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Post by ritacherrytromson on Jul 1, 2009 22:10:47 GMT -5
  console me in my darkest hour
convince me that the truth is always gray
The toe of her sock-monkey slippers dragged in the gravel as the swing swayed foreword and back lazily through the air. It was almost three in the morning and very dark outside, but this didn't matter to Rita. She needed some fresh air to clear her brain of all the ridiculous formulas that ran through her head, leftovers from her math homework.
Rita had been experiencing insomnia that night for the millionth time in after being rescued from that island, and so she had escaped from the stuffy clutches of her house and walked to the Eastside Park playground to waste some time. Rita had developed a habit of that lately, sneaking out in the middle of the night to some odd place and just sitting there to bask in the nothingness of her life.
She wasn't always that pessimistic, but Rita had enjoyed being stranded on an island. It was fun and different, even though she was stuck with the same people she hung around every day at school. After they were rescued and brought back to New York Rita thought life might be better, but no. Her parents hadn't even seemed that concerned about Rita being gone. They claimed that they had assumed she was staying the night at a friend's house or had moved in with her boyfriend. Rita's parents were so utterly clueless and uncaring about how much of a loner she was.
So that's where the pessimism started. Rita felt even more unwanted than before the plane crash, and now she thought being back on the island might have been a little better. I mean, wild animals noticed her more than schoolmates and family did, so why not chill with them?
The sophomore rested her head on the chain holding the swing up and a sigh escaped her lips followed by a leisurely yawn. "Maybe I am starting to get sleepy." Rita mused absentmindedly. She looked down at her pajamas and smiled. That night she'd worn what she always wore, a plain gray tee and some gray capri-leggings with dark pink polkadots and ruffles at the knee. On her feet she had her well loved sock-monkey slippers which were just a little too big for her.
caress me in your velvet chair
conceal me from the ghost you cast away
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` Lyrics ;; Losing Touch .. The Killers
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Post by erik jacob night on Jul 2, 2009 14:40:45 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ Adrienne did not know why she decided to get up so early this morning. She had planned to go job hunting and planned to take longer to get ready. Normally it took her about 3 hours to get ready before the crash that it. Unlike most people being so happy to be back Adrienne wished she was still there to be able to feel the warm water and air. After coming back from the nice peaceful place and ending up back at the rustle and bustle of the eastside of the city. As Adrienne walked around the little town she saw Rita sitting on the swing set in the park. Adrienne had a few classes with her but never talked to her. She had heard rumors about her but those meant nothing to Adrienne. As she walked over to the swing set she could not help but notice the girl was in Pj’s witch on the eastside is very odd no matter the time.
“Hi Rita.” Adrienne said to her. “You mind if I join you?” Adrienne asked her before sitting on the other swing next to her. “It’s beautiful tonight or well morning.”Adrienne said with a giggle trying to see if the young lady would talk to her. Adrienne just let out a little sigh then also leaned her head against the chain on the swing looking up at the sky.
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Post by ritacherrytromson on Jul 2, 2009 17:35:42 GMT -5
are we human
or are we dancer
The voice startled Rita, and she swung her head around to see Adrienne Sanders, a sophomore from her school. Her dark amber eyes filled with confusion as Adrienne started to speak to her. Rita tilted her head, letting her limp brown hair fall over her shoulder. She'd never liked her hair, it was a weird mix of brown shades and had no volume whatsoever. It wasn't even wavy, it just lay flat against her head. But now Rita was a little too confused to feel self-conscious about her hair or her ridiculous attire.
Adrienne had spoken to her. Okay, she wasn't one of the popular chicks, but not even the non-popular kids talked to her. Rita sat there in the swing with her mouth hanging open for the longest time, and ended up blinking rapidly for a moment before coming out of her trance. "Uhum, mind? No, sure, I-I don't." She stammered, developing a serious interest in the ruffles on her pajama bottoms.
A voice in her mind prodded Rita to be conversational. "If you never talk to anyone, how do you expect to make friends?" It asked. The problem was, Rita didn't expect to make friends. She'd been the unnoticed shadow all her life, worse than that. . . she was like the invisible shadow. But it was 3 AM and the two of them were alone on the swings, what was to worry about?
Rita bit her lip and looked back up at Adrienne. "I had insomnia. . . not that you asked, which is okay, but I'm telling you why I'm out here because. . ." Rita trailed off and shook her head, a lovely pink flush rising to her cheeks. Communicating like a normal person seemed utterly impossible for Rita. Part of her wished she was one of those bad kids who got a bunch of negative attention, that might be better than this.
my sign is vital
my hands are cold
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` Lyrics ;; Human .. The Killers
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Post by erik jacob night on Jul 2, 2009 17:53:23 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ Adrienne was a little suppressed when the girl said she had insomnia. It was not exactly what she had pictured her to say. Really she never even pictured her talking to her. Even more so her talk back to her. “O wow I am so sorry.” “Do you come out here offend then?” Adrienne asked her trying not to be pushy. This was making Adrienne feel very uncomfortable but she was doing her best to hide it.
“I am looking for a job and well I set my alarm a little early I did not know I could ever get ready in twenty minutes it uses to take me about three hours.” Adrienne explained to her. “That crash really changed me, my friends, and even you no matter how much you let on about it.”Adrienne told her she wanted to make her feel like they could tell each other everything. No matter how weird it was. Unless it was what she did with her boyfriend if the rumors were true.
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Post by ritacherrytromson on Jul 2, 2009 18:55:39 GMT -5
and i'm on my knees
looking for the answer
Rita shook her head, smiling a little for the first time in ages -- and for no particular reason either. "I go other random places, too." She said softly, reaching up and twisting the edge of her limp brown hair.
Adrienne spoke of the crash and Rita nodded in agreement. "That's when the insomnia started," she admitted, smiling inwardly at how easy it was to actually talk to this girl. It was nice to let out some of her thoughts.
But Rita, who was incredibly observant, noticed Adrienne's discomfort and her expression drooped a little. "You. . . you're looking at me weird. Rita noted, furrowing her eyebrows.
Did I say something wrong somehow? The sophomore wondered, a subtle worry creeping into her. Maybe people were starting to notice her. . . and maybe that was a bad thing. These thoughts made Rita start chewing on her bottom lip again.
She kicked some gravel as she swung gently, sending the little rocks skidding just a foot away from where they started. When Rita was alone she would swing so hard that the swing would almost flip over on itself, but now she was just sliding back and forth through the air slowly, never going any higher than her feet could reach the bottom.
are we human
or are we dancer
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` Lyrics ;; Human .. The Killers
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Post by erik jacob night on Jul 2, 2009 19:03:53 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ Adrienne felt bad for the kid to know what has come about of her after the crash. “O really I am sorry I did not know.” Adrienne apologized to her. She felt so bad for her it seems like so much has happened to her. Adrienne did not know what to say to her after talking about the crash and what happen to her after the crash.
“I am sorry it’s just you are a lot more opened then I though you would be.” Adrienne admitted to her. “And it is a little chilly.” She said with a little giggle and a smile. Adrienne felt embarrassed that she could tell she was feeling a little odd. Luckily she was starting to feel more relaxed. And Adrienne was never relaxed not ever this is the most relaxed she had ever been.
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Post by ritacherrytromson on Jul 5, 2009 23:49:07 GMT -5
this is the world that we live in
i feel myself get tired
Rita shrugged, her modesty coming out. "No, the insomnia comes and goes. I always eventually get to sleep," she said softly, running her fingers through her hair. "More open?" Rita asked quietly, tilting her head slightly. "I guess it's just nice to have someone talk to me. Nobody ever has before. . . I mean nobody. No guys, no girls, not my family or even my teachers. Sometimes I think I'm invisible."
After saying that Rita's hand flew to her mouth and her dark amber eyes widened like saucers. She didn't usually open up that much. . . it was kind of weird to use her voice so much all at one time, but it was a nice feeling. Rita had no friends whatsoever. She dreamed of being best buddies with someone, or even just having a steady relationship with a nice guy! But none of that ever happened to her.
Miss Tromson nodded in agreement with Adrienne. "Yeah, it is pretty cold out here," she smiled, letting out a weary laugh. Rita absentmindedly traced a half-moon in the gravel, sleepiness starting to settle into her body.
this is the world that we live in
well, maybe i was mistaken
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` Lyrics ;; The World We Live In .. The Killers
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Post by erik jacob night on Jul 9, 2009 10:39:56 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ Trust me I know the feeling it was like that for me during my freshmen year because I just moved her so no one knew me at all. Except for my sister. But we are forgetting I said that about my sister.” Adrianne said with a small sigh no one knew Katherine was her sister they did not even notice they had the same name. “But hey with school starting I can introduce you to some of my friends and we can a sit together at lunch and stuff.” Adrianne said with a smile. She remembered the first half of her freshmen year how lonely she was until she met the Stover sibs and Lincoln. She remember how happy she was not to sit by herself by the dumpsters every day. “But hey if you want to make friends you have to be open with them.” Adrienne warned her. It was a proven fact though.
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Post by ritacherrytromson on Jul 9, 2009 22:44:01 GMT -5
it isn't very difficult to see why
you are the way you are
"Oh. . . talk to other people? In, um, public?" Rita asked, her voice quavering a little. That sounded scary. It would be nice to have friends and all, but it definitely wouldn't be easy to change her habits. The sophomore chewed her lip thoughtfully and leaned on the swing-chain, looking up at the dark sky. Her parents weren't going to realize if she stayed out all night. They never even noticed her at breakfast and they were gone all night anyway. . . so whatever, right? Yeah. Whatever.
Rita looked back to Adrienne and grinned sheepishly. "Hey, thank you for talking to me. Do you want to go get a coffee before your interview? There's an espresso shack in the parkinglot at the bottom of the park and they open freakishly early. What do you say?" She asked, tilting her head hopefully. Rita didn't want to go back to sleep now that she was up and talking to someone, so a coffee might be nice to keep her awake.
She stood up and ran her hands through her limp, frizzy hair, smiling slightly. Today was starting out nicely. Despite her dark purple, baggy eyes, Rita was feeling alert and – amazingly – happy.
doesn't take a genius to realize
that sometimes life is hard
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Post by erik jacob night on Jul 10, 2009 9:24:24 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ ”Yes that is a very conmen way of meeting people.” Adrienne said trying to keep a straight face. She never met someone so afraid of other people. It was a little bizarre to Adrienne. “Um coffee sure why not I have time lots of time.” Adrienne said with a giggle. Adrienne herself was not a big coffee person but her sister drank it so she got use to the smell of it. She did not want to be rude so she agreed and she figured she could more than likely find something there she would like. Something less black something like tea or something like that. After one more little swinging she got off the swing and stood up on her feet already to go.
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Post by ritacherrytromson on Jul 14, 2009 12:51:55 GMT -5
another head aches, another heart breaks
i am so much older than i can take
Once they made it to the espresso shack Rita knew exactly what she wanted. Coffee didn't sound like something she wanted, so instead she ordered a tea and a cookie. "Oregon Chai tea and a chocolate chip cookie, thanks." Rita said, handing the money up to the older woman in the shack.
When she was handed her order Rita smiled, the cookie was fresh and she could feel the heat of the chai burning her fingers through the cup. She took a sip of the spicy, milky liquid and swallowed quickly, feeling the scorching hot chai slide down her throat. Then a bite of the oversized cookie, which was also very good.
The cookie was soft and the chocolate chips melted in her mouth. "I love gooey cookies," she told Adrienne through a full bite of the cookie. Rita never ate the crisp cookies, for they reminded her of crackers, and gooey cookies were the closest thing to cookie-dough which Rita loved even more.
and my affection, well it comes and goes
i need direction to perfection, no no no no
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` Lyrics ;; All These Things That I've Done .. The Killers
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Post by erik jacob night on Jul 19, 2009 13:09:06 GMT -5
_______________________________________________ Adrienne did not know what she wanted at the small coffee shop she never went there before. When they entered the shop Adrianne was suppressed how cute it was. She was also amazed at how fast Rita knew what she wanted. When it was Adrianne’s turn she did not know what to get. “Do you have green tea?” Adrianne asked and to her surprised they did.”Ya I like them too.” Adrienne told Rita after her saying something about cookies.
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