tea party for three;; [OPEN]

[lucy megan nelson]

[Lucyin the sky with

[/i]Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left]

A tea party in the garden ? Have fun when the dirt gets into the tea, dumbass. Oh wait, you can't have real tea now, can you ? It's your own fault. You should have known that you'd wind up in some place like this when you jumped on that little bitch.

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"Shut up, Denise." Lucy stomped through the grass, frowning at the small pieces that clung to her shoes. Her forehead was crinkled into a frown as she searched for a good place, her basket balanced on her arm.

She was a little miffed that she couldn't bring her real tea set here, but with these lunatics running the place, what could she expect ? Maybe they'd bend the rules for her later. Surely after they got to know her they'd understand that she just had to have her things with her.

Denise might be right about this one, I'm afraid... Halley really didn't deserve all of that, did she ? Maybe a just a kick or two would have been enough to get the point across...[/s][/color]

Lucy sighed deeply. "You're probably right, Cathy. She's just SO annoying." A couple of people were watching the girl decked from head to toe in pink talk to herself as she strode quickly through the garden. "I don't regret it. She had it coming."

You know best...[/i][/color]

"Yes, I do." Her eyes lit up when she finally found the right spot. It was a little secluded, with some pretty flowers surrounding it. She headed over and began to unload the few supplies she had managed to get.

Do you suddenly have a fondness for pollen, Lucy ? Because last time I checked, you weren't exactly attractive with a runny nose and a swollen up throat. Your neck is already thick enough...[/s][/i]

That's enough, Denise.[/s][/i]

"Both of you just shut up.." she muttered, taking out the three plastic cups and large paper napkin she had packed. Even after the napkin was unfolded and the cups were arranged on top of it, it looked pathetic. Lucy frowned and reached to rip a handful of flowers off of the bush beside her. After sprinkling them over her "table setting", it looked a little better, but it was no where near as good as the one in her room had been.

"This is not going to work for me." [/blockquote]

[timothy kayden leon]

*( mr t i m o t h y leon )

we're one mistake for being together
let's not ask why it's not right


you won't be seventeen forever
&& we can get away with this tonight
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He had to hide, that was the only way for him to get away. It was settled then he would hide and hopefully they would never find him, maybe they would even forget about him, but of course that is just a little farfetched, but someone can hope right? Timothy chewed on his lip nervously as his mother’s shrill voice echoed throughout his ears filling his mind with doubts about why he was even alive.
You little asshole why the fuck are you even alive? Do you really think there is someone out there that really cares? You have no hopes in the world idiot!
Timothy flinched as he remembered her words. Of course, she was right, she was always right even if the words that she said were horrible they were always true. Kayden's small body was completely swamped by the black hoodie that he was wearing.

His jeans were slightly baggy though it was really quite visible since it was only around the ankles and his red vans were still a vibrant color. His fringe fell over his eyes as he walked along at the steady rate not really paying attention to where he was going. The farther the better, the longer it would take for him to be found. He didn't want to see a counselor and every time he had a session set up he always hid the day before. It seemed like he almost always got out of them, but once and while they would either find him or catch him in the act. His lower lip was a soft red color as his teeth kept ripping over it and over the metal that was on his lower lip. Of course he never paid much attention to it as he continued to do it as he shuffled along the pathway, though it didn't take him long to find himself jumping around trying to avoid the three tea cups, napkin and flowers that were set all neatly on the ground.

He wasn't sure how he had missed the plastic cups and he didn't even realize that he was trying to avoid them until his clumsy self ended up tripping over his own feet and ended up landing on his ass near the small arrangement, but somehow not on the tea cups. He had really hoped he didn't mess anything up to bad, but when he looked up he noticed that he had accidently kicked one of the tea cups off of the make shift blanket. His cheeks were burning red as he hesitantly picked up the cup and set it back where it belonged. "Sorry" Timothy mumbled quietly as he glanced over to the brown-haired woman who he presumed had set up this small tea party. Normally the boy would have just walked away, but he stayed sitting as he waited stupidly for the yelling to start.

He wasn't sure why he had stayed, but for some reason he didn't think she would yell. Though that was his optimistic half while his pessimistic half was screaming at him like his mother had once done calling him stupid telling him he was only going to get hurt again. Of course, he was he always-got hurt one way or another, he always was hurt by someone. People were cruel and heartless; anything anyone does is done with self-intentions. No matter what whenever someone does something whether it is subconsciously or not there is always a selfish motivation behind it.

WORDS!? 581
STATUS!? done
SONG!? seventeen forever by metro station
ANYTHING ELSE!?
CREDIT!? credit to carrie @ caution [/SIZE][/FONT]

[lucy megan nelson]

[Lucyin the sky with

[/i]Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left]

Suddenly Lucy found herself lunging protectively over her small set-up. At the same time, it occured her her that she probably should have scooted back to avoid his flailing legs. Finally, he just fell, and she began to assess the damage. A couple of flowers had gotten squished, but there was a ton of those behind her, so that wasn't a big deal. The napkin now had a small rip in it, but she could move a cup over that to hide it. Wait... one, two... one of the cups was missing. Oh, if he had sat on it, she was going to scalp him.

He must not have heard what happened to the last person who screwed up your tea party...

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"Shut up, Denise," she said in a slightly relieved tone as he provided the missing cup and put it back where it belonged. That was a phrase she said nearly continuouslyt throughout the day, but since she was the only one who really knew who Denise was (besides her therapists), most people got confused or even scared when she said it randomly. And since he couldn't hear Denise, he could have thought she was talking to him.

Lucy turned her attention for the first time to the boy that had fallen, nearly on her tea set.
"That was a close one. I'll let it go this time, but you'd better not let it happen again." A slight menacing look was given to him with the last few words, and then the smile that was always plastered on her face when she was having a tea party came back.

"Well, I didn't know you'd be coming, so you'll have to share a cup with Cathy. It's really quite rude to just drop in at tea time, you know ? Ah well, I forgive you. It wouldn't be much of a tea party if I was mad at you now would it ? Now, do you take one flower, or two ?" she asked, grasping a flower and poising it over his cup, ready to drop it in when he gave the answer. Most people would think she was crazy, but to Lucy this was all normal.

Ask him his name, dear. It'd be quite awkward talking to someone without ever using names. And this is supposed to be a fun tea party. It's been so long since we had a good one.[/s][/color]

"Of course, of course, you're right. What is your name ? I'm Lucy, well, Princess Lucy, actually," she said, gesturing to the tiara on her head.[/blockquote]

[timothy kayden leon]

*( mr t i m o t h y leon )

we're one mistake for being together
let's not ask why it's not right


you won't be seventeen forever
&& we can get away with this tonight
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Timothy's whole face turned a violent crimson as he saw the damage that he had created, but before he could say, a word she was snapping at someone named Denise, Timothy flinched as she did so even though she couldn't have been talking to him, surely he wasn't. He was a guy and his name wasn't even Denise. Timothy flinched once more at her words as she slowly scooted away from the girl. His mother's face flashed through his mind as her voice made his hands shake ever so slightly. Timothy just nodded his head nervously as she spoke. S-sorry Timmy stuttered as she told him it was rude to just drop in. Another rule that he mentally added to the long list that his mother had etched into his brain as a child. I-I g-guess Timothy stuttered once more as he looked down to his shaking hands.

The boy tried to wring his hands out as much as possible in attempts to stop the shaking though his attempts were futile. Kayden blinked a few times before he realized that she was asking how many flowers he wanted in his little plastic cup. Though usually he wasn't one for witty comments, he remembered that he was sharing a cup with Cathy. Oh well how many does Cathy want? Because I wouldn't want to be rude to Cathy Timothy managed to get out all in one breath. There were the rare times when he did speak in complete sentences, but they were rare. As he listened to the girl speak he couldn't help, but think about Alice in Wonderland. She was so similar to the Mad Hatter that it was almost as if they were related, but of course he was a cartoon and she was real.

Timothy's nose twitched ever so slightly as the girl spoke once more. Tim-Timothy he said in a small voice as he watched the teacups in front of him with an insane amount of intensity. Princess Lucy Kayden said with a small nod, though it was meant to substitute a bow he realized that he probably should have just stood up and bowed, but then of course the deed was already done and hopefully she wouldn't get mad again. Was all that the boy was hoping for as she shifted closer to the glass and waited patiently for 'Cathys' reaction? Well of course, maybe Cathy was made up, but Timothy could understand, everyone needed a security blanket and possibly Cathy and Denise was hers, just like cutting his wrists are his. Everyone had a vice and no matter how weird they seem it isn't something that can exactly be controlled.

However, his mother said otherwise Timothy was able to break away from her in that aspect. His fingers twitched ever so slightly as he sat Indian style while resting his hands in his lap. His eyes glazed over her tiara that was sitting gracefully on her head; really, it was a pretty thing in deed. That is a pretty tiara Kayden said shyly as he tore his eyes away from her small crown and to her big eyes. Well it wasn't that they were big they just reminded him of a doe in some way. With her brown hair and dark eyes, she was just the image of innocence, but then of course no one is as they appear. At first glance, the girl would come off as innocent and sweet, but now from talking to her it seemed like she was a lot more complex than he had first assumed.

WORDS!? 601
STATUS!? done
SONG!? seventeen forever by metro station
ANYTHING ELSE!?
CREDIT!? credit to carrie @ caution [/SIZE][/FONT]

[lucy megan nelson]

[Lucyin the sky with

[/i]Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left]

She nodded when he asked how many Cathy wanted.
"Well, how bout it, Cathy ?" she asked in a slightly bored voice.

Two, please. So nice of him to ask. It's rare to find people that do that now a days and-

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"It doesn't require a speech, Cathy. She takes two. And she's glad you asked." She dropped the flowers in the cup he shared with one of the voices in her head and listened as he told her his name.

"Timothy. Tim-o-thy. Timothy... I like it. It's cute but not corny," she decided. He really should be glad she liked his name, she tended to rename those who had names she didn't approve of. "Why thank you," she said in surprise, reaching up to touch it and make sure it was still in its proper place. "I like it. I only take it off to sleep... well, and shower, but it'd be kinda hard to wash your hair with a tiara on, wouldn't it ?"

State the obvious much ?[/s][/i]

"I swear, Denise, I will take your cup away and give it to Timothy if you don't play nice. What is it I always tell you ?"

Shut up, Denise ?[/s][/i]

"The other thing."

Don't speak unless you can improve the silence...[/i][/color]

"Exactly." Since her half-out loud conversation was done, she returned her attention to the other person there. "I'm sorry we don't have any real tea. The people here aren't really good at accomodating. They wouldn't even let me bring my real set. You'd like it. It was china and had these pretty little roses on it. Now, all I have are these..." She lifted the plastic cup and stared at it in disgust. "But, it's better than nothing."

She lifted the cup up and took a fake sip, swallowing nothing loudly before crossing her legs and focusing on him again.

"So tell me about yourself, Timothy. What brings you walking through the garden ?"

Tell him I like his hair... it's a little long, but better than the annoying cut that everyone has. I hate it when a hairstyle gets to be a trend.[/s][/i]

"Cathy likes your hair." The words seemed to come out of no where and probably interrupted his story. "Sorry, she would have been annoying me until I said it and I really do want to listen to you. Continue," she said with a little wave of her hand. [/blockquote]

[timothy kayden leon]

*( mr t i m o t h y leon )

we're one mistake for being together
let's not ask why it's not right


you won't be seventeen forever
&& we can get away with this tonight
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He sat there silently as she procedded to ask 'Cathy' how many flowers she wanted and he just nodded as she spoke to him. No problem Timmy got out as he watched her intently while she dropped the two small flowers into the cup. Both flowers were the identical, but still each held a differnet elegance to them. Then of course that could just be Timtohy's imagination running off with him again. He just nodded as the girl pronouced his name in many different forms. Thanks he stuttered ever so slightly as he began wringing his thumb out due to her naturally nervous attitude. Timtohy just nodded as she sadi thank you and then began to explain when she takes it off and when she doesn't. Makes sense the boy whispered softly as his eyes left his thumbs and ventured up to the sparkling tiara.

Timothy stayed silent as she spoke to 'Denise' he didn't dare speak a word, not like he really would have anyways. He watched the girl with curiousity while she spoke, she was really quite intriguing to the boy he wasn't sure how else to describe her other than different, but that was meant in the best way possible. Though people don't generally look at being called different a good thing which is a reason why he doesn't usually use the term 'different' when describing things. Lucy caught hold of Timothy's attention once more as she began to speak to him. She spoke about her china set at home and how everyone here wasn't exactly helpful, but he could understand why though he refused to voice his opinion so he simply nodded his head in agreement It sounds beautiful everytime he spoke he was always surprised at the tenor of his voice.

He rarely used it and when he did it was always rusty and sometimes his voice even broke from a lack of use, but luckily he has been saved from that embarressment thus far. Her question didn't shock him, but still he was a little thrown off by it, but before he could even get a word in she was already saying something else. His hands quickly started to touch his hair as she spoke. Th-thanks he stuttered out again as he placed his hands back into his lap once more. Oh well I uh was just trynig to um uh-avoid going to myy session Timothy suttered out, of course he probably had sounded like an idiot and she seemed like the type to scold him for talking the way he did, but at least he managed to get it all out.

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STATUS!? done
SONG!? seventeen forever by metro station
ANYTHING ELSE!?
CREDIT!? credit to carrie @ caution [/SIZE][/FONT]