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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 2, 2010 14:24:20 GMT -6
The boy wander the halls quietly, students bustling about doing there own thing. It was always frustrating being new, and the boy was a little pissed at his parents for making him move here to a new school his senior year. Douche bags. All well, not much you can do about it now. He kept to his own, the hoodie being pulled over his head as he push the yellow skull candy headphones in his ears, pools staring out the optics at the floor, stuffing the iPhone into his back pocket as the music played in his ears, blocking all outside sounds out. He move the shoulder strap of his guitar bag to make it more comfortable on his shoulder. The large wood crafted sign that read "Library" in elegant letters almost came to a relief to the boy as he slip inside, the busy hallways seeming as if they didn't exist anymore. He stopped, scanning the large room, the isles and isles, rows and rows of books, tables splayed out in the front, computers here and there, the front desk occupied by an older lady. She had to be the librarian. She gave a warm smile, then went back to whatever it was she was doing. He reach into his back pocket to pull the device out, sliding to unlock it, then hitting pause. Quiet. He pulled out his headphones, wrapping them around the iPhone as he place it into his jacket pocket looking around once again. Did no one come here? There were few people scattered around the large room, but for the most part, it was empty. He step forward, the Nike high tops making no noise against the floor. He walk to one of the farthest isles, looking into each one as he pass by, noting that they all had pillows at the end. Handy. He stop at the last row, glancing back to where the front desk was. Oh yea, there would be no way she would hear him, or, she would, but let's be real, how many kids came in here and just strummed away? Probably not a lot, but maybe a few? And maybe she didn't mind? The boy kept the positive thoughts in his head as he wander to the very end of the last row, gently setting his cased guitar down, sliding his back to the wall as he plunk himself down onto the cushions. He pull out the old acoustic, not bothering to grab the pick. he position it accordingly on his lap, arm draping over as the quiet strums consume him. Like a drug high, it was beyond amazing.
Would anyone notice? Probably. Would he care? Probably not. Would he stopped if the librarian asked? Another, probably not. His mind slip into a quiet state. No thoughts bounced around, old memories stayed still as the melodic notes meshed together in harmony. This is where it was at.
Notes: Nooooooo.
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 2, 2010 18:45:03 GMT -6
Mrs. Carmichael I need to go to the library! Marley called from her seat in the second row of the concert band. The woman on the stand in the front of the room glanced over at the clock. 2:45 p.m. She then faced the red head and nodded. Marley smirked and hopped up from her seat. She whispered some good byes to her friends and hurried out of the large room. The female was even halfway down the hall when she realized that the golden saxophone was still hanging the neck strap around her neck.
She glanced down at it and shrugged before hurrying down the hall. The red head finally entered the library and she glanced over at the librarian. The woman behind the desk gave her a curt nod, no smile or short greeting. The two were not the best of friends because the library was a place for quiet and Marley was not a person who was good at being quiet. Marley shrugged and smirked before hurrying to the back. There was one section that carried sheet music for any instrument imaginable.
There was just one song that she had her mind on. "Pure Imagination" from the old version of Willy Wonka. She had heard it on the piano and saxophone and absolutely fell in love with it. So she had to get pieces for both instruments so she could practice. When she finally reached the music section in the back she heard soft guitar strumming. She perked up instantly at the music and became extremely curious. Marley tip toed slowly in that direction and when she rounded the corner she saw a male sitting in a chair, strumming away.
A soft smile appeared on her lips. Pssst... She said softly. Her hazel eyes then glanced up at the shelves of music to her right. Beautiful guitar playing. She added in a hushed tone before smirking lightly and turning to face the shelves. Marley ran her finger lightly along the music pieces before "Pure Imagination" came into sight. She found the piece for a saxophone and quickly grabbed it. Now for the piano piece. The red head looked over at the male again, realizing that she hadn't introduced herself. I'm Marley by the way, but call me Mars. She spoke and then turned to the music again.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 2, 2010 19:32:44 GMT -6
The noise stopped short as a voice spoke out, the boys hand immediately covering the strings making the melodic noise come to an abrupt halt. He glance upwards to find a red head starring at him before rummaging through different music pieces only to see her pull out "Pure imagination." He silently smiled to himself as he thought back to the dark music room where he took some wicked pictures of an older man in a hazy spotlight playing the familiar Willy Wonka tune. He thought it almost sounded better without the other instruments in the background, but then again there wasn't much to it for the piano. His curiosity perked as he wondered what- his thoughts stopped short seeing the saxophone hang around the girls neck. He laughed to himself in his head, almost wanting to thump it against the wall. She was a tiny red head who had this saxophone hanging around her, how could he not spot that first? He gave a light smile and a nod regarding her compliment he look back to his guitar.
She glance back his way again, introducing herself before going back, looking for another piece he assumed. "A Willy Wonka fan. Scandulous" he spoke quietly adding sarcasm into his last word. Then again, maybe she wasn't a fan. There were different versions of the song, and who knew what one she had even listened to. He pushed all the variables out, wanting to thump his head against the wall again for always doing this. Going over every aspect of someones words, putting different meanings to them in every which way. "Ryan, but you can call me Ryan" he answered, his handsome smile being put on as usual as he lightly joke repeating the girls words.
He stick to his own business now, not bothering to make conversation with the girl seeing as she was probably going to find the other piece and leave, so, he quietly go back to strumming away, pulling most of the noise from the song "I need you." Oh yes, sappy beyond belief, but it was soothing.
Notes: Nooooooo.
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 2, 2010 19:56:52 GMT -6
"A Willy Wonka fan. Scandalous" The male spoke up. A grin appeared on her face and a soft chuckle passed her soft lips. Ah, yes, a BIG Willy Wonka fan actually. And scandalous? No, just great music choices. She spoke and when she finished the grin had turned into a smirk. Finally her finger came to stop on the piano piece for the song. She pulled it off the shelf and stuffed it under her arm along with the saxophone piece.
"Ryan, but you can call me Ryan" He introduced himself. This earned him a light laugh from the red head before she smirked again. What a lovely nickname. Oh, I've always loved a wide variety of nicknames. She said and shook her head lightly. It became silent between the two and Marley watched as Ryan went back to playing his guitar. He was playing kind of a lovey dovey type of song. She raised an eyebrow. The male sitting before her didn't look like the type to play such music but what would the world be without surprises?
The female then shrugged and decided to leave him alone. For now. She sat herself down on the floor and crossed her legs Indian style while leaning back against the book shelf. She held the pieces of music up so she could read over the notes. As she did so she would quietly play a few to make sure she still remembered the fingering for them.
This, unfortunately wasn't quiet enough for the librarian because she came storming in Marley's direction as fast as her heels would allow her. "Excuse me! You could please be QUIET?!" The woman hissed. Marley quit playing and looked up at the angry woman. She raised a brow before smirking and shrugging. Depends on if I feel like it or not. She said simply. The woman rolled her eyes before marching off. The red head snickered and shook her head before looking at her music again.
"Psst!" Came a voice. "Psst, Mars!" The voice sounded again. She quickly looked up to see a few guys peeking around the corner. "Hey, we made a ball of tape, you should totally come and play football or whatever with us!" One the guys suggested. Marley smirked and stood up. She looked over at Ryan. Only if my new pal Ryan gets to come. She spoke and waited for Ryan to say something.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 3, 2010 16:16:28 GMT -6
She continued to look for the other piece, the thought of asking her if she wanted help crossed his mind, but he kept to himself. Her words made the boy lightly smile as she commented on the many nicknames, liking the fact that he made her laugh. The joys of ones laughter. Making others laugh was one of the things the boy loved to do best. As he went back to strumming the soothing notes, gaze couldn't help but wander to the red head as she went back to looking for the music piece. It was nice for a change to have someone who didn't constantly chat, or to make awkward conversation just for the sake of avoiding the silence. It was refreshing. She was cute too, which made things even easier for him. She was a tiny girl, maybe came up to the boys shoulder, and if she stood directly in front of him, she maybe took up half of the boys width. Okay, not half, but not a whole lot. Cute. Her attitude and looks just made the boy want to get up and give her a big hug, for no good reason. Random.
He took note of the girl as she sat down, finally finding the other music sheet she was looking for. Setting it in front of her so she could see, she play the saxophone as quietly as one would go. So in other words...not that quiet. The sound of raging clicking heels was heard as it got louder and louder before stopping in the row they both sat in. The librarian gave the girl some short tempered words, only to have them spat back in her face. The boy chuckled to himself at Mars' words only to have the librarian shoot him a dirty look. She would cross him off her good list no doubt. Whatever.
The sound of another "psst" caught the boys attention, though it wasn't aimed towards him. The red head peeked around the corner, the quiet chatter was barely heard as Ryan continued to strum away. It wasn't his business so he had no need to eavesdrop. It was only till he heard his name that he stopped. Had she asked something? She was standing up now...A confused boyish look crossed his face as she stare at him expectantly. "....Pardon?" he spoke, his manners coming out of no where. Normally it would have been a "huh?" or a "what?" but not today. Odd.
Notes: Bleh -.-
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 3, 2010 16:48:04 GMT -6
"....Pardon?" Ryan replied to her offer. Marley chuckled and shook her head. She moved over to him and gently tugged on his sleeve. Oh come on, they don't bite, I promise. We're just gonna go hide in the back and throw a ball of tape around. She said and a soft smile appeared on her face. She loved messing around in the library because the librarian would get so mad yet she did nothing to fix the problem.
"Yeah we don't bite but she does! You should watch out man, she's crazy!" One of the guys said and laughed. Marley rolled her eyes and scoffed in a fake manner. She glanced over her shoulder at the small group of guys. Crazy is fun though. At least it isn't boring and bland like you guys are! She said and laughed. The guys rolled their eyes before disappearing around the corner.
Come on! It will be fun, I won't let them hurt you. She said and smirked. A soft chuckle came from her throat before she spun on her heel and headed around the corner. The red head glanced over her shoulder once out of curiosity. Would he come or stay behind on his guitar? She honestly hoped he would join them. She didn't know Ryan very well but there was something about him that she liked.
Just then a large wad of tape hit her in the back. She frowned and grabbed the tape from where it had fallen on the floor. She looked around at the guys and threw it at one. When it hit him the face she laughed and ran to hide behind a table when he tried to throw it at her. Another guy caught it and the all began passing it back and forth in different ways. Some would throw, others would kick and so on and so forth.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 4, 2010 17:13:37 GMT -6
He watched as the girl stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve, her words putting his normal smirk on his tanned face. "How rebel" he spoke sarcastically. He look past the girl as the guys behind her spoke, cautioning him which made him lightly laugh. She replied with wit and sarcastic tones, which only made the boy that much more attracted to her, but, nonetheless, he hardly knew her. As the guys disappeared around the corner, she spoke again, her words making the boy laugh yet again. He set his guitar down, pulling the case around it zipping it up before standing up making the red head look that much more smaller. "Now that you promised that, I feel oh so safe" joking words replied followed by his causal smile. She spun on her heel and darted around the corner.
He peeked around the corner looking towards the librarian. Her back was turned though Ryan guessed she did it on purpose for the simple fact she didn't want to deal with a bunch of kids being well...kids. He look the other way, watching as they passed the massive ball of tape in different ways. His boyish grin passed over his face as he motioned for one of the guys to toss it over the massive book shelves. Mimicking as if he was running super fast for it, the other boy tossed it. As Ryan disappeared behind the wall of books he glanced up just in time to see the tape coming though it was tossed a little too far. As it came down, it hit the books on the other side, making a few fall. The boy ducked his head as he lightly laugh. He stuffed the books quickly back not bothering to search out where they were supposed to go, and grabbed the tape. He appeared out from behind the shelf, tape in had holding it up as if it was a victory touch down. He tossed it in the direction of the red head, his boyish grin still covering his face. Cheap fun.
Notes: ^-^
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 4, 2010 17:33:50 GMT -6
Marley tossed the tape ball to a boy and glanced over to see Ryan appear around the corner. She watched as he looked at the librarian and she smirked. Like that woman would do anything but give them detention which wasn't that bad. Just then Ryan gestured for the ball the be thrown at him. He then 'ran' behind one of the large book shelves and the ball disappeared behind it as well. There was a quiet clatter as something fell down. She smirked and watched as he appeared around the shelf holding the ball up.
The red head laughed and clapped her hands together. Then she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She spun around to see the librarian holding up detention slips. "I'm glad you kids got to enjoy your time here in the library, now you can finish enjoying your time in detention." She said and passed the slips out. Marley took hers and rolled her eyes at the librarian's back.
What a loser. She muttered and glanced over the slip. Marley shook her head and looked over at the other guys. They looked pretty bummed out too. She sighed and shrugged. Well, lets go to "detention". She said and smirked before moving around the corner. She gathered up the music pieces and then her saxophone. Once the instrument was safely around her neck she glanced over and saw Ryan's guitar. She smiled softly and decided to wait for him.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 5, 2010 12:43:57 GMT -6
The entertainment went on for a little while longer before they other guys froze, looking at Mars. Ryan glance in her direction as the librarian tap her on the shoulder. She spun and they all heard the librarians words. Fantastic he thought in his head. He couldn't help it, but as she passed the slips out, everyone looked a little bummed out, except Ryan. He tried his best to hold back the laugh, but it was no use. The laugh bubbled from his throat and burst out. As he took his slip he continued to lightly laugh, only to have the librarian look at him with a menacing glare. If looks really could kill. "That makes two detentions for you Mr. McCarthy. Yes that's right, don't think I don't know who you are."
[/b] and with that, she stomped off, heels clicking furiously. His laughter stopped, but that coy grin still stay on his face. What was better then being new to a school and already having two detentions? Nothing. As the others stalked off, he stopped by where he left his guitar, only to have the red head there waiting for him. Nice. He laughed lightly when he saw her, stepping past the tiny girl as he grab the guitar bag, slinging it over his shoulder. He step beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, "Nothing like making new friends and getting in trouble" he spoke, the light laugh bubbling up again. He felt as if him and Marley had been friends for the longest time, so wrapping his arm around her shoulders felt natural almost, like they had been buddies since forever ago. He push the thought aside as they walk out of the library. He trusted that Mars knew where she was going, cause he had no clue. "Something tells me this isn't your first detention either" he said, his cute boyish grin taking its regular place. Notes: Nooooooo. Outfit: -click- [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 5, 2010 15:49:30 GMT -6
When Ryan appeared around the corner Marley smiled. As he laughed she smirked and waited for him to pick up his guitar. When he had she felt his arm go around her shoulder. She raised an eyebrow. How interesting. But her face soon mellowed out into a smirk and she wrapped one of her arms around his waist. "Nothing like making new friends and getting in trouble" The male said. She chuckled and nodded her head. She loved getting in trouble. It was basically her talent, well besides music and basketball.
Her eyes wandered over the angered librarian as she watched the two leave the library. The red head smirked and looked forward again. As they moved down the hall she noticed a few of the "popular" girls frowning at her. What was their problem? Then she remembered the tall man walking alongside her with his arm around her shoulder. From a distance it sure looked like they were dating. Marley smirked and ignored the frowns from the girls. "Something tells me this isn't your first detention either" Ryan spoke as they neared he detention room.
A loud laugh fell from her throat at this. She shook her head and looked up at Ryan. Her hazel eyes twinkled lightly with the laughter still bubbling throughout her. What gave that one away? She asked and smirked. Yeah, this is like my 56 millionth detention ever. I'm a bad girl. She said and chuckled before slowing down. They reached the door and she opened it. Marley moved inside and a few of the guys from earlier looked up from their desks. "Oooh..." One said and smirked. The red head stuck her tongue out and flipped him off. She wasn't dating Ryan. Well, not at the moment.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 10, 2010 14:19:20 GMT -6
His arm casually hang around the girls shoulders, her arm wrapping around his waist as they saunter down the hallway where he assumed the detention room would be. Odd looks crossed many of the girls faces as they walked by. It wasn't until then he realized what it must look like. Nah. The boy pushed the thoughts out, not bothering to dwell too much on it. He heard her laugh and then her words. He glanced down to look at her as she spoke before looking back up, watching where he was going. He would need to remember the way here for future references. Something told him he would be here often, especially if he hung out with people like Mars and her group. That's a sacrifice he was willing to take.
As the door opened a couple "Ohhh" and "Awwwhs" were made by a couple of the guys they were previously with. Some people he didn't recognize, though they probably knew Marley. She seemed like the bubbly girl that just got along with everyone. As they stepped inside, his arm fell from her shoulders as he pulled out the slip from his back pocket, handing it to the gruff looking man in the front of the room. What a job he got. He placed it on his desk before spinning around and finding a desk near a couple of the familiar guys. "You two have a thing?" one asked as he sat down. A coy grin spread across Ryans tanned face as he shook his head placing his guitar on the floor leaning it against the wall, "Nah. Just met 'er" he spoke, the others looking at him like he was joking around, until they realized he was actually serious. "Oh. It's just...it looked...you know" the other spoke. Ryan just laughed again and nodded, "Yea, I know. I'm not that worried what other people think though" he said, a light smile resting on his lips. With that, the boy turned around in the desk, pulling out his iPod and stuffing the yellow skull candy headphones in his ears. The music blocked out all the noise around him as he slouch down into the chair, boredom kicking in.
Notes: -does crazy dance-
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 11, 2010 16:41:21 GMT -6
Marley smirked as the detention teacher asked for her slip after he had collected everyone else's. She handed the slip over and he grunted before looking at her with a cold stare. "You know where your seat is Miss Jakob." He said and slipped past her to the door. She chuckled and nodded before skipping over to the teacher's desk in the front of the class room. There to the left of his desk was a student desk. She sat herself in it and laid her saxophone gently on its side on the floor.
Her hazel eyes watched the male teacher until he reached the door. The teacher turned, scanned the class, nodded then stepped outside. When the door clicked behind him and his head could not be seen through the small window she stood up from the desk, avoiding her instrument. She moved behind the desk and opened one of the large drawers at the bottom. In the front of the drawer were a few files. She opened the drawer all he way and right behind the files were a few bags of chips and other packaged snacks.
The red head licked her lips and pulled out a small back of Cheetos. Mmm.. delicious. She mumbled softy and slammed the drawer shut. Marley sauntered around the corner of the desk and plopped down into her own. She yanked the bag open and ate a few of the cheesy pieces. After she swallowed them she heard someone clear their throat. Marley looked up and saw one of the guys holding their hand out for some. She smirked and shook her head. No, you can't have any because you're on the football team. She said and smirked. The guy rolled his eyes before laughing lightly. This snack is for basketball players only, like moi! She said and pointed to herself.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 11, 2010 22:00:20 GMT -6
Pools darted from his desk to the front where the red head give her slip to the man before taking a seat. He figured she would sit where everyone else was that she was previously hanging out with, but lo and behold, she had her own desk. Ryan couldn't help but let out a laugh and with that, got a dirty look from the teacher. His face fell but the smirk stayed place, looking as if he might explode into laughter. The teacher gestured to his headphones and did a motion that looked like pulling them out. Ryan raised an eyebrow and pointed to his ears. The teacher nodded. So did Ryan. Which only made the teacher confused. The boy put on a grin like an idiot and the man just shook his head before leaving the room. Ryan pulled his headphones out as Mars made her way through the mans desk, which made the boy lightly laugh yet again. "Your a little shit disturber" he said, his easy going smile staying on his face. Others chuckled as she then made her way to where they sat, snack in hand.
Ryan wrapped the headphones back around the iPod as he stuff the device back into his pocket. When it came to his iPod, he didn't really think about if and when he needed it. I mean, he just put it in, and now he's taking it out. Anywho.
As the red head sit down, Ryan positioned himself accordingly, leaning his back against the bar that connected from the seat to the desk, facing her direction. He lightly laugh at the girls words as he lean forward, quickly snatching the bag of cheetos away from the girl. "Shit disturber indeed. Your askin' for a kick in the butt sayin' that with all these football players around" he spoke, motioning to a few other guys he now recognized. He put on a smug grin as he pull out a cheeto from the bag, popping it in his mouth, crunching it with mockery to the girl. All in good fun of course. He had no reason to believe she wouldn't catch his humor, she seemed the type. His type. No no....he pushed that thought out.
Notes: Nooooooo.
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Post by MARLEY EMILY JAKOB on May 12, 2010 15:50:52 GMT -6
Marley was just sticking her hand inside the Cheetos bag when it was yanked from her hands. She frowned and looked up quickly to see who it was. Her eyes met Ryan's and she smirked as her hazel eyes traveled down from his face to land on his hand. There were her Cheetos. She shook her head and remained still for the moment. She would pounce him in just a few moments. "Shit disturber indeed. Your askin' for a kick in the butt sayin' that with all these football players around" He said and took a mocking bite of Cheetos.
Her hazel eyes rolled in their sockets and a playful smirk appeared on her face. I'm going to get my butt kicked? She asked innocently and pointed to herself. A laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head. Yeah, whatever. You football players don't scare me. Just a bunch of sissies running on a field chasing an oval ball. She said and her smirk grew. If you could give this smirk a name it would have to be named after the ever famous cat from Alice in Wonderland, the Cheshire Cat.
Now give me my Cheetos! Marley shouted and lunged toward his desk. Her hands reached out and grasped the bag. She instantly began to tug furiously to get it out of his large hands. So far not so good. She bit her lip and tugged again. This little red headed devil was not giving up any time soon.
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Post by RYAN FARIS McCARTHY on May 13, 2010 16:23:14 GMT -6
He munch on another cheeto as the red head talked, her mocking words making the boy sarcastically scoff, "At least we don't blow into some instrument. I don't know about you guys," he gestured around him to the others, "but i'm not a big fan of blowing things" sarcastic tones clearly evident in his voice. " Je pourrais aussi bien manger tous ces maintenant" words fluently poured out as he shook the cheetos bag. With that the girl lunged at the bag, tiny hands gripping it furiously, tugging to get it away from him. Coy laugh escape his throat as one hand stay on the bag, the other going to the girls rib cage as he wrap his hand around her side, lightly squeezing in a tickling manner. Lots of people were ticklish on their ribs, right?
The small playful feud continued as they both tug back and forth. That was until the door opened. The older man stalked in, face looking bored and unimpressed by the duos actions. Ryan stop abruptly yet he still keep his hold on the bag of cheetos for some odd reason, his devious grin still plastered on his lips. He try to hide the small laughs that wanted to escape as his pools glance to those around him. They all looked ready to explode into laughter, which only made things worse for him. He glance away looking back at the teacher, knowing that if he looked back to the others he would for surely burst out a laugh. Good times.
Notes: Sorreh it's so short ^-^
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