( heaven is overrated ) james!

[RHYEN ELODIE JUDD]

now that she's back in the atmosphere
with drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey

----- rhyen wasn't exactly big on breakfast. she never usually ate it in high school, and over that course of four years, she had just gotten used to not eating anything in the morning. well, anything big really. she actually would consider a slice of toast breakfast, while other people needed to have a full bowl of cereal or an omelet or something to properly function. rhyen was usually good with something very small, like a single slice of toast, an apple, or even a handful of dry cereal. she sort of wondered why this morning, she woke up with an irrational craving for pancakes. not just regular pancakes, though, strawberry banana pancakes. now, first she wondered if she had any pancake mix, and when she found that in the pantry, she wondered if she had any strawberries and/or bananas. fortunately, she had one banana left and a handful of small strawberries. it was her lucky day or something. the pancakes were only for her, so it wasn't like she needed an entire bunch of bananas and a million strawberries. leaving the kitchen for a bit, she took her shower in record time, finding that her spontaneous craving was pretty damn strong. once everything was out on the counter, she started to chop up the strawberries and the banana and set out to prepare herself some friggen pancakes. mornings weren't really her thing, but when rhyen had a craving for a specific food, she had a craving. and it usually didn't go away until she had the specific food in her system, and damnit she wanted those strawberry banana pancakes!

----- by the time rhyen had finished making the pancakes, her hair was, for the most part, dry, and her phone was going off. wait.. what? shit!

[/color] she had to meet james. how could she forget that? see how her irrational food cravings get in the way of everyday life? if she would have just carried out her morning normally, she probably would have been ready by now. sighing, she grabbed a small tupperwear container out of one of the cabinets above the counter, setting the five pancakes inside. she would just eat them on her way to meet him, and, knowing rhyen, she probably wouldn't even finish them. now, picking out and outfit was a totally different story. with the pancakes on the counter, she set off to her room, nearly running and slipping in front of her closet. rhyen literally grabbed the first things she saw; a pair of red tights and an oversized t-shirt that resembled a casual dress. when they were on her, she pulled an oversized cardigan on so she wouldn't freeze, and slipped on her favorite boots. it probably wasn't the most practical outfit in the world, but, hey, did i ever say she was a practical person? especially in picking out her outfits. rhyen liked to make a statement when she could. bright red leggings were kind of hard to miss. her phone was still going off as she finished pulling her boots on, and it took everything in her not to scream at the defenseless electronic. it wasn't at fault for going off, rhyen was the one who had set the alarm so she wouldn't forget when to leave. after the ringing had ceased, she grabbed her purse and hoisted it on her shoulder, brushing her hair out of her face before rushing over to her dresser to put on some eyeliner. her hair wasn't exactly the neatest thing, but it suited the look. it looked a little windblown, almost like she had just woken up from a nap. she quite liked it.

----- after she was absolutely sure that she was ready, she grabbed her phone and let it drop into her purse, as well as her keys. she left her bedroom, grabbing the pancakes off the counter on her way out. rhyen made sure her door was locked and wrapped her sweater around herself, immediately regretting her decision to wear what she currently had on. unfortunately, it was too late to go back inside and change. she really didn't like to keep people waiting. before she could even get twenty steps away from her house the plastic container was opened, and rhyen was ripping off a small piece of one of the pancakes. she couldn't help but smile as she chewed on it; it had been far too long since she had these. nobody could make them like her mom, though. rhyen's mother had the ability to make the best breakfasts the girl had ever tasted in her life, and sometimes she would drive over to her parents' house for the day just so she could have some of her mom's home made food. it was something she would never get tired of; the meals were enough, but not so much that she felt like she was going to explode after eating them. it was perfect.

----- time seemed to pass by pretty fast, and rhyen began to approach where she said she would meet james. only half a pancake was gone, she was a pretty slow eater. looking around, she didn't see any sign of her friend. maybe he had forgotten? or maybe she was just early. curious, she reached into her bag and pulled out her phone to see what time it actually was. i stress over being late and i end up getting here early,[/color] she sighed, putting the phone away again. well, all there was left to do was wait. and pray that she didn't freeze. next time she agreed to meet someone, she was wearing jeans and a coat for sure. she made her way over to a small tree, sitting down and leaning against it. the ground wasn't wet, thank goodness. it wasn't early enough for the dew to still be on the grass. still, the ground was pretty cold. biting back a small yawn, rhyen opened the plastic container again, working on finishing the rest of the pancake that she hadn't finished on the way there.

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status: finito
tagged: james morgan
word count: 1007 without codes
outfit: boom
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[/color][/font] KARI BEAR !? of caution 2.0
notes: i'm not exactly sure how to go about this, haha[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[JAMES RYAN MORGAN]

Mornings were almost always horrible for James Morgan. If you knew about his party boy, hard ass reputation then it shouldn’t take long to figure out why James had so much trouble waking up in the morning. His partying habits were beyond ridiculous and could probably put any big celebrity to shame. It was the same every night he went out; he had the routine down pat. He’d get to the club and get a couple drinks before doing anything else. Depending on his mood, he’d have at least two or three shots before hitting the dance floor. It was enough to get him going, but not enough to completely throw off his balance. Then, he’d find a hot girl that would most likely want to go home with him. They were almost always the dark haired type, for some reason those types of girls always seemed more challenging to get and a little more mysterious. While most blondes were just waiting for someone to sweep them away into a bed, it was way too easy. Once his victim was chosen, they’d share a dance or two, along with a few drinks. By the time they had a good amount of alcohol in their system, the two would usually be all over each other at the bar, which is the point where they decide to leave. They would usually take a cab to the girl’s place; it makes it easier for James to book it before the girl woke up in the morning. But last night in particular was an interesting one for James. It sort of strayed from his usual routine, he still got into the chick’s pants, they ended up going to his house. At first James thought it wouldn’t be a problem, he’d just leave and have her escorted out once she woke up.

But things don’t always go the way you want them to. And this morning was a prime example of just that. James snuck out of bed, the chick (who’s name escapes him) was still laying there in his bed. She slept silently, her chest rising and falling with every soundless breath. The girl was pretty hot, even when she slept with her wild “sex hair” protruding from her head every which way. Okay, maybe that was slightly unattractive. James was careful not to wake her as he moved towards the door of his room. He managed to get downstairs to the bathroom so he could shower. The risk of waking the girl by taking a shower in his own bathroom was too great, so the downstairs shower would have to do. Fifteen minutes later, James returned to his room, a towel wrapped around his waste. He was so busy drying his hair with another towel that he didn’t realize that the girl was sitting up, staring right at him. It startled James when he’d noticed her. To make a long story short, the girl was pissed that he was just going to up and leave her there to be escorted out like some criminal or something. James literally had to physically pick her up to get her out of his house. She refused to go quietly, throwing random items at him and his house. It was really a sight to see. Had he any neighbors around, they would get a nice kick out of the whole scene. And the whole ordeal didn’t do anything to improve his headache from the heavy drinking of the previous night.

And now he was totally off track as far as what he was supposed to be doing. The headache made it hard to remember. He was pretty sure he was going to meet someone this morning. But who and where was slipping his mind. Ah well, maybe if he got dressed and ready, then in time he’d remember. Opening up his closet, James searched for something to wear. He didn’t put much thought into it, considering he didn’t want to use his brain too much today due to his headache, and even though he wasn’t sure who he was meeting, he was pretty sure it wasn’t a special occasion so there was no need to dress too nicely. So he picked out a simple, gray t-shirt, and dark-wash jeans. The gray did well for his bright blue eyes, making them seem even brighter than normal. James grabbed his phone, checking his previous messages. Maybe it would give him some clue as to where he was going. There were a few pointless messages, and then there was one from Rhyen from last night, reminding him to meet her at the park today. Well, problem solved. He checked the time; yeah, he was pretty much late. James sighed, pocketing his phone in the back pocket, along with his wallet. He slipped on a pair of sneakers, grabbed his keys and headed out the door.

Before he drove over to the park, breakfast was definitely in order. So a quick pit stop to a small café, and James was ready with a cinnamon roll and a tall cup of coffee. Not very healthy, but oh well. He didn’t care. His love for cinnamon rolls was too great to not have one this morning. James arrived to the park just a few minutes late from their meeting time. Hopefully Rhyen wouldn’t be too upset with him. If she was, then he could always bribe her with a piece of his cinnamon roll. James smirked lightly as he plucked a piece of the doughy goodness off of the roll and placed it in his mouth. James walked on the pathway of the park for a while, not seeing Rhyen anywhere. Then, his eyes landed on a large tree with a familiar face sitting underneath it. James walked over; Hey gorgeous, he greeted, with a flirty smile before taking a sip of his coffee and sat down next to her. Sorry I’m late I had a…Rough morning, he added, spreading his legs out in front of him and crossing them at the ankles. So what do I have to do to get some of those pancakes? he questioned, looking at her letting his eyes wander from the container of pancakes to her get up for the day. He's always thought that Rhyen was hot and today she was looking good. Only she could pull off that messy bed hair look and actually make it look good.

word count: 1,073 w/o code
status: finally dooone
tag: rhyen elodie judd
outfit: sexy sexy
notes: sorry i took so damn long. D;
listening to: Can't Believe It Remix - T-Pain feat. Justin Timberlake
credit to: colleen @ caution for the text banner