Four years you think for sure
That’s all you've got to endure
All the total dicks
All the stuck up chicks
So superficial, so immature
Then when you GrAdUaTe
You take a look around and you say HEY WAIT!
This is the .s a m e. as where I just came from
I thought it was over
Aw that’s just great...
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #15 on Apr 23, 2007, 7:26pm »
As the words sank into her mind, she couldn't help but giggle. It seemed like he hadn't meant to say what he did, but he already said them. Maybe this didn't make sense, but to Andrea, it did. Then in her mind, she realized what she just did, she giggled. Oh, how she hated that giggle. It was just as dorky as herself. She cursed herself in her mind and noted herself not to do it again. Pushing those thoughts aside, she said," It's okay. I know what you mean." Then, she she saw him aiming for her hand. It was almost too quick to stop it, but it was okay with her. She knew what he was going to do and she trusted him. "Not at all," she said with another smile.
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #16 on Apr 24, 2007, 5:43pm »
However silly the laugh sounded, it was pleasant in Constantine's ears. It didn't really make sense: how could a girl's giggle, and gritty, pound-you-in-the-face metal both give him that content feeling? That hint-of-a-smile sparked again, the very edge of his mouth barely veering upward. Silent, he lifted her hand with ease, his skin tingling faintly at the touch. Clasping his fingers around hers, the palm of her hand resting on the knee of his bent, right leg, it didn't once occur to him how strange the situation must look from another's perspective. He hadn't considered that this might give her high hopes or expectations either; he wasn't very good with the whole guy-girl-relationship thing. Something in her personality had automatically triggered in his brain; if he ever chose to reveal such an emotion was a whole 'nother conflict. "How long have you been around here?" the next question arrived. He bit the lip ring in concentration; the angle at which his neck was contorted caused his hair to fall straight across the upper half of his face. The sleek ink lines flew across her pale skin, quickly forming something complex and intriguing.
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #17 on Apr 24, 2007, 11:00pm »
Andrea stared at him with ease. There was just something about him, that...that kept her interested in him. As the seconds pass by, Andrea would find herself trying to think about what was so special about this one boy. She had obviously never met someone like him. Once again, she stared at him, watching him move his pen around, making abstract shapes on her hand. He truly was an artist, and something like this was inspiration for Andrea. "I've been here for quite some time now. I practically grew up here," he said, still watching him closely.
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #18 on Apr 25, 2007, 5:29pm »
"Groovy." And off catapulted another word of his odd vocabulary. He licked his lips before continuing, "Yeah, I've been stuck in this hell house for about a year now. Damn, I miss Ireland." The last comment was spoken beneath his breath, but loud enough for Andrea to comprehend it. No matter how often he was rebuked for cursing, it always just happened; he generally refrained from cussing around strangers, as people were so assumptuous those days, but he didn't even notice now. His eyes flickered upward as he realized she was probably dumbfounded in confusion, "That's where I'm from: Ireland. And no disrespect, but America is way overrated; everyone's so apathetic, ignorant, and superficial." His opinion began to unfold, contempt dripping from his accented voice. All the while, he had been working up her arm, and now he straightened his back. With a weak smile, he scanned her face to see her reaction as she analyzed the exact replica of a Les Paul guitar with lined shading. "Finished."
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #19 on Apr 25, 2007, 5:52pm »
Andrea nodded in agreement. Even though she lived in America her whole life, she had to agree. America was way too overrated. "It's okay. I know how you feel. I have to agree with you on that. America is overrated and your lucky you grew up in Ireland. It must have been nice there," she said to him. As soon as he finished, Andrea was in awe. He was able to draw an exact replica of Les Paul's guitar. "Wow. This is really good," she said. He sure had a way of making art more soulful and abstract.
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #20 on Apr 29, 2007, 6:12pm »
"It was great," sounded the soft response, that far-off expression of nostalgia fogging his attention. A flood of memories brimmed his senses: the smells, landscape, people...he had prevailed in keeping them all at bay until now, though he never would have openly admitted it. "Oh. Yeah. Thanks," he smiled, distracted. Stuck in the past; he needed someone to pull him into the 'now.' Someone to fill the portion of his near-empty heart, replacing the piece he had given away. Currently, the only way he could keep his forsaken, wandering soul sustained was through music. "So, uh, do you like to read? 'Cause I don't know about you, but I'm not exactly jumping up and down for seventh period." Placing his hands flat against the wall [like Spiderman :]], he pushed himself effortlessly to his feet. He held out an open hand, "Wan'na go to the library?"
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #21 on Apr 29, 2007, 6:49pm »
Andrea smiled at him, but something about the way he said his words made her sad. Something wasn't right, but she didn't want to be nosy. If he felt that he trusted her enough, he'd tell her in time. Wouldn't he? As Andrea pushed those thoughts away, she turned to look at him. She just barely caught what he had said. "Reading? Oh, yes. I do like to read and I'm with you. I don't really want to go to seventh period either," she said with another smile. She watched him get on his feet and, afterwards, took his hand. "I'd love to," she said, making her way so that she was standing next to him.
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #22 on May 1, 2007, 5:41pm »
"Let's ditch this joint." Constantine hesitated, unwilling to release the warm, soft hand that fit comfortably in his. He let go with a sense of reluctance, no emotion or delay evident to the unwatchful. He descended the stairs quickly, crossing his arms loosely. That peculiar smile gone, his everyday cold expression had transformed into stone once again. He paused at the door exiting into the school, a mischievious smirk gradually appearing. He took a few steps, pushing open a different door. He held the door open for Andrea, eyes ablaze in the radiant, orange light. The setting sun converted the yellow-green closer to yellow, and his shirt flapped in the bellicose wind. "Whoops."
[Would you mind making the new thread? I will if you'd like me to.]
Re: An empty heart in an empty room [Andrea] « Reply #23 on May 2, 2007, 5:49pm »
Andrea watched as he et go of her hand. She was confused, very confused. What was she to do if he didn't want to hold her hand? She looked down at the ground and walked down the stairs. She looked up to see Constantine open the door. As soon as he did, the wind blew his shirt up. This little accident caused Andrea to giggle, once again. She noticed that she giggled, but she didn't care. He had already heard her before. She walked towards the door and nodded her head to Constantine. "Thank you," she said, walking out of the door