a man, stats, & his cello.

abigailgracefaith: “God, yes it is.” Just thinking about the work was starting to give...

Fri, 12 Aug 2011 22:14:15 -0400

“God, yes it is.” Just thinking about the work was starting to give her a migraine.”For the most part yes, but I have my days when I honestly think about switching my major to Photography. At least then I would have a social life and doing something that I loved. Don’t get me wrong, I love Nursing and all but I wouldn’t have to deal with all of the stress.” she tried to explain ” Don’t even get me started on Chemistry. I loathe that class with a passion.”

“But if you continue with this major, good money’s for you in the future. I think it’s hard to get big as a photographer, now, isn’t it?” He asked, “And besides, every girl with a Canon thinks of herself as a photographer, it’s starting to lose it’s shine.” He cleared his throat, “Chemistry. Hmm. I think it’s a good class, just… You know… Read?” Such was William’s advice.

abigailgracefaith: “Nursing. Which pretty much means I have no life other than studying but I do...

Fri, 12 Aug 2011 20:26:21 -0400

abigailgracefaith:

“Nursing. Which pretty much means I have no life other than studying but I do have huge chemistry exam in a couple of days. Which isn’t too good because I wasn’t there for most of the last two chapters so I have to teach myself.” She was so glad that she found someone else that shared her loathing of the stupid Twilight books.

“Nursing?” He asked, arching a brow and scoffing. William rolled his eyes, “Sounds like… A shitton of work. You looking forward to being a nurse? Doesn’t seem like you’ll have much of a social life…” He commented, “And a chemistry test? Brutal.”

abigailgracefaith: “Actually no. I don’t watch that much TV and eww Twilight. I make...

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 13:14:24 -0400

abigailgracefaith:

“Actually no. I don’t watch that much TV and eww Twilight. I make it a point not to even touch those books. What else do i have to do? I’ve been studying all day and I got bored with that. So here I am.”

“Major?” He asked, side-glancing at her and smirking. At least she wasn’t into those shit excuses for vampire novels. This was good, he supposed. “Something huge since you’ve been studying all day? Have you a test soon?”

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Tue, 09 Aug 2011 16:48:31 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

“Really?” she asked with a look of disgust on her face. “People don’t know the difference between the war that helped found and create the country we live in today, and the war that narrowly tore this country apart? I mean, I’m not one to degrade someone’s intelligence level, but that is pathetic.” She sighed. “Well, rap isn’t my thing. To be honest, I can’t stand it. I can see the talented people in that industry, but I would rather listen to the Beatles any day.” she laughed. “Would you like another water? I have plenty more,” she smiled, hopping off her bed to get herself one.

William nodded, “Water would be perfect, yeah.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair and tossing the emptied water bottle into the wastebasket. “Three points.” He smirked and sighed, leaning back in the chair and then completely changing his mind, standing and sitting with his chest against the back of the chair. “So what am I supposed to do now that you’ve apologised.” William wasn’t all that talented on talking to members of the opposite sex, things usually ended up like the tea incident.

allsmashedhearts: 2CELLOS cover of “Smells Like Teen Spirit”

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 23:43:20 -0400

allsmashedhearts:

2CELLOS cover of “Smells Like Teen Spirit”

@ Anyone

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 23:40:14 -0400

@ Anyone:

abigailgracefaith:

Yes, someone who actually got her sense of humor. Most people didn’t get it. It either pissed them off or the were too stupid to actually get it. “Well William, I’m Abigail and I’m pretty sure you might have to arrest yourself as well.” she laughed

“But I’m making kick-ass music, I’m excused,” he explained quickly and simply, smirking. “Any reason you’re out here at this time of night? Shouldn’t erm I dunno, someone be in? Watching shit TV and curling up with a Twilight Book?”

@ Anyone

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 01:57:18 -0400

@ Anyone:

abigailgracefaith:

Abby was still sitting there just thinking about things when a guy she recognized around campus waved at her and made his way to her. She remembers his face but his name not so much. “Well… for normal people yes but for people like me no. Who are you the campus police.” she joked Hopefully he understood her sense of sarcasm because if not things might become at tad bit awkward.

He smirked— so she had a sense of humour, fantastic. William’s head leaned back and he looked up at the sky. “Name’s William and I’m here to arrest you.” He said, figuring that he should introduce himself being that they hadn’t officially met before. “Your name? Need it before I put you in the slammer.”

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 01:40:38 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

“I respect your honesty. To be honest with you, it’s one of the things that I respect the most about you.” She replied with a smile. “Exactly, if people can’t take the honest truth, then that’s their problem,” she shrugged. “Yes, I agree that school is for learning, but sometimes, sometimes it’s nice to have someone to talk to.” she added, brushing her bangs out of her face.

“Talking to people. The majority of the people here are completely stupid and I have no idea how one’s supposed to make intelligent conversation when they think that the Civil War and the Revolutionary War were the same and that untalented rap is actual music— don’t get me wrong. There are talented people out there.” He huffed and drank the rest of the contents of the water bottle.

akwardainsleigh: Pretty.

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 01:40:33 -0400

akwardainsleigh:

Pretty.

ifiredfourmoretimes: “And on the Seventh Day, God rested… then...

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 01:39:45 -0400

"God formed man from the dust..."

army

the king

the shooting star

wisdom

the wizard

truth

smoke it

Practicing

my life

ifiredfourmoretimes:

“And on the Seventh Day, God rested… then he changed his mind, sat down at his luthier bench, and made the Cello. The fallen angels of violin, viola, and bass soon followed.”
-The Bible

Also, Musicalscore had a lot of the pictures. Thanks.

@ Anyone

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 01:36:31 -0400

abigailgracefaith:

Studying all day was beginning to really take its toll on Abby. She hadn’t left the room all day except to take snowflake out for a walk and going to the gym She was just lying there staring up at the ceiling while tossing snowflake’s tennis ball in the air.The girl really did need to get out of her dorm, but where to go? Her car was in the shop so going off campus wasn’t really going to work. The gym was closed and going twice in one day might come up as just weird. She could go for a walk, but it was late.

A walk did sound really nice, so she pulled on a hoodie and decided to go out. She wouldn’t be gone to long ans snowflake was asleep. It could work. She grabbed her keys, pepper spray(in case something happened) and walked out the door. Once she got outside she instantly felt better. Something about a cool nights breeze always made her feel better. She walked a little bit until she found an bench , where she sat down and looked up at the night sky. Even though she was not out in the middle of nowhere the stars still looked just as bright.

There were few things that William actually enjoyed doing. Among those few things were playing his cello. Mainly, outside. He liked sitting in that center square of Penn State and playing as loud as he wanted, hell, sometimes people even tossed money his way. Which was a plus.

That night he’d done that very thing, taken his cello and a chair that folded, situated himself right there in the center, and began to play. The song was something he’d composed himself. F Major. One flat.

He had played for a while, calluses on his fingers causing little pain— he’d become accustomed to it, and he’d gained around thirty dollars. He looked up— William had been taking a short break, and saw someone he recognised from around the dormitories. She sat and he waved at her, deciding that any conversation would be good conversation. William packed up his cello and folded the chair up, heading in her direction and sitting beside her, “Pretty late to be out, don’t you think?”

Photo

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 01:28:03 -0400

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Sun, 07 Aug 2011 13:38:18 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

“See, if it was hot tea, I wouldn’t have done it. Well, you would have done something more to deserve it.” She laughed. Charlotte pulled her knees to her chest, leaning her chin on her knees.

“Why would you care if anyone thought you were an ass? Their opinions don’t matter. People like to call me a whore, or, well they did back in Boston. I’ve never done anything to deserve that title, and I know that. What matters is what you think of yourself. If you think you’re an ass, then maybe it’s time to work on that.” she shrugged.

“I just think that I’m pretty god damn honest and that people don’t seem to like that about me,” William shrugged, “No matter. I like it and if people can’t handle the straight-up truth than I guess they can’t be friends with me. ‘Sides, this is school. Supposed to learn not make friends.” He rolled his eyes and took several gulps from the water bottle.

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Sat, 06 Aug 2011 17:56:09 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

Charlotte hopped off her bed and went over to the mini fridge she and Regan shared. She grabbed a water bottle and headed back over to the bed, “Here you are,” she smiled as she sat back down. “You’re not an asshole, you’re just an ass.” she joked. “Nobody deserves to have tea poured on them, not even the biggest dick on the planet,” she shrugged, leaning back against the wall.

“Thanks,” he mumbled when he grabbed the water bottle, opening it and taking seven exact gulps. “Well, fine then. I’m an ass. And let’s just be thankful that it wasn’t hot tea.” He shuddered at the fact, wincing and moving— sitting on the deskchair by the bed.

William sighed, leaning forward— elbows on his knees. He took another sip and closed his eyes. “You think everyone thinks I’m an ass?”

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Sat, 06 Aug 2011 17:30:57 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

“Oh please, Will, it was tea. It’s not the total and complete end of the world now, is it? besides, there wasn’t much in it and there was ice. The ice could have kept you cool on your walk back. It’s only about 2 blocks. You’re still alive aren’t you?” She laughed, running her fingers through her hair. “But, I’m sorry I snapped and didn’t drive you home. If it makes you feel better, I felt terrible about it,” she shrugged.

“I guess I’m alive,” He smirked, “Got a water bottle or something?” William asked, “There isn’t any reason to be terrible. I’m an asshole, I think this I’ve known for a while,” he joked, “I probably deserve it, you know?”

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Sat, 06 Aug 2011 02:10:42 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

Charlotte made her way to her side of the room, covered in books and paper. She noticed the look of disgust on Will’s face, probably at the amount of ‘girly’ stuff in their room. “What, never been in a girl’s room before? None of the stuff in here is diseased,” she laughed.

“Yeah, Will. I’m sorry about that. I was an idiot. I got angry at you and I took it out on you by pouring my drink on you.” She replied. “I shouldn’t have done that, and I’m really really sorry,” Charlotte added as she looked down at her hands, folding them on her lap.

William scoffed, “It’s fine. Didn’t mean it, I guess. Got it out after a few good washes.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair, “Though, I figure my hair will smell like it for a while. Since you know, had to walk back here. In the heat. It seemed to have cooked into my skull…” He rolled his eyes and shrugged.

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 05:18:24 -0400

anamefromafaerietale:

Charlotte had been texting William. She didn’t think he would even want to talk to her again. She poured Iced Tea on him, she shouldn’t have done that, it was totally unacceptable. She tidied up her side of the room when she heard him knocking at the door.

She walked over to the door, looking in the mirror before she opened it. She hadn’t an idea why; she didn’t care what he thought she looked like…at least she told herself that. “Coming,” she said as she turned the doorknob. “Come on in, Will.” she smiled, opening the door to let him in.

She opened the door and William grumbled, shuffling into the small room and almost leaving in horror. Too. Many. Girlie. Things. Disgusting. “Yeah, right.” He went to the side he thought was Charlotte’s— books and papers and the like, rather than a camera bag and developed pictures— he sat on the bed and sighed.

“Gonna apologise right or not?” He looked at her, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall as his feet hung off of the bed. He looked across the room. He was in the dorm of the girl who he somewhat had the hots for and the one who had made him lose his virginity. How bizarre.

@firecrotch || you're good looking but i hate you

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 03:04:01 -0400

William had been texting Charlotte. He, in reality, had done nothing wrong. He’d been honest like a man should be, and said things as they were. She had simply dumped Iced Tea on him for no reason. Even so, he had given her a chance to apologise.

He clicked his phone into it’s locking position and slipped it into his pocket, stood from his bed and checked the mirror quickly, running a hand through his hair and sighing, thinking that he looked fine. He left his dormitory and made way to Charlotte’s, knocking at the door and leaning against the wall as he waited for an answer.

Wed, 03 Aug 2011 18:19:00 -0400

Whoa, I said hang out not get it on. Though, I wouldn’t...

Wed, 03 Aug 2011 15:35:39 -0400

Whoa, I said hang out not get it on.

Though, I wouldn’t mind, I suppose…