Life of a Rockstar

[Whit {is great}]

Adam sat on the swing, with his notebook in his lap. He was looking through all his old lists that he never sent out, and he wondered why he didn't send some of them in. Then he remembered that he didn't like people reading his work, it bothered him for an odd reason. It felt like someone was reading his life story or something, not that his life story was one he wanted to display to the world. Adam's life has so far totally sucked.

Maybe that's why his apperance was what it was. Adam was wearing too tight pants, people called them emo pants and he had yet to figure out why, and a old band t-shirt. Which was him normal outfit. Including the old polka-doted slip on vans. Adam flipped the page, and went on with the swinging.

This one read, 'What Type of Dogs People Own', this one wasn't so old. Infact, it was so new that he remembered writting it. Small dogs won if you wish to know, by a long shot. Adam didn't like small dogs, they were too, what's the word he's looking for... They were too, too yippy. That's still not the right word, but it will work for this cause. Adam sighed and ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair. So much for living the 'rock-star' life.

[.:>Sammi<:.]

The park on a fairly decent day; a good place to be by far. That was where Blakely was and she was enjoying it. Granted she'd only arrived a few minutes ago, she was enjoying watching the slight breezes rustle through the grass and other people busily hurrying along. Seating herself on a nearby bench, she sighed and averted her gaze upward at the sky to watch the clouds. A short sigh escaped her lips and she let her eyelids slip shut, just enjoying the peacefulness of everything around her.

She rubbed the palms of her hands on her pants - a pair of black sweatpants, the waist band folded over a couple times. Her hands were soon moved into the shelter of the form-fitted light and dark pink tie-dyed hoodie she wore. With this hoodie being more on the fitted side as well as cap{short}-sleeved, she wore a black long-sleeved thermal shirt beneath it. The outfit was finished off with a pair of plain ole black flip-flops. Her toes were a tad bit cold, yes, but that didn't bother her much.

Lifting her head, she opened her eyes and looked around once more. She spotted Adam and watched him with slight curiosity. Thoughts of whether or not she really wanted to move in order to see what he was doing ran through her head a few times. With a soft pout down-turning the corners of her lips, she forced herself to stand and walked around near to where Adam was seated.

[Whit {is great}]

Adam sighed again as he turned the page, this one made him sad. It was titled, 'What I Love About Miranda', and Adam imeditly tore it out of the book before reading it. Yah, sure, he still thought he loved her, but that was no matter. Because of her, his life was ruined. Adam was going to make it to the top, and he was well on his way too, with his music. He had a great band, awesome friends, and the girl of his dreams by his side. He was living the good life, playing gigs almost every night, getting drunk afterwards, just what every 24 year old could want.

That didn't last though, it never does. Adam's heart was broken, dreams shattered, and life perfectly ruined. His band broke up, and went on their seperate ways. The guys had been best friends since pre-k, but that didn't seem to matter anymore. Adam packed up his bags, without saying goodbye, not that anyone cared, and he came here.

He hasn't made any friends at all, and most of the town seemed to be rather younger then him. That was weird for Adam, but what could he do? When the girl he didn't notice at first, walked over to him, Adam closed his book and continued his swinging. He didn't want anyone to know about his horride past that had just been discribed, well discribed to an extent. He pushed his hair out of his eyes, and glanced at her out of the corner of them. A little grin was fought back, only causing the corner of his mouth to twitch, and Adam rolled his hands into a ball, sticking them into his tight black, zip-up hoodie.

[.:>Sammi<:.]

Well, he had been reading something. Blakely was a little startled at him glancing at her. She hadn't really meant to be noticed. Too late for that now. Flashing a shy, but friendly pearly smile, she inched a little closer to him. "Hello. Sorry for staring." the girl said before walking over and seating herself in the seat beside him. Her hands rested in her lap and her feet pushed herself back and pulled herself forward so she was swaying on the swing more than swinging on it.

Looking over at him, she smiled again, "My name's Blakely..Kinda new to the town. Anyway.." she nibbled on her bottom lip as she thought of something to say. Spotting his shoes she grinned and looked back at him, "I like your shoes. Pretty snazzy." Her ace flushed slightly as she rethought of what she'd just said. That had to have been the dorkiest thing she could have ever said when first meeting someone. Oh well, it was already said and couldn't be taken back.

The elder teenage girl had moved to the small town with her mother - not only to escape troubles of the old town, but on Blakely's part to maybe find an old fling of hers. That could be put on hold for a while seeing as she had just met a guy who wasn't all too bad looking. Not that her ex wasn't good-looking, but, hey, she wasn't exactly tied down to anyone at the moment. Therefore she was free to do as she wished.

[Whit {is great}]

Adam looked up at her from behind his brown hair. He shrugged when she mentioned staring, he didn't think it was a big deal. With his nose ring, clothes, and hair, he got looked at a lot. Most of the time it wasn't for his apperance though, people always found someother reason to stare at him. "Adam." He shortly introduced himself, and he puished his hair out of his face. He probably wouldn't get it cut anytime soon, he'd blow it off for as long as possible.

He looked down at his shoes, and finally let himself grin, "Thank you." He said to her, and he looked over at her sandles. "I uh, like your toes." He told her, not really knowing what else to say to her.

[.:>Sammi<:.]

"Haha. Cute comeback." Blakely said as she stopped pushing herself back and forth. She looked down at her toes; her toenails were in dire need of either being painted again, or have the polish taken off. She hadn't realized how chipped the dark blue paint had become. Oh well, she wasn't one to really keep up on things so small as painting her nails. Looking back over at Adam, she nodded, "It's pleasant to meet you, Adam."

Biting the inside of her cheek, she thought a moment. "So, uh, how long have you lived around here?" The girl could tell he was older than her by a few years at least. No matter, it wasn't horrible to have friends who were older than yourself. Dropping her hands into her lap, she tapped her fingers on her knees. The poor girl had a terrible time sitting still.

[Whit {is great}]

Adam just shrugged, "I didn't know what else to say." He told her honestly, and he rocked himself back and forth, just about as she stopped. He enjoyed the swings and they would have to of been his favorite thing in the park as a little kid. One thing that was fun was standing up on the swing, and rocking back and forth, then jumping off when you got too high. That's how he broke his arms once, but it was hilarious, so it was all okay.

"I've been here for about three monthes." He said, and he looked back at his shoes. The pink polka dots weren't so pink anymore, the shoes were too old. He liked these shoes, and they've been with him on stage many a time.

[.:>Sammi<:.]

"Haha. Longer than me. I've been here a couple weeks now. Sooo, ya reckon you might be able to help a new girl out and show her the town?" The girl was wasting no time in getting a chauffeur to show her around. She hated feeling lost - even in brand new places. Crossing one leg over the other, her gaze was set on the road and cars passing by, but her attention was still set on what Adam had to say.

Lifting her hands, she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. Slipping the hair band off of her wrist, she secured it around her hair. Folding her hands back in her lap, she let her head come to rest against the swing chain. A small smile turned up the corners of her mouth. It was such a nice day and with meeting a new person, things were looking even better.

[Whit {is great}]

Adam grinned at her, was she hitting on him? If so then he didn't know what he should do. She was pretty and all, but Adarnit didn't know if he could get into another relationship. He'd help her out though, even if he didn't know where half the stuff in this town was. "I don't know how much help I'll be, but I'll do my best." He told her with a grin, and started swinging for real.

((This is the shortest post I've written with you, and I'm so sorry!!))

[.:>Sammi<:.]

Okay, she wasn't exactly hitting on him. But, maybe a little for the fun of it. Considering she had just moved here she didn't want an instant relationship. Searching around was a fun thing to do and she didn't want to miss out on it - she was young and needed to keep her options open. Grinning at his acceptance, she nodded, "Thanks...a lot. This means sooo much to me. I dunno if I would have been able to find someone else to show me around. People around here seem really busy or caught up in stuff."

The people did seem friendly so far, but a lot of them seemed caught up in their own little worlds. She didn't want to interfere too much with what they already had going. Not that Adam didn't look like he wasn't a busy person, he just didn't look like he was doing too much at the moment that could be interrupted.

OoC; It's okay, don't worry about it - we all have our days.

[Whit {is great}]

Adam just shrugged, he didn't know what he was going to show her. Probably where the shops were, neighbor hoods; stuff like that. Though this town wasn't the biggest of them all, so she could probably find stuff on her own if she wanted to. She was a pretty face, and would probably have guys falling over her once she stepped into the mall.

Adam then laughed about the people comment, "Everyone here seems to have something to hide, and nobody wants anyone to find out." He told her grinning. She had got it right on the dot with that comment, and that surprised him. When Adam first got here, he noticed it too, and that's what kept him from comming out for the length of time he had been hiding.

[.:>Sammi<:.]

Listening to his analization of the town, she nodded. "I dunno if I like that. It's kinda creepy if you think about it....I mean, what if you found out the guy you lived next to was, like, a mass murderer? Wouldn't that totally be horrible?" Of course she knew this had a very slim chance of happening, but she had a wild imagination and she used it. Grinning to show she was simply joking, she got to her feet and stretched her arms up over her head, her shirt rising just a tad to show of her tanned stomach. The view was soon gone as she dropped her arms back to her sides.

Blakely was indeed an attractive young individual, but she wasn't a huge attention-whore. Therefore, she let guys come to her rather than doing things to draw attention to herself. At least she didn't draw attention to herself unless she really wanted that particular guy's attention. That was only once in a while. "Soooo. Let's see...Of course we'll have to see where the stores are - I'm a girl and it's only normal that I want to shop." After laughing lightly, she continued with her list of things to see, "Perhaps the main hang-out places, like clubs and such...Restaurants. Simple stuff." Even though the mention of clubs was subtle, the thought made her grin a little. She loved to party and have a good time.

[Whit {is great}]

At the mention of a mass murder, Adam laughed rather loudly, but that was just his laugh. Once you got to know him, and you walked into a room that Adam just so happened to be laughing in, you'd know exacually where he was. Adam found his laugh annoying, his voice was rather quiet, so why should his voice be so loud? "Then you'd probably have to run before he forked you to death." He said with a big grin, showing that he was also joking. Then when she stretched, Adam couldn't help but to sneek a quick glance, but as soon as it was there, it was gone.

Adam got off of the swing, and he grabbed the notebook, "When shall we do the said sight seeing?" He asked her, Adam would have to run home before they went out, to drop off his notebook. At the mention of clubs and shops, Adam started to think on it. There was the band hang out, whatever it was called, the under 18 club, if it was still open, and the other club. Then all the shops and what not; Adam figured that maybe they should start there.

[.:>Sammi<:.]

Seeing him get up as well, she got bright-eyed. "Right now. If that's okay with you anyway? I mean..We can wait until later or a different day - I'm not going to be too picky. And I don't want to seem too eager." Blakely had started out her exclamation pretty quickly and excited, but had toned it down, a lot, by the end. Seeming too eager was the last thing Blakely wanted to do, otherwise the fellow she'd just met might think her hyper-active. Which she wasn't.

Now, she could be hyper at times, but only when she was really happy. She wasn't like that twenty-four seven like some people. Those kinds of people actually got on her nerves a bit and she'd really rather not end up like them. Wrapping her arms around herself, she smiled at him, "Unless you have something going on, I'[d really like to get to know the town right now." This was said in a much more calm manner than her first try upon which she'd stumbled over her words.

[Whit {is great}]

Adam grinned, and couldn't help but to laugh at her run of words. He laughed, "Give me fourty minutes or so, and I'll be good to go." He told her shaking his hair into his face, and putting his hands into his pockets. She was starting to remind him of his little sister, and Adam was trying to decide if that was good or not. At first, Adam thought she'd just be another preppy, show offy girl, but as he's getting to know her better, that's changed, and it might change again as he got to know her better, it all depended on her really. Well maybe not on her, rather on Adam.

"And I've got nothing going on, I'm a loser, so it's okay." He told her grinning again, and he flipped his hair out of his face. Adam glanced around the park and couldn't help but to laugh at the little kids at the monkey bars arguing.