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WEARING✔ ⧉ DATE▹ 12/19/2015 ⧉ DAY▹ 2 & 4/4 ⧉ MUSIC​

MOOD▹ TIRED ⧉ LOCATION▹ HOME ⧉ OOC▹ ✘​

ACTIVITY▹ BED! ⧉ INTERACTION▹ SOPHIE ⧉ ❤▹ 0/10​

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It felt weird having Sophie over, but at least it meant company. It was nice to have someone else in the house with her for the night. After they got back from rehearsal, Pierce managed to make something for them to eat in the kitchen. She was still very much self-conscious about the house. Her mom had an interesting taste. Each room in the house was very much different from the last. The only coordination among it all was that it all fell under the Gothic Contemporary theme.

As the night went on, she slowly began to feel more and more comfortable around Sophie--which was a good thing. It made having the other girl in her peculiar home more manageable. They spent a great deal of time out in the living room talking and watching tv. Her nerves had dwindled to a dulled weight at the back of her mind, barely audible.

Pierce got ready for bed in the bathroom. With the long days they had been having at practice, they were both ready to turn in early. She was relieved to not be the only one tired so early in the day. She changed quickly and brushed her teeth before meeting Sophie back in the bedroom. Pierce honestly loathed the layout of her room, but there was no arguing with her mother over interior design. She slaved over the designs.

❝ You can sleep with me... if you want, ❞ she told Sophie before crawling into bed. ❝ Night Sophie. ❞ Her head was under the covers and she groped the nightstand until she found the switch to shut off the bedside lamp. There was an audible clicking noise as it registered and then the room was swallowed up in darkness. Did she remember to dispose of the rum bottle? She couldn't remember. All thoughts of rum were quickly replaced as she fell almost instantly to sleep.

 

After a day of sound checks and arranging the seats of the orchestra that would play in the pit, Sophie decided to definitely take Pierce up on her offer to come over. Since it was late, it seemed that Sophie would be staying the night, which was doubly-advantageous because spending more time with someone she was very interested in was always a plus.

She didn't know what to expect when she walked into the house, but she had been pleasantly surprised at the taste of its interior decorating. She particularly liked the kitchen, since it had the most bright colors that appealed to her, but the living room wasn't so bad.

"You have a nice home." she commented to Pierce with a smile.

. . . She had to admit though, a lot of the interior matching didn't make much sense. She almost couldn't contain herself when she saw the bathroom. Nicely designed as it was . . . TOO GOTHIC. For a moment, Sophie briefly wondered if Pierce's family might actually be a part of some obscure satanic cult. She smiled at the thought.

Pierce led her into her room and at least it had completely matched the bathroom. "You can sleep with me . . . if you want."

After dressing in night clothes in the restroom, she smiled. "Don't mind if I do." And then she slipped under the covers next to Pierce, snuggling up next to her with a nyan-ish smile.

"Good night, Sophie."

"Mmm . . . Good night, Pierce."

And then she fell asleep.

 

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His apartment seemed really empty without Eap. It felt like something was missing. Sure, Eap had been there for only two nights but before that there was Mr. Crinkles the dog that initially didn't want to leave the post its owner abandoned him on and before him was Highway Star the cat who almost got run over by cars on the street twice. It wasn't like he wanted to find another poor animal hurt and abandoned, he was just a little lonely.

He dropped his keys into the little plate he kept it in along with his wallet. He walked into his room and opened his closet. He pulled out a plain white t shirt and flanel pajama bottoms then carried it to the bathroom where he took a quick shower and also prepared for bed. Walking out of the bathroom, his hair was still dripping. He simply brushed a hand through it and walked over to the kitchen area, avoiding the clutter in the living area carefully. A heavy sigh escaped him as he stared down at the bowl he left earlier. It was the one Eap had eaten out of. His sad chestnut eyes stared at them for a moment before he turned on the faucet and let the water run through it. He washed that, along with some other dishes and loaded it into the dryer.

Kind of desperately, he walked over to his landline and checked if his mother had left him any messages. It didn't blink or beep or anything. For a moment he kind of waited, hoping the phone would ring - but who would call him? Wait. Who even knew his landline? His mother, one. Sean from the Animal Shelter. Erik and Julius and Bryan maybe but other than that no one. Mostly because he never gave it out since it wasn't too important since he would never have anyone over. Thinking about that made him sigh again as he sulked into his room after shutting the lights off in the other rooms.

He flopped down on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He should just sleep and forget about his lonely feeling. That's what he was good at anyway. Forgetting and ignoring. He turned on the dim lamp by his bed before closing the actual lights of his room. He grabbed his phone from the desk just to check what time it was but found something that astonished him: a message! His eyes widened and his lips curled into a silly smile. He opened it immediately and was pleased to find it being from Maria.

To: Tucker​

I had fun today.​

We should do it again soon!​

Thanks for meeting me Tucker.​

:] It was just what I needed.​

His smile grew wider until he recalled what Erik said before, "But then again... I'm probably wrong, since you never look interested in anyone.". His face fell into a rather expressionless state. It didn't bother him because he knew it was mostly true. Okay, he was lying. It did bother him a bit. He began to wonder if it bothered anyone too that he didn't seem interested in that way with anyone. Heck, he was now twenty three years old and had never been with someone. Wasn't that weird? Not even a fling or anything. Plus it was true, he hasn't been... drawn to anyone lately. He frowned, 'How could I, though?' He inhaled deeply as he blinked his eyes slowly. It was true. He never felt like he would be worth anything to anyone - after what he went through, Yet at the same time, he always found himself trying to prove himself more than that. It was confusing. Another sigh escapes him before raising his phone up to eye level and began typing a response to Maria,

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To: Maria​

Absolutely! I had a lot of fun too. Thank you again ( :​

He dropped the phone to his side as he rolled over, clutching the pillow under his head as he willed himself to fall asleep. He should have listened to himself earlier, he would have avoided this whole episode. He shut his eyes slowly, telling himself not to open them and to just sleep and forget.

 

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Tomorrow would be an important day.
Fatime considered this, rolling it around in her head, as she held tightly to the white sack in her hands. It smelled sweet and musky, and the sealed contents were important for her little venture. Hair design was always a favourite, so the first thing tomorrow, mhmm ...
She tightened her grip on the sack and walked back to her room, desperately holding a thick book beneath her arm as the soft midnight wind fluttered around parts of her grey winter hoodie. Lumbering like a bear, she moved into her room quickly, quietly, and efficiently, hiding the sack beneath her bed in the darkness and pulling off her hoodie to go straight to sleep on her warm bed in her dress. Early morning, early morning ...
Off on the side, she placed her book next to her in bed.

But throughout the night, the smell of the bag's contents lingered like a musky fog upon her nose and in her dreams.
She needed to make sure she could get enough sleep, so important things could happen. But alas ...

Even then, her eyes, they fluttered and closed despite being able to sleep for, perhaps, only two hours at most. In her sleep, she curled close to her precious copy of Paper Shields.

 

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Maria tossed and turned in her silky bedsheets, unable to stay awake. Turns out she shouldn't have gone to bed as early as she did. With an annoyed groan, she sat up in her bed, darkness still filling the room. It was too early in the morning for there to be any sunlight. Stars still glittered outside her window, but provided very little light. She rubbed the backs of her hands against her eyes, trying to rub out the grogginess of sleep. If only she could force herself back into the dream world for a few more hours. It was a Sunday and no one should ever be up this early on a Sunday--in her opinion. She reached for her glasses on the nightstand and slipped them on her face. The nose piece rested comfortably on the bridge of her nose and she swung her legs out of bed. It was bound to be a lazy day.

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She tread lightly to the bathroom, not wanting to wake up Stephan whom she could see fast asleep on the living room couch from the hallway. He had been out all night, again. When would he confide in her as to what he was doing? She shook her head, thick blond waves brushing against her shoulders as she did so. The bathroom door clicked shut and she turned the lock on the handle. If her body wasn't going to allow for her to sleep, she could at least do something about the day. An early start wouldn't be so bad. She could get washed up, head out for some coffee, and then get to the University before anyone else showed up. Weekends were optional and hardly anyone ever showed up for Sunday rehearsals. A little R & R time with stage and empty auditorium would be nice. She glanced at herself in the mirror, icy blue eyes staring back at her. They were glossy with sleep and she rubbed at them some more.

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Maria gave herself one last glance in the mirror. She rarely wore her glasses out in public, but with the odds of there being pretty much no one at the school, the idea didn't bother her so much. Her outfit of choice was more casual than most days, with a fifties feel to the dress. She opted out of wearing pants, as per usual, and made her way over to her phone on the nightstand. The green message light was flashing at the top and she unlocked the screen to see that Tucker had texted her back last night. Her lips curled upwards into a smile and her finger tapped lightly on the reply icon.​

With her winter coat on, Maria walked quietly to the door. She waited until she was out in the hallway of the apartment building before putting on her heeled boots, not wanting to wake Stephan with the sound of them clicking and clacking through the apartment. The door shut softly behind her and she shoved her key in the lock, sliding the deadbolt into place.

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Her car pulled into the parking lot of the campus. It was huge and seemed immensely larger when no one was around. A thin sheet of snow covered the grounds and she stepped out of the warmth of her Jetta. A shiver ran up her spine and she clutched the steaming cup of her Hazelnut Cappuccino tightly. Just holding the warm liquid seemed to do wonders thawing out her body. She locked the doors on her car and proceeded to make her way across the lawns to the auditorium. The outside was all a light gray brick. large windows loomed overhead. She took slow tentative sips of the piping hot liquid, letting it settle in her bones. Her purse hung limp at the crook of her elbow, the script protruding out the top. The main doors to the building were unlocked and she walked in easily. An older man dressed in a janitorial uniform came by, pushing a cart filled with cleaning supplies, and she waved him over. Keys jingled against his hip as he walked. ❝ Morning Frank, ❞ she greeted him cheerily. Maria's cheeks and nose were bright pink from the outside cold.​

Frank gave her a half wave before moving to unlock a set of doors leading into the auditorium itself. ❝ I don't think I've seen you here this early in a long time. ❞ His tone was friendly as he held the large door open for her.​

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❝ I couldn't sleep. Thanks for letting me in. I really appreciate it. I could use some alone time with the stage. ❞​

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He gave her a nod before releasing the door and moving back to his cleaning cart. Maria reached the stairs leading down to the stage as the thick metal door thunked shut. It was a slightly eerie feeling being in the auditorium with little light and no one around. Fortunately, she had done this enough times now and figured out how to manage. She reached the bottom, setting her purse and coffee down on the stage in front of her before moving to turn on some lights. Then, she went behind the stage to pull out the small stereo she kept in the back. There was a copy of the duet on a cd for her in her purse and after plugging in the stereo on the stage, she pulled the cd out and popped it in.​

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The music played through two or three times as she sat there finishing off her cappuccino. She needed some time to relax and prepare herself. Her legs dangled off the edge, her coat resting neatly beside her. The script balanced precariously on her knee and she tapped her fingers lightly on the Styrofoam cup to the beat of the music. If only they could get the song perfect. Maybe today? Maria sighed, trying not to get her hopes up. I wonder if anyone is coming today. She reached for her phone, deciding she missed the company of one red-haired girl. I must have a thing for gingers, but then again, Noëlle only has red hair from dying it.​

✜ Wearing ✔ ❖ Music ❖ Date: 12/20/2015 ❖Day: 3 & 1/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Upbeat ❖ Interaction: Frank ❖ Location: Home//Auditorium ✜ ​

✜ ❤: Tucker ❖ Activity: Rise and Shine ❖ OOC: ✘ ✜​

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♫ Clothes ♫ Mood» Excited/Bored ♫ Music ♫ Date: 12/20/2015 Day: 3 & 1/4♫​

Location » Bedroom ♫ OOC: This is going to be fun ♫​

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Seraphina gracefully got out of the shower and started to get ready for to go out. The day was going to be so exciting, since she had just moved to the town. She was hoping that she could meet someone around here… even though she was praised for her beauty everywhere she went, she never found that one person she could like. She would probably find more people to talk to at school then a local cafe. She sat down at her vanity mirror and started to brush her long, curly red hair. On the wall beside it was a stand filled with many giant trophies for Music competitions and Sport competitions. On the other side of the vanity, there was another trophy shelf filled with beauty pageant and beauty competition trophies, she treasured them because it would always remind her how great she was. But, she heard it all the time. Picking her outfit was proven to be very very hard. It had to be just right for the first day in town, and for all those boys. “I’ll wow them no matter what.” She smiled. Seraphina winked at her own refection. She wondered what the people around here were like​

After getting ready she still lied on her bed, making sure she packed everything in her bag. “Makeup, a magazine from when I was modeling in 2012, Ipod, Sheet Music, Pencil, drawing paper, Hair Brush, Phone, Protection…” Seraphina muttered. ​

“Finally I’m ready.” Seraphina said, picking up her bag and getting ready to leave. It was going to be an interesting day all right. She longed to go to the school though; she wanted to meet new people. And an attractive girl like her walking around all alone was a little sketch. Oh well. She hoped into her car and she was off to a local café…​

She sat down, scrolling on her phone, there wasn’t much to do other than that, she looked around, but no boys worthy of her were around. She sighed and then looked at her phone again. ​

 

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The cherry haired teenager blinked sluggishly. He figured it was pretty early since the light from outside his apartment window was very dim. A groan escapes him as he stayed motionless, with his legs tangled in his sheets and his stomach and chest laying flat on his bed. His pillow was nowhere in sight. He must have slept pretty restlessly. He closed his eyes shut again, his long, thick lashes grazing his bed and for a moment he laid there until he suddenly pushed himself up.

He swung his legs off the edge of his bed, with his feet not meeting the cold wooden floor of hers but rather his missing pillow. His left hand clutched the edge of his bed as his right hand reached up to scratch the back of his head. He was really not in the mood to wake up. There were no smiles, barks or mews to rise him from bed. He was tempted to lie back down and sleep again but he knew he wouldn't. He yawned as he got up and left his room, scratching his side from under his shirt.

The young adult walked past his messy living room and into his kitchen. Luckily, that had been cleaned up the night before. He could feel the embedded scars on his skin as he pulled his hand out from under his shirt before he opened some cabinets and his refrigerator to look for something to eat. His cabinets and refrigerator were near empty. He was running low on pancakes, eggs, cereal, vegetables and even cat or dog food. He sighed. It was good he woke up early then, because the obvious food supply shortage meant he needed to stop by the market and buy some things. He'd probably catch some breakfast at Crystal's Coffee instead too.

He quickly walked back into his room, grabbed a large sweater, dark jeans and clean undergarments. Having showered before going to bed last night, he decided to just slip off his pajamas and slip into his new set of clothes quickly. He dropped his pajamas in his laundry basket which was also piling high on clothes but decided to tend to that next time since his closet was still alright.

Once dressed he made grabbed his phone, stuffed it into his pocket and grabbed the two set of keys laying on his plate before going out and locking the door behind him. He took the stairs all the way to the parking lot of his apartment and hopped into his vehicle. He opted to take his bike but since he planned to go to the market, grab coffee then head to the school to set up the mics and tech early he decided to just drive.

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He packed the two filled brown paper bags at the back of his car, letting them lean on the back seat so they would't fall. Closing that door, he inhaled deeply as he rubbed the side of his arms quickly. It sure was getting colder each day! Now was definitely a good time for coffee - plus Crystal's Coffee was really nearby. He locked his car before pulling out his phone and checking the time. It was early enough to even sit down and have a bite, but along with seeing the time, his eyes fell on a notification: 2 new messages.

From: Sean ​

Hey hero! Just so you know, Highway Star's getting​

adopted today. The family seems a bit interested in​

meeting their new pet's savior. They'll be coming ​

over at around lunch time. Think you have time to​

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From: Maria​

Any time. I mean it.​

Are you going in today?​

I'm up suuuuper early, so I decided​

to not waste the precious hours.​

I'll probably be the only one there.​

Look at me, the overachiever.​

LoL​

A smile immediately popped onto his face. Both messages brought such happiness to him, after feeling pretty dumpy. He began walking towards the cafe as he responded to his friend, Sean.

To: Sean​

Three cheers for Highway Star! That makes me real​

happy. I'll try my best to drop by, noon seems a little​

iffy on my schedule. I don't want to be late to practice​

again. I'll text you if I can't make it.​

He quickly reached forward and opened the cafe's door, walking into it as the lady in the counter greeted him a good morning. He gave her a bright smile, "Good morning!" he replied. The lady at the counter was a petite girl with auburn hair like his mother's. She had icy blue eyes and her name tag said Jasmine. He looked up at the menu and the pastries displayed, "I'll have a regular cappuccino and raisin bread… to go, please." he said. He added in 'to go' after some thought. He planned to join Maria and start early, that would have been really nice to do again. He really enjoyed starting the day with her yesterday so maybe today would be good too! He payed and walked off to the pick up counter and waited there. He just stood idly as he brought his attention to his phone and messaged Maria,

To: Maria​

Whoa, 7am? Man, that's early even on a Monday! Ha​

Ha, yeah, I'll head in soon, just grabbing a cup of Jo's.​

See you in a while, overachiever. Stay safe!​

 

♫ Clothes ♫ Mood» Excited/Bored ♫ Music ♫ Date: 12/20/2015 Day: 3 & 1/4♫​

Location » Bedroom ♫ OOC: This is going to be fun ♫​

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Seraphina was scrolling through her phone when she saw a boy rush into the store. He looked like he was in a hurry... she wondered if maybe she should talk to him for a while. Their was no one else she could really talk to. She stood up, fixing her hair and checking herself in the mirror. She smiled at herself. She looked good as usual. She knew what she was going to do. She made her eyes so some cutesy innocent look, and applied some more mascara on her eyelashes. Bating them took a lot of work. She made sure a piece of her hair was tied back into that little black bow and started to walk. ​

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"This is prefect.." She thought to herself. She would just walk back and bump into him, simple. She got up from her chair, and pushed it back in nicely, she walked over to the table... She started to walk to the pick up counter. She was pretended she wasn't looking where she was going and bam. ​

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She held her head, and looked up at him with innocent eyes "Oh... Goodness. My apologizes." She said, still on the floor. She slowly started to get up. "I didn't see you there..." She brushed off her skirt. "Let me properly introduce myself, my name is Seraphina Evangelina Carosella. It is nice to meet your acquaintance." She said, putting her hand out to shake. ​

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His phone had almost slipped out of his hands when someone bumped into him. Luckily, with his super ninja skills, he saved his phone from sudden death. A quick sigh of relief had escaped him before he turned around, his chestnut eyes falling on some girl on the ground.

"Oh... Goodness. My apologizes."

Her voice was soft and incredibly sweet - almost a squeak as she spoke. With a hand to her head and a rather shy expression on her face, he quickly put together what occurred. She slowly started to get up, Tucker immediately bent down and grabbed her arm gently, helping her to her feet.

"I didn't see you there..."

"Don't apologize!" he said immediately, wearing a smile on his face as he looked down at the young girl. "It's totally fine. I'm sorry I was in the way." His tone was genuine and he was worried. She wasn't petite like the girl in the counter but she seemed frail and innocent. Half of him feared that he hurt her, even if she had bumped into him. He quickly let go of her arm once she was on her feet and stable.

"Let me properly introduce myself, my name isSeraphina Evangelina Carosella. It is nice to meet your acquaintance."

Serafi-what? Evangeline? Carousel? What? Her name sounded so fancy and made up and it seemed to go on forever. It was quite beautiful, matching her appearance. She seemed pretty sweet too, it made him smile. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Tucker." he said politely, leaving her name out of it just in case he got it wrong. He hesitantly took her hand and shook it but quickly pulled away. Helping her up was one thing but he was really iffy about physical contact... with anyone. Still. He bit the bottom of his lip as he stood there awkwardly, putting hands into his pocket after stuffing his phone into one of them.

"Tucker, here's your cappuccino and raisin bread to go!"

His chestnut eyes widened at the perky voice that interrupted the silence. He quickly turned to the counter, "Thanks so much!" he said cheerily before turning to the girl who had bumped him. He gave her a quick smile. "Anyway... yeah, n-nice to meet you again, Sera! I have to get going, mega sorry again about being in the way. Stay safe, kiddo!"

With that he grabbed the brown paper bag containing his raisin bread and his coffee, gave her another smile and waved as he headed out of the door and towards his car.

 

♫ Clothes ♫ Mood» Crushing/ERGGGG ♫ Music ♫ Date: 12/20/2015 Day: 3 & 1/4♫​

Location » Cafe ♫ OOC: N/A♫​

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Seraphina smiled as he helped her up, putting his arm on hers. 'The innocent thing is working for me...' Seraphina thought to herself. I knew I could do this. She said, smiling in her head. Seraphina smiled as he smiled after she introduced herself. She did a mental hair flip. ​

"Nice to meet you too. I'm Tucker."

'Tucker... what an interesting name' She thought to herself, trying to make better eye contact. He took her hand to shook it but Seraphina noticed he pulled away. That didn't seem right, boys were very very lucky to even get the time of day from her, nevermind a handshake. Maybe he was just shy. She saw him bite his lip and tried to ignore it. 'He must really be shy.' She thought. 'He has such a nice smile too... and those eyes..." Seraphina looked at him a little longer

"Anyway... yeah, n-nice to meet you again, Sera! I have to get going, mega sorry again about being in the way. Stay safe, kiddo!"
Seraphina smiled as he smiled at her, she felt kind of warm inside. She tuned out most the the sentence.. still thinking about his eyes... until. Kiddo? Kiddo! KIDDO?! She was almost 17 she wasn't a child how dare him call her that. The nerve! But... she kind of liked that. It was kind of, bad boyish.... She sighed as Tucker headed out the door. She sat back down at her seat and scrolled through her phone. Darn it! She had forgotten to ask for his number. She sighed again... now she may never seen him again. Oh well. It was just the start of the day anyway... but Tucker did something that no other boy had been able to do, and that was to get her to smile. A real smile. Not a fake smile.

 

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Xara awoke from her bed. Her eyes stared at the ceiling. She felt numb all over, unable to move from her position. She tried to move her hands and legs little by little. Eventually she could move completely. She took her hand out from the soft sheets. She examined her palm and her eyes began to widen. It was covered in dried up blood and some glass shards. She looked over to her lamp that had been shattered. She apparently slapped it hard while sleeping.

She rushed to the bathroom to clean it up. Some blood stains were on her face as well. She washed it off and picked out some of the shards. Thankfully it wasn't severe enough to have stitches. She took a shower and then rapped her hand in bandages. She also took her fingerless gloves after dressing up to try to hide her hand from the people around her when she came out of her cave room.

Once out, she decided today was different. She needed to go and have something to cheer her up and get her mind off of what just happened. Xara decided to go to the Cafe that was close by.

She arrived and saw some of the play staff were there. Xara walked over to order a drink writing on her notepad what she wanted and giving it to the waiter. On her way back to sit down, she bumped into a girl (Seraphina). Xara flipped a page on her notepad and wrote down "I'm sorry." You see, Xara was a mute. She had no vocal capabilities at all...

 

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♫ Clothes ♫ Mood» Happyish♫ Music ♫ Date: 12/20/2015 Day: 3 & 1/4♫​

Location » Cafe ♫ OOC: N/A♫​

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Seraphina was seated, drinking her tea and reading a good book, until she felt someone bump into her. She turned around and saw a piece of paper, with words written on it. How odd. For someone to write words on a page. So many shy people in this town. She wondered if their would be many at her new school. She moved her bag to the other side of the table, and looked at the girl. ​

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Ounch. It looked like she got cut this morning, or into a fight. Seraphina never had meet a violent girl, fighting was not proper. At all. Her mind wondered to Tucker and she realized she forgot about this girl. ​

"Oh thats quite alright." Seraphina smiled kindly. "Would you like to sit down." She offered. "Oh, where are my manners, my name is Seraphina Evangelina Carosella. It is nice to meet your acquaintance." She said, extending her hand. She was a very pretty girl. Not as pretty as her but still lovely. She looked younger, innocent and a little scared... She wondered if maybe she was really really Shy... or just didn't want to talk to her. She must've been in shock because of how beautiful she was. ​

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Xara looked at the girl. She seemed a tad intimidating. Like she was better than everyone else. That is what it sounded like in the tone of her voice. One thing was certain though, she was stunning. Xara might have been a mute, but her beauty would still have left her speechless.

She flipped another page and wrote down her reply. "I am Xara Crimson. I'll sit with you if you don't mind. Thank you for the offer"

After that, Xara shook her hand. She was still frightened. She didn't wish to be around other people because of her condition. She sat down and the waiter who took her order gave her the cup. She wrote down. "Thank you." Xara began to slowly sip her hot chocolate as she looked at the two of them, shaking. She prayed they didn't think she was weird or anything.

Her hand began to ache in pain from the sway of the bandages and glove. She placed the hot chocolate on the table and grabbed her hand with the other. She was trying to fight the pain of the cuts. Her expression could show how uncomfortable she was. I just want the pain to stop.

 

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Alex's peaceful and quiet morning was interrupted by his alarm going off. Even though it's sound was annoying, he too his time and lazily turned it off. Now that his peace and quiet was back, he could take his time in getting ready for the morning. It took a few moments, but Alex managed to roll himself out of the bed and onto his feet. All that was left for him to do was to shower and get dressed, which was taken care of soon enough.​

Putting on the finishing touches to his outfit, he headed back over to his bed and picked up his phone. The message from Natalie was still there after he'd turned it on. I get to see Lexi today then. Alex couldn't help but feel a small twinge of excitement after re-reading the message. Considering that Lexi was the first girl that he actually had feeling for, this was normal.​

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Pocketing his phone, he made sure to grab his headphones before heading out. Since there plenty of time to kill until the rehearsal, maybe he would ask Natalie if she wanted hang out sooner. He didn't have to do and had until he got to the cafe to make a decision.​

 

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Bryan was up and dressed and ready to spend the day with his sister. There wouldn't be any trouble between the two of them; it'd be just like old times, and they have fun together. As he grabbed his things, he wondered what they would do after breakfast.

The new Stellar Voyage movie had just come out, hadn't it? Bryan loved Stellar Voyage, even if some of his friends said he was a little geeky for it. The sci-fi genre was one of his favorites. He didn't think he ever found of if Noëlle shared his love for it or not. Maybe he would ask her when they were eating.

Speaking of eating, Bryan decided what restaurant he wanted to go to. The Chambers used to go there a lot when he was younger, as a family. It was a bit of a . . . thing for them to do, and even after all of that stuff happened, Bryan still couldn't can his love for the place. Ms. Chambers didn't like going there anymore, but Noëlle had been a little too young to remember them going there all the time.

"Remember Benny's, Noë?" he asked, using her pet name without a second thought. "I think we'll go there. We used to love it when we were little." The two siblings got into his car and the car ride wasn't quiet, which Bryan was glad for. The two of them talked about this or that to fill the time until they got to the restaurant.

They walked into Benny's and were seated immediately. The two ordered drinks and then set out to talk. "So how have you been feeling lately?" The question was a little jump into the deep end, but it was worth it anyway.

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TIME: December 20th, 1/4

Kurt woke up with a cat looking in his face, both his paws on top of Kurt's mouth. As soon as Neko was sure Kurt was awake, he walked over to his metal food dish, and started tapping it with his paw, causing it to ring. Kurt got up, fed the cat, changed, and walked down towards the cafeteria.

About half way, he realized he forgot to put on his shoes. He walked back, accidentally let the cat out without noticing, got his shoes, and went back to the cafe.

At the cafe, he got a mint tea (brewed black -- or at least, really dark green), and some food. From his seat, he could see a girl who was obviously in pain. She looked nice, too... He got up, walked over, and said, "A-are you ok?"

 

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Maria was just picking up her script when a buzzing sound filled the area. Her phone vibrated against the sleek wooden surface of the stage and she knelt down to pick it up. It was a message!--from Tucker. To be completely honest, Maria had not anticipated a response so soon, if at all. Her lips twitched in a sly smile as she set it back down on the stage.

There was only one dimly lit spotlight shining center stage when she moved closer to the beacon of light. It poured down on her and spots reflected on her lenses. Glasses were a nuisance on the stage. She really should have put more effort into getting ready. The idea of just going without swam through her mind, but she could easily imagine herself tumbling off the stage because of it.

The song was still on replay and it began anew. She lifted the script and sheet music,not really needing either, and began to sing the song from memory. Her actions moved in the manner that had been choreographed for her, slow and steady. She took graceful steps about the stage, moving in and out of the pillar of light. Whenever she would pass through it, warmth would radiate throughout her body during that brief moment in time. She was smiling inside, however, her features reflected something else. Maria portrayed the pains and tribulations of the woman named Michaela. There was no chair on stage with her. She would have to improvise.

Maria moved to where the tub would eventually be located and sang into an imaginary mirror. Her steps mimicked that of the drowning choreography designed for her. This would be her end. After this point in the tragically climactic finally, she would play a dead woman being moved around at Torvald's discretion. She had to resist the urge to shudder at the thought of his lips frantically pressing all over her face as he kissed her in a panic; as if it might bring her back to him.

She began her descent to the floor, moving lower and lower. Eventually, as it would in the actual scene, she came to a stop near the end of the song as she let herself completely lie on the ground. She pretended as if the floor was the edgesof the claw foot tub and she was burying herselfunder layers of water. It was tragically ironic. She spent her whole life being afraid of water and now she was playing a part of a suicidal drowner. Her arms fell limp at her sides as the life was pushed out of her. The music came to an end and she let the auditorium fill in the swell of silence.

It was so peaceful. She shut her eyes, still laying on the stage, and soaked up the beauty of the place she loved more than anything.

✜ Wearing❖ Music ❖ Date: 12/20/2015 ❖Day: 3 & 1/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Feathery ❖ Interaction: ✘ ❖ Location: Auditorium ✜ ​

✜ ❤: Tucker ❖ Activity: Practice❖ OOC: ✘ ✜​

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⎛ DAY 3 ‖ 1/4 ⎠ ☁ ⎛ DATE ‖ DECEMBER 20TH ⎠ ☁ ⎛ LOCATION ‖ PIERCE'S HOUSE ⎠
⎛ MOOD ‖ CONTENT ⎠ ☁ ⎛ ❤!! ‖ %11 ⎠ ☁ ⎛ WEARING ⎠
⎛ OOC ‖ . . . ⎠

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The morning came slowly to Sophie, but when she became more fully aware, she found that she was holding onto something warm. She was smaller than Pierce was, so she kind of curled into the other girl. Sophie almost hoped that Pierce would wake up to this, but after waiting for a little while, she got bored.

After gently pulling herself from Pierce's sleeping form, Sophie grabbed her bag and walked into the Restroom of Black Angels and changed into spare clothing that she magically had in her bag from the car. Last of all, she put on a gothic pendant necklace that she had found on a day she had spent with Quentin, trying to figure out his worst memories.

Quentin helped her pick out the necklace, and since she thought it was pretty, it was worth keeping.

When she walked back into the room, she half-expected to see Pierce awake, but when she wasn't, Sophie sighed. It would be rude to leave without saying goodbye, so she went downstairs to the kitchen to wait. She wondered where Pierce's parents were -- if she had any, and if they were around.

After a little while of waiting, Sophie decided to help herself to a glass and some milk. ❝In springtime, the only pretty ring time, birds sing-nay-ding . . .❞

 

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MOOD▹ BLAH ⧉ LOCATION▹ HOME ⧉ OOC▹ ✘​

ACTIVITY▹ BREAKFAST ⧉ INTERACTION▹ SOPHIE ⧉ ❤▹ 0/10​

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Pierce woke to an empty absent feeling. She rolled over in the bed to find Sophie nowhere in sight. She hadn't left, had she? There was a slight twinge of disappointment as she pulled over the possibility. She and Sophie had cuddled. it was more than she had done with anyone but family in as long as she could remember. Her cheeks flushed red at the thought.

She raked her fingers through her long brown hair. It was the shortest it had ever been, and yet it was still considered long to most, reaching just past her shoulders. It was a different feeling not having it tickle her waist line on occasion. Pierce sighed, hi really caring at this point. She turned her hair up, pulling it into a bun before leaving her bedroom.

There was some noise coming from the kitchen and anticipation swelled inside of her. Had Sophie stayed? If not, it was surely bound to be her mother preparing for bed. She entered the chic modern looking room to the sound of Sophie's sweet voice singing. She smiled and nodded to her as she made her way to the refrigerator for some juice. ❝ Ya' know, I think Oliver heard me singing on Friday. ❞ If he had, it was more than anyone else ever heard from her. Not even her mother was allowed to listen to her sing. She remembered when Sophie had asked to hear her sing. It was such a ridiculous request she had almost done a spit take at breakfast those years ago. ❝ I uh... I hope my house hasn't been too weird for you. My mom... ❞ she trailed off as if that would explain things.

 

Location: Her Room {} Mood: Guilty {} OOC: Found wi-fi! Won't last though :/ Won't be able to use banners and stuff since I'm using a tablet​

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It was the same dream as usual. Her in the car. Sister and mother in front. They were on their way for her recital. She begged her mother to stop, but all she did was smile and ignored her. She didn't want this. Not for the thousand time. It ended the same. It wasn't the loud crash or the scraps of metal tearing through her mother and sister that kept waking her up. It was the smiles they kept on their faces as if they accepted on what happened. ​

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Sasha woke up breathing heavily and shaking. She shook her head and looked around. Right. She let Ethan stay over for the night. His peaceful sleeping face made her calm down a little. She was glad she let him sleep over for the night.​

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Deciding to let him sleep for a little longer, she got up and headed over to the kitchen. She would make some food for them before they headed over to practice. After all, they did skip yesterday. Hopefully they won't be scolded too badly.​