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Post by &&.georgia daskon. on Feb 17, 2010 16:36:21 GMT
georgia daskon everything was so worthless
i didn't deserve it
but to me
you were perfect~ [/i][/center] She walked along the springy grass, avoiding tussocks and trying to stick to flat land. Her pace was fast; well, fast for the slip on red shoes she wore, that had pointed, big high heels.
Georgia Daskon's whole outfit was red today. She wore a sleeveless red top, with a short red skirt underneath, and dark tights. Her eyes were outlined with eyeliner, eyelashes thick with mascara, and small tinges of blush make-up were visible on her cheeks. It would appear to most people that she was going out somewhere, but this was how she looked every day, like most elites.
With a bit of free time on her hands after school, Georgia had gone to the park. It was a rather sunny day for it being late autumn, and the rays of the sun baked the earth gently, making the boring Wednesday bearably warm.
Georgia had been planning to just sit on a bench somewhere and relax, perhaps read her magazine or something or other. But she caught sight of somebody sitting on one of the long wooden benches, somebody a year younger than her. It was Matthew Daskon, her younger brother. The two siblings had a good relationship, and were good friends, though she hadn't heard much news of him yet. Though, it was only the start of the school year. The year ten elite walked over to her brother, walking expertly in her heels, and sat next to him.
"Hey, Matthew," she said, smiling.
CHARACTER;; { georgia chloe daskon }
OUTFIT;; { refer to picture and post }
THREAD OPEN TO;; { keith gray and matthew daskon }
WORD COUNT;; { two hundred and forty seven }
COMMENTS;; { muse! }
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 17, 2010 16:57:04 GMT
Matthew's black-haired head turned as he heard somebody approach him. It was his sister, Georgia. He was happy to see her; the only news they'd really shared so far in the term was him breaking his leg - he hadn't even told her how it had really happened, though - and her winning a little talent show, with the prize a lovely bouquet of flowers. Other than that, they'd barely spoken.
Matt's crutches lay beside him, but he quickly moved them as Georgia sat down.
'Hey, Matthew.'
He grinned. "Hey, Georgia. What're you doing here? I'm waiting for somebody..."
The year nine jock glanced up at his words, scanning the park. He soon found who he was looking for, a year nine boy slightly shorter than himself, with blonde hair. Keith Gray.
"...and it looks like they've just got here."
CHARACTER;; { matthew jonathan daskon } OUTIFT;; { black short sleeved shirt and denim jeans } THREAD OPEN TO;; { keith gray and georgia daskon } WORD COUNT;; { one hundred and forty one } COMMENTS;; { not as much muse with matty at the moment. more with georgia right now. :3 }[/i][/size] |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 17, 2010 19:31:45 GMT
  
{ so what if you can see }
{ the darkest side of me }
{ no one will ever change this animal i have become }
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he entered the park at a slow pace, glancing around. today he was dressed in dark grey short sleeved tshirt, and grey trousers. he also had a belt too, and he wore fingerless leather gloves on both hands. the blonde also had a black jacket tied around his waist, just in case it got colder, though that was unlikely as it was rather warm today. around his neck he wore a silver chain necklace, something that never ever came off.
he glanced around with a pale purple gaze, searching for one person - a dark haired jock. immediately the blonde saw said person sitting on a wooden bench, and a small smile played upon his lips as he went over there, sliding his guitar pick and pen into his pocket. he had just came out to the park after practising a song with his band, and although he had time to put his guitar away, as well as his mic, keith gray forgot about his guitar pick, and was holding it in his hand, as well as a pen that he usually kept with him.
when he reached matthew daskon, keith grinned a bit, paying no mind to the blonde girl sitting beside matt, and sat beside his boyfriend, careful not to knock his leg or the crutches. once he sat down keith hugged the year nine from the side, muttering a quick, "sorry i'm a bit late," before he kissed his boyfriend's cheek and then focused his gaze on the other girl. though she was blonde, keith could immediately recognize some of matt's features on her, though she was a bit older. "taking a guess here. um, are you matt's sister?" the thirteen year old asked, tipping his head to the side with his arms still around his boyfriend.
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• TAGS/ closed; matthew daskon, georgia daskon.
• WORDS/ 298.
• MUSE/ powered by phenomenon by thousand foot krutch.
• COMMENTS/ bang bitch. ;D
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Post by &&.georgia daskon. on Feb 17, 2010 19:58:28 GMT
"Yeah, I am. I'm Georgia Daskon, nice to meet you." A look of surprise flickered as the other boy put his arm around her brother. Oh, so Matthew had a boyfriend? He obviously forgot to mention that when they last talked. She'd known he was gay, but not known he was actually with somebody. Oh well. She knew now.
The year ten elite thought for a second, trying to think if she'd seen this boy before. She grinned, showing perfect white teeth. "I can't say I know who you are," she apologised, shifting slightly on the rather uncomfortable bench. "All I could say is that you're in Year Nine."
Georgia scanned Keith, trying to see as much of what he was like by just seeing his appearance. She had to admit, he was rather good-looking, and definitely Scottish. He seemed quite nice and outgoing, from the way he'd just hugged and kissed Matthew.
To get what he really was like, though, she'd have to wait until she knew him better.
WORD COUNT;; { one hundred and sixty nine }
COMMENTS;; { now i need to post with matthew xD }[/i][/size] |
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 17, 2010 20:26:34 GMT
Matthew returned the hug with a smile, putting his arm around his boyfriend. He glanced over at his sister - they were exactly the same height, making eye contact easy - and nodded. "This is my boyfriend, Keith Gray. He's in Year Nine, you're right. And yeah, Keith, this is my sister. She's in the year above." He said the word boyfriend freely, and it flowed with the sentence; he was proud of his sexuality, and never stuttered over stuff like that.
Glancing over at Keith again, he said, "It's fine that you're late. How did you session go?"
WORD COUNT;;[/b] { ninety nine } COMMENTS;; { i don't have much muse for matthew at the moment, but oh well. i can manage enough. xD }[/size][/i] |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 17, 2010 20:43:53 GMT
{ so what if you can see }
{ the darkest side of me }
{ no one will ever change this animal i have become } - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
a smile was on the blonde's face when he felt matt hug him back and put his arm around him. he blinked a few times, giving georgia a quick friendly grin. oh gosh, first impressions, especially on an older sibling. he'd better make a good one, though he was probably just going to act like himself. keith's eyes flickered to the side, barely taking note of the fact that the year ten was scanning him.
"it's fine that you're late. how did your session go?"
matthew's voice brought him back to the present, and he turned his head away from the ground, looking at his boyfriend. "oh, it was good. we were practising a couple of songs as well as trying to figure out a band name. oh, hey, you know that japanese student? riley kimura i think he's called. well, he came in to listen to us and said that we have potential," a bit of a giggle escaped keith. he was really starting to wonder if himself, jun, jordan and george were going to become famous. that was their dream - to become famous in a band. they'd have to wait a while though... they were thinking of more songs to go on their first album and trying to find a record label to sign under... the blonde frowned a bit before suddenly turning his gaze back to georgia and matthew, having forgot they were there.
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• TAGS/ closed; matthew daskon, georgia daskon.
• WORDS/ 236.
• MUSE/ good.
• COMMENTS/ LALALALA.
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Post by &&.georgia daskon. on Feb 17, 2010 21:13:36 GMT
Georgia blinked. "Oh, you're in a band, then?" He'd looked more like the sporty type rather than the musical type. Still, maybe he was both... he definitely had muscles to say he at least excercised regularly. She smiled slightly at how excited Keith was; he was almost giggling, practically.
'oh, hey, you know that japanese student? riley kimura i think he's called...'
She glanced up at the year nine. "He's in my year. There's some rumours going around he's a famous singer." She laughed. "I'd have heard if he was, though." She picked up her gossip magazine, which was clearly thumbed through, but brand new and up to date.
The elite sat back against the bench, staring up at the cloudy skies, having to squint against the bright sun. She sat back up, blinked again, and glanced at the two boys.
"Do you want to go and do something? Go into town, maybe? I'm bored as hell."
WORD COUNT;;[/b] { one hundred and fifty nine } COMMENTS;; { but hell isn't boring ;o } [/i][/size] |
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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Feb 17, 2010 21:56:23 GMT
Matthew glanced over at his sibling. "Well, you never know," he said. A lot of people could live secret lives... like Kiara. She came across as just a dark, depressed child, but she had murdered and had a pet wolf.
He shook the thoughts away, staring down at his broken leg. He shifted slightly, so it would be comfortable. Flicking some of his dark dyed hair from his face, he sat between the two people he loved the most. If it wasn't for the shadow of Kiara and his broken leg, life would be pretty good.
'Do you want to go and do something? Go into town, maybe? I'm bored as hell.'
Matt blinked. He was fine with it, but he was sure that Keith would fuss about something. He was just like that, but Matthew found it... well, cute. The year nine smirked, and shrugged. "I don't mind, what 'bout you, Keith?" The jock waited for his boyfriend's answer, hoping it was a yes, I don't mind - like his sister, Matt was terribly bored.
WORD COUNT;; { one hundred and seventy seven }
COMMENTS;; { none } |
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Post by */ keith gray on Feb 19, 2010 14:56:46 GMT
{ so what if you can see }
{ the darkest side of me }
{ no one will ever change this animal i have become } - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"oh, you're in a band, then?"
the year nine nodded at that question before he continued on, then she spoke about the riley kimura person. blink. the blonde raised a thin eyebrow in thought. maybe he was famous, some celebrities liked to keep their famous status secret in order to live a normal life. keith couldn't blame the year ten if he wanted to keep that secret... a frown was on keith's face as he thought, though once georgia spoke the blonde looked to her, then he heard matt say that he didn't mind. a small pout had made it's way onto the scottish teen's face. he didn't particularly want to go into town, but it was better than nothing... however, if they went to a restaurant, keith was gonna flip and make up an excuse to leave, or come right out and just say that he didn't like eating in restaurants.
he sighed, the pout still on his face as he responded, "i don't mind either..."
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• TAGS/ closed; matthew daskon, georgia daskon.
• WORDS/ 165.
• MUSE/ good.
• COMMENTS/ ex dee.
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