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Post by horselover100 on Jan 16, 2008 14:13:06 GMT -5
It was 6.00 in the evening, the darkness was swollowing the sun as the afternoon turned to evening, Chris was exhausted, it had been another hetic day at this god for saken school, but he was coping...just.
He walked over to his bed and swung his bag onto it, sitting down and staring at a spot on the back of the door, he signed and grabbed his bag, taking out his homework.
He sat crossed legged on the beg, staring at the peice of paper infront of him...it was History, how he hated it.
He heard a knock at the door and Dom came in, Chris smiled, "Heya."
"Hey." Dom said, "I came just to give you this, you dropped it on the way here." Dom held out Chris' mobile phone.
"Oh cheers." Chris said, taking it and pocketing it in his back pocket,
"You stuck on History?" Dom asked him, glancing down at the work.
Chris nodded.
"Can't help, sorry I'm off to the dinner, see you down there?" Dom asked.
"Yeah sure, I'll be down in 10 minutes." he said as the door shut.
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Post by nekosan on Jan 17, 2008 2:50:43 GMT -5
There is a thin line between, what is good and what is evil,
I would tiptoe down that line, but I would feel unstable.
My life is a circus, and I am tripping down the tightrope,
Well, there is nothing to save me now,
I’m falling to the ground. Falling to the ground. Down to the ground
From the bed against the far wall there was a groan, and the person occupying it turned over. Danni’s eyes and the top of his head was the only thing visible under the cover, and he glared at Chris.
“Keep it down, jerk,” he grumbled, and pulled the cover up over his head. A few moments later a hand slid down and picked up a phone on the floor, turning it on and putting it on the bed side table before falling limply to hang from the bed.
[btw, it's "god forsaken" not "for saken" hehe =) ]
I speak of madness, my heart and soul
I cry for people who ain’t got control
Let’s take our sanity, let’s take a passion,
Let’s take responsibility for ev-ery action.
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Post by horselover100 on Jan 17, 2008 8:09:55 GMT -5
Chris looked round and saw the heap that was his room mate, "Oi, why are you sleeping at this time?" he asked rudly, "and I can be as loud as I want." he said, giving the boy a weak smile, laughing and taking out his phone to text Bree.
"How is your love life?" he asked, he had heard from Dom that Danni was Bi, or something like that, "Dom said you love this boy called Bill Adler, is that true?" Chris said, the smirk widening as he spoke, "Puff!" he said and lay back on the bed, thinking himself as funny.
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Post by nekosan on Jan 17, 2008 8:15:15 GMT -5
Danni groaned, and pushed the covers away from his face again. His face was pale and the area around his eyes was red from rubbing them.
“What…the…fuck did you say?” Danni spat venomously, a wave of nausea hitting him for his effort, glaring daggers at Chris. This was the reason he hated populars! They thought they were so amazing and could get away with anything. He sat up slowly, his head banging.
“What did you call me?” he said sleepily, reading out for the phone numbly, and trying to write a text with shaking hands.
“What’s it to you anyway, gonna tell everyone I’ve got the gay disease? Scared you’re gonna catch it?”
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Post by horselover100 on Jan 17, 2008 8:19:08 GMT -5
Chris smirked even more, “I called you a poof.” He said again, he loved annoying people he hated; it made the fun of life.
“It matters to me because I have to share a dorm with you.” Chris said, “and yeah, I am getting nervous.” He said in mock fear. He laughed to himself and watched Danni. “You look really, really ill, looks like your not going to be able to see Billy boy anymore, shall I tell him to come and see you, maybe you can do more then chat.” He laughed and stood up; Dom would be waiting for him. “If you know what I mean.” He said sniggering.
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Post by nekosan on Jan 17, 2008 8:47:11 GMT -5
Danni sighed, putting the phone away. He glanced up at Chris, his hair hiding half his face. He was the picture of miserable emo-ness, and he felt like it too. Sighing he stood up slowly, standing hunched up slightly, and walked over to the bathroom, rubbing his temples to try and get rid of his head ache.
“Maybe you should shut the fuck up. You’re just jealous that someone genuinely likes me. I don’t suppose your little buzzy bee really likes you. She’s just dating you because you’re a popular brat,” Danni growled, “Yeah, I’m really ill. Since when did you care?”
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Post by horselover100 on Jan 17, 2008 11:04:02 GMT -5
“Maybe you should shut the fuck up. You’re just jealous that someone genuinely likes me. I don’t suppose your little buzzy bee really likes you. She’s just dating you because you’re a popular brat, Yeah, I’m really ill. Since when did you care?”
Chris raised his eyebrows at Danni, "I bet you've never met Bree before." he said, "as she is a senior." he was still laughing about his joke he had made to Danni about doing more then chattting, it had been rather funny - he had thought.
"I care about you Danni, as you and I bothe know we are both best friends!" he said sarcastically, sniggering.
"Has Billy Boy texted back? Bet he said - Don't worry Danni! I come and rescue you from the ugly popular kid!" Chris laughed, flicking hair out of his eyes and smiling.
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Post by nekosan on Jan 18, 2008 14:56:06 GMT -5
There is a thin line between, what is good and what is evil,
I would tiptoe down that line, but I would feel unstable.
My life is a circus, and I am tripping down the tightrope,
Well, there is nothing to save me now,
I’m falling to the ground. Falling to the ground. Down to the ground
Danni glared venomously at him, and gave him the finger, before pushing open the bathroom door and slamming it behind him. He was sick again, and made as much noise as he could, just to piss of Chris, then ran a shower.
The bathrooms in the dorms were small and not very nice, but they were convenient. He spent ages in the shower, letting the hot water almost scold his skin. The mirror and the glass doors of the shower steamed up so much Danni felt like he was alone in the world in his little shower. He got out, and cursed. He’d left his towel on the radiator in the main room. He glanced around, and found Chris’ towel. He smirked, and dried himself off with it, then put his clothes back on, before shoving the towel down behind the toilet.
He walked out of the bathroom calmly, and sat down on the bed, picking up his guitar and proceeding to tune it as loudly as he dared despite his throbbing head. Remembering he had a packet of Ibuprofen in his drawer, he got it out and went into the bathroom to get a mouthful of water to swallow them. He then came back into the room and started playing his guitar very loudly.
I speak of madness, my heart and soul
I cry for people who ain’t got control
Let’s take our sanity, let’s take a passion,
Let’s take responsibility for ev-ery action.
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Post by horselover100 on Jan 18, 2008 15:04:21 GMT -5
Chris watched as Danni went back and forth, the smile lingering on his lips as he watched, glancing into the bathroom, he saw that Danni had used his towl.
Rolling his eyes, he grabbed it and hung it back up, scowling, "Git." he muttered, as he made sure the radiator was turned on so the towl could dry.
"Oh god." he said as he watched as Danni took the pills, and then started playing his guitar, loudly. "Don't tell me, now you are going to be selfish and not talk to me, you know, thats really, really childish, just ignoring people!" Chris said.
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Post by Ryuu James on Jan 18, 2008 15:09:00 GMT -5
There is a thin line between, what is good and what is evil,
I would tiptoe down that line, but I would feel unstable.
My life is a circus, and I am tripping down the tightrope,
Well, there is nothing to save me now,
I’m falling to the ground. Falling to the ground. Down to the ground
“It’s really childish winding people up for fun,” he spat, strumming away quite contently. Really wishing he’d objected to being with Chris now, he tried to just grin and bear it. He glanced at his phone, but decided against it. He’d already bugged Bill enough today. He tapped his foot along with the song he was playing, and cursed when he lost time and had to start again. That bloody Chris git was putting him off. What made him so special and popular anyway? He was ugly, a complete prat and had no original sense of style. What a lamo. “Sheep,” Danni thought, smirking in contempt.
I speak of madness, my heart and soul
I cry for people who ain’t got control
Let’s take our sanity, let’s take a passion,
Let’s take responsibility for ev-ery action.
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Post by horselover100 on Jan 18, 2008 15:22:55 GMT -5
"Really? No, I never knew that!" Chris said sarcastically, "And you shouldn't speak to me like that!" he said, staring hard at him, how dare the little twit talk to him so rudely, he was about three years older!
"One day, you will learn to speak before you act." Chris said, raising his eyebrow at the boy.
"And if you don't want to starve then you better go down to dinner, or is ikle Danni kins too ill to go down to dinner, does he want it brought up on a tray?" Chris said the last in a mocking voice of a mother. "Aww." he watched the boy, shrugged and headed for the door.
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