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Post by JASPER ALEXANDER MORETTI on Mar 18, 2011 14:56:01 GMT -5
~ ♛ ~ IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEADT H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~[/center] Friday, last block of the day seemed to always drag on longer then it should. So Jasper was bored out of his mind in Math, and as soon as the bell rang he was out the door to his locker. he grabbed his things and walked to his car. Now, Jasper needed something to do this weekend. He kind of wanted to go out and party, and Jasper really wasn't one to go out and party by himself. Pulling out his blackberry, he texted Cane, one of his best friends, to meet Jasper at his truck. He would go out and drink with him, right? Honestly, Jasper rarely went out partying, he usually just went out and smoked a joint or two with a few of this other friends, and then would come home and hang around in his room and smoke till he was so high he wouldn't know what's going on.
Jazzy wasn't going home with Jasper today, she had said something about sleeping over her friend's house, or something like that this morning, but he wasn't really listening. Not that Jasper actually would listen to his sister when she went on and on and on about something that he clearly didn't care about. Pulling his bag over his shoulder he walked out the doors of the hallway where his locker was and down to the band room. His base was in the band room. The band teacher said he was going to fix it for him, and he was told he could get his base today after school. He walked down the spine and over to the band room. he found Mr. O'Conner and he took his guitar from him. "She's a nice base. I'd be more careful if i was you" Mr. O'Conner said to Jasper.
Jasper nodded and took the guitar out of the case and strummed it a bit. it couldn't have sounded any better then before. He loved it. "Thank you." Jasper said before packing up his base again and clicked the latches shut and picked up the case. He walked out the door and out to his truck in the junior parking lot. Sure, a lot of his friends were Seniors, but he didn't mind, nor did he really care. He walked out to his truck and looked around. Cane wasn't there yet. What ever. he would get there soon right? Right. Putting the guitar case in the bed of the back of the truck he looked around and waited. He wanted to see if Cane would go out and party with him. If he didn't want to go out, that was fine too. He would just ask another one of his friends to go out with him.
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Post by tam on Mar 21, 2011 9:15:56 GMT -5
Cane stretched, yawning widely before leaning his chin back against his palm, tapping the end of his pencil against his desk. This was such a waste of time, he knew this shit already, he didn't need to spend an hour going over it again. He was therefore more than slightly relieved when he heard the bell ring, signalling an end to the mind numbingly boring class. He shoved his his books and ring binder into his bag, pushing close the notepad put of doodles before that to joined the his things. He confidently strode out of the room, that usual arrogance seeming to seep off off him in copious amounts.
The week had been mostly uneventful, nothing noteworthy, nothing particularly entertaining hence the reason he suspected himself to be in dire need of a night out, a drink or two, maybe get laid if he was lucky. 'Lucky' He smirked to himself, luck generally didn't come into it, it wasn't like he had a low success rate. He'd got the text from Jasper during his biology class (much to the teachers annoyance) and was therefore now headed towards the parking lot. His car was at the repair shop so neither would have to worry about who's car to take (in which case he definitely liked to be the one driving).
He rounded the corner of the main corridor, taking his wallet out of his bag and placing them into his pocket along with his keys, cigarettes and lighter before chucking it into his locker and closing it again. It didn't take him long to reach the parking lot from there, a lop sided grin moving onto his face as he saw Jasper waiting for him.
"Haven't left you waitin' too long have I?" He asked pulling the pack and lighter out of his pocket, picking one out and holding the cigarettes out to his friend.
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Post by JASPER ALEXANDER MORETTI on Mar 27, 2011 19:29:30 GMT -5
~ ♛ ~ IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEADT H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~ ❀ ~[/center] So, the blonde haired boy was bored out of his mind waiting. Go figure. But he was never one to complain about that. Haha, no. He was much more of the silent fuck you type of person. Rarely did Jasper ever actually speak most of the things on his mind, not even to his sister. Which he knew that it pissed her off, as he almost never told stuff to her anymore. when they were little, they were so close, they really were a twin thing. Like, connected at the hips sort of deal. Now, Juniors in high school, they rarely talked like they use to, they had their secrets, they didn't have that brother-sister-twin connection. Not that Jasper really seemed to, well care. Jazzy however never said anything to him, so how was he suppose to know what she was thinking. They were not telepathic. But that would be really cool if they were. Actually, no. That would have been a terrible idea all together. She would know all about his weed and that was something he liked to keep a secret from his family. What they didn't know, wouldn't kill him.
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