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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 5, 2009 15:01:25 GMT -5
Julian put his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. "If you say so.." Julian told her about the fight. "I wouldn't of hit a girl." He looked around the library, feeling tired of being in the room.
"I understand. " He said, referring to the life problems subject. He decided it would probably be best if he tried to get to know her, before bringing up such subjects. "So.. do you have any brothers I know?"
Julian folded his arms, hearing her 'never reveal sources' statement. "Alright- I get that.. What did they say, then?" He questioned her. He was thinking to himself that she might've just made it up.
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 5, 2009 15:48:57 GMT -5
"I can't tell. I made a promise and I keep my promise. I've already said to much," she acted like she was zipping her lips and locking them and then she pretended to throw the invisable key behind her. "It's not like I got hit on purpose, " she said making a face. She was glad that he seemed to believe her newest story.
She reached across the table for her sunglasses. "I don't know if you know him but there's Brandon he would be a year older then me," finally she grasped them. Slowly she put them back over her face wincing as the braced themselves upon her nose.
Nicole looked back at the clock. There was still about two and a half hours left. She wanted to go to sleep, but she couldn't very well do that right now. That would be just plain rude.
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 5, 2009 16:28:24 GMT -5
Julian unfolded his arms and his serious face came back. "Well, I don't know who said it or what was even said- obviously- But, maybe you should tell them to mind their business. I'm not like that, anymore." He said, thinking he should've added the 'anymore' part earlier.
"I don't know any Brandons." He told her. He watched her put her sunglasses on and shook his head. "You look prettier without them." He told her quietly. "And they're probably not helping your bruise." He said a little louder.
He watched her look at the clock. He thought she might've been getting bored with him. "Am I bothering you?" He asked her, smiling. "Ah- don't worry, my feelings won't be hurt. I'm that type of guy, right? I don't feel emotions." He said, teasing her.
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 5, 2009 16:40:40 GMT -5
Again she held her hands up. "Woah there buddy, getting a little angry now are we? Tired of the shit everyone says about you? Getting a little bit worked up over a little bit of nothing," she taunted Julian with a smile. She couldn't quite understand why he was getting angry about it. I mean people talk right, as long as it isn't true then there shouldn't be a problem. Most people got angry when things we're true.
As he said "anymore" the gears in her head started to turn. "So you were that type of guy then," she said sarcastically. Knowing he was right about the sunglasses not helping her bruise she took them off and threw them across the table at him. "Keep um until we get to leave," she muttered.
Nicole ignored his last comment and placed her head on the table turned so she was still looking at him. "Yea Brandon got his shit together. Doesn't hang out with me anymore, unless it's to babysit," she said through a yawn. She doubted that Julian knew him, so when he said he didn't it wasn't that big of a suprise
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 5, 2009 23:13:17 GMT -5
He didn't really know what to say after this. Sure, it might've been true- if he'd known what was said, but hearing things about himself just made him angry. A temper problem had been with him since he was 6, why would it change, now? "I'm just saying." He said, "I mean, don't you get mad when you hear things about yourself?"
"And yeah- I guess I was that type of guy.. But I've been through some shit and I'm done with it. It's not worth it anymore-" He said, but stopped himself before he went off ranting about stupid drunk girls. They know what they're doing- everyone knew what they were doing. The rumors are too vastly spread for Julian to beat up EVERYONE.
He took the sunglasses and put them in his hoodie pocket as he smiled. He wasn't planning on giving them back- it would give him a reason to talk to her some other time and some better place- other than Saturday school.
"Got his shit together, huh? So.. I'm guessing you haven't got your shit together?" He questioned her with his eyebrows raised. "I'd babysit you." He said, jokingly. "But someone would have to pay me- after what I saw the other night."
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 6, 2009 2:42:33 GMT -5
She gasped. "What did you see last night?" Nicole would like to be filled in on that since she couldn't remember a damn thing from the night before. Well actually she could remember bits and pieces but they were too scattered about for her to fit the pieces together. "You tell me does it look like I have my shit together," once again she directed her finger at the bruise.
Nicole had no idea why she had suddenly kept bringing the bruise up, she had told herself earlier that she wasn't going to let anyone see it or attempt that. Her nose and forehead wrinkled up as she watched her sunglasses slip in his pocket. She had this feeling that she would forget about them and he would keep them.
"People saying shit, well I've learned to not let it bother me. Everyones going to have an opinion about me and if I let that get to me then I'd try and change myself and if that happened then I would be Nicole Marie Anderson," she rambled wondering if she had even made sense and if she did would he get what she was talking about.
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 6, 2009 2:59:02 GMT -5
Julian smiled at the thought of Nicole last night. "Ah, let's just say.. You were totally on my nuts." He chuckled and waited to see if she would believe him. "And no.. You don't have shit together. I'm seeing that. No offense." He said, looking around the library.
"I get what you're saying." He lied. "I mean, I just get mad- because I know what happened.. They don't. And the stories just get worse and worse as they go from person to person. I never knew I could be as cool as people make me out to be." He said smiling. "But really.. Sometimes it's not cool. Sometimes I think they just make shit up.. Like this one time- Someone said that I-" And he stopped himself. This was no place to open up. And he barely knew this girl.
He tried to smooth his hair down with one hand as the other sat on the table. He failed, of course- it still stuck straight up. He looked at her bruise and smirked. He could be so mean about it, but he kept the jokes to himself. Most girls would be self concious about that kind of stuff.
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 6, 2009 3:12:19 GMT -5
"Sweetie I doubt I was on your nuts. No really what did I do last night? It would be helpful if I could find out," she laughed. Actually she hoped she hadn't been trying to get at him last night that would've been pretty embrassing. Not that he wasn't cute or anything just embrassing in the way she didn't remember.
Nicole frowned as he looked at her bruise. "If you're going to make fun of me for it just do it now. I mean maybe I'm still hungover and I won't remember all of it later on. Or maybe next time I'm wasted you can just make fun of me," she laughed while still trying to keep the frown on her face. However she seemed to be failing at doing so.
She wanted to ask him what he was about to say but she was sure that if he had stopped there had been a reason why. Maybe he didn't feel like opening up to someone he just met. "You can't let shit bug you, once people find out that it does then they keep doing it. I know it sounds stupid but they do it because it's the only way they can feel better about themselves. Or it's an ex and they just feel like fucking up your life," she chuckled shaking her head a bit.
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 6, 2009 3:19:47 GMT -5
Julian laughed. "Alright, you weren't on my nuts. We didn't even talk- I don't think.. There were boys around you and shit.." He told her. "But I do specifically remember trying to make eyes at you." He said, leaning closer to her over the table. He leaned back, "But you did not return them." He said and smiled.
"And I'm not going to make fun of you. It gives you character. Spunk and what not." He said, teasing her, again. "What does that mean? We'll be wasted together sometime?" He asked, raising his eyebrows while he smirked.
"And you're right. I really shouldn't let it bother me. I can't go around fighting everyone, you know?" He said, wanting to drop the subject. Sooner or later- he would get his rumor out of her.
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 6, 2009 3:31:54 GMT -5
She decided to leave the lectures about rumors and whatnots alone. Nicole felt as if they were going around in circles and she was to tired to deal with that. There was no point in trying to prove something to someone who didn't want to be proven wrong. Ignorance it would be the downfall of them all.
"Who knows, I'm sure you go to most of the same shit as me. I'm pretty sure you'll see me wasted some time soon. Maybe tonight," she shrugged as she picked her head up off the table. "Really you were trying to make eyes at me? And yea I bet there was a lot of guys. Girls and I don't seem to quite get along very well. Though I have no idea why," she pulled the hood over her head with a smile.
She smirked. "Spunk, man that's what every girl wants to her," she said sarcastically though she smiled after saying it. So she wasn't upset with the comment.
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 6, 2009 3:47:08 GMT -5
He leaned closer to her as she picked her head off the table. "What would you rather hear? I'll tell you whatever you want." He told her, a smirk on his face, but looking serious at the same time.
"And I suppose I could see you drunk again. It's a possiblity. Maybe I'll just help you out next time- "babysit" if you will." He said and laughed.
"Yes- I was trying to make eyes at you. I don't know why- you were surrounded by guys making eyes at you.. I thought maybe I could just step in like- Bam. I'm the shit." He said, joking. "But it didn't turn out like I wanted. I ended up getting smashed- and.. passing out somewhere.. Where'd you wake up?" He asked, curious. This question she would answer could spell out a lot about herself.
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 6, 2009 3:57:39 GMT -5
"At home, like I said I have a babysitter. And those guys well most of them know Brandon and whoever is the sober driver that night will give Brandon a call whenever I've reached my limit," she chuckled. Nicole knew she was in good hands whenever she went out anywhere. Brandon had started that plan when she had once found herself out of the city. Not good. "And where did you wake up this morning?"
She laughed as he explained his thinking process from the night before. "Well those guys can be pretty protective. I don't think you could just be like bam I'm the shit. I'm pretty sure that role has already been taken by me," Nicole leaned closer to Julian as she said this.
Her lips were right next to his ear. "How about you tell me whatever you think I want to hear. I'm /very/ indecisive," she whispered. With a smirk she leaned back in her chair arms crossed waiting for what he was going to say next.
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 6, 2009 4:04:39 GMT -5
"Ah- Haha- You're the shit, now? I guess you don't know about me, do you?" He said, laughing. "Yeah.. Well, that sucks- about the guys and the babysitting thing.. So, none of those guys are like.. Your boyfriend or whatever?" He asked. He felt kind've stupid about the way it came out.
"And I woke up in the backseat of my friend's car. It was weird and it stunk.." He said, trying to remember. He made a face as he remembered the stench in the car. "It might've been the pizza under his seat..
He smirked as she whispered to him. "Ah.. Girl you are gunna get me in trouble.." He said slowly to her.. "But I believe the question is- What do you want to hear?"
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Post by Nicole Marie Anderson on Aug 6, 2009 4:18:16 GMT -5
"Yes I'm the shit. You can't say you haven't noticed that by now." She usually wasn't this conceited with people she just met, but this boy had an ego on him and she loved to tear those off with a smile. "And like I said I'm indecisive. So you will have to tell me whatever you think I want to hear," she smirked again.
The dreaded boyfriend question had finally came up. Nicole was actually suprised that it hadn't came up sooner. With most guys it was usually one of the first questions that came up. Her eyebrows burried in and she shook her head. "Awh boyfriends well you see they tend not to understand my life choices and sometimes they don't agree with them. So I don't keep them very long. Maybe a week or so, but no currently I don't have one."
She tended to ramble when she had to answer questions she didn't like to answer. The reasons was so ridiculous and saying it out loud had made her feel pretty dumb, though she shook the feeling off. "Well that sounds like a fanastic place to wake up. But I rather be in my lovely bed," she chuckled.
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Post by Julian Tyler Durkes on Aug 6, 2009 4:25:24 GMT -5
"Yeah- I'd rather be in your bed, too." He muttered, smiling. He cracked himself up all the time. His dirty jokes were too much for him. He kept smiling as he thought of things he shouldn't be thinking of. Ewwwie.
Julian was sort've taken back when he heard discomfort in her voice about the boyfriend subject. "Well, I wouldn't really care if you had one or not- I'd still be talking to you the same way.." He said smiling. "Um.. A week or two?" He said raising his eyebrows. damn, had this girl been around the block or what? He decided not to say anything else about it.
"Alright.." Julian said, thinking of what to say. "You're beautiful. Bruised or not.. I think you want me. I think you want to ditch this class right now- go somewhere with me." He said, and the last part was more of a question. "Oh yeah- and you're the shit. I realized it."
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