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Post by jexarbell on Nov 16, 2009 0:45:18 GMT -5
could youleave me aloneplease!!  She was alone, as always. The sweet quite solitued of being on her own. No-one to talk to her and condridict her actions and no-one there to annoy her or ask her stupid questions. People were stupid and annoying, walking into the living room she wrapped her arms around her her stomach to hold her tank top. She didn't know why she kept wearing them seeing as they made her feel uncomfortable and vulnerable but she was happy she was wearing jeans to hide away the scars on her hips. She wans't very ashamed of the ones on her hips, but the ones on her back she couldn't hide well.
Walking over to a couch she sat down on it crossing her legs under herself thinking of the dream she had, had the night before. She had gone back to being eleven and had watched her mother shoot herself, she hated that dream the most because it broke her heart each time to watch her mother end her life. But it had happened and she would coutinue to dream about it, but her most hated dream was where she watched herself attcking her step-mother and her father attacking her.
Giving a light shiver at the thought of what her father had done she pressed into the couch more as if trying to hide the scars from eyes which she couldn't see, it now was becoming a habit to do.
Running a hand through her hair she uncrossed her legs and brought them up to her chest and hooked her arms around her legs before resting her head on her knees looking at the other side of the room as if she stared at nothing she could block out anyone who would come into the living room, she just wanted to peaceful day. She didn't really want to spend it with people.
 words: 311 for: matthews music: coin laundry - lisa mitchell
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Post by genericusername on Nov 16, 2009 1:15:32 GMT -5
 Matthews lay soundly on her bed. When the girl wasn't running she was sleeping. Matthews didn't do much else. Lately she had been spending time with Evie but other than that her schedule was no different. Having to wake up early every day to run and then run again later in the day really wore her out which probably explained the excessive rest she got. The dark haired girl's alarm rang loudly, interrupting her dream. Groaning slightly Matthews rolled over and hit the off button before sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
The girl stood and pulled on a pair of track pants before pushing her hair back. Grabbing her water bottle she took a sip before tieing her shoes and walking down to the living room. She saw no one around except for Jezarbell. The girl was known to be a loner and for having a temper almost as bad as Matthews. For hers and Jezarbell's own safety Matthews tried to steer clear of her. Averting her eyes downward Matthews continued walking to an empty oversized chair.
Grabbing the remote Matthews turned on the TV to a soccer match playing. She crossed her legs in the chair and sunk low into it, getting comfortable. Neither teams were any of her favorites but it was a game none the less. Setting the remote on the arm of the chair, Matthews soon forgot about Jezarbell in the room and focused on the TV.
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Post by jexarbell on Nov 16, 2009 1:29:28 GMT -5
could youleave me aloneplease!!
Taking her eyes from the screen she looked down at her knees for a few moments before she crossed them again on the couch getting comfortable "Do you think you can turn that down slightly?" she asked softly, her voice was too soft to really be heard because she very rarely used it. Looking at Matthews she watched her carefully as she pressed her lips together tightly not wanting to talk again if she could help it, she liked her silence and this girl was taking it away from her.
Reaching up a hand to her hair she brushed the unruly strands away from her eyes as she glanced away from Matthews, she knew the girl had a reputation for her temper and she wasn't really in the mood to test out the girls limits, looking back at the wall she sat still her back pressed hard into the back of the couch looking almost as if she was trying to go through the couch and out the other side. Jezarbell stayed looking at the wall not really interested in what was going on around her.
words: 260 for: matthews music: coin laundry - lisa mitchell notes: don't worry about it =)
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Post by genericusername on Nov 17, 2009 0:02:56 GMT -5
It wasn't that Matthews was purposefully trying to ignore Jezarbell. The TV was just loud enough that Matthews didn't hear when she spoke so softly. If the girl had spoken a little louder Matthews would have fufilled her request. A lot of girl accused the dark haired girl of being a bitch but the trust of the matter was; she wasn't. Having a temper doesn't mean you purposefully go out of your way to make people angry or do the opposite of what your asked. Matthews just gets angry a little easier than most people. That doesn't make her a bitch. In fact she's pretty nice when ever any one gets the courage to get to know her and look past her short fused tendencies.
Smiling slightly as her eyes followed the soccerball along the screen she remembered what that was like. It had been so long since she had played a match. Sure she kicked a ball against the wall every so often but it wasn't the same as playing a match with other people. Every game the girl game home with some sort of grass stain or injury. Her parents never approved of their girl playing sports and getting dirty but it was the only thing that seemed to be able to soften Matthew's temper. When she was allowed to let her excess energy out she got angry less. It confused her why the asylum didn't allow her to do more recreational things. She ran every day twice a day but it still wasn't enough to mellow the girl out completely. Whenever Matthews was stuck inside for more than a few hours she quickly became irritable and short fused once again.
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Post by jexarbell on Nov 17, 2009 0:26:47 GMT -5
could youleave me aloneplease!!
Walking back over to the couch she had been sitting on she sat back down getting comfortable once again, raising her knees to her chest she hooked her arms around her legs and shot Matthews another glare before she went back to looking at the wall. She loved being alone, and she hated it when people decided to do something around her that was too noisy in her opinion. Jezarbell wasn’t taking into account at all that Matthews may not have heard her, it didn’t matter to her. But her quite matter to her more then anything else.
Jezarbell missed her mother, as she just sat there staring at the wall she continued to think of her mother, the one person who she really loved was dead. She was being eaten by bugs and she couldn’t do a thing to bring her back. Glaring at the wall now like it was the walls fault her mother wasn’t around any more she dug her fingers into her shins to stop herself from crying though she could feel that she was on the verge of tears but she didn’t see why she should cry when it was her father who had driven her mother to depression, he was the one with the gun in the house. He was the reason she was here and her mother was dead.
words: 257 for: matthews music: coin laundry - lisa mitchell notes: that’s ok =) I know what that’s like
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Post by genericusername on Nov 17, 2009 0:47:44 GMT -5
A goal was scored on the TV and Matthews watched as they all cheered and jumped up and down. It would be interesting to go see a live game one day, maybe the World Cup if she was lucky. Her slightly block of enjoyment was suddently shoved from its base as Jezarbell snatched remote and turned the volume. For a split second Matthews tried to tell herself to let it go and just watch the television as is, volume so low she couldn't hear anything. That feeling soon passed though and Matthew stood, throwing the remote so it whizzed right by the other's ear and collided with the wall, batteries exploding out of the plastic backing.
"Hey. You don't touch stuff that you're not using with out asking first. If you want peace, it's called your room. I'm allowed to watch whatever I want when I want." She said looking dead at the back of Jezarbell's head. Matthews could already feel her blood begin to boil. She'd need to go for a run soon if she got out of this situation without physical violence. Girls like Jezarbell usually always set Matthews off though no matter her condition. They think they own everything and can do whatever they wanted with out caring who the step on to get it.
Fights like this happened often with Mattie. She didn't like fighting girls because she didn't like hurting them but there were a few exceptions she would make. In highschool once, Matthews got into a fight with a tall girl in the eleventh grade while Matthews was in the ninth. The girl got a few good hits in on Matthews, giving her a black eye and swollen lip, but Matthews was the winner. Matthews had never been afrad of losing but after that day she was confident thats she couldn't lose a fight.
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Post by jexarbell on Nov 17, 2009 1:19:39 GMT -5
could youleave me aloneplease!!
Continuing to stand where she was Jezarbell rolled her eyes skyward, great, someone was telling her where to go if she wasn’t peace and quite. “Well I was here first! You should respect that I like quite! And maybe I don’t want to go to my room and spend time there!” she snapped angrily, she hadn’t spoken so much in a long time and she was wondering why she had even bothered started talking again. Clenching her hands into fist she took a step forwards, hesitating for a moment she thought that she shouldn’t try and start a fight.
Straightening her back she shot Matthews a nasty look before she started walking past her towards the TV. She hated people. She hated them talking. She just wanted everyone to vanish now. Stopping in front of the TV she turned it off with the small button she kept her back to Matthews trying to forget the girl was there and trying to clam herself down slowly.
words: 267 for: matthews music: coin laundry - lisa mitchell notes: none
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Post by genericusername on Nov 17, 2009 22:41:44 GMT -5
Matthews glared at her. "You didn't say anything and if you did I certaintly didn't hear you. Speak up if you want to be heard." The girl could feel her blood rising quickly. Her fists clenched slghtly, her knuckles turning white. Matthews tried to count to ten like she was always told but she continuosly had to start over and it didn't work. Who did Jezarbell think she was acting all big and bad. Most girls would back down. The only people who didn't take Mattews' temper were guys and especially bitchy girls. Jezarbell never came off as bitchy to Matthews but she guessed she was wrong.
"That's not my problem you dont want to go back to your room." The dark haired girl said, her voice rising. Seeing Jezarbell move slightly made Matthews tense and get ready to swing but the girl backed down and Matthews calmed a bit. Stepping to the side slightly MAtthews watched Jezarbell walk straight by her and turn off the TV. Clenching her fists tight Matthews walked over and turned it back on before shoving Jezarbell away from it. "You need to back off. Who seriously comes to the common room for peace and quiet. If you want it then I told you what you can do. I'm watching the soccer game" Matthews face was hot from her temper growing by the second. She wanted to hit Jezarbell so bad. If she was a guy she would have been by now.
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Post by jexarbell on Nov 21, 2009 2:58:16 GMT -5
could youleave me aloneplease!!Jezarbell narrowed her eyes as Matthews shoved her away from the TV “I don’t care what you’re watching! Not everyone likes what you like” she snapped before she pressed her lips together tightly. She had no real reason to talk with this girl, nor did she want to. But she was getting on her nervous.
Breathing deeply she leaned over the TV reaching down the back she pulled the plug out ignoring the fact her shirt had ridden up showing a lot of scars, standing back up she crossed her arms over her stomach her eyes still narrowed as she watched Matthews. This girl was more then likely going on her dislike list.
“Now what are you going to do?” she asked staying standing where she was, she was standing her ground. She wasn’t afraid of Matthews even though most people were scared of her temper Jezarbell wasn’t one of those people.
words: 267 for: matthews music: all the way up – emily osment notes: sorry it's taken a while to reply
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