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Post by jasmine marilynn shae on Dec 10, 2011 11:30:26 GMT -5
jasmine marilynn shae needed a break and this seemed like a good place to take one. usually she wouldn't be caught dead in study hall. not cause she was dumb but because she usually had better things to do then sit here and read. though her mom had called her and said she wanted to cowrite another book, jaz wasn't sure if she should say yes or no. so she stole a book, or borrowed one, from her maddix and that was how she ended up here. sitting with her feet on the desk, the book open. some people thought she was a slutty idiot, well they were wrong on part of it. she knew she was a slut and it was something she owned and it didn't bother her. however, call the blonde an idiot and you will see she's not always nice and sweet. she has a bit of a tude but not as much as her mother had as a teenager. she heard some not so nice stories about things that lillian had done to people. but that didn't matter anymore, because her mother had apologized and was on good terms with almost everyone she had hurt.
though the book was in her hand, she wasn't reading because her mind was wrapped in the thought of some things that faith, maddie and her mother had said. about what? asef. faith said she was obsessed, maddie said he was sexy for her and her mother had told her to stop being a big idiot and do something. she didn't want to do anything, she wasn't even completely positive why she kept going back to asef. okay so she knew but she wasn't planning on telling anyone that it all had to do with jealousy. how jealous she was of everyone who had actual siblings who cared, jealous of maddie and tristan. she wished she had someone like trissy, someone to save her from james. but she never had that, never had a shoulder to cry on. instead she was alone in all of it and turned to sex. it was the best the girl could really do. now she was looking to asef for that, but not admitting it. just doing her usual things, yet different things. it was weird but oddly normal. though not fooling anyway.
which was why she was here, to think. think of a way to make it seem normal. maybe find someone to fuck a couple of times as well. go back just to get her friends and family to leave it alone. to think about the book and her mother. and even about kay's safety. she was dating james and that scared jaz just a little. she knew that james dated people for certain reasons and none because he was looking to change. she finally got over those thoughts because she didn't need him to change anymore because she had her new brother and she would love him like she wanted james to love her. "my life is like a soap opera," she muttered, finally deciding to say screw it.
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this post is tagged to tyler. the long winded word count is 529. jasmine is wearing this little number . of course there are always notes it's kind of sucky but it will get better. this template was made by jericka of caution 2.0. steal it and demons will come up from hell and take your soul. lyric credits go to walk away by christina aguilera.
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Post by tony on Dec 11, 2011 2:35:28 GMT -5
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tyler just wanted to get away from everything and from everyone. there's been a lot of stuff going on with his family. ever since he lost his father due to cancer couple years ago, the family hasn't been the same, especially tyler. even though, him and his father had a pretty good close father/son relationship, but they still had their ups and downs. they would agrue about silly things and tyler would get mad, telling his father hateful things that he didn't mean or wish to take back. when he found out his mother got remarried again, he wasn't happy. he just lost his father and he didn't want nobody to come, trying to replace his dad. tyler and his step-dad doesn't have a good relationship, well whenever his mom is not in the room with them. they don't get along well.
tyler had to study for a history test and he had all day today to study. yes, you could say he's a nerd who studies all day. he knew he wouldn't be able to study at home with his little sisters bugging him every hour, so he decided the best thing to do is to go to the study hall. tyler's third favorite place to go. the other two is the beach and the garden. maybe because those places are the only places he could go and clear his mind. after his math class was over, he headed straight to the study hall. he walk inside the building with his history book, holding beside him. he look around for an empty table to sit and study. thankfully, he found an empty table next to the window. he sat down while placing the book on top of the table and open it, beginning to study. reading from page to page, he notice someone sitting down across from him. he look up to see who it was and it was miss jasmine marilnn shae. they have a pretty good friendship but doesn't talk to each other much. he look back down at his book and began to read again.
while sitting down across from jasmine and studying, he overheard her muttering something under her breathe. he looked up at her from his history book, looking around to see if she was talking to herself or to someone else. when he notice no one was around them, he look back at her. um, are you talking to me? he asked, pointing to himself. he probably knew that she wasn't talking to him because i mean, why wouldn't anybody wanna tell him about their social problems. are you okay? it looks like something is bothering you. he asked, wondering if she wants to tell him what's going on with her. he doesn't have good people skills when it comes helping people out with their problems, but its something he's trying to work on. it's something worth trying.
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Post by jasmine marilynn shae on Dec 12, 2011 11:29:13 GMT -5
jasmine realized that anyone who would walk in her would probably wonder what the blonde was doing here. her outfit seemed more like something for a club, but you could find sex anywhere and she was always prepared. nah, she just liked fucking with guys heads. they would always expect her to be easy, okay she was easy. but sometimes the girl would deny to watch the boys looks turn sour. she wasn't looking for that here, but to actually get some good reading done without being bothered.
of course the beautiful voluptuous blonde wasn't one to hide much. or so it would seem, cause the girl could be open about the things most people keep to themselves. this girl though? she hid things, hid her fear of a relationship and her secret desire to have one. she used to hide her want of a brother but now that jaxon was in the picture, and it wasn't just james. well she forgot about james. why not? okay so forget would be the wrong word, since he was now dating another best friend of hers. everytime he dated one of her best friends, something always went wrong and she hated it. she didn't want kayleen to go through what she and faith and maddie had. then again that might not happen that way? but some pain, jaz knew something bad was going to happen but kay seemed to think he could change. she wasn't really sure what kay was up to but she would watch carefully and make sure james wouldn't do anything.
hearing a voice the jaz looked up to see mr. big lips, okay so she knew his name. it wasn't like she forgot those kinds of things, but what fun was the name tyler? big lips fit him oh so much better. she shrugged, "more to the air big lips." she leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs before taking in a breath. why couldn't she talk to him? it wasn't like he knew her that well, or knew enough to tell her she just might have been falling for asef. but then again, why would she tell him about asef. nah, it was better to just make idle conversation then go into the deep stuff. those were saved for the new diary she bought. "just that my life turned into some fucked up soap opera." she shrugged like it wasn't a big deal but it really was. a huge deal.
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this post is tagged to tyler. the long winded word count is 425. jasmine is wearing this little number . of course there are always notes sorry its kind of short. this template was made by jericka of caution 2.0. steal it and demons will come up from hell and take your soul. lyric credits go to walk away by christina aguilera.
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Post by tony on Dec 13, 2011 2:58:59 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 363636; width: 370px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;]wretched, look at me, i've lost it melting on the table, in parking lots and markets.
tyler doesn't like to talk about his problems. he's the type of person who always keep their problems inside and let it out through performing at work or playing the guitar. music is his greatest escape and he doesn't know what he would do without it.
tyler and jasmine isn't the bestest friends to one another, but they talk every once in a while. mostly they tease each other and call each other's names than actually talking. that's just how their friendship is. to be honest, he actually likes it because he's not good at starting a conversation. he starts it off by saying 'how are you?' and end it with 'see you later', lasting the conversation about thirty minutes or less. i guess you can say that tyler doesn't have good people skills. if there's an awkward moment or moment of silence between them, he would blabber out random things that you don't understand what he's saying. that's tyler hudson for you.
tyler notice jasmine calling him big lips and a sigh had escaped from his lips. he closed his history book and look over at her, giving him a small little grin. um, i prefer tyler. no big lips. he told her, hating that she always call him big lips. normally, his nickname is trouty mouth, but jasmine calls him big lips. you can't blame a guy for having big lips, that's just how he was born with. some people are born with some kind of illness or some physical problems and tyler was born with big lips. he doesn't like people calling names due to his lips but he ignores it and brush it off. aww, did the drama queen finally realizes it? he teased, with that same little grin he had before. since she has a nickname for him, he decided to give her a nickname. he's still deciding which is better, drama queen or blondie. he doesn't know too much about her life but by the way she acts around school, he kinda notice it. do you wanna talk about it? he suggested, wondering if she's willing to tell her problems to him. who would blame her though? why would you want to tell your problems to someone who doesn't know how to solve their own little problems.
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Post by jasmine marilynn shae on Dec 17, 2011 9:50:39 GMT -5
jthe blonde's only release was through her writing and she hadn't done it in so long that everything for once was building up. maybe agreeing to another book with her mother would be a good idea. she always added a bit of herself into all her writing pieces because what fun would it be if you didn't? your readers would be getting to know you without even realizing it.
there could never be an awkward silence around jasmine because the girl could talk for awhile if given the chance. usually with some kind of flirt or unneeded comment about your penis but still. silences were never around her unless you were the type to get awkward at said comments. then she would laugh and tell you to take the panties out of your ass and get over it. yeah she wasn't subtle at all, and she really didn't plan to start to be.
of course jasmine never meant anything about the name, she just found it funny how bothered he got about it. if anything she just called him it cause he hated it. plus it was an interesting name and it worked. "well i like big lips," she said with a smirk before rolling her eyes at his 'drama queen' and laughed. "you could do better than that big lips." taping the hard desk with her long painted fingernails as she contemplated actually talking to someone for once. who knew what would happen if she did. then again who would want to talk about it? some of it wasn't exactly hers to spill. there was stuff with faith, kayleen, maddie and apparently some stuff with marco but she saw that coming and it was only bothering her that she couldn't stop it and save marco so much trouble. "just my idiotic twin and how i have a long lost triplet and a mom who can't mind her own business." okay so she settled for the basics but what was she going to do? spill everyone's secrets just to make herself feel better? no she wasn't that type of girl. she'd feel bad to keep her friends and family safe. it was just jaz for you.
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Post by tony on Jan 1, 2012 22:06:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 363636; width: 370px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;]wretched, look at me, i've lost it melting on the table, in parking lots and markets.
tyler is one of the sweetest and nicest kid in the school that everyone would love to be friends with. well, almost everyone. whenever he sees a friend upset or in trouble or whatever the case is, he's willing to be there for them no matter what. all tyler wants is to be his friends happy and a smile on their faces. he doesn't have a lot of friends around school but its never too late to make some new ones. but one thing he's not too good at is a problem solver. he could say things like 'everything is gonna be fine' or 'things will turn around' or say something else but that doesn't mean it is. he just doesn't like to get their hopes up and it doesn't actually happen.
tyler looked at jasmine for a moment and shook his head slightly when she told him about liking the nickname big lips. he never liked that nickname. its not his fault he has big lips, but he doesnt care. he let out a small laugh while looking back up at jasmine. well, that's too bad. i dont like big lips. i think you could do better than that, blondie. he said with a smirk and looking down at his book for a moment. he knows he could do better than 'drama queen' but he couldn't think of anything do to call her besides slut or whatever she does. well, as shocking as this sounds.. i can't think of anything better than that. you're hard to think of a nickname for you besides that or blondie. he said, shrugging his shoulders. tyler isn't the type of person who comes up with the nice nicknames but oh well. he was listening to jasmine's little problem that she's going through. he was actually surprised she was telling him about it, well the basics of it. he stood there quiet for a moment, thinking what to say to her and he couldn't think of anything. ohh.. well, um, i'm sorry to hear that? he asked, not sure what to say. he understands why she didnt tell him the whole thing about it and he respects her privacy.
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Post by jasmine marilynn shae on Jan 3, 2012 13:01:05 GMT -5
jasmine didn't actually mind tyler because he was entertaining and well a good fresh face. she didn't see him often but when she did, well she was more than okay with joking around and teasing him about his big lips. it wasn't that his lips were really that huge or anything. okay so they were pretty big but she really wasn't being mean. she was just being jaz, and just screwing around with him because it was funny. hell it was his fault for always getting defensive with it and it kind of fit him really. if anything it was a term of endearment. because really that's how jaz saw it.
when he said she could do better she laughed and shrugged, "i probably could but i beat they wouldn't get the same reaction as big lips does."if he called her any other name, she probably would just shrug and laugh because she really didn't care what people called her. she knew she was a slut, she knew she could be a bitch and she embraced the names and went on with her life. she did what she wanted to do and if someone felt like saying something, well good for them. it wasn't going to change her ways. "you just aren't very creative then," she said with a laugh and a shake of her head.
when he said he was sorry to hear that, she kind of just shrugged. yeah she was moping but she was used to james being an idiot and she was used to her mom being nosy. she also kind of embraced jaxon because she always wanted that kind of relationship with someone. it was one of the reasons, no matter what james did to her, she tried her hardest to see the good and to try to do something with him. she wanted a good twin relationship but it wouldn't happen. james was too fucked up in the head but she was happy to have jaxon now. she was staring at the book in her hand and just shook her head, she needed someone's help and everyone kind of told her to do what she wanted to do. the problem was she didn't know what she wanted. "also my mom's trying to persuade me to co-write another book with her but i have no damn clue what to do."
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Post by tony on Jan 5, 2012 2:04:40 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 363636; width: 370px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;]wretched, look at me, i've lost it melting on the table, in parking lots and markets.
tyler and jasmine haven't been the greatest of friends but they are getting there. they don't hang out between classes or hang out that much or even talk to each other between classes during the hallways but they're still pretty good friends. what makes them good friends is the teaseness and making friendly comments about one another. tyler may not know how to work out people problems but one thing he's really good at is putting a smile on someone's face and making them happy.
he look at jasmine for a moment and just laugh while shaking his head. okay maybe you're about that. so, i'll give you that. he commented on what she said. she was probably right about the reaction but he still. he never liked the newly nickname he got from jaz but oh well. he really doesn't care about it because that's just how they are when they're around each other. all they do is pretty much tease each other and give each other nicknames. apparently, she found a nickname for him but he hasn't found the right one for her. there's blondie, drama queen, slut, and the list goes on and on but he just couldn't think of a good one for jasmine. he laugh a little as he couldn't help but argee with her. tyler isn't too creative with giving people nicknames but he didn't seem to care about it. he doesn't like giving people nicknames. sure then. whatever you say, barbie. he said, giving her a little grin.
after listening a brief information piece by piece about her problems, all he could say is saying sorry. that's all he could say because that's all that comes out from his mouth. all he's thinking about is saying sorry about her problems. after hearing another piece of information about her problem, he thought about it for a moment. thinking of what else to say besides saying sorry. he look at her and said, well do you want to co-write another book with your mom? he shrugged his shoulders as he's not good at this. i'm sorry if i'm not helping you. i'm not really good at giving people advice. he said, looking down at the cover book that's laying flat on top of the table.
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Post by jasmine marilynn shae on Jan 10, 2012 12:42:44 GMT -5
this little get together might bloom this into a better relationship and jasmine kind of hoped so. the girl wanted a new friend, because well friends were pretty good to have at times. though so were enemies, they kept life interesting for her and who didn't like to make things interesting? yup. she embraced both friends and enemies and even lovers. because all these things kept her from going insane with boredom. then again, she would still get bored at times still, but at least she had people to rely on to get rid of that. either asef(or another random soul), her friends, or well she could always try to stir something up or start some random argument with someone just to keep herself to do something. however she would never mind adding tyler to the list of people to go to when bored.
"i'm right about a lot of things big lips," she said licking her own lips with a smile. she was very conceited when it came to how right she was and how hot she was. well why wouldn't she be? she was always right and she was hot as hell. if you couldn't admit or embrace your beauty then to jaz you were insane. people should love to be complimented and enjoy it. there wasn't more to say on the matter and though jaz was friends with many people who were all 'no i'm not pretty' she still loved them all the same and just thought they needed a boost of self-confidence. it wasn't always a bad thing to know you were sexy. because then you knew the ways to flaunt it and how to use it to get what you want in life. which in jaz's case, was sex. lots and lots of it.
when he called her barbie she couldn't keep the laugh from escaping her lips and she clapped her hands together. "that one is a good one though i don't think barbie would ever dare wear the things i do," she said motioning to her practically not there outfit. yeah it was true. barbie could, and would never, wear this ensemble. actually not many people could. you had to have the right amount of confidence to walk down the halls in this without a care in the world and it seemed a lot of people were too busy hiding their skin to have the courage to flaunt it like jaz did.
of course she just kind of shrugged when he asked if she wanted to do that. "it was fun last time i did but i don't know. i have other things to worry about right now then the stress of writing a novel." yeah that was probably the answer to her problem. a simple no. she really didnt need the stress right now, maybe after school wraps up and she has graduated. well then i think it would be a good idea to write a novel, maybe even write one herself because the process was always fun, especially when she wrote with her mother. just now wasn't a good idea. she shrugged, "nah you asked the right question. so you very helpful. thanks." it was true, it probably would have taken her longer to figure it out if tyler didn't ask her that because she's always thinking about the fun of it, not if she has the energy or time for it.
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Post by tony on Jan 15, 2012 20:08:23 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 363636; width: 370px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;]wretched, look at me, i've lost it melting on the table, in parking lots and markets.
tyler looked at jasmine for a moment, wondering if she was being serious or not. he couldn't help but laugh when she said that she's right. she may be right at some times but its something he would not believe but then again through those times that they hardly spend time together, he doesn't know wether if she was right or not about anything she says. you being right? you're joking, right? he asked, joking around. he then look at her for a second and stop laughing. oh wait, you weren't joking? tyler asked. he does know she can be right sometimes because she's well, jasmine. tyler just likes to joke around sometimes.
tyler notice jasmine laughing while clapping her hands about something that he said. he look around the room for a moment and then look back at her, giving her a small little grin. he was little confused to why she was laughing. was it something that he said that made her laugh? did he had something stuck between his teeth? uh, well thank you? looks like you found yourself a new nickname then, barbie. he said, giving her a smile. he then laugh as he was trying to picture barbie wearing the same outfit she was wearing and he couldn't. he knew barbie would not wear whatever jasmine is wearing but who knows? with crazy people out there who are running out of fashion ideas for the dolls, maybe she will wear something like that. um, well i don't know. maybe she will. you could be her fashion idol or something? he asked, shrugging his shoulders.
tyler was listening to what jasmine was telling him. he may not be good at giving out advices but he's good at listening to people's problems and being a good friend to whatever needs a friend. that's tyler for you. maybe you should work out your problems first and then decide later on if you still want to help your mom with the novel. he said, wondering if that's what she wanted to hear. he may not know what she's going through but from the look of her face, he knew something was bothering her. he didn't want to be all into her personal business, so he just stood there while gently chewing the inside of his cheek. he heard her saying 'thanks'. words he would never hear her telling him but a smile appeared on his face. uh, well you're welcome then? tyler asked. he knows he didn't do a good job at asking the right questions to try to help find a solution to her problems but oh well.
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