already gone ;;

[Keith Fletcher]

Keith found himself bored out of his mind today, though the reason he couldn't quite figure out. Tengo had been ridden, bathed, grazed, and even free jumped within the morning and afternoon hours. But now, since Keith had felt the need to allow the horse some time on his own, he was seriously starting to get bored. His thoughts began to wander as he stared at the open math book in front of him, frowning. He knew all of this already, which helped his problem in the least bit. Even if he didn't know it, this math would only keep him busy for ten, twenty minutes maybe. Then it would be back to daydreaming about nothing again, wishing he was somewhere else and had something to do.

Closing the book, which sounded rather loud to him, he stuffed it into his backpack and left his room without much thought. Of course he didn't know where he was going, and he knew that he'd get lost if he wasn't careful, but it wasn't like he had anything else to do. Maybe getting lost would actually be good for him. If nothing else it would waste at least a few hours of his time. After all, it was only about noon, and there was still a lot of daylight to waste. Keith thought about maybe going on a run or possibly to the pool, but he quickly declined the thought and took up walking in the direction away from the barn. Out of rumor if nothing else, he had heard there was a movie theater up here as well as a few fields. All he had with him was his cell phone and, as always, his wallet. Hopefully he wouldn't decide to do anything to exciting, because it wasn't like he had much with him.

Eventually he found himself at something that looked a bit like a park. Shrugging, he took a seat on one of the many benches and sighed deeply, pulling his beat up cell phone out of his pocket. Of course, Tengo had gotten a hold of it too many times, and Keith couldn't bother enough to replace it for some reason or another. Maybe it was the fact that he wasn't a very big fan of crowds or the fact that it had been through so much with him. But whatever it was, the feeling was still strong, and he had a feeling that unless someone forced him, he'd have this phone for a while.

A quick glance at the phone said it had only been about fourty-five minutes since he had left, leaving the time at around tweleve-fourty-five. If he walked back he would easily have wasted a chunk of time, but then he would be bored again. At the same time, he sure didn't feel like getting up and wandering around again. So he stayed put, pulling his legs up onto the bench and streaching them out so he pretty much took up the whole bench. But, with his slightly large frame, his feet hung off the edge slightly, cutting into his ankles. It was only slightly annoying and he voted not to change his position, because he had a feeling he would be here for a while.

Yawning slightly, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, wondering why no one else was around. It was a pretty sunny day, though rain clouds obviously weren't too far. Not that Keith cared: being struck by lightening would be interesting, after all. Maybe it wasn't what you could consider a safe adventure, but if nothing else, it was very much waste quite a lot of time. Smirking mildly at the thought, he opened his eyes and glanced around, his thoughts wondering, once again, to how weird it was to be alone around here.

Trying to keep himself busy with his thoughts, he began to think about everything that had happened here already. Tengo had freaked and bucked him off once on the trail, and he had met Carter. But besides that...Just now he was starting to discover how anti-social he was. That was, of course, just the way he rolled. Could your style of rolling be changed? He didn't think so. Still, there was always hope...For some people. Keith knew he was different on a lot of different levels. In fact, just thinking about that made him think of quite the cheesy joke his sister used to say. 'I'm hot in four different ways!' Yeah, no one knew what all the ways were, which is partly why it was so cheesy. Just thinking about his sister made him frown slightly, brushing his slightly long hair away from his eyes. His aunt just had problems, he told himself thoughtfully. But what if she didn't, and he really hadn't been taking care of the one family member he had left well enough?

Slightly depressed at the thought, he glanced around when he heard footsteps and was excited at the thought of another person. Maybe he really could change how social he was, that is, if the right person was approaching. For all he knew it could be an old guy, or someone wanting to murder him. But if he was lucky, not that he ever was, it might just be someone he could consider a friend later. Ha, what was he saying? He might as well just live in a corner for all the people he really came in contact with.

Shifting so he his legs were off the bench again, he gave up on considering the person approaching to be anyone he may want to consider a friend and pulled out his phone again. There was no new text messages his phone alerted him of, and while he was tempted to text his sister, he decided against it. After all, what if she decided that their aunt was right and he really was a terrible brother? This was all getting a bit to complicated for Keith's liking.

WORD COUNT ;; 1003
TAGGED ;; BRETT.
NOTES ;; YAYNESS.
COPYWRITE ;; I'LL JUST CUT TO THE POINT. STEAL THIS POST AND DIE. IT BELONGS TO COOKIE AT FOREVER AND ALWAYS. IF YOU STEAL ANYTHING ABOUT THIS, YOU WILL BE DISCOVERED BY MY EVIL FLYING FISH. YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. EVIL FLYING FISH. BE AFRAID. THE ONLY THING THAT I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR IS THE LYRICS, WHICH BELONG TO SUGARLAND - ALREADY GONE. BUT BESIDES THAT, I MADE THIS. KTHX.

[Brookelle Van Cordlandt]

B R E T T
this world will never be what i expected,
and if i don't belong, who would have guessed it

» EVEN THOUGH I FELT LIKE IT, I'M SURE I WASN'T THE ONLY person to have nothing to do today. Although, I wouldn't say I didn't have anything to do, because during my free time if I was in a situation like this I would always just go to the park and listen to my ipod, so I could think. I did that pretty often, come to think. It had its advantages, and it had its disadvantages. Advantages, I could get my mind off of some things and enjoy life in the present for once, instead of going back home or to my dorm where where was rarely anything to enjoy. For disadvantages, it only made me feel the urge to do drugs, and/or smoke again. I sighed, I hated thinking about it. I regretted doing it, and one thing most people didn't know or understand is that most three fourths of the time I did it was really because I was just addicted. Not because I was depressed and that was my only way out. Although, I wasn't completely guilty of that.

» BUT THIS WAS NICE, SINCE I WAS GETTING THE TIME TO clear some things that had been stuck in my head. The rumors spread like wildfire around here, which was suprising since it was summer now, and I was supposed to be free. I hadn't had too much drama go on in my life during the school year, but now that the summer came and I had more responabilities on my shoulders now... things were piling down hard.

» THE MOST RECENT ONE I HAD HEARD ABOUT WAS ONE THAT Cassie had told me about. She had never really been too good of friends with this Keith Fletcher guy, and she claimed she was positive she heard him make a smart-ass comment to a group of people saying something about me being a drug addict, and giving me shit for no reason. Normally I would let it slide, but I didn't even know this kid. Some ass was about to be kicked.

» I CONTINUED TO WALK ALONG, AMBROSIA BY ALESANA BLASTING THROUGH MY eardrums. There was a small breeze, which was nice during a summer day like this. I continued to stroll along, noticing someone up ahead. They looked kinda familiar, but I didn't pay attention to it at first, until I was only within a few feet of them.

» THIS KID DID LOOK SOMEWHAT FAMILIAR, AND SOMETHING ABOUT HIM gave me the wrong vibe. I thought hard for a moment, and it came to me. It was Keith Fletcher. The feeling of anger boiled in my veins now. I bit my lip, shutting off my ipod and stuffing it into my pocket before I stopped for a moment to have a "talk" with this guy.

» I CALMLY APPROACHED HIM, LIKE IT WAS NOTHING AND SEEMING TO BE at least friendly. "You're that Keith kid, right? I'm pretty sure I've seen you around school, and campus." My voice had a fishy kind of tone to it, that would definetly make him wonder, "what the hell?" But yet again, he would know exactly what I'm talking about, since he obviously knew me pretty well.


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W O R D S ;; 535
N O T E S ;; nosirr.
O U T F I T ;; click.
C O P Y R I G H T ;; The format for this post, along with creativity and detail and character belong to and are by Cassie at Forever && Always. Lyrics belong to Three Days Grace. If I see anything being used or stolen and claimed as their own without my permission you will wake up somewhere in Cuba in a banana box surrounded by monkeys. Got it?

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