Post by harley on Nov 29, 2009 15:32:03 GMT -5
HEY YOU, KID!
you gotta fight,,
to be yourself and free.
Another dollar and another day. Wait, that was a lyric, wasn't it? Probably, most of Harley's life was a lyric, but she couldn't actually play an instrument, she was useless! No, she was a listener of music, all music, from A all the way to ZZ Top. She was walking through the halls of Yale University, she didn't have a lesson, she just needed to pick up a few things for her art project and a few other bits and pieces. With any luck she would come across one of her friends to distract her from the terrible week she had. She had spent a day with Frederick, good on the surface, but deep down it hurt her so much to be near someone she couldn't have. She wanted for just one day to hold him close and be near him and call him more than a friend, but she didn't want to tell him, she was too scared of losing him as a friend with the weird contact they would end up having and that was never fun. She didn't know what to and she was hoping that someone would give her an answer, possibly she could get a friend to sneak the question into a conversation and find out for her. It would have to be someone she trusted and someone she knew wouldn't screw it up and there were only a few of them.
Walking around the university, she was beginning to forget where she was going, was she supposed to be going to the art room or the library, or possibly even the teacher's office. She stopped in the middle of the corridor and looked around, trying to remember desperately. It was decided, she sucked and needed a new memory or she was just going to fail in life. That's why she had the hugest daily planner you have ever seen that had almost everything written into it, including deadlines and days out. There needed to be a break, she worked herself too hard and promised her friends too much, but then she couldn't leave her friends out of her life, she was a social butterfly and loved them too much. If she was without her friends, she wouldn't feel human, she would feel like an idiot. Her friends are what made her happy so if she got rid of them, she would just be constantly depressed.
Finally, she had it in her mind where she was going and finally started her way there. She bounced through the corridors and got to the classroom she needed to get into. Searching through the teacher's drawer, she knew it was a no-no, but they had given her permission through email so she could grab a few things she needed for her assignment and couldn't afford it. There were only two people in New Haven that knew about her deep financial problems and why and that was Frederick and the Art professor. She had to tell the professor or he would constantly be shouting at her as she stole art supplies but this was, he gave her special leway and did it secretly so no one else knew. Then Frederick knew for the pure fact that he was her best friend, the greatest friend she ever had and she loved him forever and always. She would one day tell her other friends, but she didn't know if they would want to be depressed about her life, Frederick was just special in that way.
Stuffing the few oil paints into the top pocket of her jacket that she customised herself, she left the classroom and was debating where to go next. She actually wanted to start her next assignment. Bouncing back into the classroom, she grinned to herself lightly and took her backpack off her back, placing it on the table and pulling out her sketch pad. Her phone buzzed as she took it out of bag and looked at it, seeing her brother had text her, asking her to send him some art work to do with Batman. She hadn't actually done any yet and there was one person she knew would love to help her. With a bright grin, she decided to text Juniper. 'June Bug! Come to the art class and we'll have muchos fuuuun!' And the text message was sent, all she had to do now was await her crazy friend and they could pick out Batman pictures, she could draw them and they could just have loads of fun!
status ••, finished.
tag ••, juniper!
word count ••, seven, five, one.
outfit ••, click!
lyrics ••, by me.
image&layout ••, by me.
music ••, by the way by red hot chilli peppers.
notes ••, some random fun ^^