Topic: ||I Can't Find What Im Looking For| Open|| (Read 33 times)
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||I Can't Find What Im Looking For| Open|| « Thread Started on Jun 29, 2009, 8:59am »
But i wont stop trying.
I don't know how to live trough this hell Woken up I'm still locked in this shell Frozen soul frozen down to the core Break the ice I can't take anymore
He had ceased to actually listening to the lyrics some hours ago, yet even he could tell they were effecting his mood and flopping over he pressed the pause button on the ipod and sending it flinging across the room in frustration. He was bored, he didn't cope with boredom real well and did anything to make sure he never found himself in such a position. Yet suddenly he found himself with more time on his hands than he has ever had before.
Standing up and walking four paces to the wall before turning around walking another four paces and falling onto his bed. The heat was starting to get to him, he couldn't sleep and was beyond trying it wasn't even that late anyways. Maybe a walk around the school? Then what, get sent back to his dorm by the staff. He was just guessing at that, yet it wouldn't surprise him.
Maybe the town held some entertainment a night club even? Hell a tiny little coffee club would be fine tonight. Can't be too hard to slip out of the school, wasn't as if there was barbwire around the boundaries, and the guard was said to be easy enough to bribe. It was settled then, getting up with a hint of enthusiasm this time the blonde eyes his bags that laid on the floor half the contents thrown over the floor, he would clean it before his room mate if he had one arrived . . that was the idea anyways.
Dark blue jeans? White collared shirt with a blue and purple tie? He would make it work, beats the faded dirty jeans and grey singlet shirt. Within minutes he had slipped out of the dorm door and found his way without a hassle into the nights sticky air. It was bloody hot. Hot for Chase anyways. It was then that he realized he had left his smoke and phone inside. Retrieving them he walked towards the front of the school. The guard was just as easy as they had spoken about.
Just walking down the street was comforting enough and Chase found himself slowly relaxing, yet the hyped rush was still in him and he found himself eagerly following the loud music. Stopping he smiled, and walked confidently towards the clubs front doors, it had been awhile since he had used the front door of any club but found it easy to slip in, they hardly even gave his ID a second glance. It was a decent fake one however so it wasn't usually any problems.
The atmosphere brushed over him at once, slightly better than any coffee club Chase smiled and slid his way towards the bar, best way to start the night with a few straight shots. Straight vodka anyone? Leaning against the bar he flicked his eyes around the room. It was perfect.
Words: 522 Lyrics: Trapped Under Ice, Metallica Other: Bleh was rushed at the end, two minutes of internet left for the night. Open: To anyone and everyone
Re: ||I Can't Find What Im Looking For| Open|| « Reply #1 on Aug 5, 2009, 11:14pm »
Seth slid easily off Peter's back and pulled the reins over the stallion's head. He lead the horse to the cross ties and was relieved to see his grooming box still sitting there with Peter's halter. He switched out bridle for halter and then took off Peter's saddle. "You got pretty sweaty boy." Seth cooed to the horse who nudged Seth with his large nose. Seth smiled and pulled the carrot from his pocket. Peter took it greedily. After a quick hose down Seth returned Peter to his stall and set off for his dorm. Seth was going to test himself tonight. He really shouldn't and this could end so badly, but it had been a few months.... and he was sure he was ready. So after a quick shower he pulled on black skinny jeans, a shirt, his juicy couture shoes, and went to fix his hair. After about thirty full minutes of skilled gelling and combing, Seth quickly put on some eyeliner and after grabbing his Dior sunglasses, ipod, cell, and scarf and left. Seth walked easily to the entrance and out into the streets, it was only about a block to the bus stop. If only he could ride Peter to the club. He chuckled to himself at this thought as he put in his ear buds. He got off the bus right outside the club and walked inside, his fake ID was a damn good one, no problems at all there. (Like anyone here cared anyway.) Once inside Seth moved around the dance floor pleasantly looking at all the dancing bodies. Glancing over at the bar something caught his eye... The boy couldn't be an older than Seth himself, he had light blonde hair and blue eyes. Seth walked closer and then froze. The boy had just picked up and drained a shot glass in seconds. Seth knew he should walk away, he hated to even see people drink, but this boy... There was something about him... that drew Seth in...
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