[open] like i'm made of paper

[nathan]

The fountain created a gentle mist, drifting out over the cool air. The small particles sparkled in the weak sunlight. It was a cloudy day, though not dark, and the fine mist settled over Nathan's bare hands and face. He ignored it, just as he ignored the rest of the world.

He was seated at the base of the fountain, his back to the edge and his eyes closed. Despite his lack of vision, however, one hand was moving, holding a pencil and scratching across the sketchbook that he supported against his drawn-up knees. This was a favorite activity of his, working with his mind instead of his eyes. It taught him never to trust what he saw, only what he felt, and aside from that, it made some interesting images, just like what he knew he was making today.

It wasn't a picture, really. Though he occasionally liked to dabble in what people called "real art", his works needed only to make sense to him. Without looking, he reached down next to him for another pencil. Purple, though he didn't know it. Then he returned to his work, shading areas that he wasn't sure were there.

[maya]

maya wasn't one to really leave her room very often, because she was always afraid she'd have a confrontation of some sort. she had always loved to be the cause of drama, but being confronting about it scared her. that was why she created anon, to kind of get out of these things. she loved watching the drama unfold around her but the thing she hated most, was her control being taken away. if things didn't go as planned she kind of had a mental breakdown. she was a major professionalist and a cold girl.

or she seemed kind of cold at times, because she didn't want to feel. she thought she loved her mom but her mother hurt her bad, she didn't believe her when she said she was raped. it hurt her! all because it'd screw up her plan, but now she was marrying a damn rapist and her and her brother were pretty much excommunicated from her. though maxwell had been since he missed out on her second wedding, yeah this was about her third? maya came from the second husband but it didn't matter anymore. she hated it. she wanted to kill everyone because everyone would hurt her at some point or another. so instead she just got early payback by letting out all their beautiful secrets.

however she did have feelings and she let them get to her from time to time and the fact that someone was figuring out who she was. hacking her site and everything. it angered her, and she was going to have to either put more security up onn the blog, or figure out who the hell keeps doing it. though she's tried but it seemed he used a fake ip so it was just going all wacky on her! she wanted to punch a wall, but she didn't. she took a deep breath and well she calmed down. but it had been bothering her for days, which was how she ended up walking through the courtyard.

the fountain. it was her favorite thing in the world, the sounds were relaxing and helped her relax. once she was relaxed she knew what she had to do and she did it. she didn't let feelings get in her way because they were useless and they always caused you to be harmed in some way or another. she hated it and she refused to let it happen once again, so she needed to think and to get her anxieties under control before they took over her. not that it helped she saw a boy, she was not a people person.

unlike how anon seemed, she was not confident in any way. as welll maya came of the opposite of her online alter ego. she seemed reserved and quiet and she kind of stayed too herself. she was pretty sure her roommates didn't know she existed. even if she happened to be the one who gave away her secret. yeah it was mean but she didn't care anymore. well she did sometimes but she usually was good at pushing it away. she needed more information and usually computers were her best friend for this. but why would she pass up an opportunity like this?

she was slouched over, because she tried her hardest to hide from everyone because she didn't need them to figure out who she was. she kind of sat down awkwardly next to the boy and bit at her lip before taking a deep breath. 'you can do it maya luna sheppard. you can do it,' she told herself before running a hand through her hair and pushing her glasses up her face. "um..hi."

tagged: flynn with nathan!
word count: six hundred and thirteen
outfit: here
notes: hey i stole it<3 i was going to steal it before, but i didn't cause i was gonna let someone else steal it
credit: banner by make it rain of caution 2.0