about. “well to be honest, I just can’t be bothered... I’d rather spend the day here... with my guitar” she said honestly, she was so fond of her acoustic guitar even if she couldn’t sing at all, with out sounding like a cat being strangled... it didn’t mean she couldn’t try right? Acoustics’ were designed for singing with at least she though so, they made everyone’s voice sound awesome. “where were you before? When I came across here I didn’t see you up here?” she asked curiously. She was sure he hadn’t been on top of the gym thing before.

black dress , with tights underneath,
( SHE'S GOT A TRUST FUND, FROM HER PARENTS BACK EAST )

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word count , bby --* four three one!
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3b
tags , hunny --* chance, open
outfit , love--* rawr
comments , doll --* hahah, it's fine hun [: my post's arn't all that long either at teh moment [:
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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[Chance Hills]

Chance



{I'm coming apart at the seams
Pitching myself into other people's dreams}

Why was he out here? He didn't even know himself, how was he supposed to answer her question?! He just chuckled and smiled at her again, "I don't know." He answered honestly. "I just felt like being at a random place today. This seemed the most random to me." His grin grew as she answered his question about why she wasn't in school. Guitar girl huh? That's sweet. It defiantly made his day. He loved it when people were as into their music as he was into his. He thought it was great that this girl was willing to skip school to play her guitar in the park. He flipped his dark hair out of his blue eyes to take a better look at her. Like he had said, she was a pretty girl. Pretty blond hair and blue eyes, and her clothes were in good taste too.

"I was already here, hanging upside down from the jungle gym," he moved back to it, mimicking his movements from earlier and hung upside down, "like this." His answer was true, but why hadn't he seen her? That was the real question. "I'm sorry, I didn't notice you earlier." He apologized with a grunt as he pulled himself back upward, and returning to his feet. He finally decided to introduce himself to this girl. But of course, he had to be silly about it. "The name is Hills. Chance Hills," he smiled again, "what's yours?" For a shy boy, he was surprising himself today. And then it hit him that this is why it was a weird day. He was going to be different today than he normally would.

He smiled at the girl before him, then he had the most random of thoughts, he pulled out his phone and set the camera mode on it. "Take a picture with me." He almost demanded of her. He loved to take pictures of himself. He thought he was one hot dude. And he was. And she was a pretty cute girl. It would only make this picture all the better. Plus, he liked to capture real life moments through his camera, it helped make memories later on. He sometimes put together scrap books. In fact, he had at least three or four piled up in his closet at home. He fiddled with his lip rings as he waited for her to reply. He didn't want to get close to a total stranger without their consent. It would be odd, even for him.

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Word Count: 419
Notes: -dances-
Outfit:love it!
Lyrics: Disloyal Order Of The Water Buffalos by Fall Out Boy

[Crystal Casey]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

S

[/color]he laughed at him, he wanted random? Hmmm, well the park was probably the best place for him to be then. Though Chris spent way to much of her time here, even if it was on her own she still loved being at the park. Especially if it was on a night; it was lovely... the weather was cool and the star’s would be in the sky she could never ask for anything better. “random... well I’m guessing the park was the correct place to go then” she smiled, she hoped so much that no one else was going to show up now, like any of the kids from school also just looking to skip the day. Chris was always musically orientated no matter what was happening, she’d always choose music over pretty much anything else in her life at that moment, so the choice between school, and a day with her guitar, well the answer was pretty obvious to her. “you’re not going to go off on a lecture telling me I should be in school are you?” she asked with a sigh, loads of people she knew would just be dogging her to go into the pathetic excuse for a high school.

She raised one of her eyebrows at him, as he mimicked what he was doing earlier; wow, he was either really strong -well strong than he looked at least- or just athletic. She hung over the side as she watched him hang upside down for a few seconds. “so how long can you stay like that for?” she said as she pulled her hair out of her face as it fell forward. She smiled at him, “no it’s totally fine, it gave me chance to practise my guitar a little more” not that she thought she need the practice at all, by her standards she was pretty good at it. She pulled herself back up from were she had been dangling over the edge of the jungle gym. Chris smiled at Chance; before giving him a enthusiastic hug, she wasn’t one for form introductions like hand shakes, she was all about hugs. She put on her best impression of a British accent thinking about Sean Connery as James Bond and said. “the names, Casey, Crystal Casey” before bursting out into a fit of giggles as she managed to amuse herself a lot by her stupid accent. “how was that for a frikking awesome English accent” she said, nodding her head.

Ha. She nearly laughed when he asked to take a picture with her, she was fine with that and was more than willing to get a picture with him. He was just so out there... asking for a picture; she’d never of had the confidence to do that with anyone. Plus, she had been known to be a bit camera shy sometimes, especially with friends seen as most of the time she was drunk and well if anyone went through her laptop and saw all the picture there were only a few un-blurry ones; and Chris nearly all the time ruined them by doing something stupid in the background. “urm. Yeah sure, why not?” she smiled, she kneeled there for a second, unsure of what she should do, she’d only really just met this guy and well she’d normally have been all over someone to get a photo with them. But she didn’t want to get totally close to Chance and than make things awkward; which Crystal happened to be extremely good at doing... What the hell, what did she care, it wasn’t like she was going to see this guy again. She scrambled across to Chance, throwing her arms around him, and screwed her face up. Trying not to look serious in the photo. She almost straight away start to laugh; she just couldn’t be serious.

black dress , with tights underneath,
( SHE'S GOT A TRUST FUND, FROM HER PARENTS BACK EAST )

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word count , bby --* six four two!
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3b
tags , hunny --* chance, open
outfit , love--* rawr
comments , doll --* *dance's with Cheylee xD* rawr i just rambled; and haven't read it through...really busy sorry if there's mistakes. <3333
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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