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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 6, 2007 8:48:05 GMT -5
Footsteps echoed down the hall, as an overly slim young man walked down the hall. He was headed to the art room of course. It was his favorite spot in the whole school. He finally reached the studio door, and entered the room. He plopped into his favorite seat, and grabbed his overly used sketch book. Before drawing, he always cracked all his fingers, toes, etc. As he heard the cracking of his fingers, he had an idea. Why not draw his hand?
His pencil hit the paper with grace and skill. For at least a half an hour, he drew non stop. He wasn't as happy as he could be with it, but oh well. He held the drawing up to the light to get an even better look, and decided to detail it just a little bit better. So back to work he went for another ten minutes. When he was pleased, he signed the bottom, and titled it 'Rock On'.
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 6, 2007 9:06:47 GMT -5
A young slim and invisable girl walked down the hall after a few people told her where the Art Studio was. She was new and barley knew where anything was. She walked into the room and the way she was standing people to the right would only see her hair. She had a messanger bag slung over he shoulders a dress like shirt that was black and had a pink belt in the center. she wore white leggins and black flats She smiled as she headed for the back of the room a small sketch book in her hand.
She sat down by her self and looked at a recent picture,
She detailed it more and colored in the eyes. That was her feelings Being in a blu world but the only thing left was you being gray. She hadn't made anyfriends and people ignored her lke she wasnt even their nor in the room. |
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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 6, 2007 9:29:21 GMT -5
As he was putting away his sketch pad for now, he heard the door open and close. He looked up from his work, and saw a pretty blond girl making her way in the room. He watched her as she sat down in the back, and watched her hands move with the pencil, drawing away. Feeling bolder than usual, he walked to the back of the room, and sat next to her.
"Whatcha drawing?" He asked, peering over her arm. By the looks of it, it was a dog, or a wolf. He wasn't much of an animal drawer, but he could draw horses. He was better at still life, and body parts. He was a much better photographer than sketcher, and he knew it. |
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 6, 2007 9:44:06 GMT -5
She paused and was stuned when someone actually talked to her. Im drawing a Wolf..More or less the loner, looking for a place to fit in she said to him and smiled he was actually kinda cute but for now she would just talk to him to see what would happen. She looked at him and smiled a frinedly smile.
Im Alexia she said with a cutesy smile. When she talked her voice was low but held a strong brit accent. She would tell him her nick name later if they became frineds, but right now she wasnt going to tempt and talk more because welll... it would make things odd he was the first one that came and talked to her.
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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 6, 2007 9:52:31 GMT -5
He smiled at her when he saw her shocked face. When he heard her speak, he instantly recognized her British accent. That made him smile even more. He looked down at her drawing, and said "Wow, that's good. I'm not the best at drawing animals. I can draw horses, and thats about it in the animal department. I'm a still life kind of guy."
"I'm Alexia."
She said. "Wow, that's a pretty name. My name is Briggs. Are you from England?" He told, and then asked her. He looked at her drawing again, and took it in. Her shading and detail was excellent. Far better than his at least. |
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 6, 2007 9:59:31 GMT -5
She smiled Really? I draw only three types of animals and then im usally caught with a camera she said to him and smiled again and listend to him when she said her name was Alexia and he said that was a pretty name and an asked her if she was from england Yeah, Im from england she said to him and smiled again and set the sketch book on the table.
Then thought on what to add to her picture because at this moment a really cute guy in her mind was talking to her, and well he looked like he was in her kinda type. Like emo or what not. but he was still really hot.
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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 6, 2007 10:19:25 GMT -5
"Cool. I've always wanted to go to London. The fashion there is incredible. Plus all the cities..."He went off into a dreamy state. "It must be great for photography there." He finally said, smiling at her sheepishly. "I'm a photographer myself. And I model some." He told her, trying not to sound conceited.
He then decided he would show her the drawing he had just completed. He reached into his bag, and pulled out the worn sketch book. He opened it up to the 'Rock On' hand, and placed it in front of her. "Thats what I was working on." |
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 6, 2007 10:31:27 GMT -5
Yeh they a've a good fashion sence.. but i like anybrand of clothing thats pretty and not exspencive...b.c exspencive clothes just make people boast about their money blech she said to him when shed said the blech it was about boasting of the money.. She could talk to him for ever. She smiled and looked at the hand.
Thats pretty good, I dont do body parts or misalaneous items only because i like focusing on other things she said to him and smiled once mre.
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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 6, 2007 11:10:46 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm not a big spender when it comes to clothes and stuff. We don't have a lot of money to begin with from all my medical bills." Oops. He didn't mean to say that. It kinda just slipped. He hated telling people about his eye problem, and his eating disorder. Well, it hadn't been classified as an eating disorder yet, but most of the people he knew figured it out.
"Yeah, I like to try and draw a bit of everything. Same with music. I try all different genres. Emo/Punk/Rock is my favorite though." He said, hoping that it would change the subject. If it didn't then boo frickety who for him. |
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 6, 2007 11:27:46 GMT -5
She smiled and the next thing he had told her she didnt want to continue on because it might have slipped and well maybe he didnt want it to. I have money..but thats because i have a dad thats like something that gets alot..but my oldest siblings and me dont share the same last name as the younger siblings. she said to him and well she would tell him about her history once they became..more closer like friends and what not.
She smiled at him. I like Alot of emo stuff she said to him and smiled once more.
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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 6, 2007 11:49:14 GMT -5
Relieved that she didn't ask, he took a deep breathe. "Oh, so you don't like to be conceited. Very good." He said with a grin. "My Dad is an accountant, and my mom has a few part time jobs." He told her.
"Yeah, emo stuff is quite amazing." He said, looking over himself. It was true, he was the little emo boy. Depressed all the time, black hair, skinny-ness beyond belief. He came with the who package. |
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 6, 2007 11:58:53 GMT -5
She frowned apon the word dad..her step dad that she had now only payed attention to his kin that he had with her mom.. Other then that, he dosent like Aj or her older sibs very well. He has a teen daughter from a previous thats all.
I dont remeber what my real dad was... I was 8 years old the last time i saw him, all mangled and bloody..Thats when i became emo..after i saw what heppend to my father by his own brother she said to him and wasn't smileing this time it was more or less un-happness that filled her eyes.
But all that goes bad...sometimes doesn't always end bad she said to him. She really wanted to tell him he was cute but she would wait till after what he'd say next.
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Post by BRIGGS. on Aug 7, 2007 17:12:52 GMT -5
He listened to her speak about her dad. "Wow, I'm really sorry." Briggs said to her, resting a hand in the middle of her back. "I've never really lost someone, but my parents thought they lost me. I had a brain tumor that made me go blind, and I needed to have brain surgery to remove. They got most of it, but my eyes are permanently damaged. I'm labeled blind after dark, and I either have to wear really strong contacts, or my glasses all the time. Otherwise all I see is big blobs of color." He told her, partly in a rush.
"That's why we don't have a lot of money. My parents have to pay for my medical bills and my special contacts." He told her, looking in her already upset eyes. "But I really am sorry about your Dad." |
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Post by Alexia Jenkins on Aug 7, 2007 18:14:13 GMT -5
She smiled at him he so far was the nicest guy she'd met. She kissed him on the cheek Thanks fo being soo...eh um..nice she said to him. She hoped he wouldnt get mad at her for what she just did. It was her way of showing a happy emotion when people said they were sorry to try to make her feel better.
Your the only one that ever said you were sorry for me..the guy i liked back in england didnt even care he just wanted me all to him self at night, and well i wouldnt have that she said to him and smiled the thought of Mahrie her friend back at Pari Private school.
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