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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 9, 2007 9:29:23 GMT -5
The sun was in full view today, no clouds blocking out its light and many people weren’t willing to miss this opportunity. Girls lay out on the grass or on towels, soaking up the sun in their skimpy bikini's. Guys kicked a football around or were sitting on a bench under a tree nestled up to their girlfriends. There was so much going on, no one paid much attention to Charlie walking down the path in his tattered jeans and a tight white t- shirt with a black rucksack hanging off one shoulder and his skateboard tucked under his arm. His ipod was playing a song by System of a Down one of his preferred bands.
He sat himself at the base of a tall tree, shading him from the hot sun and he pulled out a sketch book from his rucksack that he left on the ground next to him. He rummaged around inside the bag for a pencil and finally drew out what he’d been looking for. Surveying the scene before him, he looked for a possible subject to draw. He rested the sketchbook on his knees as he used his hand to push hid blonde hair away from his face, grey eyes still sweeping over his surroundings.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 9, 2007 14:22:07 GMT -5
The sun shone brightly on her tan skin. She wore a tight pair of jeans, ripped in the knees. Her white tank showed her tanned skin. The top of her head was covered by an old baseball cap from her best friend when they were kids. TK had died in a car-crash a few years back. Then Billie Joe broke up with her...Jenny sighed, rubbing her temples as she closed lids over emerald eyes. She reached into her backpack, pulling out Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows [/b]. She sat down on a nearby picnic table. Jenny opened the book to her page. She wasn't really into Harry Potter, but it was the only thing to do. She tried to seperate herself from the world for a while, which didn't work well. The twenty-year-old woman sighed softly, before taking out a notebook. Harry Potter could wait for later. She stared at the blank page, and she sub-consiously began doodling horses on the page. ~~~ Jenny's P.O.V.~~~~ I sigh, glancing down at the doodles. I smile, realizing that one looked like Firey Rain, my colt. I turn to the next page, and begin writing. The Ice Queen[/i] Why did he used to call me that? He called me pumpkin, wildcat. I hate him, or do I? When he died, Why didn't I cry? He died with TK, on that day. He was smart and clean, But I was mean. Yes, I was his Ice Queen.I sigh, thinking about Ryo. He annoyed the living hell out of me, though secretly I was in love with him. But now, he's gone, and I need to move on.[/size] (BWAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA DIGIMON HINTS!!!!! wh00t! lol....ignore that.)[/center]
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 9, 2007 15:56:55 GMT -5
Charlie had finally set his iron gaze on a couple looking out over the park, the bys arm around the girl’s shoulder, her head resting on his shoulder. It was a perfect scene that showed their love and acceptance of one another. He gave a low sigh, tapping the end of his mechanical pencil on the sketch books blank page. He was envious of their closeness and his brow furrowed with his inside emotions. Looking away he spotted a tanned girl sitting at a pick nick table. She looked Italian wither her evenly tanned sin and dark flowing hair, but he wasn’t going to make any assumptions any time soon.
He realized suddenly with a new flash of inspiration what a good scene that would be to capture on canvas. A beautiful girl focused on her note pad, whilst being oblivious to all the fun and games going on around her. A small smile creased the corner of his mouth and he studied her expression as she smiled and then looked down at the sketch book and began to draw. He looked up occasionally to make references to her features and posture, and soon the basic drawing was complete. Leaning back against the tree he studied the artwork. Quite proud with what he had managed to produce in only a matter of minutes. He gave a yawn, and tucked the pencil and the sketch book into his rucksack and slung it over his shoulder again and picked up his board.
He stood and started walking, he found himself drawn towards the girl, and walked towards her as he passed he saw her drawing and back tracked to glance over her shoulder and look at what she was doing. To his surprise he saw a rather life like horse sketch and lifted his eyebrows in a silent approval of how good it was. he then saw some words below that and stepped forward to try and read it. With all his snooping around he wasn’t exactly being polite, but he was curious. As he walked forward he stood on one of the laces of his black converse that had come undone earlier and with a gruff yelp of surprise he came to land on the floor just behind her with a loud thump. He pushed himself up and lent back on his one arm, whilst he used the hand that had been holding the board to rub his head where he had hit it on the ground. Not exactly the most graceful of men, was he?
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 9, 2007 16:16:42 GMT -5
Jenny jumped at the noise, her notebook flying up hand hitting her in the face. OWW!!!!!!!!!!!! The book clattered to the ground, a slight grass stain appearing over one of the horses. Jenny twirled around, staring at the guy for a minute. Her eyes were hard at first, but she could never keep that expression for long. She put her hand out to help him out, smiling. As she bent over, her hat fell to the ground, next to the notebook. Her hair fell longer down her shoulders. ~~~~Jenny's P.O.V. [/i]~~~~ I stared at the boy for a moment, trying to keep my gaze angry. I felt a lump forming on my forhead where my notebook hit. But I smiled. I SMILED.That made me freeze before gently putting my hand out. My hat tumbled off of my head, revealing even more dark locks.[/size][/center]
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 10, 2007 12:22:54 GMT -5
He saw the girl hit her head and winced at her pain, before seeing her smile and he relaxed just a little. Then Charlie saw her outstretch her and to him and slowly he took it and pushed himself up until he was standing. He let her hand go after realizing he was still holding it, and looked away ,slightly embarrassed then he looked back with his silver eyes.''I ... uh.. I didn’t, I mean... err --''. He smiled nervously and rubbed his neck as he stuttered the words. And cleared his throat before speaking again ''Sorry if i scared you.. are you hurt?'' he asked tilting his head in worry as he surveyed her where she had hit here head.How stupid of me, i made her hit herself. Now she'll have me down as a right jerk! Way to go Charlie! he thought inwardly.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 10, 2007 12:28:30 GMT -5
It's fine, She said laughing. She streatched her arms for a moment before bending to retrieve the hat and notebook. She sighed, glancing at the poem for a moment, before looking up at him. I'm Jenny, She said, smiling. Next to her eye was starting to bruise lightly, but it was nothing compared to a horse kick.[/center][/size]
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 10, 2007 12:48:02 GMT -5
He relaxed at her laugh and spotted the space on the seat next to her and sat himself down so they were on eye level, and so Jenny didn’t hurt her neck looking up at him.''I'm Charlie'' he said smiling as he loaded his rucksack onto the table and his board onto the floor beside him. He looked back at her, he couldn't actually believe he was this close to her, fate had strange ways of making two people meet. he pushed his blonde hair back from his eyes before again looking over at her drawing.''You draw really well, that horse is so life like!'' he said smiling still, admiring the work, but he wasn’t going to start prying into what the writing was just yet.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 10, 2007 13:20:54 GMT -5
Jenny smiled again. Thanks! She said, the slight breeze shifting her hair. She flipped back a few pages in the book, coming to a stop at a charchol(sp?) of a horse. That's my horse, Need For Speed...Harley. She flipped a few more pages. This is my old horse, Bloody Brew, She said, smiling again.
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 10, 2007 14:40:45 GMT -5
He grinned, they were all good drawings, but all of horses. Jenny must really like them, Charlie still did but his riding skills had worn unused after not riding for so long after he started art collage. He nodded fervently as he took in the information and spoke up. ''So you ride then?'' he gave a smile towards her and looked off across the park recalling the first time he tried riding, on a big trophy winning stallion bareback in a field whilst no one was watching, and how he'd come to the ground with a bang. He winced at the memories but still he was filled with happy memories of the time he had spent with horses. Looking back his voice picked up again ''I used to ride... but my skills might be a bit rusty now'' he laughed slightly as he spoke.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 10, 2007 14:53:28 GMT -5
Jenny grinned, watching Charlie out of the corner of her emerald eyes. I love riding, She answered. She giggled softly. If your skills got rusty, must mean you weren't too good, Jenny said, raising her eyebrows and casting him a comical joking face. The wind swept, flipping the pages of a notebook to an anime-type drawing. It was of a tanned boy, with light brown hair and crulean eyes. [/size] (( ))
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 10, 2007 15:41:50 GMT -5
''Oh i’m so offended!'' he said jokingly and pushed her shoulder lightly in his mock anger. Laughing he looked down to the table and as he did so he saw the pages of her sketch book flip with the wind. There he saw an anime styled drawing, a style he was not accustomed to very much, but still it interested him. Charlie leant over the picture ''Woooww...'' he said quietly looking at the drawing, sitting back up he spoke in his normal voice again ''Your a really good artist!''. He grinned in approval, Jenny should have met his art teacher, she would have had him in a right fix. Considering he always wined to Charlie about every little thing of his art that he got wrong, and made him into somewhat a perfectionist.Jenny would have him speechless. Hah, imagine that old man choking on his own words, it was an interesting scene that played on his mind for a while before he snapped out of his day dream and back to the waking world.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 10, 2007 15:50:50 GMT -5
I only draw when I'm bored, Jenny exclaimed. This is a drawing of this really annoying guy Ryo who died two years ago. He died with my best friend TK...Takeru, to be exact. [/b] She sighed, and for a moment, her eyes became cloudy. A loud thud brought her back, as her bookbag fell off of the table.[/size][/center] I CANT GET THE PIC TO WORK! NO!!!!!!
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 10, 2007 16:05:53 GMT -5
''Ryo...he cant of been as annoying as you say, if you manage to draw him so well..'' he said off handedly, and a minute later he wished he hadn’t said anything. Biting his lip he studied the look in her eyes, and sat gazing at her sadness and jumped suddenly at a loud thump.''Wow, what ya' got in there??'' he said lifting an eyebrow, and peering round her to look at the bag. It reminded him of some thing and he unzipped his own and pulled out a sketch book and flipped through to the drawing he did earlier of Jenny. he tore out the page neatly and handed it to her.''Here... I did this earlier...'' he said quietly, again anxiously rubbing his neck with his free hand.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Aug 10, 2007 20:16:27 GMT -5
Okay, in order. He is...was... horrible. In here? I have four pairs of sneakers, a pair of books, my other hat in it's box, and a new halter. Jenny smiled, then looked at the drawing. That's amazing!She gasped. She noticed his rubbing the back of his neck and smiled. Calm down!She said bubbily.(Is that even a word???)[/center][/size]
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Post by BECKiEE :) on Aug 11, 2007 2:34:38 GMT -5
'' Sorry... I just though you'd have me down as a stalker or something'' he grinned nervously, had he been foolish assuming this? Oh well, different people reacted differently. Charlie ruffled his blonde locks and looked out over the park. Whilst they had been talking, the sun had started slipping from the sky directly above him, and he was no longer bothered by the mid-day heat. The sky was turning a crisp orange in colour as the sun sank slowly, Charlie wondered where he was going to stay tonight, maybe at a hotel, if he could find one. He needed to get his act together and find an apartment soon or else he'd be living on the street or something, he laughed inwardly, though it wasn’t really a laughing subject.
[ ooc - heh, i wouldnt know...]
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