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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 14, 2011 14:01:16 GMT -5
Max had explored the town pretty thoroughly when he had first arrived three days ago. Now, he was just going to his new favourite place, the park. It wasn't like he had anything better to do than wander around, but malls weren't his thing and he didn't like the movies, there were too many people around for his liking. The park had a smaller crowd, not too many people and less prying for him. The smells and sights attracted him, but it didn't help his premonitions much. There was always something that triggered a memory, and he could scarcely block it out. Max kept to the sides of the paths, going deeper and deeper inside the park. As he went deeper, the less people there seemed to be which meant that there was more privacy for him.
About ten minutes walk in, Max found a small shady area and he settled, trying to get comfortable. It was impossible though. He always had that feeling that something was watching him, that he was in constant danger of being found and beaten to a pulp. Years of being bullied tended to do that to someone, but now he had found a place where he could fit in, his abilities were something that he could be proud of and he didn't have to hide. Of course, he being Max, never socialised easily, so he guessed that the school library was one place he was going to be hiding in often enough. Seating himself, he took off his satchel and took out his sketch book. At least he still had art.
The pages were filled with random sketches, and varied greatly. It was this side of himself that he hid from everybody, his vulnerability coming through the pencil lines of various shades. The first empty page he found he searched for something to draw. A squirrel captured his attention and he drew the small creature, the lifelike image being captured on the page. It started with pencil outlines, but slowly the shading filled in. In Max's eyes it wasn't perfect, just rushed, but he would work on it later the day as well.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Nov 14, 2011 14:27:06 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayAurora hadn’t talked to Axel since their breakup, his words still ringing in her ears. Aurora had never hid before, she had always been courageous and never backed down, but now here she was hiding behind lawyers from a man whom she loved but she didn’t really know. She knew it was partially her fault that she didn’t know him and that he didn’t know her, but then again it was his fault too. The two just had too much to work out and both were too stubborn to really work it out. She was typically being a drama queen, but everything that had happened to her the past few months just really had her confused and she had no idea what she was doing, which was a completely foreign idea to her and it made her scared. Aurora always knew what she was doing, and now that she didn’t, she acted completely on survival instinct.
Deciding to take a walk, Aurora pulled on a jacket that barely fit her now though still covered the small bump that showed her pregnancy. She was now showing, only slightly, but it was still enough for a few girls to figure out and torture her. Several girls had formed crushes on Axel and had been jealous of the fact that he choose Rory instead of one of them. Now that it was known that she and Axel had broken up and with her being pregnant, it became a perfect opportunity for Rory to be tortured, and being the stubborn and proud girl she was, Rory lashed out and quickly defended herself and the twins. She had also told them they could have Axel if they wanted him, though really she only said it because she knew that the girls would never have a chance with Axel. He was probably being careful now that he had twins on the way.
Knowing that the park was probably fairly empty, Rory made her way there on foot and just as she was about to go to her usual spot, Rory spotted a boy sitting in a shady area. He looked slightly on edge, and she couldn’t help but notice that she had never seen him before. ‘Must be a new boy. Should I chance talking to him or is he going to make fun of me too?’ She thought before turning her direction and making her way over to him with a cautious smile, deciding she might as well try. “Hello, I’ve never seen you around before. Are you new to town?” She asked him quietly, as not to scare him. “My name is Aurora Soren, I go to Darcy Academy is that where you’re going to be attending?” She knew he wasn’t human, his scent was the scent of an animal, some type of fox, and his own distinct humanoid scent.
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 15, 2011 11:17:51 GMT -5
Max was labelled as the 'freak' in his old school. There was so much that he hid from everybody, the molestation by a trusted teacher to the shifter abilities. The fact that he could know a person by touch didn't help and he had freaked out a football jock when he recited the boy's whole history in the space of a few minutes. The bruised ribs afterwards reminded him never to do it again, and hadn't. It became his unwanted duty to keep secrets that he didn't want to see. The futures that he had seen of people were scary, but he didn't tell them anything. The Academy was going to be his new home, a place where he could be himself, all small red fox of himself.
Max's senses picked up someone close by, but he ignored it. Maybe they wouldn't come to him, and if they tried to, then he would disappear like he could usually did. It was too late to escape however, and he glanced up quickly to see a female around his own age by him. He startled at her vocals, no matter how soft and flinched slightly. Max nodded cautiously to the first question, uncertainty shining within his orbs. His animal senses picked up that he could maybe trust this female, Aurora as she called herself, and if anything, he needed somebody that he could trust. Max Carter. Pleasure, he replied, indicating for her to take a seat.
Snapping the sketch book shut, Max placed it next to him, shifting himself back a bit further. He would do anything to avoid touching her, he didn't want to know her story, her past or her future, without something that prompted it first. Distrust was usually present in his eyes, so it wasn't something against Aurora. Even his father and sister dealt with it at times, slowly becoming used to it. He had his days, and today just happened to be one of them.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Nov 16, 2011 17:54:03 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayAurora noticed the flinch and smiled softly. She had never been one to be picked on, until recently obviously, and she had never picked on anyone either, but she had seen people who have been horrible picked on for years. Feeling as if she suddenly needed to protect the boy from a few of the people she used to call friends, and now all the sudden realized that they weren't really her friends, Aurora hoped that Max would let her help him and trust her. She also hoped that Max was someone she could trust. She knew she was being a drama queen about the whole thing with Axel and the babies, but she couldn't help it. It was completely foreign ground to her and she was too used to getting what she wanted and knowing what to do and how to do it. Aurora had always had good grades, she refused to do poorly in school and freaked if she missed even just one class, and she had always gotten what she wanted as a child, though it hadn't turned her into a mean, selfish girl, she was just too used to getting what she wanted. Yes, she was selfish at times, like all people, but usually she was nice unless people messed with her or her loved ones.
Taking the seat next to Max, Rory gently placed her hand over her small baby bump and blushed lightly. He didn't seem like the type of person who would make fun of her, as he acted like he'd had plenty of that torture himself to know not to, but she still worried. She was already very protective over her babies and her doctor had even told her that she would become very protective of her loved ones out of instinct. Smiling politely at Max, she watched him shut his sketch book and shifted himself back further. She was confused by this, but didn't know if she should bring it up or not. "You can call me Rory, instead of Aurora. I know it's a mouth full, actually you should hear my full name, that's the real mouth full." She said with a little laugh. "Darcy's not so bad, most of the people are nice. My best friend is the new Headmistress' sister. I've been close with them since I met Artemis when we were little. I'm sure you'll like it there. Adaleen, er, Miss Darcy isn't so bad once you get to know her. She'll seem a little strict at first, but once you see her outside of school she's very playful and cheerful." She explained to him, hoping to help him get a better idea of the school.
"Is there anything you want to know about Darcy? Maybe the teachers or classes? Clubs or sports maybe?" Her panther side was telling her to protect and help Max, it seemed like she took him in as a little child instead of the boy who was most likely in her grade. "We have a very good art and music program, we also have a great dance team. I'm the captain of it... though I'm not sure how long I will be captain, unless they let me keep it in spite of everything."
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 18, 2011 11:53:12 GMT -5
Max didn't mind people who talked. Then again he didn't do much talking to contribute to any type of conversation. He hadn't really had friends to do so at his old school, and when he was around his family, he only talked when really necessary. He listened to Rory intently, eagerly absorbing information about his new home. The music and arts program had been what appealed to him most, the academic not so much. Another thing that he had learned was that being smart was a curse, not a blessing, and so his marks were kept average, exams the only area where he really excelled. The time afterwards was enough for the bullies to forget that he had done well, and usually Max left directly after he wrote his last exam to have a holiday with his sister.
Max noticed Rory cradling her stomach carefully, and already realisation snapped into his head. She was pregnant, but he was not going to say anything. It wasn't his place to do so, and he wasn't going to ask either. Her words also confirmed her condition, and Max just nodded. Maybe he should actually say something. I can't dance to save my life, he said, smiling but didn't really mean it. When Max actually smiled one could see it in his eyes, and was a sight to behold.
Sorry, I'm not really the talkative type, he said softly, glancing down at the grass. The fact that he had strung two sentences together in the space of minutes was something new to him and he wondered why he could do it with Rory when not even his own family managed it. This place was new, and maybe, it would mean the beginning of a new him as well.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Nov 18, 2011 16:36:41 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayARory didn't mind talking, she liked to talk actually, her only problem was that at times she talked to much and annoyed people. That or she said something that people didn't want to hear or said the wrong thing, just because she liked to talk didn't mean she always knew what she was saying. Obviously, her talking had gotten her in trouble with her twins' father. It was her talking that got her in trouble quite a bit, but now finally she was hoping that she could hopefully learn the right things to say and not just go off. Rory knew that even when she was in school and she knew as much about the topic as she could, she never got picked on for being a know it all, but most people knew not to mess with her. Now that she was pregnant and most people knew it, she wasn't so feared and was now being picked on. She knew Axel probably didn't know, nor did she know if he was overly worried about it seeing as she had been such a bitch to him.
Aurora knew that by now Max has figured out her situation, she wasn't very well hiding it anymore, most people knew and others would find out soon enough anyway. She would have him rather hear it from her than someone else, though it seemed that he wasn't going to ridicule her for it either. "Dance has practically been my life for a long time. I love it, always have and probably always will." It was obvious his smile didn't reach his eyes, though many of hers haven't reached hers for a while either.
Smiling softly at him, Aurora shook her head. "No, it's fine. I like to talk, actually I should probably not talk as much as I do." She said with a small laugh. "You don't really know me either, so I don't really expect you to talk much to me... I guess I just needed someone to talk to who doesn't know everything about me, or think they know everything about me, and my situation." It was the truth, everyone in New Castle knew her family, knew her, or thought they knew her. She knew she could always talk to Artemis, but Artemis did know everything so it was sometimes hard to talk to her, beause now Aurora didn't know if she knew herself. "I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't lay all this on you, with you being new and all. I'm sure you don't really want to hear my problems. I will however, tell you anything you need to know about Darcy and New Castle, even Garvonia if you want."
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 20, 2011 13:51:19 GMT -5
Max watched the girl, wondering why she had chosen to come sit at that specific spot. It wasn't as he had anything to offer her in forms of conversation, mainly because he didn't know what to talk about. He was a tad quiet, and lack of social skills, made him awkward in situations such as these. I don't make it my business to know everything about people, he said, trying to reassure her. I have premonitions, sometimes based on touch, smell, sights. The reason I moved away from you, he said, trying to be more open about everything. If she attended Darcy, then she was like was him, she didn't smell like a werewolf, so no hassles there, but she wasn't vampire either. So definitely shifter then.
I think the prospectus covered everything about Darcy, he said, starting to relax slightly. It was visible, and he knew that he could trust her. For now that is. The town is lovely, Max said, glancing around him. If anything, time proved who friends actually were. I don't know much about the area, he carried on, trying to figure out his feelings. It was no good coming from a place where he had no friends, to one where it seemed like they would come in useful. With a shifter/werewolf war looming on the horizon, Max didn't want to be dragged into something that would make him lose his family and hopefully, friends. His father had picked a side. Max was neutral, but when it came to werewolves, he doubted that they cared.
There was a breeze blowing, and even from a distance he smelt various scents of people that made themselves out to be human. It was strange to think that he was now in place where he fitted in. It scared him slightly, knowing that. What is Darcy like? he asked suddenly, truly curious about the people that inhabited the Academy.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Nov 20, 2011 21:59:21 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayRory knew that normally she wouldn't have sat down by a stranger and just started talking. Of course, she also didn't want this obviously new boy to hear what everyone was saying about her and not even give her a chance to be known. Listening to him she nodded before taking a deep breath and smiled at him. "No problem, believe me I probalby would have done the same thing." She told him honestly and gave a little laugh. 'Can you hear me? I'm a telepath. I can speak to people through their minds, alter their memories, and make them do things. I tend to forget that last one so I hardly use it so it's very weak... oh and don't think I'd ever make you do anything. I hate my free will being taken from me, so I don't think I could do that to anyone... unless they were picking on me or someone else.' She sent the thoughts to his head instead of speaking them. Clearing her throat, Rory blushed lightly and gave a small sigh. "Don't worry, I won't do that again unless you give me permission. I usually don't get into people's heads like that unless I'm showing them to prove a point or I'm asked to help out with my... ability."
Noticing him relax, made Rory relax. She hated when people felt uncomfortable, especially around her. Of course, more people were uncomfortable around her now that most of them knew she was pregnant, and even more by the fact that most knew that the father was a teacher at the Academy. Looking around the park, Rory let a small smile grace her lips, now genuine. "Yes, it is. I was born in Hungary... but New Castle has always been my home, my real home. I didn't really live in Budapest long, but I had been born there and my family had actually been from there but have been here since the 1400's. My great grandmother moved back to Hungary once she grew tired of Garvonia. She was a very, very old shifter. She was killed in Hungary so my parents went over to settle her things and then I was born there. My brother was born here though... I love it here though. You should see it in the winter, it snows a little bit but really the school gets the most snow thanks to the kids and teachers who control the weather, like Mr. Marco Romano." Her eyes were far away and she was much more relaxed and comfortable than she had been before. "New Castle is fairly nice, Garvonia in general is quiet... expect when a war is going on. Human hunting, of course is banned and most of the shifters stay away during hunting season, as do the wolves, but it's pretty safe. It's surprisingly hot here during the summer, not too cold during spring and fall, and winter as I said doesn't snow much but it does at the school." She explained to him. Her parents were neutral but that was for now, eventually they would probably side with the shifters if the council didn't hold.
Few people in New Castle were human, but they were definitely there, most just didn't know about the three species they unknowingly lived around. Those few humans who did know, had been sworn to secracy and if they did try to leak out a secret, they were unfortuantely "take care of" by the big powers in New Castle, meaning the Darcy's, Valiant's, Gau's, her family, and the McBeth's. Snapping out of her thoughts at his question, Aurora thought for a moment before answering. "Well, most people leave you alone. Of course you always have the girls who think they can do whatever they want and go after those they find unworthy, and add their powers to it, it can get kind of messy. Of course, the teachers are pretty much all fair and take action with whomever they need to no matter what name or social status someone is. Everyone is prety mixed, there aren't many cliques. People hang out with whoever they want to. Stick with people you trust... or at least get along with, and you'll be fine. Since most of us have animal instincts everyone is pretty loyal to their friends, of course not everyone is, but the majority is."
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 21, 2011 13:17:15 GMT -5
Max freaked out slightly when he suddenly heard the voice in his head. He didn't even know he could do that. Then again, he didn't have a twin that he could share things like that with. Tentatively and with much concentration he projected a thought or two back. Am I coming across loud and clear? he asked, grinning at his own cheesy joke. This time it was one his true smiles, reaching his eyes, making them sparkle. He was starting to feel very relaxed in Rory's company and he liked that. It was a sign that maybe he was going to actually enjoy his time in this part of the country.
Hearing her open up about her past made it easier for him. There wasn't much that he ever told about his past, he kept his adoption a secret and the molestation as well. He was emotionally scarred, and embarrassed about his past. Not even his father knew, and he loved and trusted his father more than anything. Germany and England for me, he said, nonchalantly. It could be heard in his accent, so mixed, he didn't know how to describe it. Rory telling him about the people in the school reassured him. If anything, he didn't want to become the target again, and would usually just hide in a library or music room. The art classes were good too, but they weren't as sound proof as the music rooms.
Biting on his lower lip, Max looked slightly worried. He knew that just because Rory came to talk to him, didn't mean that she would want to hang out with him when school started. He knew that he wouldn't know unless he asked, so he gathered some store of courage that he had somewhere. So would you hang out with me at school? he asked, truly curious.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Nov 22, 2011 17:18:13 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayLaughing gently, though not in a teasing way, Rory nodded her head. "Yupp, I heard you fine. It doesn't take that much concentration, I can simply get in your thoughts and hear you that way." She noticed the genuine smile light up his face, it made her happy that she had accomplished to make someone smile. She hadn't been able to do that in a while. She just seemed to disapoint people, make them sad, or angry lately so it was a nice change of events to have someone genuinely smiling because of her.
"I've visited both, they were both very beautiful." She told him with a smile. Her parents tended to take their kids out of the country to visit random family members that had left the country for one reason or another. She knew that his accent had sounded somewhat familiar, but she hadn't been able to place it. NOw she knew why, it was mix of both German and British. "Now I know why I thought your accent was slightly familiar." Rory liked how easy it was to talk to Max. She didn't feel like she was making a fool of herself like she knew she did in front of Axel, nor did she feel like she had to try to find the right thing to say when she ended up saying the wrong thing anyway. He was a friend, someone who hadn't known her her entire life and was free to think however he wanted to of her, and yet he chose to think good of her despite the fact that she was his age and pregnant.
At his question, Rory smiled softly, having been completely sure now that this boy beside her was alone and scared didn't want to make friends just to lose them. "Of course I would! Why wouldn't I? Believe me, you're stuck with me now. You don't talk much, but you're nice and easy to talk to... besides I can't really explain it, but I feel like I need to protect you... that sounds weird." She said the last part with a laugh, but calmed down a minute later. "It could be because I'm pregnant, and you seem kind of... lost. Like a little kid in the mall." She said hoping it didn't offend him.
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 23, 2011 9:26:48 GMT -5
Max heard her response, and smiled softly. For him, home would always be the arty world of Munich. The part of Germany that very little people saw because it wasn't touristy enough. Whenever he could, Max would beg for a holiday in Frankfurt, Munich and sometimes even Berlin. Munich was just art in itself, and he loved it. The restaurant he had discovered as a teenager where one paid the amount you thought the food was worth. Or the grafitti on walls and the small town chapels. Even though he had come from a month holiday in a rather small town whose name he had forgotten, a wistful and homesick look appeared on his features briefly. Yeah, I miss it, but Christmas is not too far away, he said.
Rory confirmed that she would indeed 'hang out' at school with him, and a grin lightened his face. If making friends had been this easy, then he would have done it earlier, but the kids at his old school wasn't as welcoming as Rory. Coming in as an outsider with weird habits had already painted a target on his back and he regretted his abilities during that time. With his father and sister's support, it had made life a little easier, but it wasn't like having proper friends. Well, your're also stuck with me, he joked, Anyone messing with you will have me go sassy gay friend on their back sides, he carried on, laughter bubbling inside his throat. It was easy to be around Rory, and he felt that he wasn't being judged for what he came across to be.
Max's features froze when she mentioned having to protect him. So he came across as lost. Ducking his head down, he avoided Rory's gaze. With my past, it's hard to believe that I came across as anything less, he said softly, not wanting to talk about it any more. It was something he kept to himself for years, and he wasn't going to start talking to anyone now.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Nov 28, 2011 16:46:58 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayNoticing the wistful and homesick look on his face, Rory couldn't help but feel bad for Max. She had never really moved from a place she knew so well and loved like he had, and so she couldn't really relate with him on that subject, but she could try and make him feel better about his new home. "Yes it is, I'm sure your very excited to go back and visit. I know if I ever had to move away from here, I'd leave my new home every chance I got to come and visit." It was true, she never thought of leaving New Castle. She loved the little city by the beach. It was where she had grown up, it was where she had met the Darcy's, it was where she had gone to school, it was where she learned her love of dance, it was where she had met Axel, and it was where she planned on raising her children.
Rory was actually very thankful to hear that Max was gay. He was very good looking, but she didn't want the possibility of him eventually wanting to be more than friends. She didn't know where her life with Axel was going, but she did know that she didn't really want to date anyone other than him nor did she want another man raising their children. Of course, if she and Axel weren't meant to be she would have to get over it, but she did want to see if she could belong with Axel, she just had to get over herself first. "Sounds like a plan. I've always wanted a sassy gay friend so I think this will actually turn out to be a good year." His laughter was nice to hear, she could tell he didn't laugh often so it made her glad to know that he wasn't too afraid of her.
Suddenly feeling very stupid and guilty, Rory quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring any bad memories up or anything. I'll shut up about that now." She wasn't going to push him to tell her, she knew that she would have bitten the head off of anyone who tried to push her when she didn't want to talk about something, and she didn't want to push her new friend away either. He seemed to be a very good friend and she didn't want to lose him. "I really am sorry, sometimes I tend to open my mouth and say things I shouldn't say... believe me it gets me in a lot of trouble. Just ask... nevermind." Rory had been okay, until she had almost mentioned Axel and their fight. Taking a deep breath and attempting to push thoughts of him to the back of her mind, Rory let out a sigh and knew it wouldn't work. "If I ever say anythign to offend you or bring up bad memories, just tell me to shut up." She told him half jokingly and half seriously. She hated it, but she tended to stick her mouth in her foot quite a bit and she needed to work on it.
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Nov 30, 2011 14:41:16 GMT -5
Max's memory was as good, maybe even better, than some people he knew. The good memories came when he needed them, but the bad ones just came at random. It wasn't just memory, but the images were to vivid, the scents to sharp, the mental anguish not going away at all. He had been young, innocent, when he had been violated, and it had haunted him for years. It still did. He couldn't trust a teacher any more. There wasn't that type of trust in him. Adults made him wary, but he at least if he didn't trust them, then he could make himself get a glimpse of their past and their future. It was hard to force himself to do that much.
Shaking away the memories, Max allowed himself to look up again. It's okay. I just haven't spoken about it to anyone, because I never had the friends to do so. I also have a lot of trust issues, but don't bother yourself on that, he said with a faint smile. He was something else, that was sure, but he enjoyed Rory's company, she wasn't judging him for being 'weird'. In return, he was doing the same, but then again, he had never been the judgemental type.
So what else do you enjoy doing? he asked, once more curious about the girl across from him. In exchange he would tell her about himself, but his secrets would remain his own, at least for now. Maybe one day he would have the courage to open up about himself completely, but not now.
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Post by Aurora Francesca Marie Soren on Dec 4, 2011 15:31:12 GMT -5
E v e r y b o d y hurts some days It's okay to be a f r a i d -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams E v e r y b o d y feels this wayNodding quietly, Rory watched the boy close to her. "Don't worry about it, some people just don't have it in them to trust people. I understand that, especially with a war on the horizon." Rory had never really let anyone in. The only people she had ever let in had been the Darcy family and on occasion her twin sister. She didn't let many people in, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy being with people, she was just cautious with her true thoughts and who she shared them with. For instance, she hadn't trusted Axel with her true feelings and thoughts so he never had the chance to get to know her, though she never got to know him truely either so she felt she was better protecting herself that way, of course it had blown up in her face but she knew she couldn't think about that at the moment.
At his question, Rory smiled, thankful for the distraction. "Well, I'm in Drama club, I'm a photographer for the school Newspaper, I'm a soprano in the choir, I'm captain of the history club, and I'm in the Hunting club, I play basketball, I'm a base and a tumbler for the cheer squad, I'm in cross country, and I'm the captain of the dance team, I'm a left wing on the ice hockey team, I'm a midfielder for the lacrosse team, co-captain and forward on the girls soccer team, I'm the pitcher for the softball team, I swim and dive on the swim team, I'm also on the tennis team, track and field team, and I'm a setter on the volleyball team... though I won't be able to do half of those sports until after Februrary." She explained to him almost sadly. Sports was a rather large part of Rory's life, and even though she was allowed to continue being captain and co-captain and being on the team, she couldn't participate because of her pregnancy.
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Post by Max Mikael Carter on Dec 5, 2011 8:16:29 GMT -5
Max nodded at her comment. The war was the one thing that had drawn him into the whole mess of being a shifter, thanks to his grandfather starting with that specific piece of history when he had caught Max shifting. What his grandfather mentioned about the war didn't explain to him what the hell had been happening to him, but it had been interesting nonetheless. Slowly, he figured things out, and now that he was in New Castle, his own father had slowly started to explain about the war and why the shifters and werewolves were on the verge of destroying each other. Vampires as allies were hot commodities and each of the offending sides were vying for their allegiance.
In other words, you love socialising, he said with a grin, his fingers tracing the patterns on his sketch book. His own activities were sadly limited to things that he could do alone, such as drawing and singing, but for some strange reason he had signed up for the Glee Club and the History club as well. Not his usual loner activities, but it was something. I also signed up for History club, but I'm also in art club and glee club. Sport is not really my thing. Too many chances of me seeing things by pure accident, he said. He also preferred to keep his time limited on extra activities and what he had left would usually be spent on homework and studying.
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