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Post by erin on May 17, 2009 18:47:33 GMT -5
It really hadn't been a good day for Erin Summers, her parents had not changed their mind in the morning and come to get her so she had gone to the headmaster in an attempt to reason with him...no luck there either. Did the staff in this place actually believe there could be the slightest, tiniest chance that a straight person could be sent her by accident and deserved to get the hell out of here? But no, they still believed she was a Lesbian and had cheerfully told her to explore the school. While she was still nursing one hell of a hangover, drinking half your bodyweight on an empty stomach was never a clever idea. This morning she had managed some toast and juice without puking...a start at least.
The red head had slumped down in the courtyard with her sketchbook with a hat with a cross brooch jammed low over her face since the goddamn sun was doing her throbbing head no favours at all. Erratically she sketched, mentally ranting about how she didn't need to be here! She was straight, she liked guys!
"WHAT MAKES THESE PEOPLE THING I LIKE TO LOOK AT OTHER GIRLS AXEWOUNDS FOR FUCK'S SAKE?!"
Then the sudden silence in the courtyard made Erin realise that her mental filter had once again failed her and she had yelled that at the top of her lungs.
Hoo boy.
Not an excellent start to the day...
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Post by cyrus on May 17, 2009 18:58:47 GMT -5
"You know," said a voice from above Erin, "Its not normally a good idea to scream that across the court yard, especially about axewounds." Cyrus said as he looked down at the red head. He was on his way back to his room, he was starting to get the hang of the place, a little.
The punk tilted his head to the side to look at her, "And might I add you are rather loud." Too loud for his liking and that didn't make him a very happy camper. "But what makes them think that? Well, I would go ask your parents about that or I suppose yourself sense you are here and for one reason or another, best enjoy it." He gave her a sly smirk, feeling rather brave at the moment.
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Post by erin on May 17, 2009 19:05:17 GMT -5
"I'll be loud if I damn well want since I'm here when I actually don't remember what happened, damn Casey...I think I got taken advantage of."
Erin grumbled in Cyrus' direction before a sharp pain in her forehead shut her up and she winced...stupid hangover, she wasn't going to be drinking heavily again for a good long while. This was the most ill she had probably felt in ages, the redhead took off her cap and shoved a hand through her choppy layered hair, glancing up at Cyrus.
"You got any painkillers on you?"
Not hello or any kind of introduction....Erin first wanted to know if he had drugs...
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Post by cyrus on May 17, 2009 19:08:54 GMT -5
He raised a brow at her as he watched her for a long moment. She wasn't to bad looking but her hair was a bit too short his taste in women, nor for a guy that would of been fine. But his mind was wondering as where his eyes he was sure.
He cleared his throat and sighed, sliding his hands in his pockets. "Erm, no sorry, I don't carry medications on me." He shrugged and narrowed his eyes, "Wait, you drank your way here?" He couldn't help it then he laughed, "Well now thats an interesting story, never heard that one before...maybe you shouldn't drink anymore then, eh? And by the sound of that name I am going to guess you got in a pretty pickle with a girl named Casey."
He thought about this for a moment, "Burn...hope she was cute at least."
A Pause.
"Are you going to be okay?" He asked noticing she wasn't looking to hot now.
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Post by erin on May 17, 2009 19:16:02 GMT -5
No pills...great. Erin would have to ransack her suitcase to see if she remembered to pack anything. Stupid headache....stupid hangover. She massaged her temples with two fingers, trying to ease the pain just a little bit. It felt like an angry porcupine had taken up residence in her head...When Cyrus laughed at her predicament, Erin looked up and shot him a glance.
"Well when you send yourself into a stupor and drink half your own bodyweight in vodka little details like what the fuck happened last night tend to go out of the window."
Erin stated with a sigh, at least she didn't think she was going to puke in the fountain. That would just be gross...when Cyrus asked if she was alright, Erin shrugged.
"As fine as I can be."
She drank some water out of the bottle she had brought out with her, trying to re hydrate herself before asking Cyrus:
"So who are you then?"
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Post by cyrus on May 17, 2009 19:21:08 GMT -5
He snorted a laugh, trying not too, "I'll say..." He stated over the fact that little details fly out the window, well more like get launched out the window by a high powered catapulted out the window and someone down below is yelling 'Pull!' and taking a shot at whatever thoughts and fact you might of had to begin with.
The two haired teenager sighed and shifted his weight to the side. "Well, I suppose thats better then you running away and screaming 'Im going to be sick!'." He pointed out and slid down the wall to sit next to her, "Erm, Cyrus is my name, how about you?" He asked.
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Post by erin on May 17, 2009 19:26:46 GMT -5
"Nah, I got past the puking stage last night you're safe. I'm Erin Summers."
The redhead offered Cyrus her bottle of water with a sigh, although she still felt like yelling like she didn't belong here and that she would rather rip her tongue out and burn it than lick another girl's mackerel...but mental ranting was aggrevating the porcupine so maybe it was best not to do that for now.
Vocal ranting would make people think she needed mental help.
"So what's your story? Got caught fucking another guy in the locker rooms or something?"
Ah, ever subtle.
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Post by cyrus on May 17, 2009 19:34:20 GMT -5
He looked at the water, "Erm, I'll pass, but thanks."
He chuckled a bit nervously and rolled his barbell around before answering that question. She unknowingly had hit the head on the nail, sort of...granted his friend and him had a few fun times and the locker room didn't go that far which was probably a good thing.
"Well, you sorta hit the head on the nail." He chuckled embarrassedly and looked away, "Me and a friend was in the locker rooms below the gym. He was a nice looking guy and kinda nice but he was a bit on the aggressive side when it came to wanting some love." He chuckled again, "So erm, yeah, so we got caught making out but it was fun until my parents found out."
"Now that was something, my dad about flipped and send me here faster then a humming bird can fly!" He said making little hand motions for added effect. Then he frowned, "But it kinda pisses me off, I'm not really gay or straight either. I'm just too damn curious for my own damn good and so Im stuck here until I am cured." He snorted in irritation then, "Like that will happen, I kinda like where I am...in a matter of speaking...I just have to decided what I like better men or women."
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Post by erin on May 17, 2009 19:44:42 GMT -5
Whoa...very good guess. Maybe Cyrus gave off the gay vibe just a little bit, but in fact he actually didn't have a clue what he wanted. Erin knew she didn't like girls in the sexual kind of way, the thought of it freaked her out, she was almost as mortified as her folks when she woke up in bed next to Casey yesterday morning.
"At least you're actually Bi, I'm straight and stuck here! My parents shipped me off here just as damn quick, as soon as they kicked everyone outta the house they had me packing my bags for this place. I was going to be auditioning for goddamn Juliard in six months!"
That sure was going to go out the window as well it seemed, awkwardly Erin fiddled with her silver hoops in her ears as she sighed deeply.
"There's my fucking sad little story."
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Post by cyrus on May 17, 2009 19:49:09 GMT -5
"Burn, that does kinda suck, sorry to hear that but on the bright side this place isn't too bad. Well minus the food, I swear why does there have to be a meat product everyday? Seriously, its nasty and bad for the heart anyways." He shook his head and poked Erin in the arm, "Okay stop mopping like a wet mop. Its starting to get depressing and annoying."
He drummed his fingers on his knee and looked out across the court yard. "At least try to make he best of things and not go psycho on anyone and try not to randomly scream over erm, sex things you don't want to do with another girl." He stopped for a moment and started laughing at that.
"Okay, I take that back, do shout that out again, it was midly amusing."
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