(jamie) i wanna be laughed at, laughed with

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THERE SHE STUMBLES, FALLING TO HER KNEES
I T H I N K S H E T R I P P E D O N R E A L I T Y
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Adin skipped down war beach, for once minus her guitar. She skidded to a halt once she found the "perfect spot" to drop her towel and purse. Out of habit, she reached up to fix her bangs, but found them for once pulled back. She had gotten up early for some odd reason and with too much free time and her straightener being locked in the bathroom with her cabin mate, she had pulled the messy curls into a bun and then bangs got bobby pinned backs. It was... different... and she wasn't sure what she thought about it yet.

She spread out her towel and dropped her purse on top of it. She sat down and soaked up the sun for a few moments before opening her eyes and spotting James walking down the beach. She waved at him lazily before laying back down waiting for him to make his way down to where she had claimed her spot. She felt almost naked without her guitar laying next to her, but she would have to deal with it. Besides, she was getting company at least. It wasn't like she was stuck sitting here herself with absolutely nothing to do but tan not that she didn't enjoy that either, she just felt very social and energized today.

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WORDS :: 220
TAGS :: Jamie (:
OUTFIT :: bam
NOTES :: yay?
CREDZ :: Song is "Perfect Day" by Collective Soul (ftw?). This template was made by the uh-may-zing (just kidding) xreebear of caution two-point-oh. Please don't steal and or use without credit (so.. steal).

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The cool beach air welcomed Jamie as he stepped on the sand. He was getting sick of being cooped up inside his cabin, and a walk was needed. Louis was going on and on about how “fat” he had gotten.

You’re just jealous.

I am not!

Whatever you say, Louis.

Louis was the only one he’d feel comfortable talking all day to. But then he quickly dismissed the little voice elsewhere, hoping to find some sort of solitude. Jamie ran his right hand through his dark hair, his left hand carrying his cello bow. The boy had taken some sort of habit of carrying it around everywhere. He was getting so frustrated at his cello. Jamie wanted to become perfect overnight, and he hadn’t had that sort of determination before.

Despite being at the camp for a while, Jamie hadn’t found the time to come to the beach, so it was a new setting for him. But he couldn’t say he didn’t like it. It was a nice break. It was quiet except for the random outbursts of other people, but he could ignore it easily. He caught Adin waving at him from the corner of his eye, and smiled. Jamie walked over, careful not to get sand in his shoes. If it was something that made him cringe more than blood, it was sand. It felt unnatural to him whenever Jamie came in contact with it. It was one of those strange dislikes everybody has but nobody understands.

"Hi," Jamie said, reaching Adin's spot.

` TAGGED, adin!
` WORD COUNT, 255 (a bit short, it'll be longer next time)
` NOTES, sorry it took so long! i had more ideas for this, but the post got eaten and... ;-; yarr... can the two already know each other? because that's kind of how i made jamie act.
` CREDITS, lyrics from apocalyptica's helden. (german cover of david bowie's heroes.) it says: then we are heroes/ for only this day.
` LISTENING TO, emilie autumn & shinedown!
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[chazzeh]

THERE SHE STUMBLES, FALLING TO HER KNEES
I T H I N K S H E T R I P P E D O N R E A L I T Y
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Smiling up at her friend, she scooted over on the towel and patted the empty half. "Hey yourself stranger." She said before laughing and nodding at his bow. "How's the cello going?" Adin had never really been interested in classical instruments, but people who could play them were pretty cool in her book. She'd tried playing her cousin's violin one time, but that had turned out nicely and she'd decided she'd stick with guitar so she wouldn't harass everyone's ears with that again.

Realizing she would never get tan with a shirt on, she pulled off her tank top, wadding it up and resting her head on top of it, closing her eyes and letting the sun wash over her. She would never ever be able to get enough of the sun, all the more reason to live in Hollywood, you'd have near constant hot sun. Amazingly enough, her skin didn't burn as easily as everyone had thought it would seeing as she didn't really do heavy duty tanning in England. Sure there were spray on options or tanning beds, but neither of those had the amazing feeling you get from the sun.

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WORDS :: 202
TAGS :: Jamie (:
OUTFIT :: bam
NOTES :: yea i think they should know each other as well, less awkward and sorry it's so short D:
CREDZ :: Song is "Perfect Day" by Collective Soul (ftw?). This template was made by the uh-may-zing (just kidding) xreebear of caution two-point-oh. Please don't steal and or use without credit (so.. steal).

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Jamie sat down next to her, running his hand over the towel to feel the sand underneath it. That was maybe the only time he was okay with sand, it didn’t feel as weird as when the actual sand got to him.

”Hmm…?” James had wandered off in his mind, but he soon recollected what Adin just said. ”Oh! Uh, it’s going fine. Louis is being a total butt— Louis, please don’t talk to me that way. You were being a butt.” He seemed content with his description of how his buddy was acting today, thinking it was pretty accurate.

”Do you think Louis is jealous? ‘Cause he says he isn’t. I think he is,” mused the fifteen-year-old to himself; however it was too quiet for anybody else to hear. He bounced the tip of the bow on the towel, watching it bounce back, a chuckle coming out of his mouth. ”Bouncy, bouncy…,” murmured Jamie under his breath. Sometimes he acted a third of his age, but it never did seem to bother his mother, or his friends.

His mind then began to wander to the lake, watching the calm water. It sparkled blue, and it brought another smile to Jamie's face. Such a pretty blue! He almost got up, but quickly reminded himself that he was with Adin at the moment.

The sun felt nice on his bare arms and legs (Jamie had opted to wear a t-shirt and shorts), and despite coming here for the cool air, he enjoyed the warm beach. You can have both, can't you? Somehow, that little thought brought something to Jamie's mind, something that hadn't really bothered him before.

"Why do people dislike me?" James asked Adin, his head tilting to look at the sky. I don't do anything, and yet people from the school's I've gone to just don't like me. It's like they think there's something wrong with me. He kept his thoughts inside, not willing to voice his concerns yet.

` TAGGED, adin!
` WORD COUNT, 330
` NOTES, grawr, just needed to change the template.
` CREDITS, lyrics from apocalyptica's helden. (german cover of david bowie's heroes.) it says: then we are heroes/ for only this day.
` LISTENING TO, emilie autumn & a whole bunch of other stuff
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