Out of Town
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Post by Myra Reed on Apr 28, 2015 12:56:10 GMT
Myra wasn't depressed, she wasn't to a point where she wanted to hurt herself. She just felt a sad, a feeling that obviously would be felt when your amazing relationship just got harder. She didn't really have any friends. She had erik but erik was always busy doing things with Kai plus he probably wouldn't even care about her feelings toward a broken heart. He'd just tell her to get over it and then she'd convince herself to and then pretend taht she wasn't sad. That's kind of what she was doing now.
Today, she had her sketch book in hand and was exploring beacon hills. She managed to make it to the train station. It wasn't place she had ever been. There wasn't really a reason to come here. It wasn't like she was ever going to leave and even if she was she'd just take a car. She sat down on a bench and watched the trains go by.
People were coming and going. Myra often wondered what they were doing, where they were going, why they were going. She took out her sketch book and laid it on her lap. She just began to draw a train, no people, just the old train tracks and the old train. It seemed to call to Myra then suddenly someone dropped their coffee on her sketch. "What the hell?!" Myra yelled. She stood up and glared at the person ready to yell at them.
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Out of Town
Written by HOSIE.
48 posts.
17 years old.
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Post by Alfred Smith on Apr 30, 2015 17:35:21 GMT
Train stations. Aflie had been to one, maybe two in his entire life. They weren't ever really a thing he ever saw the need for - why get a train when you can get a plane and be there in less than half the time? Sure, he understood the idea that they were needed industrially, but who else really used them, but who actually needed them in the long run, especially for long haul journey like across state? Eh. Oh well. Sometimes pointless things existed, and this just seemed like one of them. Despite this, he couldn’t help but admit they were pretty looking, almost. Most seemed to be almost haunted, so quiet that only a few people would even dare to come just in case they died of boredom, waiting for their probably-late train to arrive and then getting on, only to endure a journey that would’ve been easier any other way. That just left everyone else, still stood on the platform, heading straight for the exit as if the place was diseased, almost.
For a quiet place, it had a weird sense of busyness.
Content wish just staring at the tracks, Alfie had brought a drink with him just to keep him energized (he’d fallen asleep at 3:30am last night, dark thoughts swirling in his brain until eventually one knocked him out cold, and he woke up a little too late the next day to do anything productive, other than sight see… Duh). The problem was that it was starting to get cold, a lack of a decent thermos driving his drink to coolness quicker than he could actually drink it, because in truth he didn’t like the damn liquid anyway, and so, after a while, he decided to just pour it away, standing up to walk over to the bin, only to end up spilling it all over the place anyway, including on the girl sat next to him.
Well shit. What was he supposed to do now?
Scrunching his face up as he prepared for a barrage of insults and expletives from the girl, he waited until she’d finished yelling to respond, almost humour slipping out of his mouth before an apology could even begin to form. “You, uh, missed a spot on the page?” He tried, wincing again as he waited for her to yell some more, already knowing what was coming from the look on her face.
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Post by Myra Reed on Apr 30, 2015 17:59:04 GMT
Myra was beyond pissed ot was such a pretty drawing and now it was ruined. "What's wrong with you?!" Myra yelled. SHE was clearly upset. She didn't even care that it was all over her white sweatshirt. She glared at the kid. What kind of kid was that careless? Part of her felt like he did it on purpose. No one was that careless with coffee. Myra was clearly upset by what happened. She didn't think it was fair that someone did that.
"Thank you so freaking much," Myra said. She stared at her drawing and just wished she could make all the coffee go away. She never thought she wished that. This was so unfair. She tried for everything to be peaceful and now it was just ruined.
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Out of Town
Written by HOSIE.
48 posts.
17 years old.
pizza >.
I am Male.
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Post by Alfred Smith on Apr 30, 2015 20:14:45 GMT
Wait, did he know her?
He vaguely recognize her face from school, the familiar scowl of a girl that really didn't like the situation she was in fairly prevalent whenever she saw him. But, then again, who did like school? He couldn't think of anyone - not even Levi, who didn't really seem to have any time of day for anything other than studying and going with her 'friend', someone that neither Jasper nor Alfie knew who it was. Apparently, not many people did. The person was a mystery, and it seemed like none of them were going to find out soon, either, as the girl was refusing to even hint at who the stranger could be. All Alfie knew was that it was driving Jasper up the wall, which he found hilarious. Why not let the girl have secrets? Weren't secrets the only thing anyone ever had in common with each other in this small town?
Blinking blindly, it took Alfie a moment or two longer to register who on earth the girl could be. Unless..
Fuck.
"Myra?!" he exclaimed, eyes widening as it finally registered who it was. How could he not have realised? The girl had been the bane of Alfie's life sometimes, hanging around he and Pierce when all the pair of them wanted to do was be alone under bed covers, away from prying eyes. Still, she was a good kid, and Pierce had always spoken pretty highly of her, even if they hadn't always seen eye to eye. Had it been anyone else, someone who meant any less to Pierce than her, it was almost guaranteed that more jokes would've left his lips, along with maybe a few comments to ensure he came across as just the right amount of douchebag. What came out instead?
"I'm so sorry - could we, like, put it on a heater or something? It might look artier when it's dried?" he suggested, not knowing much about how to get coffee stains out of paper, of all things. Honestly, he wasn't sure there actually was a way, so they may as well make the best out of the situation and, if that meant trying to convince her that it'd look arty and unique, he would do it. It was actually pretty amazing, the lengths Alfie would go to to not give Pierce reason to hate him.
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Post by Myra Reed on Apr 30, 2015 20:32:09 GMT
"Who are you?" Myra asked skeptically. She had a reason to be unsure after all she pissed off a lot of people. She lost track of who was who in this town. People were always coming and coming. A few stayed. She tried to recognize the face. It didn't seem to click yet. Then she seemed to remember someone who looked like him "Alfie?" It had to be because that was the only person who she could think of that looked like that. Unless she was terribly wrong. That'd really suck if she was terribly wrong. She's probably go back to screaming at the person. If she wasnt wrong she'd af least try to act a little nice, after all Alfie was Pierce's friend. Now, what was he doing here?
The Myra finally registered that indeed was who she was thinking of. She never really talked to him so she wasnt exactly sure what to say or do. When did Alfie even get here? What was Alfie even doing here? Pierce didn't seem to awknoeldge that he was even here. Myra always thought there was stuff going on between Alfie and Pierce but she couldn't quite figuring it out. They were always hanging out so she liked to think they were dating but she couldn't be sure. And if he did lust Alfie what would happen with him and mason. Mason had been coming over less. Was something going on? Myra wasnt sure what to think. She decided that maybe shed get to know Alfie. She needed to talk to Pierce. Pierce would tell her how everyone kept coming here from Vegas or at least she hoped he would.
"It's fine, it wouldn't work. It's prncil." Myra said quietly. The whole sketchbook was ruined. She sighed and just threw it in the trash can. At least it was somewhat new. "Why're you I'm beacon hills?" Myra asked. She couldn't help to be curious and ask. Beacon hills was a weird place and too much weird stuff happened here. There was never a dull moment in Beacon hills. Apparently it was even better than Vegas according to Kai, Ari, Alfie, Erik, Myra and Pierce who all left Vegas to come to this small town. She wasnt sure how pierce even found this place. What even drew him to a small town like this? Too much weird stuff was happening and there was even a new girl in school, her name was Ryland and she gave Myra the creeps.
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