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Post by manbearpig on Feb 7, 2010 3:43:07 GMT -5
I mean what can I say?• •Three babies in the back seat singing to you
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Mike had never felt so impatient before. Right now, he was staring at his Apple computer's screen harder than he stared at the television on a daily basis, which really said something right there. He tapped his fingers in a rythem on the table he was sitting at, waiting for a response from Ashley Avery, the only girl he'd been looking at for the past few weeks. His eyes lit up when his IM window flashed, his smile grew right after, typing a quick message then logging off and shutting the computer. He just worked out a hang out time with her, which would be right now. He didnt bother changing clothes or anything, but he did check the mirror to make sure he looked okay.
When he looked in the mirror it showed himself in a yellow hoodie, a black short sleeved shirt, baggy blue jeans and some checkered black & red vans for shoes. He messed up his hair a little, giving the 'bad' look. This was better. He walked out of his room and through the hallway, eventually out the door as well. He walked right past his car, Ashley lived literally a street away, driving would just be a pure waste of gas. Mike came upon her house, walking up the drive-way and onto the porch. He turned the knob and opened the door, peeking his head in and calling out, "Knock knock?"
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Word Count: 1
Notes: sorry for the wait<3
Tag: ASHLEY AVERY
Currently Listening To: well? whatcha playing?
Outfit: some clothes
Credits:
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lyrics by 3Oh!3
image by LITTLE WHITE LIE !?
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ashley shaine avery
the gods.[/font]
junior.[/sub]
[sub]never again; they gave us two shots to the back of the head. we're all dead now.[/sub]
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Post by ashley shaine avery on Feb 7, 2010 10:57:50 GMT -5
and still she finds that every time she runs
she leaves behind another piece of her
on every city street [/color][/font][/i]  [/center]
currently, ashley avery was talking to mike james, the person she was very interested in for some reason. their encounter was very random, but they instantly found common ground to talk about and their friendship was budding....and ashley was developing feelings for this boy. which was weird, seeing that the only other person she'd ever had a crush on was derek sanders, the lead singer from mayday parade. and that didn't count, seeing that it was a celebrity crush. she ran a hand through her hair as she read his latest Instant Message. 'when do you wanna hang out?
[/font]' she thought about the question for a second....when did she want to hang out? after a five second pause (to keep him anxious, tehe.) she finally typed out ' how about right now?[/font]' after a confirmatory okay from mike's end, ashley quickly signed out and practically lept off her bed. she shut the laptop and decided she needed to get changed now. after all that was settled, about two minutes later, ashley was dressed in some light wash skinny pants, a yellow mayday parade tee shirt and some mis-matched socks on her feet. (her socks never, ever matched because she'd given up on the whole 'hunting for a match' thing. nowadays, she just looked through her sock drawer and found two cute ones.) running a brush through her hair, she quickly put some heavy eyeliner around each eye to make her look more awake, not because she really cares about her appearance. to be honest, she just didn't want mike to see her in her teletubbies oversized shirt and boxer shorts. it was just easier on both ends. as she was capping the eyeliner, she heard the front door open and someone say, ' knock knock!' a smile pulled across her face. he was here. and normally, ashley wasn't excited about company--unless it was damien. ohfuck...damien. after their argument at the beach about whether or not he approved of ashley going out with mike, ashley was so confused as to whether or not he was mad or not. she pushed the thought out of her mind and left her room, practically running down the hall. she made it down the stairs and slid over to the front door in her socks, a large smile on her face. ' mikey!' she squealed, calling him some random nickname for the lack of something creative to say. she headed over to him to give him a quick hug in greeting. ' you got over here pretty quick,[/font]' she said once they separated. there was still a smile on her face. [/sub][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] words[/font] alot, i guess. tag[/font] mikey! <3 notes[/font] idk. i got a spark of muse. haha. outfit[/font] it's in the post XD muse[/font] meh, it's alright ;D credit[/font] lyrics; mayday parade, template; me, picture; someone on caution(iforget/:)[/sub] |
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Post by manbearpig on Feb 7, 2010 13:59:56 GMT -5
I mean what can I say?••Three babies in the back seat singing to you
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Mike hoped more than anything that Ashley would be the person to respond to him, he didn’t know who else was home or who might be. The only one he really knew was Ashley; the rest of the Avery clan was pretty much a mystery to him like most of Santa Monica. He opened the door wider and stepped inside, closing it behind him. He may not have known her family very well, but he and Ashley were just close enough that kind-of walking in would be acceptable. He looked around the house and rubbed the back of his neck, he wasn’t very familiar with the place so he chose not to move any closer until Ashley came out.
His already happy expression lit up even more when she came into sight, a smile on her face. Ashley herself made Mike’s insides feel all tingly, but her happy? It was like the tingling never stopped and at the same time was twice as strong. He took her in his arms into the greeting hug, chuckling at the nickname. He had a lot of nicknames; none of them were ‘cute’ though until now. “Ashy!”
[/color] That was as close as he could get for a ‘cute’ nickname, it even sounded weird coming out of his mouth. He pushed it off though, that didn’t matter. He raised a brow; it hadn’t really been that fast had it? He shrugged his shoulders while backing up some, giving her space. A grin grew on his face before he said, “Well, I’m like superman—he comes really fast when he’s wanted, right?”[/color] [/size] [/font] [/blockquote]
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Notes: i'll say.
Tag: ASHLEY AVERY
Currently Listening To: hearts burst into fire!? - bullet for my valentine
Outfit: some clothes hopefully?
Credits:
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lyrics by 3Oh!3
image by LITTLE WHITE LIE !?
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ashley shaine avery
the gods.[/font]
junior.[/sub]
[sub]never again; they gave us two shots to the back of the head. we're all dead now.[/sub]
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Post by ashley shaine avery on Feb 8, 2010 21:55:56 GMT -5
and still she finds that every time she runs
she leaves behind another piece of her
on every city street [/color][/font][/i] [/center]
ashley was very excited for some reason--she realized it was because she was in the presence of mike, and he was making her feel...dare she think it, giddy. whew. what? ashley was only giddy/hyper/crazy around damien...and he wasn't here right now. that must mean that she trusted him. alot. but there she was, talking about damien in her mind. this wasn't good--they were still in a fight! she couldn't be thinking of him right now--especially in front of mike. she let out a silent sigh, but realized that mike might have heard that.
ashley pushed away her brain and tried to focus on mike. mike mike mike. he was just so awesome, fun to talk to...and hot. yes, hot. hot hot hot. ashley was hyper for some reason. hyper hyper hyper. she attempted to control herself, but that was like ashley trying to be normal. it just didn't happen.
after their little hug, ashley raised an eyebrow. 'ashy?' she asked with a smile. that was a new one. but whatever, it was sort of cute. she busied herself with getting her shoes on, not wanting to spend any more time at her house. 'haha, right,
[/font]' ashley said jokingly. ' i say we go somewhere. it'll be fuuuuun![/font]' but it was really up to mike if he wanted to go somewhere or not, she didn't mind. [/sub][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] words[/font] hahahah fail. tag[/font] mikey! <3 notes[/font] and the muse is gone. outfit[/font] it's in the post XD muse[/font] meh, it's alright ;D credit[/font] lyrics; mayday parade, template; me, picture; someone on caution(iforget/:)[/sub] |
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Post by manbearpig on Feb 16, 2010 0:04:04 GMT -5
 Let’s put it this way- Damien to Mike, didn’t seem like too much of a threat… yet, he did at the same time. He had known Ashley for just so, so, so long, while Mike had only known her since this September. What did Mike have as an advantage though? Good looks, yeah, being funny, being a rebel, and… oh yeah, one of the best there was. Being a musician. He tried not to be like, staring at her while she was putting her shoes on, deciding on looking out the window for the moment. He was thinking about what he wanted to do, when he paused and wondered, wasn’t he supposed to be the one taking his shoes off, not her putting hers on?
He raised an eyebrow at her right back, a grin plastered on his face. He shrugged and opened the door again, ”Alright, sounds like a plan.” He said, looking out there and around the general area. He saw houses, trees, cars, a lot of things. He didn’t like looking at those things as much as he did at Ashley, so his gazing around the area came to a stop when he fixated it on her. ”I hope you have an idea on where to go though.” |
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ashley shaine avery
the gods.[/font]
junior.[/sub]
[sub]never again; they gave us two shots to the back of the head. we're all dead now.[/sub]
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Post by ashley shaine avery on Feb 16, 2010 0:15:53 GMT -5
and still she finds that every time she runs
she leaves behind another piece of her
on every city street [/color][/font][/i] [/center]
there was a bit of a pause in conversation as ashley got her shoes on, but there wasn't anything awkward about it. once she was satisfied, she stood up, being the first to go out of the house. shutting the door behind her, she led the way down the path. "hmm...right...where to go..." she bit her lip and looked around the suburban street, identical houses in a row, the trees scattered.
"how about we just...walk. see where that takes us?" she suggested, shrugging her shoulders. the idea to get out of the house was what she wanted to do...but...now she couldn't think of what to do out of the house. if mike agreed to that, they would just aimlessly walk. and when you did that, your legs tended to just get a mind of their own and take you to wherever your subconscious wanted you to go. maybe ashley's inner self would want to go to the pier, or something. this was utter nonsense ashley babble.
she looked back to see what mike thought, rocking back and forth on her feet aimlessly, not knowing what else to do. la, la, la.
[/font] hahahah fail. tag[/font] mikey! <3 notes[/font] and the muse is gone. outfit[/font] it's in the post XD muse[/font] meh, it's alright ;D credit[/font] lyrics; mayday parade, template; me, picture; someone on caution(iforget/:)[/sub] |
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