10 seconds too late ›› Dakota/Jen

[jen]

( we can live like jack and sally if we want )
W H E R E Y O U C A N A L W A Y S F I N D M E
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jenelle, being jenelle meant that she never really cared, or thought twice about who was looking at her while she did anything that she did. she never cared who thought what of her, and who didn't think anything good about her. she was who she was, and no one had a right to judge her, simply for the fact that they didn't know who she was, and they didn't know what she'd been through. no one knew what she'd been through. her life had been hell since she was eight years old, and everything had fallen apart then. the only reason she was here, and in school was because this was her last chance to get her life together, and to do something good for herself. but this really wasn't what she wanted to be doing. she couldn't care less about school, or finishing her education. but at eighteen years old, and having already gone through everything she had, she needed to try and do something positive with her life.

though, no matter how much she kept telling herself that she had to do this to make things better for herself, she just couldn't actually be bothered to care about it. that's why she was currently sat in the parking lot of the school, waiting for the bell to ring so she could skip class. she'd been there for home room, but after they'd counted her as there, she decided it was time to leave again. sitting on the hood of her car, she leaned back. looking at all the people walking around, talking to their friends, enjoying the company of one another while she sat there alone. rubbing her face, she sighed heavily and closed her eyes. her heavily tattooed arms, and legs, covering the scars that she'd made on herself, but as long as no one mentioned them, or questioned her about them, she never really noticed them anymore. it had been a while since she'd done it, truthfully it'd been a while since she'd done either of the things that helped her feel better about who she was. sighing heavily, she got off the hood of the car, turning the radio up. getting back up onto the car, she sat there and looked around, singing along with the song that was currently playing at a good volume from inside the car

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AND WE'LL HAVE HALLOWEEN ON CHRISTMAS

THIS THREAD WAS WRITTEN FOR DAKOTA! THERE ARE SO MANY WORDS WRITTEN HERE. THE LYRICS ARE FROM I MISS YOU, WRITTEN BY BLINK 182. ALL I HAVE LEFT TO TALK ABOUT IS SHITTY START POST IS SHITTY. THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY HOLLY RAWR!

[dakota]

it's in your eyes, a c o l o r fade out
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GROUND. TURNING YOUR HEAD TO SEE A NEW DAY CALLING - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Late, late as always. Stupid habit of staying out drinking to long, coming home at two am, and sleeping for maybe four hours most days. Oh no, not today. Dakota was late as ever today. Now, his mother had thought he had study first today, so she let him sleep in a bit before his father woke him up. Of course, Dakota was never going to make it on time, and he was very temped to just skip the whole day, but Dad wouldn't let him. He made him go to school, jerk. Sure, he loved his father, but really, he didn't want to go to school today. Really, he didn't want to go. Grabbing his keys, and a cup of coffee from his mother, Dakota was out the door, and over to his car before you knew it. He started the car, and didn't see his bag in the back of the car. Crap. Sighing, he jumped out of the car, and ran into the house. He ran up the stairs, into his room and stuffed all of his things back into his bag, as if he actually did his homework. Ha, Dakota, homework? nice joke. Like he would actually do his homework.

Sure, it was good to do your homework, but really he was never one to actually thing about doing homework, he was much more happy drinking his way into a blackout. Sure, that sounded extremely bad and maybe even a cry for help if you thought deeply about it. But Dakota was perfectly fine, other then the drinking. He was a happy kid, who didn't really have a clue what he was going to do out of high school, but what teenager did? Exactly. Driving to school, he broke the speed limit a few times, but then slowed down before he could get caught and then get a ticket, or arrested. That was something he didn't particularly want to happen. his mother and father would just about kill him. Pulling into the senior parking lot, he could hear music, and saw a girl sitting on top of her car blasting music. He parked his jeep, grabbed his things and then walked over to her, not before locking his car. There wasn't anything in the jeep worth stealing, but it was better to get into the habit of locking his car when there was something in it worth stealing.

Dakota walked over to the dark haired girl and stood in front of her. "Aren't you going to get caught with your music blaring like that?'' he asked calmly. Surely she would get caught, she would get in trouble. Surely something bad was going to happen to her. Yet, she didn't exactly look, well. Happy. Dakota was one of those kids who was just always happy, and he seemed to pick out people who weren't happy. Or they found their way to him. Either way he found people who were never happy. "excuse my asking, but is something, well, wrong?'' He asked. He didn't know what her reaction would be, and he truly hoped that she wasn't going to try to bite his head off or anything like that.

does it f e e l like a head to lean on?
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THE ROUGH, YOU'RE CAUGHT IN THE WIRE. WELL I'LL L I F T YOU OUT - - - - - - - - - - -

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN FOR »holly/jenn
THERE ARE THIS MANY WORDS » kjhgfyhjkjlsfg
THE LYRICS ARE FROM » witchcraft - pendulum
THEY ARE WEARING » clothes.
THESE ARE MY LAST WORDS » eh, ha. haii
CREDIT GOES TO » carolyn at caution.

[jen]

( we can live like jack and sally if we want )
W H E R E Y O U C A N A L W A Y S F I N D M E
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most people usually just left her to her own thing, no one ever went out of their way to talk to her. so when she watched other people just walk on by the car without stopping to talk to her, she wasn't at all surprised. it wasn't like she ever talked to anyone. she couldn't pass off having friends, or doing anything interesting. but no one attempted to talk to her. not that she attempted to talk to anyone, either. exhaling slowly, she looked around, hearing others laugh. but that's why she had her music up, just so she could ignore the sounds of others being happy, and actually having a life. part of her would kill to have a friend like that, or a friend in general, but at the same time, she knew that it was best to just keep to herself. she wouldn't put the burden of who she was on anyone. no one needed to surround themselves with her, considering how she was, anyway.

leaning her head back to rest against the windshield, she closed her eyes. if she could just blend in with the car, it would be a lot easier for people to ignore her. not that they had a problem doing that when they could see her. she wasn't tall, she actually only stood at about five feet four inches tall. but i mean, come on, she was covered in tattoos, and she was wearing makeup that it was just impossible to ignore. not to mention she wasn't exactly the most innocent person in the world. everyone knew that she had some dirty pictures out there. she could remember last year when they were spread around the school. but it didn't bother her then, and it wasn't bothering her now. yep, she'd taken some dirty photos, and she'd let others take pictures of her, and they'd got spread around. but she'd let it happen, and she had to deal with the consequences of it.

snapping out of her thoughts, she opened her eyes. blinking a few times, she sat up straight and looked around, her eyes landing on someone standing right in front of her car. was someone actually speaking to her? like they actually cared if she got into trouble. "probably. they're looking for reasons to kick me out. so why not give them some?" she said, her voice just loud enough to be heard over the music playing from inside the car. she looked at him up and down, trying to figure out why he was talking to her. he asked if she was okay, and for once, she was completely speechless. not because she didn't want to talk, but because someone was actually taking the time to ask if she was alright? "there's way too much wrong to answer your question and still keep your attention" she said, shrugging her shoulders. why was she going to go into detail to someone she'd never spoken to in her life? it wasn't like he actually cared. it was just a courtesy question, she was sure of it.

sitting up more, she crossed her legs under her, and rested her arms on her legs. "you're not gonna like, turn me in for staying out here, right? cause if that's the case i'm just gonna leave the school now..." she said, looking around at the other people that were still outside, waiting for the next period of classes to start. looking at him again, she raised an eyebrow. "not to sound like a bitch, but why are you talking to me?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. it didn't make any sense as to why he was trying to talk to her. though, even if it was only for a few minutes, at least she'd finally talked to someone. it felt like days, maybe even weeks since she'd actually said a word out loud. so talking to someone about things so irrelevant to life was making her feel a little better.

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AND WE'LL HAVE HALLOWEEN ON CHRISTMAS

THIS THREAD WAS WRITTEN FOR DAKOTA! THERE ARE SO MANY WORDS WRITTEN HERE. THE LYRICS ARE FROM I MISS YOU, WRITTEN BY BLINK 182. ALL I HAVE LEFT TO TALK ABOUT IS SHITTY START POST IS SHITTY. THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY HOLLY RAWR!

[dakota]

it's in your eyes, a c o l o r fade out
- - - - - - LOOKS LIKE A N E W TRANSITION, THE STARTING UP AND SHAKING YOUR
GROUND. TURNING YOUR HEAD TO SEE A NEW DAY CALLING - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Dakota really didn't even want to be at school, he wanted summer, he wanted to sleep. He wanted the hangover to go away more then anything else. Why his father made him come, was beyond him. His father probably wanted to teach his son that you can't drink that much at one time. Well, he wasn't even suppose to be drinking anyway, but his parents didn't seem to care. It was almost that they spent all their time on someone else. But it was just him. And he highly doubted that he was ever going to be a big brother to anyone. He was going to be the only one of his family ,and he was happy with that. Suppose you could say he didn't even want a sibling, he didn't want his parents to actually forget about him, not pay attention to him. Some parents did that to him. He didn't want that to happen. Actually, he might. He didn't know what he wanted. But that didn't matter at the moment.

The girl almost looked, shocked that Dakota was actually, paying attention to her. Did no one actually talk to the girl, or want to even be around her? she didn't seem that bad, her taste in music was alright, but still. He blinked at her, sort of confused almost. "Why do they want to do that?'' he asked. Alright, so Dakota's curiosity was probably going to get him in trouble sooner or later. Well now was probably not the time for it to get him killed. To much to not keep him interested? "You never know. I'll listen if you want to tell me.'' he said "But if you don't, that's perfectly fine with me." he added after a moment. Maybe he was coming off a bit to strong. Maybe he was coming off a lot strong. he knew that he had to calm down, and stop being so nosy into this girl's life, hell. he didn't even know who this girl is. He wanted to know more about this girl. Everything about her just seemed so, interesting.

"No. Why would i do that? I have nothing to gain for turning you in.'' He said calmly. Well, it was true, what was he to gain for her being in trouble? Nothing. He wasn't a snitch. He stood there, still in front of the hood of the car, just watching her. He dropped his bag on the pavement, and just stood there. He ran his fingers through his messy mop of light brown hair, looking at the hood of the car, and not at the girl. "I dunno. I don't see you ever talking to anyone in school.. You seem rather, lonely.. I mean, if you me to. I'll leave and just leave you alone.'' He said, bringing his eyes up from the car to look at her face. he would leave if she wanted him to. he was a relatively good kid. If she didn't want him around he would leave. There really wasn't much to say about it. "I'm Dakota, by the way." he said, trying to be nice to her. Really, he was a good kid and he just liked to bring a smile to a person's face. He wanted to make this girl happy, never once had he ever seen her smile.

does it f e e l like a head to lean on?
- - - - - - - - A SNAPSHOT FROM WHERE YOU BORN. I'M LOOKING FOR YOUR HAND IN
THE ROUGH, YOU'RE CAUGHT IN THE WIRE. WELL I'LL L I F T YOU OUT - - - - - - - - - - -

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN FOR »holly/jenn
THERE ARE THIS MANY WORDS » kjhgfyhjkjlsfg
THE LYRICS ARE FROM » witchcraft - pendulum
THEY ARE WEARING » clothes.
THESE ARE MY LAST WORDS » I'm sooo sorry this took forever really i am.
CREDIT GOES TO » carolyn at caution.