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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 23, 2008 11:54:21 GMT -5
"That would be a problem." She said. "Sometimes i can't hold it in." Back home people always pegged her as the girl who couldn't sit still, that was tree four bottles of Dr.Pepper each morning do that. Plus she had ADHD, which was trigged by the caffeine. For the first few days after they got here Bree curled up into a ball trying to make those stupid caffeine headaches go away. Maybe thats why nobody tells her things, they think she could be mentally unstable. "I'm so trying that when we get home." She said thinking about how radical that would be.
Aubree laughed. "I'd never ask my parents that, thats gross." Aubree never had to ask her parents anything, she learned all about 'that' from the kid who lived down the street, he was older and that it was fun to make her cover her ears, and uncomfortable. "Plus they both make things grow, or try too at least." She said adding on to her 'same thing' comment. Aubree gave him a small glare then turned away, she hated it when people didn't so what she said. When she said 'drink that water' she wants you to drink the water and if you did it there wouldn't be problem. Honestly the world would have no problems if everyone shut-up and did what she said.
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 23, 2008 12:37:10 GMT -5
He looked at her and she began to act a little strange. he wasn't one to judge strange though, most people thought the thignshe did were strange but he didn't really think so. He was a guy growing up, naturally strange thigns would happen. He figured same went for teenage girls. He looked at her and saw her get angry for him refusign the water. But he would continue to refuse...just to antagonize her realyl at this point. He looked at her with a devilish smirk.
"So what is there to do around here...I mean besides sit around..." he asked. He needed to keep himself occupied at all times. He hated being bored. It frusterated him.
(sorry it's short and my computer is acting up so sorry for slow replies)
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 23, 2008 18:14:31 GMT -5
Aubree blinked. "Nothing really." She paused. "I do this." She gestured to the area around her tree. She sat there all day, took naps, ease dropped in conversations, and occasionally went up to the caves for water, or attempted to keep some level of hygiene by washing off in the ocean. "Being here is like a long vacation for me. You could probably help more, you look a little but more fit then a short 90 pounds teenager." She said. One of the reason she avoided the larger jobs and hikes into the jungle would be that she would be more of a bother then a help.
The only real thing Aubree's good for is eating, which is hard to do here based on the lack of food, and talking, which was hard because no one was around to listen. Bree helped when asked and the rest of the time stayed out of the way, it worked pretty well. "You might want to go find something to build a shelter with."
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 23, 2008 21:49:51 GMT -5
He looked around seeing that there wasn't much to do. He laughed at her comment about his appearance. He looked at her "I geuss I shoudl go get help so I don't get any more freakin stares" he said looking aroudn to see if most had looked away. He leaned back for a moment again. He observed everyone had built somewhat fo their own space. Each with a shelter for themselves or their loved one as well fi they had one. Chris figured he didn't need much space just so long as it was long enough to cover him.
He stood up and duted his jeans off. "I guess I better get to work" he said. He grabbed his bacg but everythign spilled out: a picture of him and his mom, a picture of him and mitch, his wallet ticket, i.d., etc. a toothebrush and paste, and an extra shirt. Also a pack of cigarettes which he kept for the next time he'd get a lighter. He began to pick up his things "Damnit" he said shaking the sand of the things.
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 23, 2008 22:00:10 GMT -5
Aubree sighed, it did sort of suck that there wasn't much to do. She wasn't the kind of person to need TVs, and video games to keep her entertained. She normally was entertained by her friends, or board games, or string, she isn't picky. But here the isn't really anything. She tired using some vine as some string but it was to stiff, and she would talk to people but, again they were boreing, or to high strung. Bree could get by with her tree for a little bit longer, but she did want her stuff so she could get a book or something.
Bree was about to give a little wave and go back to her nap, but of course his bad broke. She jumped a little, she wasn't really expecting it, and pushed herself up, more in front of it. She picked up some pictures, his plane ticket and some cigarettes, which were full of sand. She dumped out as much as possible and handed them to him. "Who's in the pictures?" She asked. "Or is that to personal?"
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 23, 2008 23:16:57 GMT -5
He began to pick things up and saw her grab the pictures. "That's my mom" he said to him. He wasn't sure if he realyl wanted to explain the second picture "That's Mitch" he said. He didn't really want to go into details about mitch. He wasn't afraid to be himself but he knew here he could easily hide his rough spots. Most people didnt consider dating a man 30 years older than you normal. He looked at her then down again taking the two pictures. "Not too many people in my life" he said laughing. He pulled out his wallet to reveal another picture "this is my best friend Danielle" he said showing her picture.
He looked at her "What about you? Any best friends you left back hom,e?" he asked looking at her. He looked at her curious to knwo more.
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 23, 2008 23:44:48 GMT -5
Aubree looked at the pictures and smiled. It was nice that he carried things like that around. Aubree returned to her previous position against the tree, and sighed. She remembered when she was young how she used to carry around a picture of her grand farther and talk to it. She was a lonely kid, and he Grandpa was dead, so it was easy for her to pretend he was prefect. Aubree was a little confused when he just said Mitch. She raised an eyebrow almost egging him on to tell more. When he didn't she quickly moved on, knowing what it's like to not wanna spill something.
"Aww she's pretty." Aubree complimented. She loved looking at pictures for some reason, they always made her happy. It was also nice that he had pictures in his wallet, all she had in hers was her student id, 37 cents, and come Taco Bell hot sauce. Bree never really knew how to answer the next question he asked. She wasn't so if she had best friends. She thought for a second. "Um...well yeah I guess have best friends. There Austin. I've known him since I moved. He is a billion times smarter then me so we don't have classes together but he lives next door." She paused remembering him. Another reason she wasn't to happy about this question she hated thinking about all the people back home. "We sneak out together." She said smiling. "Oh and there's Felix, my pig."
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 24, 2008 11:25:57 GMT -5
He saw her curiosity and laughed a little "It's alright...I know that curiosity feeling." He decided it didn't really matter anymore, if she judged him she judged him...he had enver realyl cared what people think. "Mitch was my boyfriend...he's the reason on the plane" he said to her as he zipped the bag again. He looked at her waiting for her reaction.
He looked at her and listened about her friends. "You ahve a pig...that's friggin sweet!" he said to her. "What convinced your parents to get you a pig...now I'm jealous" he said laughing "Personally I want a monkey but I can't affrod one" he laughed.
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 24, 2008 12:05:27 GMT -5
Aubree was a little surprised when he said he said he was gay, she didn't peg him that way. But then again she never judged anyones of weather they were gay or strait, only because she was always wrong. Her 'gaydar', as her friends call was, was whacked. Personally she loved gay people, not because they were gay but because she loved anyone who wasn't afraid to go against the system, and be different. Then she was also a little surprised, remembering his picture he seamed much older. Things like that never bothered her because her parents ages were like 30 years apart. "Do you miss him?"
Bree laughed. "My dad thought i was anti-social when we moved so he grabbed a pig." She said picked at the loose thread in her jeans. "We had a friend who's pig just had babies, so he bought one." Aubree missed Felix more then her parents and her friends. "Oh, don't be he smells awful. Having a monkey would be awesome, but they would be a little to loud for me."
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 24, 2008 13:30:08 GMT -5
He looked at her seeing a surprised look on her face. He gave a cute smile "Yea I'm bisexual...but I lean towards guys" he said. "Sorry if that offends or whatever I really don't give a nuts..." he said. It was his natural response to the surprise looks. "I don't really care if people judge me" he said. He looked at her with a smile. He sighed and shook his head. "I was running from him when I got on that plane. He caught me flirting with another guy and he sorta had a temper. I was tired of him thinking he owned me so I left....just my luck I crashed" he said laughing.
He nodded about the pig "I guess it would smell." he said to her. "But a monkey would be entertainign as hell" he said. "A pig would make a kick ass watch dog. Just imagine it taking out some psycho burglar" he said laughing.
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 24, 2008 13:58:33 GMT -5
Aubree was again, surprised when he went into a little speech about offending her. I mean she didn't say anything bad about gay people, she even smiled. Did that mean she was anti-gay, no it didn't. "I'm not offended and i'm not judging you. I'm one hundred percent pro-gay so don't judge my facial expressions." Aubree stopped picking at the loose thread to look at him. Back in middle school, when boys are all full with testosterone, and whatnot, a group were making some very rude and uncalled for comments about one of the gay teachers at the school. Bree got so angry she chucked a fork at them, she got suspended but it was worth it. And when her very gay friend, Robb, wanted to go to a gay pride parade, but was to scared to go alone, she went with him. She even had a sign. Remembering that she added "I stick up for gay people all the time."
Bree laughed. "Monkeys would be better for taking on walks and stuff. Felix is a pot bellied big, you know that huge ones with the tiny legs. And he is crazy fat so he gets really angry when i take him on walks and such." Bree kinda missed baby Felix. He used to fallow her around the house, and used to climb in her lap when she was watching TV. The last time he tired doing that she had circle shaped bruises on her legs and stomach for weeks. "Personally i was a penguin really badly."
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 24, 2008 14:19:14 GMT -5
he decided to drop the gay discussion. He figured it was a boring topic for him anyways. He looked at her with a smile and looked down again. "Felix sounds pretty cool" he said laughing "My kinda guy, lazy, hates exercise, and loves food" he laughed. Chris leaned back against the nearby tree. He looked at her then at the water. "Wonder if the water is nice enough to swim in yet?" he asked. He didn't mind cool water though he would prefer it to be cool.
He looked at her "so where were you sitting on the plane?" he asked. He wondered if he could trrecognize anyone here. There were obviously people that were sitting nearby him.
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 24, 2008 14:28:01 GMT -5
"Felix is pretty awesome. He eats almost about as much as i do and is a lot less annoying. Or thats what my dad actually." She paused. A lot of people found of strange that her best friend was a pig, but if you think about it, it makes perfect sense. He only talked with his actions so really there was a huge void in the conversations for her to fill with her chatter, and he loved her un-conditionally when no human actually does. It worked out pretty well because her farther needed a man in the house as well. He was more of a older brother then a pig, wow that made her sound crazy.
"It a little cold, but I was in it this morning, and it's okay." It actually might have been great water to swim in, but Aubree his this problem where all water was to cold to swim in, or bath in, or wash her hands in. It didn't keep her from doing any of those things just when her farther would be all 'the waters really nice' she was standing there shivering. Bree shrugged. "Don't remember my seat number, but i was closer to the front i remember, window seat."
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jun 24, 2008 14:34:47 GMT -5
He nodded "cool" he said to her with a smile. He looked at her then eyed the water. He stood up and removed his shirt and jeans and ran to the water in his boxers. He dove in the water still cold but feel so nice. He waved for her to come in "common!" he said excited. His curls were wet not and water dripped down his thin athletic frame. He smiled and leaned back in the water feeling the sun beat down on him. It was a great feeling, the cool water at your back and the sun on your face.
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Post by Aubree Lanes on Jun 24, 2008 15:13:10 GMT -5
Aubree looked at him for a second then turned her head to the side. And stood up, if the water would be that cold, then she'd just stay in still she was numb and couldn't feel it anymore. She stood and took off her bracelets before joining him, she didn't really feel like stripping down to almost nothing like some girls here. Bree didn't really like her pale pasty legs, and tummy open for the world to see. She jumped i after and a noticed that it wasn't as cold as she expected. "What was with the random need to go swimming?" She asked. Bree pushed her now wet hair out of her eyes.
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