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Post by holly-lynn moore on Mar 26, 2009 7:34:19 GMT -5
I hang out and hold on
And count the days till I come home
I can't brave this all alone -------
Holly hadn't had Mexican food in forever! Literally...it had been at least a month! Which felt like forever in the little world in Holly's head..the little world full of sunshine and butterflies. Of course no such world could ever exist anywhere but her head...and in reality her little world wasn't all that happy...she just acted happy all.the.time. Even when she was just thinking. She had learned at a young age that people got sad if you were sad, and so instead of bringing the whole world down when she was sad she kept it in her head...unless you were one of the few people she could actually talk to about her feelings...but mostly she bottled it up.
She walked into the place, her arms swinging, and her face wearing it's bright smile that it wore almost all the time. The smile that annoyed so many people. Not that it wasn't a pretty smile - it was. Most just considered it a bit over used...and she had to admit that her cheeks sometimes hurt from smiling. Even if she wouldn't admit it to anyone but herself.
She looked around the place, then skipped over to a table and sat down. Or maybe bounced would be a more appropriate word...either way she did something that couldn't really be described as a walk. She didn't really know what she was going to get...did hispanic places have coffee? She hoped so! She couldn't just eat without drinking coffee, oh no, that would be a crime. Plus she'd only had three cups that morning! And it was about noonish...wasn't it? She pulled out her cell phone and looked at it...yup, noon.
As a waiter walked over to her and placed a menu in front of her, she beamed her smile at the waiter. "Hey, do you guys have coffe? because I'd really go for some coffee. I just love coffee. I should have gotten some before I came here...just in case. But do you have any?" And she said that all in one breath.
The waiter just looked at her as though she was insane (which she kind of was), and replied in a bored way "yes, we have coffee". Holly's smile widened. She was getting coffee! "Great, I'll have some black coffee to drink." She loved her coffee black..she'd been drinking it like that since she was, like, ten. Everyone said it was no wonder she wasn't soo much shorter! Not that she was very tall...
She opened the menu and began looking through it...before getting bored after a second, and looking around for someone to bother...I mean to talk to. Maybe someone could tell her what to order! She hated making up her own mind.
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notes; this is kinda short >.< but I'm sorta low on starter muse.
tags; open
lyrics; quarantine my heart - power space
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Post by rowan reed on Mar 26, 2009 11:57:10 GMT -5
 IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
AND ITS KILLING ME TO BE SO FAR AWAY
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/FONT][/CENTER] the city. pomona was one big one. holey crap. sure, houston was big. but rowan was nowhere near used to the unfamilarity of this place. rowan was used to knowing where he was going at all times. but now he was in a band. this was going to be impossible. otherwise, well he'd have to know all of america like the back of his hand. that ... well that was just impossible. but anyway, to summerise. california was one big place and little rowan couldn't remember his way around.
the street was quite claustrophobic. tall flats on either side of the five foot nine figure of 'Keep It Carolines' heartthrob/guitar player. his bright, electric blue polo clung perfectly to his chest and sides. his bottom half was covered by ripped, denim jeans. not his usual type of jeans. he prefered his skinnys afterall, but still, they were comfortable. and that's really all rowan needed out of an outfit. his size nine feet were sheilded from the ground by his favourite 'vans' sneakers. and a pair of large sunnies covered his eyes. yes, it was getting dark, but this dude sure don't take that as an excuse not to wear sunnies. he had all the shizz with him, like his ipod and the such. but they were all safely in his back pocket, only the smell of his new, designer parfume filled the air.
he turned a nearby corner. most of the hope of new scenery had left him about six corners previously, but to his suprise. his wish was granted this time. a small smile leaked across his thin lips. rowan was now stood on the edge of what seemed like a row of shops. well, he saw a resturaunt. a mexican by the looks of it. well, mostly the smell of it. the smell of spices. oh how, rowan loved the smell of spices. many-a-day would his mother cook him peri-peri chicken and the sort. he was automatically lured into the resteraunt in front of him.
he pushed open the door and stepped through the threshold, sending a gale of fresh, cold air into the warm eating area. the smell was even more luring as soon as the door was shut behind him. he pulled off his glasses in one swift movement and gazed around quickly, scanning for a table. no luck. oh well, he would have to book and come back another night. but just as he was turning to leave, peroxide blond hair took his eye. he moved all of him concentration towards the figure and ... it was holly. HOLLY! sure, rowan loved holly a bunch. though she was slightly obsessive at times. he smiled and took a brisk walk over and said in a smooth voice are you ready to order miss?
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tagged: holly-lynn / ELIZABETH
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Post by holly-lynn moore on Mar 26, 2009 12:14:38 GMT -5
I hang out and hold on
And count the days till I come home
I can't brave this all alone -------
Holly turned her head, hearing a voice ask if she was ready to order, expecting it to be a waiter, or something. When she saw who it really was she blinked, and then a smile overtook her face. "Rowan!" She pretty much shouted, jumping out of her seat. Holly loved Rowan! He was so much fun to talk to, even if he sometimes reminded her just a little bit of her brother...then again, she did love her brother oodles, so it wasn't really a bad thing. She wrapped her arms around him for a friendly hug, which was her preferred way of greeting...either that or a kiss on the cheek, but she decided to go with a hug on this particular occasion.
"Sit with me!" She said, in her overly loud and slightly childish voice. Her voice always sounded like it belonged with blonde hair and bubble gum...but then again, most of Holly did. Many would say she acted like a child...and maybe she did, but not all the time. She knew how to be serious...somewhat. She grabbed his hand, and directed him towards the seat across from the one she had been sitting in. That was one of the many things that got on peoples nerves about Holly; she touched everyone and everything, and never waited for permission.
"I haven't seen you in ages!" She said, walking over to her own seat and sitting down. Of course ages was more like days, but she was Holly. Days was just too much for her. It was actually surprising that she hadn't taken to stalking the poor guy...not that she'd ever really stalked someone, but she saw nothing wrong with calling her friends five times in one hour if they didn't pick up their phone. Some might consider that stalking...Holly considered it being a good friend. What if something was wrong with them, and that's why they weren't answering?! Although in reality when she did that it was mostly because she was bored...and lonely...and wanted someone to talk to.
"So, how are you?" She asked, smiling a little bit as a waiter walked over and set her coffee down. "oooh...my coffee is here..." She said, picking it up and trying to take a drink...but the minute it hit her lips she knew it was too hot. "Ow." She said, pouting and putting it down. "I'll let that cool off." One of her giggles escaped her mouth, and she looked up from her coffee to Rowan, waiting for an answer.
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tags; rowan
lyrics; quarantine my heart - power space
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Post by rowan reed on Mar 26, 2009 12:35:09 GMT -5
IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
AND ITS KILLING ME TO BE SO FAR AWAY
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/FONT][/CENTER] the blond head in front of him turned quickly. he could tell by the look on her face she was expecting a waiter. but her expression changed, so suddenly when she was rowan in front of her. now he knew what holly was like. so the whole 'shouting' thing he was used to. the the jumping out of her chair, well, that was a completely new one. he grinned at her and felt himself being pulled into a tight hug. whoa, holly's hugs equaled uber cool. though sometimes not in the middle of a mexican resteraunt. but, rowan being rowan let it slide. he was one laid back kiddo.
the invitation to sit with holly came as no suprise. he had been expecting it. even if she didn't ask, he would've. and they would have ended up sitting together anyway. somehow. rowan suddenly noticed he had let her talk and hadn't spoekn a word himself. he finally spoke in a calm voice. it seemed the only way he would be able to influence this kid. in time of course. sure i'll sit with you. i was thinking of sneaking off when i saw you at first. he smirked in a joking way. hopfully her childish humor would understand. he felt a warm hand slip into his and he raised his eyebrows slightly. rowan was never a 'toucher'. but her could bare it. just because it was holly. he'd do a hell of a lot for her.
"i haven't seen you in ages" came holly's voice across the table. he didn't answer at first. he simply lowered himself slowly into the chair opposite her on the table and tucked himself under neatly. rowan then raised his eyes to hers and said ages being... what? fourty-eight hours he laughed. he'd only seen her in her caravan two days ago. but rowan understood her. in fact. two days without holly did seem ages. you just, got so used to her being there and hugging you and the hyperactivity of the whole day.
a question on how he was. well, that was considerate coming from holly. pretty fucking good right now. though i did get lost in an alley about ten minites ago. that sucked. he said and was cut off by an oncoming waiter. he set down a coffee in front of holly. hang on. a coffee, in a mexican resteraunt. "anything for you sir." he asked rowan. holly are you sure thats all you want? dont you want food? i'll buy it." he asked her then turned to the waiter. glass of red wine please. yes, it was posh. but rowan liked his luxeries. he watched the waiters retreating back, fetching the wine. then waited for holly's answer on the food front.
as she picked up the coffee, rowan new, even before it touched her lips, that it was slightly too warm for her. the excessive amount of steam told him that. but rowans lips were wayyy to slow for holly's sharp movements. a small sigh escaped his lips. though a giggle escaped hers. her giggle. holly's little giggle. how he loved that laugh.
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notes: hope this is okay me just joining like this. :\
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credit: mrs. jones @ caution 2.0
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Post by holly-lynn moore on Mar 26, 2009 13:03:13 GMT -5
I hang out and hold on
And count the days till I come home
I can't brave this all alone -------
Despite her many faults having a sense of humor was one of the good things about her. So when Rowan said he was thinking of sneaking off she understood that he was joking...or, well, she hoped that he was joking. He sounded like he was joking, so she just assumed he was, and laughed just in case. She wasn't really one to just politely smile at such things, oh no, she was a laugh-er...or if she did only smile it wasn't exactly a polite thing. It was more of a full blown teeth baring smile, as where all her smiles. She never really half assed it when it came to showing her happiness. Probably because she wanted everyone on earth to be just as happy as she was...
'ages being... what? fourty-eight hours'. She thought about that for a second, before nodding. Yep, it had only been about forty eight hours...it just felt like more. Time could be a tricky little bastard. He liked to make thing woosh by, and then go slowly, and sometimes he liked to make you sleep in because you had a hangover...and on those days you usually missed half the day. Not that Holly slept in too often...she was usually up by five in the morning, smiling and ready to go, even if she did have a hang over. "Yep, about forty-eight hours." She said, simply. "But it feels like ages. I thought it had been like weeks, but then I thought about it and the little person in my head like 'nope, sorry Hol, it's only been two days'...not that I really have a little person in my head. Although that would be pretty damn cool, you have to admit. I think I would be considered completely insane, if I did though." She somehow managed to say that whole little ramble in one solid breath, so by the time she was done she had to take a deep breath. Even Holly had limits as to how much she could talk without breathing.
'holly are you sure thats all you want? dont you want food? i'll buy it.' she heard him say...which kind of made the blonde giggle. He really did remind her so much of Luke sometimes. It was nice, as she kind of missed Luke...and Holly did need a friend like him to do what Luke had always had to do...which was pretty much take care of her. Make sure she remembered to eat, and remind her about practices...of course she had a nifty thing on her cell phone to remind her of practices. That and her manager knew how flighty she could be, so he helped out. "I'm not really hungry right yet...but if I get hungry you can buy me something." The girl promised, smiling an encouraging smile. "I'll probably get hungry soon." She said, bending over to blow on her coffee. The only bad thing about coffee was how hot it got...but that could be a good thing on cold winter nights. Holly kind of missed back home, when she could sit in front of her wood stove and watch the snow fall from out the big windows...not that there would be any snow falling in New York, it was, after all, June.
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tags; rowan
lyrics; quarantine my heart - power space
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Post by rowan reed on Mar 26, 2009 13:50:27 GMT -5
IF I TOLD YOU THAT I REALIZED
YOURE ALL I'VE EVER WANTED
AND ITS KILLING ME TO BE SO FAR AWAY
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/FONT][/CENTER] rowan laughed openly as she took a small moment to think how long they had been apart. holly always made him feel wanted. that probably why he liked her so much. but the true cause was unknown. he didn't really know. to any normal person, she would be annoying, a downright annoying little child. but oh no, not to rowan. they had both gotton along as soon as they saw each other. of course, though he couldnt remember fully, it was holly who made the move to talk. rowan could be a bit shy when meeting new people. he smiled encouragingly when she confirmed the hours verbally. he was correct. as always, when it came to numbers. but no one, even holly knew that rowan was one hell of a maths geek. he didn't tell anyone that. social suicide.
suddenly holly's ranting began. totally catching rowan off-guard he looked at her like she was some sort of psycho. which wasnt really that far off the truth. you could tell she was a singer. rowan couldn't talk and keep his breath for as long as she did. god, she could talk for america. but thats one for thing you gotta love about holly. he rearraged his expression into amusment as she began to end then she said im quite glad you dont have a little person inside your head holly. he waited for a reaction before continuing with otherwise, id have you carted off to the mad house. he winked at her and ran one of his hand through his fringe to keep it out of his eyes.
rowan was quite confused over he little giggle when he offored her food. he often wondered what was going on inside that overflowing brain of ideas. sometimes he wished his could read her mind. was it even over-flowing? or was it empty as most people would think. he guessed no one would ever know. finally, she declined his offer. he took it graciously. just as any gentleman should. he simply nodded. and waited for his wine to come. no sooner had he thought about it, had it come. he thanked the waiter mutedly and swirled it around his crystal glass before taking a small sip. god, rowan loved his wine. he grabbed a bearby menu scanning it for any good meals that were avalible. he didn't start a convosation with holly as he knew she would do it for him.
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notes: hope this is okay me just joining like this. :\
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Post by holly-lynn moore on Mar 26, 2009 14:30:18 GMT -5
I hang out and hold on
And count the days till I come home
I can't brave this all alone -------
im quite glad you dont have a little person inside your head holly. Holly was glad she didn't either...otherwise she would always be talking to the little person. Probably out loud. She talked to herself enough as it was! Adding that she actually had someone to talk to up there in her head would just make it even odder. "I'm glad to. I'd rather not be carted off to the mad house." She said, giggling. The idea certainly did not sound appealing. And she really wasn't crazy...well, not in the insane sense. In the sense that she was a bit odd, an definitely acted crazy, then yeah. But she didn't have any actual mental issues...not really.
And her head really wasn't as empty as some thought it was...it truly was usually over flowing with thought. She over thought everything...well, most everything. she never really thought much before she spoke, but after she spoke she always thought about what she had said. Weather it was because she'd said something stupid, and hadn't realized how stupid it was until after, or because she'd said something to hurt someone's feelings, without meaning it. Both happened quite often. She tried to think before she spoke, she truly did...it just didn't usually happen.
Not being one to like silences, even if they weren't awkward, which ones with Rowan usually weren't, she racked her brain quickly for something to say. Once she came up with something, she blurted it out...as usual. Luckily what popped into her head wasn't embarrassing in the least, or rude, or anything like that. "So, besides getting lost, how are you liking Pomona?" She asked, blowing on her coffee once more before picking it up and taking a sip. It was still al ittle hot, but not hot enough to burn her again. "I, personally, can't wait until we go up to New York. I miss New York, and this place is kinda dull. But whatever, I don't make the rules." If she did make the rules they would have started out in New York...but she didn't, and so she kind of had to deal. Not that she minded all that much...she was just getting bored. And restless. When she got bored and restless she tended to do stupid things.
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tags; rowan
lyrics; quarantine my heart - power space
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