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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 20:22:01 GMT -5
“… it’s not like you would know what Roxanne cares about, now would you…” Taylor muttered as she looked back up at the house where Aiden and Roxanne were cleaning up. She glanced back down at Jake and snorted a bit, “drunk ass…” she said as she looked at her empty cup. The area had gotten quieter and she realized that the party was over. “C’mon, let’s help them clean up this mess.” She told Pierce as she glanced at him for a minute before looking back up at Roxanne, “and you- need to stop leading girls on. It’s going to get you in trouble.”
Roxanne nodded at Aiden, “Since when is he ever the most graceful?” She asked laughing as she dug out a black trash bag from the bottom of the grill stand.
“Alright- time to start emptying cups…” she said pouring things into the flowerbeds before tossing the cup into the black plastic bag.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 20:35:39 GMT -5
DP:
“Oh, and you do? Care to share?” he asked in what was yet another repetitive disinterested voice, although yes he did so want that information veryveryvery much thankyouplease. Laughing, he contemplated simply leaving instead of cleaning- because really, can you imagine Pierce Sparrow cleaning?- before deciding maybe he should stay…. Insert a withering glance at Roxanne here, please-…. If only for a little bit. “In that case maybe you could hint me about how in the hell I’m supposed to stop?” Pierce said with a short-lived laugh, despite the honesty- it was like creativity to him, it wasn’t something he could just up and turn off.
“Touché,” Aiden said happily, content to help pick up cups, toss ‘em, and then- well, tossing the rest. “You know what we haven’t done in a while? We haven’t talked. Not really, anyways.”
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 20:42:02 GMT -5
“Aiden, we talk almost every day.” Roxanne said to him- swirling some blue liquid in a cup before tossing it over the side. She turned to the table that held all the ‘food’ and started to crumple paper plates and such.
“Oh- I’m smarter than your average bitch, Sparrow. I know things that you could never comprehend.” Taylor said smirking as she liked toying with his mind. It wasn’t often that she had Pierce Sparrow practically begging her, in his own little way of course, for information.
The information was this: Roxanne had “wanted” Pierce for a while. Not at first- because at first she thought he was annoying and the definition of a loser, but she soon saw passed the player look. The rumors of them hooking up, had yet to be confirmed, but that did not matter. What mattered was that people were seeing Pierce and Roxanne as a soon to be couple, and word got to Roxanne- who in turn: gave it thought. After a few whole other girls involvement, however, Roxanne had (dare I say) somewhat hurt and decide that if Pierce really wanted her, he would come to her. This, of course because Pierce is stubborn and a guy, never happened- so she sort of got more hurt and tried to let go, but of course, this did not happen either. She was working on it though- trust me, especially after Ericka appeared -trusting Pierce would not hurt her became less and less part of reality.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 20:56:16 GMT -5
DP:
“NOnonono! We talk, we chit chat, but we don’t talk, Roxanne.” Aiden clarified- it sounded perfectly right, but the words were coming out wrong. “Like, I don’t know- is your favorite color still blue? Do you still have that weird superstition about the sharks and stuff?” he smiled, grabbing plates and tossing them into the bag after noticing, oh, well the cups are done. That was fast.
“Like, for instance…?” Pierce trailed off the sentence, looking dully down at the trash on the floor, before grabbing a couple pieces and tossing it into the nearest can. “C’mon Taylor, you know something and we all know you do, we get it. Now, if you shared the information, I’d be much more surprised and would humbly owe you for the rest of my miserable life.” He shot a beer can, and low and behold, it actually made it into the can.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on Apr 29, 2008 21:13:34 GMT -5
“Oh Aiden, of course my favorite color is still blue.” She paused and thought for a minute before throwing away a half eaten burger, “and yes- if there are sharks around your area the surf should be horrible the next day.” She laughed, ah- the stupid things her and Aiden talked about. It was true- the two had been best pals since Roxanne could remember, Taylor had moved into their ‘pair’ making it a ‘trio’ just a few years back.
“Well if you really want to know so much, all you have to do is ask me.” Roxanne added, giving Aiden a glance as if she was waiting a game of 20 questions. Her hair flicked into her face and she quickly gave it a toss out of the way before giving Taylor and Pierce a quick glance. What in the world were they talking about?
“Roxanne cares about more things than you think she does.” Taylor said to Pierce as she watched the can tip into the trash, “nice shot, dude.” She added, nodding in approval. Of course, the released bit of information was not a lie, it just was too vague for him to figure anything out. At least, that’s what Taylor hoped for, she did not want to go off and tell Roxanne’s secrets to the guy that the secrets were about. That would not make any sense at all, now would it.
“You think that if you paid more attention to one girl that you’d be a happier, less of a whore guy.” She said pulling a stick of Marlboro Light and lighting it up before sticking it in her mouth and taking a big puff of it. She placed the lighter back in her pocket before turning back to Pierce, “and you think that if you stuck with a girl long enough to get to know her, whether it be before or after you get in her pants, that you’d oh- I don’t know…” she paused to take another puff, “fall in love, shall we say for conversation’s sake.” She blew out the smoke, it disappearing into the star dotted sky.
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Post by PIERCE BITCHES on May 1, 2008 20:51:51 GMT -5
Aiden smiled, literally thinking of which questions to ask in his heads, moving the most important o the top of his list. “Gladly!!” he cheered, deciding instantly to ask the most important of all question. “How long has it been since you went to the zoo to feed the giraffes??” He giggled happily, tossing the last of the plates in his little area he worked on.
“Oh, oh! Before I forget! I also have to add whats your favorite jean style now- and how the hell you manage to avoid being my model, bitch, for like months!” Aiden whined out the last word, looking like a kicked puppy for a second before that same smile popped onto his face.
Pierce looked at her like she’d grown a second head. “You’re a fucking tease, y’know that?” he said, rolling his eyes. “That means she either loves me, Aiden, Jake, you, or basically anyone in this fucking place.” Taylor was no help, and now he was wishing she would die in her sleep.
“You think that if you were less of a fucking tease I might not have to,” he chided, “Then I would know if I could.” Mmmhmm, he’s gonna pretend he never said that. Oh, and that Taylor was a unicorn. Yes, that would do nicely- only she’d probably stab him with her horn. How did we get on the topic of unicorns?...
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Post by Roxanne Turner on May 1, 2008 21:05:57 GMT -5
Roxanne laughed, “Last time I went to feed those stupid giraffes was with you, so you do the math.” She paused and thought of the other answers before continuing, “Favorite jeans are still refugee and I haven’t modeled for anyone lately, so don’t feel so bad.” She said laughing before flipping the last plate into the garbage bag.
“Thank god we’re done…” she muttered tying it off before slumping it into the corner of the porch, “Jake will just have to deal with that when he wakes up… speaking of…” Roxanne’s voice led off as she walked off the porch and onto the beach towards her still unconscious cousin.
“Listen, punk,” Taylor began, “I’m good at what I do, and that’s teasing playboys such as you. I tease to teach lessons; you tease to get into pants.” She said raising an eyebrow. “If you liked Roxanne, you would’ve known that she-“ Her sentence was never finished as she saw Roxanne walking up towards them.
“hey guys, thanks for all the help up there…” She said sarcastically as she gave them both a smirk before turning to the limp body laying in the sand. She poked Jake’s head with her foot before sighing and plopping down next to his body, “Jake, c’mon, time to get up.”
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Post by pierce.sparrow on May 1, 2008 21:17:18 GMT -5
Aiden laughed, “Those poor giraffes are missing out on our sexy!” he laughed, “We need to bring Tay, too! She’ll gripe, but we’ll all have fun! And good, cause your getting those for your birthday- oops, now I’ll have to get you something else, too.” He giggled, despite the fact that he had her entire birthday plans mapped out in his mind.
“We are not done! Don’t think you get out of it that easily. We will continue tomorrow.” Aiden threw his head back, looking at the sky. “Hmm. What’re you gunna do to him?” He looked back down at her when she didn’t respond, realizing that, oh, god, she wasn’t going to mess with Jake, she was going to mess with Pierce and Tay. (A relived sigh when she pretty much ignored them.)
”My way’s funner.” A pause- wow, he’s actually listening “Since she- since she WHAT, T-“ Pierce started angrily, before seeing what had caused her to stop. Oh, so this was something secret, was it? Hmm.
”Oh. No problem Roxy, it would’ve taken you and Aiden an hour what with all that girl talk.” Aiden stopped to glare at him, before bending down by her.
“I say we drag him down the shore and let the tide get ‘im.” Aiden said with a grin, poking him in the side.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on May 1, 2008 21:25:10 GMT -5
Roxanne gave Pierce a glare, “don’t be such a bitch, Sparrow, at least he talks to me about something.” She muttered the last bit before turning to Aiden, “we cannot drag my cousin into the water, his fat ass won’t move.” She said laughing as she poked him with her big toe again. This time, he groaned and rolled over, before falling into another deep Trans like sleep.
Taylor snickered a bit before turning to Roxanne, “sorry girly, I would’ve helped but I had things to discuss…” She said, eyeing Pierce before brushing a hand through her short hair.
“it’s alright, Aiden and I had a very nice conversation.” Roxanne said laughing a bit, “by the way- you’re coming with us to the zoo soon, alright?” She asked Taylor who looked somewhat shocked at the fast transition.
It was as if Roxanne was doing all she could to ignore Pierce. Why- no clue, but besides the quick side glances, she was not acknowledging that he was there.
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Post by pierce.sparrow on May 1, 2008 21:37:48 GMT -5
Aiden giggled, “Good point, maybe we could drag him with Sparrow’s precious car,” he sneered, mentally MUAHAHAHA-ing over the images that must be going through Pierce’s head of what Aiden might do to his car. (He wasn’t allowed to drive anyone’s care but his own after he ran into a mailbox.)
Pierce rolled his eyes, “Never knew you wanted to know me better, Turner.” He looked between Taylor and Roxanne, wondering jut what in the hell they did.
Aiden widened his eyes though, catching onto what Taylor meant with a grimace- before it was replaced with a fucking spotlight of a smile. “Yes, yes!! We’re going to show you the cutie bat-eared fox babies, and we’re going to feed giraffes and eat those nasty lunches they give you!!” He smiled in mirth, imagining the scenes playing out in his head. (He decided he would be bringing a camera, just in case, because it was always on his mind, of course.)
Pierce furrowed his brow, looking at the almost-unresponsive girl. “Normally you’re snapping at me by now,” he muttered, wondering what had taken place. “And I definitely still need to talk to you- now or later, but I’ll pin you to a wall to make you listen if I have to.” Ouch- wrong choice of words, Sparrow.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on May 1, 2008 21:44:16 GMT -5
“Excuse me?!” Roxanne snapped, shooting up and placing a hand on her hip, “you’d what to me to make me listen?” She cocked her head to the side and pursed her lips together, “I’m getting tired of you- Sparrow. Seriously, you have an attitude all fucking night, you blow Ericka off, you blow me off, and you get into a fight with Bobby who was just stopping by to drop Ericka off… what is your problem???” Her lips were burning to say more, but she held it in- she didn’t want to end up pinned against a wall to be forced to listen. She would rather get pinned up against a wall to do other things.
Taylor sighed, “I don’t want to eat some rinky-dink lunch…” She began but stopped when she heard what Pierce had said, “Oh boy…” she muttered as she placed a hand on Pierce’s shoulder, “ease up there.” She said, she was looking at Roxanne, however.
“Ease up? No. You guys didn’t help clean up at all. You stood out here like fucking outcasts talking and talking about god knows what, and he just threatened to pin me up against a wall,” She paused as her cousin made somewhat of a movement.
It was really another roll over followed by a vomit. “… and now Jake is puking all over the freggin’ beach.” She said throwing her hands up in the air.
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Post by pierce.sparrow on May 1, 2008 22:22:55 GMT -5
Pierce glared, “You don’t know shit about Bobby, and hell, I’ve done worse to friends closer to you than Ericka, why the fucj does it matter now!” OK, seriously in need a wall. The fence would work if they were in fourth fucking grade and he was that short again.
Aiden groaned, not exactly sure what to interject. “Roxanne, come on, maybe we should just go inside or something- god, I don’t know, just shut the fuck up and get out of here Sparrow!”
”You can’t tell me what the fuck to do, fag!!” … Wow, Pierce. I want to bitch-slap you right now, and I created you, mother-… you get the point. Pierce glared at him, at Roxanne and Taylor and even Jake, too, knowing what he said, and unwilling to take back the words because he was Pierce fucking Sparrow and had an attitude like no other.
Aiden’s face quivered, fists shaking, not sure if he should punch the kid or just ignore it completely- he knew very well the minute he’d punch Pierce he’d probably be beaten the shit out of by Pierce (of course, Roxanne and Taylor would stop him, his mind reasoned). “You…” was what Aiden was able to choke out at first, “Are a fucking pig!” Weak, very, but then, Aiden wasn’t made or used to verbal or physical fights, unlike the other three- he was the baby of the group, and while at any other time would state this proudly, he know felt like an utter coward, which he reasoned, he was.
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Post by Roxanne Turner on May 1, 2008 22:29:39 GMT -5
“You son of a bitch.”
These were the words that came out of Roxanne’s mouth before her hand swung high and came in contact with Pierce’s cheek. She was not much of a slapper, more of a puncher, but she couldn’t punch Pierce. No matter how much of an ass he was being tonight- she still liked him. She still had common sense not to punch Pierce fucking Sparrow.
Taylor was shocked, “Oh hell no!” She yelled, letting go of his shoulder and going to Aiden, “It’s alright man. Let’s just go inside and grab some coffee or something…” For once, Taylor was being the sensible one. This, of course, would not work at the moment, because well- I said so.
“No! I won’t go inside, Pierce- we’re going to fucking talk right now.” Roxanne said, holding herself back from swinging once more. “What do you mean you’ve done worse? What do you mean I don’t know Bobby—I did date him, idiot.” Inside she was raging out, shouting random saying to him, but on the outside she was just shaking a fist at her side and stepping real close to him. That’s right: Roxanne was “getting up in his grill.”
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Post by pierce.sparrow on May 1, 2008 22:40:42 GMT -5
Aiden felt that small butterfly-like sensation at both of his girls’ reactions- Roxanne for defending him, Taylor for doing something drastically out of character- he still would have liked someone to punch him, preferably himself, but was mostly focusing on trying not to cry right now. He knew Pierce, they were okay now, and this? This he wouldn’t forgive.
Pierce looked like he might pop, and that’s just was he did, like a wine bottle, and when you pop the top, you know how sometimes things just keep pouring out? It was like that. Only involving more words and less bubbles. “I mean that I’ve fucked Aiden!! I mean hat Bobby tried to rape you!! I mean youre trusting the wrong people, and you can’t seem to do anything but forgive them- even fucking me!! Damnit, Roxanne!”
Aiden, terrified now, (holy shit, he said it, he fucking said it, she’ll hate me, oh my god, I’m so sorry Roxanne!) did the only thing his mind could think of: he shrugged off Taylor and high tailed it right down the street. Tears were now defiantly pooling down his cheeks, and he most definitely wished for nothing more than to die- or, hey, even better, for Pierce to die. And Bobby. He tried to rape her? God, and Aiden was running? Coward.
[[AGHHH YOU SIGNED OFF RIGHT AS I WAS ABOUT TO POSSST!! DX!! Anywho. I know its kinda Aiden-centric, but for some reason I couldn't really focus on him, sooo... eh.]]
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Post by Roxanne Turner on May 2, 2008 12:39:02 GMT -5
[*gasp* that was a shocker; I`ll post something after work.]
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