i got soul, but i'm not a soldier ( open )

[DOMINIC LIAM VALMONT]

• Dominic Liam Valmont •
Don't you put m e on the b a c k b u r n e r ,

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It was a particularly nice day out this Friday afternoon, so it wasn't strange to see people lounging on the beach. Of course, Dominic was mostly there to check out the ladies, but as he reached down from his spot on his beach chair, he grabbed the neck of his acoustic guitar and brought it up to rest on his lap. After all, what was a good day without some music? It simply wasn't complete, at least not to him. He'd grinned at an impressive amount of women by this time, even offering some of them some help with their sun tan lotion. Even more amusing was the fact that a couple of them had agreed without giving him a hard time about it. Could it really get any better than this? His dark brown eyes moving up to briefly acknowledge the general direction of the sun, he smirked before he turned the guitar over on its side and rested the bottom on his knee, his left hand moving to rest on the neck as his right hand draped over the body of the guitar and just over the strings.

Being nineteen years old had its perks. One of them was that he didn't have to go through the trouble of sneaking around in order to ditch school. Of course, the thrill of doing that was gone too, since the university wasn't really all that concerned with his appearance. As long as he paid for his classes on time, the professors could care less whether they saw his devilish complexion or not. So today he had pulled a Ferris Bueller and took the day off. No sick notes, no phone calls, no worries. He just sat there and basked in the sun, admiring the beauty around him. Most people were here for the scent of the ocean. Others were here to spend some quality family time. But Dominic didn't care for any of the above. His sense of smell wasn't particularly good and his family didn't really have much to do with him.

And if he thought about it, that's just the way he liked it.

Humming quietly to himself, Dominic looked up as his fingers strummed the guitar, a beat creeping into his subconscious, but taking him a moment to find the lyrics behind them. "I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time, but I'm too young to worry," he sang as his gaze went to the ocean. "A melody, a memory, or just one picture." He noticed a couple of brunettes walking by, whispering in each other's ears as they stopped just a small distance away to watch him. They probably knew him from school, unless they were jailbait. Then they might know him from gossip or confuse him with someone else. He wished that he had an electric guitar hooked up for the solo, but he picked at the parts and improvised on his acoustic, before his voice rose to sing the climax of the song.

"So, what if I never hold you? Yeah... or kiss your lips again? Woah... so, I never want to leave you." His voice was smooth and deep enough to be just about right for this type of music. He licked his lips and continued, looking to end it there and not repeat the chorus so that he could get a few words in with the spectators. "And the memories of us to see, I beg don't leave me." The girls seemed to be swooned by him, which caused Dominic to grin as he placed the guitar down on the beach towel beside him and stood to greet them. They chatted for a little while, one of them even gave him her number, claiming that she was a big fan of the song he'd played, but when asked, she didn't even know the title.

Well, it was a nice try though, she had her merit.

Picking up a soccer ball, Dominic began to kick it around, just for the hell of it. He was hoping that someone else had the same idea of coming out here, either an old flame or a best friend or really anything at all. But no such luck. He had been here for an hour, managed to charm some women, and that was it. Sometimes this life was unfulfilling. But then he remembered how hectic it was when he was either trying to please his father or trying to find a way to play his music, so this small break was welcomed.

( LYRICS ) all these things that i've done - the killers
&& inpost: seize the day - avenged sevenfold
( TAG ) very much open to anyone =].
( WORD COUNT ) 759 w/o codes ftw!
( NOTES ) first post as dom, woot! that is all.

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[CASSIA ARTESIA WHITLOCK]

( no one can take my place )

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cassia really wanted nothing to do with her father at all, not to early this day she had got into a small argument with him in front of who was supposedly his 'guest'. her mom knew about it, but of course she took her fathers side. sometimes she thought she was so clueless as to everything, all the facts. her mom was blind to reality. her mom was always given everything, not even for a second would her mom think of anything bad happening. she didn't blame her mom for her fathers lack of interest for her, he could of spoke to her about it instead of laying down with some other females. she sighed, she was playing her piano as her mom stood to her side,raising her voice as she tried to speak with her. still, her day wasn't completely bad, she did meet some one knew. a nice girl. however, at the moment, she was upset with her mom, her mom who was so blind tot he truth.

the only thing she said was that she was being very disrespectful. she wanted her mom to know so badly, she was just afraid to tell her. her mom stood there lecturing her on her behavior and she continued to play, avoiding her. she knew it was some of her fault to. but being the stubborn girl that she was, she would never admit that. she sighed as her mom continued going on. she got up and walked out of the piano room. her mom followed her, upset, and close to tears. "what do you want from me cassia!? she yelled at her. " I want you to stop being so damn blind to reality! open your eyes and study whats going on round you damn it!" she said, continuing to walk off, her moms aid. "don't you speak to em that way! i am your mother, you will respect that! as long as your living under my house- she turned to look at her mom and said " oh, so now what? your suggesting i move now? screw this, i dont need this. you want me gone i'm out of here! " she yelled.

of course her mom continued talking about how that wasn't what she meant and all. but once you hurt her feelings she was gone for the rest of the night. grabbing her bag and a pair of flats in a bad mood she went out her back door. she wasn't going to relax in her backyard. she went out the back gate and onto the beach. " shit! " she cursed at herself, upset and angry. if she was like how she use to be she'd have a sharp point against her arm right about now. but she wasn't. she was completely different. still, she had an anger problem, her parents still thought she needed counseling, but she didnt need that. she just needed her father to stop being such a big. taking off her boots, and setting them outside her back gate, dressed in this, she put on her flats. she then walked along the sand. she was pretty pissed off, she'd be showing her true colors for the rest of the day. she was in a bitchy mood. she heard some singing coming form the direction she was nearing. she sighed and rolled here eyes, saying, " god, the beach isn't a fuckin musical scene..". she had her head down and a frown on her face.

she saw the guy who was seeing, and the girls who seemed to enjoy it that where closer to the ocean. she rolled here eyes. could her day suck any more? she sighed when she saw the dude kicking around a soccer ball, by himself. looking dumb as ever. how retarded is that she said in her head. she looked over at him and said, " yeah..well, maybe some one would volunteer to play with you if you didnt treat the beach as some sort of, some sort of stage... gosh." she said. " its sort of annoying to hear happy hippy cheery people sing or act like nothing ever bad happens " she said, yeah. what had happened not to long ago wasnt his fault. but he was the only one around she could bitch at. she ran up and stole the ball from him, a small smile on her face. " want the ball back?" she asked with a small smile on her face. of course she wasn't happy, but she was pissed off. so she felt good, annoying some one so they could feel the same as she did.

yep, no one knew it, but thats how she was. lucky him, he was seeing her true colors. the one she had created not to long ago.

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( notes. )[/font][/size][/size] - aww! sorry you had to
see this side of her. haha
the fun begins!
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[DOMINIC LIAM VALMONT]

• Dominic Liam Valmont •
Don't you put m e on the b a c k b u r n e r ,

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Dominic had a younger brother, but as far as anyone knew, he was an only child. He acted spoiled most of the time, not minding that he spent most of his family's old money on the ladies and himself. You couldn't be a ladies man without doing nice things for them. Women could be pretty materialistic and he didn't mind giving in to their demands, so long as he got a little something something in return. He was your typical party animal, always hosting good parties or hanging out with the vips. If you wanted to be someone in this town, it was best not to get on his bad side. He had a bad habit for blackmailing, even the best of friends and collegues got a taste of this from time to time. Not having one girl to call his own, just alot of women, he didn't have to worry about morality or looking good. His father did harp on him sometimes because of the family name, but he was nineteen now, so it was his life and he would live it how he wanted to. Even if that meant following in his father's footsteps, just tweaked with a more rockstar ending.

As soon as the women left, he'd tossed himself into something that his father was always fond of: sports. He barely noticed someone else approaching him, and even when he did, it wasn't someone special to him. "A stage?" he asked amused without looking up from the ball. He did a few tricks, chuckling a bit as she continued. "Life is a stage... or whatever the fuck the saying is. Do you have any idea what a hippy is? Do I look like I would wear a headband and smoke a fag? Well, yeah, maybe the latter. It wasn't a happy song anyway. Acoustic versions usually aren't, but then again, maybe you're tone deaf. What crawled up your perky ass and died, anyway?" Still, he didn't look up at her. He wasn't interested in what she had to say, just what kind of retort she would give him.

He didn't care, but it would amuse him. He watched as she ran up and stole the ball from him. He wasn't annoyed, despite her efforts. No, now he was entertained.

Dominic grinned as she asked him about the ball. He liked to twist people's words. "No, I'm pretty sure you've had quite a bit of experience there, jailbait," he said with a devilish look, a lopsided grin on his lips where his pearly whites were exposed just a bit. Sometimes he looked like a vampire. He did suck the life out of people, if you gave him a reason to do so. "I don't believe I've seen you around here before. And I know everyone. So who are you?" He liked to know who everyone was because it was easier for him to keep everyone on a leash. If he knew your name, or found it out, then he could learn things that maybe even you didn't know yourself. He used his family's wealth recklessly, what can I say. But it paid off for him in the end, at least, most of the time.

"Come on, give me your best shot," he challenged her, nodding at the ball, knowing that she would probably go for his lower region and ready to block it if she did. Women could be pretty predictable. He kept his eyes on the ball, a grin steady on his lips. He noticed that her accent seemed familiar, but he wasn't sure exactly why. She was probably from one of those big cities, thinking that she could take over here. Oh, she was in for a big surprise. This was his city. She had alot to catch up on if she wanted to be on his level. At least, that's what he thought. But he wasn't as intimidated by her as he would be by a guy, to be honest. He just hadn't met a girl as manipulative as him yet. A guy, yes. His father was one. Not a big surprise there though, right? Like father, like son, or so they say.

( LYRICS ) all these things that i've done - the killers
( TAG ) cassie to the keke =].
( WORD COUNT ) 698 w/o codes ftw!
( NOTES ) haha, yes! let's play!

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[CASSIA ARTESIA WHITLOCK]

( no one can take my place )

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cassia was really not in the mood, to bad. this guy annoyed her and she was taking out all her anger on him. " yes, a stage.. you know? that little thing actors and musicians stand on and..i dunno, perform?" she rolled here eyes. she raised her eyebrows at his next statement and scoffed. was he really trying to get smart with her?. " excuse me, but no one's tone deaf. however, i will be if you keep up that hideous singing up. it doesnt matter, go sing somewhere else. not everyone wants to be annoyed with your little songs and whatever. oh fuck you, save the b.s talk for some one else. well, nothing really. my day was fine thank you very much until i came out here and had to hear what sounded like a dying dog, than you very much. "

[/color] she said, yeah...today was not the right day to mess with her. she wasn't going to admit it, but she found it very annoying that he was paying more attention to some ball more than he was her. whatever, she'd fix that soon. she was a big sucker for eye contact, if she didn't receive it then she felt in a way.. disrespected.

. " oh you bet your ass i do, i'm a pro soccer player, have been for what - 8 years now..dumbness" she said, being sarcastic. of course she wasnt a sportsy girl, but she did know to kick some stuff when she was angry and punch a few things. so what the hay? this wouldnt be so bad? plus the word 'jailbait' didnt really suit with her well, she didnt like it.

she was beginning to get even the more angry. she observed him and realized he really wasnt bothered with her taking his distraction away. okay, fine then! make eye contact with the ball, because she felt like shoving it in his face! . " oh you know everyone, apparently not.. i'm new here. but no worries, sooner than later i'll have this pretty little town of yours wrapped around my pretty little finger. don't doubt it." although she was playing it off, it really did piss her off that he had mentioned he had known everyone, then asked who she was. this dude had a perk to him, an attitude. sort of like the people in new york who didn't take shit for anyone, or if they did, would stab the person in the back afterwards. she was thinking she had made her first real enemy out here. wow, it wasnt to smart of her to have approach him was it? this guy may have been well liked out here? ..was he?

she smiled, he got all ready to dodge the ball. but she didnt think like all the other girls. she was aiming at his face, the had the smart ass mouth and the distracted eyes. she kicked the ball ass hard as she could, catching her balance, she was happy she didnt trip and fall. she placed her hands on her hips and watched as it flew int he direction of his face, crossing her fingers she could only hope it would hit it. he needed to be hit with reality, even if it was a soccer ball. she didnt like this guy, she didnt even know him. better yet, she only had been in a 3 minute conversation with him. he seemed bold and sarcastic. she didn't like it. she wanted him to know that he had got the wrong person mad. she wanted to make a lasting impression on him, this town was small. shew as pretty sure she'd see him around some time again. this wasnt the last of her.

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hahaha! funny!
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[DOMINIC LIAM VALMONT]

• Dominic Liam Valmont •
Don't you put m e on the b a c k b u r n e r ,

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You're gonna b r i n g yourself down, y e a h .[/center][/size]

Dominic didn't mind being the scapegoat when it came to other people's annoyances. In fact, he was normally the source of it, and he liked it that way. Damn, right. It was hard to put up with him, mostly because of the fact that he didn't really give people a chance to like him before his mouth ran quicker than his thoughts. "I know what a stage is... I'm a musician myself, but regardless, you'd have to be very misinformed not to know," he retorted with a quirked brow in her direction. So, she liked to play rough, ehh? Hmm, well, he did like them better when they fought back. What was the point in fighting with yourself? "Are you positive that you're not suffering from some kind of ear infection? You must not be able to hear yourself. Because the shit coming out of your mouth doesn't make much sense." He paused, licking his lips. "I don't think the ladies would flock me if my voice was... what word did you use? Hideous? And I believe you've been watching a little too much Old Yeller."

He listened as she remarked that she was some hotshot player and he couldn't help but laugh, rolling his eyes slightly at the thought. She must've thought that he was extremely gullible. She didn't look like she did sports at all. She looked like one of those girly girls that cared more about a nail breaking than getting the blood rush that came with adrenaline. But he could be wrong, though he rarely was. "Are you sure that you don't mean that you are eight years old? Because you sure as hell look like it," he scoffed in a condescending tone, even though he knew that it was a low blow. He did tend to focus alot on people's looks, mostly because they seemed to stress out the most about it.

Dominic liked to play games of cat and mouse, so this one was beginning to amuse him more as time went on. "Wrapped around your finger? I have every reason to doubt it. Mostly because I'm not the only one ruling this town. There's another blonde in the picture and she's probably just as bad as I am. So you might think you'll be able to get to me somehow, but her? Ha, good luck with that one. I've taught her well," he said with a devilish grin. He was talking about Stella, who was a friend of his that had just as sharp of a tongue as he did. She wasn't bad looking either. In fact, he wouldn't mind tapping that. But this little brunette? He wasn't sure what she would be good for. Maybe to draw in the younger crowd, even if he did like his women older than him, for the most part. But anyway.

People didn't like Dominic, not necessarily, but they tended to stay out of his way. Once you were his target, he would stop at nothing to bring the other person down, even if that meant going down with them. He was prepared to block it if she aimed for his nether regions, but he had pretty good reflexes from playing sports for a good chunk of his life. He watched her foot closely, before managing to dodge the ball just enough where it only nicked his ear as it flew passed his head. "Getting angry there, darling?" he remarked with a lopsided grin, his hand going to up to tug on his earlobe slightly, before moving over to collect his ball, holding it under his arm and against his side. "Remind me not to leave any dog toys lying around." He laughed as he shook his head, moving over to sit on his beach chair, letting the ball rest on his lap as his guitar rested beside him, the wood glimmering slightly under the sunlight.

"You know, it's too bad you're such a bitch. Maybe in another life we could've gotten along... haha, yeah, right."

( LYRICS ) all these things that i've done - the killers
( TAG ) cassie to the keke =].
( WORD COUNT ) 670 w/o codes ftw!
( NOTES ) haha, yes! let's play!

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[CASSIA ARTESIA WHITLOCK]

( no one can take my place )

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cassia was really getting upset, he was getting in her head. this guys he didnt even know was getting in her head. "really? a musician, could've fooled me...." she said with a small grin. she didnt like this guy at all right now. if it where legal she'd take that guitar and bang it against his head a good three times. don't ask...she just thought that way at times. so he thought he could handle her? she was barking at him, but the thing about it was that he was barking back. that was not going to fly.ear infection? was this guy being serious. where did he get his jokes form, the ninth grade? she had a feeling he could do way better than that."no, no.. however, since hearing that awful voice of yours i may be suffering from one now...it doesn't really? understandable, for you - i mean. it seems as if you would be one not to understand fluent english and the hurting truth." she said. she was about ready to go, she didnt have time for this. she knew what the guy look like, therefor, she knew who's life she had to screw up and so. he had crossed paths with the wrong girl.

"oh please, your voice is NOT the reason they surround you, they simply stare at your face trying to figure out if your human or some kind of thing...trust me, i've done that before " she smiled. she loved smiling when she was back talking some one. simply because, if it was the right person, they wouldn't really like it much. she rolled her eyes at his old yeller comment, what was that? a show? she was afraid to tell him she didnt even know what it was because she might have sounded stupid so she just shrugged it off. she laughed lightly when he mentioned her looking very young. cassia knew she did. she didnt mind people putting her down,s he already put her self down so much. it wasn't exactly what you'd cal ' a burn' "oh, well hey - it'll pull off when i'm thirty looking like a young twenty year old? how cool is that?!...anyways, hun.. don't let the pretty young face fool you..i'm nineteen. for such a smart ass i thought you wouldn't assume things by a persons looks, however - being a smart ass doesnt make one smart. " she shrugged. she didnt find his look attractive either. he looked to old, if you asked her. which got her thinking she may have been speaking with a thirty year old. plus, he was very exotic looking - not in a good way.

his lazy eyes didnt make up for it, if you asked her. no wonder he couldnt stare her in her eyes. his eyes looked like they where made to look downward if you asked her. doubt it? good, thats whats hew anted. she wanted people to mistake her and doubt her, it was there mistake in the long run. "doubt?..who me? no way... why is that? " she asked, bashing her long eyelashes, her dark twinkly eyes staring, or at least trying to stare into his. "oh so, theres another one of you..oh interesting! do tell! " she said with a big smile. " O-M-G a blonde? a female? oh my god! and you taught her? I better watch out, huh? " she said, the smile soon decreasing into a small smirk. she stared at him, he was pathetic if you asked her. "you two don't worry me, not you, or the pretty little blonde your talking about.. " she shrugged. she hated that stupid grin he had on his face! she wanted to rip it off and throw it int hat blue sea over there..

many people had many different things to say about cassia's lok. and it really didnt bother her. she had already ranked herself at the lowest, it didnt really matter what people said. hell yeah she was angry! angry that ball didnt hit his ugly face.she crossed her arms, a small smile returning to her face as she shook her head, no. "you play with dog toys? and best of all..you bring them to the beach with you? WOW, you are some type of thing aren't you boy, adda' boy! " she said with a small smile. she loved catching people in their 'not so smart' comments of theirs. her eyebrows rose when he called her a bitch. yes, correct, he was getting a picture. "wowzers! are you saying we could have gotten along?...yeah, well. its to bad you sing so hideously, we just might have " she said rolling her eyes. "oh, if only if only i had aimed a little to the left. good thing, i'll know what to do next time. " she said with an eye roll. she wanted to leave, but she wanted this guy to know, she meant business.

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oh, i felt her anger there for a second!
lmao! i like him!
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[DOMINIC LIAM VALMONT]

• Dominic Liam Valmont •
Don't you put m e on the b a c k b u r n e r ,

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Dominic could tell when he was getting on someone's nerves. When you came from a high standing in society, you became very receptive to people's facial expressions and overall body language. He wasn't sure how well he was getting to Cassia, but something told him that he was doing a pretty damn good job at it. "You must not know any good musicians then," he said with a casual shrug of his shoulders, letting her remark enter through one ear and going out the other. The only person who could ever get to him was his father, because he wanted so hard to please him, but outside of that, no one else would ever have the satisfaction of getting him visibly upset. Internally however, well, that was a different story. But he knew that this little banter between him and Cassia was child's play. "Though you seem like more of a pop person to me. You know, a follower of all the latest trends. Fashion's little whore." He grinned at her remark about the ear infection, one which never got old.

When she continued, he found his grin deepening at the corners, his expression becoming darker. She knew how to move that sharp little tongue of hers, but she was only nipping at him, not biting just yet. That was understandable though, since she was new in town. She didn't know how to work the field yet, but she was getting there. Under any other circumstances, she might even become his protege, the person to take over after he was gone. But they were the same age and he wasn't going anywhere. This town was his for the taking and he had it. Oh, he had it in that vice grip of his, laced with blackmail and black blood. "Hmm, well, that would explain the sex then," he said, twisting her words to his liking. "If I'm like a god, instead of a human, then that explains the incredible sex. Not that you would know anything about that. But hey, you can try your luck. Maybe get into the list sometime next year." He wasn't hitting on her, for his tone was anything but flirty, but he suddenly felt empowered by her comments, not put down.

Dominic smirked in response to her sick smile. She disgusted him with that adorable, young look that she had going on. There was such a thing as looking too cute. He was surprised that someone hadn't thrown up on her shoes yet. But she had a certain zest about her that he knew would get her far. Yes, a certain persistence. Most girls would have turned on their heel and left the moment he started running his mouth, but she took it in. Not only that, but she talked back. Finally, he thought, he'd found a good enemy. Someone that was worth his time. "Yeah, so long as you don't get your man thrown in jail for those cool looks of yours," he said with a laugh, knowing that it would probably look awkward as hell, unless he looked young too. Otherwise, he could be accused of being with a minor, based solely on looks. "I hope you carry your id around. I can't even begin to imagine what a girl like you would have to do to get herself into a club. Flash a bouncer lately?"

He brought his hand up to wave her off as she remarked on him being a smartass. That was nothing new. He was starting to lose hope that people would use new terms for him, because he'd heard every single one in the book. "I'd rather be a smartass. At least we can get by. Never a dull moment," he remarked, losing interest in giving her eye contact again. He knew that she could do alot better than that, but he was starting to think that he was wasting his time. Still, she was good for a first encounter. When she spoke about Stella, which he had mentioned without using her name, he grinned again. Now this conversation was going somewhere. "You don't know her, and you're already assuming that you shouldn't be cautious, so who's the smartass now, hmm?" Stella was a very interesting broad. She was him without the balls, basically.

Dominic quirked a brow at her as she began to rant about dog toys. "Well, when you have a dog, you usually get them dog toys," he remarked, his face scrunching up a bit in disgust as she started talking baby talk. "And when you have a bitch, you usually have to keep them away from her. I have the toys... you're barking... that makes you the bitch, doesn't it? It seems pretty clear to me." He raked his fingers down along his strings as she continued, not picking the guitar up, instead beginning to toss the ball up into the air a short distance and then catching it as he sat on his beach chair. "What the hell... wowzers? Getting a little excited there, jailbait?" He laughed at her with a small shake of his head, before she went on about aiming better next time. "Being a guy has it perks. We always aim well. But the ladies like you, it's no surprise that you missed. I'm sure you missed alot of things. Getting the first part in the play, lack of attention from your parents, maybe even a first kiss. It would explain alot of things."

( LYRICS ) all these things that i've done - the killers
( TAG ) cassie to the keke =].
( WORD COUNT ) 914 w/o codes ftw!
( NOTES ) haha, i love it when that happens.
i felt his bitchyness too XD.

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[CASSIA ARTESIA WHITLOCK]

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cassia rolled her eyes when dominic had told her that she must not have known of any good magicians. why was that? was it because she didnt give into the lud rock or aucostic songs, or whatever they were called - and hideous voices. this guy definitely had an ego. she didnt even know the guys name but she had already assumed that the guy must have thought he was the shit and he was just plain awesomness and he actually wasn't. he didnt look to good to ehr in the look department, he wsnt hideous when it came tot he face, but he just looked different and she wasnt sure she liked it. if she did, she would have probably approached him with some much more nicer words. but the fact was that she didnt, honestly, she didnt understand why any girl would waste her time by staring at him. " oh, don't say that..just because i dont have a think for horrific voices, doesn't mean i have bad music taste, plus - i know of a lot of different musicians.." she shrugged, she didnt believe he was a musician. actually, he didnt sound that bad, but she made it so that she wouldnt think good or even close to good about anything about him. cassia wanted to so badly see him become visibly upset, but it seemed as if this guy was like a sarcastic robot. it had truly upset her. she didnt know why, but it got her really upset when others that she wanted to be upset, were not. cassia, a pop person? yeah she was a pop person! pop was awesome! she sung pop the best,, actually. but hey! that did not mean thats all she listened too, " excuse me, but I happen to be very musically diversed.."she told him, although he really didnt need to know. she didnt need to defend herself to this guy, but if he were going to bark..she'd bark even louder.

sex? what the hell? this guy was weird as hell! how did what she was saying have to do with sex? she automatically thought that he mus have been some type of perv. one of those male whores. he actually did have those looks. " oh, wow..." she said with a slight eye roll, a god? him? seriously? ugh, this guy ws off his case. " honestly, dude - i dont need to know about your personal life " she said, a look of disgust on her face, but the soon it turned into a look of shock. how was he going tot ell her that she didnt know anything about sex? she knew what it was, but she hadnt done so....yet. but there was always a day for that. " okay, at first you were only a horrible singer, but now your a creepy horrible singer..how are you going to tell me what i do and do not know about? .." she asked, she was offended, but she made it seem like she wasnt TOO much of offended, although she were.

" list? oh please, not even if you were the last man, thing,or whatever you are left on earth..i have way more class that that, sorry..." she said with another eye roll. " list? wow, thats just - you are a freak aren't you?.." she said with a small smile, she wasnt flirting with him, it was one of those smiles a person gave another when they just wanted nothing to do witht hem, sort of sarcastic? and yes! she looked very young, but that never did harm with her relationships, this guy was getting over his head right now.

" you know what, just be quiet..its not like you would have to worry about that, like i said - don't let the pretty young face fool you..." she said with a shrug, then he got into the i.d talk. he was getting carried away, so it was obvious she mus have offended him in some way. she felt happy about that. " nope, but i'm sure you have....what even gives you that idea, wow, now i'm adding disgusting to your list, dude. " she rolled her eyes. ugh, she felt like if she did it again they'd fall out of her eye sockets. but that was the thing! the guy was annoying!

" well you don't know me, and your assuming you can get away with talking to me this way..whats the difference?.." she asked with a small smile. she was gonna burry this guy, not literally. but his reputation and pride was going down, soon it would be. she was thinking of plots just now as she store at him. what the hell?it didnt matter what way he tried to put it, humans didnt need toy dogs. he was an idiot." wow, man. you would do a lot better if you kept your mouth shut, your sounding sort of dumb right ow to be quite honest with you..." she said. yeah she said wowzers. that was her word! so the hell what! "well everyone says something to make them original, i have my words like 'wowzers' and you have your horrible singing..." she smirked.

she smiled, listening to the last ting he had to say. oh no, he didnt know anything about her life. he could shut the hell up, her smile turned quickly into a frown. she was about to slap this guy, he look so dumb sitting sown with him guitar. " look, you don't know anything about my life, so i suggest you shut the hell up. your crossing your boundaries with em and isn't going to fly. quite honestly, you know nothing about me, besides the fact i happen to get annoyed by horrible voices and nasty attitudes, whoever or whatever you are..i suggest you watch your back, if you keep this attitude of your up, something will surely happen that you wont like.." she said, deciding it was time to walk away. she started to walk back towards her home, and she turned at him to say, " that's not a threat it's a promise.." the smile returned to her face when she said, " ..it was nice meeting you, i really hope i see you around, buddy " she said. turning once again and continuing to walk towards her home.

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hahaha! funny!
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