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Post by harley on Nov 18, 2009 1:13:13 GMT -5
 THE COAST IS CLEAR, THE VIEW IS DISTORTED!lots to do and i'm always bored,
nothing in my wallet but i gotchoo.
Today was just like any other day to the small blonde artist. The leaves were turning a deeper shade of red, the wind was setting in and everything was just seeming a little more dull. Well, with the weather anyway, her life was magnificent, she couldn't ask for anything more in life; she has a family that she could go home to and cared about her, she had a bunch of really awesome best friends here, she had two jobs she was balancing well, she was in Yale University and just to put the icing on the cake, she had a lollipop. Yes, she was one of the most simplest people to please, but that's just the way Harley was and if you didn't agree with it, she didn't particularly care what you think about her in all honesty. Her brother always claimed that it was great because when she did get a boyfriend, she would be an extremely cheap date, just take her to the park and she would be entertained for hours, even when the sun went down, she could find something to do there. Of course, her brother also stated that said boyfriend would have to go through him and the other five before she was even allowed to go on a first date with him. That could be the reason she's never had a boyfriend, but some people its more to do with the fact she's just too engrossed in her studies to notice the men that flirted with her. Saying that, she didn't really understand flirting and she always got so confused when it happened to her.
Bouncing out of her residence halls, the girl had her camera in had, lollipop in mouth and she was set for the day. She didn't money where she was going and she certainly didn't need her cell phone. In fact, she didn't know where it was, so she couldn't have taken it out with her today if she wanted to. No, instead she was free from carrying anything, well, apart from the camera, but that didn't count because it practically felt like an extension of her own arm now. She had been taking photos for a long time and her camera was the one things she had saved up for herself to buy so she could finally take some good pictures. She always liked the idea of capturing things people missed like the little girl on the bicycle being chased by her small dog or the old lady who offers her sweet to the kid who's shying away behind his mother. There was so much in the world that could be captured if people would just open there eyes and actually see what is around them in the world. All it took was one person to see it and it would forever be remembered, sure it was by one person, but that's all something needed to be seen by for it to become special and precious.
Rounding the corner, she was now closer to the green, the entrance literally just up the road. She smiled brightly, seeing the leaves from the park falling to the floor on the road she was walking down, such a magnificent intrusion. Finally in the gate, it was time to take photographs. Taking the lens cap off and turning the camera on, she glanced around to see if there any of those small moments being shared. She quickly snapped the man teasing his dog with a stick as it jumped in the air to catch it each time, not realising it would never reach it. The smile crept across her lips as she thought about the dog playing and having fun and how she just wished she could spend another day having a giggle and not having to worry about coursework, her job or anything else that decided to invade her tiny mind. She hadn't had a true day of pure fun in a while, sure she had spent a few hours here and there with her friend, but no down right good fun was happening through a whole day.
A couple holding hands made the smile on Harley's lip fade slightly, not because she was angered by this sight, but because she wished she had it herself. Someone to hold her hand in the cold months and keep her warm, she just wanted to feel it at least once. There was a person she wanted to feel it with, but she would never tell anyone that was the person she loved. Of course it was Frederick Owen Parkers. She didn't know what it was about him, but he just made her so happy whenever she was around him, but she could never get out how she felt to him. Instead, she was left to just deal with her emotions, sweep them under a carpet and hope for the best really. Maybe she would be able to tell him one day, she didn't know, she didn't know the future so she would just wait for it to become the present and decide then. She could just relax until then. Watching the couple walk out of the large gates, she sat herself down on one of the benches, replaced her lens cap and waited. She didn't know what she was waiting for, but when it arrived, she knew exactly what it was.
--------------once upon a time there was a girl name HARLEY and she decided to go the NEW HAVEN GREEN and meet up with her dearest FREDERICK whom she was close to. rumor has it, it took her EIGHT HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVE words until she FINISHED what she had to say to him. she was wearing a typically cute OUTFIT that made her feel like herself. she didn't do everything alone, she has to thank JAMIE for the layout, BOWLING FOR SOUP for the lyrics from 'i gotchoo' and of course JAMIE for the graphics. to wrap it all up, all i have left to SAY is; d'aw.
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Post by frederick on Nov 18, 2009 5:29:34 GMT -5
Frederick stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans as he shuffled forth, surreptitiously keeping his eyes to the floor. Three days and still no word from her. The man could not recall how often he stared blankly at his phone, wondering of the day when it would flash her name across the screen or vibrate in his hand, to indicate she was calling. Admittedly, he had only called her once during this three day period and when she failed to answer or even return his call, Frederick had not tried again. He figured if she was not returning calls, there had to be a reason. Maybe she was busy? Maybe she was angry? Or maybe she just forgot he called in the first place? Either way, he was left with nothing but curious assumptions to make, and none of them were particularly favorable.
Because of this setback in this friendship, the guy had not been very light-hearted lately either. Frederick wondered if he should be concerned with how much this girl seemed to mean in his life, or if it should be considered a good thing for him. He obviously relied on her a lot, and without her, he felt lost, bored, and to put it frankly, miserable. Frederick had literally spent these three days gaining five pounds due to excessive amounts of junk food, lack of exercise, and an overall laziness. All he had been was a couch potato flipping mindlessly through the available channels, never really pausing on one show for very long. Occasionally, he would come across a blonde actress that in some way reminded him of Harley, and the man would unconsciously pause to stare for a bit.
Today, his roommates had finally kicked him from the building. After having them dump ice cold water over him in some vain attempt to wipe the smell from their room, Frederick had finally gotten his ass off the couch, showered, and found some clean clothes to dress up in. And then fresh air seemed like a good route, especially with the two guys claiming they had a couple of chicks coming over and needed his lazy bum off the sofa for a few hours. Frederick was pretty much stranded with nothing to do. As a bell hop, he didn’t make much money to play around with either – his job was relying on tips he may or may not get. People usually didn’t think to the guy dragging your luggage around, too, so it wasn’t that lucrative a profession.
Since he was out, the thought of conveniently bumping into Harley had crossed his mind. And perhaps it was no accident that he could now be found wandering through New Haven Green. In the two years he knew her, she had always been a curious sort to find joy in the most simplest things – things that no normal person would particularly pay attention to. Frederick enjoyed that about her the most. She indulged in everything; there was nothing she would take for granted. It was more than he could say for himself. The man wasn’t nearly as observant or interested in his surroundings whenever she was around. And when she wasn’t, his thoughts were usually with her anyway. Frederick was starting to think he might be obsessed. How could he not be, when he was strolling through a popular hangout of hers in the hope he might coincidentally walk right into her?
Idly, he scratched the stubbled chin before taking another glance around. How long did he plan to circle this place before he just gave up? This had to be his fifth time “strolling”. However, he was very lucky he had not given in so easily because right then, a flash of blonde caught his eye and he turned. Harley. Immediately, Frederick’s chest felt a lot lighter at just seeing her and an involuntarily smile stretched his lips back. At the moment, she was watching something in the other direction. Frederick took advantage of this opportunity to sneak up and slide into place next to her on the bench. He waited for her to turn back around before commenting casually – as if it weren’t odd for him to randomly show up – “I never liked the color red…” Did he really just say that? What the hell was he thinking? What kind of topic starter was that? Why was he suddenly so nervous? Frederick cleared his throat and instead shoved these concerns aside, flashing a dimpled grin her direction. “You aren’t mad at me, are you? Because you told me once you only get mad when drinking coffee… which, by the way, you still owe me a date for.”
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Post by harley on Nov 18, 2009 15:06:12 GMT -5
THE COAST IS CLEAR, THE VIEW IS DISTORTED!lots to do and i'm always bored,
nothing in my wallet but i gotchoo.
The camera showed her pictures she had just taken and she looked at the photo of the couple. One day, that could be her and Freddy, surely. Maybe she just needed to get over it or she needed to grow a pair and just tell him already. She missed him, it might have only been three days, but she missed the hell out of that doofus. She missed hugging him because she felt down, she missed giggling and blushing and trying to hide herself into his chest so he couldn't watch her blush, she missed his Australian accent and he just missed him in general. Every time he was around, she was happy, her friends noted it, but she just said that he was her best friend, he was the only person that knew everything about her. She had a busy past few days, but he was still on her mind, as she served a customer buying an old AC/DC CD, she was just reminded of him because they were both Australian. She got his call while she was on her break but didn't hear it ring due to the idiot blasting out his terrible music in the break room, she noticed as she was finishing her break and was going to call him back, but was pushed back into working by the boss. That was one of her saddest moments, she sulked around the shop floor and when she finished work, she tried to phone him, but she had zero money on her cell phone, so she was back to being alone.
If it was up to her, she would have phoned him every day just to hear his voice, but she didn't want to seem needy. How weird would it be to have your best friend to phone you that much? It was just too much for one person to take, surely, especially with Harley and her bouncy happiness and always cheery voice. She would watch her phone, her instant messenger and everything, just to see his name and make herself smile. She wasn't depressed when he wasn't around her, but she always felt a little sadder when he wasn't there, she just felt that extra bit of loneliness when he wasn't there, even when she was surrounded by her awesome friends. With her lollipop in one hand and her camera now around her neck, she checked her pocket for her phone. She had to be such a fool and leave it behind didn't she? He could have been trying to phone her right now but she wouldn't know because it was in her dorm, currently ringing 'My Favourite Thing' by Silverchair, not that he knew that. She always did this to herself, she would question everything she had just done to make sure it was easier for Frederick to find her. Considering that, she was always here, so maybe if he wanted to talk to her, he would come here to see her.
Someone sat next to her, she knew exactly who it was as she could take in his scent, his warmth making a smile come to her face, but she wouldn't let him know that. She looked around and looked at him, jumping slightly as she played out she didn't expect to see him there, giggling lightly to play off her silliness. "And what's wrong with the colour red then?" she asked in all seriousness with a little smile on her lips, he wasn't to know the smile was for him and souly him. Sure, it was the best of conversation starters, but this was Harley he was talking to, she was entertained but the tiniest of things so that was perfect for this little crazy. A normal person, the smile would have happened and that would have been it, but when she was around Freddy, she smiled all the time, she couldn't stop herself because he just made her smile all the time, even when he just walked into her mind. She didn't know what it was, but there was just something about him, he was just there and he made her butterflies flutter and her knees go weak, luckily she was sitting down otherwise she was pretty likely to just sink into him, then blame it on her just being generally clumsy, she was good at that.
Looking up at him, she blinked as he spoke. "Why would I be mad at you?" she asked him curiously, she didn't understand where he was coming from. If there was one thing she couldn't feel for Freddy it would always be anger, there was just nothing to get angry about with him, she just loved him with every fibre of her body. Maybe he was talking about when he phoned her and she didn't pick up, or perhaps just the fact she hadn't spoken to him in a few days. "The phone call? Well, like, you phoned me and I didn't hear it and then I tried to call you back but I didn't have any money on my phone, and like, I don't have any money laying around at the moment. But I did ask your dorm mates if you were in that night and they said you weren't, so I was gonna come hunting for you today," she said, nodding and smiling. SHe did ramble in general, but when she was around Freddy, she seemed to ramble just that little bit more because she got a little too nervous! She did miss him and three days without her Freddy meant she would have to find him so she could have her daily dose.
The coffee date, she kind of forgot about that because in all honesty, she didn't know why he wanted to see her angry, but he did. She was a little bit worried that if he saw that he would change his opinion of her and maybe he would hang around less because of her crazy angry side. She rarely got angry, hell, she didn't even swear! "Still don't know why you want to see me angry, I mean, its like the worst thing to see of someone, surely?" she said to him a little seriously, looking up at him and wondering whether it was a weird ploy to just have something to laugh at her for. "I could, like, hurt you or something!" she said with a little concern, although in reality, she couldn't do a thing because she was tiny, especially compared to him! She still didn't really want to get angry in front of him, but then again, if he wanted to see her like that, she wouldn't deny him because she just loved him too much. Licking her lollipop a few times absently, she then grinned up at him, not noticing the now sticky patch on her nose.
--------------once upon a time there was a girl name HARLEY and she decided to go the NEW HAVEN GREEN and meet up with her dearest FREDERICK whom she was close to. rumor has it, it took her ONE THOUSAND, ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT words until she FINISHED what she had to say to him. she was wearing a typically cute OUTFIT that made her feel like herself. she didn't do everything alone, she has to thank JAMIE for the layout, BOWLING FOR SOUP for the lyrics from 'i gotchoo' and of course JAMIE for the graphics. to wrap it all up, all i have left to SAY is; oh, fun ^^.
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Post by frederick on Nov 20, 2009 6:21:12 GMT -5
Frederick was not sure he had accomplished the goal of scaring her. After two years, he knew the girl fairly well and to see her jump so precisely—yes, he had been watching that closely—told him that she had known he was sitting besides her. How did she always manage to ruin his surprises? Though, to be honest, it sent a thrill of absurd pleasure through him to discover that he could have this affect on her. He must have, or else she would not have been so at ease in her so-called fright. Sitting close to her, Frederick got a whiff of her feminine smell. Until now, he had not realized how much he missed it. Imagination could not come close to the real thing. Finally, she faced him with her own question and the boy smiled in return. With a flash of his hands, he signed the word “nothing” in response, knowing she would be able to understand. What with his younger sister being deaf, it was not uncommon for Frederick to sign things purely out of habit. Plus, he liked doing it and thought it added a bit of flare to his character.
He count not resist a smile as she immediately launched into a lengthy explanation of why she had not called him back the other night. She seemed so nervous, or anxious for him to believe her at least. He did, of course. Harley did not have a malicious bone in her body, and he doubted she would ever lie to him. Her blonde hair had fallen into her face and Frederick almost reached out to brush it back behind her ear. He restrained himself, however. There was no telling how she would react to such an intimate gesture; they had not done anything like it before. Why would he intentionally make things weird between them now, of all times? Keeping her as a friend was more important to him than taking such a foolish risk. Instead, he simply made it seem as if his chin had an itch as he smiled at her.
“It’s alright Harley, I believe you… Things happen,” he assured her. “Beyond our control,” he muttered, mostly to himself. Like what I feel for you. Frederick shook the thought from his head, knowing it would only bring back the familiar ache. It hurt to be this close to her and not be able to hold her as he wanted. If Frederick had only known she would not shrug off his advances… But the boy eventually stuffed his hands back into his jeans’ pockets, to make sure they kept to themselves as the conversation continued. “I got busy anyway… Y’know, schoolwork and stuff. Sorry I couldn’t make it to see you,” he lied. Hell, he had paced her hallway for half an hour before one of the other residents had poked their heads out to yell for him to quit the creaking sounds. After that, he had lost the nerve to knock and had ditched before she had the chance to know he was there.
Her concern for him was very endearing, though. Freddy’s mouth stretched into a wider grin as she questioned his motives and warned that he might end up injured. “You? Whose lighter than a pixie’s wing, hurt me?” He chuckled, teasing her lightly over the situation. Eventually, he nudged her playfully with his elbow and leaned close to whisper, “I hardly think you would raise your voice to a living creature, let alone your bestest mate in the world.” The Australian smirked in his confidence before straightening once more; too much close contact with the girl could fuck up his senses. He might end up doing something stupid, like clumsily try to plant a kiss on her cheek. Or worse yet, her lips. “But even with these horrible possibilities,” Frederick continued in a solemn voice, “you promised me a coffee date and I am prepared to take the risk that comes along with it."
Now, he noticed the huge lollipop in her hand , camera in the other. Frederick shook his head, watching as her tongue licked the candy. He shifted uncomfortably, dirty thoughts heading straight south. However, as she faced him, there was a bit of sticky residue left on her nose. He laughed despite himself, finding the moment charming and adorable all at once. “You got a bit on you, love. Right here,” he said, lifting a finger to poke her funnily in her nose. And, since she had it so tantalizingly close… Frederick leaned forward and randomly took a large bite out of her lollipop.
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Post by harley on Nov 20, 2009 19:25:00 GMT -5
THE COAST IS CLEAR, THE VIEW IS DISTORTED!lots to do and i'm always bored,
nothing in my wallet but i gotchoo.
It was a strange start to a conversation and it was certainly a strange end. Not because it was sign language, she was used to it now and pretty much understood it thanks to Frederick, she was sure he was the only one who could ever teach her, plus she wanted to know how to do it so she could impress him in a way, please him if you will and communicate with his sister and make him happy. She would really do anything for him but her mind told her not to unless she wanted a messy relationship on her hands. So yeah, weird conversation, ending with a reply that kind of had no response to it, like one of those bad instant messenger conversations where people say something and then turn dead silent to say nothing for ages. That never happened between these two, unless the silence was needed to take a breather from her rambling, or there needed to be a hug because one of them were feeling down, it was an understanding relationship, something she would die if she lost and thanked God that she had it every day, it was truly her blessing.
She was well known for her rambling and people always knew to take a back seat when she began to go on and on about pretty much nothing, but then again, it was cute to see the girl defend herself, people knew she wasn't lying because she just didn't lie, she couldn't, hell, she couldn't even swear! "Yeah, I guess," she said a little sullenly. If only the two of them knew they were talking about the exact same thing, but no, she would play it off as talking about work and such. "Aw no, its fine! I should-a just run out of work to find you," she said with one of her cute little giggles, imagining something out of an eighties comedy movie. "That's the only problem really, I mean, like, we don't seem to spend enough time together because the time we do have together passes by so quickly and then when we're apart it just drag because, let's face it, assignments and working are two of the most boring-est things ever invented by humanity," she said with a firm little nod. It was true when you thought about it, their time together flew by because they just had that much fun, what was in reality five or six hours could only feel like ten minutes, then at work, ten minutes would seem like an eternity. That's the way life went she assumed.
Hearing what he had said, the tiny girl huffed and pouted at him, but he wasn't wrong. The last person she had tried to beat up was her brother and she had literally bounced off of him and he wasn't even as big as Freddy! She stood in at only five foot and four inches and weighed next to nothing, well, you would too when your brothers ate your food before you could and now out of home she couldn't actually afford that much food. Even the nudge he gave the small girl shifted her along the bench, that's how tiny she was, and how much bigger Freddy was compared to her, as if she could hurt him. "I might not raise my voice, but I could bite you, and that hurts!" she exclaimed in defense, still trying to warn him off of the coffee date, she just didn't plan it would be that good as she was a little crazy with the coffee and putting him off was something she wanted to avoid at all costs, she loved him too much to lose him, even as a friend. "But fine, if you insist, we shall arrange it, but I will not be held responsible for what I do to you," she said, looking as if she was a parent warning her child against something. Her mind had reminded her of what she had said, realising that she could get away with anything now and pretty much blame it on the coffee, oh the possibilities!
Poking her nose, she felt a strange sensation run through her, almost a fuzzy feeling, well, she had just been poked in the nose by the one person she had ever felt she loved. She was distracted, trying to see the end of her nose and figure out what was there, pouting slightly and wrinkling her nose as she couldn't see it, about to ask him if he was messing around with her. That was when she saw it; he had taken a bite of her lollipop! Had it been anyone else, she would have told them off, being it was Freddy, that certainly wouldn't apply. She gasped mockingly, pouting as she looking at him. "How dare you?" she questioned, mocking that of a teacher telling off a student. "Now, that wasn't very nice, was it? I think you should say sorry and think of a way to make it up to me," she said, her mocking tone being cracked by the little grin that was forming and the giggle that she couldn't help but let out. The poor thing was even terrible at acting angry!
--------------once upon a time there was a girl name HARLEY and she decided to go the NEW HAVEN GREEN and meet up with her dearest FREDERICK whom she was close to. rumor has it, it took her EIGHT HUNDRED AND SEVENTY ONE words until she FINISHED what she had to say to him. she was wearing a typically cute OUTFIT that made her feel like herself. she didn't do everything alone, she has to thank JAMIE for the layout, BOWLING FOR SOUP for the lyrics from 'i gotchoo' and of course JAMIE for the graphics. to wrap it all up, all i have left to SAY is; d'aw.
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Post by frederick on Nov 27, 2009 17:44:04 GMT -5
Frederick listened as the small girl babbled on and on, which he did not mind so much. Harley was the type of girl who liked to talk and explain herself, and who was he to stop her? Besides, he rather liked hearing her voice and watching her face as it lit up in animation, speaking a hundred words a minute. He smiled despite himself, wanting to move closer to her and wrap an arm over her shoulders. But, it meant something different to him. Frederick was not certain that Harley would want him being so familiar, even though they had played like such for two years. It just seemed the longer that their relationship went on, the more awkward it became to behave so closely to her, as his attraction to her continued to build. He could not help but question his every move now, and whether or not it would offend her that he was acting so… boyfriend-y. If only he had the guts to ask her how she felt in return. But this was Harley; he was not about to risk their friendship for only the possibility of being together.
He laughed when she suddenly claimed she might bite him as her only defense. “What! You wouldn’t bite me now, would you? That’s just mean…” His bottom lip protruded in a sad pout not unlike the one she had just given him, only his eyes were bright. The thought brought to mind Harley’s lips against his skin, which caused him to shift uncomfortably upon the bench once more. The movement brought the two closer together, and rather than scoot back to his original position, he remained with his shoulder rubbing along hers. “You get mean, wench,” he muttered at her, smirking. “I can’t believe you’d turn to biting me just to show you aren’t so helpless. I like you having to depend on me… I’ll protect you.” Frederick smiled and dropped his head to her shoulder playfully. “But you’d think with so many brothers, you’d have a better mode of self-defense. Maybe I should take you kick-boxing sometime… Never know when you might need it.”
Unable to stop himself, he brushed a strand of blonde hair from her face and sought her eyes, thinking of what could happen to her. “I might not always be around to help you,” he murmured softly, though he had no intentions of leaving. The thought of someone taking advantage of her made her frown, and he almost told her he was not going to let that ever happen. But how could he promise that? They were spending less and less time together it seemed, and the last thing he wanted to do was force his presence on her more than she wanted it. His hand fell away, returning to his lap as he looked off into the distance now. This was too hard, just being her friend. He wanted to be so much more… Her false outrage at his having taken a bite of her lollipop brought him back to reality and he grinned in response. “Awh but Harls, it looked good and you didn’t even offer to share!” he attempted to guilt her with that same pout she was giving him. Make it up to her, though? Now that was a good idea.
Frederick jumped to his feet and stretched his long limbs before facing the tiny blonde. “Well, come along then. You’ve got a date to keep with me. I’ll buy your coffee and maybe… if you’re nice… I’ll get you another lollipop. Or a doughnut… Maybe both.” He seemed so indecisive, yes. But that was only because he wanted to buy her anything and everything, because she deserved it—at least in his eyes. That was all that mattered. The man held out both hands to her, so he might help her up from the seat. “I can’t wait to see you turn cougar, really. With red eyes and foam at the mouth and everything.” Frederick chuckled at the thought of this sweet little girl turning so demonic; he honestly could not see her becoming anything more than anxious. “I doubt you even have a temper, love. You’re too sweet, like that lollipop of yours. Which, might I add,” he said, wiggling his brows in a tease, “was very, very good.”
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Post by harley on Nov 29, 2009 10:40:58 GMT -5
THE COAST IS CLEAR, THE VIEW IS DISTORTED!lots to do and i'm always bored,
nothing in my wallet but i gotchoo.
There was a certain amount of adventure that bubbled within her when she was Frederick. It was almost like a game show, how close could she get to him without him asking 'are you trying it on with me?' and the answer was pretty close. One way, it was great because she could hug him, sit close to him, snuggle and take in his scent over and over again until it was imprinted on her memory and she could be happy with her life. Then there was the down side, she couldn't have him, he was unattainable. She could get as close to him as possible and she could be happy with him, but she couldn't kiss him, she couldn't phone him at four in the morning to tell him how much she truly loved him. Instead, she would phone him at eleven at night to ask him if she left her bag at his dorm room and hope that he would say yes, not just because she didn't want to go trekking around looking for it, but just so she could see him one last time before she finally closed her eyes and went to sleep.
A wave of shock took over her face with a little hint of defence, she didn't know what to say next. "Huh, but, like, bu...ehhh!" she voice, random noises typical to come out of Harley's mouth. If you knew Harley, you knew that was her usual response to anything she didn't know how to answer, her classmates loved her for it. They were closer and she loved the feeling, even if she was making a complete and utter fool of herself, then again, that's who she was and the main reason people loved her. "With so many brothers I never have a chance to protect myself!" she exclaimed, defending herself in her dependency on Frederick. It was half true as the other part of her just depended on him because she wanted to so she could always be around him. His head was on her shoulder and it just felt so good, so right, something she wished could just be apart of their relationship forever. "I can't kick box, I would end up hurting myself! I think I'll just stick to depending on you," she said with a little grin as she nudged him playfully.
The manic grin turned into sweet little smile as he pushed the hair away from her face. Just adding a word to his title for friend would have made the gesture something that would lead to a kiss, just one tiny word. The idea of losing him was something she hated and always thought of something else if it crept into her mind. "Don't say that, we'll always be together," she said with a little smile. She didn't want to lose him, she never wanted to lose him because that would just suck. It was time to sacrifice some things and spend more time with him, there was obviously something stopping these two from seeing each other and she knew it was to do with her two jobs and coursework. Quitting one of her jobs would mean walking everywhere and not eating as much, but she would do that just to see him more, to stay by his side and never let him think that they would be without each other. Or possibly that was fate, two best friends grow apart and her heart would stop aching as she found someone else to soothe it. Pfft, as if that would ever happen. The grin brought her back and she grinned right back automatically. "Oh, sorry!" she exclaimed, feeling a little bit bad now she hadn't offered him a taste.
Blinking she looked up at him, was this a good idea? Coffee really did make her a moody, angry monster, but then again, free lollipop and doughnuts was tempting her. "I will not be held responsible for what I do to you, just so you know," she said as sternly as a big softy could be. Taking his hands, she jumped to her feet, grinning. "I'm not sweet, I'm...I'm...deceiving!" she said with a firm nod, trying to persuade the one person who knew her better than anyone else in the whole world, that she was something she wasn't. To back that up, she punched him in the arm, of course not hard at all and followed by a little grin. "That's for taking a bite of the lollipop," she said, looking at the nearly finished sweet. "See, that was mean! Right?" she asked him, a little confused as to whether that was mean or not.
--------------once upon a time there was a girl name HARLEY and she decided to go the NEW HAVEN GREEN and meet up with her dearest FREDERICK whom she was close to. rumor has it, it took her SEVEN HUNDRED AND SEVENTY TWO words until she FINISHED what she had to say to him. she was wearing a typically cute OUTFIT that made her feel like herself. she didn't do everything alone, she has to thank JAMIE for the layout, BOWLING FOR SOUP for the lyrics from 'i gotchoo' and of course JAMIE for the graphics. to wrap it all up, all i have left to SAY is; she's actually a dork.
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