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Post by jamie alice bennett` on Nov 10, 2008 3:36:53 GMT -5
 sometimes i do believe in nightmares}}Jamie opened her eyes to see complete and utter darkness. She layed in her bed under her covers even her head, until her alarm went off. She peeked out from the zebra striped quilt which was layed over her. It had been blocking the morning light. Jamie squinted as she sat up in bed. Her mouth gaped open as she yawned and her arms outstretched towered her sealing. Jamie looked towered the end of her bed. A small shape lay at the end with fluffy fur sticking out.tom tom Jamie said in a calm voice that was full of invite. The cat that was of one year old opened his eyes and yawned, his little kitty fangs parting from one another. Then he stretched and let a meow of joy escape his maw before getting up and walking to Jamie. She stroked hima couple times before getting out of her bed.
She walked to her kitchen and opened a cupboard. She pulled a can from it that had "folgers" written on it in a deep yellow. She took a couple scoop fulls of it and put it into the coffee maker then she got some water In a pitcher and poured it into its correct compartment. Last t but not least she pressed the start button. From there she went back to her dorm room. She looked around for a moment.god its quiet she thought to herself before hurrying over to her stereo. She quickly put on some Fall Out Boy. To be correct she put in their third album and turned it to Sugar were going down.
Jamie began to sing to it as Patrick stumps voice, which had the linings of angels, came on. She headed towered her closet and pulled out an outfit of which she had chosen the day before. She then went to the bathroom where she continued her daily routine of putting on her clothes putting some kind of fragrance on and then doing her makeup and hair.
Her makeup consisted of dark eyeliner with a bright yet deep shad of red lipstick. Jamie walked from her bathroom as the last song finished on the album. She smiled as she walked in front of a mirror that showed her whole body. She ended up at her closet again, this time looking for shoes. She pulled out some vans that were black and white with sparrows on them.
As it came time for Scott to arrive for their hangout session Jamie walked to the kitchen. She quickly put some popcorn into the microwave and set it to three minutes. She then walked to the living room. She squatted down next to the DVD player and picked up the rented movie she had gotten and put it in. She stood back up as she heard a beep from the kitchen. She smiled and skipped to the kitchen where she pulled the popcorn from the microwave. She quickly poured it into a bowl and hurrayed back to the living room where she set it on a table that was in front of the couch. Jamie then continued back to the kitchen where she poured two glasses of cherry coke. She took them to the living room and set hem on coasters next to the popcorn. She was excited and couldn't wait for Scott to get there. She paced in front of the door unable to stop moving while waiting for her long time friend.
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Post by `` preston scott bouvier on Nov 10, 2008 3:50:06 GMT -5
no one knows how you feel
no one there you'd like to see
the day was dark and full of pain
The day had started well. From the moment that he woke up, Scott was sure that he was going to have a good day. The thing that began this stream of thought was when he woke up and he was not tired, or hung over for that matter. He was completely well-rested, despite his lack of sleep the night before. Whether it was good luck or something that he had done last night, Scott was very grateful. He would have hated to be sick when going to go hang out with Jamie. Nevertheless, things just seemed to fall into place for Scott after the whole not-sick-after-i-just-drank-my-heart-out-and-puked-my-guts-out-the-night-before fiasco. When he got into the shower, the water was warm, and he had some cereal for breakfast.
This was good. After getting ready to leave, his outfit staying simple - consisting of a pair of black jeans, slightly ripped from wear, and a plain white t-shirt with a brown zip-up hoodie overtop. He wasn't sure what the weather was going to be like, so Scott had decided to prepare for the worst. It wouldn't be good if he hadn't worn a hoodie and it had started raining, or something. And knowing Scott's bad luck, something like that would have happened. So after he finished eating his breakfast - rice krispies with milk and bannanas - he slipped on a black pair of vans skate shoes and was headed out the door.
It was rather nice out today, he deducted. It wasn't like he was going too far, though - he was at the boys dorm and he was travelling to the girls dorm. It was silly, actually, to think of it as a 'journey'. He could make the walk in less than a minute if he ran fast enough, and seeing as he had spent a few nights there he knew the fastest way to get in and out of the dorm while under surveillance. Opting for the quick route, Scott turned up the volume of his iPod as he walked (music paced him - the louder it was, the faster that he would walk) and when he reached the girls dorms, he turned his iPod off and shoved it into his pocket. Heading inside the doorms, Scott made his way familiarly to Jamie's dorm and knocked on the door, waiting for her to answer.
"Hey."
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Post by jamie alice bennett` on Nov 10, 2008 17:39:39 GMT -5
sometimes i do believe in nightmares}} Jamie practically ran to the door as she heard a knock. She heard the familiar voice of Scott. His tone was comforting to her, in a best friend sort of way. Usually when Jamie and Scott hung out at the mall people would call them a couple. Jamie would laugh and say they weren't, and that they were just really good Friends. Jamie was use to this. At one point in time they had been a couple but not for long. Jamie had decided it was better if they were friends. She cant help but think if that was the right decision though. But for now shes enjoying her decision, there best friends and she cant imagine anything bad enough to ever change that.
Sam went for the door knob but before she could turn it she brought her hands to her head to make sure her hair was in its perfect and usual place. Her grin grew as her hand made its way back to the knob. She turned it and opened the door.Hey Hansom she said while restraining herself from jumping up and down like a little girl who got her dream pony. Jamie smiled delightfully. Her eyes beamed with happiness.
Jamie opened the door all the way and made room for Scott to be able to walk in. I made popcorn she said flashing a courteous smile towered him. Popcorn was fun to eat but it always gets stuck in your mouth and sometimes it burned Jamie's lips but not always. Jamie wasn't all that hyper just extremely excited which could lead people to thinking she was hyper. Jamie opened her mouth as if to say something but quickly closed it. She had forgotten what her next words were going to be. This happened quite a lot, well to her anyway. Jamie looked at Scott pleased with his timing.
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Post by `` preston scott bouvier on Nov 11, 2008 18:58:22 GMT -5
you write help with your own blood,
cause hope is all you've got.
you open up your eyes, but nothing's changed.
Waiting at the door, Scott looked around. He could tell that the weather was changing - at quite a rapid pace, too. The leaves were changing from green to shades of crimson. It was Scott's favourite season - he loved the change. He felt that everything being the same all the time was unbelievably boring. Change was always good - change in weather, change in music, change in clothes, whatever. It was always a good thing to learn to adapt to a new situation, to a new place. Being able to act as a chameleon was a skill that Scott most definitely possessed.
The colours of fall were also something of his favourites. Scott loved the shades of crimson that took over the leaves, morphing to shades of yellow, red and orange. It was so much better than the boring colours that summer and winter were made of. Green and white? Blah. That became very old, very fast, especially where Scott used to live. Winter lasted forever, and so did summer. The transitional seasons were undermined a lot. Oh, and the weather was nice too. Not too hot, not too cold.. it was perfect in Scott's mind.
When Jamie answered the door, Scott smiled at her as he was sheperded inside. "Hello yourself." At the mention of popcorn, he couldn't help but smile. Even though popcorn was an annoying treat, it was one of Scotts favourite foods - and obviously Jamie knew that. Well, she should, seeing as the two are quite good friends. "Aha, popcorn. You know my weakness." Heading further into the dorm, Scott took a seat on the couch and popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth. "Very good." He laughed.
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Post by jamie alice bennett` on Nov 12, 2008 23:22:53 GMT -5
sometimes i do believe in nightmares}} Jamie grinned as scott st down on the couch. She hurried to the kitchen and turned off the light. Then went to her window and shut the blinds.We cant watch a horror film in pure light now can we she said chuckling a little. She basically ran to the couch. She hopped over the back and landed next to Scott. She loved doing that and plus she was quite hyper at the moment.
Jamie looked at Scott and nodded at his couple of comments about the popcorn. She took a couple pieces of the substance and shoved them into her mouth before reaching her arm across the table to reach the DVD players remote. Jamie traced over the buttons looking for the play button. She found it and pressed down on it lightly while looking at the TV screen. She smiled as the previews came on. She set the remote on the coffee table again.Are you prepared for a scardy cat to cling to you she asked a smirk on her face.
The previews were for comedies and some for dramas and one for another horror movie. Jamie gulped as she wondered if it had been a good idea to watch the chainsaw massacre. She wouldn't be able to sleep in peace for a month but she supposed it was worth it considering Scott came over there just to watch it with her.
Jamie watched as the menu for the movie came up. She reached out for a the remote again this time a little more slowly. She picked it up and pressed the play button. Jamie flinched as a scream came from the TV as the DVD menu disappeared. She stared at the TV Now her eyes wide. Jamie leaned back onto the couch and scooted closer to scott in case she had to hide her face from watching the scary movie.
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Post by `` preston scott bouvier on Nov 12, 2008 23:55:17 GMT -5
Iidon't want to cause you trouble,
don't wanna stay too long.
i just came here to say to you
Popping another kernel of popcorn into his mouth, Scott observed the room around him. It was just as he remembered it: well, that meant that she hadn't been redecorating within the past few weeks, at least. He didn't come here that often, and when he did it was with an intention in mind. Like today, for example: he was here to watch horror movies with Jamie, and have a blast while she screamed and squealed like a small child.
"No, we can't," Scott answered to her comment aboutt he lights. If you had lights on during a slasher flick, it ruined the whole effect. Especially when you were watching the Texas Chainsaw Massacre and the entire movie was pretty much blood, guts, gore, screaming and the whole nine yars. It was not a good movie to watch with the lights on. If you were watching a movie with the title Sunshine and Lollipops in California now that might be a better movie to watch under lights. Not this one.
When Jamie bounded onto the couch, Scott wasn't suprised - she liked to do random and crazy things like that. Scott moved around on the couch a bit, getting himself comfortable. It was like how a cat kneaded into whatever surface it was preparing to lay down on. Except it was a cat and Scott was just sitting. Smirking, Scott was totally ready for these movies. He knew them like the back of his hand, so he was ready to anticipate when Jamie would be screaming. "I was born ready, Jame."
When the previews started, Scott took another piece of popcorn and popped it into his mouth, swallowing it whole. There wasn't really a reason to chew - they were so small anyways. The previews were pretty boring, in Scott's opinion, but they did show a slasher flick and Scott could tell that Jamie was already afraid. This was going to be an amusing night, at the very least. After the scream, Scott smirked and allowed Jamie closer to him, just as she said she would be. If she hated horror movies so much, Scott wondered why she watched them. "Don't get too scared now."
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Post by jamie alice bennett` on Nov 14, 2008 18:25:56 GMT -5
sometimes i do believe in nightmares}} Jamie leaned on scotts shoulder, putting the side of her face up against the side of his shoulder. She held onto his arm as the movie started. She was prepared for the slashing parts to start all she had to do was smother her face behind Scott or into his shoulder and plug her ears. She was positive her idea and plan would work out fine, well that is if Scott didn't get annoyed with her before hand.
I think if i got more scared then i am now id pee my pants Jamie said slipping her shoes off and pulling her legs up onto the couch. She was comfortable and definitely prepared for the worst that could happen in this slasher film. She was gonna be astounded if her plan didn't succeed or she hoped she wouldn't be to terrified of it anyway. Jamie is a scardy cat towered fictional movies and yet she could stand up to any bully and tell them off without a hint of fear on her physical features along with the mental. She always thought she could watch horror movies in peace but she had never succeeded.
Jamie had been in a mood for horror movies earlier but now she was starting to regret her decision. The blood and the evil dude with the chainsaw was a bit much but it was to late now. They were watching it and Jamie was doing fine. Her head was still on Scott's shoulder ready to protect her eyes from the blood. As some creepy music came on Jamie flinched. She hated the scary music it built up so much suspense it scared just as bad as the chainsaw dude.
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