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Post by NELL DOE DALE on Jun 24, 2011 0:19:29 GMT -5
If I only could make a deal with god and get him to swap our places. Nell stared at the car in the parking lot. Another day she’d come and found it still relatively intact, and not perched upon cinder blocks with the wheels missing. She kicked the bumper as a test to see how well it was faring, and it fell to the pavement with a clatter. “Fantastic,” she mumbled. As she pressed the bridge of her nose between her fingers, she thought good thoughts. About bunnies and flowers and fucking goddamn rainbows. Jeez, Nell was in a terrific mood. She gave herself a moment to recover. Her patience was her strong suit, and she would use that to figure out how to fix this. Kneeling down, she studied the front of the Monte Carlo before attempting something that she knew probably wouldn’t work. She used weeds sprouting up from between cracks in the tar to create a vine and wind around the bumper, lifting it up so that the vine could twine around the front of the car. After finishing, she gave a small nod at her handiwork. It would do. To any innocent passerby, it would appear to be a really crappy old car. Which it was.
Sufficiently better than how she started out when waking up this morning with a leak over her head, she carried herself over to Maple Hollow to go shopping for Krazy Glue. No way could she pay for another visit to the mechanic, and she was still on her way to paying back Jacob. She went into the convenience store and picked up the glue, while also getting some snacks. You’re going to regret this Nell, her common sense warned but she was seriously hungry and hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. And when she walked out of the store, her day only became that much more worse. The phone rang, and she pulled it out to see that it was her father calling. Of course it was her father.
Bicho she’d entered him as—‘dick’ in Spanish. Okay, it was immature, but she let herself have this piece of immaturity. ”Oy,” she said with a shake of her head. My daily picker-upper. Grudgingly, she answered the phone with a, ”Hey.” She still couldn’t believe he actually called her every day like he said he would. She couldn’t rely on him for anything after all. ”Is that how you talk to your father?” And there was something like affection in his tone, like he could be affectionate toward someone he walked out on years ago. ”Bad day,” she replied. It was hard for Nell to even sound snippy, but she’d managed to do it. At least she took the high road. She could have said that he was not her father. ”What happened?” And ohmygod, he was actually trying to act interested. ”You called,” she deadpanned. Hope that burns. Nell wasn’t even aware that she had this much spite in her body, but here it was. She inherited something from the Thunder side of her family after all.
”Nell, I know this is hard for you, but we will talk about it when I move.” Why couldn’t he realize she didn’t want to talk about it? That she didn’t want him in her life? He seemed totally oblivious to her bitterness. ”But I can’t do it over the phone, of course. For now just know that I’m here for you.” He sounded like a Lifetime movie. It was strange how short her patience was when it came to her father. ”Yeah,” she replied noncommittally. And he sighed, like he realized he was getting nowhere with her. ”Well, just thought I’d check up on you.” She rolled her eyes, rubbing her forehead with the hand holding her bag. ”Which you did.” And she never asked how he was doing, because she did not want to know. Hopefully he realized this. She really wanted him to know how much she disliked him.
There was a pause. ”Will you tell me what really happened to make this day bad?” She thumped her head against the large window of the convenience store she was leaning against. With a sigh, she said, ”My car bumper fell off.” There was another pause, and she could picture him shaking his head on the other line. If only she knew what he looked like now. ”My baby has a car…” Again, there was that affectionate tone, like he was pretending to have decency. Like he was pretending to care. ”That’s what happens after eleven years. Listen, I have to go and put my bumper back on, so...” She usually found some excuse to get off the phone, and this one was a half-truth. She’d get to her bumper…after fuming for a bit. ”I understand. Hablar con usted mañana.” She resisted rolling her eyes again. He always said that, always in Spanish too. ”Bye.”
She shoved the phone into her pocket with gusto. Nell you can’t let this bring you down! You’re strong, you’re almighty! She nodded at this thought, walking determinedly toward Burger King, but stopping just outside. Unfortunately her determination was stopped short when she fell into a snow drift and face planted. Nell decided to lay there, face in the snow, for a few moments. Outside of Burger King. High class, really. The cold felt good on her angry skin, though.
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Post by laceface1 on Jun 24, 2011 15:00:53 GMT -5
 you think you understand but you don't, you have no idea it had been nothing short of an eventful day for the mother-daughter pair of meridian and coasta. school hadn't been something for merridy to worry about, it was the weekend and the whole too short time span of forty eight hours was dedicated to spending time with her baby girl. maddox was tied up with the cafe, his most busiest hours occurred on the weekend when the academy students trickled into maple hallow searching for something to occupy their time. meridian didn't work on the weekends, nearly the whole week was filled with hours that she worked and supervised the on goings of the cafe. she overlooked the business during the week, when maddox dedicated all of this time to supervising his niece and assuring that she was safe and in good hands. the weekends were a time when meridian couldn't be bothered, she had her eyes glued to coasta and nothing could take her attention away from her daughter. she was only seventeen but her mothering skills had bloomed early so she could properly nurture and care for the life that she life that she had brought into the world. coasta had become her number priority when school was adjourned on friday and she let her daughter fill all of her time when the days friday, saturday, and sunday rolled around. meridian doggedly watched after her, instead of keeping her cooped up in the apartment bringing her out onto the streets to toddle around maple hallow in an attempt to cure her never ending case of restless legs. she never went too close to the downtown residences, the slum area of maple hallow reminded her too much of vesper and her summer after freshman year.
she had fitfully slept friday night, having worn coasta out by remaining in the cafe and having her "work" around the shop and lend a hand to maddox and the workers. the baristas ogled over the little girl, cooing at her and grabbing at her tiny hands to watch her gurgle and squeal giddily at them. meridian had no complaints, she watched over her from a distance because she didn't want coasta too grow as attached to her mother as she become attached to her. coasta was her shining light, it brought it contentment to just watch her teeter around and precariously balance on a stool to try and knock over a stack of cups that one of the workers had left on the counter. the whole night had been a mess, coasta had zoomed around and weaved through the tables. she knocked over a tall coffee that was in the hands of an elderly woman and tore one of the aprons off of one of the baristas. meridian had scooped up coasta around nine o'clock and walked her back to the apartment. she worked her into a pair of pajamas and had her snoring softly before nine thirty ticked on the clock. meridian laid down next to her daughter and had her arms wrapped securely around her, feeling comforted by the presence of the little girl who was laying beside her. the nightmares left her alone that night, meridian privately liked to think it was because coasta was some sort of charm for her an warded off the nightmares that haunted her each night. eight thirty came too quickly and some eternal alarm clock went off inside of coasta and she was scrambling around on the bed.
she had nothing planned for them but with a bouncy coasta terrorizing the apartment she needed to find something to fill their schedule, the hope of keeping the apartment in tact rested on it. it had been a tiring task trying to wrangle coasta and wiggle her into something to wear, lately she refused to keep still. meridian loved dressing coasta, it gave her more reason to go shopping and splurge money on a fashionable wardrobe for her little girl. she was naturally selfish but coasta was the one thing that could pull her away from her greediness. the toddler was the very image of a fashionable girl, romping around in her chestnut uggs and thickly cushioned long sleeved polo. meridian dressed more lightly, she was more focused on keeping her little girl bundled up so her cheeks wouldn't become rosy red because of the cold. a leather jacket would do her well enough, her heels weren't high and her pleather pants would bring more cold onto her but she would be warmed up after chasing coasta around all day. the mall had been the first stop of the day. it was early in the morning and only a few people worth noting were lumbering around the stores, meridian didn't even give them a slight glance. one guy eyed her appealingly until he noticed the two and a half foot attachment that came along with her. she turned her nose up in arrogance and reached for coasta's hand and pulled her into the little gap store. after she easily spent more than was needed for a few new additions to coasta's wardrobe they left the mall and went to briefly visit the cafe. meridian snagged a tall latte and coasta was busy stuffing her face with a chocolate donut when the exited the cafe and aimlessly began to trek down the street.
meridian felt her stomach grumble and she looked down at coasta, her mouth was now smeared with the melting chocolate that had covered the donut. she hadn't even taken a single bite out of the pastry, she had dropped it to the ground and watched in delight as a tiny bird ringed it around its neck and flew off with the naked donut. "are you hungry, coasta? i was thinking we could go to burger king? i know how much you like those crowns that come with the kids meal," mer said to her, speaking completely literately and refusing to break down her words so that coasta could easily comprehend the meaning behind her sentences. she clapped her tiny hands together and gave a jump of joy. "i want to be princess!" [/color] her cry and claps told mer that because of the mention of a crown she could not evade burger king, princess was coasta's favorite job choice. the little girl picked up speed and her uggs were blurs as she traveled down the street, the burger king only a block away. meridian picked up her speed, her boots clacking noisily against the pavement to keep up with her daughter. coasta was speedy, she was in the parking lot before meridian had even come to stand by the huge entrance sign of the burger king. coasta was shrieking now, jumping carelessly on a person who was buried in a mound of a snow. "mommy! there is a big lump in the snow. it breathes!"[/color] glee was apparent in her voice, she was bouncing on the "lump" and meridian was astonished. "coasta sable!" [/div] stark wiff nell, 1,158 words, outfit, SO MANY WORDS template by eliza @ shadowplay [/center] |
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Post by NELL DOE DALE on Jun 25, 2011 10:57:53 GMT -5
If I only could make a deal with god and get him to swap our places. Nell quite enjoyed the feeling of the snow soaking through her clothes. She didn’t care about any possible repercussions right then, just relaxed her body till she practically melted with the snow beneath her. It was relaxing, the cold easing her flushed face and body. Her father worked her up so much, it was amazing really. His daily call was enough for her to throw her phone against a wall in hopes it’d break just so he’d leave her alone. That wasn’t usual Nell behavior. Usual Nell behavior was laughing it up and not complaining. Nell behavior when it came to her father involved a lot of bitterness. Deep breaths. She just needed to remember one of her trite adages: each day is a blessing. She is thankful for each day she is alive, because her sister could not live. Instead of angsting about it, she decided to use that morbid fact to drive her. No, she didn’t think about the negative parts of that, forced herself not to.
Then a weight fell upon her, and it elicited a light groan from her lips, muffled by the snow she was breathing in. It must have been the world physically manifesting to stomp her. I get it God. My life sucks. Thanks. But with an enthusiastic squeal above her, she realized it wasn’t the physical manifestation of all her troubles beating her down. Nell picked up her face from the snow, and glanced over to see a blond-haired little girl jumping on her. She blinked a few times and laughed. ”I see I’m a trampoline now. I don’t think I'm too bouncy, though.” It didn’t bother her actually, this girl jumping on top of her like she was indeed a trampoline. First of all, she was the one who chose to stay with her face buried in the snow. Second of all, this girl probably didn’t break fifty pounds. It was like having a mouse pouncing on her.
Still lying in the snow to let the girl have a little fun even if it was at her expense, Nell looked to see who must have been the mother. They had the same hair and eyes, and she was scolding the child in shock that the little girl had actually jumped on a random, snowy lump. ”You look familiar…” Nell mused, shifting so that she could lean her head on top of her hands. ”Where would I know you from?” By now she was just wondering out loud until it came to her. ”You’re Meridian, right? A…Thunder student, if I remember correctly. We’re in the same grade.” This was information she heard through the grapevine. Of course she knew about the young mother who caused quite a stir before she arrived. But Nell didn’t judge or spread gossip or anything of the sort. So Nell just took it that she was a teenage mommy and left it at that.
”I’m Nell Shepherd,” she introduced, comically extending a hand for her to shake, eyebrows lifted. ”Earth student.” Currently sprawled out in the snow with a child jumping on her back, but it was all good. Good thing she remained carefree at all times, and that she actually wasn’t a bum or something. Nope, just a seventeen-year-old bartender dealing with life. Something normal to be seen on Maple Hollow’s streets.
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Post by laceface1 on Jun 25, 2011 20:35:46 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g79/Juliart/background_black.jpg');,true][cs=2] L E A D S T O N O W H E R E | [atrb=width,240]coasta was having the time of her life, she didn't think that there could be anything greater than having a human trampoline that obeyed when she pounced on her. the person wasn't even moving, not even grunting when the girl put all of her might into a jump where she landed square in the center of her back. meridian was gaping at how shamelessly coasta was bouncing around on her back, continuing to jump and shriek with delight and wave her hands around like she didn't have a care in the word. actually, the only worry in the world she had was whether or not burger king was going to have her cardboard crown for her to assemble and wear on her head. the body talked to coasta and she took a break from her jumping so that she could try and hear what the trampoline was saying to her. it was tough, trying to her hear her so coasta laid down on the trampoline. it made it much more easier to talk to the trampoline. "you are a perfect trampoline! bouncy bouncy bounce!" |
[/color] coasta was shrieking, her voice a high squeal as she wrapped her tiny arms around her trampoline's neck. she was a perfect trampoline, really. meridian was still looking at her daughter, slack jawed. she hadn't gained her audacity from her mother, that was the only thought that meridian had at the moment. she was clacking her heels frantically to come over into the snow mound and bend over to carefully sweep up her wrangling daughter. coasta was a wiggling mess in her arms as she tried to secure her grasp on her to have her safely nestled in her hold. she was reaching out for the lump and meridian reached out her foot and gently nudged the leg of the supposed person. she had spoke to coasta so she was coherent enough for conversation, there wasn't any promises that she was capable of movement though. her head lifted and she rested it on one of her hands and meridian was briefly caught of guard. the face looking up at her was familiar, she knew exactly who it was that was sprawled out on the ground and had been a trampoline for daughter only a moment ago. "yeah, yeah. i am meridian young. coasta is my daugther," meridian forwardly said, keeping herself from prancing around the truth like she was some sort of pansy. coasta heard her name and she began to clap excitedly, she liked it when people talked about her because it made her feel special. "i'm sorry, nell. she usually doesn't go around bouncing on random strangers," merridy told her, she did sound apologetic because she was being sincere. coasta had better manners than that and her lack of them was reflecting badly on meridian. she had to somehow show nell that was sorry, sort of repaying her. "c'mon, get up and i'll pay for a meal at the high end restaurant called burger king." [/justify][/size][/div][/td] [td][atrb=width,100]
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Post by NELL DOE DALE on Jun 26, 2011 22:35:53 GMT -5
If I only could make a deal with god and get him to swap our places. Having a toddler jump on her back was probably one of the less painful experiences Nell’s ever had. Luckily her bruises had faded a few weeks ago, now faded into light scars on her body just to add to her collection. When Nell spoke, the child lay down on her back to hear her better, and the Earth student giggled a bit. Apparently she was a much better trampoline than she thought, and Nell didn’t really mind any further jumping from the girl. It was the least of her problems, the shrieking tot on her back. She always reminded herself that what was happening could be so much more worse. Her mother, as Nell assumed she was even though she was so young, was not quite as amused by the girl’s behavior. Of course, parents had this sort of thing where the behavior of their children reflected off their job in raising them.
The energetic ball was lifted from her back, and she felt a nudging on her leg. Nell sat up then and fixed her hair as it’d fallen out of its clip, and the brown strands stuck together with the moisture of melted snow. And everything else wet, too, the snow having seeped through her clothes. She shivered a bit, but didn’t mind it. The cold had calmed her agitated nerves and overheated body. Apparently, the girl had recognized Nell and she took this into consideration as she arched her back and stretched her hands above her head, wincing a bit as she heard her back crack. ”Coasta, hmmm? Hi there, I hope you enjoyed your trampoline. You’re lucky—not many people have that honor.” She loved children, so of course she didn’t mind one using her for their entertainment, even if that meant putting out her back. It ached a little, but so what. Again, it wasn’t the worse thing to happen in her day. She looked up at Meridian with a smile, appreciative for the apology. ”Don’t worry about it. I was the one who chose to sprawl out on the ground, after all. I’m lucky I didn’t get stepped on by someone much larger or arrested.” Couldn’t it be considered public indecency? Well, that wouldn’t be good at all, since the last people Nell wanted to associate with were the police.
She stood, patting down her jeans a bit and feeling how wet they were. Oh well. She bent down and grabbed her bag, snacks and krazy glue not suffering from any water damage, then looked back to Meridian. ”Sure,” she said, for once not turning down someone’s offer, even though she really wanted to. By now, she figured out that she was being more difficult than anything by turning people down when they were being generous. And it was a meal at Burger King—Nell would make sure not to go all out as she usually did with food and order doubles of everything on the menu. ”Sorry, that must have been really weird, Merridy…” It was her turn to apologize, and she was rather flustered from embarrassment now. After all, she had just fallen into a lump on the ground like a totally freak. ”I tripped, and well…decided to stay down to recover.” She raked her hand through her wet hair, tittering at her explanation. Hopefully Mer wouldn’t see her as some sort of weirdo. She headed over to the door, and held it open for the mother and her squirming daughter.
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Post by laceface1 on Jun 28, 2011 19:45:51 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
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[/color] coasta put on a very exaggerated pout that would have caused meridian to break out into a fit of laughter if she had been facing her. meridian kept her hold on coasta secure but she leaned to one side of the little girl so she could properly see nell, it was easier to hold a conversation when a squirming girl wasn't obstructing your view. "coasta still didn't need to pounce on you. you are right though, a lightweight two year old on your back is better then being roughly handled by a beefy cop." she offered a weakly lit smile her way. she had her fair share of visits to the police station, for all sorts of reasons. "they can get a little grabby sometimes too. then it really sucks for you when you are at a disadvantage because your hands are cuffed." meridian had let herself babble a little, bringing up some of her past that she had buried when they had gone to start a new life in maple hallow. nell would probably look at her oddly or have some sort of snide reply. meridian would shrug as a reply, words didn't faze her at this point. she agreed to her offer, which meridian didn't think much of. it had been a stretch, trying to be hospitable after coasta did something that she could label as appalling. nell could have declined her offer and she wouldn't have thought much of it, some people didn't get along well the idea of having someone else pay for them. truth was meridian didn't have much cash on her. working part time in the cafe didn't give her much of a paycheck to look forward too. that was wrong, she made a decent amount for a seventeen year old because she worked so diligently. a great portion of her earnings were divvied up between paying for needs for coasta and then at least trying to pay off of a portion of the bills maddox needed to worry about. "you can go crazy, nell. be a little daring and buy a double stacker if you are feeling it," meridian sardonically said. number eleven was what she normally ordered, tonight though she would provide a meal for nell and coasta then scrounge off of the left over pastries that hadn't been sold in the cafe. "i want a crown!"[/color] coasta cried, flailing her arms around. meridian had only caught part of nell's apology, enough to know that she would brush it off because it was hardly an issue. "i've seen much more odder things in my day. relaxing in a snowbank could be considered normal for me." she smiled over at nell and entered burger king. [/justify][/size][/div][/td] [td][atrb=width,100]
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Post by NELL DOE DALE on Jun 29, 2011 18:40:15 GMT -5
If I only could make a deal with god and get him to swap our places. Nell cracked up at the little girl, proclaiming herself as the sole trampoliner on her back. She was adorable with the pout. The Earth student held up her hands, saying to Coasta in a serious tone, ”I’ll make sure to remember that the next time someone tries to bounce on me.” She was quite the energetic little girl, squirming around in her mother’s arms. She had to wonder how Mer did it. A very disconcerting part about it was the fact that she was Nell’s age, and the girl couldn’t imagine having to raise a child on her own. But then she remembered that her mother had her when she was only one or two years older than her. Mia Sinclair Fuentes had been a teenage mother, too. And that had went terribly wrong. But Coasta was obviously a much more stable person, full of confidence and assurance. She wouldn’t succumb to the trials of life as easily as Nell’s mother had.
Nell laughed saying, ”I agree. Of course, I don’t usually have a small child with me when I get arrested for chilling in a snowbank.” She was joking, of course, considering that she’d never been arrested before. So close, though. Too close. Nell should have been in prison right then, but she ran away. And she was now a fugitive. This was—she supposed—life on the run. Eating Burger King. She raised an eyebrow at Mer’s other comment about the police. It sounded like she spoke from experience, but Nell shrugged it off because she didn’t really know. Her experience with the men in blue—though didn’t the Mounties have red uniforms?—was thankfully and surprisingly limited. And she made sure to keep it that way. ”Definitely grabby. I’ve seen some children like spider monkeys. The have this amazing ability to climb up your leg and cling to you.” This was to keep the conversation light, since it seemed strange about Mer’s little comment.
The Thunder student told her to go crazy and this made her laugh. ”Those are dangerous words with me,” Nell warned, smiling wide. They really were. Her status as ‘garbage disposal’ could be proven by setting a four-course meal in front of her, let alone BK. Which meant she’d probably slip Mer some cash, because she had a bit too much pride. Nell giggled at the girl with her cries for one of the cardboard crowns, and after the little outburst, Mer brushed of her apology. ”I’m glad that I’m not the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen, then,” the Earth girls. She went up to the counter to order, waiting for Mer and her daughter to follow suit. ”So what were you and Coasta doing out today?” Maybe some mother/daughter bonding perhaps. Some weird part of her felt a bit jealous, the same part that yearned for a childhood she’d never had. But she buried that down, deep underneath everything else.
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