COME AND SAVE ME[open]

[garritt quience cromwell]

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and when you smile

THE WHOLE WORLD STOPS AND STARES FOR A WHILE

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THIS FTW POST WAS WRITTEN JUST FOR ANYONE, WHO IS THE EVER LOVEABLE SOMEONE. MY CHARRY IS WEARING THIS WHICH MAKES HIM SEXY HOT. THE POST ITSELF IS 960 WORDS LONG, SO THAT JUST MEANS I'M AWESOME. OH AND I ALMOST FORGOT . . . SO WHOEVER TAKES THIS YOUR CHARRIE CAN TALK HIM INTO STUDYING, THEY CAN LEAVE, THEY CAN STAY AND TALK

There’s an age old saying.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

And if that still held true then school was a real bitch; neglect her and she came back around to bite you in the ass when you really didn’t need the added stress in your life. She was like that girl who craved, and needed, all your attention even if you were blatantly ignoring her. She didn’t take the hint that you had better things to do in your life; like partying and having the time of your life while you were young, letting the good times roll wasn’t something school seemed to be okay with.

It might be his own fault for having attended school right away instead of taking time off, but Gary had been looking forward to college life for the longest time. It’d always seemed like one wild ride and he wanted to get in on that crazy action before it passed him by; he had done so and managed to skate by in his classes by paying off people and not cracking open a book. But with midterms right around the corner he figured he should actually try to learn something to get his professors, and his parents, off his back so he could go back to slacking off. Them always calling to see what he learned and how things were going was getting annoying; not to mention he was sure it was their way of telling him indirectly that he had better try harder.

Sneaky parents he had.

Paying someone off to explain everything he needed to know for class would be easy, hell it would probably be the way he went, but he told himself at least try to learn it on his own. Which was why he was seated at one of the tables in the back of the library with a book cracked open in front of him. His pale blue eyes danced over the words on the page but they’d often return to the first word on the page and he’d find himself rereading everything all over again. Making his efforts seem pointless if he couldn’t even retain the first few sentences on the page before him; it was probably because he really didn’t want to be doing this. His mind was on the parties he knew were going to be going on that night, and the countless women he’d hit on while there. Wasn’t that how it went? If your mind was a million miles away the task at hand seemed so complicated to get accomplished.

Sighing in defeat his eyes drifted from the page to the clock on the wall, and taking note of the time he swore the hand hadn’t moved even an inch since he’d first sat down. Glaring at the device, as if it were at fault for moving so slowly, he was ready to give up. Ready to throw in the towel and just go spend the rest of the day slacking off before he went out to have some fun and was making some other chump do the work for him. Gary was normally no quitter but when it came to school he never wanted to try and beat it. Dragging his hands over his face he tried to shake off the tiredness that was starting to weigh down his eyelids from sitting here for what felt like an eternity in boredom. Peeking over his fingertips he looked at the stacks of books he’d had piled up on the table before him, why on earth had he thought he’d make his way through all these text books? It had him chuckling under his breath at his own determination to take on the task, even if he hadn’t risen to the challenge.

Scooting his chair back from the table he rose to his full height and began to stretch out his limbs from the stiffness that had seemed to set in; glancing over at the clock again he couldn’t help but wonder how long he’d been sitting like that for. Long enough that his joints were screaming in pain; even if he could somehow sit in front of the TV for hours and would never hear them ache in agony as he refused to move from the spot he was sitting in. Must be that whole mind over matter thing he’d heard about, because in his mind it didn’t matter.

Gary couldn’t help but laugh at his own wit, even if it was only voiced in his own head, the soft melodic laughter coming out of him as he gathered up his things. Not paying attention as he stepped backwards away from the table and bumped into someone. His head snapped around to look over his shoulder to see what, or rather who, he had run into. Running his hand over his golden locks he laughed nervously, ”Sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He apologized as his lips stretched out into a charming smile. The person standing before him was able to capture his attention, his pale blue eyes wandered over their frame as they awkwardly stood there waiting for the other to make their move; taking in what was before his eye a part of him thought he could be tempted to stay in these halls of learning. But that all was going to depend on what they brought to the table; seeing as they hadn’t a clue he was about to leave. Or so he thought; this person could’ve very well been watching him and waited to make their move. Of course Gary wasn’t brought to that conclusion at all, his simple mind wasn’t for thinking as it had proven earlier by not allowing him to study.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

TEMPLATE BY: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE MIKEY ! @ CAUTION.

[haley grace rivers]

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Haley yawned as she sat at the library table staring at her book. She had been studying diligently for several hours, but her brain was beginning to turn to mush; she needed a well-deserved break and preferably some coffee as well. Running a hand through her shiny dark hair, Haley finally flipped the book shut and leaned back to stretch. Midterms were coming quickly and her exams seemed to approaching all too soon. Her studying habits had of course intensified during the past week, leading to more feeding of her caffeine and coffee addiction. She yawned again, wishing that she could just go home and take a nap; but she had one more class tonight and leaving campus just to come back not much later would be a waste of fuel. Having decided to get some coffee, Haley began to shove her book and notes into her backpack.

She rose from her seat while zipping her backpack closed, relishing the feeling of stretching her legs after sitting still for so long. She pulled the backpack on and flipped her long silky hair over her right shoulder, freeing it from being caught between her body and the straps. With the encouraging thought of hot coffee in mind, Haley set off and left her table.
A quiet buzz and sound echoed from her pocket, causing her to reach into her pocket and pull out her cell phone. It was a text from her little brother. She rose an eyebrow, as she usually never really received much from Connor, but her semi-confusion was immediately relieved when she opened the text and read its contents. He was simply texting her to brag about how their mother had bought him a brand new, expensive smart phone. Haley nearly rolled her eyes with a sigh as she stared at the screen; Connor was only 12 years old--why did her mother feel it was appropriate to buy him one of the most expensive smart phones available just because he wanted it?

Her thoughts on her spoiled brother were abruptly interrupted as she bumped into something very solid. Haley nearly dropped her phone out of surprise, immediately apologizing out of habit. “Oh I’m so sorry,” she said quickly, hoping she wasn’t talking to a wall; she was pretty certain that it had been a person. Haley’s assumptions were confirmed when she finally looked up after recovering her phone. It was a guy who she didn’t recognize, but he was apologizing to her at the same time. One of the first things that she noticed about him was that he had a very nice smile; it was actually intoxicating and caused her to grin a little too.
He explained that he hadn’t been looking where he was going. “Oh that’s okay,” she replied with a smile, then admitting with a small laugh, “neither was I.” Haley rolled her eyes inwardly at herself; she really needed to learn how to walk properly without being a hazard while using her phone at the same time.

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[garritt quience cromwell]

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and when you smile

THE WHOLE WORLD STOPS AND STARES FOR A WHILE

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THIS FTW POST WAS WRITTEN JUST FOR ANYONE, WHO IS THE EVER LOVEABLE SOMEONE. MY CHARRY IS WEARING THIS WHICH MAKES HIM SEXY HOT. THE POST ITSELF IS 876 WORDS LONG, SO THAT JUST MEANS I'M AWESOME. OH AND I ALMOST FORGOT . . .I THOUGHT IT'D BE FUN TO GO THE WAY I DID. GET A BIT OF GARY'S OBNOXIOUS SIDE.

He wasn’t moving fast enough; it was as if someone had cut his arms and legs open and packed them with sand before sewing them back up again, making them hard to move when all he wanted was for them quickly gather up the materials he’d brought in with him. It wasn’t like there was even that many things for him to grab. His phone had been resting in the palm of his hand distracting him from the work he was trying to accomplish so it was easy to pocket that device, his notebook needed to only be flipped closed, and his pen capped so he could make his quick escape of this hell on earth. But somehow even the simplest things were taking too long.

It was clear something, or maybe someone, was working against him. Gary was going to blame the bitch that had brought him here in the first place, school. She had him in her clutches and she wasn’t ready to let him leave; it was why she made him feel weighted down when all he wanted to do was run and be free. A goal that was closer and closer to being within his grasp. But in his need to rush out of there he hadn’t been paying attention, he hadn’t seen the girl that happened to be passing behind him as he backed away from the table, he hadn’t been able to stop himself from colliding with her, and he had almost plowed her over like the one man wrecking crew he could be. Even if he was quick to offer up apologies he still felt as if it wasn’t enough; at least she seemed to be in the same boat and that washed away some of the worry that was eating away at him.

As his pale blue eyes roamed over her petite frame he could see that he’d caused her no physical harm; he could just feel some of the weight being lifted up off him and was glad his carelessness hadn’t hurt anyone. Maybe the next time he was in a hurry he’d look where he was going, but that didn’t seem likely. At least she wasn’t screaming at him for being the big stumbling oaf he was at times, and his natural charmed seemed to working in his favor. A fact made obvious as the corner of her lips seemed to turn up into a faint smile, one that seemed almost sheepish; as if he had made her nervous by merely flashing her a smile. He knew his smile could often leave girls weak in the knees but this girl was able to compose herself, or so it seemed. If he were to leave this second would she suddenly become one of those girls? The ones who got overly excited for merely uttering a hello to a hot guy. And yes he would say he was a hot guy, maybe a bit cocky but the good came with the bad.

Like this chance encounter; if he had been watching where he was going, instead of stumbling around backwards, he might have missed this girl. He quickly realized he should be thankful he’d been so careless, even if he’d only just met this girl at least he’d met her; he did love to meet people and make possible new friends. Once again his eyes ventured over her petite frame and this time really took her in, assessing the way she dressed and her overall appearance. By no means was she ugly, but she looked rather young. Even if he were only nineteen himself this girl looked like she might a few years younger, which had him wondering if she were one of those eggheads who skipped a few grades; that also had his eyes darting for the nearest exit. He never did like talking to people who had alarmingly high IQs and loved to throw it in other people’s faces. ”Are you supposed to be here? I mean you look a bit young.” He blurted out without thinking, but he didn’t try to correct himself instead he kept staring at her trying to figure it out himself before she answered. His rather judgmental stare mixed with his condescending attitude could very well tip the scales against his favor, but if she were as young as he thought she was he couldn’t help but already be going through the list of college girls he would rather waste his time on. ”Hey if you’re up for a quick buck you can put that brain of yours to good use and I can…” His eyes darted around to be sure they weren’t overheard, and just to be safe he lowered his voice. ”…I can pay you.” Gary most definitely had put his foot in his mouth on this one, but the girl looked like she should be back in high school with his little brother. She didn’t look like any of the college girls he had seen; even if there were a lot of people out there who looked younger than they actually were that thought didn’t occur to him. No he was deadest on the fact that she was most certainly some brainiac kid who got into college early.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

TEMPLATE BY: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE MIKEY ! @ CAUTION.

[haley grace rivers]

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A small sigh escaped her lips and she almost rolled her eyes as the guy ran his eyes over her frame a second time. She didn’t miss it; Haley was used to encounters like this and didn’t particularly care for them. Too bad such an attractive guy had to be so obviously keen on outward appearances. She was sick of guys like him, but knew that there was no male on earth who would work to understand a girl’s personality and mind before trying to explore her physically...unless that male happened to be gay.

Haley raised an eyebrow at the guy’s question, rather surprised by his tone and despising the judgmental stare and condescending tone. “And you look like a bit of an ass,” she blurted out in response, her tone challenging and even playful as usual but there was a hint of irritation in it. What kind of a question was that?
But she eventually just shrugged. “I hear that looking young is a compliment though, so I’m glad to hear that I don’t appear to be an old hag,” she remarked offhandedly, not caring to answer his question of whether she was old enough to be in college. He didn’t seem to deserve to know.
It was true; Haley did look young for her age, and it was something that honestly bothered her from time to time, but Haley was a relatively calm person and wasn’t about to let this stranger’s remark bother her.

He then had the audacity to offer to pay her to 'put her brain to good use'. The corner of her mouth tugged upward into a smirk and Haley reached up, patting the guy almost condescendingly on the cheek. “Honey, you couldn’t afford me,” she retorted with a slight shaking of her head, before brushing by him and heading for the stairs.
Haley was generally a very sweet and friendly person, but she still had quite a bit of fight in her; plus, she didn’t particularly care for guys like this judgmental and condescending jerk.

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