Julian Strider
Junior
Yearbook/Newspaper Photographer, Drama Club Played by Maya :3
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 26, 2012 16:29:58 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Today was one of Kingswood's wet days, one where the weather couldn't decide if it wanted to be gentle and drizzle or one where it wanted to be evil and wreak havoc on the unsuspecting townsfolk below the skies. They hadn't gotten much rain starting the school year, so it was only expected that it started being miserable for at least a day to balance things out. Though rain usually provided for some really lovely photographs, and Julian rather liked it, enjoying taking walks alone around in it, even if there was the threat of earning a cold for his actions. Which sometimes happened. He wasn't invincible. He barely ever bothered to bring an umbrella with him either, and today was not one of those days.
The youngest Strider twin had spent most of his Saturday morning doing just that. With a bit of homework at the start. But as expected, his attention span just couldn't handle it, and he had disappeared from home, walking around, enjoying the weather, and doing what he did best: photography. At least no one at home usually gave any thought to his random disappearing acts, not even in the early hours of the morning when he found he couldn't sleep. They were used to it. And he had all weekend to finish his homework. Besides, he had more important business to take care of: saving a girl from the clutches of boredom and homework.
He had gotten Elizza's message just as he was wandering around the east end of town, and since he was already out, he didn't see why he couldn't procrastinate working a bit longer so he could spend some time with her. Catching a bus back home, he made his way over to the school.
Luckily for Julian, the rain had only decided to be evil once he had gotten through the doors of the girl's dorm rooms. A place that he often spent visiting. For totally honest and virtuous reasons of course. How could you think otherwise?
Pulling off the now wet hood of his hoodie off his head and running his hand through his unkempt hair for a minute, he quickly made work of finding room 106, which was no trouble for him of course. Checking his camera for a moment, the one thing he never went without, he turned a corner before finding the right room.
He knocked on the door gently, making a small beat out of it before leaning against the wall beside the door, striking up a quick conversation with some of his fellow female classmates who were coming from or going to their dorms as he waited.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
TAGS: Elizza , WORDS: 442 , LYRICS: Percussion Gun- White Rabbits , OUTFIT: linkssssstemplate made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by zoianne on Feb 26, 2012 18:36:41 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Disappointments Fading from your memory Ready for that lonely life to end
Staring was a lot more painful than doing. Actually working on her homework required thinking about the work itself, while staring at her homework inquired thinking about how much a failure you were for not doing anything. It was chemistry and was going completely over hear head as she read. Elizza was grateful that they had given her the time to catch up. However, it was two weeks of reading about math, chemistry, history, and english. None of which really interested her in any way. Sure she liked reading, but she liked reading good non fiction books not school.
Elizza made a big dramatic sigh as she let her head fall onto the book. She laid on her stomach on the floor beside her green sheeted bed. She had already got settled into the place so all of her things were pretty much everywhere. She didn't have a roommate yet, therefore it was alright and wasn't bothering anyone. It surely didn't bother her. Lifting her head at the sound of her phone, Elizza picked it up and read the text from Julian. Rolling over onto her back she texted him back and got up from the floor. Standing and studying the room, Elizza finally fixed it up a bit by putting the massive amount of jewelry off her bed and onto her small desk, and closing her drawers. It was a good enough job for Elizza, considering her lack of interest in doing anything.
Rainy days always made her sluggish, the normal affect rain had. Although, she wanted to get out at some point and do something. What? Anything that doesn't have to do with staring at homework. Elizza sat back down by her book and wrinkled her nose at the sight of it, open and calling for torture. Sitting Indian style on the ground, she checked her phone for Julian's last message and put it in her back pocket before facing the book again.
After about a minute or so she closed the book and shoved it under her bed. That's normally where she put the things she didn't want to deal with. Slowly standing and stretching at the same time, Elizza then flopped onto her bed and reached for her earphones. Mind as well do something for the time being until he came. After plugging in her earphones into her phone, she grabbed Dark Eden from the floor, opening it to where she had left off. It was a book a girl suggested to her before and she had borrowed it. Elizza was hoping it would get better, the book didn't grab her attention right off but the girl swore it would get better, that she just had to work through it. So Elizza was trying to work through it to get to the meaty parts.
One ear occupied with songs and the other with the pounding of the rain, Elizza almost fell asleep reading. She ran her hands through her hair a few times and putting it up in a pony tail. At the sound of a knock she pulled out the ear bud and set down the book. Lazily walking over to the door, Elizza opened it to see Julian chatting away with a couple girls. Of course she didn't recognize them, but Julian seemed to know every girl in passing. Eyebrows raised with slight smile of relief, she spoke teasing him a bit, “Heya muffin head. Wanna hang out in the hall or inside?”
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Julian Strider
Junior
Yearbook/Newspaper Photographer, Drama Club Played by Maya :3
Posts: 98
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 26, 2012 21:30:51 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Glancing to his side as the door clicked open, Julian abandoned all of his current conversation as Elizza poked her head through the crack in the now ajar door. "Muffin head, sweetheart?" he asked with a serious tone that didn't match his smirk. That was all it took for the group of girls that he had made around himself to make their departures, say goodbye and disperse, some disappointed and some indifferent. Julian obviously had much more interesting company now, tipped off by the whole nickname and teasing bit; obviously company who he had made it all the way here for. Giving them all a small wave as they walked off, he looked to the source of his trip, continuing.
"Really, I know my hair is messy from getting wet and being outside, but that's just taking it a little too far now," he pouted, feigning hurt to his ego. "Hm.....uh......I thought we were going out.....but if I'm invited......" he trailed off with a shrug, waiting until she moved aside from the door to let him in.
He looked around, taking in his surroundings. He found you could know a lot about a person by the way they lived. And if he was lucky enough to see he also found he became rather perceptive about the person, a habit he picked up after his time in New York. Sure they were assumptions, but the more he could know about a person, the more comfortable he would feel around them, and the more he would trust them.
He took in the regular bland walls like the rest of the dorms had, he could only assume. But that couldn't be helped. Though contrasting the blandness of the walls was the state of everything else. It seemed as if when she had finally arrived, she just set off her luggage to explode all over the place. She had barely been there a couple days and it was already as unorganized as if she had been living there for a full semester. She definitely was not a neat freak, like some other girls he knew. He would've expected as much from Elizza though. She seemed like one to take particular interests to something, and everything else was deemed unworthy of her time. He couldn't blame her. He always seemed to do the same.
Turning to the person he had gone to visit, he gave her a once over before speaking. "You seem sleepy......did I disturb a nap or save you from an oncoming one induced by homework," he asked with a slight chuckle, looking to her desk. Papers everywhere and scattered pencils and jewelry and what not, but no books or evidence of any homework being done, opposite of what she had told him in her voice message. Though it looked just like every other teenager's desk, not surprising in the least. Maybe she had never gotten started on it in the first place.
Looking around once more, he noticed the book lying on her bed, and he quickly scanned the title. "Dark.....Eden?" he asked curiously, moving onto a different topic before getting an answer for his previous question. She didn't look like much of a reader to him, so it was surprising. Though, he couldn't remember the title, or if he had seen it before. Maybe in passing in the library or his sister's room, though he had no idea what it was about.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
TAGS: Elizza , WORDS: 578 , LYRICS: Percussion Gun- White Rabbits , OUTFIT: linkssssstemplate made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by zoianne on Feb 26, 2012 22:22:23 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Disappointments Fading from your memory Ready for that lonely life to end
Elizza looked over at some of the girls as they said their goodbyes and gave 'nice' looks toward her way. Wow. Moving her attention back to Julian, who had did the same, Elizza shook her head. “No, it looks fine. Calm yourself,” she said with a smirk and a consoling pat on his arm. Elizza moved to the side, away from the door to let him in. She let go of the door after pushing it slightly so it could shut on it's own. “Yea, we're going out I just need my jacket and all that....Once I find it.” Planting her hands on her hips as he mentioned her sleepiness, she frowned. He noticed how sleepy she looked even if she couldn't admit it to herself. Although, she knew what the gloomy weather did to her.
With a lift of her shoulder, Elizza began to speak when he had mentioned the book she had left on the bed. Opening her mouth before speaking, she walked over and picked up the book looking at it a moment. “Yea, a friend let me borrow it. I was bored so I started reading it...” She looked at him now, tilting her head. “Yes, I do read. Happens to be the closet thing to academics I like.” It was true she wasn't the type to be cuddling up with a good book. If she had the spare time she would, plus it was raining and the beach was out of question.
Elizza thought of telling him what it was about, but chose not to. She didn't even know if he'd be interested in the first place, also she hadn't gotten to the good parts anyways. Throwing the book back onto her bed she walked over to her shoes, slipping them on, wiggling her foot into them. “Have you heard of it?” she asked looking over at Julian as he continued to look around as if he was taking in the room. It didn't bother her much, but she did take note of it. She normally did the same if she didn't know the person that well, otherwise she'd go right on in and find the closet possible seat to settle down in.
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Julian Strider
Junior
Yearbook/Newspaper Photographer, Drama Club Played by Maya :3
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 27, 2012 12:56:04 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Peeling his eyes away from the book laying on her bed, Julian looked to Elizza as she closed the door, the last of the girls he had been talking to disappearing out of view as they left. Noting her expression he guessed things may have gone slightly catty. Not much he could do about it though. Except stop flirting so much.....but that he called a work in progress. He gave Elizza a sheepish smile as she turned around and a lift of his shoulders that said 'sorry about that'.
His shyer look turned amused as she mentioned finding her jacket. He should've known, especially living in a house with two girls. They always took longer to get ready than expected for some unknown reason, never less. Giving the room a quick scan as if to help her, he soon gave up. Sure there were shirts and shorts and was that a bikini top? all over the room, but from what he could see, no jacket in sight. "I wish you luck," he turned back to her with a shake of his head, as if he had spent hours on the matter.
Taking in her less than happy expression at the mention of her state of alertness, he titled his head, not knowing it would bother her so much. "Don't worry so much, if you fall asleep on me, I won't take it too hard, promise," he said, though he couldn't help the small teasing smile that flashed over his face for a moment. Looking out the window to the rain, entranced for a couple seconds, he guessed it must affect her, just as it did him, though in completely opposite ways. "I get it," he turned back to her before dropping the subject.
He listened to her as she spoke about the book, but as she finished he shook his head with a laugh. "I wasn't saying you were illiterate sweetheart, I was just surprised, you seem more the adventurous type than to have yourself curled up safe with a book...." he trailed off, sharing his observation of her honestly.
As she busied herself with other things, Julian ventured further into the room, well, as far as the small thing would allow. Reaching her bed, he plopped down on it as she asked him a question, laying on his back and folding his arms behind his head, ankles crossed. He didn't think making himself comfortable was a bad idea. He felt he was going to be here for a while anyway. "Nope," he replied, popping the 'p', "may have seen it around though," he finished, before reaching behind him, feeling something hard, square and heavy pressing into his back. Pulling out yet another book from behind the pillow, he smiled and chuckled lowly to himself before flipping through the pages quickly and leaving it at his side. Chemistry, nothing interesting in there. "You know, as much as we would like to believe, if you leave a book under your head as you sleep I don't think you'll magically suck up the knowledge in there," he commented airily before looking up at the ceiling. "What're you listening to?" he asked then, noting the earbuds in her ears. Music was also a pretty good way to learn about someone, and he had found some interest in the subject recently.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
TAGS: Elizza , WORDS: 558 , LYRICS: Percussion Gun- White Rabbits , OUTFIT: linksssssNOTES: ^o^ template made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by zoianne on Feb 27, 2012 14:21:35 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Disappointments Fading from your memory Ready for that lonely life to end
Elizza bit the inside of her cheek as he spoke about her book interest. Her eyes traveled down at the book in thought before responding to Julian's observation. “Yea, well the bold need a safe place too,” she said with a smart alec kind of smirk. It had been a nice getaway when she couldn't really literally get away. Especially at home or around her old high school. There was always something going on, involving Elizza. Now it was kind of nice she didn't have to worry about all of that stuff anymore, or likely see some of those people again. Hopefully. Her friends never seemed to come from school anyway, but this seemed a different situation than it was at her old school. It was just nice to have a book when you had no one else.
After she had on her shoes, Elizza walked over to some of her clothes that were lying around and picked them up, either stuffing them in her drawer or throwing them in the closet. Finding no sign of her jacket she laughed a bit at Julian's comment, remembering where she had left her Chemistry book. “Don't ruin my dreams,” she said, acting defensive to his conclusion.
Walking over to her desk she looked around it for a jacket until her eyes stopped on one of the bracelets her mother bought a while back. Elizza picked it up and slid in onto her right wrist and looked at it a moment as she answered him. She had forgotten there was music, it was more like background music because it was rather low in her ear. “Oh I don't know,” she reached for her phone in her back pocket to see what song had been playing, “Onerepublic right now,” she told him gingerly.
Walking over to where the window had been she peered at the corner hoping to find her jacket there, however it wasn't. “I hate my jacket for running away from me,” she muttered. She scoffed noticing Julian lying down already. Sitting on her knees on the side of her bed, Elizza messed with her hair as she thought of the last place she had left it. “Think,” she demanded him lightly, as if he knew where it would be hiding.
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Julian Strider
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 27, 2012 16:12:50 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Turning his head as she spoke, but only getting a view of her back, Julian turned his head to the ceiling, thinking over the statement a bit. Which, when he thought about it, was the most logical and intelligent thing he had heard all week, though he didn't say it out loud. Being someone who was bold and open before, he could totally understand. Especially after those parts of himself had mostly blown up in his face, he found solace in photography, music, the like, his "safe place" to hide his broken heart as it were, while he was alone at school and even when he was home now. "True say," he murmured with a contemplative look, moving into his own head as she continued her search or what now looked like a last minute clean up around her room. He didn't speak for a while after that.
It was only until Elizza started speaking while moving around putting stuff away closer to him, that he broke out of his reverie. "Mhm, well I didn't know you wanted your dreams to be filled with math, equations and horrible things that nightmares are generally made of. But if you wish, knock yourself out. Sweet dreams sweetheart," he teased with a smirk as he lifted the other pillow beside him, placing the Chemistry book under it, patting it a couple times for good measure before he put his arm back behind his head.
Glancing at Elizza as she gave him an answer, he nodded with a small hum. He wasn't into really mainstream stuff like pop and what not, but at least he could appreciate it somewhat.....key word somewhat. Sometimes the stuff the industry produce was just ridiculous. But that was an argument for another time. One Republic was in his good books. He didn't give a reply though, it wasn't necessary.
"Maybe your jacket didn't run away, simply got lost......" Julian said, glancing around the room once more as he did so. Nope, no jacket yet. He was sort of hoping it would just magically appear if he waited long enough. "I could probably lose myself in here too," he added teasingly, before looking her in the eye as she got to his level. "I am.....somewhat.......but it would help if I actually had an idea of what this coveted jacket looks like...." he chuckled with a shake of his head.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
TAGS: Elizza , WORDS: 402 , LYRICS: Percussion Gun- White Rabbits , OUTFIT: linksssssNOTES: ^o^ template made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by zoianne on Feb 27, 2012 17:05:21 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Disappointments Fading from your memory Ready for that lonely life to end
Elizza shook her head as she exclaimed with a small smile, “Noo, not what I was suggesting.” With a feigned shiver she turned away, almost hoping she could hit him with a pillow or something, however she wasn't close to any. Scoffing at the thought she searched on for her jacket until she all but gave up. It was tiring looking for something you can't remember seeing around.
She thought as he responded, rolling her eyes when he noted he'd get lost in here as well. The problem mostly was that she had so many things. So much jewelry, clothes, shoes, bags, and a couple jackets. And there was only one she wanted and she couldn't find it. “It's pink, you couldn't miss it...” she trailed off in her head, trying to remember the last time she wore it. It had been true her memory wasn't always the best. Elizza looked at Julian a moment before her eyes lit up and letting out a slight laugh, “I know where it is!”
Jumping back off the bed with her hair falling out of her loose rubber band, she went over to her few bags that lay across the room. “I left it in my bag! Duh... Why didn't you say so?” Elizza asked teasingly as she crouched down, opening the small bag and pulling out a couple little nicknacks before forcing the pink hoodie jacket out. Standing up straight and turning back to Julian, she pulled the earbud out of her ear, hanging the jacket over her arm. Another yawn came on as she threw her earbuds on the bed and put her phone safely back into her pocket. Raising her eyebrows at Julian, Elizza took the Chemistry out from under the pillow and shoved it under her bed. She then slipped her arms into the jacket, zipping it up before fixing her ponytail again.
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Julian Strider
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Yearbook/Newspaper Photographer, Drama Club Played by Maya :3
Posts: 98
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 27, 2012 18:32:50 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Ready to duck or shield his head from oncoming projectile with a raised arm, Julian looked around as he didn't feel any being thrown at him for the dream comment after a couple seconds. That was when he realized she had barely anything to throw at him where she was, and she was halfway across the room. Grinning in triumph, he settled into the pillow, folding his arms contentedly over his chest. He was safe this time.
"Pink?" he repeated to himself as if to focus the idea as he sat up and actually tried to help her out. He did feel a bit awkward going through her things, particularly since he could find anything with everything laying around like this, but he went on the search anyway. Staying clear of the drawers, he passed his hands over some promising spots, moving around the collection of items that had accumulated there, but still no luck. Still no jacket. Well one that was pink anyway. He did find a lot of other pink stuff though, socks, tank tops, a bracelet with a pink charm. Another girl thing? He guessed it was since every one he met was so drawn to the color. Leaning down to look around a spot on the floor, Julian wondered why girls were so specific about simple things, like a jacket. Really any of the ones Elizza had would look fine on her, in his opinion.
Glancing to his side at Elizza's exclamation, he inwardly facepalmed before just taking a seat on a clear spot on her floor, crossing his legs and refusing to move as he put his hands together for her in applause. "I'm so proud.....what?.....I didn't mention it.....because....." he held the end of the word as he thought up an excuse to banter with. "Because......it was my next guess," he nodded with a teasing grin as he watched her move around her room again.
"Ah, putting the monster where it properly belongs," he teased once more as she shoved her Chemistry book under her bed. "Just make sure it doesn't get the better of you when you get back...." he added, noting the yawn again with a small smile and a shake of his head.
Now there was one problem......it seemed her laziness had affected him. He did not want to get up off his butt in the slightest.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
TAGS: Elizza , WORDS: 400 , LYRICS: Percussion Gun- White Rabbits , OUTFIT: linksssssNOTES: ^o^ template made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by zoianne on Feb 27, 2012 19:48:31 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Disappointments Fading from your memory Ready for that lonely life to end
Glad to have her pink hoodie, Elizza bowed once as a magician would after a performance as Julian gave her an applause. Putting her hands on her hips after zipping up her jacket ,she gave him disappointed look. "Terrible excuse," she said with a smirk and quick shake of her head. Too lazy to respond to his comment after she had rid of her Chemistry book, she gave him a once over as he sat on the floor – seemed like he was going to stay there a while no matter what she did.
Of course Elizza wanted to get out and do something but she grew tireder on her search for her jacket. Which took a lot longer than she expected. Shaking her head and walking over to Julian, she tired to pull him up by his wrists but ended up on the floor across from him. "You're such a muffin," she said in a whiny tone as she wiggled onto her stomach. Although she wasn't any different at the moment and she knew it.
"We need to do something before I abandon the world for sleep," Elizza explained before twisting around to sit cross legged, already getting bored of lying on her stomach. Neither of them moved from the floor, obviously a problem and Elizza became conflicted on whether she actually wanted to go or stay and do nothing. She fixated her eyes outside the window as the rain kept on falling for a moment before finally taking the rubber band out of her blonde hair.
Moving her focus back to Julian, she thought she'd might as well get him back for whatever she had wanted to get him back for. She quickly spread the rubber band with her thumb and index finger and pulled the band with her other hand, letting it snap down on his leg. Lifting a shoulder and smiling, Elizza scooted away from him a bit, biting the inside of her cheek.
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 27, 2012 22:09:53 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Pretending to actually be upset about the matter, Julian frowned with a dismayed nod. "I agree it isn't my best, maybe next time?" he said hopefully, lifting his shoulders in a shy shrug.
Resting his elbow on his leg, and letting his head sit in his palm, he watched amused as Elizza tried to lift him. "And I can't help it if you're a weakling sweetheart," he laughed as she flopped to the ground.
"Something?" he repeated, staring at her curiously before leaning his head against the wall behind him. "How about a trip to the moon. Or is that going a little over both our heads?" He was getting a little fidgety. Maybe he was less lazy than he made himself out to believe originally. It was about time they got out to that tour and smoothie......he really didn't know what to label the hangout.
Tilting his head up to watch the cool rain fall outside from the window, he didn't notice Elizza's sneaky maneuver to plan and attack him. Making sure he had his camera with him, he stretched his arms. It was only a second before she was about to hit him when he looked back at her, about to suggest they get up when he was slapped by not Elizza, but her hair elastic. "No, not the elast- owwwwwww," he exclaimed, then finished with a whine as he rubbed his slightly stinging thigh before quickly getting up.
"Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going," he sighed, brushing off his jeans before backing away from Elizza and her lethal elastic by a few steps, before grinning at her. "Though your oncoming so called sleepiness has me a little worried about you, I don't think I can even trust you to get up yourself," he added before scooping her off the ground and tossing her over his shoulder, carrying her as he made his way to her door. Oh he was so going to get it for this, but an eye for an eye was only fair.....well......an eye for an eye, and then something more like an arm for an eye until they had gone so far that the most they would be doing was getting even with each other.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
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Post by zoianne on Feb 28, 2012 16:30:26 GMT -8
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“Hah, yea,” Elizza exclaimed sarcastically with a smirk. Fiddling around with the ends of her hair she gasped as if she was hurt when he had called her a weakling. “I am not a weakling!”
Looking out to the rain again for a second as he spoke, Elizza scoffed. “Yes, the moon, totally not over our heads,” she said with a small smirk before messing with her hair again
Laughing at his reaction, Elizza tried to stuff the rubber band in her pocket. Not paying attention to what Julian was saying, until she looked up last minute to see him scoop her up and soon as she knew it she was hanging over his shoulder as he was heading to the door. “No, no no,” she whined as she struggled. Elizza slapped him twice on his back before giving up with a huff. She burst out into a laugh. “You're not going to walk out carrying me like this...... Are you?” she asked placing her hands on his back to prop her head up, in a curious tone as he opened the door. “You know I could have gotten up if you gave a the chance.” She rolled her eyes and freely let out her smile before pursing her lips to control it. Elizza made an exaggerated sigh, finding it rather weird being over his shoulder, yet at least she didn't have to walk.
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Julian Strider
Junior
Yearbook/Newspaper Photographer, Drama Club Played by Maya :3
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 28, 2012 17:35:47 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while Only laughing at her reaction, Julian knocked the door with his hip wide enough so they could both fit through. "Hey, if you didn't want this to happen, don't play the game....you started it," he said simply as he shrugged, knowing that sounded cliche and childish. Oh well.
He dipped the shoulder she was on as she slapped it for a moment before returning it to its original position. He wasn't going to drop her, but it was amusing payback to make her believe there was a possibility. Looking behind him a bit so he could see her face, he waited a moment before giving her a devilish grin.
"Just watch me," he replied as he stepped out into the hall, kicking the door close with his foot behind him. He wasn't bothered by the looks he was sure he was going to get by passersby in the hall, in fact it made it all the more worthwhile. He wasn't really a self-conscious person, and rarely took into account what other people thought of him, unless it was on a more personal level. Face value first impressions of him to other people were basically meaningless. He wouldn't be getting to know most of them anyway, and they wouldn't get to know him either, and it wasn't up to him to control what they thought. He couldn't really tell what Elizza thought on the matter though. It could really go either way with her. Oh well, she was stuck as she was; for now anyway.
"I know.....but this is way more fun.....for me anyway," Julian smirked as he started going back the way he came, a couple dorm room doors opening as curious heads peeked out to see the commotion. There were a few giggles and a couple confused looks as the pair walked by, to be expected of course. "Consider it permission to be lazy and take a small nap," he offered.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
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Post by zoianne on Feb 28, 2012 18:18:04 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Disappointments Fading from your memory Ready for that lonely life to end
Elizza felt him dipping his shoulder a bit and she instantly grabbed onto his waist. "Don't you drop me," she practically begged although in a threatening kind of way. What she would do? She didn't have an idea, she was kind of stuck and hitting him in the back wasn't doing anything. She leaned on her head on her hands with her elbows on his back. Mind as well get comfortable.
Elizza could tell this was just so much fun for Julian and just as amusing. As they started down the hallway, she smiled at a few girls in passing but made funny faces at the ones who only stared. Nothing unusual for Elizza anyway, she didn't really care how people saw her. Never really thought of it, that was a waste of time when she could be out being herself. "Hey, how you doing?" she asked a girl she had seen before or around, she couldn't quite remember but she was satisfied to get an answer drowned out with a laugh.
Craning her to look at Julian, Elizza bit her lip in thought. Flicking his head seemed just the thing to do right then but she turned back with a disappointed face remembering that the more she messed with him, the more often he messed with her... more like carrying her or taking her off the ground rather. Elizza responded with a slight laugh, "I don't normally take naps while hanging over someone's shoulder." She raised her eyebrows watching as the hall grew in length.
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Julian Strider
Junior
Yearbook/Newspaper Photographer, Drama Club Played by Maya :3
Posts: 98
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Post by Julian Strider on Feb 28, 2012 19:31:06 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] Well how do you do? A kiss on the cheek. It's been a while "I wasn't planning on it sweetheart, though......I can't promise you that if you keep hitting me, I just might lose my balance," Julian said airily, tilting to one side for a second, though he was only joking with her as the slaps finally stopped. Looking to his side again at Elizza, he felt his back being used as an arm rest. Not that it really bothered him though. At least she wasn't attempting another attack on him. "Comfortable yet?" he teased.
He was silent after that, turning another couple corners in the halls of the girl's dorms, just a little ways from the door leading to the outside. He smiled to himself and scoffed when he heard Elizza. He couldn't see her but he could definitely imagine what she was up to behind his unsuspecting back, and it amused him to no end. She was probably making faces at him or onlookers, or pretending as if she were royalty, being carried on a really awful makeshift throne; those were his guesses. She was a good sport it seemed, and took things in stride.
He usually liked that quality in people. Making something out of nothing, being serious all the time and not knowing how to lean back, relax and let go was just not a good way to live. And no fun either. If you couldn't laugh at things that happened, it would be a pretty dull life.
He himself didn't do much to react to the looks they were getting, maybe shooting a few smarmy smiles off to some of the more skeptical looks he was getting, but other than that he didn't do much else until Elizza started speaking again.
"Hm, maybe you should be more open minded sweetheart, try knew things, expect the unexpected," Julian replied grandly, gesturing at nothing with his free hand, using a dramatic tone to emphasize the over spoken cliches.
So I'll just beg, borrow and steal all your time. We'll call it dignified.
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