THE KIDS AREN'T ALRIGHT. (cameron)

[EASY LAYNE BAKER]

Easy’s fingers drummed on the art table as he listened to his ipod. He was supposed to be drawing something inspirational, whatever that meant. But instead he was jamming out to some old school 80s glam rock, his eyes closed and his fingers just going a long with the beat. The boy was never good at drawing. Hell, he could hardly draw a stick figure, let alone something that inspired him. Really, what inspired him was not appropriate to be drawn, but that never really stopped him before. Once the drum solo was over he opened his dark eyes back up and stared at the blank paper, letting out a sigh. It was then that he leaned back and looked at the ceiling like maybe, if he stared hard enough then he would get something inspiring to draw about. He could draw food. Food was pretty inspiring, and he loved the way Mexican food tasted. But music was pretty inspiring too. So instead of drawing the ultimate Mexican buffet he decided to just draw the little character that was on the Iron Maiden covers. That was good enough for him.

A half hour later the bell went off, signaling time for his free hour. Usually he would have gone to the library to get homework done but it was absolutely gorgeous out right now, so why not go hang out outside. Of course, that was probably a privilege for seniors instead of juniors like himself, but hey he could pretend. He quickly went to his locker before putting in the combination. It was really easy, the fact that it was just 10, 01 and 11. He was not sure why he lucked out like he did but whatever. Then he bit down on his bottom lip and shifted his weight to one foot as he tried to remember the homework that he had to do. There was definitely math, and possibly some history that he had to do. He was not sure if he had history or not. So he shoved it in his book bag just incase He also grabbed his science book and figured that was enough for the forty five or so minutes that he had free time. It would be mighty nice if he finished it all today, but he would not hold his breath.

It was really bright outside. The boy used his hand to shield his eyes as he walked over towards an empty bench and sat his book bag on it. He then sat is butt down on the cement. There were no tables out here, but he would be okay if he used the chair as a desk or something. He then dumped the contest of his book bag onto the chair and grabbed his math book, wanting to get that done and out of the way. math was definitely one of the worse subjects known to man, and if he could quickly get it out of the way then things would be okay. so he stuck his headphones in his ears and started to get to work.

WORDS! enough
STATUS! complete.
TAGS! cameron :D
NOTES! sorry it's short and shitty D:
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[CAMERON ROSALIE SHARPP]

When her almost black coloured eyes opened, she was nose to nose with white. Soothing music of harps was in her ears. She jumped backwards, knocking her chair over in the process, yelling something that sounded like, "WHY AM I IN HEAVEN?" She whipped her head around, wildly looking around for fluffy clouds and angels playing harps. Instead, she saw grinning juniors and a stern looking art teacher. And she still heard those damn harps...

Oops. Earphones.

The pink haired girl ripped them out of her ears hastily, chewing on her lip as the teacher began a rant on her inappropriate behaviour. She then proceeded to ask what on earth she was doing to think that she had landed herself in heaven, as she'd leaped up screaming.

"Uhm," she began, and the words leapt out of her small pink mouth before she could stop them: "I was sleeping and I heard harps and I seen white 'cause I woke up." She burbled quickly. Instantly, there was, along with her brain, facepalming from other members of the class. She knew why. Honesty was definitely not the best policy, especially the way the teacher was glaring at her.

“Just sit down and draw something inspirational, and see me at the end of the lesson. Sleeping in class is not acceptable, Cameron Sharpp.”

The time remaning zoomed by, and there was soon only a half minute until the bell rang. Cameron didn't want to get her punishment. She hadn't intended to fall asleep. It was because of the music. And she couldn't remember putting the damned soothing song on her i-pod in the first place. Someone had set her up! Another conspiracy against her, her idiotic mind said.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the scuffling of chairs. In a few short seconds, the classroom was pretty much empty, except for the pink haired girl who sat, fiddling with her trousers.

She was kept in for a longer time than she had suspected. She was made to write out lines, things outlining the fact she shouldn't, and wouldn't, ever fall asleep in class again, and that she wouldn't disrupt it. When, finally, she was let out after what seemed like a year, she was not hungry. Friends had not waited for her, and Cammie didn't blame them. But now she was left with two choices. Find them to hang around with, or find someone else.

Her friends could be anywhere. She decided to find someone new for that day. She decided to finish off her English report while she was at it. And this time she wouldn't doodle love hearts in the margin.

Beginning to walk around the grounds, she was relieved to find someone - a friend - in her class, and, even better, doing homework. Easy Baker was easy for Cameron to get along with. She had, in fact, dated him in the past. Now, she smiled, and climbed over the bench he was leaning on and nudged him, signalling for him to take the earphones out of his ears.



“Hiii, Easy,”

[/b] She grinned, “Can I sit here with you? My friends are away … somewhere, and I need to finish this report, and you're awesome. So... Yeah.” She smiled happily, awaiting a reply. She didn't expect him to sat no, however, she knew some people wanted space.
"this is someone else talking"
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tagged for EASY with --- words. i am wearing this and listening to FACE DOWN-RJA

here we goooo!<3

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steal this and ill blast your ears with highly addictive jpop!

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[EASY LAYNE BAKER]

This homework thing was going quite alright if he did say so himself. So far he was getting a lot done and now he was working on his history homework. He was so in tune with his work that he did not even notice people walking by him, giving him odd looks as he hummed the songs that came up on shuffle. But honestly he did not care, he had a lot to do and if that meant being stared at like a freak then so be it. His brain started to wander onto other things though, like how Hollis was doing and what class she was in. He had never really made it a personal effort to figure out her class schedule, which she would probably flip about because it was Hollis, and she got a little crazy sometimes. That was probably why he liked her so much, she was wild and unpredictable. And that was just pretty awesome.

Suddenly someone was nudging him, causing him to leave his thoughts and break his concentration. He was about to give that person a tern talking to and he even started to think out his speech as he took out the red headphones but instantly stopped when he saw that Cameron was standing there, asking him if she could join him. He moved his stuff over and grinned at the girl before nodding. “Of course! Sit and make yourself as comfortable as possible.

[/color]” he said, still grinning at her. He liked Cameron, she was funny and easy to talk to, and that’s probably why he dated her before. But they had just decided might as well stay friends, seeing as it was easier for both of them. And that decision had made Hollis pretty happy.

Easy closed his history book and stuck his papers inside, figuring that he could easily do his homework later or even at home, whichever one worked for him. Then he turned off his iPod and rolled up the headphones, making sure that he would not get distracted buy it. That would have been very bad. Then the boy had turned his full attention to the pink haired girl.

“So, what brings you out here?[/color]” He asked after he got up from the dirty ground and brushed off his jeans and his shirt. Then he sat down on the bench and tried to make himself comfortable, which was kind of hard considering how hard the bench itself was. But suddenly this thoughts filled to how nice it was going to be in a few months when summer finally came around. Usually that meant beach party after beach party and pool party after pool party. And then Easy would be a Senior and it was pretty much smooth sailing form here. He got really excited just then, and a smile had spread across his pierced lips.

He turned towards her once again. “Excited for summer?[/color]” he asked, hoping that him spewing a couple questions at her would not make her feel uncomfortable. That was definitely not his style and he definitely wanted her to feel as comfortable as possible. But he was also a little curious about a lot of stuff as well. He could not help it, it was just who he was. And when people always quoted the ‘curiosity killed the cat’ quote he wanted to shove that cat down their throats. He knew, no one had to tell him a hundred times thank you very much.

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WORDS! enough
STATUS! complete.
TAGS! cameron :D
NOTES! meh, could be better.
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers
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