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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 11, 2014 22:10:31 GMT
Belle Dupree Belle smiled at him, scooting closer on the bench and setting her lunch on the top of the piano with the lid on it messily. She leaned over his hands, watching quietly, and interestingly. After a few minutes of just watching, she let out a bit of a sigh and looked down at her shaking hands. All the emotions from the day so far had gotten her a bit upset, and her nightmares had gotten bad as well. Belle felt defeated, deflated, like a balloon that no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't blow herself up enough to be happy.
Without James, her deflated balloon might've just been left behind to be stepped on until it disintegrated into the ground. But somehow, just one look or word from him seemed to pull her along just enough so she didn't lag behind.
Breathing out, but not looking at him, she said, "My dad got me new car."
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Post by shades on Mar 11, 2014 22:30:42 GMT
Looking over with interest, James paused again. He wasn’t allowed to drive because of his disability, he knew how to drive and had the ability to drive with his parents in the car, but he wasn’t allowed to drive alone. It was a breakdown and mental thing the doctor had explained, leaving James to be an odd one out of the loop of teenagers. Not that he wasn’t odd already.
James smiled, “that’s nice of him.” He said sincerely, moving to play another bit on the piano, the song starting over and then moving to where he was right now. James writing down the next set of notes. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 11, 2014 22:40:09 GMT
Belle Dupree After a few minutes of silence, Belle spoke up again, pushing some strands of hair behind her ear. "...Do you want to see it?" she offered, finally turning herself to look at them. By then she'd scooted so close to him that their thighs were slightly touching and it made her pulse quicken a bit. Her gaze traveled over his features as a small smile appeared on her lips.
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Post by shades on Mar 11, 2014 22:56:40 GMT
James Skyes ; ; Once again looking over at Belle, stopping what he was doing and finishing his last sandwich square in a few bites and shoving the crust into the baggie and tossing it in the trash he always brought to the piano from the door. Nodding his head, smiling, James did want to see Belle’s new car. He got up, moving to put the trash back by the door and return to Belle’s side with a brief kiss to her temple. Motioning for her to lead the way. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 11, 2014 23:23:44 GMT
Belle Dupree: Belle smiled, putting the top of her salad back on fully before shoving the lunch into her side-bag messily. Her eyes traveled around the practice room one last time before she squeezed James' hand reassuringly and began to walk towards the door, though they didn't stay connected. "I think you'll like it. I know I do," she grinned and lead him down the hallway, out into the main one, and then towards the front of the school where the front parking lot was. She kept her fingers tightened around her bag, glancing over at James to make sure he was okay every now and then. As they passed the first two lines of cars, she pulled the keys out of her bag and clicked the remote. The lights of a baby blue (changing the color because I can) truck (changing the style too) lit up and Belle grinned at James before moving to pat the bed of the truck fondly. "She's a keeper," she smiled and ran her fingers over the polished metal which was shining in the mid-day sun.
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Post by shades on Mar 11, 2014 23:52:24 GMT
James Skyes ; ; James smiled, it was a nice color; cool, and not angry, James liked blue. He nodded, running his fingers over the heated surface burning his hand lightly. Flinching, he retracted his hand back to his side, looking over at Belle with his lips upturned happily. Blue-gray eyes always shimmering in the light sunlight, and making the silent young man blink rapidly and cover his eyes when he noticed a few shadows. Looking around, James wasn’t very worried, but he was wrong. And skeptical. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 12, 2014 0:01:36 GMT
Belle Dupree: Belle had been too lost in thought, staring at James like he was a dream to her. But then some shadows moved around them, catching her eyes and making her smile disappear.
As she blinked out the sunlight, using her hand to cover her eyes, she noticed that there were others around them, coming from all directions. Belle turned, because it was natural instinct, as the group closed in around her and James. Her heart began to beat rapidly and sweat beaded the nape of her neck. She hadn't been this nervous since her attacks from Tj, and the memory of the feeling was making her feel a bit panicky. She swallowed when she saw someone she recognized.
"Casey?" she looked around, and not only was Casey and his friends there, but so was Madison. Except this time, she wasn't on Belle's side, but in fact right next to Casey with a smile on her tanned, pretty face. "Madison?"
"So, your Daddy got you a new car to cope with all your issues, huh?" Madison sneered, her nail running along the truck bed roughly. "How cute."
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Post by shades on Mar 12, 2014 0:07:28 GMT
James Skyes ; ; Frowning, James took a step back, flight or fight instincts coming back after many months of either not being in school, or having Matty being sort of a protector to the young man. He noticed Casey’s slight grin.
“Why are you hanging out with the mental freak?” Casey sneered, having looked highly of Belle, and sure wanted to get in her pants, but he also had a huge crush on her. Honestly, it was still there; he just had to pull her away from James Skyes.
James merely looked down, used to the words and torment by now. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 12, 2014 0:26:14 GMT
Belle Dupree: Belle's jaw clenched. "He is not, a freak." Her breathing was still fast and the sweat was prominently on her forehead now. She moved to take a step back but bumped into the body of some jock she didn't know who glared at her. It was frightening enough that she stumbled over to James and stood by him. "W-Why are you guys even here? There's no reason. It doesn't make any sense why you all are being so-" "What, Belle?" Madison challenged, stepping forward. Her dark eyes squinted as her long nail pointed at James. "What are we being? Mean? Aggressive? The only reason we're here is to stop you from making a mistake. With the Mistake himself." Belle's mouth fell open slightly. Angry tears welled up in her eyes. It just boggled her mind that she had always been so nice to these people and this was how they acted towards others? People she cared about that were different than what they all wanted. "Who are you?" Belle tilted her head at Madison, who had been her best friend for so long that this entire situation was making Belle want to throw up from her nauseated stomach. Madison got angry then, eyebrows dipped as she pointed accusingly. "I care about you, Belle, and I'm not going to let you hook up with the special ed kid!" her voice was loud and she snapped in Belle's face. "You're too good for him!" "No!" Belle shouted back, fury making her whole body shake. Madison stepped back, shocked by the ferocity Belle had. "No! You don't care about me, you all just care about yourselves," she hissed, scanning around the circle of people she'd once called friends. "Especially you, Madison," her finger shook as she pointed. "And I will never call myself a friend of someone so selfish and disgusting! Not anymore!" Her breath came back to her gaspingly, whole bodying shaking with anger.
Madison's hurt was evident, but it was replaced by a bitch that Belle had never seen before. "At least I'm not the one having sex with a retard."
Belle's punch was so fast, no one could have expected it, especially Madison.
The soft knuckles of Belle's hands hit Madison straight in the nose, letting loose a loud crack and sending the girl flying backwards into Belle's brand new car. It all happened in slow motion, Belle didn't even know what she'd done until she was staring down at the now bleeding Madison and her fist pounded with searing pain.
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Post by shades on Mar 12, 2014 0:42:34 GMT
James Skyes ; ; Ever peaceful James stood around, letting his Belle take most of the verbal punishment. His head was bowed, and not even the jocks shoving him and jeering, “how’d it feel to lose your virginity? Poor Belle now probably caught something.” and other rather rude comments. All he could do was watch his converse and the light boil of some tar.
Hearing Belle and Madison fight, one eye lifted to watch her punch the girl in the face. James, still being pushed around clumsily, stumbled to catch her arm before she could do anything else. James wasn’t a fighter and never will be. He was submissive, but even he knew to take his stand. Remembering the times Drew would often get angered and he would hold her hand and drag his sister away.
James would do that to Belle, hand trailing down her arm lightly to firmly grasp the girl’s hand as a silent statement. And question, she could leave his grasp and return to her friends. James, he wouldn’t be offended, honestly. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 12, 2014 1:21:48 GMT
Belle Dupree: Belle hadn't been able to move anyways, just standing frozen and wide eyed, hand gripping James' harder than she realized.
Madison moaned, blood spilling from her nose as all the jocks glared at Belle. With a bloody spitting rage, Madison pushed the offering hands away from her, getting up slowly and wiping the liquids onto Belle's car messily in order to stay up right. Her eyes were pools of rage, deep firey pits that honestly scared Belle. Where was her best friend in those deadly gazes?
"You are not one of us anymore!" she slurred, holding her still dripping nose and shoving through the wall of guys in order to run off. Her other replacements for Belle ran after her, yelling curse words and calling Belle the names she'd already heard many times before.
Belle was too shocked to cry, but her body shook and her gaze rose to Casey, but she stayed quiet, not knowing what to say.
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Post by shades on Mar 12, 2014 1:40:56 GMT
James Skyes ; ; Frowning, Casey glared at Belle, “have fun with your freak, they break easily.” He motioned for his guys to let go of them and they made their exit. James letting out the breath he hadn’t realize he was holding in. Looking at his Belle, hurt, broken, betrayed, his arm wrapped around her quietly. Not smiling, James couldn’t smile right now unless she begged for it. Sad blue eyes looking her over, wanting Belle to be alright. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 12, 2014 1:47:23 GMT
Belle Dupree: Belle gasped a bit, turning into James and breathing heavily. Now the tears were able to come, but they weren't for her, they were for him. "James, I'm so sorry," she told him, shoulders shaking as her hands clawed around his waist in a very much needed hug. "That was all my fault."
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Post by shades on Mar 12, 2014 2:02:09 GMT
Jame Skyes ; ; Shrugging his shoulders, James couldn’t see how it was her fault. Instead, he just looked down at Belle, grasping her delicately as to her clawing to move him closer. Eyes watched the tears dully, sadly, because he still believed he was a freak and knew she was too good for him and yet didn’t understand why she stayed.
Didn’t kisses make it better though?
Pressing his lips to her dark hair, James was silent, letting Belle’s tears roll. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Mar 12, 2014 2:07:55 GMT
Belle Dupree: Belle stayed there a bit longer, her body shaking, her tears slipping onto his shirt. After a few minutes she inhaled and pulled away from him, wiping her eyes and looking at her new car. A few seconds later, an idea struck her. Her green-blue gaze went to James and her face revealed a determined look.
"Do you want to...go somewhere?" she asked hesitantly, running her hands through her hair. "Get away from all..." she motioned around them. "This?"
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