I'll take this Cali sunrise with me --- [O.P.E.N]

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[shadow=teal,left,300]"And please don't tell me that I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you" [/shadow]

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Sleep was out of the question, and pulling off an all nighter was the only answer. Lounging on his bed perfectly relaxed and not too mention bored out of his mind, Bentley sat there in his plain black hoodie, hands tucked into the huge middle pocket. Flat on his back, legs crossed as he blasted Refused on his ipod. His dorm was completely dark with a small tint of light illuminating from the little crack his shades made beyond the window. Slowly opening his yes, he hadn’t been asleep of course. Cocking his head back he stared at the red numbers on his alarm clock, which switched from 6:45 too 6:46. Tugging the ipod headphones out of his ears he wrapped it up around the ipod itself, and slid his feet into his new Nikes he bought on sale the other day. Snatching his cell and car keys up, Bentley snuck out of his dorm. This was total madness, usually he wouldn’t be up so bright and early, but when you chug down almost half a case of monster mixed with just a small bit of Tequilia, well there is no way in hell you’re falling asleep. Managing to get out the front door of the dorm area, he crossed over into the parking lot. Unlocking his car it roared into life. God bless automatic start. Ducking into the driver’s seat, Bentley got himself comfortable. Turning up the air condition, considering it was pretty humid out for the time of day it was, and the sun was rising pretty rapidly.

Screeching tires out on the road finally. Bentley sped down the road, not bothering with red lights or stop signs. Popping in a Nirvana CD he cranked it up too full volume on his vintage radio. He sped past Third Street, and came across the pier where he managed to find a parking space. Getting out of the car, he reached up too pull his hood off his head. His blonde locks danced in the steady, soft, morning breeze, with the sun rising even higher now; casting different shades of purple and pink orange-like colors on the horizon toward the east. Colors which Bentley couldn’t tell the differences from, thanks too the fact he was colored blind since birth. Unlacing his shoes and pulling off his black socks he walked out onto the cool sand. Later during the day the little particles would be scourging his feet once the sun reached its highest point in the sky. He wished he had his camera at this point too take it all in and keep it captured in that moment. He’d come too the beach many times since he moved to Santa Monica. It was relaxing. Walking closer to the water, Bentley sat just shy of the wet sand. Listening to the crash and pull of the waves, he looked out in the direction where the sun wasn’t in his peripheral vision. The water looking more of a tealy, sadden gray, then glistening, gorgeous ocean, clear blue.

He sat there enjoying himself, waving and watching as a few early birds like himself went jogging on the beach, or walked their dogs. Back in New York, Bentley rarely ever went to the beach. He spent most of his time shopping or walking around with friends and what not. Or his ex, but right now he couldn’t think of her. Her and what he had done. Bentley had blocked her clear out of his mind for the past few months since he moved too this amazing place. Closing his eyes and scrunching his toes up in the sand he sat there totally relaxed. He wasn’t putting much thought into anything at all besides his placid surroundings. Honestly, he didn’t even mind being alone at this moment. It was sure as hell better than being in his dorm, considering since of right now he didn’t have any roomies. Which had its up and down side. He wouldn’t mind company though. A friend or two, considering since school started he hadn’t really met anyone. Of course, he talked too people, it was hard for him not too, but everyone was still at the awkward beginning of school stage. Either way, it was Saturday morning and who would know what would happen this weekend. Bentley had some plans on going out tonight, just a little fun for himself and maybe something would turn up. Who knew, right?

Lying back, he put his hands behind his head staring up at the light sky. Making a pouty-ish face he grinned too himself. He didn’t give a damn if he got his clothing all sandy, he needed too take a shower to begin with, and after that he’d mostly like get some grub and head on back here.

Tagged: open!
Lyrics: Jamie All Over by Mayday Parade <3
Count: idk...i never know word count so deal with it.
Cmts: uhmm someone rp with me, yusss? : D

[shadow=teal,left,300]"If I roll over when it's over
I'll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories"[/shadow]

[eleanor sarah walker]

Sarah had had a long night. Nearly no sleep. It had been an eventful day filled with things like chores, homework, studying...What was she talking about? She never had to do chores. School this week was a piece of cake; not a piece of homework to be in sight. No tests either. What was weighing on her mind? She didn't really have a ton of friends, but those who were around her were just fine. Her parents were on business trips somewhere in the Bahamas, and she had nothing to take care of. She needed to figure this thing out. It was giving her cramps.

Deciding that it was time for a run, Sarah quickly changed into her trackpants, a tank top, and her tennis shoes, being careful to grab her iPod on the way out of her house. Looking at the time on her iTouch, she realized that it was about 6:30. No one but runners would be out this early. At least that's what she hoped. She took off her tank, revealing an electric blue sports bra, one of her latest finds. Sarah took off running, not even bothering with her normal start with a jog then warm up. No, there was too much on her mind. Or was it too little? Either way, nothing gets her out of a funk like running.

Cool air shot past her hot, almost perspiring body. The sun was beginning to rise, casting a cascade of colours over the sleeping city of angels. Pinks, yellows and golds shimmered off the near Pacific Ocean creating a picture that could never be capture by lens. Making a spur of the moment decision, she turned around and made her destination the Santa Monica Beach. This particular beach, in Sarah's opinion, was one of the prettiest. No matter what time of day you came there was nothing that couldn't be stared at with wonder and amazement.

As she neared the beach, nearly 3 miles away from her home, she saw a crouched, squished figure. He, or she, looked tiny, but that could have been just the way that person was lying. She slowed her run and came close to the figure but not too close as if to frighten him. She made herself known.
"Hi, I'm Sarah. What are you doing out here so early?" Was all that she could think of. What else do you say to a complete stranger?

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[annabel clarisse murphy]

ANNABEL CLARISSE MURPHY

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i'm tired of how you twist the truth you're not talking to the same girl that used to forgive you,

All night long, Anna had been restless. She hated the idea of sleep - too much time wasted - so she didn't like bedtime. Not at all. Just the idea of wasting your life away with your eyes closed gave her nightmares, as odd as that was. What was a life that wasn't lived? Certainly not a good one.

Plus, all night she had been shaking and shivering, but burning hot all at the same him. She had a fever, that she was almost sure of. Not that she really cared. Anna decided that a cool walk on the beach would help clear her head, so she threw on some denim shorts that were probably shorter then they should be, a bikini top and then a light sweater over it, left unzipped. She probably looked like a complete whore, but she had a fever. It was a good excuse. She looked good, anyways. Good enough.

Her hair was left in a loose ponytail, just whatever. All that Anna did was get changed before grabbing her keys and heading towards the beach. Deciding on picking up a Starbucks, she swung through the drive through and picked up a Raspberry Mocha. She sipped while she drove, still on the main path to the beach. Surprisingly enough, she was awake. Even feeling a little bit better. The headache she once had was dissipating, but the fever was definitely still there.

Finally arriving at the beach, Anna swiftly parked and got out of the car. Slipping out of her sandals, she made her way down the beach. She didn't see too many people, and hadn't checked the time before she left, but she was guessing it was early still. Shivering slightly from the breeze, Anna was happy to not be cooped up in her dorm room, her fever burning her from the inside out. The bug would be gone by the end of the day, and she didn't have any other symptoms. She wasn't contagious. She just had a fever.

Completely oblivious to everyone and everything else, Anna continued her walk along the beach. Finally getting to a place by the water that she liked, she broke out of her haze. Looking around her, she saw a girl and a guy, both probably around the same age that she was. From this distance, she couldn't tell who they were. But honestly, she was too lazy and exhausted to walk all the way over there to find out who they were. So she plopped down into the sand, and laid back. They could come to her if they wanted to. If they didn't come over here, then she would eventually just go over there. She just didn't have the will to right now. Silly things like fevers do that to you.

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