Wandering leads to unexpected Encounters [TASHA]

[Skylar Mayson]

SKYLAR...

Beep. Beep, beep, beep. Beep. Beep, beep, beep. The damn phone wouldn’t stop until somebody picked it up. On the external screen it read '5 new messages'. Grumbling, eyes still shut he propped himself up in bed with his elbows. Hair a mess, he had been laying on his stomach, the side of his sheets were wet from drool. Skylar hadn’t had much sleep the other night from spending hours late on the computer, and he woke up every few hours, for whatever reason was beyond his understanding. Squinting his eyes, his vision was blurry, he saw the light of his phone, and the damn annoying beeping continued. Skylar sighed, reaching out for the phone and missing it a couple of times, he finally got a hold of it. Flipping it open the electronic device died instantly. Sky sighed again, flopping back into his drool. That was disgusting. Grumbling a bit more, he wiped it off his face then finally got his lazy ass out of bed. Sitting up in bed he wore a purple t-shirt with white wording on it, red striped boxers, and black socks. Pushing himself off the bed Skylar walked around his cell, rubbing his head it happened all too fast…BOOM! Grinning, he found himself on the floor, clothes were everywhere around his bed, he really should clean up a bit. It was mostly just jeans scattered about, he had about a hundred or so. He didn’t understand how his cell mates put up with him, usually he wouldn’t be so untidy. Oh well, he thought. He picked up his jeans, the belt still clinging to them. Skylar didn’t remember the last time he really washed these, but either way he through them on without really thinking about it. It was one of his lazy mornings. Actually he wasn’t sure if it was even the morning. He had probably slept through the whole day. Running a hand quickly through his hair he did whatever he could to make it look decent. Skylar had not a clue in the world what he was going to do today. He could possibly draw a bit out in the garden, go to the music room or do whatever. Sky hadn’t been inspired much lately to play either guitar or drums for that matter. On the other hand music was definitely something he could go for at the moment. Kicking things on the floor out of his way he finally found his ipod. Smiling he put his head phones in then scrolled through his songs, artists, and albums. Settling on Through Glass by Stone Sour the boy headed out.

He looked around out into the hallway, no one was there. It wasn’t shocking, this place was pretty dead. Skylar sighed then turned up the volume, he still didn’t know where his destination was. Oh well he’d travel absentmindedly wherever his feet took him through State. Maybe he’d bump into someone he knew or something. He smiled at this thought, he could think of a lot of people he wouldn’t mind seeing actually. Looking down at his ipod he continued to scroll through the hundreds of songs all stuffed onto the little gadget. Sky flipped to the song The Suffering by Coheed and Cambria. Closing his eyes and bobbing his head back ‘n’ forth he started to sing, not exactly sure where he was going or if any one was around for that moment.

“Is there a word or right to say
Even in this old fashioned way?
Go make your move, girl
I'm not coming home!

Would things have changed if I could've stayed?
Would you have loved me either way?
Dressed to the blues.
Day to day with my collar up.

Decision sits so make it quick
A breath inhaled from an air so sick
I cursed the day I had learned
Of the web you spun...
You had your hold till bleeding"

He loved to sing, there was nothing to it. Skylar never really thought he was good at doing such, but he really didn’t care what anyone else thought. Blasting the song in his ears, if someone was around you could hear it screeching from his headphones, or maybe not considering he was singing so loud. Without realizing he was going in circles around the boys cell area, he had at least past his own a few times without even noticing. Well, so far he wasn’t getting himself anywhere

Wordcount: 700...and something O.o
Outfit: Sky's outfit
Other: blah, this post is crap xP

[Natasha Pauley]

` and i am a weapon
A N D I T ' S N O T M Y F A U L T I T ' S

H O W I ' M P R O G R A M M E D T O F U N C T I O N

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The sixteen year old Natasha had only gotten to Michigan State the other day, but still, she was really confused. The place was so big, it took her anywhere from five to fifteen minutes to find where it was that she had to go. She seriously needed a map. This morning she had been in her cell, which was like a dorm room for everyone here. After waking up several times during the night, a few times for a bad dream, and the other times from her paranoia, she finally gave up. She'd been up since five a.m. Not wanting to be in there all morning, she decided to get dress and go wander around a bit. She put on her black tank top, some sweats, and added her black swirl jacket, putting up the hood, and headed out of her cell.

Only a few steps out her door, she thought of something she'd want to have with her. Her iPod. One of the few things that kept her from being bored. Which was actually quite a lot. Quietly, she crept back into the cell with other sleeping girls. Walking over to her bed, she went into her dresser, getting out her silver iPod nano. She'd rather have a different color, like black, or pink or something, but silver is what she got. One time she even tried to cover the thing in 5 Gum wrappers. If you peeled them off, they'd stick. But they were also a pain in the ass to get off. Unfortunately, the wrappers didn't stay on.

Walking back out the door again, this time she actually got out of the building. Placing the earphones in each ear, and turning her iPod on and setting it to shuffle, the first song came on. Addicted, by Kelly Clarkson. Tasha sung along quietly. She loved to sing, even though she knew she wasn't amazing. Though she mainly sung when she was by herself. Singing was one thing she was kind of shy about.

It's like you're a drug
It's like you're a demon I can't face down
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time
And I know I let you have all the power
It's like the only company I seek is misery all around
It's like you're a leech
Sucking the life from me
It's like I can't breathe
Without you inside of me
And I know I let you have all the power
And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time

By the time the song finished, Tasha had found herself in the same place she had started. Had she really gone in a circle? "How the hell did this happen?" She asked in confusion. Walking inside the place, she looked around. But first she paused the new song on the iPod. That's What You Get, by Paramore. She loved that song. Sucks how she had to put it on pause. Walking down the hallway, she looked on both sides. While doing that, she hadn't been looking forward, and she hadn't noticed that there was anyone in there. Bumping into someone, she made a small yelp as she fell backwards on her ass.

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lily allen, the fear . LYRICS
the amazing RACHELHERE . CREDIT

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[Skylar Mayson]

SKYLAR...

“ Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would've never walked out
So until the sun burns out
Oh, I ho-“

Skylar continued his singing, loud and obnoxious as he could possibly be. It only took less then a second for his gorgeous, blue orbs to flicker open as he felt someone bump into him. He was cut off in the middle of his song at ‘ho-“. Brows arched in a heavy glare, he turned his volume down and took his headphones out of his ears. Looking in the direction he had felt the touch no one was there, then again he was looking at his eye level which was pretty high up. The boy was 6,1, after all. It took him a while to actually notice Natasha was there on the floor. Once he finally did his glare turned into concered surprise. He knelt down on one knee, rolling up his headphones cord around his ipod, his eyes never moved off the girl. Why the hell was she on the floor? Skylar wondered this to himself, but he soon realized it was a stupid, ridiculous thought. That didn’t matter, what mattered was if she was alright or not. She looked it, no blood or anything. That was good, even though unlike most people blood didn’t bother Skylar. In fact he found blood interesting. It was a strange liquid type source of every living being that people for some reason feared. It wasn’t like it was going to come and bite you in the ass when it spilled everywhere I mean….Skylar stopped his thinking there, he didn’t want to go into any subject that to do with blood, killing, murder, death, his mother, his father. He closed his eyes shut real quick frustrated with himself, now. Opening them once again, he focused directly back on the girl.



“Shit…” Skylar muttered without meaning to, really it was a wording reflex you could say. He couldn’t resist the smile that spread his cheeks upward and creating laugh lines. “You okay there, love?” He asked, placing his ipod in his back pocket with one hand, and the other reached out to help Natasha up. He looked her over, she was fairly pretty. Her style caught Skylar’s eye as well, he liked it. He probably shouldn’t have been thinking anything on the subject of attractive toward another girl considering he had some sort of relationship pending, but either way he was a guy. Skylar really couldn’t help himself with that. Smile still on his face as if someone had spiked his drink or something with happy juice, he nodded his head encouragingly to her to take hold of his hand. That is if she even wanted the help of getting up. Refusing to wait for a reply from her, Skylar bit his lip a little before adding on, “ Are you going to just sit there and look at me like I have five heads or what, babe?” He stared at her a little amused. For a first impressions he was being a little harsh there, but his tone sounded polite, he usually wasn’t like that, but at the moment for whatever occurrence he was edgy then his cheery self. It had to be something along the lines of his urges, but he didn’t take much notice on that factor.

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Other: yay! Another bad post =]

[Natasha Pauley]

` and i am a weapon
A N D I T ' S N O T M Y F A U L T I T ' S

H O W I ' M P R O G R A M M E D T O F U N C T I O N

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There were times when Tasha could be pretty clumsy. Apparently this was one of those times. What was worse was that she had fallen on her butt in front of a guy. Well, not exactly in front of him since she was in back of him...but you get the idea.. As she focused on the guy in front of her, she looked him over quickly. His eyes were really blue, and really nice looking blue at that. Pretty tall as well, had to be at least six foot. Tasha herself was only five foot five. He actually reminded her of Chris, her best friend. The blue eyes, the height.. Thinking of Chris didn't help much. They had been best friends basically all of their life. Tasha had a good sized crush on Chris for a long time as well. But she regretted not telling him that, because now, since he'd probably heard why Natasha wasn't at home, and why she was gone. Now she wasn't sure if he'd like her now at all... No. She had to stop thinking about this. This would not help her right now.

“You okay there, love?” Looking up to his face, she nodded slightly. "Yeah, I'm okay. Butt's a little sore, but it's nothing.." She responded to the guy. He then offered his hand for her to take to lift her up. She didn't take it right away, seeing as she was still a bit eh after falling. " Are you going to just sit there and look at me like I have five heads or what, babe?” Biting her lower lip, she responded. "Er, sorry about that." Now she took his hand, pushing off on the ground helping to get herself off. Her feet were on the ground now. She smiled lightly. Her hood had fallen down though, showing more of her dyed black hair. The previous night she had taken a shower, washing her hair as well. But she didn't blow dry it, so when she went to bed, it was all wet. When she had woken up, it had been curlier then normal. It wasn't so much curly everywhere, just more near the bottom. Her side bangs were covering her right eye right now. They were too long, she had to get them cut soon. "Um, thanks." She thanked him, and crossed her arms a bit. That was basically her stance. Natasha always had her arms crossed. In her case, it didn't mean she was mad at anyone or anything. That's just what she did.

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lily allen, the fear . LYRICS
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[Skylar Mayson]

SKYLAR...

Skylar’s left, dark, brow arched up in amusement and wonder. “Yeah, I'm okay. Butt's a little sore, but it's nothing” At this he suppressed the impulse to make any flirty comment toward that, but instead forced his lips into a small smirk. He wondered why she was here around the boys cells. She could possibly be new or something and lost her away around. Or maybe she wasn’t new and had decided to go wandering off as he did. These thoughts motored through Sky’s head, he wasn’t exactly able to stay steady with one though. “Mm, good, as long as your okay. And no need to be sorry at all,” Skylar grinned, getting up simultaneously as she did once she finally took hold on his hand. Once she was rightfully back on her feet he let go of her and dusted his hands off, it wasn’t out of the fact if she was unclean or anything like that, really Skylar did it absentmindedly. His eyes never once moved away from her though as he did this motion. Returning her light smile he looked her over again as her hood was no longer a top her head. Her hair seemed absolutely gorgeous to Sky, weither it was naturally that way or not, he didn’t know, but he fancied it. Skylar gave a hearty chuckle then shrugged. “Not a problem, save the thank you, really,” Smiling he placed a hand on his chest as he said this. “Uh, if you don’t mind me asking, um…” Grinning down at her, head turned to the side, lips parted a little as he paused mid-sentence. “Um, are you lost, because this happens to be the boys’ cells, not that having girls’ here is any problem with me.” Skylar gave her an obvious look over as he made this point, starting from toe to head. Then staring her in the eyes, he smiled again. “I mean if you are lost or anything I’d be pleased to show you around if you’d like…uh,” He made a circular motion with both hands as if he were twirling some kind of invisible ball. “I’m sorry, what’s your name, lovely?” What do you want? The guy has a nack for pet names.


It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Skylar had never seen this girl around State before. She had to be new, then again there were lots of other people here that Skylar never met that weren’t new at all. Hell some had even been here longer then himself. Waiting for her reply he pondered theses thoughts. She didn’t seem shy according to him, which was good. Skylar had a bit of a disliking toward shy people, he despised making small talk, but instead liked to instantly jump into conversation. Really, he never understood why meeting new people, was such a problem with certain people. He never found it awkward, uncomfortable, or unsettling at any given time. Skylar enjoyed meeting new people, but he also sometimes figured it was best to keep at a distance from people according to his problem. This was always so difficult for him though. He had been taught by his father that killing wasn’t the right way to go about things, but he’d need to do it. Sky had been told he was messed up all because he had witnessed his mother’s death. This was all true, the boy was messed up. And for the fact that he was, it was why he ended up at Michigan State, but unlike most people he had agreed to come. The problem was he was told by an outside force that he was supposed to go against his…instincts might not be the right word for it, but it could fit. Either way Sky had been told by Remus that he had to gain some sort of control over these sudden urges, the control worked very faintly though. Sky felt that he could somehow relate to the old saying ‘you can take the animal out of the wild, but you can’t take the wild out of the animal’, that’s how he sort of looked at himself in a way. An animal, a predator waiting for the right moment to kill, but at the same time he was supposed to cage these instincts. It was such a challenge, but Sky was testing himself. As he thought about all of this, he still waited to here what the girl’s name was.

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Other: Yayers! I like this post better =] ...even though I was sort of ranting about his issue and all xP

[Natasha Pauley]

` and i am a weapon
A N D I T ' S N O T M Y F A U L T I T ' S

H O W I ' M P R O G R A M M E D T O F U N C T I O N

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Tasha stretched her arms out behind her back after she had gotten up on her feet. “Uh, if you don’t mind me asking, Um, are you lost, because this happens to be the boys’ cells, not that having girls’ here is any problem with me. I mean if you are lost or anything I’d be pleased to show you around if you’d like…” It clicked there. She hadn't gone in a circle at all. She just ended up at the boys' cell. Wow. Either she was stupid, or just clueless and lost. Or possibly all three. Yeah, probably all three. "Eh, kinda. I thought it was the girls' cells.. I thought I went in a circle, 'cause that's where I had started this morning. It all looks alike, I'm just getting confused." She explained to him. I’m sorry, what’s your name, lovely?” She gave a half-smile at that last bit. Tasha took compliments way to easily, which could be bad at times. Well, my names Natasha, but you can call me Tasha. Oh, and sometimes I even go by Ash. What about you? What is your name?' She responded and asked back.

After standing up for a minute or so, she used both of her hands to gather up her hair as if she was going to put it up in a pony tail, but instead just brought her hair over to one side, and letting it fall on her shoulder. Rubbing her eyes for a moment, she was actually still a bit sleepy. That fall did kind of hurt a bit. What she really wanted were some pain pills. She knew she shouldn't be taking them, since that's one main reason she was in Michigan State, but she really, really wanted them. Hm, maybe she'd make up an excuse to get some in the Nurses Room after this. It wouldn't hurt to try.

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[Skylar Mayson]

SKYLAR...

Sky nodded his head at she explained about getting lost. It was true everything did look almost identical in State, you just needed time to get familiar and use to the confinement of the hospital prison. Skylar smirked still nodding. “Huh,” He grinned at her. “Well, confusion is no good, sweetheart.” He gave her a quick wink rubbing the back of his neck with one hand seeming undecided about something. “If you need help getting anywhere I could show you around if want.” Skylar gave a light shrug. “Mm, not that I have anything important too do or anything…” Grinning again at this thought he swore to himself he sounded like an idiot. Of course there was nothing really important to do here. It was a mental hospital. What could you really do that was of great significance besides go meet up with your counselor or something? Oh well despite the fact Skylar sounded like a total moron he was just being nice as he usually was.

“Tasha..,” Skylar put on a thoughtful look. He remembered that name from somewhere but wasn’t quite able to pin point it. Maybe the Michigan Chat? Possibly. Sky wasn’t exactly sure though. “I swear I’ve…” He cut himself off, rethinking what he was about to say. “Mm, nevermind. I’m Skylar, by the way.” He smiled again; it looked a little crooked this time. “Skylar Mayson. And you can call me Skylar, Sky, Sky-sky, whatever really. Doesn’t exactly matter; whichever you might feel comfortable calling me.” Skylar chuckled again, giving another shrug. He really didn’t care what anybody called him. His sister, Hayden would always call him Sky-sky, it had been a nickname formed in his childhood and this made Skylar think back to his days when he was younger at home. Sky’s eyes became a tad glossy, as he thought about being back with his sister and all the memories they had together. Some were good, others were, well, not so good to be exact. Skylar wouldn’t let his mind wandered back into the portal of memories of his past, he had to think of the present right this very second. Snapping out of reverie he turned his attention back to Natasha waiting to hear if she’d take his offer or not.

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Other: I'm sorry about this post and its horrible-ness xP =( Hope you can work with it.